The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"Disciples, remember."

Xun Fenghou said solemnly, with respect in his expression.

"I thought that your path was cut off, but I didn't think about it, but you have a chance to reappear. Your age is no longer young. Once your vitality goes downhill, you will be in a situation where you have no chance.

The old Shenhou's voice sounded, looking at the disciple in front of him.

Martial arts practice has various limitations. Even though practice can transform the body and increase the lifespan, there is a limit to the lifespan of a person. In terms of strength at the peak of the sacred realm, the lifespan is between one and two thousand years.

To put it simply, even if you continue to take the elixir of life extension, it is difficult for the strong in the sacred realm to break through the two thousand years of life limit. This is the rule of heaven and earth. It is not that people who do not break the rules, but such people are ultimately a minority. The fish that slipped through the net under the will of heaven and earth.

Among his three direct disciples, Xun Fenghou was not the oldest, the oldest was Hong Feng, who had no chance to attack the land.

When accepting disciples back then, they were not ranked according to age, but according to the order of entry. After all, they have lived for hundreds of years, and the time gap of decades is not a big deal to warriors.

"According to the age of the defeat of the blood and energy, you still have another chance to attack the realm. The next time you will retreat in Tianhou Mountain, first transform the primordial spirit, and then merge into the spiritual thing."

"Yes, the disciple must first hand over the general affairs in his hand."

"Well, come back and retreat in peace."

...

Here, Xia Tuo returned to Heihufang City on the front foot, and followed him with the back foot.

After a conversation, Xia Tuo nodded and said in a deep thought: "Elder Xun practiced in retreat, and I have nothing to give away. Not long ago, I transformed my soul and ignited the sacred fire. I accidentally found a way to ignite the sacred fire. Some effects."

Then, Xia Tuo transmitted the sound of his move of drilling wood to make fire to Xun Fenghou, who was stunned.

Is this also possible?

There seems to be something wrong.

However, there seems to be no problem.

"Don't worry, I just ignited the sacred fire this way. Otherwise, how could it be possible to come out of the illusory world of the sacred fire in just a few days, just relying on luck to touch the sacred fire, who knows how long it will take."

Xun Fenghou didn't feel that Xia Tuo coaxed him with him. This was a major matter of promotion and cultivation. The reason for his trance was that the big hurdle of promotion and cultivation of the soul was broken in this way?

Let the gods go up and down the wasteland, why is the love?

It's really shameful.

It seems that sometimes relying on heaven to practice cultivation is useless, and you still have to rely on your own hands.

However, after so many years of cultivation, the right and wrong are still clear. Although the secret method is simple, it is far away from people who do not understand. Xia Tuo is full of gratitude for this kind of help. .

"I Xun Fenghou swears by myself that the method taught by the clan leader today will be in my ears. If there is no permission from the clan leader, I will never pass it on. If it is violated, the road to martial arts will be cut off."

Before Xia Tuo could react, Xun Fenghou had solemnly taken an oath.

After a while, Xia Tuo reacted and said softly: "When you drill wood for fire, a little spark can become a prairie fire. At this time, you need to be very careful, otherwise it will catch the fire and burn your body. When you return, crush the dead wood and don’t leave it. trace."

"Remember!"

After a stick of incense, Xia Tuo shook his head slightly, looking at the figure of Xunfenghou Yuan. Tianhou Mountain had helped Daxia a lot since he was old Shenhou to Xunfenghou. He didn't even think about the way to ignite the fire. Concealing.

A day later, all the tribe masters who were resting in Heihufang City received an edict. The old god of Tianhou Mountain summoned them, and immediately a group of people went to Tianhou Mountain.

The next day, news came out from the Tianhou Mountain that the masters of the tribes had received the teachings of the old gods, taught martial arts, and solved difficult points. The warriors of all races were temporarily placed under the management of the Northwest Alliance's Daxia Clan.

Whether outsiders believe it or not, Daxia himself believed it anyway.

Heihufang City, Stone Pagoda Hall.

Jian Ding was sitting in the hall, busy at his desk, holding a shining purple seal in his hand, pressing the Daxia Clan on the animal skin scroll.

These animal skin rolls are neatly cut, and each one is two feet long and one foot wide, with Daxia totem carved on the back and text written on the front.

These are the obituaries of the warriors of various races who died in the war.

On the side, Qiao'er filled in the name and place of birth of the war dead in the blank space on the covered animal skin roll. Next, the Daxia soldiers will take this roll of obituary to all parts of the northwest, and at the same time touch the family affairs. clear.

...

Tianhou Mountain, Wanling Peak.

The grass and trees on the top of the mountain are crisp, and there is a murmur of Qingquan, and there are two breaths in the stone temple next to the spring.

At this moment, Uncle Xinghai looked a little restrained in front of Xia Tuo. From Xing Wuji's body, it could be seen how turbulent the northwestern land had been in the past few decades.

Since the Saint King Mountain Range mocked the Wind Dragon Stele, nearly half of the uncle from the northwestern land disappeared, and then the Dongtian Holy Land appeared. The uncle who was sitting on the side was no longer as leisurely as the mountain king.

Xing Wuji was promoted to the Divine Power Realm with the help of the Three Pearls Cave Sky, and then was suppressed by the Three Pearl Cave Sky. In Xia Tuo's perception, Xing Wuji's aura was weaker than the normal Divine Power Realm.

Obviously, the supernatural power of Xing Wuji is not promoted by normal means. There are not many shortcuts to the martial arts. Either make up for it with the essence of heaven and earth, or make up for it with strong talents and opportunities. Otherwise, how do you fool it, the martial arts realm will also be. Fool you.

Xing Wuji is a living example. The martial art path is probably broken, and it stops at the first stage of the supernatural power stage. Of course, this is not all to blame him. Facing the Three Pearls, he has no strength to resist and can only be slaughtered.

Similarly, as the master of the Bo tribe, one must also have a corresponding strength, even if it is not as good as the normal master of the supernatural power realm, it is a supernatural power realm anyway.

"Star Clan Lord, come here today to ask for something."

After a moment of silence, Xia Tuo spoke first.

"Xia~Xia Clan Lord, please say, if Wuji can do it, it will never be deduced."

"The land of the Xinghai clan is a rare land where stars fall from the sky in the northwest. There are a large number of star cores falling from the sky. Now Daxia is preparing to build a teleportation witch formation. ."

"Ah~"

Hearing this, Xing Wuji was startled, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak well.

It is true that the land of the Xinghai clan is a land of falling stars, and meteorites can fall every once in a while, but in fact there is not much food left in the Xinghai clan.

My family knows that my family’s affairs have been eaten by star beasts underground. This is also the reason why Xinghai Clan rarely exchanges magic weapons made of star iron for so many years. It is indeed that the meteorite iron stars obtained from the clan are consumed. Up.

Looking at Xia Tuo, Xing Wuji was a little timid, said no?

Will Xia Tuo kill him!

Xing Wuji’s expression changes were seen by Xia Tuo, how can I say, at this moment, Xing Wuji is definitely not a qualified clan leader, or if it weren’t for the previous generation of Xinghai clan lord to disappear, this guy has not been at least in a short time. Qualified to be the clan leader.

Aside from strength, character alone is not enough.

I don't know if it has been hit by the Three Pearl Caverns, Xing Wuji does not have the courage that a supernatural power realm should have, and it can be weak.

"Brother Star, you and I are about the same age, I prepared a banquet, let's drink and talk."

Then, Xia Tuo came to Xing Wuji and walked outside the hall. Outside the hall was a pavilion, standing on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds.

"Come and sit down."

Xia Tuo filled up the wine and poured a glass for Xing Wuji, making Xing Wuji a little at a loss.

Suddenly, Xia Tuo raised his head and looked at Xing Wuji. After he was promoted to the soul, he became more aware of the fluctuations in the outside world. At this moment, he sensed a faint wave of fluctuations from Xing Wuji.

Soul hurt?

After pushing the cups and changing the cups, the two chatted with each other, gradually letting go of the constraints of Xing Wuji, but their expressions were still a little sluggish.

This made Xia Tuo even more sure that Xing Wuji had suffered a trauma to his soul.

"The Xinghai people are rich in star nuclei. This is a well-known thing in the Northwest. Is there any inconvenience for Brother Xing to say?"

Xia Tuo did not directly state his purpose. The Xinghai clan has been passed on for thousands of years in the land of the starfall. Before figuring out the secrets of the Xinghai clan, it is better to be careful. It depends on whether he can be promoted to the land. You can't be too careful, even if it is slower, you must ensure that you are foolproof.

Hearing the sound, Xing Wuji pondered again, and the copper wine cup in his hand was also tightened a bit.

Seeing Xing Wuji's appearance, Xia Tuo was patient, and said again: "Xinghai is the place where the nine stars gather, which coincides with the vision of the starry sky. This is a feng shui treasure land that can lay the foundation of the Hou Department.

But for so many years, my star-gazing sea clan has even suffered a bit of defeat for the foundation of the Bo Bu. Is there any hidden worry?"

Seeing Xing Wuji's silence, Xia Tuo continued to speak: "Now the situation in the Northwest is different. The Holy Land of Dongtian has been repelled. Now Daxia is the master of the Northwest. Daxia will not do things about the Holy Land of Dongtian. For the people of the wasteland, what matters should be discussed."

At this moment, Xing Wuji frowned, and his chaotic soul thoughts radiated out, appearing a little messy.

"Ah~"

Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo's expression changed, and the spiritual world soul suddenly got up, took a step and appeared outside, glanced at Xing Wuji who was holding his head, and walked toward his spiritual world with a cruel heart.

Xing Wuji's spiritual world is a yellow sand all over the sky, and the stars hanging high in the sky, each of them exudes crimson or earthy yellow, giving people a sense of solitude and desolation.

Xia Tuo stepped forward, and in the middle of the desolate world, he saw an earth-yellow mottled stone pillar, under the stone pillar Xing Wuji's true soul, just like the chain was placed under the stone pillar.

At this moment, Xia Tuo raised his head and looked at the sky. There were nine meteorites hanging in the sky in one, corresponding to this mottled stone pillar.