The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Cang!

The sound of the sword sounded loudly and sounded one after another. Before everyone approached the sword base, a series of illusory ripple patterns emerged, outlined among the nine swords, and the unspeakable void fluctuations were derived, as if the location of the central hill was turned into an independent party. The spatial geography.

"Concentrate!"

Standing in mid-air, Xia Tuo took a deep breath, and the voice spread into everyone's spiritual world, and then everyone released their spiritual power at the same time and sank into the sword.

Cang!

In an instant, the sword sounded, and illusory ripples emerged in Xu Fangyuan around the hill, one after another, and Xia Tuo's spatial sword burst out with silver light, bright as a flower, and seemed to evoke nothingness. I saw a dim and deep area.

This sword formation was really too mysterious, and Xia Tuo used twelve points of energy to deal with unexpected situations.

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the Daowen on the sword was excited, and it gathered towards the space sword, and the space above the hill began to twist, drawing out a sword-shaped rune.

Cang!

In an instant, there seemed to be thousands of swords humming, dazzling divine light blooming, nine sword writings appeared in the illusory sword-shaped runes, illuminating the ancient wasteland.

The silver light bloomed, opening an ancient pathway.

This scene made Xia Tuo frown.

The sword-shaped rune was like a portal. The position inside the door was distorted with silver light, and it was not clear what was in it.

However, Xia Tuo didn't sense any sense of crisis, and this slightly made him relieved.

"Fat elder follow me in to find out, the rest are waiting outside."

After a while, Xia Tuo made a decision. Even if it is not dangerous, the unknown always makes people feel that there is a fear hidden on the left and right.

Then the two of them stepped towards the twisted silver light, as if through a heavy water gate, and then their feet were on the ground.

It's a cave~!

The cave is full of light, not looking dull, the walls of the mountain are light gray-brown, and the cave is filled with rich decay and dullness.

"The spirit is imprisoned."

The fat brother frowned, the blue light in his pupils was annihilated, he was unwilling to try it again, his bloodline secret technique failed here.

Wen Sheng Xia Tuo tried to mobilize his mental power, and found that his mental thoughts were directly suppressed in the spiritual world, and he couldn't rush out at all. He was like this, so Fat Brother naturally didn't need to say more.

Not only that, the cave seems to be very closed, and even the Dao Fa breath is isolated, and even the blood qi is stagnant.

After a moment of precipitation, the two began to step forward. The cave was not deep, but only a hundred meters long. After the two passed through the cave tunnel, they saw a space of one hundred meters in size. The fog began to dim, and the center of the cave was vaguely visible. The shadow stands tall.

The two of them then stepped, approaching five feet away from the phantom, before they could see clearly.

The worn-out animal-skin clothing had turned white, and the fluff had fallen out, but it was not nearly as clean. In the position of the sleeve of the right hand, the one with the thickness of the finger and half a foot long tended to be a round stone strip, which was suspended in the sleeve.

At the sleeve on the left, there is a slate tile.

The figure stood, the animal skin jacket propped up, but it was just a piece of clothing.

There is no body in the animal skin, but it still stands like a real person.

Xia Tuo saw that the round stone strips hanging in the air on the sleeve of his right hand became sharper at the lower position, as if it were a pen, so the left side should be a stone book.

"It's an ordinary animal skin suit. The reason why it hasn't been destroyed is because of the immortal mind blessing of the supporting animal skin suit."

At this time, the fat brother said aloud.

Xia Tuo didn't feel the existence of any ideas on the animal skins, but ordinary animal skins were immortal. This was a strange thing. Fat brother's statement was very reasonable. After all, the animal skins were supported like real people, and naturally they needed strength to exist.

Now he entered a dilemma. Nine Swords Formation was so mysterious and unparalleled, and it was here that he was protecting. If there was no mysteriousness, he really didn't believe it.

But the cave is so big,

Then Xia Tuo looked at Fat Brother, who was also a little helpless.

"Could it be true that the Nine Swords Formation is really the garment used by this existence to protect himself?"

In response to this, Xia Tuo walked slightly towards the figure in the animal skin suit in front of him, carefully approached within one metre, and looked carefully again.

Ordinary enough to not be in ordinary animal skins.

It is common in uncommon stones.

After a while, he boldly reached out and touched the floating stone pen.

Hum!

At the moment of touching, Xia Tuo's figure quickly backed away, and immediately afterwards, she saw that the calm lake surface was broken, and illusory ripples appeared.

For a while, as if the balance had been broken, the animal skins that had been standing before withered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, turning into gray-white powder and spilling on the ground.

The hanging stone pen and the stone book cracked inch by inch, and the gray-brown powder was scattered on the ground.

Well, nothing is left.

After a while, Xia Tuo realized that there was really nothing left.

This……

This scene made the two of them stunned.

Is it true that it is a garment grave?

The fat brother laughed, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The Nine Sword Array placed in the outside world is definitely enough to cause the royal family to compete. This is good, and it protects a cave.

Immediately after the two unwilling people, they checked every inch of the cave one by one and determined that there were no organs, secret passages, or scriptures, etc., and they reluctantly closed their hands.

Surprised?

Was it unexpected?

"It seems that this is a senior expert who is unwilling to leave a legacy."

The fat brother said softly, spreading his hands helplessly.

This is also very common in the wasteland. Some strong people think differently. They are still lucky, at least there is no more killing array in the cave.

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded. At this moment, he had already condensed his mind. Although he didn't get any treasure in the cave, the Nine Sword Formation was a great treasure. When he returned to the clan to gather wizards for enlightenment, It will definitely help Daxia's development beyond imagination.

"Let's go."

After relaxing his mind, Xia Tuo wasn't entangled. He turned his head and glanced at the scattered powder on the ground, his expression condensed slightly, and he reacted after a while and walked out of the cave.

"Oh~"

The fat brother sighed and walked out of the cave.

...

"Patriarch."

Seeing Xia Tuo and Fat Brother come out, everyone waiting outside spoke up.

Jian Di did not make a sound, seeing Xia Tuo calmly coming out, the tension in his eyes gradually eased.

"Qiao'er, use this hill as the tomb here, and set up a tombstone to write a letter to the tomb of the unnamed predecessor.

Xia Tuo said this suddenly, which surprised everyone, but he didn't refute anything.

"Okay, Uncle."

...

After a short while, everyone was seated in the stone hall of the site of the remains, with Xia Tuo and Jian Lian sitting on top, and the rest of the people on both sides.

"Elder Hunkong, the next step is to build a teleportation witch formation in large quantities to communicate with the Northwest."

Xia Tuo opened his mouth and said that the secret hiding in the Legacy Land is now over, and it is natural to look at the development of the tribe.

"Yes."

"Everyone has seen the Nine Sword Array. There are sword texts on it, which are close to the innate Taoism. It is the source of Taoism and witchcraft. These nine swords need to be used well. How do you think they should be used?"

"The patriarch, let's leave it to the Witch Academy. Daxia's most talented witch cultivators are in the Witch Academy. The deduction and use of the Nine Swords are naturally handed over to the Witch Academy."

Broken Hengdao said.

"Subordinates agree with Elder Broken."

Long Xiangsheng also echoed.

"Clan Lord, many people have been transferred out of the Witch Academy, and they still need to have their own tasks. I am afraid that they are not strong enough to derive the nine-handed sword."

At this time, Hun Kong said: "Now in the Northwest, our Daxia family is the only one. Can we recruit some famous and talented warriors in the Northwest to be included in the Witch Courtyard."

Hun Kong talked about recruiting people, but it didn't mean expanding his own small power. He was originally returned from Zhu Rongyu by Xia Tuoyu, so he did not reject the recruitment of outsiders.

Even if the recruits are much worse than the inherited clan, some are better than none. Besides, Daxia can only find some people that the clan looks down on to help.

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded. He had previously issued an edict to set up the recruitment hall, but that was in Tianhuo and Wangu Road, and the scope was not large.

At the moment, I can take the Northwest and recruit from the entire range. After all, even if the martial arts are barren, there must be one or two talents that are good.

Well, take a step back and say, even if there is no fish that slips through the net, more people is at least an advantage, isn't it?

For the deciphering of innate Taoism, what is needed is not the insight of one person, because everyone's perception is different.

Once such a thing is discovered by the outsiders, it is absolutely impossible to get in.

Not only that, but it will hide to death. Even the people of this clan only have some important and direct lineages to comprehend. This has caused the interruption of the inheritance of civilization, and the grasp of Daoyun has become a family statement.

Only by merging hundreds of families together can we truly embrace all the rivers.

"Elder Hunkong is right. A person has only one idea, and one more person can have one more idea."

Xia Tuo nodded. The Northwest was already barren and backward compared to the border and wasteland. It was indeed a good way to concentrate on overcoming difficulties.

"Old sage generals, there are old friends who are widows and lonely and have no tribal ties, you can invite them to Daxia."

Everyone has become accustomed to Xia Tuo's sudden change of style, and even talking about the Nine Sword Formation, it has been involved in the Haohai God General.

Hun Kong's words reminded Xia Tuo that since it is a recruitment, it is entirely possible to expand the scope of recruitment. How big is the northwestern land, and how many people can there be after tens of thousands of years of desolation?

Go to Zhurongyu!

Take advantage of the end of the demon chaos soon, quickly turn around ~ please wave.

It was changed at noon, and I was not feeling well.