Liling Palace, although it was thought of on a whim, but for today's Great Xia, it is also the right time, a Hou Department, not even a little background, what is this.

The heritage can also enrich the fortune of the family, and the so-called warehouse is sufficient, which represents sufficient stamina.

Even if some great clans have been in decline for hundreds of thousands of years, once a gifted clan is born, they will immediately flourish again, relying on a dragon cultivation channel formed by sufficient foundations, perfect martial arts, and properly prepared heaven and earth spiritual objects.

A real strong clan relies on a steady stream of talents, perfect martial arts and resource supplementation, a tribe can be born by a great opportunity, and even be promoted to the Hou Department or even the Wang Department in one fell swoop.

But what is needed next is to work steadily and steadily, step by step to supplement and consolidate the shortcomings everywhere, of course, if the descendants can continue to give birth to little geniuses, the stamina will be even stronger.

A tribe with a weak foundation, even if it is a domain of Weiling, is only a flash in the pan in the end.

As a newborn Great Xia, he has the benefit of the luck of the border wilderness, and because there have been no big tribes in the border wilderness for many years, there are not too many disputes in the region, and the entire northwest luck has gathered on the Great Xia, so in a short period of time, so there are so many strong people in the realm of the realm.

Handing over the Spirit Palace to the fat brother to take care of it can be regarded as a timely situation, after all, the fat brother's eyes, but the king who picked up the leaks and enriched the treasure house of the Spirit Palace is in the right place.

......

At night, on the inner city wall, the beast fire jumped, the entire Daxia city was still brightly lit, and many warriors came and went on the stone road, facing the middle section of Zhongzhou Street in the center, and the huge demon body was lying down, attracting the figures who came and went around to stop and watch.

Among the people who stopped, some of them attracted attention, these people were all wearing uniform black robes, embroidered with totem patterns on their chests, some had white hair, some were young people, and their strength was also different.

These are the clansmen who were selected from various provinces and cities in Daxia to visit the demon body, and each of them had some reputation, either as a peasant official, or as a witch doctor, or as a filial son in the neighborhood, or as a clansman who saved the dead and helped the wounded.

At the head of the city, Xia Tuo's eyes crossed the void and fell on these people, looking at the burst of light in their eyes, and nodded slightly.

This kind of move is very effective in cultivating a sense of glory of the ethnic group, Daxia is different from other Hou tribes, the sea is inclusive, the annexation of all tribes, hundreds of millions of people, it is not enough to rely on the name of a Great Xia, it is necessary to let the people of Daxia develop a sense of glory for Daxia.

The glory of being a Daxia person is also a sense of belonging.

These selected people, who visited the bones of the demon marquis, returned to their respective places of origin, which is a banner and set an example for their respective places of origin.

"Husband. ”

Under the moonlight, the figure of the sword lattice is like a fluttering Hong, and the long skirt is fluttering, falling from the sky.

At this moment, the sword lattice was once again filled with the edge of the sword, and the cold qi was released, which was because of the cultivation of the cold ice sword bone body refining method.

After the sword lattice fell, he snuggled beside Xia Tuo, didn't say much, and quietly watched the lights and people in the city.

"I got the opportunity to go out this time, and the tempering of the battle bones has passed the first level, but it's a pity that the great power of the grinding land has disappeared, otherwise your sword bones can also be sharpened. ”

"There is a definite number of chances. ”

Jian Lian raised his head and glanced at Xia Tuo, it was already very good to be able to get the creation, what else is greedy.

"But it's okay, the opportunity in the Dragon Mansion is enough, and that ice spirit bead is estimated to only take decades to transform, but it's a pity that I didn't find a kendo spirit object. ”

"Heaven and earth spiritual things are hard to find, and there is nothing to be satisfied with. ”

In contrast, the sword lattice can be seen, she already has ice blood in her body, and creating a cold ice world can be regarded as a fit for her own way, as for the spiritual objects that fit the way of the sword, she can find it if she can find it, and it doesn't hurt if she can't find it.

"Next, I'm going to retreat, and I'm going to raise my strength to the first stage of the realm, and even the second step, you still need to be there to protect the Dharma for me. ”

"Good. ”

Under the cover of night, the two figures floated away, the dormitory hugged each other and rested for a night, and the next morning, Xia Tuo and his wife appeared on the top of Tianlu Mountain in the morning light.

Compared with other powerhouses in the Realm of Reclamation, who boiled their battle bodies step by step, and then came to fruition, refining small worlds one after another, Xia Tuo himself first broke the boundaries of his battle body, made his battle body more solid, and then quickly tempered the small world in turn.

This kind of cultivation also exists in the wasteland, but there are not many of them, and the further back the realm, the more difficult it is to walk.

Here Xia Tuo began to close the ascension realm, and the same fat brother also started a retreat in the Thousand Cliff Valley, this time in the Dragon Mansion, whether it was him, Xia Tuo, or the old god marquis, they all got a lot of baptism.

Compared with him and Xia Tuo's physical promotion, the old god marquis is a further transformation of the decaying bloodline, although there is no substantial improvement, but due to the recurrence of flesh and blood, Shouyuan has increased.

In the Valley of Thousand Cliffs, in a cave, the fat brother sat cross-legged on a stone platform that had been temporarily split, with a small axe flat on his knees, and his whole body was full of light.

Around the cave, wisps of spiritual energy were withdrawn from various stone cracks and stone holes, and gathered on his body.

The fat man's battle body cultivation method is called a round battle body, don't look at the chubby lump, how can the flesh be white, all of it is condensed blood.

The so-called work must first sharpen its tools if it wants to do a good job, and the fat brother naturally understands that he must strike while the iron is hot, raise his strength, and then go outside to fish for treasures and enrich the spiritual palace.

For a while, under the command of the Great Xia Clan, the top powerhouses were in retreat, Qiao'er was in the ancestral land, and the snail ran to the Netherworld Blood Mountain in the Zhurong Domain.

In the Netherworld Blood Cave Mansion, the cold aura is permeated, and the snail pan sits in the center of the blood pool, surrounded by an illusory four-winged evil python, which is synchronized with his own breathing, and between each breath and exhalation, it will cause the air flow in the cave to surge.

Between breaths, the illusory four-winged evil python gradually began to solidify, and its whole body was covered with folds, as if its bloated body had been piled up together because it had lost weight all of a sudden, and there was no scale armor on its body, and its limbs were dark with flesh and wings.

The four-winged python let out a low roar, and then opened its eyes, a pair of eyes exuding coldness, and the breath was the same as that of the snail.

Airplanes!

The next moment, the evil python's body was illusory, and it drilled towards the witch mark at the center of the eyebrows, and there was a roar in an instant, like a sound sound, and the breath of the snail seemed to have stagnated at this moment.

A brilliant black light bloomed at the Witch Seal in the center of his eyebrows, and his primordial spirit completely fused with the Natal Evil Spirit, tearing apart the Witch Seal World.

Witch cultivators and martial cultivators are different from cultivating in the realm of opening up the realm, the witch world of the witch is opened up from the witch seal, the world opened up by the warrior tends to be the flesh and blood world, while the witch is inclined to a spiritual world.

Of course, the two will eventually go the same way, the warrior has reached the fifth step of the realm of the earth, and the witch has reached the fifth level of the witch saint, both of which have to transform into the only true realm.

At this moment, inside the witch seal of the snail eyebrows, the smell of decay was pervasive, and a drop of water as black as ink burst out with black light, and then it was like a black mist exploding, and the evil python's soul roared in the sky, tearing the sky through decay, and opening a void space in the witch seal.

This is fundamentally different from the space where the soul is located when the witch seal is first concluded, and it can touch the edge, and at the beginning, the witch seal where the fate is located, as long as the soul power spreads enough, it can spread infinitely.

Airplanes!

After the evil python opened the witchcraft world, its body burst into black light, and its long body curled up, gradually shrinking, and finally turned into a rune-like mark, suspended in the center of the witchcraft world, like stars shining on the world.

Immediately after, in a thought, several spiritual lights appeared in the world, a copper lamp, a dark golden Gu worm, a half-destroyed wooden boat, and a bone dagger full of cracks.

Successfully opened up the world of witchcraft, and the breath on the snail's body fluctuated, and it gradually eased down after a long time.

......

The ancestral land of Great Xia, the Wangu Mountains.

In the original nine-fold stone hall, Qiao'er sat on the stone platform, her white jade hand supported her chin, a ball of light flickered at the center of her eyebrows, the witch seal turned like a star, and one of the white and fat silkworms was spitting spiritual silk, and was about to completely weave the inside of the witch seal.

"Rhubarb, you said I want you to connect your fate line to a female rhubarb, you say it's not fun. ”

On the stone table on the side, the white-haired monkey-like Zhu Yan opened one eye, glanced at Qiao'er, and then closed it again.

Bored!

Seeing that Rhubarb didn't care about herself, Qiao'er sighed, her jade hand spread out, and the Destiny Sky Lantern appeared.

The lamp oil and the lamp twist of the sky lantern are about to run out, and the lamp twist is good to say, there is a fate of the silkworm, and the spirit silk that is spit out can be twisted into a lamp twist, but the lamp oil is difficult to do.

"Rhubarb, I'll take you out for a walk. ”

Zhu Yan didn't even raise his eyes this time, turned over, and turned his back to Qiao'er.

Qiao'er frowned slightly, the witch seal at the center of her eyebrows was slowly rotating like a star, exuding a mysterious and mysterious coercion, she was originally in retreat, but for some reason she suddenly woke up, and suddenly there was a feeling of quiet thinking.

For cultivators, every thought may not come out of nowhere, and Qiao'er is also a little puzzled as to why she would come up with such a thought.

However, because her small world of witchcraft has not yet been completed, she has not left the clan.

As a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, the Fate Silkworm has abnormal spirituality, and after being controlled by her, it independently swallows the spiritual silk and builds a small world of witchcraft.

But after the thought of Jing Ji thought about it came to her, Qiao'er felt that she was no longer in the mood for retreat, and once she fell silent, she would be disturbed by this thought.

It is true that she cultivates the Dao of Destiny, but she can't calculate it for herself.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Could it be the old white deer?"

Frowning on her crystal forehead, Qiao'er held her chin with both hands and groaned.

"Forget it, let's go see if Uncle is out of the customs and ask him what to do. ”

......

On the Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo's body transmitted a roaring sound, like a big wave rolling, in every small world, there are Xuanhuang Qi waves rising and rolling, connecting thirty-six heavenly veins and seventy-two small worlds.

The innate soil turned into tens of thousands of Xuanhuang breaths, so that every small world was wrapped in a heavy earthy mottled barrier, exuding a thick and reckless feeling.

After the transformation of all the small worlds is completed, the blood and qi in the body begin to transform towards the power of the world in the small world, and the thickness and vitality of the innate soil begin to baptize the flesh and blood of the whole body from the inside out.

ps There is one more change in the evening