The Strongest Tribe

You are not bad and I am bad.

In an instant, Xia Tuo understood what old man Wu meant. Witchcraft was always taught in one line. In many cases, it took several years or even longer for Wu from preparing to accept disciples to actually accepting them as disciples.

As the patriarch, he naturally had a different mind from Wu. Wu Yi wanted to pass on witchcraft, but he was very careful not to pass it on lightly. It seemed contradictory, but it really existed.

And he wants to use witchcraft to develop and strengthen the tribe. Of course, it is true that the tribe needs to rely on the inheritance of witchcraft, but inheritance also needs people to pass it on, right?

Witchcraft is powerful, no one knows how to use it, and it is not as good as a stone in a fight, but it is a magic weapon at any rate.

How can witchcraft be passed on lightly?

Wu Chui bearded and stared. He stared at Xia Tuo and saw that I have already accepted five witch disciples. What else do I want?

Xia Tuo curled his lips and didn't care. Witchcraft is good witchcraft, but the people who inherit witchcraft are too rigid. They hold on to each other and don't let them go. Is it better to bury it in the ground and lose it?

With the urticity of witches, how many witchcrafts in the wild land have been lost long ago.

In his thinking, even if witchcraft cannot be as popular as totem warriors, there must be 800 of them. Once there is a clan war, more than a dozen witches will take action to perform blessing witchcraft. It's hard not to improve his combat effectiveness.

In this barren mountain, where witchcraft is more miserable, there is a limit to how strong a witch is, how can he beat a group of them.

Now there are more than a thousand or six tribesmen, and there are many dolls and teenagers. The witch hall must expand its scale.

Thinking of this, Xia Tuo's eyes flickered with determination, he turned and left without waiting for Wu's rebuttal.

How can you~~ the supreme witchcraft be passed on lightly?

Watching Xia Tuo leave, the old man Wu shook his head. The reason why Wu was sought after by the human race in the barren land was because Wu was mysterious and powerful, making people elusive.

The patriarch of my family really...has a different idea.

Xia Tuo, who walked out of the Wu Temple, had a smile on the corner of his mouth. He had already experienced the stubbornness of the old man, so today was just a greeting in advance, and the old man had a preparation in his heart.

Besides, as early as when five dolls such as Que and Qiao were taken in, old man Wu's bottom line was broken.

Right now the old man is in self-comfort and entanglement.

Let the old man get entangled slowly.

...

He had just returned to his stone house when Li hurried over.

Patriarch, Yan from the Gale Tribe is here.

釖.

After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo had some doubts in his eyes, what is his 'good brother' doing here?

In the past few months, he has not been short of salt. Besides, being an elder is not the same as before. Do you still need to come in person to pass on a message?

Where is the person?

It's already in the clan hall.

After a pause, Xia Tuo walked towards the clan hall, this time he was full of confidence.

Hey, what kind of wind blows big brother to this corner.

Entering the main hall, Xia Tuo said to Xi who was sitting on the stone chair.

Shato.

Hey, brother, tell me how much salt you want.

I want~ As soon as Xie said, he suddenly realized that he was being misled by Xia Tuo again.

I don't want salt!

With a wave of his hand, Yan stood up from the stone chair and shouted loudly: Why does the Heishui tribe also have snow-white refined salt? Don't tell me that you didn't send it.

Seeing Yan staring at him, Xia Tuo froze for a moment, and then his eyes showed a surprised expression.

It's really not...

He paused for a while, watching the change in Xie's expression.

other people.

cough……

Yan almost couldn't catch his breath, stared wide-eyed, pointed at Xia Tuo, and said, You, you, you...you are trying to harm me.

Brother, be safe and don't be impatient.

Standing up to appease Xi and sitting down, Xia Tuo looked aggrieved, and said, Brother also knows that my Xia tribe is a small tribe, but it's not that the Dafeng tribe wants anything, so I can only find a way to barter from outside. You have to eat and drink too.

Seeing Xia Tuo's appearance, Yan was stunned, and just wanted to ask Xia Tuo if he would be ashamed.

He really thought he was blind, even in the dark, he could tell whether bronzes and armor were good or not, which was no worse than his Gale Tribe. He had witnessed with his own eyes that the Xia Tribe grew like a snowball in a year.

You really want to be an enemy of my Dafeng tribe. My Dafeng tribe has been passed down for three hundred years, and the tribe...

Brother, I know, I know, the Gale Department has five thousand troops, hundreds of totem warriors, and many vassals.

you you……

It's embarrassing for my elder brother. I will order my tribe to stop the business with the Blackwater Tribe. From now on, I will only give my elder brother salt.

After a pause, Xia Tuo went on to say, Who made us brothers? Our Xia tribe does things so openly.

Sitting on the stone chair, he didn't even look at Xia Tuo. Now that things were going on, he had no other way to do it. Xia Tuo would never follow his own ideas.

I regret it, I wish I hadn't taken that bag of salt back then.

Snow-white salt, rotten ghost.

No, what is even more hateful is the guy in front of him.

Badass! Badass!

Brother, it's been two years since the battle in the Black Fang waters, isn't there a winner yet?

This is, Xia Tuo changed his voice and asked.

He didn't feel it before, but there are some things that he was afraid of pondering, and he would find problems once he pondered.

It is true that the Black Fang waters are rich in resources, but it is not enough for the two tribes to directly fight for two years, resulting in countless deaths.

According to common sense, the two departments should have retreated a long time ago. At worst, they will lick their wounds and fight again in the next year. Why bother to stalemate.

This is not normal.

No.

Seeing Yan shaking his head, Xia Tuo asked persistently: Brother, you are an elder of an inferior tribe now, no matter what, you can know some things that ordinary tribesmen don't know, so tell me.

For the clam spirit.

What is the clam spirit?

Xia Tuo was taken aback for a moment, he only knew that the clam people were rich in clam pearls, and some clam pearls containing essence could also be used as materials for refining witchcraft.

Thousands of pearls and one spirit, it is said that out of every ten thousand clam beads produced by clam people, clam spirits will appear with a probability, which contains the essence of water and can help totem warriors break through the sky.

Oh~~~!

Hearing this, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up, and he hummed.

This doesn't make any sense. If you can become a totem warrior in the Tianmai state, even if the tribe is wiped out, the Tianmai warrior will be led by the Tianmai warrior to recuperate for tens of hundreds of years, and they will be stronger than before.

No wonder the Gale Tribe and the Blackwater Tribe fought for so long at once, even if it caused riots among the tribes under their command.

Seeing Yan looking over, Xia Tuo quickly retracted his eyes, showing a look of disbelief and said: Impossible, the Dafeng tribe has been here for more than 300 years, and the clam people in the Black Fang waters also live It’s been a long time, how could it be possible to find out about the clam spirit now.”

Xia Tuo had a look of disbelief.

Three years ago, there was a civil strife among the clam people. It was reported after a clam man fled the waters.

When he said this, fanaticism flashed in Yan's eyes, and he said: When the chief of our tribe gets the clam spirit and opens up the sky vein, then this mountain and field will be completely subordinated to my Dafeng Department.

As he said that, he glanced at Xia Tuo out of the corner of his eye, wanting to see Xia Tuo's reaction, but he didn't restrain himself.

Who knew that Xia Tuo wouldn't take up the fight at all.

It's getting late, brother, you're tired after traveling to our department, let's rest first.

As he said that, Xia Tuo couldn't react at all, and then ordered: Li, take my elder brother down to rest, so I can entertain you.

Li, who had been waiting outside the door, came in and bowed to accept the order.

Elder Xi, come with me.

...

Watching Yan leave the clan hall, Xia Tuo got up and walked slowly outside. The Gale Tribe discovered that he also sent refined salt to the Blackwater Tribe, which was something he had expected.

He didn't get anything from the fine salt he gave to the Dafeng tribe this year. In the past, he had to pretend to be a grandson because his tribe was weak. Now that the tribe is getting stronger, he feels that this kind of pretending to be a grandson is very bad.

After all, we have what it takes to be a master now, don't we?

Whoever wants to be a grandson all the time is no longer a masochist.

Xia Tuo felt that he was a little drifting.

The same Blackwater tribe is not a good thing, and they just exchange what they need with each other.

However, as he became a true mountain-breaker totem warrior, the unfavorable situation of the Xia tribe in the mountains would gradually come back.

Returning to his stone house, Xia Tuo lay on the stone bed in his clothes, squinting his eyes, recalling the past few days and considering the next development of the tribe.

Now that they have received the inheritance from the Daqian Tribe, what the Xia Tribe needs is stability and time to digest what they have gained.

I'm afraid that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind won't stop.

Thinking about it, Xia Tuo fell into a deep sleep, the night was deep, and a faint red light shone from the jade around his waist.

Woooo...

Immediately, Wuwu appeared in the stone house. Seeing the red light on Xia Tuo's waist, he widened his small eyes as much as possible, made a whining sound, and kept bumping into Xia Tuo with his small body.

It's a pity that his body is between illusion and reality, and when he hits it, he passes directly through Xia Tuo's body.

Woo woo woo...

Anxiety flashed in the small eyes, it tried to get close to Yujue, but within a foot, it shrank into the corner of the stone bed.

This breath is so disgusting, woo woo scared.

The red light spread out and turned into strands of light red blood mist thread, which drifted in the stone house, and the strands were sucked into the nostrils by Xia Tuo.

Woo...

Now, Wuwu became even more anxious, rolling around in front of Xia Tuo, screaming harshly, but Xia Tuo seemed to have not heard it, and fell asleep soundly.

That's right, Xia Tuo was dreaming.

Still having nightmares.

In the dream, there was an incomparably huge phantom, formless and changeable, chasing him and trying to bite him.

Xu Ying chased and chased, and he ran and ran.

Chase and chase.

Run and run.

...

I'm exhausted from running so far.

what……

Amidst the startled howls of those who heard it, Xia Tuo suddenly got up from the stone bed. In his dream, he was eaten by that invisible thing, no doubt his heart was dug out.

Subconsciously touched his chest, fortunately, his heart was still there.

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