The Strongest Tribe

In Yanlong City, life is full of turmoil, and warriors from all directions gather here.

Zhu Rongyu's human tribes and monster tribes are intertwined, and the two sides are constantly fighting. Although it is tragic, it also makes the circulation of Zhu Rongyu's resources more convenient than that of the frontier.

Yanlong City is controlled by three strong human casual cultivators, each of whom is at the peak of the Divine Hidden Realm, and each city lord has many followers, and all the thousands of miles around Yanlong City are brought under their control.

Of course, in such a war-torn area, the powerhouses at the peak of the Divine Hidden Realm cannot really guarantee stability. What Yanlong City really relies on is the Nine Dragons Swallowing Fire Formation left over from the Yanlonghou tribe back then.

Relying on this large formation, the three city lords of Yanlong City withstood the pressure from all quarters, and controlled Yanlong City steadily for more than a hundred years.

Looking at the entire barren land, even if it is an existence that can be ranked in the realm of supernatural powers, it is enough to be called a strong man who can enter the room and can run across the land and sit in charge of a Bobu.

However, it is not uncommon to rely on a large formation to fight across the ranks, which is not uncommon in the entire Zhu Rongyu. What kind of scene will the Zhu Rongyu, which is full of wars, and the Great Yin Yu, which is known as the king's domain, look like.

After entering the city, Xia Tuo and Fat Brother separated and walked directly towards the casual repair stalls in the city. In addition to excavating the ruins over the years, sweeping the casual repair stalls in the city is also a necessary means for the two of them.

Xia Tuo didn't choose, but came to the first casual repair stall on the street. This stall was full of various bones and some scattered herbs, most of which were of ordinary grade and of little value.

My lord, I found these from the ruins.

Seeing Xia Tuo standing in front of his stall, the owner of the stall was an old man, and he hurriedly said that he set up a stall at the edge of the whole street, no matter in terms of his own strength and the things he displayed, it was obvious.

Xia Tuo squatted down and picked up a bone with purple streaks from a pile of bones. It was filled with a faint demonic aura, and a vague imprint could be vaguely seen among them, shaped like a fox and standing like a human.

Compared with Bian Huangwen, the monster changed color, and here in Zhurong, the bones are one of the materials used to make witchcraft. Zhu Rongyu has many casual cultivators who live by hunting and killing scattered monsters.

Then Xia Tuo found out all the demon bones in the skeleton. There were nine pieces in total, and an illusory ghost shadow could be seen dimly on each piece.

These demon bones are very common, and he plans to bring them back to the tribe to let them identify them.

After all, monsters in the wilderness are not common. If the common monsters are listed in the clan, so that the clansmen can get to know them from an early age, then the mystery and fear of monsters will no longer be a problem.

It is rumored that there is a divine beast Bai Ze in the barren land, and it is a real auspicious beast in the world. There are 11,520 kinds of demons and ghosts in the world.

However, Bai Ze has already become a legend, and only appeared in the Yankang era, and The Picture of Bai Ze's Ghosts has long been lost.

Therefore, if he wanted to compile the catalog of monsters, Xia Tuo could only accumulate bit by bit by himself. Fortunately, the monster race was blessed with good fortune, respected by blood, and could transform into human beings. There will be a mark left in his blood and bones.

My lord really has a good eye. These are the bones of the big monster. As long as you find the big metalsmith, you can easily cast ground soldiers.

One demon bone and two spirit crystals will do.

Xia Tuo looked at the old man at the peak of the mountain in front of him, pointed to a piece of demon bone, and said, One or two?

After being glanced at by Xia Tuo, the old man felt a little nervous, shrank his head, and said, How about two yuan for one piece?

A total of five spirit crystals.

In the end, the old man gritted his teeth and said, he picked these up around Yanlong City, and with his strength and age, he no longer dared to go far from the city.

Three spirit crystals.

If you don't have to work hard, you have to work hard. There is still a trace of demon marrow in these demon bones, and two spirit crystals can't be missing.

Then, Xia Tuo threw out two spirit crystals, put away the demon bones, got up and took two steps, and came directly to the booth next to the old man.

This stall is similar to the old man's, with demon bones and common medicinal herbs, some of which have not completely lost their spirituality.

Along the street stalls like this, Xia Tuo picked one after another, and soon there were rumors in the whole street, a guy from a large family, with so many spirit crystals that he was useless, charged demon bones and all kinds of unknown Stuff, everyone, seize the opportunity to collect spirit crystals.

Hurry up, I have to go and move the stone ox that I have treasured for several years, maybe I will meet someone who knows the goods this time.

Let's go, go outside to pick up the demon bone, there are really people who want this thing.

It seems that the treasure that has been handed down to me for eighteen generations is about to change hands.

...

In the end, Xia Tuo didn't have to leave, he just chose a place, surrounded by people with all kinds of things in their arms.

Everyone is working as a casual cultivator and setting up a stall in Yanlong City, and now a person finally came who is stupid and has a lot of spirit crystals... Open-minded people must replace all the things they have accumulated for many years with spirit crystals.

All of a sudden, the casual cultivators in Yanlong City began to call for friends, lest they would be late, and the broken pieces would fall into their hands.

...

Wan Bao Que.

On the third floor of Wanbao Que, a place in Yanlong City that specializes in purchasing all kinds of spiritual resources, Fat Brother sat inside and looked down. Opposite him was the deacon of Wanbao Que.

That is to say, you have all of them, but you just don't want to change them.

Fat Brother said unhurriedly, as a descendant of the Tao Zhu family, he will not be like that guy on the street outside, who does not care about meat and vegetables, and puts everything in his arms, the Lord is a decent person.

Deacon Fan said with a smile on his face, Fat Master, whether it is the inheritance of martial arts or witchcraft, it is the heritage of the tribe. How can it be exchanged? There are really none in the pavilion that need to be sent back to the tribe.

Are there any dilapidated classics, you Wanbao Que don't like them, travel notes are fine, all kinds of messy records, as long as they have words.

Forehead.

Hearing this, Deacon Fan was stunned. Is there something wrong with the master in front of him?

Yes or no!

Yes, yes.

As he spoke, Deacon Fan called a warrior over and whispered instructions in his ear.

Wanbao Que has been based in Yanlong City for hundreds of years. As this big city has experienced many wars, it is still standing in the city, which is enough to see the strength behind it.

Wan Bao Que purchases various resources all the year round, and there are many casual cultivators coming and going in Yanlong City, and the accumulated resources collected over time is a huge number, and many of them do not know what they are.

As for the dilapidated classics, there are countless. Zhu Rongyu has been through war for a long time, and it is common for tribes to be destroyed. Casual cultivators will go to these ruins of tribes to collect resources.

In fact, these tribal relics that Xia Tuo and the others went to have been turned over for a long time. Of course, if the powerhouses at the peak of the Shenzang Realm go to search for them, the Tianmai Realm is naturally incomparable.

Soon the martial artist ordered by Deacon Fan returned, holding a storage witch in his hand, and handed it to Deacon Fan.

My lord, there are a total of 3,368 volumes of various broken classics in the witchcraft.

Fat Brother took the witchcraft, and his spirit penetrated into it all the time. Suddenly, all the tatters accumulated in the space of the witchcraft were collected in the spiritual world.

Are you a fat guy who collects rags?

Hearing that Deacon Fan was very helpless, he met someone who was unreasonable.

Let's make a price, I want these things, fat brother.

Hearing Fat Brother's words, Deacon Fan immediately regained his expression, revealing a shrewd expression.

Normally speaking, even if it is the last time to cultivate to the Tianmai state, it takes five~~~

You are broken.

None of the things related to cultivation are complete. I will take a thousand spirit crystals, or you can keep them all.

...

On the street, Xia Tuo couldn't count how much junk he had collected. He had never seen some things, and he didn't know what they were.

Of course, I also encountered a strange flower, so I pried a stone slab on the side of the road and said it was a treasure. Now I will be lying more than ten feet away, with more air and less air.

With this wonderful thing as an example, the next people will all be honest, lined up one by one, carrying or holding in their hands, or carrying them in animal skins, holding things that they haven't fooled out for many years, ready to go. Give it a try and see if you can turn it into a spirit crystal.

In this way, the two of them spread their goods in a restrained manner, and the other visited all the resource treasure pavilions in the city. For Xia Tuo, he didn't have the thief's eyes of the fat brother, but he had spirit crystals. As long as he looked interesting, he would stay. The thief's eye is powerful, and it can't stand krypton gold.

...

three days later.

Lingshan Building.

The two adults are already like thunder in Yanlong City.

Ling Yue, the deacon of Lingshan Building, laughed along with him.

The rag king?

Fat Brother said with a half-smile, which immediately made Lingyue's expression stagnate, but fortunately, he regained his calm in the blink of an eye.

Xia Tuo didn't make a sound, but looked at the inner hall of Lingshan Tower. Not far in front of it was a Wuling Wall, on which the names of various resources flashed, like a display screen.

This thing is very good.

Suddenly, he looked at Fat Brother, wondering why Fat Brother dragged him to this Lingshan Tower.

Deacon Ling, we are interested in all kinds of weird things, I think you already know it without mentioning it.

Holding the small jade axe, the fat brother tried to knock on the stone table in front of him, making a clear and pleasant sound every time.

At first Lingyue didn't feel anything, but after a few beeps, his expression changed drastically, and he looked at Fat Brother with some horror.

Fat Brother said softly: Feng Ming Qishan, the positive sound is nine, the negative sound is nine, the number of nine and nine, the number is connected with the Tao.

At this moment, Deacon Ling's expression completely changed, and he was a little choked up, and said, You... how do you know the true solution of Lingshan?

I didn't expect that after so many years, the phoenix of Fengming Qishan has not completely withered. How many generations of kings have been passed down by the royal court of the Great Zhou?