The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

It's only a few years now, have you started chasing God?

Xia Tuo looked at Hao Qing with a solemn expression, and felt that he was a good example of a teacher, so he should talk about himself as a disciple.

Don't think about unrealistic things all day long, if there is a god house, he will never let it go, but the god house is at least the cave house of the gods and beasts.

The gods of the wild land are just a title, referring to some extremely powerful creatures that appeared before and after the Yankang era. Their strength is too tyrannical, so they are honored as gods.

It is worth mentioning that the title of God was not honored by the worship of later people, but at that time, the innate creatures had already learned to talk to each other. Everyone is called God, and there is more face.

How old is Hao Qing, he thinks that such a big person has not yet come to think about these illusory things.

Watching Xia Tuo leave, Hao Qing made a grimace at his back, turned and ran towards the mountain, waited for him to show evidence, and then came to ask Master for an explanation.

In a blink of an eye, one month passed, and the Taoist rhyme that Xia Tuo was comprehending in the stone temple did not mean that the rhyme of life and death would be complete.

He is not very clear about this state until now. He only knows that there are five steps to create a realm. In the end, he ignites the law and illuminates his own world, and he has reached the peak.

The Guiwei army who had gone to the Snake Bo tribe also came back, and they captured several members of the Snake Bo tribe to search for their souls, and obtained relevant news about the tribesmen of the Snake Bo tribe and Luoshui.

When Luoshui's daughter-in-law married the Huashe boss, it happened to be when the Luoshui boss turned into decline.

All of Luoshui's daughter-in-law was brought by Luoshui. Luoshui's decline was later destroyed, and the glory bestowed on her naturally fell. Without the majesty of her mother's family, her situation in the head of the snake was not easy.

After marrying Hua Tian Ling, Hua Tian Ling was not good, especially after the fall of Luoshui, Luoshui female master was left out after the freshness passed.

Later, in order to be promoted to the supernatural power level, Huatianling was eroded by the innate totem seedlings shortly after leaving the customs. A series of events caused Huatianling to have no time to cultivate any feelings, and there was no relationship between the two. Give birth to heirs.

After receiving this news, Xia Tuo slightly relaxed, and the next step was to wait for Hua Tianling to come and see how long it could last.

On this day, Xia Tuo was busy in the stone hall. The stone table in front of him was filled with animal skin scrolls. These animal skin scrolls were all kinds of martial arts classics, exercises and combat skills.

There are no less than a hundred martial arts classics in Manshiyan. These are ordinary martial arts classics, and they are suitable for the cultivation of martial artists at the level of Tianmai realm and below.

These martial arts classics are all accumulated over the years, or gathered from the territory, many of which are scraps, or have no cultivation value.

"Ling Feng's palm."

His eyes flashed across a palm technique, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes. After reading dozens of classics, he finally got a good eye.

This palm technique is cultivated to the extreme and can help to comprehend the rhyme of the wind. Although it is very simple, it is a good palm technique for the warriors of the open mountain and the sky.

After much consideration, Xia Tuo picked up the stone case and wrote on it, slightly changed his palm, and wrote the words "can be stored in the warehouse".

Putting the palm of the optimistic Ling Feng away, placed it on the left side of the stone case. On the left side there are a dozen or so memorable classics, and there is a pile of garbage on the left side.

The palm technique he has changed cannot be said to be flawless, but for the martial artist of the Celestial Vein Realm, the cultivation is more than enough.

After placing it, he took out another copy from the hide roll in front of him.

"Kaitianquan"

After just one glance, Xia Tuo rolled the animal skin in front of him and threw aside.

Garbage in garbage.

At this time, Jian Li walked out of the inner hall with a jade bowl in his hand. The crystal lotus seeds floating in the bowl filled with spiritual meaning. Seeing Xia Tuo frowning, he walked closer and said: "Stop for a while and then screen."

Xia Tuo put down the brush in his hand and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that so many rubbish books have been condensed in the clan in the past few years. It is completely useless. I don't know which idiots just punched twice, thinking that they could break the ground. "

Picking up the jade bowl, the crystal clear soup was eaten down, and it suddenly turned into pure spiritual energy and dispersed in the body.

"Who are you going to let to be the head of the Fire Palace."

Jian Dai asked lightly.

As a pillow, he knows what Xia Tuo has been thinking these days, his own man wants to integrate Daxia's heritage, and then popularize it.

But the martial arts of the wild land are inherited in thousands and different genres, and even some ordinary men double-handedly throw two punches and claim to be a supreme martial arts. Such people abound.

As a result, Daxia has gathered so many classics over the years, and among them, there are countless people who are full of them.

The Shiyi Pavilion will only repair the things collected everywhere, but the Tomb Jue elders are only in the realm of the gods and have limited vision and cannot correct the defects in some classics.

What Xia Tuo is doing right now is correcting the classics and picking out some valuable martial arts techniques to avoid getting dusty.

"Haohai God General."

Xia Tuo did not conceal the problem of Jian Li, and said softly: "Haohaigod has been in the Valley of the Sword King for thousands of years. He has experienced countless killings and fierce combat. What's the matter with the dog.

The strength of the Peak Stage of the Appeared Saint is enough to correct these classics."

"What about witchcraft?"

"There is a witch sect in Fengming Xiong Town’s territory. The Xiong family was born in the royal family of the Longhan era. Naturally, the inheritance of the camel is bigger than the horse. Even if the Xiong family’s witchcraft inheritance only inherited the royal family’s ten thousand One part is very useful for our family today."

Jian Li's beautiful eyes flowed, and he immediately understood that Xia Tuo was interested in the inheritance of the Xiong clan, but this matter should not be robbed, so he asked for someone directly. Anyway, as time goes by, maybe the Xiong clan will go out. Dew point.

"Xinhuo Hall, with Haohai God General and Xiong's Wuzong as editors, responsible for the collection of various classics, whether it is witchcraft or martial arts, after screening and correction, they will be included in the new fire hall for all practitioners in Daxia Used."

Xia Tuo Qingyin, this was his response after talking to Hun Kong last month. Since the border and wilderness inheritance is scattered, Daxia will investigate the heavens and humans, gather the head of the Wan family, and become the Daxia family.

Simply put, just like the National Library in the previous life, Daxia also built such a library, open to all Daxia people.

After drinking the lotus seed soup, Xia Tuo's eyes fell on the animal skin roll in front of him again, and he began to correct it. Jian Lian took a look, packed the jade bowl, and walked into the inner hall.

An hour later, footsteps sounded outside the stone hall, and the old man from Tomb Jue hurried over, and when he entered the stone hall, he saw Xia Tuo sitting on top of him, closing his eyes and meditating.

"The patriarch is looking for me."

Xia Tuo raised his head to indicate that the tomb must sit on the stone chair next to him, and then said aloud: "Elder tomb, among the ruins of various ethnic groups that we dug up in the Six Paths of the Northern Territory in the past few years, how are the scattered heritage writings? Up?"

"The patriarch, to be honest, most of the things dug up from the Northern Territory are very messy. The high-level martial arts classics are all broken. No one is complete. Most of them are recorded miscellaneous travel notes and the like."

"How much can be recovered?"

"There are a lot of things that can be restored. Some of the classics are carved on stones or gods' golden steles, so there is no difficulty in restoring them."

Tomb Jue glanced at Xia Tuo and said, "Patriarch, your little disciple is amazing. Among the many discarded things picked up from the Northern Territory, I found a very interesting object."

Xia Tuo said without raising his head, "You mean Shenfu."

"Yes, it is the record of this divine palace, which was pulled out from the ruins of Lihuo Dao. There is a complete record. It seems that the former Lihuo Bubu searched for it."

"Lihuo was annihilated by the Demon Race back then, and the important inheritance was wiped out. The Demon Race will also know the news about the Divine Mansion."

Xia Tuo sighed softly. He thought that the tomb of the little guy Hao Qing was definitely broken. How could it look like the tomb was crippled by Hao Qing.

"For so many years, there has been no news of Shenfu's spread."

"Patriarch, if you don't want to go to the remains of Lihuo, anyway, it's just a bit of delay."

When Tomb Jue said these words, Xia Tuo immediately determined that the old man Tomb Jue was definitely crippled by his apprentice.

This kind of thing is very simple. I have looked for it from the boss of the fire, but it doesn't make sense that the monster clan has not looked for it. What happened?

What's more, ten thousand years have passed, and there is a pile of ruins and debris in the hands of the collection pavilion, and the affairs of the gods are really too vague.

He dignified the clan leader of Xia, did not ask God to ask questions, and second did not believe in gods, there were a lot of things in the clan, and it was impossible to worry about such vain things.

"All right, go if you want."

Xia Tuo thought for a while, and said aloud, he felt that the character of that kid Yi Haoqing made the old man tomb as a lobbyist. Let it go and feel at ease.

"Elder tomb, the next clan will set up the Fire Temple, I want to gather the heritage from all quarters, gather the heads of the ten thousand families, and compile the heritage of our civilization, so your burden will not be easy in the future.

Over the long years, many things have been buried in the ground. Whether they are useful or not, you have to dig them out."

"Yes."

The tomb absolutely nodded. In addition to compiling general explanations, the remaining time for the collection of the remains is to dig the graves everywhere to find the remains.

Although the land is barren, but ten thousand years ago, it was much better than it is now. A lot of things are buried in the ground. It is impossible to get the idea of ​​living people, but to kill people. This has been started long ago in Daxia. .

Soon Tomb Jue left the stone hall, and Xia Tuo lowered his head again to correct the animal skin scroll in front of him.

He also didn't expect that his family would collect so much rubbish, and he couldn't take it out for cultivation. Once he practiced, he wouldn't be able to keep fit, but he would have to die. Can you say it's scary?