"Sir, but congenital?" Zhao Yun couldn't help but ask.

Xia Jun's breath was collected into his body, and his words and deeds looked very comfortable, as if that was the most standard action.

Especially when you look at a pair of eyes, you will feel a little piercing, and when you look at them from the side, they are shiny like glowing jade.

"The old man hasn't taken that step yet." Xia Jun sighed, and seemed to be hunched on his back: "Since Qin, I have never heard of the appearance of an innate martial artist, even if Yingzheng sent people to the sea to search, it was still fruitless. ”

The division of modern martial artists, who can practice the guidance technique, is a martial artist, and the cold and heat will not invade.

If you cultivate the guidance technique you have learned to the extreme, you are the day after tomorrow, which is the so-called second-rate martial artist or top general.

On it, he is a first-class martial artist, that is, a super general, all parts of the body can be used to kill the enemy, and the breath converges to the inside, and the identity of the martial artist will not even be discovered if it does not explode.

No matter how high your martial arts are, if you don't fight on the battlefield, you will always be a warrior.

Strictly speaking, a military general is not comparable to a martial artist, his spirit is extremely powerful, and a shout and a look can kill.

All in all, both Zhao Yun and Xia Jun were very satisfied with the meeting.

From then on, the Shaba people could also have their own money-making industry and join the army to fight.

I don't know if I don't know it, but I was shocked when I saw it, there were forty-nine Shaba tribes on a small territory.

The map was very rough, giving Zhao Yun the feeling that it was not much different from the territory of a medium-sized county in later generations.

There is little arable land in the mountains, and the tribes hunt more often for a living, and there is no shortage of meat, but they have not eaten the dried meat brought by the fleet.

Food and salt became the most sought-after items for the Shaba people. On the barren land with a thin yield, millet with a very low yield per mu is grown, and there is not even wheat.

They also grow hemp, and their clothes are woven from hemp, and they are hard and uncomfortable to wear.

Due to the fear of fire, there are not a few people who died because of fires in the history of the Shaba people, and many of the tribes have built simple cave houses, and even cave dwellings, and the living conditions are difficult.

As the only wise man of the Shaba people, Xia Jun's abode was a simple thatched hut, which was a status symbol in the tribe, and the average tribal leader had it.

A group of students who followed him, also built with wooden planks and walls, scattered around the perimeter to guard their master.

It is better to eat no meat, not to live without bamboo, and there is no sound when stepping on the fallen leaves in the bamboo forest, which is a good paradise.

Seeing Xia Jun's living valley, Zhao Yun couldn't help but think of Tao Yuanming's homecoming garden, but it was not yet the season to pick chrysanthemums, and it was quite consistent to see Nanshan leisurely.

The adults of the Xiaba people are generally hereditary, unless the qualifications of the Xia family are very mediocre, they will choose a prominent one to serve as the new generation of adults in the next generation, and the surname will be automatically changed to Xia.

"Don't you want to go out of the mountain, sir?" He asked tentatively.

After seeing many great Confucians in this era, Zhao Yun felt that Xia Jun was a real wise man, just like Pang Degong, like an idle cloud and a wild crane.

"The old man is old, he will go twenty years earlier." Xia Jun seemed to be explaining, and seemed to mutter: "Every time I go out to travel, I will feel that my channeling skills are improving when I come back." ”

"This is my home, the place where I was born and raised, and only here can my heart be completely calm. The last step is too difficult, and I don't know how long it will take me to ・・・・・・."

For an old man in the twilight, maybe the leaves have fallen back to his roots, and he is tired of the days of traveling?

"Zhuang Xu, Shangu, come here!" Xia Jun's voice was not loud, but he could hear it all around the bamboo forest.

After a while, two young people arrived, they had lived in the mountains and forests since childhood, and their bodies were strong. The body is not as tall as Zhao Yun, and the body is a little half wider.

"These are the two disciples of the old man," Xia Jun said in his mouth, his eyes were full of relief: "Qin'er, you also come out." ”

He called out his youngest son again, and said solemnly: "Zilong, the old man will hand over the three of them to you, first, to get to know you, and second, to have prestige among the people." ”

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say it anymore, so I shook my head and went into the house with my hands behind my back.

Outside the valley, there was a hot scene, and the selection of warriors presided over by Huang Zhong was underway.

"Mr. Zilong!" The group was about to leave, when two young men ran out of the valley: "I beg you to explain the cultivation method of tea trees again." ”

Zhao Yun does not plant tea trees, but briefly tells them that the distance between each row is about half a step, which is convenient for picking tea leaves and is also conducive to each tea tree receiving sunlight.

Of course, now wild tea plants can only be transplanted in winter.

After all, I saw it on TV in my previous life, and I became an expert here.

In fact, they asked some questions, but they also wanted to be taken away by Zhao Yunxiang and go out to see the outside world.

Huang Zhong was very happy, he had never seen such a high-quality source of soldiers, all of them looked like calves.

Even if the food is not enough, it is not as thin as yellow muscles, and the meat of wild beasts is as satisfying as wild vegetables.

The happiest are Zhao Thirteen and Zhao Sixteen, the Xiaba people are all natural hunters, how can there be any reason why they can't be scouts?

However, they didn't see Zhao Dazhong next to them, and there was a green light in their eyes. What is the best thing about a hunter? Archery!

If this group of young men learned to ride horses, and rushed behind them to the enemy line, shooting arrows at the same time, it would be sour!

The reactions of the subordinates, Zhao Yun can see it all.

Xu Shu is the last level of the assessment, he said for a long time, although he kept drinking water, his lips were still a little chapped.

"What's your name? I would like to learn to write. There was exhaustion in his voice.

"Yes! I'm a villain... It's called Mutan. ”

"Charcoal?" Xu Shu, who was drinking water, couldn't help but squirt out, and he quickly turned the angle and twisted to the right.

"Ah, husband!" Kuai Yu's face and head were suddenly submerged in water droplets.

Not far away, Cai Dadong, who was assisting her husband in distributing rations, looked around, just saw this scene, laughed, and finally coughed violently.

Zhao Man knew that his wife was an optimist, turned his head to look over, and saw that Xu Shu was carefully wiping the water droplets on his wife's face, and laughed regardless of the image.

Fortunately, his family education is strict, although he can't teach girls to smile and show teeth or anything, but he can't be prodigal.

"Next, whose family is Mo's? Elected Captain, fifty stones. Go to the side to sign and receive grain, and in the future, you will go to the old store of Shili Pu to receive five stones of brown rice every month. ”

Zhao Man quickly entered the working state again, and heard the people next to him constantly distributing.

One of the better things about the Shaba people is that all of them have their names. And there is always only one person who has words, and that is the adults of all tribes.

Qi Wuye decided not to run the boat in the future, took over the work of distributing food, and moved his family to Shilipu.

Thinking about the ancestors of the Xiaba people, because the tribe was controlled by people supported by Shang Tang, they had to leave their hometowns with people, arrived in Yunmengze, and finally came to this deserted place.

I guess they didn't expect that one day their children and grandchildren would be able to go out of the mountain.