The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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The old Shenhou has been in the northwest for many years, resisting the demons of the Nine Phoenix Demon Race, and there are countless people living in the Human Race. To the Human Race, this is a great merit.

It’s a pity that in the north for so many years, there has not been a tribe that can really sit on one side, and cannot carry the gathering of air transport, and Tianhou Mountain itself cannot afford the banner of gathering air. Therefore, the accumulated credit of Tianhou Mountain in the past cannot Really manifested.

Daxia started at the end of the micro wave, and took advantage of the internal turmoil of the monster race and the rise of flawless scruples on the border. He inherited the fate to be able to control a movement and become a leader of countless human blood. It can control the use of it.

The blessing of clan luck to the old god was already within Xia Tuo’s plan. Not to mention the merits of the old god and Tianhou Mountain in the northwest for thousands of years, just mention the old god’s support to Da Xia, he is also worth it, and should be the same. To do it, he didn't want to watch such an old man just die, sitting down.

On the top of the Tianlu Mountain, the purple qi was hanging down, submerged into the heavenly spirit on the head of the old god, surrounded by purple light, the beard and silver hair felt a kind of enlightenment.

Starting from the origin of the first Dao Hou’s air transport under the will of the human race, the air transport back-feeding between the vast mountains and rivers has already begun, like the mist emerging, around the Tianlu Mountain, wisps of purple air are derived from the underworld and move here. Converge.

Woo turned into its body, exuding a stalwart, vicissitudes of life, and it was shining like a god in the purple light pillar. In just three hours, the original thickness of the bucket of purple air transport pillar has skyrocketed five or six times.

At this moment, a new world of purple energy is regenerating.

Feeling the breath of the old Shenhou body began to calm down, Xia Tuo breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that the old Shenhou had stabilized his mind and began to sink his heart to practice.

The old god Hou has been up and down in the second stage of Pidi Realm for nearly a thousand years, all because of the hidden injuries and the instability of the battle body, which hindered the possibility of martial arts promotion.

As the longevity continued to pass, the blood energy gradually went downhill, and the chance of promotion became smaller and smaller.

Originally, the old god Hou had no hope for this long ago. After all, his body knew that his own foundation was too important in the cultivation of the ground-breaking step. Forcibly breaking through this situation would be tantamount to rushing to a dead end.

However, the last time I went to the wild and ancient Dragon Mansion, the opportunity I got allowed the blood qi in the body to regenerate part of its vitality, giving the old body a touch of new life.

On this basis, Xia Tuo just made up his mind to mobilize the first ray of clan luck in Da Xia to give the old god Hou a step up.

The old god Hou has been up and down in the second step for so many years, except for the defects of his own battle body, the rest of the vitality such as the soul, the small world, and even the accumulated vitality have long been completed, and now it seems that the opportunity is insufficient.

As long as they can be promoted to the third step of the realm of development, even if they can't go further, there is still a chance to reincarnate and rebuild, and they can fight, which is better than Enron.

...

Quickly narrowed his gaze, Xia Tuo's figure disappeared from the top of the Tianlu Mountain and entered the earth vein cave sky.

Within the earth vein hole, the old spirit vein dragon raised his head, and the purple air in the sky fell like a long river, swallowed into his mouth.

In fact, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens is only an obvious process, but for Daxia, it is a process of transformation that lasts for a long time. There can be no exceptions.

Sitting cross-legged in the earth's veins and caves, the purple energy that had been walking beside him all of a sudden gathered towards his body.

Although part of the purple qi was drawn to the old god, Xia Tuo's purple qi was even bigger as Daxia's clan leader and the true bearer of the purple qi of the clan.

Hum~

The purple light was scorching, and it contained thousands of divine colors, and then turned into a purple sky fire, which surrounded Xia Tuo's whole body, wrapping his entire body.

For a time, in the bright purple blossoms, crystal clear, ancient, pure, vicissitudes, stalwart, and many indescribable miracles merged together, turning into a bright purple streamer, appearing on his head.

Clan luck purple energy cannot be directly used for cultivation,

Purple light flickered, Xia Tuo held his breath, and his thoughts were extremely transparent this time, and thousands of thoughts evolved in a single thought. He has been walking on the wild road until now, although he has the guidance of the old gods and old men. But it cannot be a system of its own.

The training-related aids from tactics, zombies, etc., are much worse than the warriors of the same realm of the most orthodox kings and hous.

At this moment, his mind calmed down, his eyes closed slightly, and the purple light above his head enveloped him, illuminating his spiritual world in a moment, and the soul was also rendered purple.

With the blessing of purple energy, the spirit and will are more transparent than ever, and the heaven and earth are clearly visible.

Jian Lian, Qiao'er and others, who were sorting out the trivial matters of the clan, received the transmission that Xia Tuo was about to retreat. They had already prepared for this and continued to work on their own affairs.

...

After the clan sacrifice, the witch doctors, clan soldiers, and farm officers from the clan court began to embark on their return journey, and each of them received a board made of fine iron.

The front of the board is depicted with the Daxia Totem and Daxia Clan Precepts, which stand for the heaven and the earth, and the life... To open peace for all ages, the back is engraved with the names and birthplaces of the warriors who participated in the clan festival, and finally Xia Tuo personally inscribed it Words.

For Xia Tuo, this kind of trick of buying people's hearts was simply easy to come by without much effort, so why not do it.

He will not let go of this method of buying people’s hearts. After Daxia’s Bo tribe transported out of this land, the foundations of Daxia’s clan family have plunged into this ancient wasteland. Although this imprint is still very shallow, any Things need to settle.

For example, a seed (not that seed -_-||) also needs years to settle before it can grow into a towering tree. The same is true for the precipitation of Daxia. From now on, one day the rise and fall of Daxia will represent this piece of land. The rise and fall of the earth.

One day, the prosperity and decline of the people will be together.

In fact, this kind of trick is quite effective. When these witch doctors, war soldiers, wandering officers, and farm officers with nameplates returned to the clan, it caused a great shock.

Most of the human races who have just walked out of the mountains and entered the city and settlements are simple temperaments. Wherever they have seen such praise, many people want to use their swords to sacrifice their lives for Daxia. On the battlefield, several monsters and villains were hacked to death.

On the other side, the transaction with the slave hall was reopened, and the slaves from outside the territory once again passed through the teleportation channel to the northern territory under the control of Daxia.

In the Heishui Wasteland in the south, Xun Fenghou comes to the wasteland from time to time. Of course, the main purpose is to monitor the Que Ling Xuan Mountain that sits here.

In recent years, there has not been a sixth-tier ghost in the black water, but a lot of fifth- and fourth-tier ghosts have appeared.

Que Ling Xuanshan, a miser from the Que Ling clan, showed the side of an old miser. He didn't care about the changes in the frontier, but he was a calculated death for every ghost crystal hunted in the Blackwater Wasteland. Deadly.

In his eyes, this is the land of the Magpie Ling's mineral veins, and it should not be assigned to a small tribe in remote places.

In the stone hall in the center of Heishui City, Magpie Ling Xuanshan sits cross-legged. There are more than a dozen jade boxes in front of him. In each jade box is a ghost crystal. All of them are Tier 4.

Each piece of ghost crystal was inspected, then sealed, and stored in the small world temporarily.

These are all to be sent back to the clan, relying on a steady stream of Tier 4 and Tier 5 ghost crystals over the years, the witch and martial cultivators in the clan have made rapid progress.

Not to mention the diligence of the middle-class people, it is only the sixth-order ghost crystal that was brought back to the Hui clan. After the clan master's refining, the metamorphosis of the soul triggered the transformation of the small world of the body. Entered the third stage of land development.

The gap between the third step and the second step of land development can be very different.

Now that the elder son has returned to the clan to take over as the clan leader, the clan also has a new training plan. He is ready to gather all his clan power to cultivate a strong groundbreaker again. All he wants to do is find a sixth-order ghost crystal. , At least quasi-sixth order.

However, in the past hundred years, the highest-rank ghost crystals that have appeared are only the fifth-rank middle-rank, and they are far from the quasi-sixth rank.

After putting away the ghost crystal, Que Ling Xuanshan disappeared in the stone hall and headed towards the black water.

He is going to investigate in Heishui to see if Tier 6 ghosts appear. This is related to the training plan in the clan. As for the changes outside the Heishui Wasteland, how can a group of indigenous fights compare with the power increase of the great Magpie Spirit clan.

...

In the border area between the northwestern border and the wild, between the wild mountains and rivers, Fat Brother's figure shuttled quickly. He has been searching for more than ten days in this mountain range exuding the breath of ancient vicissitudes.

There is a big crack in the mountains, and there are huge weathered and broken stone statues standing in the cracks. This is the location of Longbo Holy Land.

Of course, the location of Longbo Holy Land is in the world of cave void, here is just a connection point with the real world of wasteland.

Since Young Master Daqi came to seek revenge, Longbo Holy Land has disappeared, and the topography of the connection point outside has also undergone great changes.

After establishing the clan, Da Xia eagerly wanted to take the Dongtian Holy Land, based on the Rule God Domain inherited from the Dongtian Holy Land, to build a rule God domain belonging to Da Xia, and to make up for a short board in the law practice of the Daxia Clan.

For this reason, he was taken out of the spiritual palace by Xia Tuo a long time ago, looking for traces of Dongtian Holy Land. Even if Dongtian Holy Land closed the gate, as long as he finds the corresponding cave heaven, there is still a trace to follow.

Sitting cross-legged on the void, the fat brother folded his chin with his arm and frowned slightly. He has been here for many days, and he has not gained much.

It was really weird. Longbo Sacred Land hurriedly closed the mountain and closed his house, and he was hidden so tightly that even his tracing eyes could not break the traces of the void here, which was somewhat unreasonable.

His fat man eats by his eyes, if he can't find it, isn't he smashing his stall?

...

When Fat Brother was busy looking for Long Bo Holy Land, on Tianlu Mountain, the aura of the old god Hou was more and more surging, and his body was tumbling, causing a general tsunami sound, and there was vaguely sound of thunder.

Every sound of thunder is in harmony with the rhyme of heaven and earth, this kind of vision has appeared for three days, 72 small worlds are floating in the back, and the mysterious yellow law is concluded.

For the old gods, if you want to advance to the third step of creating a realm, you need to regenerate new vitality from the body that is about to wither and go downhill, like an old tree shoots new buds.

At this moment, the air surging around the old god, the purple light exploded, and a vaguely changing scene emerged.

...

In the cave under the Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo's body was also scorched with purple light, and the whole person was shrouded in a bright purple fire, her black hair dancing, her breath like a deep prison, and a majestic atmosphere.

With a renewed clan movement, his primordial spirit has been transformed by 60% in one fell swoop, entered the primordial spirit's reincarnation level, and his spiritual will has entered the category of the third step of the world.

Dao Guo of Life and Death appeared above his head, soaked with purple light, and a hazy illusory world emerged from Dao Guo.

There are illusory figures in the world demonstrating the moves. With the blessing of the clan movement, he can capture the clearest feelings. Xia Tuo has sorted out his own martial arts realm, and further deduced the practice techniques and tactics.

Not only that, but also further deduced the direction of the battle body's next cultivation, and went back to reorganize the cultivation methods of cracking stones and opening mountains step by step to the current state.

This sorting out of his own realm was regarded as laying the theoretical foundation for the following practice, but in fact there was not much visible increase in his own strength.

...

Half a year later, Xia Tuo stepped out of the earth.

In Tianlu Mountain, he felt the vital reunion in the old god, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

To put it bluntly, martial arts practice is a vitality problem. Once the dead energy in the body gathers and overwhelms the vitality, it means that the martial artist begins to go downhill, and various hidden dangers will also occur concurrently.

The reunion of the blood of the old gods shows that the vitality has been re-energized, and there is hope for the third step of promotion and development.

After half a year of precipitation, Daxia's clan fortune pillar has appeared a second path, and the sky above Tianlu Mountain once again derives purple gas, covering the void, and the general situation is brilliant.

"Atuo, the luck of backfeeding is estimated to last for more than a year, and at that time three or four qi luck pillars can be accumulated."

Wu Wu rushed out of the purple energy, and a slender purple light flickered under his body, supporting him to dance.

After flying in front of Xia Tuo for a while, Wuwu continued and said, "Do you think I have changed?"

Xia Tuo looked at Wu Wu, except for a purple light, she really didn't see much change in Wu Wu.

"It's boring."

Seeing Xia Tuo's expression, Wu Wu knew that there was no show.

Hum~

Then, Wuwu's small eyes burst with purple light, like two deep purple holes, all of a sudden, Xia Tuo's eyes were drawn in.

In a daze, Xia Tuo saw a desolate land and wild mountains in Wuwu's eyes.

There are a series of towering and obscure figures between the sky and the earth. Although they are only outlines, they have a majesty that makes him unable to speak. This moment comes down through the ancient time and space.

"Hmm~"

After a long time, Xia Tuo recovered from the trance.

"Do you have memories again?"

"Not interesting~"

He was a little dissatisfied when he saw that Xia Tuo hadn't been bluffed.

Then his round body was lit up with a purple light, the purple qi derives a glow, and there is a sacred breath, and then the threads of the glow are intertwined to outline a very mysterious rune.

This rune with purple marks enveloping the rays of the sun gave Xia Tuo a very profound feeling, and it seemed that there were different changes every moment.

"Hey, did you see it? This is the mark of the Innate True Spirit."

"Tell you Atuo, Ben Wuwu has restored his life mark."

"Innate True Spirit Mark?"

Xia Tuo Qingyin, the innate totem was originally because of the changes of the sky, in order to adapt to the time, abandoning the innate body, transforming the true soul into the human tribe totem, relying on the human tribe to avoid disasters, and re-enter the road of spiritual practice, in order to transcend again. .

"What is the use?"

"Of course it works."

Xia Tuo's words made him stare.

"In the past, I could only passively absorb air luck, but now I can actively absorb air luck.

Not only that, but you can also mobilize your luck to lean towards a certain place. For example, if you think the people of that place are good, give them more luck, and Ben Wuwu can move."

Speaking of this, he said hurriedly: "It's not what you think. Clan luck cannot be directly transformed into human strength. It needs to use mountains, rivers and earth as a medium to feed back.

For example, to revive the mountains and rivers in a certain place and gather spiritual energy, thereby changing the living environment of the warriors on the water and soil. Of course, this is very exhausting."

"The most important thing is that I can fight with you."

A flash of excitement flashed in Wu Wu's small eyes, and he hurriedly said, "From now on, you will lead the villain who beat you to Daxiacheng, and then we will beat him together."

"This is what you are most happy about."

With a blank look, Xia Tuo looked at this guy who was not too big to cause trouble.

"Of course, the great Daxia Totem, how could it be impossible to tie the chickens, I want to hit ten one by one, without breathing heavily."

"You rest."

Watching Xia Tuo disappear into Tianlu Mountain, he let out a cold snort.

"Damn guy, I wanted to tell you that Ben Wu's memory has recovered a bit. I won't tell you. You can go, and you have to come back after you go. Running back and forth is exhausting you."

"I already know."

The voice of Xia Tuo from far away came over, humming coldly, and his grievance disappeared on Tianlu Mountain. He really had something to tell Qiao'er.

As a great totem mang, he has reincarnated so many times, even if he does not practice human martial arts witchcraft, he still sees many things, but because of the previous memory bans, he did not remember many, this time he remembered many, among them Lots of inheritance.

The most important thing is that he can communicate the will of the human race. This is not the race fortune accumulated by Daxia, but the real will of the race for human race.

Daxia has accumulated a lot of clan luck over the past few hundred years. Compared with the human clan luck that has accumulated in several major eras since the birth of the human race, Daxia can't even count as a puddle.

Over the long years, the will of the human race has accumulated. Since the human emperor has disappeared since the early Longhan era, no one can really mobilize the huge human race.

Nowadays, the barren land is divided into three parts of the royal court, and the entire human race's luck has also turned into many large and small, separate camps, making more of the family's luck sinking, like a muddy deposit on the seabed, more and more accumulated, waiting to be renewed The man who dug out appeared again.

Seeing that Xia Tuo was so angry with herself, Wuwu decided not to tell him, and let Xia Tuo take a trip. Who is not a baby yet, isn't Benwu just having more chances to reincarnate? That is also a totem baby.

"Qiaoer~"

Qiao'er, who was studying witchcraft in the inner city Qiaoyuan, opened his eyes.

Her Qiaoyuan was modeled on Xia Tuo's summer garden. The layout is very simple. The hall is filled with various spiritual objects and animal skin scrolls.

Hum~

In the next moment, a purple light had already submerged into Qiao'er's forehead, and her aura fell silent, and she woke up only after a scent of incense had settled.

Astonishment flashed in her eyes, Qiao'er was still a little dazed.

"Don't tell Atuo."

"why?"

"Just can't."

Qiaoer shook the psychic Mingzhu in her hand, her big eyes bent into crescents.

"But, I already said it."

"Xiao Qiao, you are so sad for Ben Wu."

The woof turned into streamers in the stone hall.

"Unexpectedly, you were also broken by Atuo."

Not long afterwards, Xia Tuo walked in outside the stone hall, leaned out with a big hand and held it on his shoulders.

"It seems that I know I'm being careful, let me take one more trip."

"I do not have."

Suddenly, he shook his head vigorously and said, "I am the most honest and honest."

"Bringing Qiaoer and I together, what secrets have you remembered?"

Xia Tuo tilted his head and looked at Wu Wu. There is no doubt that Wu Wu should have recovered a lot during the promotion of the Daxia Clan, not only restored the mark of his life.

"It's really boring, stop making trouble, just talk about business."

He moved his body and flew again.

"I have restored the imprint of the Innate True Spirit, my personality has improved, and I can already communicate with the human race."

"Divine Realm of Race Movement?"

Upon hearing the sound, Xia Tuo remembered the inexplicable time and space he had entered.

"It's not the realm of race fortune, but the real race for human race.

The human race has accumulated too much race for a long time. Although it is invisible and intangible, it is real, and it exists in a space where no one can see clearly.

To use an analogy, it is like an endless, everything in this one is composed of clan luck.

When the human race was born, it was just a small puddle. Now, as more and more sediments are deposited, it is already incalculable.

In this clan movement, the ideas of the ancestors of the human race have been accumulated since the birth of the human race, and some of the powerful existences have not really been wiped out.

By consuming the accumulated tribal luck purple energy, you can merge with the entire human race for a short time, enter the oldest long river of human race, communicate with the ancestors of the human race, and learn and learn from the practice of the ancestors."

After Wu Wu's explanation, Xia Tuo finally understood that the beginning of the birth of the human race was to unite and unite the race and pass it down on the ancient land.

The clan movement, like a treasure house built by all the ancestors, belongs to the entire human race.

When a human tribe is in trouble and the inheritance is fragmented, it can enter the treasure house, absorb the practice and heritage stored in it by the ancestors, revitalize the tribe, and protect the human race.

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