The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"Atuo~"

In the world of purple energy, Uu flew down. He had always thought of himself as a star, hanging above the world of purple energy.

But~!

Unexpectedly, Xia Tuo of Gou Ri really ignored him.

Discouraged!

Come down and forget it by yourself.

Why should you embarrass yourself.

It's not fun.

"Brother Tak~"

"go away!"

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo raised his hand and patted the whistle.

Woo, who was shot flying, rolled in the void, and said with a grin: "The familiar feeling is back."

Xia Tuo: "..."

"In the past 20 years, the purple gas pillars have not increased. What is the reason?"

When Xia Tuo asked, he got up and said: "This is almost the same as the peace of martial arts practice, the more difficult it becomes, the same is true of the purple energy gathering Shizhu.

The closer the promotion is, the slower the accumulation will be. At this time, a transformation process is involved. It is not that a qualitative change will occur in the instant of promotion. In fact, this qualitative change will have some early signs.

And the most important point is that at present, our people, territories, and strong people in Daxia are all lacking. They have all reached the standard of becoming a Hou, but the earth veins are dragging their feet.

Let’s take practice as an example. In martial arts practice, you must take steps one step at a time, without the slightest negligence. It's like being promoted to a land. If you have some physical defects, do you think you will be promoted successfully?"

Woo fell on Xia Tuo's head, and then said: "The ground veins are the last shortcomings of our promotion department in Daxia. I will tell you the most important thing. The amount of water in the wooden barrel depends on the shortest piece of wood."

Lifting Wuwu from the top of his head, put it aside, Xia Tuo Yuanshen returned and returned to his deity.

Before the ground veins were formed, he seemed to be worried and there was nothing he could do. This was really helpless, and he couldn't help the old dragon hatch the spiritual veins.

How to do?

He really can't do anything about it.

Practice it.

The days of cultivation really passed very quickly. One year later, Yunlan Mountain, which refines the all-spirited stone, left the pass, and his luck was restored to the Wuzong realm with good luck, but the combat power can only be used to achieve its own realm. to make.

Even so, the Wuzong realm is always the Wuzong realm.

Before that, He Ge and Huo Lingyun had already left the customs one after another and were promoted to the supernatural power realm.

On this day, Xia Tuo did not practice, and was dealing with family affairs in the main hall of the sleeping hall. The psychic skeleton on his body lit up, and Long Xiangsheng passed the news.

"Elder Long, what happened?"

Looking at the figure manifested in the psychic skeleton, Xia Tuo asked.

"The clan leader, has dug up the high-grade spirit crystal."

In Long Xiangsheng's words, there was a touch of surprise. From spying on the high-grade spirit crystal to digging it out, it took a long time. These years, he stayed in Thousand Cliffs Valley to dig the high-grade spirit crystal.

Without delay, Xia Tuo headed towards Qianyagu.

...

In the Thousand Cliffs Valley, the grass and trees are lush and full of aura. After years of management, an elixir garden has been cultivated here.

Under Long Xiangsheng's guidance, Xia Tuo entered the depths of the mine. The place where the high-grade spirit crystal appeared was at the secluded stream position that was dug out.

After the high-grade spirit crystals were dug out, the tribesmen who were digging in the mines stopped work and added tribesmen to look after them.

Before reaching the bottom, Xia Tuo felt a strong spiritual meaning, and a bright feeling seemed to rise in the mine.

After traveling a hundred meters away, Xia Tuo finally saw the bottom of the mine. Amidst the light, a dragon's shadow was lying on its back, dimming and brightening with each breath.

In the light, Long Yin was silent, as if falling asleep.

Xia Tuo personally walked to the spirit crystal, and the mountain and river sword in his hand chopped down the surrounding rock walls. The surrounding rocks have long been as strong as gods. That's it.

As the surrounding rocks were chopped down, the spirit crystal was exposed. This is a rough stone, the size of an adult's fist, and can be divided into at least five high-grade spirit crystals.

Holding the Lingjing in his hand, the shadow of the Linglong disappeared, Xia Tuoqiang suppressed the impulse of refining in his body, and the bright light of the Lingjing illuminated his eyes, and one of them could be seen swimming like a dragon.

Around this high-grade spiritual crystal rough stone, there are several scattered middle-grade rough stones, each of which is the size of a human head. Obviously this vein has existed for too long. Since the spiritual veins solidified, the spiritual meaning has gradually moved along the crust. The cracks in the rocks poured back into other places.

"The rocks here are too strong. Let the people who mine here go to other mines to dig. Here I will let the Dragon Sparrow Guard dig."

After thinking about it, Xia Tuo told Long Xiangsheng.

Soon, Longquewei stationed in this mine and began to continue digging the spirit crystal veins, and Xia Tuo took this high-grade spirit crystal and returned to the cave of Daxia City.

"Hey, the high-grade Lingjing rough stone, the spiritual meaning is quite sufficient."

As soon as Xia Tuo just took out the rough stone in the earth veins and the sky, Lao Yuan said a word.

"Boy, you won't dig up all the veins. This is the source of the veins. Just throw a horn in the corner, and wait for thousands of years to become a spirit mine."

"Am I the kind of person who does a one-shot deal?"

"No."

Lao Yuan nodded solemnly this time.

"You are the kind of person who can't wait to make a couple of oils even from the bones."

Then, Lao Yuan changed his voice and said, "Do you want the earth veins to refine this rough stone?"

Lao Yuan's question is very boring, it's not obvious.

"I think you don't give the ground veins anymore. Look at how the ground veins are now bloated. They used to be a big fat man after one bite. Now he still has indigestion. If you want to be promoted to the middle grade, you can only think about it."

The old dragon of the earth veins was glowing with colorful divine light, and his body was indeed more than two laps larger than it was at the beginning.

"Hey, did the ancestor owe you in his previous life."

At this time, Lao Yuan said quietly.

"You didn't ask whether the earth veins could be transformed as soon as possible."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo turned his head to look at Lao Yuan, and said in deep thought, "Didn't you say there is no way last time?"

"The way is to figure it out. Besides, now and then, you have to be good at observing."

Lao Yuan glared at Xia Tuo, and then said, "If you don't believe me, ask about the earth veins. Is the rate of transformation in the body in recent years more than twice as fast as in the last century?"

"Ok."

Xia Tuo was taken aback and looked at the old dragon.

Dimai Laolong raised his huge head and nodded.

"It's true that the speed of refining is much faster. It started more than 30 years ago, and the speed is also slowly accelerating. Although the increase is not obvious, it can be felt."

"How is this going?"

Suddenly, Xia Tuo looked at Lao Yuan.

"Didn't I tell you, be good at observation."

I am not anxious, Lao Yuan, just look at your anxious look.

"Young people, learn to be calm."

Xia Tuo: "..."

"This is a long story. I have to start with the true spirit of heaven and earth before Yankang..."

Feeling the small smile in Lao Yuan's eyes, Xia Tuo understood that this bastard was deliberate, and the older the feelings, the less tuned it was, it was not a lie.

After that, he sat down cross-legged and began to listen to the old Yuan.

"There are many kinds of real spirits..."

After a short while...

"We just talked about what kind of heaven and earth true spirits are coming."

Holding his chin, Xia Tuo said blankly: "True Spirit Lu Wu..."

"Oh, yes, Lu Wu, the real spirit, looks like a tiger. Look at the memory of my ancestors, I forgot what I said."

Suddenly, Xia Tuo rolled his eyes. You forgot this on purpose.

...

"This heaven and earth are really good..."

...

one day later.

"In order to avoid calamity, the spiritual veins turned into tribal spiritual veins, contaminated with the aura of the human race, and naturally contaminated with the aura of acquired nature, it can no longer be regarded as the true spirit of heaven and earth.

Old ancestors, I have been lying underground for so many years. After careful observation with these eyes, I found that the purple energy of the human race has a great effect on the transformation of spiritual veins.

However, in the past, the combination of earth veins, ethnic movement and purple phases were all self-evolving, without the help of external forces.

So you can try to mobilize the purple energy of the clan to help the earth veins change.

Of course, I don’t know what changes and surprises there will be, the ancestors just give you an idea."

After talking for a day, it was finally on time.

Sometimes things are broken through a thin sheet of window paper.

Earth veins, ethnic destiny, and totems complement each other. The three have built the foundation of the tribe. Take the earth veins as an example. They can absorb the purple energy of the human race and the power of sentient beings to cover up their innate aura. But they have always been self. Evolve.

Therefore, Xia Tuo did not consider this aspect in depth.

As for mobilizing clan transportation to speed up the transformation of ground veins, it is hard to say how feasible this is.

However, since all martial artists can use external force to cultivate, spiritual veins are also a kind of heaven and earth creatures, which may not be impossible.

Then, Xia Tuo looked at the old dragon of the earth vein.

"Why don't you try it."

Hearing the sound, Lao Long nodded.

In the past, he relied on his own instinct to absorb the purple qi of his clan. The power of sentient beings exists in the purple qi of the clan. It is the intangible ideas that have gathered among hundreds of millions of people. These ideas are absorbed into the body and need to be refined slowly. Once it increases sharply, it will have a big impact on one's own will, and it will be schizophrenia if it is not.

Xia Tuo also knows that the business ideas are too mottled, and the purple energy of the race is a melting pot. Once it is drawn out and sinks into the earth veins, it will not be possible for all kinds of thoughts to fly randomly. .

"I'll talk to Totem."

In the end, Xia Tuo felt that he should discuss with Wuwu to see if there were any related things in his inherited memory.

"Yes, in the memory of the seven generations of Jumang, there is a royal vein, because the spirit vein gave birth to four thoughts, and finally split and collapsed, and finally the clan power was greatly reduced, and it was divided into four, becoming four princes. unit."

Wuwu was very sincere, and immediately thundered Xia Tuo.

"Atuo, don't be afraid. Our strength is about the same as that of Hou Bu. At worst, we will separate and disappear. At most, we two will go to Jiuyou to play hand in hand.

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