In the totem hall, looking at Xia Tuo, who was rolling around, finally gave up asking, this little thing is only to eat, and I don't know if I ask three questions.

"You foodie. ”

"Woo~~~"

Regarding Xia Tuo's evaluation of himself, he didn't care at all, Tusheng was alive, didn't he just eat.

Looking at the little things playing tricky, Xia Tuo always felt that the Netherworld Water Ghost Totem Imprint imprinted in the Totem Divine Pillar would have other effects in the future, but the spirit of his own totem was a foodie, and he couldn't speak, you said that he was angry.

In this battle, the destruction of the Blackwater tribe can be described as a great victory, the clan soldiers were only lost by twenty, and most of them were injured, and there was no force in the southeast of the Xia tribe that could threaten the development of the tribe.

Coupled with the Gale Tribe that was severely damaged by the Blackwater Tribe just a short time ago, in the last two years or even a few years, the external environment for the development of the tribe can be regarded as settled.

In fact, on the way back to the tribe from the southeast region of Wangu, Xia Tuo originally wanted to go to the Gale Tribe again, but finally dispelled this idea.

Although the Gale Tribe was severely damaged by the Blackwater Tribe, the tribe's situation was far better than that of the Blackwater Tribe, at least the vassal tribe's clan soldiers would not be defeated so badly, let alone devour the lord.

Besides, the Lord of the Gale Tribe has not appeared from beginning to end, which is a hidden worry.

shook his head and swept away the chaotic thoughts in his heart, is he a little floating, he can't be a big fat man in one bite.

Now there is the inheritance of the middle tribe in the tribe, and there is a human hall hidden in the depths of the mountains and fields to cultivate quasi-totem warriors, as long as it develops step by step, the clan power will inevitably rise to a situation that the Gale tribe cannot match in the future.

It's a pity, if only there weren't a damn demon.

The crisis of the big demon is a sword hanging above Xia Tuo's head that is difficult to dodge.

The key point is that the sword is still tied with a thin solid wire, and it may fall at any point.

......

Astound!

The Blackwater Tribe is gone!

The Blackwater Tribe is gone!

The Blackwater Tribe is gone!

Say the important thing three times.

In the space of two months, the news spread throughout the entire southern foothills of the Wangu Mountain Range, and even spread to the wasteland outside the mountain range.

In fact, the first to get the news was the Gale Tribe, how could the Gale Tribe swallow this breath for the old enemy who sneaked up on him and licked his wounds.

Therefore, he had been preparing to pay tribute to the Blackwater tribe for a long time.

Who would have thought, this side is not ready, the spy on the Blackwater tribe came back to report the soldiers, and the station of the Blackwater tribe on the east side of the Black Fang Water Area turned into ruins.

The land of the Heishui tribe in Heitouling was destroyed by the rebels, the entire tribe suffered countless casualties, and the Heishui tribe, which had been inherited for more than a hundred years, was gone.

For a moment, the gale department was shocked.

Feng Jing was shocked.

What kind of good people are these who have helped them avenge the Gale Tribe.

After the joy, Feng Jing's heart trembled even more.

In the following time, the chain reaction caused by the collapse of the Blackwater tribe made the entire mountain and wilderness rumored, and tribes large and small were worried.

......

Regarding the reaction of the outside world, the clan soldiers scattered outside the dark department will be sent back to the tribe every few days, and they don't care about these Xia Tuo, they just order the dark clan soldiers to continue to travel in the mountains and fields to spy on the news.

And the entire Xia tribe has once again returned to its former development.

The bow elder of the military department is dead from the casting method of the Daqian tribe.

Elder Peony of the Ministry of Agriculture ate four different plants for several days in a row, and foamed at the mouth, if it wasn't for Qiao'er's action, he almost couldn't be saved, so scared that Xia Tuoyan ordered Elder Peony not to eat indiscriminately.

Except for the fact that the Minister of Agriculture always eats indiscriminately, the achievements of the Ministry of Agriculture are obvious to the whole tribe, and the reclaimed wasteland has spread all over the vast areas outside the tribal mountains, and from the top of the tribal hill, a large area of potatoes and corn is everywhere.

The cave connecting the lone peak on the west side of the tribe was also dug through by the military headquarters, and a stone house was built on the top of the mountain at a height of 1,000 zhang to keep an eye on the enemy.

For a time, the whole tribe flourished.

......

"Seven hundred jun. ”

"Six hundred and forty jun. ”

......

"Eight hundred and thirty jun. ”

Outside the clan hall, Ling looked at the dozen or so teenagers in front of him with a smile, and said loudly: "You have only been cultivating the body quenching method for more than a year, and it is very good to have such strength at this age." ”

As he spoke, the old man's eyes turned to a young man at the front.

"Jujia, you must not slack off, the more you get to this time, the more your strength will slow down, and you will be able to reach the standard of becoming a totem warrior in another year or two. ”

"Yes, Grandpa Ling, Xiaojia will not slack off. ”

......

At the door of the clan hall, Xia Tuo looked at the young man around the force measuring totem pole and nodded, these are the future of his Xia tribe.

Now that the Xia tribe is no longer the original grass platform team, the totem warriors naturally have to start from the dolls.

A teenage totem warrior, it's beautiful to think about.

Without disturbing Elder Ling to teach the dolls, Xia Tuo returned to his stone house and entered the cultivation.

A few dolls in the tribe have good talents, and they have a tendency to catch up, and he, the patriarch, can't be surpassed by the small ones below, wouldn't it be a shame.

......

Thundered!

The stone door slowly opened, and Xia Tuo walked out, dressed in a cyan beast robe, his long hair hanging down on his shoulders, and a bone ornament as white as jade was tied.

The cyan beast robe is covered with animal patterns, and the outline is vaguely a human-faced bird body, an earlobe snake, and a double dragon on his feet.

"Patriarch. ”

The straight reined fish standing outside the stone gate shouted in a deep voice.

"Xiaoyu, it's eighteen this year. ”

Hearing this, Xiaoyu, who was still standing upright just now, smiled and touched the back of his head.

"Yes. ”

Running errands with Xia Tuo for many years, the eighteen-year-old reined little fish became a totem warrior as early as a year ago, but he is not the youngest totem warrior of the Xia tribe.

Jujia, the youngest totem warrior of the Xia tribe, became a totem warrior a year earlier than Reined Xiaoyu, and at the age of fifteen, he visualized the totem and became a warrior of the Cracked Stone Realm.

Now, there are eighteen small fish and seventeen giant crops.

Now five years have passed since the destruction of the Blackwater Tribe, and the Blackwater Tribe has long become a tribe in the memories of all the tribes in the wild mountains.

In five years, the Xia tribe, which has settled down to develop, has risen rapidly in terms of ethnic strength.

The population of the tribe has reached 2,100 people, which seems to have only increased by 500 people, but in fact, one-third of these 500 people are totem warriors, and the remaining two-thirds are relatives of totem warriors.

These totem warriors are all from the human hall, and the human hall gathers the talented young people scattered in the mountains and wilderness, starting from three years ago, the human temple can train forty or fifty totem warriors for the tribe every year.

Today, the number of scattered teenagers in the various divisions of the Human Hall is maintained at about 1,000, and since two years ago, one or two hundred quasi-totem warriors have been sent back to their original tribes every year.

These are all teenagers who are unwilling to join the Xia tribe, or who are generally talented, and they are not embarrassed by this Xia Tuo.

After all, the good meat is rotten in their own pots, and this mountain field belongs to the sphere of influence of the Xia tribe, and these quasi-totem warriors are the most powerful with the power of nine hundred jun, and returning to their respective tribes is enough to support the development of their respective tribes.

"Do you want to join the military department and become a clan soldier?"

Looking at the little fish who has followed him for many years, growing from a baby to a strong boy today, Xia Tuo couldn't help asking.

The reins shook his head, wanting to stop, and finally he was bold and plucked up the courage to say: "Patriarch, I... I want to go to the shadows. ”

"Shadows, where are the deer?"

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was very surprised, the dark department is now second only to the martial arts in the clan, but the martial arts are the warriors in the clan, and the dark department is a scout for the tribe to investigate the movements in the mountains and fields.

He just didn't expect that the reins would want to go to the shadows.

"Patriarch, I want to go to the mountains and forests, I don't want to be trapped in the tribe. ”

"Okay, I'll call the shots, you can go. ”

"Where is the Great Elder?" said the reined little fish with some hesitation.

"I'll go and say to the Great Elder. ”

"Really. The little fish was overjoyed and shouted, "Uncle Patriarch, you are so good." ”

Xia Tuo, who was issued a good person card, pretended to be serious and said: "Go and call the ministers and elders." ”

"Okay. ”

The reins quickly ran out.

Now the dwelling on the top of the mountain has expanded again, not only with many more courtyards, but also with stone halls.

The courtyard stone house is the place where the tribe lives, and the stone hall is the place where the tribes live.

In a few years, the clan hall is also covered with some traces of time, no longer looking so rough, vines are all over, and there is a kind of precipitation of years.

Entering the clan hall, the ministers and elders had not yet come, Xia Tuo sat on the main seat and squinted his eyes and rested.

Da-da-da-da.

Soon there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and Hong took the lead in entering the hall with a strong breath, and looked around to see that no one else came, but Xia Tuo was at the top, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Patriarch, I have something for you. ”

Xia Tuo opened his eyes and looked at Hong.

Under his torture, Hong was finally promoted to the Kaishan Realm, as were Ju, Li, and Lu, but the four of them were not promoted together, but were promoted to the Kaishan Realm one after another in five years.

Thinking of this, Hong's eyes were full of tears.

"Hey, hey. ”

Even if he became a pioneer of the Mountain Realm, in front of Xia Tuo, Hong was still the same as before.

The happiest thing about becoming a mountain opener is that he subdued the old lady of the wind and let him know how powerful a man is.

"Say it. ”

"That's... The patriarch's hall has always been guarded by the soldiers of the Wu tribe, why pick people from his dark department first, and the rest of the soldiers will be given to the Wu Department, where to put my old face. ”

Xia Tuo didn't speak, there was a reason why the dark department picked people, the warriors who came out of the human hall to join the tribe were young, and more importantly, they came from the depths of the mountains, and they were familiar with the depths of the mountains, especially the place where they originally lived.

The Dark Division needs to constantly wander in the deep mountains and old forests, so he will let the deer general select warriors from the tribe who join the human temple every year to expand the dark department.

"Lao Hong, you are not authentic, you came to dig the corner in front of the patriarch behind my back. ”

Outside the clan hall, the deer was wrapped in wind, apparently just returned from outside the tribe.

Suddenly, Hong's head turned and his eyes widened, I'm not, I'm not, don't wronged me.