The Strongest Tribe

Without Xia Tuo making a sound, Yin Hong had already had a panoramic view of the scene in the mountains. In the wild forest, a hazy mist intertwined, glowing with a faint purple light, and the whole mountain range was glowing with burning vitality.

Not only that, but you can also feel the strong spiritual light all around, it is the cave, a training site built on the small spiritual veins, and there is a faint aura emanating from it.

Wherever you pass, you can see the roots of old trees, the bubbling of clear springs, and some immature medicinal herbs can be seen everywhere. Although the medicinal spirit is not big, it is growing luxuriantly.

It is hard to imagine that this is a tribe that has just established a family for only a few decades, and this scene is not worse than the Bobu he has been to.

Take Yin Hong and walk straight towards the valley on the west side of Tianlu Mountain. There is a group of clan soldiers guarding outside the valley to prevent other clan members from breaking into it. Of course, the most important thing is to block those mischievous kids.

After entering the tribe, Luo turned around and left towards the Eternal Mountains. His destination was Lingyang Mountain, the original Linghe tribe, and now the famous Lingyang ghost in the northwest.

After the blood sacrifice, the land of the Linghe clan is an evil place in the eyes of outsiders, but in the eyes of Luo, it is a treasure land for cultivation, and he has been cultivating in it all these years.

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Entering the valley, Yin Hong saw a group of palaces built close to the mountains. There were no less than a hundred palaces, large and small, and figures shuttled back and forth, looking very busy. Many people were holding animal skin scrolls, even if they were Seeing Xia Tuo, he just bowed from a distance, and went on with his own business.呼噺繓赽奇奇novel盧|w~w~

Although he is a casual cultivator, it does not mean that he is ignorant of the tribal system. As the leader of a tribe, he has the power to kill or kill everyone in the entire tribe. It should not be so simple for ordinary people to be polite when they see the leader.

Moreover, he also noticed that most of the martial artists who came and went in the valley were young, and there were still some fluff on some immature faces, obviously they were only teenagers.

In his eyes, these teenagers, who should be at the right age of cultivation, are walking in a hurry, as if they are busy with important things.

Xia Tuo didn't say anything, he could only follow behind and guess, but the only thing he knew was that he had entered a den of thieves. This place was definitely an important place for the Great Xia tribe.

came back.

Jian Ling came from a large hall. As the guardian elder of the clan, she was also busy sorting out notes on bloodlines. Fortunately, this part of the content was recorded in Lingshi's Wilderness Atlas On the basis of this, the Xia Tribe made their own additions and expansions.

Ok.

Nodding to Jianling, Xia Tuo responded.

Jian Ling looked Yin Hong's body up and down, then smiled and said: This should be the formation master.

Being stared at by Jian Ling, Yin Hong felt a sharp edge passing by him, coming and going quickly.

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The next moment, he was shocked and immediately understood.

It's not that Jian Ling gave him a blow, but that she has a new understanding of the way of the sword, and it's hard to restrain herself for a while, so the lingering sword intent in her sometimes disappears.

Master Yin Hong, please, go to the Formation Hall.

Xia Tuo turned his head and said to Yin Hong: My tribe has collected some scattered formation inheritances, but no one in the clan is proficient in formations, so I can only stare blankly at these. I need your help to sort them out.

That's all?

Hearing this, Yin Hong let out a long breath, and managed to suppress his sudden resentment, and was detained by Xia Tuo forcibly in the Great Xia Department. It would be a lie to say that he had no resentment.

Until this moment he was thinking of a way to leave.

Come here.

Xia Tuo led Yin Hong towards the Palace of Formation. During the nearly two years he had been away, the clan had roughly sorted out all the broken classics brought back from Zhu Rongyu, and they are currently analyzing them further.

However, due to the restriction of the power of the Daxia tribe, matters related to martial arts, beasts, demons, wilderness notes, etc. are progressing rapidly.

Other spiritual plant cultivation, castings, arrays, etc. are progressing slowly.

In the formation hall, stone platforms are filled with all kinds of animal skin scrolls, bamboo slips, and copper slips related to the formation. There are more than a dozen young clansmen who are busy, frowning and thinking, Without a guide, they can only think hard on their own, and every step is very difficult.

After Xia Tuo entered the hall, Yin Hong suppressed the resentment in his heart. When his eyes fell on the stone platforms in the hall, he first showed doubts on his face, and then he walked towards the One of the stone platforms.

He casually picked up a pair of broken animal skin rolls, first looked at it, then put it down and picked up another bamboo slip, and then picked up another animal skin roll.

Watching Yin Hong's movements, Xia Tuo didn't make a sound, and saw Yin Hongyou walking around the stone platforms, looking here and there, grabbing this and that, as if he was immersed in it.

Master Yin Hong, these array inheritances are worth repairing.

After a long time, Xia Tuo asked aloud.

Ah~~

It wasn't until this moment that Yin Hong came back to his senses from a pair of animal skin scrolls, and looked towards more than a hundred stone platforms around him with a changing expression, and said with some dissatisfaction: You just said that you have these things.

At this time, Yin Hong has long forgotten all the previous things. For many years, he has wandered in the northwest land, searching everywhere for the inheritance related to the formation, but this kind of inheritance is an untold secret for any tribe.

As an earth-level formation mage, he may not be a big deal when looking at the entire wild land, but in the wild northwestern region, he is already the top formation mage, so he doesn't like the ordinary formation inheritance, but the ones he likes is not available.

In this case, it would be extremely difficult for him to go any further.

Therefore, after being promoted to the mid-level formation mage of the earth rank, he has been stuck in this realm for nearly a hundred years. The inheritance of the formation in this hall now gives him the hope of breaking through the bottleneck.

Seeing Yin Hong's appearance, Xia Tuo didn't bother him any more. Right now, all the old man's thoughts are probably on the inheritance of formations in this hall, and he can't listen to anything he says. He will be talking about other things in two days.

At that time, the old man had no intention of leaving and both parties were happy. If he had other ideas, then he would have to resort to real means.

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In the summer garden.

In front of Xia Tuo was a stack of books, bound with animal skin paper and bound with animal skin ropes.

He picked up a book and opened it. On the two pages of animal skin paper, one page had a picture of a beast, and the other page had notes about the animal's life habits, preferences, strength, bloodline, and attack methods.

This is the Book of Ten Thousand Beasts, of course it is an abridged version. It records the most common 863 kinds of common beasts in the barren land. Membership, Practice Enlightenment Record, etc.

Of course, these are all deleted versions, and they are the basic classics for cultivating young people in the Great Xia Academy.

These truly complete things are called the Daxia Catalogue, and two copies were transcribed, which were placed in the Hall of Inheritance and the Daxia Academy Palace.

The small animal skin tome consumed too much of Daxia's clan power, and until now the most elite group of people in the clan are still busy with it.

Outside the Xia Garden, footsteps sounded, Old Man Feng, Old Man Bai, and Qing Liu walked into the garden.

It's a good time to come, and take a look at the basic classics compiled by the clan for the Daxia Academy.

Xia Tuo pointed to the book in front of him, and said to the three people who appeared.

Patriarch, these were compiled by our hands.

Old Man Feng said with a smile: If we had such a high starting point back then, how could we have taken so many detours.

Yes, this is the benefit of having a tribe to rely on. The old man Bai answered, then shook his head and said: Even if there is a tribe, other tribes are not as big as our Daxia. Don't eat it. Even if you don't drink or practice, you have to make up these things.

With these things, the dolls in our clan will avoid a lot of detours in their cultivation in the future. As long as they write down all the things in the basic classics, they will not be at a loss when they leave the tribe in the future and encounter ordinary beasts and poisonous insects.

It's just right that you are here. I just have the idea of ​​reforming the Daxia Academy.

How does the patriarch want to change?

For a moment, all three looked at Xia Tuo.

Squeezing his thoughts, Xia Tuo said in a deep voice: After the baby is born, it will not gradually develop its intelligence until it is about six years old. At this time, there will be Mengxue in the clan who will be responsible for enlightening literacy.

When they are ten years old, they will enter the academy and begin to temper their bodies. At this time, the academy will distribute these classics in a unified manner, so that young people can learn these simple common senses while tempering their bodies, including the first knowledge of witchcraft, etc. These academy must professor.

When the foundation is laid at the age of fifteen or sixteen, after visualizing totems, whether it is practicing witchcraft or martial arts, you must further learn witchcraft knowledge.

In a word, the disciples who came out of the Daxia Academy, even if they are totem warriors, must not be ignorant of witchcraft. It is not necessary for them to be ignorant of witchcraft, but they must know simple witchcraft and witch patterns.

From this time on, the disciples in the Academy began to choose their own practice, practicing martial arts, or practicing formations, witch medicine masters, spirit planters, spirit craftsmen, beast masters, witchcraft masters, etc., to cultivate for the clan. All kinds of talents.

Hearing this, Qingliu groaned softly: The patriarch wants to subdivide the practice of Daxia Academy and focus on cultivating various talents.

That's right, that's it. Xia Tuo nodded, and continued: The Daxia Academy is the source of power for the development of the tribe. It is precisely because the tribe lacks various responsible tribesmen that we need to devote all our efforts to training them. What kind of talents are we cultivating, if we persist in this way, after one hundred years, five hundred years, or even one thousand years, will we still be short of major generals in Great Xia!

This is the direction of the development of Daxia Academy, and the clan will spare no effort to support it.

After the three deputy palace masters took the reassurance pill, there was a strange look in their eyes that couldn't be restrained. Looking at the entire barren land, there was no tribe like Daxia who spared no effort to teach and open up the cultivation classics. For ordinary people.

For this, they have new expectations in their hearts.