Chapter 32: The Return

The southern wilderness is full of gunsmoke, and it is becoming more and more chaotic under the-stirring stick of the Qingfeng tribe, and the major tribes begin to form alliances against each other. The originally calm but secretly turbulent balance came to an end, and the Black Snake Tribe and the Friendly Bear Tribe were originally not interested in the Crow Tribe, and they each forbears the conflict of interests and tries to be restrained.

But the stability of the Raven Tribe is not in the interests of the Qingfeng Tribe. The Qingfeng tribe wants to develop rapidly, in addition to its own efforts to enhance the hard power of the tribe, the cultivation of the whole people, the hard training of the clan, the creation of sophisticated equipment, the introduction of Qinggang armor, the equipment of bows and arrows, and the successive breakthroughs of the tribal king rank.

Although the strength of the tribe is getting stronger day by day, but the peaceful wilderness is not in line with their own development needs, if you want to go further, exterminating the crow tribe is the best choice, feud, and its territory is rich in materials, vast territory, and large population.

But now that they want to annex it, the Qingfeng tribe doesn't have that pair of teeth, and a bite will kill themselves. Then break through its disguised peace, disturb the southern wilderness, and consume its bottom connotation. Take advantage of the fisherman.

The Qingfeng tribe spent two years, intentionally or unintentionally instigating. The Black Snake Tribe, the Friendly Bear Tribe finally launched a war against the Crow Tribe, the bigger the bigger, and now whether it is voluntary by the ministries or broken by the association, they are all involved, just like the Seven Heroes of the Warring States in the previous life, the Southern Wilderness and the peace of nearly a thousand years, the bottom is broken, and it is a word of chaos.

And the Qingfeng tribe fanned the flames everywhere, buying their own prisoners of war and slaves. Qingniu doesn't know how much it has received, and basically each team will take turns to bring back a large amount of materials and people.

Along the way, he learned about the situation between the tribe and the Southern Wilderness in the past three months, returned to the tribe unconsciously, jumped off the horse, looked at Xingchi who was rushing towards the group of spirit horses in the distance, and asked Chijiao to go to the tribe to find a foothold.

Humming a little song all the way, walking slowly towards home in a happy mood, humming you fight with me, Yin will not kill you, the little Southern Wilderness can't be unified, how can I do it, go and compete with the vast Shenzhou all over the human Tianjiao, the ancestral land Tianjiao, the Southern Wilderness human race is just the tip of the iceberg among hundreds of millions of human beings!

Even so many human races are still slaves in captivity by the gods and demons of the heavens, cultivation tools, and rations. Human nature is fickle and bullying. There is still a long way to go to fundamentally change.

I haven't seen earth-shaking changes in the tribe for three months, the population has increased significantly, the master of the ministry has broken through, the momentum, cohesion, and sense of responsibility are stronger than the strong, this is the benefit of strength, place, and prestige!

The clan hall convened a meeting of the existing high-level leaders of the tribe, and the seven captains led their subordinates into the hall and sat down. Qingfeng sat up from the high chair.

The uncles gathered everyone mainly to find out the bottom of it. When I came back, the captain of the green bull has already explained the general situation, and I would like to know a more detailed introduction so that I can make the next arrangement.

Aoki records, yes!

Ah Feng: "I'll come first, the tribe has been in the past three months, and we have recruited 7,300 scattered people from outside, purchased slaves of various tribes, and a total of 8,765 prisoners of war are all green. There are three people in the heavenly rank, thirty-seven people in the earth level, four hundred and eighty martial artists at the innate level and below, and the rest are ordinary people. Now the population of the tribe has exceeded more than 43,000 people, and there are 27,820 warriors who can fight," Qing Lei said and said.

Well, Uncle Lei has worked hard.

Qinghe Dao "Patriarch, now the five thousand acres of five-color spiritual rice we planted have all been harvested, attracting a group of demons to be repelled by the Wing Dragon Protector Elder, and five million catties of spiritual rice have been harvested. You'll see how you're going to deal with it."

Qingfeng stood up impressively, "Okay, good, you have worked hard." Fifty catties will be given to each person, and twenty catties will be given to each new joiner."

The following immediately exploded the hall and talked about it.

Isn't there too much patriarch, and there are new ones that don't be sent, Lingmi is a good thing, solving the lack of food, raising talents, strengthening muscles and bones, opening spiritual veins, and sending too much is a waste. Someone shouted!

yes, let's send less.

Quiet, I also know that Linggu is a good thing, and I don't know its value when I cultivate it. But this thing is grown for people to eat, and only when the tribe is strong can we keep what we want. In the past, there was no superfluous deduction, but now that there is, of course, you can't treat yourself badly!

There are good things to share together, we are a whole, and the new ones make them feel treated equally, and at the same time highlight our bottom line, so that they can find a sense of belonging faster, integrate in, and increase my strength. Watching everyone nod in agreement!

continued, "The remaining Qinghe captains are stored except for the seeds, which is better than the storage of demon beast meat. The wilderness season is changeable, and I don't know when there will be a Xiaoice cold period. I don't want anyone to starve to death under the rule of my patriarch.

In addition, Lei, Uncle Yan, you continue to organize everyone to cultivate, cultivate the spiritual mu, expand to 20,000 mu, and you can have many varieties. Well, let's end the meeting like this!

"Qingniu, you go and carry it for the patriarch first!" "I can finally change the taste, I haven't appreciated the taste of rice for a long time, and I have to eat a big meal when I go back!"