The Strongest Tribe

Tuo, can you do this?

Wuwu looked at Xia Tuo sitting cross-legged on the spirit veins, with no sincerity at all. This is the sacrificial soil and ghosts.

Xia Tuo rolled his eyes, he was not offering sacrifices to heaven and ancestors, he was paying attention to sincerity and spirit, he was calling for spiritual veins, since the spiritual veins ran away at the beginning, they naturally knew the principle of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.

This is the best way, everyone complements each other and gets what they need. The Xia tribe needs spiritual veins to nourish the clan land and improve the cultivation environment of the clansmen. Spiritual veins need to absorb popularity to transform.

Back then in the Eternal Mountains, the Eternal Bobes were all lucky and popular before they were destroyed. As the veins supporting the Eternal Land, absorbing the ideas of the human race, the good fortune must be extraordinary, and it is not surprising to be able to give birth to a complete spiritual wisdom.

It is very difficult for the spiritual veins of heaven and earth to truly transcend heaven and earth. They were born congenitally, even after a long period of time, they have acquired spiritual intelligence, but in many cases spiritual intelligence is at most like spirituality, and they do not have the same thinking ability as flesh and blood life .

In the wild land, since the Yankang era, ninety-nine percent of the spiritual veins born have finally solidified into spiritual crystal veins, born in ignorance, and died in ignorance.

But the combination of spiritual veins and human tribes, turning them into the land veins of human tribes and cultivating them with popularity, then there will be opportunities for detachment, and the enhancement of spiritual wisdom will be countless times faster. The stronger the human tribe, the faster it will be strengthened. .

Now in the Great Yin Royal Court, the Great Cang Royal Court, including the Wuming Royal Court, the earth veins are already the spirits of the real dragons, no different from the strongest of the human race.

Of course, the spiritual veins draw the power of people, and the human race also needs the caves and blessed lands derived from the spiritual veins to cultivate. The two complement each other. Earth veins, totems, and popularity are indispensable for a tribe.

Only the human race can prosper if there are lands, and only people can cultivate by imagining totems. Through cultivation, they can continue to grow stronger and gather popularity to feed back to the earth veins. The first appeared, and that was the question of Qingluan or Qingluan's egg first.

It can only be said that at the beginning of the Yankang era, the right time, place and people coincided, and these three conditions came together at once, and the tribal system of the barren land was opened.

Xia Tuo didn't know much about this thing, and he didn't bother to explore it right now. Now he only needs to know how to set up a clan to sacrifice to the sky, and he needs the cave sky of the clan derived from the spiritual vein.

He has the ethnic group, no less than 100,000 tribes, and there are millions of people in the surrounding mountains. He also has the totem, the nine generations of Gumang gods, which have been passed down to the Longhan era.

It's just bad.

In the past few years, the purple qi has been lingering from the sky above the tribe, and after the luck was derived, he has been constantly comprehending the purple qi, but the purple qi gave him an obscure feeling, it was dry and not mellow at all.

Therefore, he speculated in his heart that the lack of spiritual veins suppressed the terrain.

Let's take farming as an example, the tribe is Ziling rice, and the totem is Ziling rice plant.

Only with the totem tribe can they gather, this is the initial condition.

But if Ziling rice wants to grow up, it needs to be watered with spiritual water, so that it can thrive.

The spiritual vein is the spiritual water of the Xia tribe, the food for the tribe's cultivation. With the spiritual vein, the tribe can obtain a better cultivation environment.

In a word, the land of the Xia Tribe is short of fertilizer.

Xia Tuo also admired his metaphor very much. Farming has been engraved in his bones, and he will go wherever he goes.

Old Longtou, there is God Lord Gumang in my tribe,

Do you understand, the future is limitless.

...

Tens of thousands of miles away, on the Qinglong water, clouds are lingering, and the sun is shining. The waters are very calm, and there are no birds or fish.

Under the water, the floor is covered with coral and white jade, green spiritual grass is swaying in the water, and a big dragon with spiritual light shining all over its body is crawling.

Old man Long, my family has a totem god, and the future is limitless. You have to suffer for a few years now, and you will be able to fly to the sky in the future. Don't come again if you don't miss this opportunity.

For a moment, Linglong's ears twitched, the two ten-foot-long beards on the lower jaw moved, his eyes opened and closed, and a thousand-mile radius under the water suddenly lit up.

How dare you lie to the dragon.

A thought emerged from the bottom of the water, and Linglong's eyes showed human disdain.

When I am one of those ignorant little spirit veins that just conceived and don't move?

The mouth of the human race, a deceiving ghost.

Back then, the old man lied to himself in the same way.

There was a flash of memory in Linglong's eyes, which was unbelievable for the true spirit manifested in heaven and earth, and it represented that it had evolved to a very high level.

Memories emerged, was it many years ago, ten thousand years ago, or twenty thousand years ago?

I just remember it was a long time ago.

My name is Wangu, a fisherman outside Qinglongshui. I plan to gather the human races of Qinglongshui to establish a tribe called Wangu tribe. One piece of Wangu will last forever. Do you think it's okay, old dragon, you will be the land of my Wangu tribe in the future. .”

My tribe is about to be promoted to Bobu, old dragon, come here.

By the Qinglong River, a young man dressed in black is hunting around, with a pair of eyes looking at all directions, a person like a mountain, and the light in his eyes seems to swallow the whole world.

...

Dark underground cave.

It was still the same figure in the black robe, but with gray hair and fine wrinkles on his face, he could vaguely see the grandeur of his youth.

Old dragon head, if Bobu doesn't survive in the future, you can go and return to Qinglongshui~~~.

That year, the young man who called him, he watched helplessly as he sat in his spiritual veins.

From then on, the later successors of the Wangu tribe no longer knew that he was actually as intelligent as a human being, not just a spiritual vein.

It was originally a spiritual pulse of heaven and earth, but the world of mortals gave birth to a mortal heart.

...

I have the Candle Dragon's Eye here, and I'll give it to you when you come.

Intermittent voices came to mind again, and Linglong's eyes glowed with divine light. Although he left the Eternal Mountains, he still left behind a trace of spirituality.

He was the one who witnessed the destruction of the ages, but unfortunately he is only a spiritual vein. Even though he is as intelligent as a human being now, the rules of the world limit him. With the destruction of the ancient tribe.

In the final analysis, he is just a spiritual vein.

Of course, the Wangu Bobu had grown to the peak of the Bobu in just a few generations back then, and it had an inseparable relationship with him.

The earth veins are majestic, and the aura is like clusters, so that the strong men of the ancient Bobu will emerge in large numbers, overwhelming the heroes. It is a pity that the boy in Sifang is too radical. If it was slow and settled back then, this vast area might already be the domain of the ancient princes. And he might be able to go one step further.

The Candle Dragon's Eye.

For a while, he was really a little cautious.

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Is there a totem god, do you want the candle dragon's eyes?

In the dark Hanoi, Xia Tuo sat cross-legged and shouted, shaking his head.

Old dragon head, if you hear it, just say a word, otherwise I said that I have been shouting for so long, and if you die, tell me where it has solidified into a spirit crystal vein, so that I can collect your body what.

As a member of the Eternal Mountain Range, I have to give you a ride no matter what.

throat!

At this moment, there was a sound in the dark river, echoing in the surrounding void.

Old Dragon~~~

Suddenly, Xia Tuo was stunned, and looked at Wuwu.

Did you just hear that?

Hmm. Wuwu nodded fiercely.

Old Dragon, are you really back?

Regarding Xia Tuo's question, the void around Anhe became silent again, even though he shouted for a long time, there was still no sound.

However, this is already an unexpected joy, which shows that Lingmai has not left completely, and is still paying attention to the Eternal Mountains. Now that he has responded, there is something to talk about.

Next, Xia Tuo called Qiao'er and the two of them, and began to call souls to the spirit veins in turn in the underground underground river cave.

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Would you like Candle Dragon's Eye?

Tens of thousands of miles away, in the deep water, Linglong woke up from the silence.

It's annoying!

The dragon's head was buzzing, not clean at all, he shouldn't have said that, but now it's all right, it's endless, it's like calling a soul.

If he can burst out his strength, he must shoot that guy to death.

The true spirits of heaven and earth are most afraid of killing and robbery. Compared with the promotion of martial arts by human warriors, the true spirits born in heaven and earth will be punished by heaven when they are promoted. This is the restriction of heaven and earth on innate true spirits.

It is rumored that before the Yankang era, this kind of restriction was not so great, and the barbarian was still the world of innate and true spirits.

But something happened at the beginning of the Yankang era. Since then, the number of heaven and earth creatures in the barren land has dropped sharply, and promotion is even more difficult, which is no less than ten thousand times more difficult than at the beginning of Yankang.

The rules of heaven and earth will kill the true spirit of heaven and earth, and the soul will disappear under the catastrophe. Otherwise, the spirit vein will not be connected with the human tribe, and the sense of order of heaven and earth will be covered by the luck of humanity.

Even so, the spiritual veins are restricted in all directions. As long as they don't really survive the catastrophe, they will only be in the form of spiritual veins for a long time and cannot cast spells.

Old dragon head, make another sound.

Linglong shook his head, crawled under his claws, and blocked his ears with dragon whiskers, but after a while, his eyes opened and closed again.

How many thousands of years have passed?

Are humans so shameless?

He is a spiritual vein without emotion.

Yes, there is no emotion.

Old Dragon Head, do you want the Candle Dragon's Eye?

crazy!

hold head high!

A dragon's chant resounded through the bottom of the water, and the calm water with a radius of thousands of miles suddenly became choppy, but it didn't take long for the top of the sky to be filled with lightning and thunder, dark clouds, and purple lightning and silver light across the sky.

Then, Linglong fell silent.

The rules of heaven and earth are restricting more and more severe innate true spirits.

Maybe the Xiantian True Spirit in the Yankang era was too lawless, causing Father Heaven to get angry, so that after such a long time, the anger has not subsided, chasing and beating the Xiantian True Spirit everywhere.

Old dragon head, what are you doing at the bottom of the water? Do you really want to stay for a lifetime and turn into spirit crystal veins in the future?

In the world, ninety-nine percent of the spiritual veins will eventually return to make a crystal clear urn for themselves, and then someone will find it one day, smash it into pieces and use it for cultivation.