The Strongest Tribe

Behind the ten-foot-tall stele, the soil is like a hill, and Xia Tuo asked the tribe to move grass and trees in the mountains to plant it, so that the hills will be evergreen and lush.

In order to unearth this giant monument, Xia Tuo personally took his clansmen to spend two full days, driving it out from the mountain and dragging it out to erect it.

The two seniors, the conditions are limited, this is the only way to go, I hope you will forgive me.

After planting the last handful of soil under the stele, Xia Tuo waved his hands to let the clansmen rest, and he came outside the totem hall and bowed and said.

It took a full ten days to restrain the bones of the Daqian tribesmen. During this period, Qian Shanlie and Qian Shanjue did not come out of the totem hall again.

But Xia Tuo knew that the two old guys had been watching, floating there motionless, watching the movements of him and the clansmen.

Thank you little friend.

The blue light in the totem hall flickered, and after a few breaths, a voice came, it was Qian Shanlie.

This is what the younger generation can do right now, and it will be inherited by Daqian. The Xia Tribe will never forget this kindness.

Behind Xia Tuo, the deer and the warriors of the clan stood one by one, bowing towards the totem hall to salute.

Ugh……

After a few breaths, the blue light flickered, and the voice came out.

When my Daqianbu was still there, far away from the frontier, there was an edict from the royal court of the human race. The edict: Those who destroy the demons and protect the clan, should be ennobled by cracking the soil. If possible, save more Clan people, it’s not easy for people in the frontier barren.”

Human court?

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was taken aback.

For a long time, he has guessed that the human race has a higher civilization inheritance outside the Eternal Mountains.

Just like the small clan deep in the mountains polished stone and bone soldiers, while the Gale Tribe and the Blackwater Tribe had bronze weapons, maybe there were iron weapons in other tribes.

In more distant places, there are more powerful tribes and civilizations.

Human Royal Court, just by listening to the name, knows that it should be the place where human civilization gathers together.

However, he shook his head again, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, what king court, what big monster, what to save people, are still far away from him right now, working hard to increase strength is the kingly way.

It is not easy for the frontier human race.

It's easy for him to chat!

Neither is easy.

From the very beginning, I heard people say that life is not easy, but I never thought it would be so f*ckingly difficult.

I thought it would be difficult if I didn't have enough food and clothing, but I didn't expect that there were still big monsters dormant in the wilderness, eating people for food.

Soon, Xia Tuo led his clansmen to salute to the Totem Hall again, and Xia Tuo headed for the Witch Hall behind.

In the totem hall, two hazy figures whirled, standing beside a broken divine pillar, their eyes staring at the large tomb outside the hall, speechless for a long time.

Ugh……

...

One day later, Xia Tuo left the Daqian Tribe with his people and set foot on the return journey. Each of the group carried a huge bronze box on their backs.

Inside the copper box are the witchcraft animal skin rolls obtained from the Daqian tribe's witch hall, the foundation building and refining method, some smelting methods for casting bronze soldiers, and the method of keeping beasts in captivity, etc.

As long as these things are digested, the strength of the Xia tribe will increase by leaps and bounds, and those broken weapons and armor are not worth mentioning in comparison.

There are three other people who take turns carrying a large black pillar with a height of three feet. This is the force-measuring totem pole that Xia Tuo dreamed of.

He and the deer protected the way forward, this time they didn't take the way they came, but another ancient way that Qian Shanjue told him.

As a medium-sized tribe that dominated the Eternal Mountain Range back then, the Daqian Tribe is very familiar with the Eternal Mountain Range. In order to communicate with the outside world, they opened up several mountain roads in the mountain forest.

As for the bones of the four totem warriors who fell to the Daqian Tribe, they can only be retrieved after returning to the tribe.

...

Gale Tribe.

In a stone hall to the south of the settlement, Xi walked around in the hall. As the seventh elder in the tribe, he was entitled to own a stone hall.

Ever since he met Xia Tuo when he went to the Lu tribe to fetch salt, he has been unable to get rid of his relationship with Yan for more than a year.

The fine white salt obtained by the Xia tribe won him the favor of the patriarch and elders.

However, in fact, the real reason is that these fine white salts, as a rare resource, exchanged missing supplies for the tribe and made up for the consumption of the war.

It was by virtue of this opportunity that he became the last elder in the clan from an ordinary totem warrior.

But an elder is always an elder, even if he is ranked at the bottom, he is still not comparable to a totem warrior.

Now his status is no worse than that of the thousand commander-level totem warriors in the clan. To become a thousand commander-level totem warrior, one needs to have a strength of at least 4000 jun, and he is still a little short of 4000 jun.

As he was pacing in the hall, his face was constantly changing. Under Xia Tuo's prodding these years, his courage gradually grew.

Every time he obtained fine white salt from the Xia tribe, he secretly kept a jun or two. It was with the intercepted white salt that he exchanged for witchcraft from other tribes.

Not only has his strength increased from two thousand jun to more than three thousand jun, but his son already has eight hundred jun at the age of thirteen, becoming a totem warrior is imminent.

After he tasted the sweetness, he was out of control. Fortunately, although he was secretly detained, he was conscientious about the things ordered by the clan, and he did not dare to be lazy in the slightest, which made the clan leader and the great elder very satisfied.

However, if you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts.

Just now the Great Elder told him that the Blackwater Tribe also had fine white salt.

Not long ago, the second elder took Baiyan to the rain-seeking tribe in the plains outside the mountains to barter, and found that the elders of the Blackwater tribe also appeared in the rain-seeking tribe.

Well, when two already hostile tribes met, it was naturally a tangle, but fortunately they knew that the Ministry of Begging for Rain did not dare to fight.

The Great Elder's words directly surprised him, his first thought was that this kid Xia Tuo wanted to harm him.

He was absolutely certain in his heart that the fine white salt of the Blackwater Tribe came from the Xia Tribe, but unfortunately there was no proof.

In a short period of time, although the Great Elder had no doubts, he couldn't guarantee that the Great Elder would not doubt it next time.

As soon as he thought of Xia Tuo becoming a totem warrior in the Kaishan Realm, the anger that had just risen in him vented all of a sudden.

You can't mess with this side, and you can't mess with that side, why is it so hard.

Seventh Elder.

At this time, a figure came in from outside the hall, it was also Xia Tuo's old acquaintance, Luo.

Since getting a small packet of salt from Xia Tuo for the first time, Luo has gradually moved closer to Yan.

Get ready, let's go to the Xia tribe.

I'm going to gather the warriors.

Luo Yingsheng turned around and exited the hall.

Ok.

Yan let out a muffled snort, and just as Luo walked out of the hall, he said again: Forget it, you stay in the tribe. Now there is a shortage of warriors in the tribe. Protect the tribe in the tribe. I will go to the Xia tribe by myself.

After pondering for a moment, Yan decided to go to the Xia tribe by himself. Xia Tuo is a warrior who pioneered the mountain. If the patriarch and the elders don't go, he will deliver food no matter how many people he brings.

Xia Zuzong, what are you doing?

Shaking his head, he turned and walked towards the hall, put on a pair of armor, and left the tribe.

...

After ten days of trekking, Xia Tuo returned to the clan with his clansmen, and the elder excitedly ran down the mountain to greet them with his cane.

It was too dangerous to go to the depths of the mountains. After so many days of fear, the patriarch finally returned.

Looking at the copper boxes and the big black pillars carried by the clansmen, the great elder was even happier, and kept tapping the ground with his cane.

However, he counted the people who came back from the forest one by one, and counted twice, but found that there were four people missing, and his expression darkened.

Sighing, he walked towards Xia Tuo.

Patriarch.

Go back to the tribe and talk about it.

Following the winding mountain road, Xia Tuo returned to the top of the mountain. Looking at the terraced fields full of greenery and the ears of rice that had just been spit out from the corn, he felt that it was necessary to give the place where his tribe was located a name.

After all, if other tribes ask him where the Xia tribe is in the future, just say that he is on the top of the mountain.

Put the force-measuring totem in the open space outside the clan hall.

When the clan land was established a year ago, a large open space was reserved outside the clan hall for the purpose of placing the force-measuring totem pole, but this pillar was long overdue.

boom!

Just as the force-measuring totem pole was erected here, the surrounding tribes were already surrounded. They all looked curiously at this three-foot-high stone pillar, which was as black as ink but covered with grid lines.

I'm coming!

Li squeezed out from the crowd, moved his arms, and hit the force-measuring stone pillar.

Ah hi!

boom!

There was a roar, and a blue light suddenly appeared on the force-measuring stone pillar, and it started to rise from the bottom.

The force-measuring totem pole is divided into five major grids, and each major grid has ten smaller grids, each of which represents the strength of a hundred jun. Once ordinary people have a strength of more than nine hundred jun, they can try to visualize the totem and become a real totem warrior. up.

In the blink of an eye, the blue light on the force-measuring totem pole broke through three large grids in one fell swoop, and the blue light just started to slow down gradually.

Five, six, seven...

Finally, the blue light dissipated on the seventh cell.

The strength of three thousand seven hundred jun.

I'll try it too.

Seeing Li's movements, Ju Ye squeezed in, pushed Li aside, and blasted towards the force-measuring stone pillar.

...

Xia Tuo didn't join in the fun with the clansmen. He stood outside the clan hall and watched the clansmen crowded together, listening to the constant shouts.

Giant! Giant!

Four thousand one hundred jun!

Commander-level totem warrior!

Glancing at the big man in the crowd, Xia Tuo turned and walked towards the clan hall, just in time to see Xiaoyu Xiaoyu outside the crowd trying to squeeze in to have a look, and seeing Xia Tuo coming back, he wanted to leave but dared not.

Go.

Waving the rein Xiaoyu to leave, for the teenagers in the tribe, what they desire most is to become a powerful totem warrior.

In the past, this expectation was illusory. With the power-measuring totem pole, you can know how much power you have, and how far you are from becoming a totem warrior.

Great Elder, put the copper box in the clan hall and arrange clan soldiers to guard it. No one is allowed to approach it.

After giving the order, Xia Tuo headed towards the Totem Hall.

Woo hoo.

As soon as he stepped into the totem hall, Wuwu appeared from the totem pillar and jumped on him, making a whining sound of excitement.

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