Qingyang City.

On the basis of the Laoao Stone City, after the reconstruction of many clansmen, it became today's Qingyang City, although most of the buildings in the city were demolished, but the stone tower that towered in the center of the city was not something that the Qingyang clan could move.

This stone tower is also the foundation of the entire stone city, the tombs of the past dynasties are in it, and now Qingyang has entered the Xulu Cave Road, and naturally inherited this stone tower.

At this moment, the majestic hall located in the east of the city is shining with blue light that illuminates the sky, condensing like a materialized blue light, reflecting the ancient, vicissitudes, and elusive atmosphere.

Outside the main hall, Qingyang Duan and Qingyang Hori led the clan Qingyang City.

On the basis of the Laoao Stone City, after the reconstruction of many clansmen, it became today's Qingyang City, although most of the buildings in the city were demolished, but the stone tower that towered in the center of the city was not something that the Qingyang clan could move.

This stone tower is also the foundation of the entire stone city, the tombs of the past dynasties are in it, and now Qingyang has entered the Xulu Cave Road, and naturally inherited this stone tower.

At this moment, the majestic hall located in the east of the city is shining with blue light that illuminates the sky, condensing like a materialized blue light, reflecting the ancient, vicissitudes, and elusive atmosphere.

Outside the main hall, Qingyang Duan and Qingyang Hori led the high-ranking members of the clan to stare at the main hall, revealing a trace of expectation and a trace of worry in their eyes.

Everyone understands that the hope of the entire Qingyang inheritance and reproduction in the main hall is concerned, Qingyang has no totem, just in the long years of reproduction, there are one or two totem realm warriors by chance, and the birth of this totem realm warrior is more like a coincidence.

Now the tribal totem is expected to reunite, there is no warrior who is not agitated in his heart, and the tribal totem is successful, then the bottleneck of the Qingyang clan's reproduction will be broken, not to mention them, their descendants do not need to be trapped below the totem, and have the opportunity to ascend to a stronger martial arts realm.

Airplanes!

The blue light flashed out of the hall like waves after waves, and every time it touched the hearts of the warriors outside the hall, a full month had passed, and every day there would be warriors waiting outside the hall.

Buzz!

The blue light that washed out of the main hall became more and more blazing and rich, and it also made everyone understand that it seemed that the most exciting moment for them was coming.

The aura of ancient vicissitudes began to gradually overflow from the main hall, washing in all directions.

Roar!

Abruptly, the roar exploded, and at this moment, many warriors surrounding outside heard such a roar in their ears, as if it had spanned the boundless years and roared directly into their ears.

In a trance, in the eyes of all the Qingyang people gathered outside the main hall, a true dragon covered with green armor walked out of the Qingguang Hall in front of them.

The blue-gold body is not very tall, but it is only four feet high, but it reveals the ancient vicissitudes of life that make their hearts palpitate.

The real step is like an ancient god pushing horizontally, and the breath of vicissitudes is flowing up and down the body.

The figure of the true dragon is constantly enlarged in the eyes of the Qingyang people, the blue and golden real scales are densely covered all over the body, the strong legs are like pillars piercing the earth, the body swings, the tail is like a whip sweeping across the void, and the dark golden eyes exude a cold divine light.

"What a!"

Finally, Qingyang Hori reacted first, and let out a loud roar, waking everyone up!

This roar spread throughout Qingyang City, and at this moment, all the people of the Qingyang clan knew that the totem of their Qingyang clan was born!

From now on, the Qingyang clan is no longer a rootless duckweed, and has a tribal totem!

True Qiang, this is a creature living in the ancient years, comparable to the great fierce beast of the royal family, the pure-blooded True Fox has long been extinct in the years, now in the mountains and seas of the wilderness, the bloodline of the True Fox has the Golden Bloodline, Qingyang Blood, Golden Retriever and other branch bloodlines.

Being able to use such an existence as a totem will naturally gain strong power.

......

"Roar!

Half a day later, the roars of countless warriors sounded in the entire city, and every clansman of the Qingyang clan shouted loudly, unable to hide the joy in his eyes.

Similarly, the warriors of Qingyang Wei, this warrior who belonged to the Qingyang clan from now on, also fell into a carnival, and they walked out of the scattered cultivation rangers, naturally understanding what the tribal totem represented.

They may not have a chance, but they will give birth to offspring, the Qingyang clan lord has promised them, and the Qingyang totem is the common totem of all people in Qingyang.

The continuation of the bloodline makes people look forward to it, and naturally gives them a sense of belonging.

The whole stone city boiled, and one after another bonfires were lit, and the fierce beasts that had just been hunted were stripped of their fur and placed on the grill, and in a short time the smell of meat came out, and the golden flesh of the roasted beasts dripped with gurgling grease.

The Qingyang clan took out the blood wine brought from Lashan, and sent it to the man one after another, and the blood wine brewed by mixing the blood of the fierce beast with medicinal herbs exuded a fragrant fragrance.

The rough men who have been hunting in the wilderness all the year round will naturally not be polite, and their big hands directly grab the meat of the fierce beast on the grill, and regardless of the dripping hot fat, they open their big mouths and bite them, and then they are holding up the wine jar and drinking bitterly.

Tens of thousands of people gathered to roar, naturally the sound shook the sky, some people danced the ancient war dance, surrounded by the bonfire, under the reflection of the flames, whether it was the elderly, women and children, or the strong man with a red face.

Qingyangbori held a wine jar in one hand, shuttled among the clansmen, gulped wine, laughed unbridledly, and the wine spilled on his chest and soaked the beast robe.

The girl in the clan walked between the bonfires and sent a jar of blood wine to the hands of many warriors, and her graceful posture was intoxicating.

"Babbling babbling ......"

Qingyang Huan sat on the roof of a stone house, and there was also a jar of blood wine in his hand, but the other hand was holding the little guy, and at this moment, the stone city reflected by the bonfires everywhere in the city was red, which also made the little guy's face flush.

"Demon. ”

Putting down the wine jar, Qingyanghuan picked up the little guy and teased him, while lifting him high again and again, which immediately made the little guy giggle.

"Babbling babbling ......"

Qingyang Huan gave the little guy a name, called You'er.

At this moment, the little pink guy is holding his little hand downward, as if to catch a bonfire.

While holding the little demon, Qingyanghuan's eyes swept over the boiling scene below, and a touch of stability fell in his heart, and now he finally took Qingyanghuan to break through the shackles and usher in a new beginning.

No matter where you travel in the future, the roots are always concerned, the family is stable, and the future will be safe in your heart.

The little red face shining on the bonfire made the demon extremely excited, and she kept waving her little hands, but unfortunately she was too small, and it was impossible to catch the beating flames.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

The next moment, Qingyang's big hand grabbed forward, and a small flame appeared in his palm, and suddenly the little demon's voice stopped, and the crystal teardrops were still hanging in the corners of his eyes, and he was already giggling.

The celebration of the clan made every clansman eat and drink with their bellies open.

Even the little ones in the clan ran while the women were not paying attention to the wine jar, and opened the seal of the wine jar as they ran, taking the opportunity to take a few sips.

The spicy blood wine directly burned their little faces, and they became dizzy in an instant, and fell directly to the ground, with a ghostly cry and wolf howl from their mouths.

Followed by the women and men who were caught up later, they grabbed the little guy and walked back, and slapped the big slap on the buttocks, but unfortunately the little guys were drunk like mud, and they didn't seem to feel the slap on the buttocks.

The revelry lasted for a day, and the whole city was filled with the refreshing smell of wine, and the men who drank bitterly opened their arms, temporarily let go of everything they were carrying, and were drunk.

The demon on the stone roof also fell asleep, Qingyang Huan handed it over to A-Niang, carried the wine jar and smashed it into the bonfire, grabbed the clansmen passing in front of him, and drank it freely.

Some of the clansmen had already drunk and hung on the wall, and even fell asleep on the ground, they had not experienced such unbridled drinking without scruples.

Whether it is the clansmen of the Qingyang clan who have experienced the migration of hundreds of thousands of miles of the tribe, or the clansmen of Qingyangwei who have experienced the previous conquest, their hearts have already been pressed down, and all of them have been vented out on this day.

Soon, the stone city was full of lying bodies, snoring one after another, and the women didn't care about their men lying on the ground, and grabbed their little cubs and returned to the stone house where they lived.

On this day, Qingyanghuan also let go of his inhibitions, surrounded by blood and wine jars, and finally lay down under the eaves and fell asleep.

Day 2!

Opening his eyes from under the eaves, Qingyang Huan opened his mouth and spit out turbid breath, and the silent blood qi burst out from the depths of his body, freeing his limbs and hundreds of remains, washing away the laziness and fatigue of his whole body.

One after another, the clansmen woke up, and soon the majestic horn sounded at the head of the city, waking up the clansmen who were still sleeping.

......

After the boiling, the people of the Qingyang clan began to welcome a new life, and in the following time, the clansmen of the Qingyang clan plus Qingyang Wei began to work hard.

The tombs of the ancestors who migrated from Lashan rebuilt the mound ten miles outside the stone city.

And this is not over, at the beginning, Qingyang Huan had promised those Terran warriors who were blood-bathed in demon soldiers, and now the Qingyang clan has not forgotten it, and the bones sorted out are also buried next to the newly opened tomb.

The bones of these deceased warriors will be sacrificed year after year.

However, there were so many warriors who had passed away, and it had been a few days since all the gathered bones were buried in the ground.

On the sixth day, the main hall of the clan.

Qingyang Hori summoned the warriors in the clan and began to arrange the next development of the Qingyang clan, for this Qingyang Huan did not participate, now the Qingyang clan totem warriors and tribal totems have been possessed, which is enough to be promoted to the general, and only need to wait for the edict of the Humane Palace.

It took so much thought and time to settle his clansmen, so that Qingyang Huan's heart was also a little more stable, and his family was stable, so that he could pursue the path of martial arts with peace of mind.

......

Five days later, on an ancient mountain in the depths of the void road in the Kuo Cave, the ancient trees are like forests, verdant and dripping, the surroundings are cold and quiet, Qingyang Huan sits under the green tree, his eyes are slightly closed, and his body is full of faint blue light.

This kind of blue light is not dazzling, but has a kind of warmth, which makes people feel quiet in their hearts.

The breeze blew, and the fallen leaves swirled and fell from the trees, falling to his shoulders and sliding down, and soon a layer of leaves fell all around him.

Suddenly, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and in the depths of his black jade-like pupils, a desolate land was reflected, and fierce shadows roared. The high-level of the middle and high level stared at the main hall deadly, with a hint of expectation and a hint of worry in their eyes.

Everyone understands that the hope of the entire Qingyang inheritance and reproduction in the main hall is concerned, Qingyang has no totem, just in the long years of reproduction, there are one or two totem realm warriors by chance, and the birth of this totem realm warrior is more like a coincidence.

Now the tribal totem is expected to reunite, there is no warrior who is not agitated in his heart, and the tribal totem is successful, then the bottleneck of the Qingyang clan's reproduction will be broken, not to mention them, their descendants do not need to be trapped below the totem, and have the opportunity to ascend to a stronger martial arts realm.

Airplanes!

The blue light flashed out of the hall like waves after waves, and every time it touched the hearts of the warriors outside the hall, a full month had passed, and every day there would be warriors waiting outside the hall.

Buzz!

The blue light that washed out of the main hall became more and more blazing and rich, and it also made everyone understand that it seemed that the most exciting moment for them was coming.

The aura of ancient vicissitudes began to gradually overflow from the main hall, washing in all directions.

Roar!

Abruptly, the roar exploded, and at this moment, many warriors surrounding outside heard such a roar in their ears, as if it had spanned the boundless years and roared directly into their ears.

In a trance, in the eyes of all the Qingyang people gathered outside the main hall, a true dragon covered with green armor walked out of the Qingguang Hall in front of them.

The blue-gold body is not very tall, but it is only four feet high, but it reveals the ancient vicissitudes of life that make their hearts palpitate.

The real step is like an ancient god pushing horizontally, and the breath of vicissitudes is flowing up and down the body.

The figure of the true dragon is constantly enlarged in the eyes of the Qingyang people, the blue and golden real scales are densely covered all over the body, the strong legs are like pillars piercing the earth, the body swings, the tail is like a whip sweeping across the void, and the dark golden eyes exude a cold divine light.

"What a!"

Finally, Qingyang Hori reacted first, and let out a loud roar, waking everyone up!

This roar spread throughout Qingyang City, and at this moment, all the people of the Qingyang clan knew that the totem of their Qingyang clan was born!

From now on, the Qingyang clan is no longer a rootless duckweed, and has a tribal totem!

True Qiang, this is a creature living in the ancient years, comparable to the great fierce beast of the royal family, the pure-blooded True Fox has long been extinct in the years, now in the mountains and seas of the wilderness, the bloodline of the True Fox has the Golden Bloodline, Qingyang Blood, Golden Retriever and other branch bloodlines.

Being able to use such an existence as a totem will naturally gain strong power.

......

"Roar!

Half a day later, the roars of countless warriors sounded in the entire city, and every clansman of the Qingyang clan shouted loudly, unable to hide the joy in his eyes.

Similarly, the warriors of Qingyang Wei, this warrior who belonged to the Qingyang clan from now on, also fell into a carnival, and they walked out of the scattered cultivation rangers, naturally understanding what the tribal totem represented.

They may not have a chance, but they will give birth to offspring, the Qingyang clan lord has promised them, and the Qingyang totem is the common totem of all people in Qingyang.

The continuation of the bloodline makes people look forward to it, and naturally gives them a sense of belonging.

The whole stone city boiled, and one after another bonfires were lit, and the fierce beasts that had just been hunted were stripped of their fur and placed on the grill, and in a short time the smell of meat came out, and the golden flesh of the roasted beasts dripped with gurgling grease.

The Qingyang clan took out the blood wine brought from Lashan, and sent it to the man one after another, and the blood wine brewed by mixing the blood of the fierce beast with medicinal herbs exuded a fragrant fragrance.

The rough men who have been hunting in the wilderness all the year round will naturally not be polite, and their big hands directly grab the meat of the fierce beast on the grill, and regardless of the dripping hot fat, they open their big mouths and bite them, and then they are holding up the wine jar and drinking bitterly.

Tens of thousands of people gathered to roar, naturally the sound shook the sky, some people danced the ancient war dance, surrounded by the bonfire, under the reflection of the flames, whether it was the elderly, women and children, or the strong man with a red face.

Qingyangbori held a wine jar in one hand, shuttled among the clansmen, gulped wine, laughed unbridledly, and the wine spilled on his chest and soaked the beast robe.

The girl in the clan walked between the bonfires and sent a jar of blood wine to the hands of many warriors, and her graceful posture was intoxicating.

"Babbling babbling ......"

Qingyang Huan sat on the roof of a stone house, and there was also a jar of blood wine in his hand, but the other hand was holding the little guy, and at this moment, the stone city reflected by the bonfires everywhere in the city was red, which also made the little guy's face flush.

"Demon. ”

Putting down the wine jar, Qingyanghuan picked up the little guy and teased him, while lifting him high again and again, which immediately made the little guy giggle.

"Babbling babbling ......"

Qingyang Huan gave the little guy a name, called You'er.

At this moment, the little pink guy is holding his little hand downward, as if to catch a bonfire.

While holding the little demon, Qingyanghuan's eyes swept over the boiling scene below, and a touch of stability fell in his heart, and now he finally took Qingyanghuan to break through the shackles and usher in a new beginning.

No matter where you travel in the future, the roots are always concerned, the family is stable, and the future will be safe in your heart.

The little red face shining on the bonfire made the demon extremely excited, and she kept waving her little hands, but unfortunately she was too small, and it was impossible to catch the beating flames.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

The next moment, Qingyang's big hand grabbed forward, and a small flame appeared in his palm, and suddenly the little demon's voice stopped, and the crystal teardrops were still hanging in the corners of his eyes, and he was already giggling.

The celebration of the clan made every clansman eat and drink with their bellies open.

Even the little ones in the clan ran while the women were not paying attention to the wine jar, and opened the seal of the wine jar as they ran, taking the opportunity to take a few sips.

The spicy blood wine directly burned their little faces, and they became dizzy in an instant, and fell directly to the ground, with a ghostly cry and wolf howl from their mouths.

Followed by the women and men who were caught up later, they grabbed the little guy and walked back, and slapped the big slap on the buttocks, but unfortunately the little guys were drunk like mud, and they didn't seem to feel the slap on the buttocks.

The revelry lasted for a day, and the whole city was filled with the refreshing smell of wine, and the men who drank bitterly opened their arms, temporarily let go of everything they were carrying, and were drunk.

The demon on the stone roof also fell asleep, Qingyang Huan handed it over to A-Niang, carried the wine jar and smashed it into the bonfire, grabbed the clansmen passing in front of him, and drank it freely.

Some of the clansmen had already drunk and hung on the wall, and even fell asleep on the ground, they had not experienced such unbridled drinking without scruples.

Whether it is the clansmen of the Qingyang clan who have experienced the migration of hundreds of thousands of miles of the tribe, or the clansmen of Qingyangwei who have experienced the previous conquest, their hearts have already been pressed down, and all of them have been vented out on this day.

Soon, the stone city was full of lying bodies, snoring one after another, and the women didn't care about their men lying on the ground, and grabbed their little cubs and returned to the stone house where they lived.

On this day, Qingyanghuan also let go of his inhibitions, surrounded by blood and wine jars, and finally lay down under the eaves and fell asleep.

Day 2!

Opening his eyes from under the eaves, Qingyang Huan opened his mouth and spit out turbid breath, and the silent blood qi burst out from the depths of his body, freeing his limbs and hundreds of remains, washing away the laziness and fatigue of his whole body.

One after another, the clansmen woke up, and soon the majestic horn sounded at the head of the city, waking up the clansmen who were still sleeping.

......

After the boiling, the people of the Qingyang clan began to welcome a new life, and in the following time, the clansmen of the Qingyang clan plus Qingyang Wei began to work hard.

The tombs of the ancestors who migrated from Lashan rebuilt the mound ten miles outside the stone city.

And this is not over, at the beginning, Qingyang Huan had promised those Terran warriors who were blood-bathed in demon soldiers, and now the Qingyang clan has not forgotten it, and the bones sorted out are also buried next to the newly opened tomb.

The bones of these deceased warriors will be sacrificed year after year.

However, there were so many warriors who had passed away, and it had been a few days since all the gathered bones were buried in the ground.

On the sixth day, the main hall of the clan.

Qingyang Hori summoned the warriors in the clan and began to arrange the next development of the Qingyang clan, for this Qingyang Huan did not participate, now the Qingyang clan totem warriors and tribal totems have been possessed, which is enough to be promoted to the general, and only need to wait for the edict of the Humane Palace.

It took so much thought and time to settle his clansmen, so that Qingyang Huan's heart was also a little more stable, and his family was stable, so that he could pursue the path of martial arts with peace of mind.

......

Five days later, on an ancient mountain in the depths of the void road in the Kuo Cave, the ancient trees are like forests, verdant and dripping, the surroundings are cold and quiet, Qingyang Huan sits under the green tree, his eyes are slightly closed, and his body is full of faint blue light.

This kind of blue light is not dazzling, but has a kind of warmth, which makes people feel quiet in their hearts.

The breeze blew, and the fallen leaves swirled and fell from the trees, falling to his shoulders and sliding down, and soon a layer of leaves fell all around him.

Suddenly, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and in the depths of his black jade-like pupils, a desolate land was reflected, and fierce shadows roared.