The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

While Daxiabu was busy building ships, the southern ministries were not idle.

The source of the Luo River.

In the depths of Luoshan, Luohe, the lord of the Luoshui clan, sits in the stone hall, with black air permeating his face constantly, and the breath on his body rises and falls.

The Ye Mingzhu inlaid in the stone temple has been broken and become bleak. It is not that he cannot be replaced with a new one, but since he was cursed, he wants to be in the dark even more.

In the gloom, Luo He's eyes opened and closed, and his dark pupils seemed to be entwined with a hideous ghost. The ghost was like a charm, lingering in the spiritual world, making him unable to calm down to practice and rest.

There was a noise outside the stone hall, Shimen slowly pushed open, and a figure with white hair walked in, wearing a robe full of various animal patterns, holding a smooth wooden cane in his hand, hanging small Small bone ornaments clinked as they walked.

"Patriarch."

"High Priest." Luo He's voice was a little hoarse, and he muttered: "I'm going to pass the position to Qiu'er, what do you think?"

"Patriarch, there is still a way. The curse of Linghe Bo's may not be eliminated."

The High Priest of Luoshui sat cross-legged beside the Luo River, his face somewhat stagnant.

"How can the curse of the old ghost of Ling be so easy to break? This is a curse at the cost of the souls of the people who have passed away in the past ten thousand years. If it is only for me, it would be good to say, but it will affect the tribe. , We have to get rid of it."

A sorrowful smile appeared at the corner of Luo He's mouth. As the person involved, he was suffering from the horror of the curse. In a short period of time, his strength had almost fallen to the supernatural power level. The curse had been engraved into the flesh and blood and was eroding his soul.

"I already have a cracking method, and I can even take this opportunity to increase the strength of the Luo Shui clan."

"Patriarch, you want~~"

The high priest's words were interrupted by Luo He before he said it. He went on to say: "The Huayuan Ling of the Snake Division has now cultivated to the peak of the gods, I am going to marry Qiaoling into the Boss Division of the Snake."

"Patriarch, the little son is your favorite child."

"The child always grows up, and the tribe has given her the supreme honor. She naturally has to give back to the tribe. As my daughter of Luohe, this is what he should do."

Luo He waved his hand again, his eyes showed firmness.

Stopping the words that the high priest wanted to say, Luo He continued: "This time, Luoshui, Huasnake, and Kuilei were cursed most severely by Ling He.

Fortunately, Hua Snake said that it was originally the rank of Bo's tribe, and the clan luck would not collapse instantly because of the curse of Ling He Bo's tribe, but Kuilei had a weak foundation and suffered the most severe impact. This is also our opportunity.

Eight hundred years ago, the plan of the clan leader and high priest of the previous generation, when the clan came to close the net, I did not expect that Kuilei and Da Xia would rise one after another, which made my plan in Luoshui vanish.

Although it is said that the plan depends on the person and the sky, but the clan does not believe in this evil, it is impossible for me to be so lucky in Luoshui."

"Patriarch, think twice"

The high priest still objected.

"Luoshui has a long heritage, so many winds and waves have come over, and this time is the same."

"High Priest, I have decided. You personally visit the High Priest of the Snake, and convey my meaning to the Huatian Gang, and then release the news. The new chief of the Luoshui clan will succeed and send the elders to heaven. Hou Shanshang is a god."

"As for the curse in the clan, I already have a plan. The dark hands that I placed in Kuilei back then have come to use."

"Patriarch, Kuilei's old cow is not easy to deal with."

Hearing this, Luohe's mouth bends slightly, revealing a chill.

When Luoshui dared to attack Linghe, how could he not pay attention to Linghe tribe? As the rapidly developing Kuilei tribe in Linghe tribe, how could he not care.

To be honest, even though Kuilei’s strong rise surprised Luo Shui Bo’s tribe, it was not as shocking as it was expected. Moreover, it was arranged in the clan for a long time, but it was the Daxia tribe in the north. The same suddenly appeared.

This time, the matter of solving the curse must be placed on the Kuilei tribe.

"It's too risky for us to do this.

The high priest still shook his head slightly. After two generations of plans that took eight hundred years, it has already been full of loopholes and is out of control. At this time, it is very risky to attack Kuilei.

"High priest, it's not that we don't want to be thorough, it's really impossible to be thorough. No matter how well we plan, we can't resist changes in the outside world. Linghe's ruin is actually cheaper and Kuilei. Now I'm just something that will belong to us in Luoshui. Take back."

The murderous intent was splattered in Luo He's eyes again. In the past, he planned Ling Hebo, but it was cheaper for Kuilei. I thought that Kuilei and Ling He would fight both sides. Luo Shuibo could profit from it, but he didn't expect Ling Hebo. The ministry ended so quickly.

Nowadays, in the northern land, another powerful enemy of Luo Shuibo's tribe is rising, Luo He doesn't want to wait any longer, and his body can't afford it.

Kuilei was just a small accident in the plan, and he would soon be able to smooth it out. He wanted to take Kuilei in one fell swoop and let Luo Shuibo's tribe dominate the northwest tens of thousands of miles.

The high priest left the clan hall, hurriedly left the tribe, and headed towards the snake. The owner of the clan had already understood what he meant by marrying the female son of the tribe into the snake, but he wanted to stabilize the tribe by marriage. Go down to take down Kuilei to prepare.

As for passing the throne to the great young man, it was because the clan leader had been alone and had to pave the way for Luoshui at his own expense.

...

In the stone hall.

A young figure walked in, kneeling respectfully in front of Luohe.

"father."

"Gu'er, can you hold the weight of Luoshui?"

Hearing that, Luo Qiu's eyes were not happy, but solemn.

As the son of the clan and the next generation heir of the tribe, he naturally knows what has happened these days.

Although he had been looking forward to such a day long ago, when this moment really came, what he got was not happiness, but pressure like a mountain.

Without waiting for Luo Qiu to speak, Luo He's voice sounded again.

"Being my father will take Kuilei for you and let the tribes dominate the Northwest. Then you will rely on yourself."

"Northern Daxia rises out of thin air. I am afraid that it has been inherited from the uncle of the age. There are turtles in the clan. The strength cannot be underestimated. How do you deal with it?"

Luo Qiu pondered for a moment, and said: "The child is not as talented as his father, and has a gully in his chest. I have known that the Daxia clan leader is an incredible person. If a small tribe has developed to such a degree in just a few decades, even if there is an uncle The inheritance of the ministry, in exchange for a child, may not be better than him."

"Fortunately, the Daxia tribe lives in the northwest corner, and there is a natural danger blue dragon water in the north. As long as we block it in the north, even if the potential of this tribe is great, it is empty talk without resources. Perhaps this generation of Daxia is strong, but the next generation and even the next This is not necessarily the case for one generation."

To sum up Luo Qiu's words, one word is blocking.

If Daxia is blocked in the north, no real dragon can be raised in the shallows.

Hearing this, Luo Shui nodded, he naturally understood his own seed, and he was more than enterprising.

However, Luoshui's uncle has been passed down for eternity, and it has gone through dozens of generations of clan leaders. How powerful the Wangu's uncle was once, and Luoshui has to bow his head and claim his ministers, but where is the Wangu uncle now?

The clan struggle is not a day-to-day struggle, but a struggle between generations. If this generation cannot compete, it does not represent the next generation, and even the next generation.

"Qiu'er, now there are fire spirits in the east of Luoshui, and giant spirits in the south. I will marry your little sister to the heir of Huayuan, Huayuan Ling. You must form a snake well to stabilize the clan territory, but turn a snake. After all, it’s the outside world, you can’t really use it as a dependency, do you understand?”

Seeing the constant changes in Luo Qiu's expression, Luo He shook his head. There were some things that he didn't understand. The same was true when he just became the clan leader. Many principles were only understood after experiencing.

For example, the vassal tribe of the clan needs to be treated with kindness and power, but how much grace is needed, how much power is needed, and when is enough to stop. These all need to be explored by themselves, and I don't understand.

"You get ready, I have asked the high priest to release news to the tribes of the clan domain. You will be the new clan leader of Luoshui. On that day, my Luoshui tribe will dominate the northwest and control the land of the two great uncles."

...

The barren land in the northwest has recently been inspired by several major news.

The Kuilei tribe will announce the heaven and earth, sacrifice to the heaven and the standing tribe in one year, and be promoted to the prestige.

The contemporary clan lord of the Luoshuibo tribe abdicated, and the elder son Luo Qiu succeeded the next generation clan lord a year later.

Luoshui and Huashe were married, and wanted to make a good for Luohua.

For a time, three news spread all over the northwestern land. In recent years, the northwestern land has always been calm, and several shocking news broke out every once in a while.

But this time it was about the three great uncles, and the tribes and warriors living on the northwestern land simply didn't know why.

...

Eternal Mountain Range, Daxia Department.

Summer park.

Xia Tuo took the news from the Shadow Palace, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes. He had only been in the tribe for a few days, and the news was a bit dazzling for a while because of the big changes outside.

Luohe abdicated, Kuilei sacrificed to heaven, and the three major events of Luohua marriage were crowded together. Do you think it is interesting?

Outside the garden, the sword flanks came, and the Luan bird with green feathers and purple feathers standing on his shoulders was combing his feathers, and his smart eyes were looking around randomly.

She glanced at the news on the animal skin scroll in Xia Tuo's hand, and said casually: "You didn't mean that Luo Shui had put Ling He on it hundreds of years ago, so this time it was so severely cursed.

Since Luoshui had counted Linghe eight hundred years ago, it is impossible to ignore the rise of Kuilei."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was taken aback, as if a flash of lightning flashed across the spiritual world, a ray of thought was caught by him.

Jian Lian was right. Kuilei was a big tribe and couldn't be invisible. Luoshui noticed Ling He and said that he didn't notice Kuilei.

The old guy in Luohe will kill his character when he catches the opportunity. He doesn't believe it at all if Kuilei arranges a second hand, the old guy Congliang?

What a joke.

"You said offering sacrifices to the Tianli Clan and the sacrifices to the clan, is there any connection with the previous curse?"

While pondering, Xia Tuo looked at Jian Dai and asked.

The bloodline curse of the elder Bai earlier could not be solved after a lot of energy was spent in the clan, but when he sacrificed to the heaven and established the clan, he baptized with the luck of heaven and earth, and the curse was solved!

Then, Kuilei offering sacrifices to the Tianli clan makes sense.

But how can Luo He pass the position?

Could it be that this old guy is really going to be cursed to death?