The Strongest Tribe

In the spiritual field, the corn seedlings swayed, the rhizomes were strong, and the whole body was overflowing with light. Some corn seedlings in the fields had begun to spit ears, and the light golden corn grains were heavily bent.

　　 "Take me to see the new Lingmi."

　　 Under the leadership of Elder Shao, Xia Tuo appeared by the Jiaohe River. Splashes appeared in the river, and the beasts floated up and down in the water. From time to time, water was spit out from his mouth, spraying towards the spiritual field on the bank.

　　 Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but nod his head. It was simply that the east was not bright and the west was bright. Originally, the Jiao Beast wanted to become a tribe's mount, so he started to help farming.

　　 On the southern bank of Jiao River, a slightly flat place, the soil is full of spiritual energy, and about a hundred green plants grow in the soil, swaying in the wind.

"Patriarch, this is the purple rice that the family found in the depths of the mountains several years ago. After these years of cultivation, the aura contained in purple rice has far exceeded that of corn. After I personally tried it, I decided to consume this purple rice for a long time. , It can make up for the fighting spirit of a warrior in the Heavenly Vessel Realm, and can even nourish the flesh."

Speaking of this, Elder Shao paused and said: "The growth environment of purple rice is more harsh than that of corn, and it requires more auras. Most of the aura soil brought back by the patriarch a few years ago is piled up here for use. Cultivate purple rice."

　　 "The patriarch comes with me."

　　 Following this, Shao took Xia Tuo towards a semi-outdoor cave. The cave was dug manually, and the top of the cave was overturned so that the sun could shine in.

　　 Entering into the semi-outdoor cave, I clearly felt a kind of rich aura permeating, the ground witch patterns looming, and the connection and formation turned into a triangle formation.

　　Gathering spirit witch formation.

　　 This witch formation is not large, covering an area of ​​only a square meter. In the center of the formation is spiritual soil, on which a purple-cyan plant swaying, two meters high, like a stalk with the thickness of an arm and nine leaves.

　　 But from the looks of it, it is no more than the spiritual grass he dug from the small world of the land.

"Patriarch, at noon in the cave, the sun can shine in. This plant is also purple rice, but with spiritual energy, the subordinates specially invited the witch hall to arrange the spirit gathering witch formation in order to cultivate this purple spiritual rice. It is speculated that the spiritual rice grown by this spiritual plant will also be helpful to the warriors of the gods."

　　 Actually, it doesn’t need to be said by Elder Shao, Xia Tuo can tell at a glance, this purple rice is full of spiritual meaning, it can be said that this is the true spiritual rice.

　　 The spiritual rice in the spiritual field outside the cave can only be regarded as ordinary mortal spiritual rice. The spiritual rice in front of me can be classified as medicine.

　　 "This purple spirit rice needs sufficient aura to grow."

　　 "Yes." Elder Shao nodded, and then said: "Once the spiritual energy is insufficient, it will fall into a state of stagnant growth, and it will wither if it takes too long. Fortunately, there is only one plant in the temple, which is going to be cultivated as a spiritual seed."

　　 Walking out of the cave, Xia Tuo saw that there were various fruit trees growing on the nearby mountain, some of which had already produced fruit and were hanging on the branches.

Seeing Xia Tuo’s eyes and looking far away, Shao Mang said: “These are fruit trees transplanted from the mountains in these years. Most of them are some wild common species. I ordered everyone to plant them on the mountains to see if there are any. Potential for improvement."

　　 After spending a few days, Xia Tuo took a look around the guarded areas of the Wangu Mountain Range and returned to the tribe.

　　 Then there was silence for several consecutive days. Everyone thought he was healing in retreat, but Xia Tuo struggled with writing in the summer garden.

In the stone hall, a piece of animal skin rolls fell on the ground in a mess, painted full of words, and after patrolling the entire tribe, he discovered many problems in the tribe. It took him more than ten years to build the tribe development system. Very powerful, but full of loopholes.

　　 He has always been good at planning and making decisions. After thinking about it for a long time, after half a month, he gathered all the elders of the clan and discussed for a whole day. When the elders left, their eyes flashed brightly.

　　 In general, the content of this clan discussion is to make up for the shortcomings of the tribe, concentrate on doing major things, list all the problems of the tribe one by one, and then gather the power of the entire tribe to solve them one by one.

　　The reform first began in the Witch Palace. There is only one real wizard in the Witch Palace now, that is, the Luo Palace Master. The remaining Zhu You and Lian Shou veins are the strongest but the peak of the Wizard.

　　 There are currently six sorcerers in Zhu Youdian, but only three of them can make a medium-level witch medicine.

　　 There is another very important decision in this clan meeting, that is, the herbs, finished witch drugs, armors, ore, spiritual rice, etc. in the tribe have determined the grade division, and are in line with the wild land outside the mountain.

Taking the Martial Dao Celestial Vein Realm as the boundary, the resources required by the martial artist of the Celestial Vein Realm are all in the mortal rank category. For example, the stone cracking state and below are the lower mortal ranks. The resources used by the environment are of the highest rank.

　　 Divine Tibetan Realm and above are all spiritual level categories, which are distinguished by earth, heaven and other ranks. Each rank is divided into upper, middle and lower ranks. For example, the elixir used in Gods Tibetan realm is earth level elixir.

　　 Relying on this division of ranks, the lingzhifu, wizard wizard, wizard pharmacist, and talisman in the tribe are all finished products produced according to martial arts combat power.

　　 For example, the three sorcerers of Zhu Youdian who can make the inner-exhaust pill are called the middle-grade sorcerers of the common rank.

　　 In terms of the 100,000 tribes of the Xia tribe, there are only three middle-grade sorcerers that are out of proportion, but because the inheritance of sorcery in the clan is messy, and they have taken wild paths over the years, it makes it difficult for sorcerers to advance.

The power of witchcraft is the basis for refining witch medicine. This traps the number of tribal witch pharmacists, and when the witch medicine is needed by the warriors of the Celestial Vein realm, the method of blending is no longer suitable and requires medicine. The tripod is refined into a pill shape.

　　The problem facing the Witch Palace is that the reserve of witchcraft is insufficient. Nowadays, hundreds of witches in the huge Witch Palace are as if they have no spiritual food. Fortunately, the blood of the witches has the inheritance of the witches.

　　 Qiao'er did not pass down witchcraft, but for the sorcerers and wizards of Zhu Youdian, they seemed to be restricted and unable to comprehend.

　　 Internal deficiencies, naturally, they can only be remedied from the outside. Xia Tuo took the fat brother to the South on the Wangu, ready to buy some witchcraft slaves to come back, and directly obtain the witchcraft they inherited to make up for the problem of the Xia tribe’s witchcraft inheritance.

　　 As for whether the slave is willing or not.

　　 Well, can slaves have the right to choose, can they still be called slaves?

　　The inheritance of a slave witch is small, so buy a hundred witch slaves, if one hundred is not enough, buy one thousand and two thousand, and all the witchcrafts are put together.

　　 Wangu has changed its appearance from the very beginning. The clansmen of Qiaogongdian constantly remodeled the big ship. Now the entire hull is covered with armor made by adding **** gold, depicting witch charms.

　　 With the impulse in the water, he can easily knock a semi-pure blood beast to pieces.

During the years when he was silent in the blue dragon water in the north, Fatty took the hundred iron spirits from the tribe and walked into the large and small tribes in the Linghe tribe domain. The total amount of beast cores he brought back exceeded 400,000. More than one hundred thousand yuan.

　　 What surprised Xia Tuo was that the Kuilei tribe did not establish a clan to sacrifice to the sky. It seemed to be silent all at once, but the fight with Linghe Bobu did not stop, and the entire Linghe tribe area had completely become a chaotic battlefield.

　　 On the bow deck, a wooden table was placed, Xia Tuo and Fat Brother sat on both sides, with a very leisurely expression.

　　 "The Kuilei tribe seems to be aware of the strangeness. I went to see that Kuilei's clan luck has been accumulated to the top. If you want to go further, you must establish a clan to sacrifice to the sky and open up the Bo clan domain, but it is abruptly stuck."

　　 Fat brother looked at the rippling blue water of the big lake, groaning softly, hearing Xia Tuo's voice in his ear.

　　 "What do you think of a real high-class tribe."

　　 "The superior tribe?"

　　 To Xia Tuo suddenly asked this sentence, Fat Brother didn't know, so, isn't the upper-class tribe that way?

　　 Over the past few days, Xia Tuo has never forgotten what Wuwu said about the superior tribes, tribes with millions, tribes thousands of miles, and fertile fields.

　　 Could it be said that Chiming’s generation is not good, it is the worst since Yankang?

　　 There may be environmental factors. The land in the Longhan era was full of aura, but today's superior tribes are too unworthy. Riding a dragon can't catch up with the power of the superior tribes in the Longhan era.

　　……

　　 One day later, Zejin City Slave Market.

　　 Looking at the flow of people in the market, Xia Tuo narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect that so many slave owners had been killed, the slave market was still so crowded, and there were so many warriors.

　　 "The more chaotic times, the more slaves and the higher the quality."

　　 After that, Xia Tuo and Fat Brother walked towards the cave sky under the slave market. After entering the market, they separated. Xia Tuo directly chose to buy high-level slaves and see the market deacon.

　　 In the gloomy cave, when the deacon saw Xia Tuo, he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, so how come he came here directly.

　　 "There are some good slaves in the market nowadays, such as witch-cultivators and strong warriors~www.readwn.com~Xia Tuo's expression has not changed, and he looked at the ghost deacon and said.

　　 Soon the look of the deacon ghost recovered, and a hoarse voice sounded.

　　 "Yes, a witch slave who doesn't know what witchcraft you need to practice."

　　 "What kind of shaman slaves are there in the market?"

　　 "I wish you the most."

　　 "Take me to see."

　　 Along the deep stone path, Xia Tuo followed behind the deacon ghost. The stone path was deep and dark, winding and winding.

　　 "Lord, just give orders."

　　 The deacon ghost said, obviously safe here.

　　 "The clan needs witch slaves, as long as they are slaves who practice witchcraft, and they also need slaves who are good at cultivating Lingzhi."

　　 "Lord, there are now 23 slaves and two sorcers in the market."

　　 This is a lot.

　　 After all, generally speaking, there are only a few people in a tribe who practice witchcraft, but not every tribe is like the Xia tribe.

　　 "They were all delivered within the last year, from the Linghe tribe."

　　 Hearing what the deacon ghost said, Xia Tuo thought that the slave owner's power in the northwest might have recovered, otherwise it would be impossible to start arresting slaves again.

In just a few years, the slave owner has actually begun to make trouble again. Of course, his Xia person also played a bad role in the intertwined vortex undercurrents, such as sending hundreds of refined iron to the chaotic place. This is not a war. dealer.