The Strongest Tribe

In the human race, having Tianmai-level fighters is enough to open up a middle-level tribe, like the Daqian tribe, and only the upper-class tribes have such strong fighters beyond the Tianmai-level.

The Clam Clan used to have such a strong man, it is true that clams cannot be judged by appearances, and sea water cannot be measured.

Even if it is now in decline, Xia Tuo has made up his mind at this moment, and must get closer to the clam people.

Not for clam beads, but mainly for the friendship between the two races.

I think the system that was photographed to death said that he was quite happy to let him live to be a hundred years old. He is really more angry than a clam, and he has turned into ashes. Time can live, and you can't afford to be offended.

There is a kind of strength called living long enough to kill you.

According to the ancestors of the Bangzu, there was a powerful human tribe in this mountain range. The leader of the tribe was known as Uncle Wangu, with millions of tribes. His forces spanned the Wangu Mountains from north to south, east to west, and thousands of tribes came to court. This bottle was left at that time. of.

Oh. Xia Tuo nodded mechanically, accepted.

He was thinking in his heart, the gap between two thousand and one million, this ratio is about to cry, it's like crying without tears.

This is a powerful tribe that appeared in the Eternal Mountains earlier than the Daqian tribe.

Look, Uncle Wan, that's probably how the name of this mountain range came about.

Can Patriarch Xia find this kind of bottle?

Returning the porcelain bottle in his hand to the clam in front of him, Xia Tuo said, Yes.

Isn't it just porcelain? Let's burn it when we go back.

However, after all, this kind of thing was passed down a long time ago. I haven't seen it in the rain-seeking tribe. There are only some pitch-black clay pots, so it will take some time to find it.

Xia Tuo did not find it inconceivable that large tribes could make porcelain at the beginning. The wisdom of the human race is very powerful. Just imagine a powerful tribe that exists like a giant in the eyes of the surrounding tribes. Naturally, it will start to pay attention to the details of life.

The strength of a tribe is not only the strength of the strong, but the strength of everything in the tribe, including people's livelihood, and the tribe's honor and pride for the tribe. Simply put, it is the most generous.

It's the guy who doesn't have enough to eat and doesn't wear warm clothes to spend all his time looking for food, and doesn't even tidy up himself. His whole body is in tatters. If such a person has a sense of tolerance and pride, it will be a ghost.

Anyway, if this thing is burned, it can also be bartered to other tribes, not just for the clam tribe.

After finishing the words, Xia Tuo cupped his hands, turned around and jumped out of the clam hall, and returned to the shore.

This business is not fruitless, at least I know that a long time ago, there were indeed powerful tribes of the human race living on this land, and the human race had established a relatively high civilization tribe, but it was just lost.

Farewell.

Xia Tuo then took the clam and threw the small clam shell, and took the clansmen on their way home.

The huge clam palace on the water behind him did not disappear immediately. The huge clam shell slowly began to sink as Xia Tuo and his party disappeared into the depths of the woods.

Queen Clam, this Xia tribe is really good.

The little clam girl who was waiting beside the clam said softly, and the other little clam girl also nodded in agreement.

After clam murmured, a look of thought appeared on her pretty face, and she wondered if she had met someone worse.

She learned from the clam book handed down from the clan,

There are so many bad people in the human race, why did she meet a good one?

The relationship between the Clam Clan and the Xia Tribe is because many years ago, Xia Tuo buried a dead Clam Clan at the edge of the water, and later rescued several captured Clam Clans from the Blackwater Tribe. She knew all of this of.

Humans are really weird.

The Queen of the Clam looked at the pearls all over the ground in her hall, and the corals like trees showed a contemplative expression.

No, that human race is also bad.

She observed the joy in the man's eyes when he saw the bead, but he exchanged things instead of grabbing them directly.

It's strange that people like clam pearls that she doesn't even bother to pick up.

...

On the way back to the tribe, Xia Tuo was contemplative. He didn't say enough in front of the clam queen. Speaking of which, firing porcelain was another difficult problem for him, a scumbag.

He remembered that firing porcelain required special clay.

To be honest, he has never seen firing porcelain, but he has seen firing red bricks. I don't know if it makes sense.

Puzzling, embarrassing him, the patriarch.

It seems that the Hui tribe needs to brainstorm again.

Fortunately, he is not alone, he has a whole tribe as his backing, he only needs to provide an idea and let the tribe try it.

Yes, it seems to be digging a cave as a place to burn porcelain embryos, no, you have to find mud first.

Find mud.

Dig a cave.

Find mud.

...

Along the way, Xia Tuo felt that it was more difficult than practicing.

How many times have you missed the system so much?

After returning to the tribe, he found several old craftsmen in the tribe and shared his thoughts.

Patriarch, you mean to burn clay pots.

In the stone house, an old man with thin beard and hair sitting around the campfire said.

Xia Tuo thought for a while, first there was pottery and then porcelain. Porcelain was discovered in the process of continuous firing of pottery by the human race, then nodded and said: Uh, yes.

You burn a batch of pottery and supply it to the tribe.

He suddenly remembered that all these years he had been focusing on matters related to the development of military power, but he had really neglected the aspects of life. How could a powerful tribe do this?

Patriarch, this is easy to handle. Many people in the clan burned some small pottery for use. There is a piece of mud dug out of the Niutou Mountain on the back that can be used for firing pottery.

Okay, I leave this matter to you.

Sending away a few old men, Xia Tuo shook his head. It seems that if he wants to burn it, he has to do it step by step. Whoever let himself not know how to do it, some things can make people suffocate even if they are separated by a piece of window paper. die.

This afternoon, Ju, who went to the tribe to barter in the wilderness outside the mountain, came back and brought back a large amount of ore and supplies needed by the tribe.

In the valley, the Qingfeng horses that unloaded the ore and resources from their backs roared to the sky one by one, and then ran towards the outside of the tribe. The tribe did not stop them, and these Qingfeng horses would not run far with Qinghuo.

Patriarch, I'm back.

After putting down the things, Ju immediately came to see Xia Tuo.

Thank you for your hard work. It takes 20 days to go back and forth.

Hey, it's not hard.

Ju touched his big head, seemed to think of something, and said, I have to thank the patriarch for letting me go out, so that I can see so many scenes outside the tribe.

Yo.

Hearing this, Xia Tuo looked at Ju in a daze, and this guy was getting better at talking.

What do you know about this trip?

Yes, yes. Ju replied: Patriarch, the rain-seeking tribe outside the mountain is going to hold a market. I heard that the middle and lower tribes in the surrounding mountains and wastelands will bring their own specialties to the market.

The tribe of praying for rain is going to hold a market.

There was a hint of interest in Xia Tuo's eyes. The Xia tribe also had a market, and it had existed since five years ago. It's just that his market was a bit small, and it attracted scattered people from the surrounding mountains to exchange for refined salt. , weapons, armor, etc., are also some mountain goods.

I also heard that this market is opened in rotation, and this year it is the turn of the rain-seeking tribe.

Oh, so?

There are four middle-level tribes in the wilderness, waters, and mountains outside the mountain. I heard that there is a very powerful upper-level tribe in the south. In order to prevent the upper-level tribe from expanding northward, the four middle-level tribes have joined forces.

Is this what you heard?

Ju smiled and replied: I heard others say it on the road, and I will tell the patriarch what others say.

You idiot.

Xia Tuo rolled his eyes angrily, they were all mountain warriors, and they were so naive.

When will the rain-seeking tribe's market be opened?

One month later, at the Tuze Water Beach outside the Rain Tribe.

Well, you go down and rest.

Well, I'm leaving, Patriarch.

Stretching, Xia Tuo walked out of the stone house and walked to the cliff in the south of the tribe. He looked down, and in the southeast and east direction, there were many people digging pits and ponds for the pharmacy department.

On the top of the mountain, Hong led some other people to build the stone palace, moving huge stones up the mountain. Each piece was three to four meters thick and five or six meters long, but in the eyes of the totem warriors, this was nothing.

Patriarch.

Hong, who was carrying the stone, saw Xia Tuo approaching, and came to him carrying the stone.

The stone hall should be built higher and bigger, um, three floors.

Come on.

The huge stones excavated near Niutou Mountain at the foot of the mountain were carried up to the top of the mountain by totem warriors, and then built up. The flat stones several meters thick are not afraid of falling at all.

In fact, even if Xia Tuo wanted some fine work, he didn't have it, just such a condition, with a strong wild style.

Big.

rough.

brutal.

The totem warrior built the house, one word quickly, and five days later, the three-story stone palace was completed, and then Xia Tuo waved these rough-handed clansmen to dig holes down the mountain.

He found several old people from the clan, and carved out stone steps, stone platforms, and stone frames in the stone hall. The hall did not use animal fire for lighting, but clam pearls for lighting.

In order to make the appearance of the stone palace less sharp-edged, he asked his clansmen to carve out the animal patterns, and erected a few large stone pillars carved with animal patterns.

Then each department put the copies of the animal skin scrolls recorded in these years into the stone hall, and as for the second floor of the second hall, it placed the sand table made by Anbu.

For this reason, Xia Tuo specially arranged for two old men, Ling and Zhen, to watch over them. The two old men also retired from the tribe like the great elders, and they can take care of themselves for the rest of their lives. In the tribe to help the tribe, so Xia Tuo found them a job.

A day later, Xia Tuo looked down from the cliff and saw that the river dug by Hong's people was almost finished, about ten acres in size. At this moment, he was leading people to dig the river outward, preparing to divert water from the mountain. .

There is a big river outside the tribe mountain, called the Mishui River. There are many springs in the river, which are constantly flowing outwards. It seems that this is to lead the water from the Mishui River to their own ponds.