The Strongest Tribe

The flowers bloom and wither, the vegetation dries up three times, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three years, Xia Tuo did not go out to find trouble in the end. Of course, he did not hide in the tribe pretending to be a grandson, but had to do more important things than these things.

At the same time, on the territory of Great Xia, the secret activities among the vassal tribes became more and more active, and there was a tendency that a single spark could start a prairie fire.

It's like a villain who has achieved success in one day, constantly provoking the strong.

These things are all under the attention of the Shadow Guard and Zhenmensi. Xia Tuo is not in a hurry, but Elder Lu and Elder Yang are in a hurry. On the land of Daxia in Northern Xinjiang, the tribe of Daxia is actually digging The root of summer is tolerable vulgarity.

It's a pity that the patriarch didn't give an order, so they could only hold their breath and dare not act against Xia Tuo's will. While monitoring the situation of the various clans, they secretly wished they could strangle the troublemakers to death.

In winter, when the cold wind howls, Xia Tuo wears a gorgeous cloak on the wilderness in all directions. On the cloak are embroidered with witch patterns such as golden crow, laurel rabbit, and star fire that evolve from the sun, moon, and stars, as well as mountains, dragons, insects, birds, and fire. , water, Fu (fu) and other lines.

The place where he is located is on the 500-foot-high city wall of the inner city, overlooking the wilderness. In the distance, dozens of miles away, there are strong men sweating in the cold wind, shouting. , dragging the boulder to repair the stone tower.

In five years, two million young men have already built the walls of the inner and outer cities of Daxia City. The high walls stretch over the wasteland, and the whole body is full of metal brilliance. There is no slightest crack, all cast with molten iron to death.

At this moment, there are only less than 200,000 people left on the construction site in the city, and the rest of them have been sent back to their homes, and the rest are busy building stone roads and stone pagodas.

It can be clearly seen that in the flat city, more than half of the eighteen stone roads with a width of 100 zhang have been exposed. As for the pavilions in the city, no pavilions have been built.

These strong people only need to cooperate with the wizards to draw animal patterns. As for the pavilions, whoever comes to live in the city will build them by themselves. Xia Tuo is too lazy to spend time and resources to build houses and stone palaces for them.

Standing at the head of the city and looking towards the wasteland, his eyes were filled with a faint purple aura, and the wasteland in the city in his eyes changed drastically for a moment, with wisps of earthy yellow aura mixed with purple aura rising continuously.

This is the air of the earth veins. Three years ago, he wanted to know how to transform into snakes and giant spirits, but it was delayed because of this matter.

It took three years for the Great Xia Landline to move from the Eternal Mountains to this wasteland, and during this time he followed him every step of the way.

It's not that the Wangu Mountains are in decline. As the land of the Great Xia's Longxing, it is also the place where the Tianli Clan is located. The Wangu Mountains are more mysterious than any place in the territory of the Great Xia.

The Great Xia wants to compete for the luck of the frontier, and the Great Xia is trapped in the Eternal Mountains. It is always just a remote small vein, and it is impossible to compete for the frontier.

Building cities and relocating land veins is just the first step for Great Xia to move towards the frontier barrenness.

Xia Tuo closed his eyes slightly, and he could clearly feel the depths of the earth. Earth veins are distributed under the land like great rivers, and each earth vein seems to contain surging spiritual energy, nourishing this vast land. .

The old dragon of the earth veins is still in the process of accumulating the five elements, but it does not prevent the spirit veins themselves from deriving the spiritual meaning of the five elements. There is a lake in the city, and there are water patterns rolling and rippling in the bottom of the lake.

Wisps of spirituality and water vapor blend together.

With a slight flicker of his figure, Xia Tuo's figure disappeared above the head of the inner city, and he appeared in the earth vein cave below the inner city.

After the old dragon of the earth veins moved here, he opened up a cave in the depths of the earth with his own vast spirit. This cave was created after the old dragon initially integrated the spirit of the five elements. Somewhat sturdy.

In the cave sky, multicolored divine lights are intertwined, and from time to time, the innate rhyme of the five elements looms. In the dao lights, there are also unicorns, phoenixes, dragons, dragons, and other divine beasts and birds that manifest, as if they were really alive, surrounding the ancient land veins. Dragon left and right.

Move, it hurts the muscles and bones.

Seeing Xia Tuo's appearance, the old dragon of the Earth Vein lifted up its hundred-zhang-sized dragon head, shook its head and said.

As for the old dragon, Xia Tuo didn't speak directly, and didn't bother to talk to him. As the gathering of the spirit of heaven and earth, the spirit vein can actually be changed in size at will.

The aura is fog at the beginning. If the old dragon wants to, he can completely turn his body into a sea of ​​mist. Of course, this state is when his strength is weakest. Generally, the old dragon maintains his body at a size of ten thousand feet. .

I have eaten a few spiritual veins, and there is also a spiritual vein from Houbu. When will I be able to be promoted to a middle-grade spiritual vein.

Asked by Xia Tuo, the old dragon shrank his head.

The spirit of the five elements has not been fully refined, don't mention the matter of promotion. It has been 30,000 years since I possessed wisdom. It also fell short of success and stopped moving forward.

It is very difficult for Lingmai to be promoted, but I have swallowed the other four elements of spirit, and the original spirit is not bad, it only takes time to settle, and there is no rush, I still have to rely on luck and purple energy to baptize.

The mountains, water veins, and ground veins around the Sifang Wasteland need to be controlled as soon as possible.

Now Xia Tuo has understood how the old dragon of the land veins controls the territory and the land. Wherever the Daxia clan's luck is shrouded, it is nourished by the Daxia clan's purple energy, and the water veins and ground veins under the earth will draw from the land. Xia's power of sentient beings is like a certificate of approval.

And with the passage of time, the more vigorous the Great Xia Clan's purple luck, the more the land veins and spiritual veins on the territory will absorb the power of all living beings.

In this state, if the Great Xia land veins want to extend in any direction, they can easily use these winding land veins and water veins to reach everywhere.

Normally, the old earth vein dragon would not randomly scatter his spirit body everywhere, just like a big tree with thousands of roots, the old dragon is the root of the main tree.

All the ground veins and spiritual veins on the territory of Daxia are all kinds of branch roots, and the old dragon's thoughts can reach every place of each root at will.

But usually, the old dragon sleeps in the nest, because the spiritual energy will be consumed when the spiritual energy is mobilized.

Today, the Great Xia Landline has already crossed the barren areas of the Northern Territory and the Northwest Territory, and extended to the Six Paths of the Northern Territory. Of course, this kind of induction is still very weak.

The old dragon withdrew his head back and curled up again in his huge body. Above its spiritual body, branch veins composed of aura stretched out in all directions, piercing into the soil and rocks.

The volatilization of spiritual energy is a slow process, and spiritual veins have the same intelligence as human beings. People need to breathe and breathe air, and the same is true for spiritual veins.

Seeing the silence of the old dragon, Xia Tuo didn't say much. Two figures sitting cross-legged appeared while waving his hands. They were the bodies of the two gods who had lost their souls.

They are the living dead, but the vitality of their bodies is still at a vigorous stage, it is still possible to frighten people, and they are placed in the spiritual cave.

Then the man in black armor also appeared, and he sat cross-legged in a corner.

Of course, these are just scaring people. Xia Tuo's real killer is the old bastard. He also followed the migration of the old dragon of the earth veins and came to the bottom of the city.

These two physical bodies are good. If you got them earlier, you wouldn't need to waste a pillar of luck.

The old bastard's whole body was like a mottled cracked stone, sinking and floating in a small stream of water, and under the cover of the old dragon of the earth's veins, he couldn't detect his existence at all.

It wasn't that there were no conditions before.

Xia Tuo thought it was a pity when he thought about it, but the matter had passed, and thinking about it would only add to his troubles.

Do you want to build a big tribe with everyone in the entire clan, you are the only one, the ambition is really big.

Originally, Xia Tuo was going to leave, but he didn't expect the old bastard to be so talkative now after years of silence.

What the old bastard said is not bad, but the layout is too small. He wants to build the entire frontier into a big tribe, and there is no division of parts.

But I have to say that the old bastard's eyes are vicious, and the centralized system has never appeared in this land. The old bastard summed up what he saw in his own words.

Do you always think it's possible?

Then, Xia Tuo made a sound.

An old bastard who has been up and down for tens of thousands of years, his vision is absolutely beyond imagination. Any life lived for a long time can be called a legend.

Regarding Xia Tuo's question, the old bastard didn't make a sound, but fell into silence. After a long time, he said faintly: It's easy to die if you are too ambitious.

Bah~!

Suddenly, Xia Tuo's face darkened.

I wish you a long life, old man.

Soon, the Lingmai Cave became quiet.

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Walking out of the earth vein cave, Xia Tuo returned to the top of the city. After the earth veins migrated over, this withered wasteland was nourished by spirituality. shoots.

At this point, Xia Tuo could clearly feel that strands of spiritual energy under the earth were swimming between the soil, and then volatilized into the heaven and the earth.

The land veins have migrated, and then it's time for the clan to migrate. As the old bastard said, in the words of the wild land, he wants to build the entire Great Xia into a unified tribe.

Therefore, the family luck of the Great Xia is different from that of other Bo tribes. Since the entire Great Xia is a large tribe, the family luck can naturally migrate. In contrast, the other Bo tribes do not have such strength. Clan luck Ziqi can't cross the clan land.

For many tribes, the clan lands are built on the steep mountains and beautiful and dangerous peaks. It is majestic and majestic, but it also restricts the development of the tribes.