In this scene outside the tribe, he just wants to tell all the clansmen that a tribe can only have one authority, that is, the clan leader, no matter how Wu is respected by the clansmen, he also assists the patriarch in developing the tribe.

After today's killing, the witch of the Xia tribe will melt into every corner of the tribe, and the witch is not high, but really down-to-earth to promote the development of the tribe.

People have to be killed when they should be killed.

Xia Tuo, who squinted his eyes, sat cross-legged on the stone bed, thinking in his heart, controlling a tribe requires both grace and power.

He didn't care about the noise outside the tribe, this matter was just to remind the tribesmen.

Da!

At this time, footsteps came from outside the stone hall.

"I heard that Patriarch Xia is angry, I'll see if I'm angry. ”

The sound of the sword lattice soon came in from outside the stone hall.

Speaking of which, since he took the mother and son back to the tribe, he didn't have too much preferential treatment, and directly chose a place under the tribe mountain to build a small stone courtyard, and Jian Yi and Jian Xian'er also entered the human hall to practice like other dolls in the tribe.

However, the two will talk every once in a while, this woman's temperament is very much to his taste, and she is the same as himself in many ideas, this tacit understanding is very rare.

Then, Xia Tuo got up from the stone bed and walked towards the outside of the stone hall.

The sword lattice stood in the garden, looking at the Xia tribe who came out of the stone hall with a gloomy face, and couldn't help laughing.

Poof!

This was the first time she had seen Xia Tuosheng so angry.

"Na, this is the mountain fruit that I and Xian'er went to pick in the mountains and forests, it is very sweet, you can taste it. ”

Coming to the stone pavilion and sitting down, the sword lattice took out the fruit wrapped in animal skin and pushed it in front of Xia Tuo.

Speaking of which, as the patriarch of the tribe, Xia Tuo can eat even if he eats the spirit fruit, and the mountain fruit has long been rarely eaten, but when he saw the sword lattice that was born opposite him, he reached out and grabbed the mountain fruit in the sword mullover's hand, and then put it in his mouth and gnawed it.

"Ah~~~"

For a moment, Jian Lian shouted softly, and his cheeks suddenly flushed.

This dead man, he obviously let him take the stone table by himself, and he just took a bite of the one in his hand.

At this time, Xia Tuo also reacted, but he was very comfortable with this, so he looked like he was enjoying it, and laughed: "It's very sweet." ”

Boom!

The next moment, the bronze sword on the back of the sword lattice was drawn.

Duel!

Seeing Xia Tuo laughing, Jian Ling somehow got angry.

It's too embarrassing to talk or something, so don't make noise if you can do it.

Forehead!

Looking at the tip of the sword that landed above the tip of his nose, Xia Tuo was directly choked by the mountain fruit in his mouth.

"You're the first person in the tribe to dare to point a sword at me like that. ”

Hum!

Putting away the bronze sword, Jian Lian sat down on the stone chair again, and said angrily: "I don't think you're so angry, so Qiao'er still asked me to come and see you." ”

"That's it, for a group of things that eat inside and outside, it's not worth being angry, besides, these people should be killed early, a group of people who are in the Xia tribe but have different intentions lurking, it is not good for the development of the tribe, and now it is just in the bud, it is better to kill early than late, otherwise the greater the power they collude with in the tribe, the more difficult it is for you to do it." ”

Jian Ling's words were faint, and her eyes were shining, she felt that Xia Tuo's move this time was very correct.

After staying in the Xia tribe for more than a year, in addition to cultivating every day, she walked around the tribe and saw the appearance of many clansmen, so she could see some places more clearly than Xia Tuo.

The Xia tribe is a tribe that has only been developed for less than ten years by scattered people, and the tribal structure has not yet taken shape, and various shortcomings and hidden worries have emerged.

The same also has advantages, that is, it is not like the big tribes that have developed for hundreds of thousands of years, and the elbow in the clan is serious, and Xia Tuo is the authority in the Xia tribe.

"The Xia tribe has only been created for less than ten years, if you want to develop the tribe, you must centralize power, if each ministry has its own ideas, and the power is not in one place, then the tribe only has an appearance, but in fact it is an empty shelf. ”

"So the authority of the patriarch must be firmly established, and the tribe does not need to have too many voices!"

Jian Ling's words made Xia Tuo's eyes brighter and brighter, this woman's thoughts really coincided with his own, and he had never said these words to the second person.

"Tribal centralization!"

When Jian Ling finished saying these five words, Xia Tuo stood up from the stone chair, stared at Jian Ling, and said, "I, Qin Shi Huang, fight for money!"

"My ancestor Liu Bang, cut the white snake. ”

"The Xia Shang and the Western Zhou Dynasty, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were divided into two sections, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period...... The ...... of the two dynasties of the north and the south"

......

"What's wrong with you?"

Jian Ling looked at Xia Tuo with an inexplicable expression.

"What Qin Shi Huang? Who is Qin Shi Huang?"

"Who is Bang?"

"What Xia Shang, is it a name?"

"Xia Tuo, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Ling looked at Xia Tuo with a confused face, not knowing what he was saying, Xia Tuo had hysteria, and he actually said something she didn't understand.

"What are the Northern and Southern Dynasties, are they two people called the Southern Dynasties and the Northern Dynasties?"

......

Call~~~

Xia Tuo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, startled him, and thought he had met a fellow countryman.

A false alarm!

In the wilderness, it is not easy to find a confidant.

The person in front of him.

Talent!

"Nothing, nothing. ”

Seeing Xia Tuo waving his hand, Jian Lian couldn't touch a certain brain for a while, and she suspected that Xia Tuo was teasing her.

Boom!

Draw your sword!

Seeing that the sword lattice pulled out the bronze sword again, Xia Tuo hurriedly said: "No, no, put it away, I just thought about something just now, and I didn't mean anything else." ”

"Hmph. ”

Putting away the bronze sword, the sword lattice sat down on the stone chair again, pinched the mountain fruit and ate it, and said in a muttering voice: "I think if you have any edict now, strike while the iron is hot, and hurry up and give orders, the puddle of blood outside the tribe is enough for people to honestly obey the order." ”

That's right.

At this moment, Xia Tuo also thought so, and was thought of by Jian Ling.

"I remember you hated killing?"

Xia Tuo couldn't help but stare at the sword lattice and asked, "When you were in the road thief's lair, didn't you say that you rarely did it?"

Glancing at Xia Tuo, Jian Lian snorted: "I hate blood, but it doesn't mean that I don't know right from wrong, sometimes killing blood is not the most neat way, besides, in this land, there are fewer fights?"

Get.

Xia Tuo didn't say anything directly, grabbed the mountain fruit and gnawed it, and after eating, he got up and walked towards the outside of the summer garden.

Jian Lian said well, strike while the iron is hot, convene the ministers and the old clan, and set the rules.

"I'll go and convene the Elder Clan, and you can play by yourself. ”

Boom!

Seeing Xia Tuo walk away in such a dashing manner, the bronze sword behind the sword lattice appeared in her hand again, and slashed twice at the void, she found that every time she saw Xia Tuo, the number of times she drew the sword increased.

......

Clan Temple.

This time, the ministers and elders came one by one, and the blood stains outside the tribe had not yet dried, which stimulated everyone.

The elder of the Punishment Hall was huge, and his huge body was crowded on the stone chair, clasping his fingers.

Elder Hong of the Battle Master Hall stared at the two big eyes, looking east and west.

Anyway, he felt that the patriarch had done the right thing, and the witches in the witch hall were about to turn their noses to the sky, and under such treatment, they even dared to disobey the patriarch's orders, and even betrayed the tribe.

Such a person should be severely punished, and his relatives should be enslaved for generations, otherwise everyone will follow suit, and the clan will not be a clan.

Xia Tuo sat on the main seat, condescendingly saw the ministers and elders clearly, and then he said loudly: "From now on, the witches cultivated in the Witch Hall will enter the Hundred Herbs Hall and the Si Nong Hall to learn the cultivation of medicinal herbs, and the existing clansmen in the two halls will also enter the Witch Hall to simply understand some mysteries of witchcraft, so as not to know how to do it when cultivating medicinal herbs." ”

"The same is true of the spell witch in the Harvest Palace, once the cultivation reaches a certain level, enters the Casting Palace, and participates in the creation of weapons and armor, the craftsmen in the Witch Hall also need to enter the Harvest Hall to understand some witchcraft mysteries. ”

"Practicing witchcraft is just to let people control witchcraft, entering the Casting Hall and the Hundred Herbs Hall is the real use of the witchcraft they have learned, if they don't use witchcraft, what is the use of the tribe cultivating wizards!"

For example, the quasi-totem warrior who came out of the human hall, after imagining becoming a totem warrior, either joined the Dragon Sparrow Guard, or joined the command of the five town guards, or in the palace of the tribe headquarters, this is called learning to become a tribe to develop and do things.

The same is true of the witch hall, from the witch hall to practice, enter the halls, learn to be useful.

"Yes, follow the patriarch's orders!"

This time, the tribes were quickly convened, and the ministers and elders received the order, and the tribes began to get busy.

The master of the Witch Palace, the snail, ordered the Witch Hall to practice witches in all veins, continue to practice with good talents, and directly transfer to the halls of the clan with bad talents.

For a while, there was no more disobedience.

At the same time, the Witch Temple sent five teams, led by high-level witches, towards the five domains in the mountains, looking for children suitable for witch cultivation and replenishing the number of witches in the Witch Temple.

......

Hall of the Foundry.

Elder Gong nestled in the stone hall, and in front of him were several scattered scrolls of animal skins, one of which was spread out and depicted with twisted witch patterns, which in his eyes were no different from the Book of Heaven.

However, the patriarch ordered the witches to enter the Casting Hall to rob the craftsman's food, and even if he, the master of the First Hall, could not cultivate witches, he had to understand whether he was or not, and knew all kinds of witch patterns.

It can't be when the time comes, the craftsman in the temple will create a pair of armor, and he doesn't know the witch pattern on it, let alone what it does, so how to do it.

The hall master of the dignified casting hall can't afford to lose that person!

Besides, if you don't understand anything, can the position of the master of the Casting Hall be long?

It's okay now, after more than ten or decades later, Niu X has appeared in the Casting Hall, and he can create a witch weapon, so he has to abdicate and make way for Xian, and carry a sledgehammer to grab food from Elder Hong, the barbarian.

It doesn't feel good when you think about it.

Gritting his teeth and glaring, he picked up the witchcraft beast skin scroll again, he couldn't cultivate witches himself, but he definitely couldn't know what runes were and what they did.

Alas......

It hadn't been half a pillar of incense when the animal skin roll in Elder Gong's hand slapped him in the face.

It's hard.

The strongest tribe in all eternity

The strongest tribe in all eternity