Xuanyuan Hill high platform, training ground.

A large animal skin drum stood in the center of the field, and the weapons on the skeleton around it exuded a dull brilliance that belonged to iron tools, and from the blades of the weapons, it could be seen that the craftsmen who forged these weapons were not ordinary people.

This is indeed the case, since the establishment of Xuanyuan Hill, Ji Xuanyuan has worked hard, gathered masters from all departments of the human race, and forged all kinds of equipment that is conducive to development, whether it is a living tool or a weapon blade, today's departments have been several times stronger than in the previous era.

And at this moment, the center of the training ground gathered was the most elite tribal soldiers in Xuanyuan Hill.

Each of these warriors with armor and iron weapons in their hands has undergone all kinds of training, and the blood contained in their muscles and bones is incomparable, and they are only one chance away from becoming transcendental.

In the past, this opportunity could only be obtained by asking for immortals, but now Ji Xuanyuan had another path for them to choose.

That is to stimulate the qi and blood of these soldiers and practice the path of martial arts.

Ji Xuanyuan exchanged from the council, in addition to Zhang Sanfeng's Pure Yang Wuji Gong, there were also some internal martial arts that he improved after his breakthrough, as well as some martial arts methods of Ling Donglai's own.

Ling Donglai and Zhang Sanfeng are such characters, they are both the world's most pinnacle talents, and they can overwhelm a world by standing alone, and they are all martial arts masters whose talents are amazing through the ages!

The improved martial arts created by them, not to mention the cultivation of these ordinary elite soldiers, is more than enough for the generals and leaders of Ji Xuanyuan's subordinates.

As long as Ji Xuanyuan passes down the method, he can achieve initial results within a year, and within three years, these tribal warriors who have practiced martial arts will be able to achieve a small success, and after being diligent and practicing hard, it will not take ten years, and everyone in the tribe will be able to achieve martial arts!

At that time, the danger of the Demon Domain will never let the human race suffer such a big loss again.

Even if the demons invade in an all-out way, without the support of the Protoss, Ji Xuanyuan is confident that he will be able to resist!

Ji Xuanyuan stood on the high platform, quietly looking at the warriors of the hundred tribes who were neatly armed and solemn, and his handsome face showed respect.

For his own tribe, for the warriors who fought for the entire Xuanyuan Hill, each of them is worthy of his own respect Ji Xuanyuan, which is the most basic respect for these warriors who are in the great wilderness and forget their lives and deaths.

"Chief!"

At this moment, a deep voice sounded from behind Ji Xuanyuan.

After Ji Xuanyuan heard the movement, he lowered his head slightly and raised his eyebrows, and turned his head away.

I saw that behind Ji Xuanyuan, a bald man holding a huge solid wooden stick, with a bare upper body and totem patterns on his arms was standing quietly outside him.

"Shang Rong, how are you doing what I told you?"

Looking at the fierce face of the bald man, Ji Xuanyuan didn't see it at all, raised his head with a smile, and asked the bald man who was called Shang Rong in front of him.

"Chief, Shang Rong lives up to expectations!"

Shang Rong heard Ji Xuanyuan's question, and grinned, as if he was smiling, but his smile and appearance did not look very good.

I saw the big man hugging his fists, and after making a strong sound, he continued to Ji Xuanyuan:

"The martial arts techniques you dictated to Cangjie, he has written them all in words, and he is distributing them to various small and medium-sized tribes."

"Presumably, it won't be long before the clansmen of those tribes will be able to receive the great gifts given to them by my Xuanyuan Hill Bear Division!"

Shang Rong's voice was heroic, mixed with a sense of pride.

This bald man is one of the six generals under Ji Xuanyuan, who has made great contributions to the unification of the entire Xuanyuan Hill.

Not only that, Shang Rong was also the first to follow Ji Xuanyuan to fight in the south and the north, he was born in the bear department when he was a child, in addition to the gluttonous war god Jinyun, Shang Rong is Ji Xuanyuan's most important right-hand man in his life.

Seeing the look in Shang Rong's eyes in front of him, Ji Xuanyuan knew that this bald man still did not treat the entire Terran Hundred Divisions equally, and in Shang Rong's heart, Xuanyuan Hill had a bear department, not the entire Terran as a whole.

This is not what Ji Xuanyuan wants to see.

He worked hard to create Xuanyuan Hill in order to let the entire Terran Hundred tribes abandon their prejudices, so that they could gather together and unite into one country.

Only in this way can the human race become stronger and more prosperous.

"You have to remember, Shang Rong."

"The reason why I established Xuanyuan Hill is to protect the entire human race, and among the human race, I am not the only one who has the bear department, but also the hundreds of tribes such as Xiling and Jilong Sanyi, they are all compatriots of our human race, and they are also part of my Xuanyuan Hill."

"In this land of Shenzhou, there are big demons entrenched, there are demons invading, and there are gods above it for nine days, and there are countless crises and obstacles."

"If we want to become strong, we must unite all the forces that can be united, which is also the concept that I, Ji Xuanyuan, have always pursued and implemented."

"The reason why I, Ji Xuanyuan, spread this martial arts technique and spread it to the tribes to which Xuanyuan Hill belongs, is also because of this reason, because only in this way can the entire human race stand in this Shenzhou forever!"

"I hope that Shang Rong can let go of the glory of the bear department and turn to be a general who fights for Xuanyuan Hill and is admired by the entire human race!"

"I say that, do you understand?"

Ji Xuanyuan's voice slowly changed from low to excited, and the sonorous sound continued to be transmitted, and the merchants on the other side of the shock were a little at a loss.

The reason why Ji Xuanyuan is the leader and the leader is because he has a charm that no one else has.

That kind of charm is a kind of magical magic that Shangrong Jinyun, including the hundred departments of Xuanyuan Hill, is willing to die for.

As a leader, vision is more important than all other talents.

Ji Xuanyuan wanted to know how to go next, and where to go next.

As long as he is there, no one will lose their way, and no one will lose hope of living.

This is an era when the day is precarious, and the next second may destroy the city because of the gods fighting, it is a heavy responsibility.

And Ji Xuanyuan is exactly such a person.

He will go all the way for his goal, even if he abandons more things halfway, he will not say a word in front of outsiders.

All the hardships and hardships will be borne by himself.

It is precisely this style that Ji Xuanyuan can convince everyone.

Within the hundred departments of Xuanyuan Hill, no one would question Ji Xuanyuan's leadership skills, not even the proudest ghost master Wu Zhi in Xiling.

You can question his choice, but you absolutely can't deny that Ji Xuanyuan is indeed a natural leader.

The air had become calm at the moment, but just now Ji Xuanyuan's passionate voice seemed to be still echoing in the sky and had not dissipated.

After Shang Rong was slightly silent, he finally lowered his head solemnly and replied to Ji Xuanyuan:

“... Yes, Chief, Shang Rong knows. ”

In any case, Ji Xuanyuan is the leader, the leader of his allegiance that he swore allegiance to for the rest of his life.

Therefore, no matter what Ji Xuanyuan says, he will listen patiently and do it.

Even if it was to let him die the next moment.

At this time, looking down at the sturdy and thin figure on the high platform, you can find that these Xuanyuan Qiu soldiers below are discussing the words that Ji Xuanyuan had just said to Shang Rong.

Ji Xuanyuan's voice just now was not small, and he didn't hide it, so the warriors in the front row of Xuanyuan Hill at the next head also heard it clearly.

In the ancient period, the etiquette of the human race was not complete, so the folk customs were open, and most people did not hide their inner thoughts, and during this period, if the men in the tribe were good enough, they would even attract some women to chase after them.

Ji Xuanyuan is a good example, he was personally proposed by the leader of Xiling, the ancestor of the ancestors, and this became a good story.

The voices of these elite warriors were getting louder and louder, and some of them had already reached the ears of Ji Xuanyuan and Shang Rong.

However, most of the voices coming from this were words of admiration, which Ji Xuanyuan had long been accustomed to hearing on weekdays.

Seeing Shang Rong's proud expression in front of him rise again, Ji Xuanyuan just smiled faintly and did not make a sound.

Anyone will say good things, Ji Xuanyuan only hopes that these elites of the human race who are about to accept the inheritance of martial arts will be worthy of these exercises taught by him, and strive to protect the peace of the human race and fight demons, he is already satisfied.

In Ji Xuanyuan's view, his own honor and disgrace are far less important than the prosperity of the entire human race.

Just like the illusion that manifested in the trajectory of the council before, the first thing Ji Xuanyuan considered was always the entire human race.

It was not that he did not have the opportunity to rescue Xiling at that time, as long as Ji Xuanyuan mobilized all the troops of Xuanyuan Qiu to go to Xiling to help, the ancestor would definitely not fall into a feudal town demon and fall into Xiling.

Those inferior demons and ordinary demons, no matter how numerous they were, would never be able to resist the most elite tribes of the entire human race.

The reason why Ji Xuanyuan didn't go was because it was not only Xiling that needed to be rescued at that time, but also other tribes.

The defensive strength of those tribes is much worse than that of Xiling, and they have no power to resist in the face of the demons.

If Ji Xuanyuan doesn't go to the rescue, then Xuanyuan Hill, which has finally gathered together, will be scattered like this.

So he had to make a choice.

As a fragile human race, what can he do in the face of the large-scale invasion of the demons?

On the one hand, Xiling, which has abundant combat power and can be ranked in the top three by all tribes, her wife chose to close the city and fight to the death, and on the other hand, it is a gathering place of all tribes that are defenseless and represent the human civilization.

Ji Xuanyuan's choice is obvious, he chose the continuation of the entire civilization, rather than personal gains and losses.

Ji Xuanyuan is such a person who lives for his ideals.

If he could, he also wanted to fight on the front line as a warrior, but because he was the leader of the entire Xuanyuan Hill, he couldn't do so.

Whether the outcome is good or bad, as a leader, he can only bear it, and it is irrefutable.

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