The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

The originally desolate land, after people's reclamation and sorting, has rules and forms, the fields and paddy fields, the houses adjacent to each other, are full of vitality, everything looks orderly, not as barren and wild as before.

Xia Tuo is consciously comprehending the rhyme of the Tao between heaven and earth, so in his perception, there is a kind of if there is a connection between the earth and him, which he cannot describe clearly for the time being.

In general, there is a tendency to push his flesh and blood and soul to sublime. It seems that the heaven and the earth are a little different in his eyes, but they are still the original heaven and earth in a daze. It is not clear that the Tao is unknown, and the mysterious is mysterious.

He didn't use his own strength, so he walked forward like this, stretching back and forth for dozens of miles, all of which were the spiritual fields cultivated by Xin Hewei and the dams and ditches built.

Pieces of sacred fields were neatly spread out in front of them, full of corn, potato, purple rice and other crops. In the distance, old people and women squatted in the fields to scoop down the weeds that grew out.

He could still hear that a group of people gathered in the distance were discussing the experience of irrigation, weeding, and repelling birds and insects. In a few years, this sacred field grew out of nothing, and the people who migrated from Sanyang Realm , Has become a good farmer.

Moo~

The dull cow roar sounded. On the small road beside the field, a fluffy old cow was lazily walking, carrying two baskets of grass on his back, and his little tail beating constantly.

Wherever he went along the way, someone kept pushing the most immature part of the weeds into the old cow's mouth. For this, the old cow sneezed very proudly.

Xia Tuo didn’t pretend, and greeted the people who worked in the field with a smile. When he met two old people who were returning with hoes, they were familiar with each other and said, “Two brothers, they have created this blockbuster. Lingtian, this year's harvest seems to be very good."

Xinhewei has cultivated more than 400,000 mu of spiritual land on the Xinhe Wasteland. The wasteland is fertile, and crops such as potatoes can harvest 20 shi in a season, and the rest, such as corn, can also harvest ten shishi. Stone.

"This is a worm, it specializes in eating the leaves of purple rice."

On the side of the road, Xia Tuo caught the fat white worm on a plant with purple-edged leaves, and chatted with the two old men with great interest.

Seeing that Xia Tuo also has some experience in serving Lingmi, the two old men who were somewhat reserved, also slightly let go of their doubts and talked with Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo claimed to be an envoy under the clan court, who walked in the territory and wrote down what he saw and heard. The enlightenment made the two old men never heard of it, but he also knew that there was a supervisory officer in the camp. And the test of merit.

Chatting with the two old men, Xia Tuo and the three had already passed through the flat fields and came to a settlement built in a land surrounded by mountains and rivers.

There were dozens of gathering areas where Xinhewei was located on the ground within a radius of several tens of miles. Xinhe Mountain was regarded as the center of the Xinhe Security Station, and the resident of Nongwei was at the foot of Xinhe Mountain.

Xia Tuo saw the north side of Xinhe Mountain, which was going east-west, along with a tributary of Xinhe River along Xinhe Mountain. Stone houses were built on the banks of the mountains and rivers. About 30,000 people lived here, surrounded by wooden fences. As a simple defensive city wall, there are stone-paved streets inside the fence, which looks neat and tidy.

In the settlement, you can see people picking up farm tools and some people feeding some poultry.

In the largest stone hall in the center of the settlement, a loud noise sounded, and the voice was still immature. The two old people laughed and told Xia Tuo that the central stone hall was a school and a place for literacy.

Ordinary writing has no ability to communicate with the world, let alone unpredictable power, but literacy can pass on civilization and make people understand the truth.

In the past few years, Daxia has long ordered the city below to teach writing to school-age children.

It is not for these people to become strong when they grow up, but for this kind of literacy and hyphenation to be popularized.

Quack~~

On the tributary of the Xinhe River outside the settlement, a group of fat beasts with brown feathers, like ducks, croaked and called to walk up from the water, twisting their fat bodies and walking towards the settlement.

After landing, someone came over and counted these poultry one by one to see if they were missing. This is the family property of the entire Xinhe Sanitation Center. After laying eggs, they will help the children of the right age in the Sanitation Center.

In the end, Xia Tuo did not walk into the Xinhe Guards, but walked along the Xinhe Mountain towards the west. Although he hadn't walked through several guards within a few days after leaving the tribe, what he saw and heard still let him satisfaction.

Since the Daxia Li clan, he has taken the promotion of spiritual land as one of the basic clan policies. Over the years, there have been more than 20 crops that Daxia can grow under his command.

Sinongdian has contributed a lot over the years. It has developed spiritual cultivation into a systematic discipline. Perhaps the people of the Great Wilderness do not understand what the discipline is, but it is especially important for crop cultivation.

For many ordinary people, the clan court is too far away from them. Even if Xia Tuo issued a lot of edicts, the actual implementation is not static. He is high in his eyes and looks down, which can easily cause signs of high eyes and low hands.

Each place is different in region and environment, and many clan orders need to be adapted to local conditions. Compared with the high level of the clan, ordinary people are more inclined to how to domesticate poultry, how to prevent and control diseases and insect pests of spiritual rice, and how to make fishing nets can make fishing better. Lots of fish.

At the same time Xia Tuo left Xinhewei, in the southwest direction of Xinhe Mountain, four figures, three young and old, walked up, four people in the dust. The animal skins on his body were covered with folds, and he was carrying large and small animal skins on his back. bag.

The four people walked along the path in the field. The old man's beard and hair were white but his complexion was ruddy. He looked at the golden crow that was about to fall to the west, took out the animal skin paper from his arms and looked at it, and said: "The front is the Xinhe Guard Yes, we will rest here today, and we will continue to return to Phoenix tomorrow morning.

"Yes, elder."

The old man spoke, and the three young people around him all responded.

When the group of four people walked to the settlement of Xinhewei, they were spotted by a middle-aged man who came out of Tianzhong. The middle-aged man looked at the four of them. After a long pause, they ran towards the settlement with their legs.

"The benefactor is back."

"Elder Xue Gongmu and three young adults are back."

The middle-aged man ran all the way into the settlement and ran towards the Shidian, the resident of Shunongwei.

After migrating from the Sanyang Realm, they were organized into a group. In the past few years, they have eaten and drink. Although their freedom has been restricted, they are generally satisfied with their current lives.

Soon more than a dozen people rushed out of the guarding farm lieutenant, and the leader was Xinhe guarding farmer Jiqian.

The name Ji is very glorious, but for Ji Qian, there is no glory at all. He is only a small warrior under the court of the Daxia clan, and now his realm is no more than the first level of the gods.

Ji Qian brought several officials from the Weisuo to the outside of the settlement and met the three disciples led by Muli.

"Master Mu has led his disciples on a four-year journey. It seems to be a successful study tour. The three juniors and sisters are also very rewarding."

In the blink of an eye, the outside of the settlement was full of old and young, and some children looked at Mu Li with wide eyes, exclaiming: "You are the grandfather who rescued me four years ago."

"Good~"

Mu Li smiled and greeted everyone around him, and fell on Lieutenant Shunong, saying: "In just four years, he has reclaimed a wolf forest wasteland into a granary, and he did a good job."

Ji Qian welcomed Mu Li into the settlement, and many people along the way came to see him.

Four years ago, the Xinhe Health Institute had not yet taken shape. The Sanyang people who migrated here were inconsistent with various snakes, insects, rats and ants. It happened that Muli took three disciples to study here and took out a few. The folk remedies in the witch courtyard saved many people.

Daxia Witch Courtyard is the highest civilized place in Daxia, and the inconspicuous things inside may be good luck for people outside.

After staying in Xinhe settlement for three months, the group continued to travel westward, and now they have returned from a study tour to the west.

Because of the arrival of Muli and his group, the fire-burning settlement was very lively. At night, a bonfire event was held, which was one of their few activities.

Before the bonfire, Ji Qian grabbed the wine cup and said to the three young people: "The three juniors and sisters, with Master Mu leading a parade. After returning to the clan this time, the future is bound to be great, and there must be a place in the clan court in the future. ."

The three young men were said by Ji Qian, and their complexions were a little red. They drank the drink in the cup, and their eyes were full of light.

Not everyone has the opportunity to go out on a parade and know the territory and people’s livelihood. Only those who have performed well in the academy and whose talent and temperament are recognized can have the opportunity to go out on a parade.

Although several years may be wasted during the parade, once returned, the Academy will allocate resources to make up for the delayed training time.

"Brother, sister toast you a glass." Filling up the wine in his hand, Qinghe shook the wine glass, his cheeks blushing all the way to his neck under the light of the fire.

Although Ji Qian said he was a lieutenant of the farmer, he did not have an official position. He was also born in the academy. However, since he was promoted to the Divine Tibetan Realm, he has made little progress in his cultivation for more than 20 years. He also served in the clan court for more than 20 years, and was transferred to the Xinhe Health Center four years ago.

Because I walked out of the academy, I knew better that there were people outside the sky.

Master Mu is a witch from the Academy. His major is Lingzhi, but Da Xia has tried his best to develop the science of witch medicine for hundreds of years. There is no clear boundary between witchcraft and interdependence.

He was a wizard, and naturally the three disciples he brought with him were also wizards, and all of them had cultivated to the wizarding realm. They were all less than fifty years old. This was considered a proper young man in the Great Wilderness.

There is no doubt that the future of the wizard is much greater than that of Ji Qian, a martial artist. After many years of experience abroad, Ji Qian also has the heart to make friends.

Mu Li quietly sipped the drink, smiled at his disciple, and said, "Ling Jue has reached the late stage of the wizarding stage and is very talented for witch doctors. After returning to the clan court this time, the old man will go to the school. Recommend, let Ling Jue participate in the assessment of the Witch Academy."

"Congratulations, Junior Sister."

Ji Qian showed a touch of surprise, and said, "That is the most mysterious place in Daxia. Who doesn't know that the top inheritance of Daxia is in the Witch Academy."

Not only Ji Qian, but the other two young people had some envy in their eyes. Mu Li continued and said, "After I go back, I will also recommend to the Academy. Whether you can pass the test then depends on your good fortune."

Upon hearing the sound, the two young men suddenly showed excitement and bowed their thanks.

The Academy is only a place of practice, and the Witch Academy is where the true meaning lies. They are genius disciples in the Academy, but in the legendary Witch Academy, they may only be an ordinary apprentice, but even if they are apprentices, they are still yearning. That is where civilization is.

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