The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

When Xia Tuo said this, Huo Wuwang suddenly remembered that he had also entered the small world in the Saint King Mountain Range. He knew that there was such a existence, but it surprised him.

After thinking about it for a while, he went on to say: "The small world of the Saint King Mountain Range, the subordinates have also entered, and got a small chance in it, and only then has a smooth journey in the Divine Tibetan Realm.

However, this small world has limitations, only the strong below the supernatural power realm can enter it, and can only stay in it for a month."

Xia Tuo knew this. He didn't interrupt Huo Wuxuan and listened quietly.

"Clan Lord, this small world is actually known to other uncles in the Northwest, but the other uncles entered the Northwest Territory at a different time from the other uncles in the Northwest Territory. There is a time interval between them, which can just be staggered. , Because of this, everyone is in peace. There are many opportunities in the small world, and everyone finds their own."

"Does the Yaozu know?"

"Remember to hear my father say that once there was a strong monster from the monster clan who spied on this small world, but in the end he was defeated. The monster from the clan warrior couldn't enter the small world. Once inside, he fell."

According to what Huo Wuwang said, the other uncles of the Northwest Dadi can also enter the small world, that is to say, each clan has a command symbol.

This was easy, Xia Tuo didn't open his mouth to let Huo Wuwang hand over the receiving order.

After Huo Wuwang left, Xia Tuo transmitted the sound to Qiao'er, asking him to look for the spirit objects from the Xinghai Clan to see if there was any leading talisman.

By the way, I went to my own mansion to take a look. The Luoshui people's things were also collected back then, and some things that were not clear have been piled there for hundreds of years.

...

Jinwuxi falls, and the sunset glows in the west of the border wasteland. It stretches endlessly across the north and south. Soon the glow is shrouded in the twilight, and the darkness will float over the great summer city, and the endless wilderness outside the city will become a piece of Dim.

In Daxia City, the lights are still brightly lit, and on the terraces inside the city walls, there are inlaid gems that radiate light.

Inner city, sleeping hall.

Xia Tuo came from the outside and stepped into the main hall of the hall. After seeing Jian Liao sitting on the wooden table at the top of the main hall, the desk was looking at a scroll of animal skins.

The upper part of the hall is inlaid with gems and mussel beads, which are shining brightly, neither dazzling nor dull.

Hearing the footsteps, Jian Li raised his head, then lowered his head and continued to look at the animal skin scroll, and said aloud: "There are so many witches in our clan, why not train them to become witch doctors."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo, who was already sitting on the wooden chair, shook his head lightly and said, "This is not easy. The Witch Academy needs to ensure a certain number of Witch Cultivators.

We have the fault of wizards and witches. It’s impossible to promote civilization without cultivators. Warriors can only be guardians. If you really want to learn about Taoism, study some witchcraft, runes, etc., you still have to rely on wizards. Row."

"Atuo, with our strength, it is impossible to take full account of it. If the stalls are not spread too large, there will be loopholes. Didn't you talk about focusing on big things before?"

Jianzhe put the animal skins away, got up and walked to Xia Tuo's side, nestled behind him, and said again: "The most important thing for us right now is to control the northwest land.

Rather than comprehend what Nine Sword Formation, research out what new witchcraft, formations, or even armor, spells.

Let's first ensure the unity of the Northwest, fully control it, and then talk about other things, such as focusing on what to do to recruit talents, improving the teleportation witch formation, flying boat and so on."

Leaning behind Xia Tuo, with both hands sticking out to embrace Xia Tuo, his face rubbed against Xia Tuo's, Jian Liao squinted his eyes slightly.

"Atuo, I know you have a big heart, but after all, we have only established a clan for two hundred years."

Phoo~

Upon hearing the sound, Xia Tuo let out a long sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and grabbed the jade hand that Jian Li stretched out, and then said aloud: "Listen to you,

...

The night was deep, and the stone bed in the sleeping hall was filled with an aura of sluggishness, and the soft animal skins on the stone bed were turned messily.

After a long period of silence, a water-blue three-foot sword appeared in the center of the stone bed. Xia Tuo and Jian Liao sat cross-legged, the three-foot water sword suspended in front of them, and the faint water ripples bloomed.

The water sword levitated slightly, and the'hydrology' at the hilt of the sword loomed, and the sound of a huge wave slapped.

"Water conserves all things without fighting, but it can be turned into ice, sharp and sharp, and frozen for thousands of miles..."

"Water is impermanent, man is impermanent, and things can change at any time..."

...

Xia Tuo's primordial spirit separates the spiritual thoughts, which affects the thoughts of Jian Lian, and jointly understands the "hydrology" on the water sword. The spiritual thoughts of the two are directly transformed into a strand, sharing the same idea.

Jian Lian practiced the cold ice kendo. The cold ice was transformed by water. It was extremely sharp and matched the sharp edge of the kendo. Even so, it came out of the waterway.

With the traction of Xia Tuo, Jian Lian quickly deepened the speed of her own Frost Sword Comprehension, and with the help of Nine Swords, she did not know how many times faster than her own comprehension.

...

The next day, Qiao'er came to the sleeping hall and gave the two lead orders to Xia Tuo. Then Xia Tuo summoned Haohai God General and Hun Kong, mobilized other people in the clan, and entered the Saint King Mountain Range to see if he could Break the barrier to enter the small world.

The small world of the Holy King Mountain Range restricted the entry of warriors above the Divine Tibetan Realm. He asked the two to check and see if there could be a way to establish a stable path, so that the small world could become Daxia's fixed The medicine garden.

Hun Kong was a little puzzled about Xia Tuo's edict. After all, Xia Tuo had just sent him back to be responsible for the construction of the teleportation witch formation, but he did not expect to receive the teleportation witch formation order to temporarily postpone it.

In the following time, Xia Tuo dealt with family affairs during the day, and in the evening took the sword to understand the sword text. Among the nine-handed Dao swords, the swords were two handles, the water sword and the bronze sword.

...

Wild and ancient land, a place of heritage.

Under a copper cauldron measuring ten meters in diameter, a blazing flame burned, and a strong smell of flesh was permeated in the copper cauldron. On the side, a warrior carried the split wood into the cauldron.

Above the bronze cauldron, with Huang's illusory figure spreading teeth and dancing claws, staring at the bronze cauldron.

Not far away, Fat Brother leaned on a polished stone bed without any image, squinted at Cheng Huang, while Long Xiangsheng sat on a plate, holding a bone book carved from a broken white bone in his hand. Seeing, sometimes frowned and sometimes confused.

Cuckoo~~

There was a boiling sound in the copper cauldron, and the aroma filled all directions.

"Well, no need to add firewood."

Hearing the voice of Fat Brother, the warriors on the side stopped one after another.

"Chenghuang, it's time for dinner."

Hearing the sound, the phantom with its teeth and claws in mid-air rushed towards the copper cauldron. Suddenly there was the sound of splashing soup. The meat soup in the copper cauldron disappeared at a speed visible and visible, even with animal bones. Disappear.

In a short while, after taking the yellow food, the inner wall of the copper cauldron was smooth and shiny, as if it had been licked clean.

"Will you still eat?"

The fat brother asked aloud that through friendly communication with Chenghuang Zhenhun these days, he has developed a little understanding with Chenghuang Zhenhun.

Regarding this, he was not in a hurry. Seeing Cheng Huang shaking in mid-air, the fat brother waved his hand and said, "Continue to stew!"

Hearing the sound, the pure-blooded fierce beast had been peeled and cleaned in the distance. It was chopped into many pieces by the clansmen, and they were carried into the copper cauldron and thrown into the copper cauldron. After that, they poured a large basin of refined salt and various mountain treasures such as ginseng. , Ling Mushroom, etc. Finally, spring water was added.

Immediately afterwards, the fire ignited again, and the raging flame enveloped the copper cauldron. This cauldron of medicinal food needed to be cooked for three days and three nights, during which a large number of low-grade spirit crystals were added as a combustion aid.

The fat brother rolled his body, squinted his eyes, and seemed to fall into a false sleep, but he was actually comprehending his own Taoism.

The savage ancient land is very large, and wanting to find the bone-buried place left by the innate true spirit is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so he put his idea on the Huang Zhen soul.

Since there are true souls with innate true spirits here, there must be leftover bones no matter what.

I'm afraid that I won't find it after I've finished Chenghuang?

The true soul of Chenghuang seems to like to devour meat soup, so Fat Master will do what he likes. If you like to eat, eat more. It's not too late.

This is wherever I go. I only ate for a month. His psychological expectation is to eat him for a year first and find me the skills to communicate with him.

He tried to communicate with his spiritual thoughts, but when Chen Huang Zhenhun felt the spiritual thoughts, he swallowed it directly. As for the talk, Cheng Huang couldn't understand it.

The language is impassable and the spiritual ideas disappear, and there is a generation gap. Of course, the meat soup in this month is not for nothing, and a tacit understanding has been formed between the fat brother and the true soul of Chenghuang.

"Huh~"

Cheng Huang, who was floating in the air, kept changing his appearance, staring at the fat brother with hollow eyes, and let out a cry.

The fat brother in the silence moved his ears slightly, and he was a little bit awkward. He still didn't understand the meaning of this call. After eating a pot of meat soup, the true soul of Chenghuang would make a cry.

Chenghuang is a heaven and earth spirit beast. It is rumored that anyone who sits on his back can increase his life by two thousand. This is the lifespan of a warrior who has just entered the realm.

For a moment, the fat brother's chubby cheeks trembled, could it be possible that Huang Zhenhun asked him to ride?

Suddenly, the fat man felt his chrysanthemum be tight.

Sit on the yellow seat and increase your life by two thousand. This is far more miraculous than any elixir of life extension, that is, the ass will suffer a bit.

"Huh~"

Seeing Fat Brother looking towards him, Zhen Huang Zhenhun who was floating in the air let out a cry again, and fell from the air, approaching Fat Brother ten feet away, staring at him.

"Huh~"

"No, no, I won't sit down."

Fat brother couldn't help but waved his hand, Cheng Huang's back was not easy to sit on.

"If you want to thank you, tell me where there are buried spiritual bones, the same bones that existed before you were alive."

Hearing the sound, Cheng Huang tilted his head and looked at Fat Brother, a faint mist appeared in Kong's eyes.

ps Let me tell you in advance, tomorrow day and morning to go out and have something to do, no update at noon, more at night