The Strongest Tribe

In the field, Xia Tuo put away Hong Feng's animal skin letter, and continued to drink from the wine cup.

It's up to Hong Feng to look at himself, if he can't figure it out, the blessing of the family fortune will stop here.

Xia Tuo thought of a sentence, a sentence from a previous life, being an official is one of the benefactors. Maybe the word 'official' is not appropriate in the wild land, but the reason is the same.

Hong Feng is the city lord of Hongshan city, and even the domain lord of Hongshan city region. According to the duties assigned to him by Daxia, he has to completely control the entire Hongshan city region of sixteen cities.

Moreover, the integration of clan domains is only the first step, and the next step is to promote the development of martial arts civilization in the city area. The development of martial arts in various cities in Hongshan area is very backward. Due to the lack of totem visualization, more than 90% of many cities are ordinary people .

How to go the next way, he needs to make a judgment based on Hong Feng.

what happened to you?

Seeing Xia Tuo groaning, and the wine cup beside his mouth not moving, Jian Ling couldn't help asking.

When he came back to his senses, Xia Tuo waved his hands and said with a smile: It's okay, what do you think I let all the people in the city come to farm?

All farming?

Jianling couldn't help but laugh at Xia Tuo's sudden idea. She thought it was incredible. Throughout the ancient and modern times, in the barren land for a long time, although the human race gathered wild fruits to feed their hunger, they still hunted for a living.

Compared with the vast and vast mountains, the number base of the human race is simply unable to open up the wilderness. There are endless beasts in the mountains, and they have never been killed since ancient times.

Jian Ling's surprise was expected by Xia Tuo.

It is estimated that everyone in the clan will be shocked by his idea. This is not Lingzhou. Besides, in Lingzhou, it is because of local conditions that large-scale cultivation of Lingmi is done to feed millions of slaves.

Taking Jian Ling to clean up the weeds in the ten acres of millet spiritual field, when the golden crow was falling to the west, the two returned to Huolin City together.

During this period of time, the few acres of spiritual fields outside the southern city have become the most talked about thing among the people in Huoling City.

Someone is planting grass outside the city!

Many people deliberately went to the outside of Nancheng to take a look, and spread it everywhere after they came back.

...

Central Firewood City,

A large courtyard.

This is the Huolin City Lord's Mansion. Of course, people who live in Huolin City do not regard this as the City Lord's Mansion, but they respect the old City Lord very much.

There is a simple and unsophisticated stone hall in the courtyard, and there are beast fire jumping in the hall.

Old city lord, the seedlings outside the city have grown to a height of three feet. Not to mention that there is a difference between being tended by someone and being tended by no one. Even weeds look a little different after being tended by someone.

What's the difference? I think you're an idiot. I don't know what to say.

Get out, I've been to Heilang City, you idiot.

...

The stone palace looked dilapidated, the stones on the ground had already been worn smooth, and many of them were cracked, and several figures were yelling and arguing.

On the stone chair in front, the gray-haired, wrinkled Huolin City Lord squinted his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

The old city owner fell asleep again, let's go out and talk.

Go out, go out, whoever is afraid of whom.

...

The sound of quarreling left the stone hall and gradually faded away, and the stone hall became quiet, only the crackling of the beast fire dancing on the surrounding stone lampstands.

Grandpa, it's time to rest.

A little boy came from outside the stone hall, jumped up and down, and gently pushed the old city lord.

The sleeping old city lord opened and closed his eyes, yawned, and looked listless, but looked at the little boy with a look of kindness, and raised his withered palm to pat the little boy.

In a few days, I will take you to the main city. There is a wizard in Qianlong Temple in the main city. I will go and see if you have the talent for witchcraft.

Really, grandpa, I can go to the main city.

The little boy raised his face to look at the old man, his face was full of hope.

Of course it is true. Your grandpa is the Lord of Fire Forest City anyway, even though the people in the city have not regarded me as the Lord of Fire Forest for so many years.

The old man led the boy towards the outside of the stone hall, staggering, as if his blood had been exhausted to a certain extent.

Your grandpa and I were too impulsive back then. You have to remember not to be impulsive in everything. Impulse is the devil, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Well, I see. Grandpa, you have already said it countless times.

You have to listen to it no matter how many times you say it. If your grandpa and I hadn't passed by Fire Forest City by chance, we wouldn't have been seen by a half-pure-blooded Fengleijiu...

I know, I know, if Grandfather hadn't been seen by Feng Leijiu, he wouldn't have thrown the long sword in his hand, and he wouldn't have killed Feng Leijiu if he hadn't thrown the long sword.

If Fengleijiu hadn't been killed, he wouldn't have attracted the pure-blooded Black Feather Eagle to attack. If the Black Feather Eagle hadn't made a move, Grandpa wouldn't have seriously injured him to kill Black Feather Eagle.

If he hadn't killed the Black Feather Eagle, he wouldn't have been praised by the casual cultivators in the entire city, and he would not have become the person who led the entire city to resist the beast tide.

If he hadn't become the leader in resisting the beast tide in Huolin City, he wouldn't have led thirteen Tianmai realm warriors in the city to go deep into the wilderness to kill a Xuanlin Tiger who was about to be promoted to the lord level, and he wouldn't have been severely injured and fell to the ground. End now.

With his little hands behind his back, the little boy spoke in a childish voice, without a single pause between his words, it was obvious that he had already memorized the memorization.

Remember, fame is exhausting. Your grandpa once had the hope of becoming a strong man in the Divine Hidden Realm, but he can only live here forever.

With a sigh on his face, the old man carried the little doll into the back stone house.

...

The next day, the old man tremblingly walked out of the stone courtyard in the center of the city, and walked towards the south of the city. People passing by in the city along the way saw him and stood up to signal him.

Old city lord.

Eagle head, you look pretty good.

Old city lord, I have excellent roasted pork here, try it.

Old City Lord, where are you going, I will carry you on my back.

...

On the stone road to and fro, no matter whether it was a seemingly unruly man or other figures, they all showed a touch of respect when they saw the old man.

Okay, okay, let's go, let's go.

The old man waved his hand with a smile on his face.

Old city lord, my mother-in-law has just given birth to a baby a few days ago, so I'll bring it here for you to have a look at.

A middle-aged woman in a shabby animal robe hurried towards her stone yard, and took out the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes in a short while.

Old city lord, look at this kid.

The little guy is so strong, he must be a powerful totem warrior in the future.

The old man looked at the baby in swaddling clothes and said with a smile.

Really, my little boy really became a totem warrior?

real.

The old man nodded.

You were always the most powerful warrior in Fire Forest City. You were the one who saved my family from the mouth of the beast when the dead ghost was in charge. It's a pity that his life was so poor that he still died in the mouth of the beast.

The woman showed excitement holding her little grandson, as if the baby in her arms had become a totem warrior.

I believe what you say.

In this way, the old man walked all the way and walked out of the city. He wanted to see the Lingtian outside the city. He had heard people say it all along, which aroused great curiosity.

Unfortunately, Xia Tuo and Jian Ling were not there, but went to Hongshan City. After looking at the Lingtian, the old man returned to the City Lord's Mansion with deep thoughts.

...

Hongshan City.

Xia Tuo came to Hongshan City, not looking for Hong Feng. In a small garden in the southwest corner of the city, the vegetation was lush. Jianling sat on a stone pier, looking towards the direction of the stone house from time to time.

There is a faint purple light in the stone house. Xia Tuo sits cross-legged on the stone bed, facing the ups and downs of the seal of the sky, surrounded by purple air, and unfolds a hazy picture of mountains, rivers and cities.

The city lies on the wasteland, and the pavilions and towers in the city are looming. If you zoom in on the illusory city image in the purple air, you will find that it is the same as Hongshan City.

Boom!

The door of the stone house opened, and Jian Ling turned around to look at Xia Tuo who came out, and asked softly, Enlightened?

No, it seems that we have to secretly help Hong Feng to speed up his process of controlling the clan.

Xia Tuo, who had restrained his breath, whispered to Jian Ling.

I sensed that there was no aura of Hong Feng in the City Lord's Mansion. I asked the clan soldiers stationed in front of the teleportation formation, and said that they had activated the teleportation formation and headed to Black Dragon City.

Jian Ling continued, How can we help him?

It doesn't matter, he is the city lord of Hongshan City, the lord of Hongshan Region, even if he leaves temporarily, it will be fine.

With Jian Ling, Xia Tuo headed towards Huolin City.

...

Daxia Clan Land, where the Clan Affairs Hall is located, Hong Feng, the lord of Daxia Hongshan City, is squatting at the gate of the External Affairs Hall, and all the people coming and going are looking at him.

Jue Shan, the deacon of the guarding hall in charge of Sanxiu city in the external affairs hall, was spitting and splashing stars, and tried to persuade him.

I said City Lord Hong, Ancestor Hong, the elder is really no longer in the palace. Even if you find the elder, there is no extra totem stele in the palace. I really won't lie to you.

Jue Shan Yilian's hard-pressed appearance, originally as the deacon in charge of Sanxiu City in the Palace of Foreign Affairs, he has certain real power, such as sending clansmen to sit in the city, collecting tribute from Sanxiu City and so on.

But that was many years ago. Since Daxia established the clan domain, his guarding hall is considered an empty shell. All matters about the Sanxiu city are decided by the patriarch himself, and there is nothing wrong with him.

Elder Tu of the Foreign Affairs Hall also told him that the guarding hall was going to be abolished, and he was transferred to another department hall for appointment, but the abolition order has not been issued, so he can only do this job.

But I didn't expect that I didn't know what wind two days ago, and the city lord of Hongshan was blown here. First, he met the elders of the foreign affairs hall, and then went directly to him to guard the hall.

Although the duty of guarding the palace is to control the Sanxiu city, but that was good in the past, and now the clan domain is the most important place in the clan, how can he, a small Tianmai realm warrior, intervene in it.

Besides, his Tianmai state is far from the Tianmai state of Hongshan City Lord in front of him, otherwise he would not be so embarrassed.

Hong Feng glanced at Jue Mountain, and said calmly, Give me twenty pieces of totem stele, and I'll leave.