The Strongest Tribe

After adjusting the breath for a while, the battle aura pervading Xia Tuo's body gradually dissipated, and the stone house returned to calm.

Once again, a celestial meridian was penetrated, allowing him to clearly feel the changes in his body. Every inch of blood and bones had undergone a baptism again, which not only increased his strength, but also increased his vitality.

Without further delay, he got up and walked out, the deer had been standing outside the stone house for a long time.

He spent a day and a night in order to open up the second Tianmai, without bothering about tribal affairs.

What happened.

Patriarch, Senior Feng Xian is here.

Lu quickly said that Feng Xian's arrival also made him jump, after all, he was following Xia Tuo, looking at the old man who was fooling around Xia Tuo, and now the old man actually found him.

It was precisely because he knew that the patriarch was being careless and carefree that the deer panicked.

No matter how old the old man is, he is still a Tianmai realm fighter!

where is he?

Xia Tuo was taken aback by Lu's words, but then he realized that he had a one-year contract with the old man Feng Xian, and now it's about the same, and he didn't expect that the old man really came here.

His eyes lit up, he really wanted to do whatever he wanted, he was worried that no one would help him manage the Hall of Human Beings.

This old man must be taken down!

With this vote, the Xia tribe has gained a strong man.

And there are so many benefits of taking down Feng Xian, the old man has lived for hundreds of years, even if he is used to being alone, he still has a few friends.

He likes making friends the most.

Xia Tuo kept thinking in his heart, thinking about how to tie the old man Fengxian to his boat.

He watched Elder Shao plant the land at the foot of the tribal mountain.

Lu spread his hands, showing a look of helplessness, the old man just knows how to play, and when he came to the Xia tribe, he didn't pay attention to anything, he just looked at the food grown by the tribe.

Let's go and have a look.

Xia Tuo led the deer to the edge of the mountain top of the tribe, looked down the mountain, and immediately saw the old man lying on his stomach in a green crop field.

There's no way, it's all a group of women and girls, and it's a surprise to have such an old man.

...

At this moment, the old man Feng Xian was lying under a corn plant, his head was so low that he was about to eat the soil, he stretched out his big wrinkled hand, grabbed a handful of soil from the root of the corn, put it in the palm of his hand, and closed his eyes .

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in the depths of his pupils.

Spiritual power.

Use spiritual power to configure ordinary weeds, so that through continuous selection from generation to generation, spiritual grass will eventually be cultivated.

The old man Fengxian naturally knows corn and potatoes, and knows that they can fill his stomach, but that's all. What else can he do except to fill his stomach with hungry wild people deep in the mountains?

Therefore, in his eyes, this is a weed.

The Xia tribe even set up a witch array to stimulate spiritual power to cultivate weeds, which is very good and powerful.

Not only that, but he thought he had seen a deeper meaning. If the corn and potatoes that contained spirituality were really cultivated, then the cultivation of the tribe would naturally not have to focus on hunting and eating meat.

And compared to going out to hunt, planting this is safer. Planting Lingmi around the entire tribe can definitely cultivate more fighters.

The Hall of Humans really deserves its reputation!

Search the past and ask the present, follow the footsteps of the ancestors, and reproduce the prosperity of the human race!

From this point, seeing the big from the small, the Hall of People is well-deserved!

Shao Ming looked at the old man twitching constantly in the field from a distance, she was a little confused, so she drove away the laughing girls hiding not far away, lest she would offend the old man.

But the deer said that this is the patriarch's distinguished guest.

The distinguished guests of the patriarch are the distinguished guests of the tribe, and the distinguished guests cannot be made angry.

Naturally, Feng Xian didn't care about the girl's sneak peeks from afar. He was so old, his skin was already thicker than a cow's hide, so he wouldn't care about a few little girls.

He spilled the dirt in his hand, turned his head to look at Shao Ming.

Little girl, what if your witch formation is broken?

Although she was dissatisfied with the old man calling her a little girl, Shao Ming still stepped forward,

Said: If the witch formations are broken, the witches in the witch palace will come to repair them, and the witches will patrol these witch formations every few days.

The witch will come to inspect the mud.

Feng Xian couldn't believe it. He wondered if he heard it wrong. He remembered that witches are very proud. Even the kind witches are mostly immersed in their own cultivation, and rarely care about trivial matters other than witchcraft. .

Could it be that I have been used to wandering alone for many years, and the rules in the tribe have changed?

Of course, these were arranged by the witches in the witch hall, and it took ten days.

Seeing Shaoming's natural expression without the slightest deceit, Feng Xian felt more and more that things were not that simple.

Just kidding, it only took ten days to set up all the witch formations in such a large area. Could it be that all the witches in the Xia tribe have eight arms, or your witch is the great witch.

I heard that there is an octopus with eight claws in the giant lake of Tuze. It can also spit ink and catch fish with its eight claws.

There are three sorcerers in our tribe, more than 20 high-level sorcerers, and more than a hundred mid-level and low-level sorcerers. If we can't finish setting up the sorcerer array in this area in ten days, our patriarch will be jumping and cursing.

Three sorcerers.

More than 20 senior wizards.

More than a hundred middle and low-level witches.

In an instant, Lei's old man was not light.

etc!

Feng Xian opened his mouth, he thought he should ask his little brother.

More than a hundred witches, definitely not totem warriors.

...

Old brother.

At the foot of the tribe's mountain, Xia Tuo ran down the mountain to greet him, and almost ran away with his shoes.

Little brother.

...

Xia Tuo opened his mouth.

The monster who said he was young last time was hacked by him.

Little brother, what's going on? Feng Xian asked Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo figured out what was going on, looked at old man Feng Xian and said, Is there any problem?

Shaoming: What's the problem?

Deer: Is there a problem?

A group of young girls from the clan who gathered around looked at old man Feng Xian with wide eyes.

Any questions?

There are more than a hundred witches in our Xia tribe, is there any problem with this?

In terms of strength, we can't do it, but the quality can't be compared with the quantity.

By the way, I forgot to mention that after Qiaoer was successfully promoted to a sorcerer, Wu Dian was stimulated to run to the depths of the forest and Luo, who was also promoted to a sorcerer, came back.

Moreover, the witchcraft he practiced was the most cruel and tyrannical witchcraft among many witchcrafts. It was the kind of witchcraft that specially hid in dark corners and cursed people with bleeding from seven orifices, pus from eight orifices, and the whole body turned into dirty blood.

For a moment, being watched by so many people in surprise, Feng Xian blushed.

no problem?

It's okay!

He had never heard that the witches of that tribe could be arranged in ten rows and ten columns, and there were remainders.

No, I have never heard of any tribe that has a witch with the size of a palm.

Little brother, really do it!

Xia Tuo took the old man Feng Xian's arm and walked towards the mountain, then said: Old brother, brother, I miss you so much.

Being dragged by Xia Tuo, Feng Xian followed Xia Tuo along the winding mountain road towards the mountain, Feng Xian looked around while walking, but he still didn't recover from what happened just now, the majestic Tianmai warrior, unexpectedly Despised by so many people together.

The old man Feng who had walked south and north and napped in the wolf's den with pride, was despised by the savages in his eyes in a corner of the mountain.

Brother, you are indeed worthy of coming out of the Hall of Human Beings. I really admire you, brother.

At this moment, Feng Xian suddenly saw Xia Tuo's expression, which suddenly changed from full of smiles, to livid face, to gloomy and uncertain, and finally gave a wry smile, staggering, full of grief, and the circles of his eyes turned red all of a sudden .

This……

For a while, Feng Xian was shocked, no way.

Xia Tuo rubbed his face, pretended to be energetic, and said, Let's go, old brother, I'm glad you came to my Xia tribe brother. I must have a good meal tonight, and then old brother will rest in the tribe for a few days.

finish the ball.

Suddenly Feng Xian's heart sank. Why did he come to Xia Tribe to find Xia Tuo? Wasn't it just to join the Hall of Humanity? That's why he had a one-year agreement. Right now, Xia Tuo never mentioned it.

It must be over.

For a while, Old Man Feng was a little flustered.

Are you not qualified enough?

That's right, little brother Xia is already a Tianmai realm warrior after not seeing him for a year.

He has been wasting for hundreds of years and is still walking in the Tianmai Realm, an old log.

hmm~~

In an instant, the old man Fengxian's eyes widened.

Xia Tuo has become a Tianmai Realm warrior.

Damn, autistic.

The old man Feng Xian uttered a foul word in his heart, he was really old, and he was also a figure in the Tuze Wasteland, and outside of this wasteland, no one would know Feng Xian.

Just as old man Feng was trying to refresh his mind, Xia Tuo's sad voice came.

Brother, brother, I'm sorry for not fulfilling your entrustment.

Little brother, brother, I have spent so many years in my life, and I can bear this blow. There are many strong people in the hall of people. This old man is a bad old man. He is trying to earn some fame. It is my brother who is greedy. do not blame you.

For a moment, the old and the young looked at each other.

Old brother.

Little brother.

...

cough.

Xia Tuo immediately coughed for an excuse, although his expression turned into sadness again.

This is a confrontation, he must make the old man limp.

When he came to the cliff in the south of the top of the tribe, Xia Tuo didn't leave any more. He stood on the cliff, blowing against the wind, his hair disheveled, and his back was facing the wind.

Brewing emotions...

Brother, I won't hide it from you, the Hall of Humans is gone.

what!

Feng Xian was taken aback for a moment, then stared at Xia Tuo with wide eyes. He suspected that Xia Tuo was teasing him, but there was no evidence.

He needs an explanation.

Xia Tuo knew that Feng Xian would definitely stare at him, so he stood with his hands behind his back, straightened his waist, and took out the Demon Killing Token from his arms. There was a faint blush on the Demon Killing Token, and he lifted it over his shoulders, The blush spread out and filled the surrounding area for several feet.

Since the time when I prayed for rain to leave the tribe, in the past year, I have killed two monsters alone, and one of them has controlled a large tribe of my human race, and almost left my brother in the depths of the Eternal Mountains .”

Killed two demons.

In an instant, Feng Xian started the crazy brain-replenishing mode.