The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

In Dazhai, there are many stone houses, all exuding the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes. Some bluestones are covered with green and black moss. Many figures in the village are looking at Xia Tuo curiously.

Their Dazhai seldom comes into contact with outsiders and lives on a self-sufficient life, especially some small babies, who are very curious about outsiders.

Xia Tuo glanced across Dazhai, and found that there were phoenix patterns looming in the corners and corners. This was Fengming Mountain. It was rumored that a phoenix was bleeding again, and it seemed normal to respect the phoenix.

Not long after, he was led by the old man Xiong Li to the stone hall in the middle of the stockade. Although the stone hall is small, it has carved beams and pillars inside, and there are phoenix shadows lying on it. The walls are full of seals, patterns, seals, etc. about the phoenix. Some are still overflowing with a faint glow.

There are no stone chairs or tables in the temple, only a few futons, which seem to be woven from wild grass, but Xia Tuo can see the difference. The small futon contains good fortune and connects the earth.

He was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and he immediately noticed the pure earth veins on the futon, the thick and vast feeling, enough to make people feel at ease when sitting cross-legged for a long time.

"I don't know where your Excellency came from. The old man in the Northern Territory has never heard of the name of Great Xia Bo Bu."

At this time, Xiong Li's voice sounded and echoed in the hall.

"Of course, it may also be that I, the Xiong family, is in hiding, and I haven't been in contact with the outside world for a long time.

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo did not cover up, and then said: "My Daxia is from the northwest."

"northwest?"

Xiong Li's expression condensed, he squinted his eyes for the invisible, and then reacted that the border and the northwest were connected to the Central Region, but the location of Fengming Mountain was almost in the center of the Central Region.

The Great Xia Bube came from the northwest, but it didn't seem to have come across the wilderness. The only explanation was to take the teleportation witch formation.

With Xiong's strength, as long as he walked out of Fengming Mountain, he could see clearly, and naturally there was no need to hide it, and Xia Tuo's words continued.

"Ten thousand years ago, the frontier desolate chaos caused the deserted land to sink, the northern region was damaged, and the tribes were not alive. Although my northwestern land is better, it is not much stronger. The demon race is rampant, and our human race is slaughtered. , Now that we finally have the scene of chasing monsters, Daxia urgently needs to expand our strength.

Therefore, I came to the Northern Territory to search for tribal relics that once existed to face the increasingly complex situation."

Xia Tuo said as he watched Xiong Li's expression change, it was a pity that the old man's wrinkled face did not see the slightest fluctuation, and even his eyes were muddy.

"If your Excellency came to search for the relics of the head of Fengshan, you would be disappointed."

Xiong Li Qingyin, for Xia Tuo's words, he naturally wouldn't believe it, saying that digging a grave was so noble, thinking he was a little baby in the clan.

The two parties are just getting acquainted, and he is not really interested in what Da Xia is doing here. As long as he doesn't damage his Xiong's stability, he will naturally not be nosy, and at present, Da Xia is very witty and knows how to advance and retreat.

"When my ancestors migrated to the Northern Territory, it happened not long after the demon. My clan land was established on the ruins of Fengshan Bobu."

When the words came to the surface, Xiong Li watched Xia Tuo's expression change.

I'm late.

Ten thousand years too late.

When he heard this, Xia Tuo understood that he didn't want to think about the remains of Fengshan's uncle. They told you about it. Although I didn't say much, the meaning behind the words was also clear.

Fengshan Xiong has already gotten it, so Daxia will die. If not, they are not afraid.

Sometimes communication is so simple. Needless to say, having confidence is naturally not afraid of threats. Of course, the two of them have not yet reached the point of throwing the table.

"I heard that at the foot of Fengming Mountain, it was the clan land of several generations of big clans. Fengshan Bobu was only the last big clan to take root in Fengming Mountain."

Although I have guesses about the details of the Xiong family in my heart, Xia Tuo can't do it without patting the table before he can fully understand it. If there are two more friends of the hidden ancient clan like this, it would be quite Yu stabbed a hornet's nest.

"Not bad."

Xiong Li nodded, and then said: "However, the big clan who established a clan in Fengming Mountain back then has passed too long, and no one knows where the clan land is."

"My Daxia still needs to stay around Fengming Mountain for a while. If there is any offense, Senior Bear bears a lot."

After a moment of thought, Xia Tuo said, his posture is not high, since the relics of Fengshan Bo's are gone, he will look for most of the other relics.

"If that's the case, then leave."

In Dazhai, watching Xia Tuo go away, Xiong Li's eyes were filled with divine light, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother, are they really looking for the remains of the Fengqihou Department."

Xiong Si appeared beside Xiong Li and asked aloud.

After taking a look at Xiong Si, Xiong Li said softly: "You heard everything just now, have you noticed anything?"

"Such a person is difficult to deal with."

Xiong Si Qingyin, if they come up, it will be a big fight. The Xiongs are really not afraid of Bo Bu, but they are friendly and kind, and they are not domineering at all, and people can’t figure out the context. What kind of road is this Daxia? .

...

Leaving the Dazhai of the Xiong clan, Xia Tuo returned to Fengmingshan camp a hundred miles away. Not long after, there was a noise in the camp. Two thousand clan soldiers wrapped up the gathered nearly 30,000 scattered people and headed east.

Xiong is afraid of him, afraid of him peeping, so why not afraid of Xiong’s peeping, a little distance is also a buffer, besides, Fengming Mountain is very large, and all the big and small mountains in an area of ​​three thousand miles can be regarded as Fengming. Mountain one series.

Next, the clan soldiers went out and continued to forcibly gather scattered people everywhere. Among them, there was a high-class tribe with a god-hidden realm eight hundred miles away in the east, and was also forcibly detained to the blood on the east side of Fengming. Under Fengya.

Three months later, in the camp under Xuefeng Cliff, more than 300,000 scattered people gathered. This is just one of the camps. There are seven camps around Fengming Mountain, each The revenue of the human race ranges from two to three million.

In order to prevent these people from rioting, an isolation system was implemented. The old and weak women and children were a camp, young men were a camp, and young women were a camp.

In the camp for women and children, witches from the Daxia Witch Hospital were specially transferred to diagnose and treat pregnant women and children, and distribute some witch drugs. For the children and teenagers, they also gathered together and were taught by the clansmen. Temper the body.

Not only that, but they are also allowed to see their loved ones every half month.

Under these measures, the camp that was originally floating has gradually stabilized.

On the Blood Phoenix Cliff, a stone temple stands tall.

In the main hall, several breaths rise and fall. In the center of the main hall is a stone platform. The stone platform is filled with large and small animal skin scrolls, and various writings are recorded on it.

In the hall, several figures surrounded the stone platform, constantly rumbling through the animal skin scrolls on the stone platform, and from time to time they picked up the animal skin scrolls and looked at the records above.

"The patriarch, according to the oral records of the human races living around, there is a Fengqihou tribe on the east side of Fengming."

Elder Qingling wore linen Tsing Yi, and the eyebrows shone with light.

"It's just that the location is not sure where it is. At least 20,000 years have passed. The ground veins have changed a lot. It's not easy to find it."

"Qiaoer, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Xia Tuo looked at Qiao'er.

"Uncle, I have searched Fengming Mountain these days, and I have also found a few places, I just don't know if it is."

"It's okay, we have people."

In response to this, Xia Tuo waved his hand indifferently. He was not a casual cultivator, and he could only dig up a ruin to call friends and friends, but he could only gather three people.

He wanted people to have people, and he didn't need to work hard to find dragons and acupuncture points. He would dig wherever he felt wrong. It was not bad. The big deal would be to hollow out Fengming Mountain, unless the relics of Fengqihou tribe ran away.

"Elder Conch, the monitoring of Xiong's Dazhai on the west side is left to you."

Then, Xia Tuo's eyes looked at the conch. He never fought unprepared battles. Xiong Shi was very jealous. He was in the Northern Territory before, so he naturally wanted to make friends honestly.

Now, under Fengming Mountain, there are three magical powers including Jian Liao, Qing Ling and him, Qiao'er, Hunkong, and Luo, three Wuzongs. The Xiong dared to move and kill him.

Of course, if the Xiong clan is still sensible, it is best if he doesn't know how to fight. Daxia can't go wherever he goes and get enemies.

"We already have two million young men and women in our hands. Qiao'er will order people to dig wherever you are investigating."

"it is good."

Soon, Fengming Mountain became lively, and people swelled into the mountains, river valleys, and wastelands. They waved the simple stone tools, wooden tools and iron tools in their hands, and began to dig the mountains, crack rocks, and dig soil.

More than 20,000 years ago, the ruins of the Xeon Hou Department, who knows where to bury them, Xia Tuo used this most dumb, slowest and most practical method for this.

dig.

Dig where is wrong, dig all the way to the end.

Thousands of soldiers were mobilized from Daxia, and the scattered people were gathered around Fengming Mountain as the center, and they came to Fengming Mountain to dig soil. The next step is to see God’s will and when will it be found. remains.

...

Xiaofeng Mountain is rugged, like a bird spreading its wings. This is one of the places Qiaoer launched and may be a relic. Xiaofeng Mountain is a single peak, and there is no big mountain within 30 miles.

At this moment, under the Xiaofeng Mountain, more than 300,000 people are covered with the earth on the dark side of the shadows. The dust is flying and the rocks are pierced through the sky. Everyone is digging in the soil. There are no important parts, all of which are the same. Up.

Not only that, there are seven other locations where construction started at the same time as Xiaofengshan, and it's done.

"Go ahead."

"Yes, Lord."

Li Li said flatly to Xia Tuo, and fell down from the sky, hitting heavily into the depths of the earth. Now he has become a great monster in the Demon Hidden Realm.

On the top of the mountain, Xia Tuo watched Lili dig into the depths of the earth, and looked around. Fengming Mountain was so big, it just depends on God's favor.

One more at noon