The Strongest Tribe

As a fellow of human blood, seeing monster soldiers raging on the same race, this feeling is really not very good. Xia Tuo is conceited that he is also a mortal body with naked eyes, and he cultivates the emotions and six desires.

At this moment, I watched helplessly as the monster soldiers backed away after torturing, leaving behind broken arms and stumps, blood stains, and countless cries.

Yin Hong stood behind Xia Tuo, also very absent-minded, muttering.

Why it came out like this!

There is nothing wrong with killing demons and saving people, unless they can take away all the people here, but who can guarantee that it will not cause a chain reaction. It is just a little trouble to take away the tens of thousands of people under the Rage God Mountain, but there are many human races outside the Rage God Mountain.

If the demon clan is not eliminated, the catastrophe will not be eliminated.

Xia Tuo's feeling was very bad. He felt that he was too sober. He would be very happy if he was so sober before, but now this soberness made him extremely uncomfortable.

At the foot of the Rage God Mountain, the monster soldiers left after torturing, and some warriors rushed out from the city to treat the injured and gathered the clansmen who survived by chance.

Amidst the sobbing, everyone skillfully tidied up the ruins.

call!

Letting out a long breath, Xia Tuo closed his eyes slightly to look down the mountain.

Let's go.

He can't save Zhongyu's troubles, to be precise, he can't save them right now.

The stalwart of Great Xia can't cover this place yet.

Yin Hong was a little lost, and followed Xia Tuo in a daze, walking towards the depths of Huangshen Mountain. The scene he saw in a short period of time broke through the worldview he had experienced for hundreds of years.

After walking two steps, Xia Tuo stopped and said to Yin Hong, You wait here.

The next moment, Xia Tuo's figure disappeared, and appeared in the city below the mountain not long after, and the city seemed very chaotic after going through the demon chaos.

There is no overall planning in the city, houses and stone halls stand in a mess, and many people are applying medicine to the newly injured. From the sporadic sobbing words, Xia Tuo has an understanding of the city.

This is one of the many small towns outside Huangshen Mountain. It is under the command of the Great Monster Army (Yin Hui), and these monster soldiers will come to wreak havoc every once in a while.

The settlements outside the city are populated by the old and the weak, but since the demon soldiers haven’t come for a long time, the middle-aged and young people living in the city are a little slack, and they took their children out of the city to find their relatives for a reunion. Unexpectedly, the demon soldiers suddenly appeared at this time .

In a dilapidated stone hall in the center of the city, a white-haired old man looked at Xia Tuo who came from outside, with a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Gather the children in the city, I will take them away, and give them a stable environment to grow up.

Looking at the old man with most of his face ruined and hideous scars, Xia Tuo said softly.

Hearing this, the old man was taken aback for a moment, and then there was hope on his face.

Thank you, my lord~

The old man didn't ask about Xia Tuo's origin. The area around the Huangshen Mountain had already been the breeding ground of the monster race, and the human race could not struggle at all.

Then the old man hurried out, and soon there was movement in the city, there was noise and shouting, and a full half a day passed, and the outside of the stone hall was crowded with dark figures, and there were more than two hundred little dolls in the front , the older one is only eight or nine years old, and the younger one is still babbling.

There are more than two hundred people, not all the dolls in the city, there are more than a thousand dolls under the age of ten in the whole city.

My lord, take them away.

In the crowd, some parents had tears in their eyes and covered the corners of their mouths to keep themselves from crying.

Then, the cheering Xia Tuo fell to his knees in front of his eyes.

My lord, take them away.

Little frog, don't come back, never come back.

Get out of here and don't come back!

Thank you sir, I kowtow to you.

...

Opening the cave treasure and sending more than two hundred children in, Xia Tuo glanced at the large figures kneeling on the ground, turned around and walked towards Huangshen Mountain.

Watching Xia Tuo leave, the old man with the scar on his face got up from the ground and yelled at the kneeling people behind him.

Get out of the way, those who are sent away by their children, and those who are over 50 years old, get out of the city to live.

Also, whoever dares to say what happened today, I will kill him.

...

Patriarch.

Seeing Xia Tuo come back, Yin Hong groaned softly.

Let's go, dismantle the teleportation witch formation, and we will return to the tribe.

Xia Tuo made a sound and didn't say anything to Yin Hongduo. What he did just now was just a whim in his mind, and he did it when he thought of it. What he didn't expect was that the people in the city were more cautious than him.

In the environment where the monster race continues to abuse, the human race here lives more cautiously.

With Yin Hong as the formation master, the two spent two days dismantling the teleportation witch formation, and then embarked on a long journey home.

...

Daxia Academy.

In the depths of Lingzhou, the land of the academy, after being silent for a long time, it became lively again.

On a huge square under Lingxiao Peak, there are bluestone slabs, and animal patterns are carved on the stone walls. Even after years of management by the academy, the ancient wasteland is still full of desolation.

There were quite a few teenagers standing in the square, all under the age of twenty, over seventeen or eighteen, and at least fifteen or sixteen. There were about three hundred people.

This is the first batch of young people selected in the city.

When he came to a new place suddenly, he was curious about these little guys, and he kept looking around, with a shocked look in his eyes.

The suspended hills, the floating stone palaces, and the colorful clouds above the sky are like fairyland.

Speaking of which, since getting the floating formation, the clan land has not been used, so it has been used for the Black Dragon City and the Academy, but the effect is indeed good.

The eyes of these young people who had just been selected from the city in the academy were filled with shock.

On Zixiao Peak, several heads of the Academy, and Elder Ke Qing were there.

Elder Feng, it's up to you to preside over it.

The white old man said with a smile, looked at the young man standing at the foot of the mountain, stroking his beard, and kept nodding.

The patriarch has taken away the mainstay of our academy, and there are not even a few people who can do it right now.

Old Man Feng pondered for a moment, looked at Qingliu, and said, Elder Qingliu, ask some of your disciples to help, and by the way, Nanli's girl should also call.

The patriarch's meaning is very clear. These young people will need to strengthen the grassroots of Daxia's territory in the future. Our academy is not only to cultivate top talents, but also talents that will help Daxia's development.

...

Hundreds of people with various attitudes, more than 300 young people gathered together, especially when they came to this strange place again, some people showed timidity in their eyes, and some showed interest...

Chirp!

A crisp cry sounded, and Qiaoling flew down from the sky on the phoenix, attracting the attention of many young people. The phoenix was full of blue and purple light, and its handsome appearance was like a beast.

Qiaoling looked at the young people below, and said softly: This is Daxia Academy, the most powerful sacred place for inheriting martial arts in Daxia. You can call me senior sister, I am a high-ranking disciple of the Academy.

Qiaoling's voice drew everyone's attention to himself, and the ethereal voice sounded in the square.

In the academy, disciples are divided into five types: ordinary, inner sect, person, status, and heaven, which correspond to the cracking stone realm to the god Tibet realm.

Senior sister is a status disciple, is she in the Divine Hidden Realm?

What is the realm of senior sister?

...

A young man's voice sounded from the square below, Qiaoling chuckled lightly and said, I practice witchcraft, and I practice witchcraft.

wizard!

Hearing this, there was an uproar in the square below, the wizard was too far away from them.

Senior brothers and sisters, practicing witchcraft and martial arts are both Taoist practices, and you can also walk your own path in the future.

You are all at the Cracking Stone Realm, and from now on you are ordinary disciples of the academy, and if you want to be promoted to inner sect disciples, you need to be promoted to the Mountain Opening Realm.

You are temporarily cultivating under Zixiao Peak, and when you are promoted to inner sect disciples, you will have the opportunity to learn from your masters. The peak masters of every mountain in the school are in the realm of Shenzang.

During the practice, you still need to complete some tasks...

Qiao Ling spent half a day explaining some matters to these young people, and then Bai Ling appeared and distributed a book of animal skins and a black robe to each young man.

Junior Brother and Junior Sister, this animal skin book in your hands contains the book of martial arts training in my Great Xia Academy, and it is also my Great Xia's martial training. I hope everyone will keep it in mind.

Xue Gong Wu Xun!

A young man opened the book of animal skins, and on the first page it was written, Build your heart for heaven and earth, and your life for the people.

For these young people, this age has just entered martial arts, which is a time for shaping. The academy is not only a time to practice martial arts, but also a time to shape their values.

After these young people were settled, it was already time for the golden crow to fall, and Zixiao Peak went to the main hall.

According to the news from various cities, there are a few good seedlings in this group of young people, and there are also young people who can practice witches, and they are temporarily handed over to Elder Qingliu to teach.

it is good.

For old man Feng's arrangement, Qingliu nodded, anyway, she has disciples, so it's easy to teach the witches who have just embarked on the road of cultivation.

There is news from Soul Mountain City that more than a thousand young people have been selected, and they will be sent to the academy in a short time. The house at the foot of the mountain still needs to be expanded and handed over to Elder Bai.

Okay. The old man nodded.

Okay, let's talk about the important things.

Old Man Feng restrained his mind, and continued: With the current strength of our Great Xia, it is easy to train Tianmai realm warriors, as long as the resources can keep up with the recruited disciples, more than 40% of them can be promoted to Tianmai realm.

Most of the rest can reach the Tianmai state after spending some time, so there is nothing to say about martial arts practice.

What I'm talking about is the cultivation of loyalty. This group of disciples will be sent to various cities in the territory to serve as grassroots officials. This is just the beginning. In the future, when the territory of Daxia expands, more people will be needed. We need to think about it in many ways. .

People's hearts are fleshy, and Daxia puts all his efforts into cultivating them. Is it possible that they can also raise white-eyed wolves?

I think Elder Feng is overthinking. It is true that young people are impulsive, but when their blood is ignited, Daxia Wuxun is the guiding light on their hazy road of martial arts.

...

In the main hall, several elders talked with each other, discussing the training plan for the disciples of the school, and soon night fell, and the laurel moon rose in the mountains.