The Strongest Tribe

In the second step of the land opening stage, after building the prototype of the small world, it began to enter the stage of small world accumulation. At the beginning, just like what Xia Tuo experienced now, the small world began to accumulate flesh and blood from the inside out.

Of course, accumulating flesh and blood is only one part of this stage, and the small world itself also needs to be continuously tempered and expanded.

Originally, the battle qi was stored in the sea of ​​divine orifice qi, but now that the small world has been tempered, the battle qi has begun to transform into the power of the world. This is a gradual process.

There is a qualitative difference between the power of the world and the battle spirit. The power of the world contains the true meaning of the law. Although it can also be regarded as the battle spirit stored in the body, the battle spirit at this moment is beginning to blend with the law of life.

That is to say, once the transformation is completed, the power emitted by waving hands is a fusion of law and energy. Similarly, as the understanding of the law deepens and the gradual transformation of one's own small world, the power of the world will more and more pure.

After retreating for nearly two years, Xia Tuo crossed the threshold of the first step of the land-opening state in one fell swoop, and entered the second stage of the world's embryonic stage of the land-opening state.

At this moment, his mind sank into his body, and he could see seventy-two mud eggs wrapped in yellow mud rising and falling between the flesh and blood, connected with the heavenly veins, supported by war bones, connecting the limbs, the internal organs, and the whole body. One.

The small world was transformed from the original sea of ​​divine orifice qi. Due to the refinement of the innate aura, the area of ​​his small world is actually much smaller than the original sea of ​​qi. Fifty or sixty miles in size.

This level can be regarded as the rough embryonic state of the small world, which is much worse than the small world of Shenhou in the Sacred King Mountain Range, which is thousands of miles in size.

It is also conceivable that tempering the small world to the size of thousands of miles will consume a lot of spiritual objects, and the ability to control one's own combat body and primordial spirit will be a huge burden.

Therefore, it is not easy to cultivate the ground-opening realm. Once the physical body and the soul's control cannot keep up, the small world will break the battle body and separate and collapse.

Like the old Shenhou, he has more energy than energy, not because he doesn’t want to cultivate, but once he cultivates, he will easily end up in a dead end. Unless there is a heaven-defying opportunity, he can break through this knot, otherwise once the balance in the body is broken, he will be separated and collapsed. in sight.

On Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo's body was flowing with mysterious and yellow divine light, intertwined with the rhyme of life and death, and his vitality became more and more blazing, and the spirituality of the soil was also volatilizing as it merged with the flesh and blood.

The mysterious yellow airflow transformed by the soil in the small world is constantly rising and falling, tempering the small world, and when the small world expands to a certain extent, it can take the opportunity to generate vitality and turn it into the real world.

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recovering from practice,

Xia Tuo saw an illusory shadow of the real sword of cold ice outside Jian Ling's body, wrapped his body, his breath was silent, he quietly walked down Tianlu Mountain without disturbing Jian Ling's cultivation.

In the summer garden, Qiaoer sat in the wooden pavilion, and stood blackly outside the wooden pavilion, with a strong body, but there was a look of fear in her two big eyes.

Little Heihei, come here.

Hearing the sound, Hei Hei shook his head.

Come here, I won't eat you again.

Hei Hei paced back and took a few steps back, I'm not stupid, so I won't be fooled.

Seeing Heihei like this, Qiao'er was immediately discouraged, she leaned her chin on the wooden table with both hands, and then she showed her white teeth, pretending to be vicious, and threatened: If you don't come here again, believe it or not I will throw you into the wild and ancient land to the west, I heard that the beasts there like to eat dragon meat the most.

At this moment, Hei Hei is about to cry, devil.

Come here, I promise, it will be fine this time, I just look at your fate line.

Qiao'er smiled, her eyes bent into crescents, and she waved at Hei Hei.

I choose to feed the beast.

Humph!

Feeling the mental fluctuations coming from Heihei, Qiaoer immediately wrinkled her little nose and snorted, Little Heihei, I think your skin is itchy.

That's better than being a pig, too.

Heihei rebelled today, he would rather stand and feed the beast than fight with the pig.

When Xia Tuo returned to the garden, he happened to see Qiao'er staring at Hei Hei angrily. This scene made him dumbfounded.

Then, Xia Tuo's eyes swept over Xia Yuan, no, why is there something missing.

He is very familiar with every plant and tree in the summer garden, but what about the Ziji Leiyang tree?

Where is my tree?

Uncle, you're out of customs.

Qiao'er walked out of the wooden pavilion and ignored Heihei. Seeing this situation, Heihei ran out of the garden and decided to go back to his ancestral home to hide for two days.

no.

The ancestral land is not good either, let's go to Lingzhou.

Too dangerous lately.

Or run farther.

Uncle, the Ziji Leiyang Wood was pulled out by the fat uncle. He said that he wanted to enrich the foundation of the spiritual palace.

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo has black hair, this fat man.

Anyway, he is the patriarch, so he can't give the patriarch face.

Where is the spiritual palace?

Afterwards, Xia Tuo walked into the wooden pavilion and told Qiaoer about the matter of the Ling Palace.

Hearing the sound, Qiao'er nodded and said: No wonder the fat uncle told me that fighting and killing is not good at all, the barren land is vast, and there are tens of thousands of treasures covered in dust, our generation of practitioners must go forward , to search for the relics of the ancestors, so that the treasures are no longer buried in the sand.

Then, Qiaoer said with a smile: I thought fat uncle fell ill again?

Your fat uncle is not sick, he smokes all the time.

Xia Tuo opened his mouth, then changed his voice and asked, Qiaoer, have you finished your promotion?

When Xia Tuo asked, Qiao'er then restrained her expression, showing a somewhat distressed expression, and said: Uncle, I was originally in retreat, but somehow I suddenly had the idea of ​​being very quiet and wanting to move. It was as if there was something waiting for me outside, and after this thought appeared, I couldn’t calm down and practice.”

However, I was only a little bit close to entering the Holy Witch Realm. Unlike other spiritual creatures, the Celestial Silkworm of Destiny has independent spirituality and can be self-derived. Moreover, after we have this Celestial Silkworm in our clan, there will be people who practice the Dao of Destiny in the future. , there is no need to look for heaven and earth spirits outside.

Xia Tuo thought about Qiaoer's words for a long time. Apart from the old white deer, the things that can disturb Qiaoer's mind are the reincarnated people brought out by the meteor that fell decades ago.

Qiaoer, can you sense it accurately?

Qiao'er shook her head lightly, and then said: That's why I came to look for Uncle Uncle. I want Uncle Uncle to accompany me to go out to see what is affecting me.

it is good.

Xia Tuo nodded and agreed. He had just been promoted to the second step of the Land Creation Realm, and he needed to settle down in a short time, so he had time to go out for a walk.

Although he agreed to Qiao'er, it was already three days after the two left the clan. Xia Tuo spent the past few days dealing with clan affairs and watching the migration of the clan.

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North Lake City.

Over the years since the city was built, it has become more and more prosperous. On the shore of the water in the north of the city, there are clam people floating on the water, shuttling between large ships at a very fast speed.

The appearance of the clam people has long been used to by the warriors who come and go in Beihu City. They all know that these clam people are also from the Daxia clan. With the help of the clam people in the water, it is very easy to berth a boat or pull a fiber.

At the head of Beihu City, two figures stood with hands behind their backs. Xia Tuo looked at the boats below. The barter with the Blackwater Crocodile has become more and more busy these years.

As Daxia encourages childbirth, the medicinal herbs used to cultivate the dolls are in great demand.

Nowadays, nearly 30% of the Guben Peiyuan comes from the waters, not to say that the herbs in the barren land are not good, but the herbs in the waters, such as water grasses and jellyfish roots, are as warm as water, especially for pregnant women, and The little guy who was just born is the most suitable.

Tiny Bird stood not far away with a long knife on her back. This knife was given to her by Xia Tuo at the beginning. Over the years, she entered the Divine Tibetan Realm with the Thunder Dao, and now she has already reached the peak of the Divine Tibetan Realm.

Is there any gain?

Master Hui, we have found quite a few strange people, but we haven't found the person the high priest mentioned.

For this, Xia Tuo didn't show any dissatisfaction. Finding this reincarnated guy is just looking for a needle in a haystack, so he can only follow the fate.

After he and Qiao'er left the tribe, they came directly to the Northern Territory. The old white deer was erratic, and he didn't know where he went. Qiao'er's sense of the fate sky lantern was very vague, and he obviously ran far away.

The reincarnated person from the Northern Territory is currently the most likely one that can arouse Qiao'er's static thoughts.

At this time, at the south gate of Beihu City, a desolate ox in the Tianmai realm was four feet in size. The desolate ox was pulling a wooden cart made of thick ancient wood towards the city.

Jiujiu was sitting on the shaft of the wooden cart, and there was a loud noise from the cart.

Uncle Patriarch, is Beihu City ahead?

Grandpa patriarch, what a big city.

Brother Patriarch, what kind of beast is that?

On the bullock cart, there were five teenage boys, watching the city that was getting closer and closer, they screamed, and they didn't care about it.

Yes, that is Beihu City, the largest city in our Northland.

That's a lion spirit beast, much more powerful than our old desolate bull.

Over the years, Jiujiu's strength has also been cultivated to the peak of Tianmai Realm, and his appearance has not changed much. Compared with when he came to North Lake City with a pack of animal skins on his back and a few pieces of ore, he is now considered a car owner.

Jiujiu drove the bullock cart, greeted the soldiers stationed at the city gate, and entered Beihu City with ease. After more than a hundred years of development, the city was no longer as desolate as it was at the beginning.

His next goal is to build a treasure pavilion in the city, so that he can barter like other clans.

The young man who taught him how to read and write is no longer there. He accidentally fell into the big water in the north of the city for more than 30 years. At that time, many evil beasts in the water with black armor and red eyes suddenly appeared in the water. The young man just happened to be transferred. I went to take inventory of the goods, but unfortunately fell into the water.

He went to salvage for a long time afterwards, but found nothing, so he could only set up a clothes tomb when he went back.

Although the man is gone, he knows that the young man still has family members, so every once in a while these years, he will send some things to the young man's home through other people in the temple, sometimes it is a few spirit crystals, sometimes it is A precious medicine that has been on for some years.

After driving the ox cart to a distance outside the treasure house, the old desolate ox was very spiritual, and lay down on the side of the road.

All the Daxia soldiers stationed here know what Jiujiu has done these years, so they are also very friendly to him. If someone else's beast cart is used, they will definitely be driven aside.

You guys are waiting for me here, I'll be right back.

Jiujiu took out an animal skin bag from his arms, and quickly walked into the treasure house. In the animal skin bag was a 90-year-old blood ginseng, which he picked in the mountains a few days ago, and it was just enough for He spiritual practice.

He Ling is the younger sister of the young man who did not dislike him and taught her to read and write.

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