The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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In the main hall, Xia Tuo didn't say anything, quietly listening to Feng Old Man talking about the affairs of the Xuegong, from inside the Xuegong to outside the Xuegong, one by one.

In this way, when night fell, the mussel beads in the temple lit up with a soft glow, illuminating the darkness.

"Hey~ It seems that I am really old, so I'm talking about these useless things."

At this moment, the old man Feng shook his head and said: "The patriarch is here to find the old god, he went to the deep west.

I don't know why, in the past few years, this mountain range has been shaken three times in a row. The old Shenhou ran a few times and didn't notice it. There was a slight shake not long ago, so the old Shenhou went out again."

"Earth veins shaking?"

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's eyes showed a strange color. Earth vein vibration is normal in the wasteland, but regular vibrations really need to be checked. In many cases, the factor that triggers the earth vein vibration may be a spiritual object or something. The powerful beast is dormant.

After a moment of thought, he then said: "It's okay, I'm coming back this time, and I won't go out again in a short time. There is a witch doctor in the palace, how about this person?"

Hearing the sound, the old man Feng showed a smile on his old face, and said: "The patriarch meant Muqiao, this is a down-to-earth man. After I came to the school, he stayed in the school very securely. Now I take more than 30 young people to study medicine."

Listening to the words of Old Man Feng, it seems that he feels very good about the witch doctor who came to Zhu Rongyu.

"Patriarch, do you want to see him?"

"it is good."

"I'm making people shout."

Old man Feng got up and walked towards the outside of the temple. Not long after, a big wind bird screamed on the main peak and headed away.

With a stick of incense, the big wind bird crowed outside the temple, and the witch doctor Muchao arrived.

Xia Tuo saw a sturdy man with a middle-aged appearance. His face gave people a kind look. No wonder Feng Old Man commented this way.

"Is there anything Elder Feng came to me? Could it be that your old body is uncomfortable again."

Mu Qiao stepped into the main hall and said aloud that only then did he see not only the old man Feng, but also two young men and women sitting at the top of the hall. He was stunned for a while, and some did not react.

"What's happening? Come here, this is our Patriarch of Daxia."

"Ah~"

Hearing the sound, Mu Qiao hesitated for a while, before reacting, he hurriedly spoke, and said, "I~ No, Mu Qiao has seen the lord of the clan."

For a while, a strong man was a little at a loss, not knowing where to put both hands.

"Muqiao, come and sit down."

"I, I dare not sit."

Mu Qiao's appearance was invisible in Xia Tuo's eyes. In the same way, he was really not artificial, his personality was really like this, and Bai had such a strong physique.

Compared with other thin and thin wizards, Mu Qiao is really different.

In this regard, Xia Tuo didn't say to let him sit down, really afraid to scare him.

"Mu Qiao, let me ask you, who did your witch doctor inheritance follow?"

"I got it from the bones I found by chance in a barren mountain, and I practiced according to it. My aptitude is dull, and I have been practicing for so long. It still looks like this."

Mu Qiao said honestly.

Without the slightest concealment, Mu Qiao told Xia Tuo about his origin. In fact, this was the first time he had said about his origin. When he was taken to the palace, he had already told about his experience.

Muqiao is a small tribe from Zhurongyu. This small tribe was destroyed by another tribe. By luck, he escaped into the mountains and accidentally got the inheritance of witch doctors.

Having practiced alone in the mountains for more than 20 years, he came out thinking of revenge for his tribe, only to find that the small tribe that destroyed his tribe has long ceased to exist.

So he became a casual cultivator, has been living in Zhurongyu Shuhu City, and opened a small medical hall. It was barely enough, and then he was taken captive to Daxia.

After some exchanges, it can be seen that Mu Qiao is very satisfied with the life of the academy. His temperament is that he likes a stable environment with few disputes. Training a witch doctor in the academy is indeed suitable for him.

The person is good, but the strength is a bit lower.

After thinking about it for a moment, Xia Tuo felt that he needed to improve Mu Qiao's strength. At least he had to reach the Wuzun realm. The improvement of the realm would also transform himself, and perhaps his understanding would be improved.

Such talents would be a loss to Da Xia if they were due to poor strength, insufficient lifespan, etc. For Da Xia today, it is difficult to be promoted to a witch sect, but it is still difficult to pile up a peak of a wizard into a witch-sovereign state. There is a high chance of doing it.

The next day, Xia Tuo dispatched Muqiao to the Blackwater Wasteland. In the Blackwater Wasteland, Daxia's team of hunting ghosts has not stopped.

Then, he was not idle either, and headed towards the endless mountains west of the Xuegong.

A day later, on a lonely mountain in the depths of the wild ancient land, Xia Tuo and the old god stood with their hands.

"I have searched the ancient land for a million miles and found nothing unusual."

The old Shenhou said, his eyes still looking deep into the west. Although he didn't notice the reason for the shaking of the ground this time, he also discovered another unstable factor.

This factor has also been a concern for Xia Tuo for a long time.

No one knows how huge the savage ancient land is. There are poisonous insects everywhere and groups of wild beasts. There will naturally be high-level beasts, but now the only threats to Daxia are the beasts of the realm.

In fact, this is also inevitable. As Daxia explores the wild and ancient land, it is inevitable to conflict with the fierce beasts in the depths of the ancient land. In contrast, Daxia cannot give up the sufficient resources in the depths of the ancient land.

Apart from other things, three of the mineral veins that support the Great Xia Clan are now in the wild and ancient land, which can produce hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit crystals, a large number of fine stones and spirit crystal fragments every year.

The two of them did not have too much delay, and set off on the way back to the palace.

Xuegong Hall.

"Old Shenhou, this time I went out to exchange for an ice spirit orb with the body refining method that you gave me."

With that, Xia Tuo took out the Ice Spirit Orb, and the hall suddenly turned into a world of ice and snow.

The old Shenhou looked at the Ice Spirit Orb for a moment, and said: "It's worth it. If you change the body refining method, you can change it out. Anyway, a copy has been created. This pearl has the potential to transform into a law. In an extremely cold place, it is completely possible to transform into a heaven and earth spiritual thing."

The old god Hou could see the heels of the Ice Spirit Orb at a glance. For the Hou Tribe, the reserve of heaven and earth spirits also represented the depth of the tribe's heritage.

"Shenhou, juniors still need to borrow some middle-grade spirit crystals from Tianhou Mountain."

Hearing the sound, the old god Hou glanced at Xia Tuo, this is the treasury.

"It seems that it hasn't been long since the offering to the Magpie Ling clan. The lower-grade spirit crystal family has it, but the middle-grade spirit crystal is now full of more than a hundred thousand dollars. This requires several thousand yuan to be used for cultivation. "

"You go to Fenghou, Tianhou Mountain Mansion Store probably doesn't have much grain left."

After resolving the spirit crystals offered to the Que Ling clan, Xia Tuo changed his voice and said: "I am going to explore the Giant Mountain Range again and take back a part of the Spirit Stone, which will be used to enhance the strength of the warriors in the clan."

To recuperate and increase the population, Daxia's strength will naturally also increase. Now if Daxia gathers combat power, it is enough to come up with four masters of land development, and he has the opportunity to touch the Giant Mountain Range again and dig out a part of the Soul Stone.

Furthermore, this time we will go to the Giant Mountains again, so we have to make many preparations in advance.

After discussing with the old gods, Xia Tuo returned to the inner city of Daxia and summoned the elder Si Yang, the town demon.

The main hall of the sleeping hall.

"Patriarch."

Yang walked into the hall and saluted Xia Tuo, his body was filled with a faint life of death, which could not be felt by others, but for Xia Tuo, he felt it very clearly.

"After you refined the All-Spirit Stone, what's wrong in these years."

Hearing the sound, Yang groaned for a moment, and said, "When I was practicing, I felt a kind of obscure feeling, and the fighting spirit was running a little longer than before."

For more than thirty years after he was promoted to the first level of the supernatural power stage, Yang's cultivation was still in the first level of the supernatural power realm, barely reaching its initial peak state.

"How is the combat power?"

"The subordinates feel a little worse than the first-strength combat power of other supernatural powers, but it shouldn't be obvious. Under our Daxia command, the subordinates are all ordinary martial artists, so they didn't encounter any opponents. "

"Let's go, I will press my strength to the first level of the supernatural power realm. You do your best to make a shot, let's check it."

After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo said.

Although Zhu Rongyu passed the spirit stone to the gods, Xia Tuo was extremely sensitive to the aura of life and death, and he was suspicious of the spirit stone from the beginning.

Now that he wants to seize a large number of all spirit stones and improve the strength of the tribe, he naturally needs to check it carefully.

On a piece of grass outside the summer garden, Luo had a slender horizontal knife in his hand.

"Patriarch, I started."

As an old brother who followed Xia Tuo, he didn't have so much hypocrisy, and he didn't feel that his going all out would affect Xia Tuo.

Hum!

With the long knife in his hand, the rhyme of the wind became apparent, and Yang's figure seemed to blend into the wind, spanning a distance of tens of feet in the blink of an eye, and appeared in front of Xia Tuo.

Cang!

The mountain and river sword in Xia Tuo's hand fell, and for an instant Yang's figure flew backwards, holding a knife in both hands hundreds of meters away and piercing the ground, ploughing a deep gully, before stopping.

"Patriarch~"

Xia Tuo put away the sword of mountains and rivers and came to Elder Yang.

"Sit crosswise."

Hearing the sound, Yang sat cross-legged on the grass, and Xia Tuo came to his back, with black and white divine light in his palms sinking into his body, and the rhyme of life and death rolled like a river and rushed into Yang's limbs.

For the martial artist, death aura often blends with the yin and can obliterate vitality. The all-spirit stone is a kind of spiritual creature that blends life and death. It seems to enhance the strength of the fighter, but in the process of ascension, the death aura contained Then submerged into the martial artist.

For the martial artist, death energy will enter the body, which will cause great harm to the body.

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