The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

In the true spirit world of the clear water and green lotus, every drop of water is like a world of water, and every bit of it is full of mystery.

This is similar to the so-called one sand, one world, one leaf and one bodhi in his previous life. This sudden insight made Xia Tuo feel that he could give it a try, starting from the little bit, and then deriving a greater transformation.

Hum!

In the palm of his palm, the azure blue water burst into ripples, blooming like waves. Xia Tuo looked at the rhyme of the water, his eyes slowly closed, and he was ready to take the road to enlighten the rhyme.

The azure blue water bloomed in his palm, and the light like ripples dispelled the darkness around him, and the divine light submerged Xia Tuo's deity in it.

The whole cave, except for the blue light flickering, was completely silent.

...

Five years later.

The years of the wild land do not count the years, the years and time passed between the fingers, and in a blink of an eye it has reached 43,904 years of the Chi Ming calendar.

Outside the hidden mountain range, blood was permeated, fierce beasts fell to the ground, and poisonous gas filled the surroundings. The Daxia people who came out of the dark fort skillfully sorted out the fierce beasts on the ground.

Many of them carried firewood on their shoulders, piled them together, poured grease on them, and started to ignite them to dissipate the poisonous gas. Piles of bonfires ignited, the fire crackled, and the flames filled the sky, turning the overflowing poisonous gas into black smoke.

"Hurry up, it's going to be dark, and the miasma in the woods is about to turn up."

Wearing thick armor, his whole body was wrapped tightly, and his gas mask was tied with a rope of animal skin and hung in front of his chest. He shouted to the tribe in front of him who was wearing the same clothes.

Hearing his shouting, the figures rushing out from all around accelerated the things in his hands, dragged or dragged, dragging the fallen beast towards the mountain, and at the same time, the beast that had not yet died was given a knife.

All the fierce beasts that can be dragged away by them are semi-pure blood level and above, and the rest will be corroded by poisonous gas, and they will come out to pick up the beast core when the day is good.

The crowd dragged the fierce beast into the mountain eagerly, and saw the golden crow fall, and night fell, and Jie led the last group of people into the dark fort. As for the fierce beast before it had time to collect it, he left it on the spot.

Soon, the old forest was filled with colorful miasma, which surged up like billowing clouds, turning into thick clouds and mist from a position three feet above the ground.

After entering the cave, the clansmen became busy again, began to skin cramps and sort out the beasts.

"Lao Ji, how did you get this time?"

Wedge walked out of a tunnel and asked Ji, who had just returned.

"This time the tide of beasts is too small, and the leader is just a fierce beast comparable to the mid-term of our Human Race God Tibet, and there are too few fierce beasts entering the ranks under his command."

Hearing the sound, Wedge laughed and said, "Oh, you old jail, I think you have had a bad appetite in the past few years, and you don't like these ordinary beasts."

It’s no wonder that the wedge laughs at Jue. In the past few years, the beast tide outside the relics has erupted every few days, but there is no such big beast eruption five years ago. The biggest one was only Akabane. Fangniao organized.

Unfortunately, in the end Bi Fangniao ran away again.

Every beast tide is an opportunity for Daxia to become rich. Daxia now needs a large number of high-quality animal skins to replace the innate god gold. Only here can he obtain so many high-level evils. Animal skins.

"Okay, these fierce beasts will be handed over to you, and I have to check the defense of the bunker."

Then, Jie said to the wedge aloud, and then disappeared into the dark along a dark passage.

Seeing Jiu leave, Wedge didn't care, and then told the busy tribesmen in the cave: "Everyone should work harder, tidy up the skin, membrane, tendons, and bones and send them to other caves."

...

Pill Cave, here is the place where Qingliu refines pill pills. Over the years, he has brought more than 20 ordinary wizard pill masters in the clan to refine poison pill and detox pill at the same time.

The large Dandong is filled with stone shelves, each with hollow lattices, and each lattice is filled with jade boxes and bottles.

At this moment, Qingliu did not control the pill furnace, but Qiaoling was in charge. After Qingliu, Qiaoling became the second person in Daxia to refine the underground witch pill.

However, Qiao Ling is a bit strange.

The ground-level witch pill she refined was called Lingqiao Chaos Pill.

This kind of pill is a real poison pill, and when a warrior of the gods in the Tibetan realm takes one, it will corrode all the divine orifice qi sea opened up by the whole body and return to chaos, and finally the whole body will rot and die.

This kind of poison pill was produced by Qiao Ling himself, and with this pill laid the foundation for him to become an underground wizard pill.

For this reason, Qiao'er and Qing Liu, who were masters, were melancholy for three days.

Especially Qing Liu, why didn't he want to understand, why did the apprentice he brought with him practiced crookedly?

If the dignified spirit pill is not refined, it becomes a poison pill.

Qingliu somewhat doubted if he was not good at teaching apprentices.

Bai Ling, the first disciple, became a spiritual planter. Finally, this disciple was a good seedling of alchemy. However, the spirit pill did not make poison pills, so there was only one disciple, Liao Zhuo, who could not be crooked anymore.

This master is really tired.

Qiao Ling sitting in front of the copper stove, with two big eyes bright and bulging in a small animal skin bag embroidered with colorful divine birds diagonally across her shoulders, she casually took out a fiery red fruit from it and moved towards Suck it in your mouth.

While eating, he heard the sound of footsteps, Qiaoling turned his head and saw Qingliu coming, and said aloud: "Master is back, my furnace pill is about to finish refining. Just put it into the water to ensure a The big lake is soaked."

Hearing this, Qing Liu couldn't help but caress his forehead.

"How old."

Then I saw Qiao Ling, both arms spread out.

"So big."

"When the patriarch leaves the customs, he will definitely reward you heavily."

"Really!"

Qiao Ling's two big eyes narrowed into crescents, very happy.

"Really."

Qingliu nodded and looked at the poison in the cave. His disciple was so gifted with poison pills. The origin is still in the patriarch. If the patriarch does not allow the refining of poison pills, how could Qiaoling be inspired to refining poison pills. , When the patriarch leaves the customs, he must talk to him, what a spiritual disciple, and see what is going to happen now.

...

In the depths of the Hidden Mountains, there was a sound of water crashing in the cave, and a series of hazy water splashes appeared, overflowing with a kind of air that is above nothingness, as if the difference between upper and lower creatures.

In the depths of the spray, Xia Tuo sat cross-legged, surrounded by a long blue river, rolling through his body. The long river was deep and long, and it seemed to contain endless mystery.

This is a long river of laws, which belongs to the presentation of the laws of water. The laws are different from Taoism. They are the further sublimation of Taoism and Taoism, which really touches the existence of Taoism.

The Dao Fa that the martial artist evolves in the supernatural power realm, the looming Dao Fa divine form is just a vague imprint in the origin of the Dao Fa, and once the law is derived, it can be combined with the true spirit god left over from the origin law. The shape resonates.

At this moment, the breath of the law of water clings to Xia Tuo's whole body. In the long river of water, his spiritual ideas blend into it, and what he sees is endless water.

In the water, he also saw a dim phantom. These are the imprints left by the strongest creatures who practiced water law since the birth of heaven and earth. There are beasts and other races, and the imprints of gods are strong and weak. , But even the weakest brings him an unattainable situation.

He derives his own law of water with the water law of clear water and green lotus. Although it is only a first glimpse, it is a earth-shaking change.

Just getting started with the law of water gave him a feeling of being able to control the great waters. Unfortunately, the distance and the degree of induction of the gods in the long river of the law of water were still a thousand miles away.

Moreover, his major is not water law, water law is just a springboard for him to practice life and death, mountains and rivers, and the introduction of the law of water has an opportunity to move other laws.

Boom!

At this moment, the long river of blue laws surrounding him quivered, and an illusory earthy yellow continent was floating, colliding with the river, and then shaking violently with the roar.

In a moment, all the gods in Xia Tuo's body cracked every inch.

Or not.

He tried to provoke the integration of water and soil and evolve the laws of mountains and rivers, but he was still incapable.

The original deity of the law of water is the long river of water, the original deity of the law of earth is the land of the earth, and the original deity of the single law derived from the heavens and the earth is constant.

However, the two kinds of Taoism are blended, and the evolution of the law of the gods depends on the martial artist. For example, Xia Tuo uses the two laws of water and soil to evolve the rhyme. What kind of laws and gods will be constructed depends on himself. The good fortune.

As for the law that the Great Way of Life evolved, he himself didn't know right now.

Hum!

The divine form beside him disappeared, Xia Tuo’s palm bloomed with a little sparkle, turning into a droplet shape, crystal clear, and a long river evolved from this little droplet. This is the magical part of the avenue. Every drop is the world. It is no longer limited to feelings of size.

At the very beginning, because Dao Talisman was mutually formed, he thought the law would also form a god chain.

After several years of comprehension, he has already understood that the law is mysterious and the god chain shape is just one of the forms, and the law can be transformed into various forms.

The long river of law of water that a drop of water derives dissipated in Xia Tuo's eyes. He condensed his breath. The law of mountains and rivers that merged with water and soil was not yet mature, and it took some time to settle.

After converging his mind, his quasi-prime spirit sank into the phoenix nest, and the clear water and green lotus suspended in the phoenix nest world. Seeing Xia Tuo's appearance, he shook in awe.

The water above the lotus pod was rippling, and a lotus flower appeared, and then the lotus shattered, revealing a little boy wearing a lotus leaf belly, with chubby limbs like lotus root, and a lotus flower growing on his head.

"You have taken my magic weapon, why don't you let me go!"