The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Queshan Houguo, Dushan Island.

In recent years, the Que Ling family, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, has had a hard time. The Que Ling family's ancestors were granted the emperor of the early Da Yin king and established Que Ling Hou State.

In the 40,000 years, the 108 princes who were entrusted by the Emperor Da Yin at that time, and there are not many inheritances.

Over the long years, the Que Ling clan has also experienced ups and downs. For the Que Ling tribe, they believe that this will be the same as before, it will be a short-term decline, and the Que Ling clan will eventually recover.

Dushan Island, Magpie Temple.

"Cough cough~~" Que Lingya couldn't stop coughing. In just a hundred years, his hair has been gray, his face is old, and his blood is indistinguishable from the twilight old man. Today's injuries are still getting worse, I guess It has not been a hundred years to live.

The grand occasion that once broke through the third step of the land development has completely become yesterday's yellow flower, and now he is just a lingering wounded.

Not only that, but almost every moment, he has to endure the pain from his body, and years of torture have prevented him from shooting.

In the clan hall, there are many people, all of whom are the elders of the Que Ling clan and the uncle who ruled the lower kingdom.

When the court of the Great Yin Dynasty ordered the ancestors of the magpies, there were also a group of loyal warriors under the ancestors of the magpies.

If you work with you, you will benefit from it afterwards. Naturally, you should share it with you. You have to give others a mouthful of soup when you eat meat.

So in order to appreciate the merits, the ancestors of the Magpie Spirits divided some places in the territory of the Magpie Hou Kingdom, and gave them to their subordinates who were loyal to the warriors to shelter and establish a country belonging to the Magpie Ling.

In addition, over the long years, in the process of inheritance of the Que Ling clan, sometimes the head of the Que Ling clan has many heirs, and sometimes more than one person is favored. However, the Que Ling can only be inherited by one person, and the other is favored. Heirs, will also set up a part of the country.

Nowadays ups and downs, there are a total of nine Bos belonging to the Queshan Hou State. Of course, the territory owned by the Bos belonging to the Queshan vassal is incomparable to that of the Bos that used to be in the Frontier Desolation. .

By the way, it was half a year ago for the nine vassals of the country, and now they are still under the orders of the people of the Queshan Hou country, and there are five more, all of which have blood relations with the Que Ling family.

"Asshole, when Liu Ling followed the ancestors, he just had a place to live, but now he dares to abandon my clan."

In the clan hall, an elderly elder of the Que Ling clan, with white beard and anger.

Just half a year ago, the Liu Mubo clan that leaned on the westernmost part of the Queshanhou family broke away from the Queshan Mountain, and its uncle married a daughter of an elder from the Fubohou family in the western Queling family.

At this moment, the invitation to the marriage was placed on the wooden case in front of the Que Lingdu.

Slap!

This is not what a proper face slap is!

The invitations are all sent to the clan, where will the Queshan Hou country be.

"I can't forget it. I was able to grant him a confinement by the Que Ling clan back then, and now I can take it back."

"Yes, you can never forget it. There will be Liumu today, and there may be other uncles tomorrow."

"You can't give in, you must kill the chicken and the monkey, let them know that even if my ancestor is gone, it is not so easy to recognize people!"

The elders of the Que Ling clan clamored, making the faces of the other five uncles in the hall a little ugly. What does this mean? Isn't this referring to Sang Shuhuai!

The remaining five uncles in the clan hall are all descendants of the Que Ling clan. Their ancestors are also the direct blood children of the Que Ling clan of a certain generation. Later, they received the royal seal from the Que Ling Hou lord and set a place in Queshan Hou State. , Ancestral Temple Ancestral Temple was established.

Of course, even though they were all born in the Que Ling clan, their blood relationship has already come out for so many years.

"Patriarch!"

Waking up by the clan elder's cry, Que Ling was a bit bitter. Since he took over the Que Ling clan, the Que Ling clan has been in bad luck over the years, and now many people in the clan are dissatisfied with him.

"I'll go." This is Que Lingya coughing loudly.

"Old Patriarch, you~"

Magpie Lingya said: "Ahem~ At this point, the real root of the Magpie Ling family lies in me. If it weren't for my decision to make a mistake, it wouldn't be the case. Since Willow wants to leave my Magpie Spirit, let them go. .

My dignified Que Ling clan has been inherited for 40,000 years. What kind of big storms have not been seen, but now it is only a temporary decline. What is there to be afraid of."

Que Lingya was the clan leader of the previous generation at any rate. He had been in the Que Ling clan for thousands of years. Even if he was severely injured now, the remaining power was still there. As soon as he opened his mouth, the many elders who had just been clamoring stopped one by one.

"Elder Wanfa is still walking in the palace on the 9th, and my Queling clan and the geniuses of the town clan can't collapse!"

Looking at the elders in the hall, Que Lingya also felt powerless. Why did Tang Tang Que Ling get into this situation? It was really a wall that was pushed by everyone. Que Ling just showed a trace of weakness, and everyone around him was about to rush to take a bite. .

At this moment, there were noises, chaotic footsteps, and eagles crowing outside the clan hall.

For a while, the frustrated Magpie Ling shouted, "Who is making noise outside the door."

~

Outside the clan hall, a middle-aged man stumbling and rushing into the hall, without paying attention to the people in the hall, opened and shouted: "The ancestor ~ the ancestor has returned!"

what!

In an instant, everyone in the entire clan hall was taken aback for a moment and then reacted.

"What did you say, say it again."

In the blink of an eye, a group of elders surrounded the middle-aged people who rushed in.

"Really, Que Lingshan, you say it again."

At the top of the main hall, Que Lingya and Que Ling both looked at each other, and then the Que Ling roared, rushed down from the seat, and pushed away the surrounding elders.

"Get out of me!"

The Magpie Spirit City rushed into the crowd, grabbed the Magpie Mountain, carried it in front of them, and asked, "Quie Ling Mountain, do you know what you are talking about!"

Now in the entire clan, who didn’t know that the ancestors went to the ruins of the borderland gods and were swallowed up by the ruins, not only the ancestors of the other clan, but also the blood of the ancient clans, and even the strong men in the Hu Benwei .

Some things can't be said nonsense.

"Really, really, the ancestor's destiny soldier Xuan Huang Tianji~"

The Que Lingshan being carried, waiting for the big eyes, said loudly: "The ancestor's Xuanhuang Tianji, I saw the ancestor's Xuanhuang Euphorbia, it can't be wrong."

Xuanhuang Euphorbia!

For a while, the elders in the hall surrounded him again, shouting in a mess.

"Where is the ancestor, say it quickly."

"Go, let's welcome back our ancestors."

"Haha, the sky will never destroy my magpie spirit."

"The ancestors return and live the third life, I am God blessed by the magpie spirit!"

...

Magpie Spirit held Magpie Spirit Mountain's hand and slowly released it, only feeling that the weight of the million-jun weight on his body was much lighter. Over the years, he, the Magpie Spirit clan master, was really too difficult.

It can't be wrong, the ancestor's destiny soldier Xuan Huang Tianji, if there is any basis for reincarnation, in addition to the awakened consciousness, it is the natal destiny soldier.

The Xuanhuang Tianji is a magic weapon that the ancestor has nurtured for two generations, and it is impossible for others to easily obtain it.

The ancestor must have encountered danger in the relics of the kingdom of God, and then was forced to step into the reincarnation ahead of time. God blessed the magpie spirit and allowed the ancestor to reincarnate safely.

"Quickly, get ready to meet the ancestors!"

The Que Ling clan, who had been suppressed for a hundred years, seemed like a volcano that had been accumulated for a long time, suddenly erupting.

For a hundred years, the clan luck has collapsed, the surrounding tribes have continued to oppress the magpie spirit, and the ancestors have returned. Those who bit the magpie spirit must vomit the meat.

Greet the ancestors and return to the family!

...

Borderland, Daxia.

In the Wanyu Guard Station to the west of Phoenix City, the spiritual field surrounds the guard station. There is a wave of wheat in your eyes, and many people in the farmland are busy with their heads bowed.

There was a sound in a large stone courtyard northwest of the Guarding Post. In the center of the courtyard, a witchcraft plow stood upside down. The shape of the witch plow was like a magnifying nine-tooth nail rake.

Each rake tooth has the thickness of an arm, the bottom is extremely sharp, and there are runes and lines on the surface.

"Come here." Outside the stone courtyard, Lin Tong led a group of domesticated bulls, set the rods in front of Wuli on the bulls, and began to drive the bulls forward.

The nine plow blades glowed with a faint black light, and did not submerge in the mud. They were dragged away from the stone courtyard by the wild cattle, and soon came to a small wasteland between the spiritual fields.

The mud in the wasteland was undulating, and a group of young people had been busy here for half a year. At this moment, the wild bull was pulling Wuli into the wasteland and was immediately surrounded by a group of people.

The people at the Manwa Guardian have long been familiar with it, and the wizards who know these young people are studying a tool that can help them level the ground.

This is a rare thing. The high-ranking wizards even care for the mud legs to farm. I heard that when in the tribe, wizards would not go out hunting.

"Hurry up, inlay the beast core."

At the urging of everyone, a young girl named Mengling took out a second-order beast core from the small animal skin bag she carried and embedded it in the top groove of Wu Li.

Hum!

Suddenly, the engulfing of energy made Wu Li's spirits flourish. The winding lines were connected together, and there were nine plough teeth all over, and there was a faint buzzing sound.

"Ahuang walk around."

Hearing the call, the old barren cow began to drag Wuli forward. The nine plough teeth were two feet long, all of which were submerged in the mud. With the old cow's drag, a large area of ​​mud was turned up.

On the overturned soil, a faint wave seeps into the soil.

"It's dead, let's see if it's a millet."

"Really, the millet is really bad. It is hidden underground and gnaws on the roots of the corn. It's not easy to find it. When it is discovered, the corn has withered."

"Now it's all right. When leveling the ground, kill the millet hidden under the soil."

"Look, it's the egg of a feather moth."

"There's still another, it's a fat worm."

...

Seeing the corpses of many small insects appeared on the soil that was turned over, the people surrounding them suddenly started talking.

Farmers hate these insects in the soil and eat their own crops.

"This Wuli is really amazing."

Seeing that the witch formation painted on the rake can really kill the bugs hidden in the soil, the young people around the rake are very happy.

This is the first time they have made a witch tool. Although the structure is very simple, it depicts a witch array on the original rake and adds a witchcraft sound wave array pattern. This is for the whole family’s planted spirit field. , But it has great benefits.

Just a few small formations, I didn't expect it to be so effective.

The clan owner is right, and applying what you have learned is the real witchcraft.

...

At this moment, Xia Tuo, who created an ancestor for the Que Ling clan, was looking for a spirit tree to hang himself in the summer garden, and he was furious.

Xiang him, the grandmaster of the Xia family, unexpectedly has such a stupid little boy.

This account has not been raised yet, is it going to be a trumpet?

Standing in front of Xia Tuo, Xia Qianyuan looked at his father pitifully, and said aggrieved: "Daddy, I heard others say that there is a kind of bird in the great wilderness. They can't fly high, so he lays an egg and hatches him. Fly~~Fly..."

"Fuck off!"

Before Xia Qianyuan finished flying, Xia Tuo couldn't help it anymore and waved directly to let this little bastard go.

No, so he wouldn't be an old bastard.

"Come back, who did you hear about this story."

"It's Aunt Qiao'er, he said you once told Grandpa Wu."

"You get me back...

Hearing that Xia Qianyuan ran faster, he was a fool when he returned.

After pouring the water in the pottery cup on the wooden table fiercely, the fire in Xia Tuo's heart just now caused Xia Qianyuan to destroy him recently.

"Master, the younger brother is already very good. A doll of this age is already at the forefront." Outside Shiting, a pair of urns stood up and said, seeing Xia Tuo going back and forth, he subconsciously touched his own. Back of head.

Putting down the cup in his hand, Xia Tuo said that he didn't know the hardship of being a father if he didn't know how to be a father. This is simply a beating heart arrest.

During the recent period, his temper has risen significantly.

Tweeted~

With a soft cry, a blue-violet divine light shot from outside the garden and fell in front of Xia Tuo. Zi Luan opened his mouth and spit out a jade talisman, which Xia Tuo waved to his eyes.

The spiritual thoughts were submerged in the jade charm, and Xia Tuo immediately sensed the situation.

It was passed back by Qiao'er, who asked him to select young people in the clan to prepare for the reform of the clan. I have to say that young people are flexible in their minds and have no conventional restrictions.

"Farm tools are made."

Putting down the jade symbol in his hand, Xia Tuo showed a smile. For witchcraft, making some small farm tools was simply a simple matter. What was missing was a thinking concept.

These few witchcraft apprentices and sorcerers can improve farm tools. A small farm tool may seem inconspicuous, but when used well, it can increase the yield of spiritual rice. An acre of land yields an extra stone of rice, and there are hundreds of millions of rice under the command of Daxia. How much output will increase in the spiritual field, and how many people can it support.

Seriously, it's really just a lack of an idea.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are also the embodiment of human civilization, not just martial arts.

If the wasteland land can be cultivated, the people will be rich and rich, and the power of the wasteland may not be able to compete with the royal court outside the territory.

Before he knew it, Xia Tuo's mind was a little swollen.

If there is no shortage of people and resources, it is equivalent to laying the foundation for martial arts practice. Therefore, the construction of the grassroots is also very important. Without the foundation of ordinary people, no one can build a high-level martial arts.

Now Daxia's problem lies in the accumulation of the bottom line.

Outside the Xiayuan, there was a young man wearing a costume with a big summer totem pattern, holding a stack of scrolls and jade slips, and walking towards Xiayuan.

"Qizi Patriarch, this is a document from various places yesterday.

The young man is Xia Pavilion's minister, and his task is to send a copy of the affairs handled by the clan court the day before to Xia Garden every day.

Since the last clan meeting, everyone in the clan court suddenly discovered that the patriarch, who had always been lazy, was actually working hard, paying attention to clan affairs every day.

Xia Tuo paid attention to the clan court, not for the promotion of those military personnel, the share of salt and wine in those places, he looked at the instability in those places, and the population, taxes, and the quantity and output of the spiritual land under the clan court.

Not long ago, he issued an decree that all local authorities, population, spiritual fields, and martial arts practice in the city under his jurisdiction will be used as evaluation items for promotion, and promotion cannot be done without one.

The Daxia Clan is now the most concerned about population, and if the population wants to increase, it needs to take care of Lingtian, local Jingping, medical treatment, and basic martial arts training, so Xia Tuo has begun to pay close attention to this aspect.

In short, Daxia's current clan policy is people-oriented, and the people in various places are in charge of the military, and the population under the rule increases every year. This is a rigid indicator.

Of course, if the warriors in various places think this is simple and let the tribesmen in the city work hard at home to make babies, that will not work. The population has to be able to keep up with the corresponding medical care, training, food and accommodation.

Don't let your baby die before he grows up. It won't work if he doesn't have the resources to conduct the initial training of martial arts.

Such people should be caught one by one, and the serious ones will be killed directly, and the ethnic group will be implicated, or be demoted to mine slaves, or exiled to wild ancient land.

Anyway, Xia Tuo has been ruthless, and the clan wants a population. Now the clan has a population of 7 billion. He has been recuperating for a hundred years, even two or three hundred years, and let everyone go. He still doesn't believe in dissatisfaction and famine.

Daxia is not an extraterritorial tribe. The tribal system implemented in Daxia relies almost entirely on hunting for food. Daxia has spiritual fields, and where there is land and land, there is food to eat. The so-called warmth and love, making a baby is not a matter of course.

Even now, he feels whether he should build a trumpet, as the head of the Daxia clan, set an example for the whole clan, and give birth to many children.

Let's have a baby together.

The frontier wasteland is huge, even if it is not enough, there are vast and endless wild and ancient land, as well as other areas of the great wasteland.

Multiple births are the basic family policy established by Daxia. It is guaranteed that no changes will be made for at least 300 years, and we must unswervingly go on!

In order to let the ordinary people live in peace, Xia Tuo, the clan owner, can be said to have broken his heart. He asked the wizard to study farm tools and let the land and the city god drive away the ghosts. Anyway, everything is based on the people's livelihood.

I took a look at the many affairs brought back by the cabinet, Xia Tuo put it down, and the clan policy of the clan family has been distributed to all places under the rule. In the past few hundred years, Daxia's internal affairs have been fairly stable, and it has gone through many generations. With blood inheritance, the people of the tribe have also devoted themselves to Daxia.

With a large number of people, and returning to the clan, Daxia's luck will become more prosperous, and the luck will prosper, so that he can be qualified to resist the big pits that others have dug him, and then blow their heads one by one.

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