The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Being of the same human race, seeing the demon soldiers ravaging the same race, this feeling is really not good. Xia Tuo is arrogant that he is also a naked-eye mortal.

At this moment, he watched the demon soldiers retreat after tormenting, leaving a place with broken arms, stumps, blood stains, and countless cries.

Yin Hong stood behind Xia Tuo, also very lost, muttering in his mouth.

"Why it came out like this!"

There is nothing wrong with killing demons and saving people, unless they can take all the people here, but who can guarantee that it will not cause a chain reaction. Taking away these tens of thousands of people under the Wild God Mountain is just a little trouble, but there are many human races outside the Wild God Mountain.

If the Yaozu is not eliminated, the catastrophe will not be eliminated.

Xia Tuo felt very bad. He felt that he was too sober. If he was so sober before, he would naturally be very happy, but at this moment, this soberness made him particularly uncomfortable.

Under the Wild God Mountain, the demon soldiers left after torture, some warriors in the city rushed out to treat the injured and gathered the tribesmen who had survived.

In the sound of whining crying, everyone skillfully sorted out the ruins.

call!

Taking a long breath, Xia Tuo closed his eyes slightly and did not look down at the mountain.

"Let's go."

He couldn't save Zhongyu's troubles. To be precise, he couldn't save them right now.

Da Xia's stalwart still can't cover here.

Yin Hong was a little disheartened, followed behind Xia Tuo in loss, and walked towards the depths of the Wild God Mountain. The scenes he saw in a short time broke through the worldview he had experienced for hundreds of years.

After two steps, Xia Tuo stopped and said to Yin Hong, "You are waiting here."

In the next moment, Xia Tuo's figure disappeared, and he appeared in the city below the mountain for a short time. After experiencing the chaos, the city seemed very chaotic.

There was no overall planning in the city. The houses and stone halls were standing in a mess. Many people were applying medicine to the people who had just been injured. Amid sporadic whimpering words, Xia Tuo understood the city.

This is one of the many small cities outside the Wild God Mountain, under the command of the Great Demon Mountain Army (Yin Hui), these demon soldiers will come to ravage every once in a while.

The settlements outside the city are all inhabited by the old and the weak, but because the demon soldiers have not come for a long time, the middle and young people living in the city are a little slack. They took their children out of the city to find their relatives and reunited for a while. Unexpectedly, the demon soldiers suddenly appeared at this time. .

In a dilapidated stone hall in the middle of the city, a white-haired old man looked at Xia Tuo coming from outside, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Gather the children in the city, I will take them away, and give them a stable environment to grow up."

Seeing the scarred old man whose face was mostly ruined, Xia Tuo said lightly.

Hearing this, the old man was taken aback for a moment, then a hint of hope appeared on his face.

"Thank you, sir~"

The old man didn't ask about Xia Tuo's origin. The area around the Wild God Mountain was already a shelter for the monster race, and the human race could not struggle at all.

Then the old man walked out in a hurry. There was soon movement in the city, there was noise and shouting. After a short period of time, the outside of the stone hall was crowded with black figures, and there were more than 200 small dolls in the front. The older one is only eight or nine years old, and the younger one is still babbling.

More than two hundred people are naturally not all the dolls in the city. There are more than 1,000 dolls under ten in the city.

"My lord, take them away."

In the crowd, some parents had tears in their eyes, covering the corners of their mouths to prevent themselves from crying.

Then, Xia Tuo knelt down before his eyes.

"My lord, take them away."

"Little frog, don't come back, never come back."

"Leave here, don't come back!"

"Thank you, my lord, I kowtow to my lord."

...

Opening the Dongtian Witch Treasure and sending more than two hundred children in, Xia Tuo glanced at the large figure kneeling on the ground, turned and headed towards the desolate mountain.

Watching Xia Tuo leave, the old man with scars on his face got up from the ground and shouted at the man kneeling behind him.

"Get out of here, and those who have given away their children, those who are over fifty, get out of the city and live."

"Also, who would dare to say anything about today, Lao Tzu killed him."

...

"Patriarch."

Watching Xia Tuo come back, Yin Hong yin softly.

"Let's go, dismantle the teleportation witch formation, we will return to the tribe."

Xia Tuo said aloud and didn't say anything to Yin Hongduo. What he did just now was just a whim in his heart. He did it when he thought of it. What he didn't expect was that the people in the city were more cautious than him.

In the environment where the Yaozu continues to abuse, the human life here is more cautious.

With Yin Hong, the master of the formation, the two spent two days of effort to dismantle the teleportation witch formation, and then embarked on a long journey home.

...

Great Summer Palace.

In the depths of Lingzhou, the place of academy, was silent for a long time, and then became lively again.

On a huge square under Lingxiao Peak, bluestone is a slab, and the stone walls are carved with animal patterns. Even after the operation of the academy for these years, the ancient wasteland is still full of desolation.

There are many young people standing on the square, all under 20 years old, over 17 or 18 years old, few are 15 or 16 years old, and there are probably more than 300 people.

This is the first batch of young people selected in the city.

Suddenly came to a new place, with curiosity in the eyes of these little guys, he kept looking around, his eyes showed shock.

The floating hills, the floating stone temples, and the misty clouds above the sky, look like a fairyland.

Speaking of, since the floating formation method was obtained, the clan lands were not used, so they were used for Black Dragon City and Xuegong, but the effect was indeed good.

The young people who had just been selected from the city in the Academy were filled with shock.

On Zixiao Peak, the heads of the Academy, and Elder Keqing are all present.

"Elder Feng, it's better for you to host it."

The old man said with a smile, watching the young man standing under the mountain, stroking his beard, and nodding his head.

"The patriarch has taken away all the mainstays in our school, and there are not even a few people who can respond."

Old man Feng pondered for a moment, looked at Qingliu, and said, "Elder Qingliu, let a few of your disciples come to help, and by the way, the girl Nan Li also called."

"The patriarch's meaning is very clear. These young people will need to strengthen the grassroots of Daxia in the future. Our Academy is not only to cultivate top talents, but also to help Daxia develop talents."

...

Hundreds of people and more than three hundred young people gathered together, especially when they came to this strange place again, some people showed timidity in their eyes, some showed interest...

Tweeted!

There was a crisp cry, and Qiaoling flew down from the sky with the Luan bird, attracting the attention of many young people. The Luan bird overflowing with blue and purple light, Shenjun looks like a beast.

Qiaoling looked at the young people below and said softly: "This is the Daxia Academy, the most powerful martial arts inheritance sacred place in Daxia. You can call me Senior Sister, I am a disciple of the Academy."

The clever voice drew everyone's attention to him, and the ethereal voice sounded in the square.

"In the Xuegong, disciples are divided into five types: ordinary, inner door, person, status, and heaven, which correspond to the stone cracking state to the god hidden state."

"Senior Sister is a status disciple, is it a god hidden realm?"

"What kind of state is Senior Sister?"

...

The young man’s voice sounded in the square below, and he chuckled softly when he heard the words, and said: "I am practicing the sorcery, and I am practicing the sorcerer."

"wizard!"

Hearing that, there was an uproar in the square below, and the wizard was too far away from them.

"You brothers and sisters, practicing witchcraft and martial arts are both Taoist practice, and you can go your own way in the future."

"You are all in the Cracked Stone Realm, and you will be ordinary disciples of the Academy from now on. If you want to be promoted to the inner disciple, you need to be promoted to the Open Mountain Realm.

You temporarily practice under Zixiao Peak. When you are promoted to the inner disciple, you will have the opportunity to apprentice. The peak master of every mountain in the Academy is in the Divine Tibetan Realm."

"In practice, you still need to complete some tasks..."

Qiao Ling spent half a day of work explaining some matters to these young people, and then Bai Ling appeared and distributed a book of animal skins and a black robe to each young man.

"Junior Brother and Junior Sister, this animal skin book in your hands contains the foundation of my martial arts training in Daxia Academy, and it is also my martial arts training in Daxia. I hope everyone will keep it in mind."

Xue Gong Wu Xun!

A young man opened the book of animal skins, and on the first page it was written to stand for the heavens and the earth, and to stand for the lives of the people.

For these young people, they have just entered martial arts at this age. It is a time to be shaped. Xuegong is not only a time to practice martial arts, but also to shape their values.

After the young people were placed, it was already when Jin Wuxi fell, Zixiao Peak went up to the hall.

"According to the news from various cities, there are a few good seedlings among this group of young people, as well as young people who can practice witchcraft. They are temporarily handed over to Elder Qingliu to teach."

"it is good."

Regarding the arrangement of Old Man Feng, Qing Liu nodded in response. Anyway, she has disciples, and it is easy to teach the sorcerers who have just embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

"There is news from the Soul Mountain City area that more than a thousand young people have been selected and they will be sent to the Academy in a short time. The houses under the mountain need to be expanded and handed over to Elder Bai."

"Okay." The old man nodded.

"Well, let's talk about the important things."

Old man Feng calmed his mind, and then said: "With the strength of our Daxia now, it is easy to train a martial artist in the Tianmai realm. As long as the resources can keep up with the recruited disciples, more than 40% can be promoted to the Tianmai realm.

A large part of the rest can take some time to reach the Heavenly Vessel Realm, so there is nothing to say about martial arts practice.

What I'm talking about is about the cultivation of loyalty. These disciples are to be sent to various cities in the territory to serve as grassroots officials. This is just the beginning. In the future, the territory of Daxia will expand and more people will be needed. We need to think about it. ."

"Human hearts are all flesh-grown, and Daxia devoted all his efforts to nurturing them. Is it possible that he can raise white-eyed wolves?"

"I think Elder Feng is overwhelmed. Young people are impulsive, but when the blood is burning, Daxia Wuxun is the beacon on the hazy road of their martial arts."

...

In the main hall, several elders discussed the training plan for the disciples of the Academy. Soon night fell, and the moon rose in the mountains.