This Is My Primitive Tribe

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Jiang Xuan heard the news of the relocation of the Rex Tribe when he went to the Mountain Turtle Tribe to trade.

"Now, the Mengniao tribe has occupied that large area, and many small tribes have been wiped out. If the Rex tribe doesn't leave, it will end up being wiped out sooner or later."

Shan Jia is a little melancholy. Although the Mountain Turtle Tribe is far away from the Mengniao tribe, the Mengniao tribe is expanding too fast, and maybe it will come here someday.

At that time, what should the Mountain Turtle Tribe do?

When the small tribes attacked, they could still rely on the strong defensive turtle **** to carry it, but when the middle tribes attacked, they really couldn't carry it.

Jiang Xuan sat in Shanjia's house, while eating mushroom kebabs, he asked, "Where are the medium-sized tribes and the big tribes here in the Southern Wilderness?"

"Let's go here, on the edge of the Southern Wilderness. Those medium-sized tribes and big tribes don't want to come here at all."

"Because of what? Because there is little flat land, and they are all steep mountains or dangerous swamps, which are far worse than other places in the Southern Wilderness."

Shan Jia said that he was quite sighed, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the harsh living environment.

Jiang Xuan asked in surprise: "Have you been to other places in the Southern Wilderness?"

"We are old friends, so let me tell you a secret."

Shan Jia paused and said: "Actually, the Shan Gui tribe was once powerful before. It is said that when it was the most powerful, the population was more than 8,000."

"This is what Wu told me." Shan Jia added.

Jiang Xuan said in shock: "Isn't that about to become a big tribe?"

"That's not true. It's too difficult to become a big tribe, but in a medium-sized tribe, it is relatively powerful."

"It is said that at that time, our mountain turtle tribe lived in the middle of the Southern Wilderness, where there were big rivers, big lakes, flat land everywhere, a lot of prey, and it rarely snowed."

When Shan Jia said this, there was light in his eyes, obviously yearning for that fertile land.

"Then how did you end up here?"

Jiang Xuan took a bite of Mushroom Gu and listened to Shan Jia continue to speak.

"Later, it was said that a big tribe was offended, and a war broke out. The old turtle **** desperately blocked the totem **** of the big tribe. The rest of the clansmen rode the giant mountain tortoise up the river and finally came here."

"However, the old turtle **** stayed there forever."

When Shan Jia said this, his eyes were a little dark.

Although he has never seen the old turtle god, but even if he has only heard the story, he still worships the old turtle **** very much.

Jiang Xuan said stunned: "That is to say, your current turtle god...isn't the previous one?"

Shan Jia nodded calmly and said, "Yes, the current turtle **** is the child of the old turtle god."

"So it is."

Jiang Xuan probably understood what was going on.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe used to be a powerful medium-sized tribe, living in the middle of the fertile Southern Wilderness. Later, they offended a large tribe. After the tribe was overrun, some of the tribe went upstream along the river and finally settled in the Great Marsh on the edge of the Southern Wilderness.

Fortunately, their old turtle **** left behind a heir, the current turtle god. Although the strength is not as strong as the old turtle god, it is still no problem to shelter a small tribe.

The mountain turtle tribe has continued in this way, but according to their development, it is not easy to become a medium-sized tribe again.

Therefore, they can only pass on the past glory from generation to generation, but they are unable to return to the fertile land in the middle of the Southern Wilderness.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe is actually lucky. An old turtle **** was killed in battle, and a little turtle **** was left behind, and the fire was kept.

More tribes, after the death of the totem god, fell apart directly, and there was no chance to pass it on.

"The middle of the Southern Wilderness..."

Jiang Xuan muttered a word, ate the last piece of mushroom, and said, "Looking for a chance, I want to see and see."

The Eastern Wilderness, the Western Wilderness, the Southern Wilderness, and the Northern Wilderness are the four major domains of the primitive continent.

Jiang Xuan has been to Xihuang, but because of the drastic changes in the world, one-third of Xihuang has become a desert, and the environment in other places has also become worse, which is far worse than before.

But the Southern Wilderness is different. The environment of the Southern Wilderness is still suitable for living. What kind of scene should the central area be like?

Just listening to the description of the mountain gills, I know that it is a really good place to live, and only such a place has the conditions for the birth of a large tribe.

As for the edge of the Southern Wilderness, it would be good to be able to survive a few weaker medium-sized tribes.

Jiang Xuan suspected that the Wasp Tribe, which once traded with the Rabbit Tribe, just couldn't stand the barrenness here, and when they were able, they moved further south.

Shan Jia said: "Boss Xuan, I really envy you. You can have a flying mount and go to many places."

"The leader of the mountain gill can also try to raise one."

Shan Jia shook his head in frustration and said, "I caught some young birds and raised them, and some died. I finally raised one or two, and because they are not big enough, they can't carry people."

Jiang Xuan comforted Shan Jia, and then started to do business.

He didn't come to eat, drink and listen to stories, but to trade magical mushrooms. These mushrooms can help the relatively low-strength warriors of the Vine tribe to improve their strength as soon as possible.

Both parties are old acquaintances, and the transaction process is very smooth.

The vine tribe got several big bags of magic mushrooms with various functions, and the mountain turtle tribe got salt and pottery, and both sides got what they wanted.

After the transaction was completed, Jiang Xuan should also go back.

"Wow..."

The dumplings spread their wings and made a sharp cry.

Jiang Xuan climbed onto the back of the dumplings, and two vine tribe warriors also climbed up.

Shan Jia went outside the tribe to send Jiang Xuan.

Before leaving, Shan Jia said to Jiang Xuan, "Boss Xuan, if you really go to the central part, please help to find out if the slough of our old turtle **** is still there."

It stands to reason that the shell of the old tortoise is extremely huge and extremely hard, and it should be difficult to spoil.

Although the Mountain Turtle Tribe is no longer strong, it still remembers that one day, the slaughter of the old turtle **** can be brought back to the tribe for worship.

Jiang Xuan nodded and said, "Okay, if there is a chance, I will help you find out."

"Thank you, Chief Xuan."

Shan Jia waved his hand, and then watched the dumplings flap their huge wings, fly into the sky, and gradually go away.

There was a look of envy in his eyes.

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Jiang Xuan heard the news of the relocation of the Rex Tribe when he went to the Mountain Turtle Tribe to trade.

"Now, the Mengniao tribe has occupied that large area, and many small tribes have been wiped out. If the Rex tribe doesn't leave, it will end up being wiped out sooner or later."

Shan Jia is a little melancholy. Although the Mountain Turtle Tribe is far away from the Mengniao tribe, the Mengniao tribe is expanding too fast, and maybe it will come here one day.

At that time, what should the Mountain Turtle Tribe do?

When the small tribes attacked, they could still rely on the strong defensive turtle **** to carry it, but when the middle tribes attacked, they really couldn't carry it.

Jiang Xuan sat in Shanjia's house, while eating mushroom kebabs, he asked, "Where are the medium-sized tribes and the big tribes here in the Southern Wilderness?"

"Let's go here, on the edge of the Southern Wilderness. Those medium-sized tribes and big tribes don't want to come here at all."

"Because of what? Because there is little flat land, and they are all steep mountains or dangerous swamps, which are far worse than other places in the Southern Wilderness."

Shan Jia said that he was quite sighed, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with the harsh living environment.

Jiang Xuan asked in surprise: "Have you been to other places in the Southern Wilderness?"

"We are old friends, so let me tell you a secret."

Shan Jia paused and said: "Actually, the Shan Gui tribe was once powerful before. It is said that when it was the most powerful, the population was more than 8,000."

"This is what Wu told me." Shan Jia added.

Jiang Xuan said in shock: "Isn't that about to become a big tribe?"

"That's not true. It's too difficult to become a big tribe, but in a medium-sized tribe, it is relatively powerful."

"It is said that at that time, our mountain turtle tribe lived in the middle of the Southern Wilderness, where there were big rivers, big lakes, flat land everywhere, a lot of prey, and it rarely snowed."

When Shan Jia said this, there was light in his eyes, obviously yearning for that fertile land.

"Then how did you end up here?"

Jiang Xuan took a bite of Mushroom Gu and listened to Shan Jia continue to speak.

"Later, it was said that a big tribe was offended, and a war broke out. The old turtle **** desperately blocked the totem **** of the big tribe. The rest of the clansmen rode the giant mountain tortoise up the river and finally came here."

"However, the old turtle **** stayed there forever."

When Shan Jia said this, his eyes were a little dark.

Although he has never seen the old turtle god, but even if he has only heard the story, he still worships the old turtle **** very much.

Jiang Xuan said stunned: "That is to say, your current turtle god...isn't the previous one?"

Shan Jia nodded calmly and said, "Yes, the current turtle **** is the child of the old turtle god."

"So it is."

Jiang Xuan probably understood what was going on.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe used to be a powerful medium-sized tribe, living in the middle of the fertile Southern Wilderness. Later, they offended a large tribe. After the tribe was overrun, some of the tribe went upstream along the river and finally settled in the Great Marsh on the edge of the Southern Wilderness.

Fortunately, their old turtle **** left behind a heir, the current turtle god. Although the strength is not as strong as the old turtle god, it is still no problem to shelter a small tribe.

The mountain turtle tribe has continued in this way, but according to their development, it is not easy to become a medium-sized tribe again.

Therefore, they can only pass on the past glory from generation to generation, but they are unable to return to the fertile land in the middle of the Southern Wilderness.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe is actually lucky. An old turtle **** was killed in battle, and a little turtle **** was left behind, and the fire was kept.

More tribes, after the death of the totem god, fell apart directly, and there was no chance to pass it on.

"The middle of the Southern Wilderness..."

Jiang Xuan muttered a word, ate the last piece of mushroom, and said, "Looking for a chance to see and see. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

The Eastern Wilderness, the Western Wilderness, the Southern Wilderness, and the Northern Wilderness are the four major domains of the primitive continent.

Jiang Xuan has been to Xihuang, but because of the drastic changes in the world, one-third of Xihuang has become a desert, and the environment in other places has also become worse, which is far worse than before.

But the Southern Wilderness is different. The environment of the Southern Wilderness is still suitable for living. What kind of scene should the central area be like?

Just listening to the description of the mountain gills, I know that it is a really good place to live, and only such a place has the conditions for the birth of a large tribe.

As for the edge of the Southern Wilderness, it would be good to be able to survive a few weaker medium-sized tribes.

Jiang Xuan suspected that the Wasp Tribe, which once traded with the Rabbit Tribe, just couldn't stand the barrenness here, and when they were able, they moved further south.

Shan Jia said: "Boss Xuan, I really envy you. You can have a flying mount and go to many places."

"The leader of the mountain gill can also try to raise one."

Shan Jia shook his head in frustration and said, "I caught some young birds and raised them, and some died. I finally raised one or two, and because they are not big enough, they can't carry people."

Jiang Xuan comforted Shan Jia, and then started to do business.