Everyone was stunned and didn't know how to react for a while.

The torch even reached out on the rock platform to see if there was an invisible man squatting on it.

"Boom!"

The carved stone door was smashed open again.

I saw a fifth-level warrior carrying a white-haired Tushan Great Witch on his back to break in.

It turned out that Tushan Dawu lived in a cave, a little far from the Fei Shi Stone House, and the other person was old enough to run fast, so he ordered the warriors to immediately run over on their backs.

"It's witchcraft. ”

Tu Shan Dawu's eyes lit up when he saw the rock platform, and he hurriedly got off the back of the warrior.

The rock platform is constantly evaporating white steam.

The blackened intaglio inscriptions were becoming more and more numerous, as if an invisible person was burning the engraving with a soldering iron, and the marks were about to touch the parchment scroll placed on it, while the crowd was still staring intently at the stone platform.

Tu Shanwu scolded: "What are you doing in a daze!"

At the risk of getting burned, he grabbed a steaming roll of sheepskin from the rock platform and put it on a nearby shelf.

The others reacted and didn't dare to let Tu Shanwu do it himself, so they put aside the sundries on the rock platform together.

In fact, if it was someone else's belongings, they would directly wave their arms and sweep them all down in a hurry, but these were Ye Xi's things, so they took them very carefully, and they didn't even dare to throw a pen away.

Pu Tai endured the burning and put the last bronze pen holder on the shelf next to him, hissing in his mouth: "It's really hot!"

He looked at his palm, his rough and thick skin was actually burned, and the temperature of the rock platform could be seen.

"What kind of witchcraft is this, I don't think I've seen it before?" Chief Ganqi was curious.

Tu Shanwu: "I don't know. ”

It was also the first time he had seen this kind of mysterious witchcraft, it was amazing.

On the smooth and flat rock platform, there is more and more handwriting.

"-I'm in the Sea of Beasts now, and I'm going to come back the day after tomorrow, and I'm coming back with a group of children, who will stay in Xicheng for a long time. ”

"Beast Sea ?!!"

Everyone gasped.

For them, places like the Jiuyi tribe were far enough away, and the far north where the feather people lived was even more distant enough to exist only in the story, not to mention the ethereal sea of fierce beasts.

It's just, it's simply unimaginable.

Did their Yuan Wu run so far away? Could it be dangerous?

Because they were shocked that Ye Xi was actually in the Sea of Fierce Beasts, they didn't pay much attention to the fact that a group of children would come to Xicheng.

But then all their attention is on the children, because the next sentence is - there are very many children, more than the population of the three super tribes combined, you have to be prepared.

"What ?!!"

A group of people almost jumped.

Calm as the chief of Tu Mountain, he rubbed his eyes, and then stared at the words on the rock platform vigorously, his eyes were like copper bells: "Am I not mistaken? Or is my writing poor?"

"I may not have learned the word well!"

"Then I also learned a typo......"

"How can Lord Xiwu find so many children, it's impossible! Even if you let the burrowing rabbit with the strongest breeding ability reproduce for a few hundred years, there won't be so many people!"

"But there's no way Lord Xiwu can lie to us. ”

"My head seems to be a little dizzy, I may not have slept well yesterday, dizzy, dazzling ......"

No matter how dizzy everyone was, the scorching marks on the rock platform still kept appearing.

- It is difficult to accommodate so many children, and the existing living space in Xicheng is not enough, so it is necessary to expand the territory and clear the land again......

Everyone watched with bated breath at the rocky platform.

More and more words on the rock platform became dense, and various drawings appeared, which were stone house design drawings and Xicheng planning and layout drawings.

Later, because there were too many words and pictures, there was no place for the rock platform, and the whole rock platform melted off a layer, cleared all the words and pictures, and then engraved it again on the smooth rock platform.

Layer after layer, the sorcery melted until the platform was ten centimeters shorter, and the witchcraft disappeared.

It no longer has new words and pictures, and it is no longer so hot that it smokes. Everyone waited for a long time, and when they saw that the rock platform really no longer transmitted any messages, they unloaded the hanging breath.

"Have you all remembered clearly, I have two pictures that I haven't memorized!"

"I've pretty much written it down. ”

"I also made a note of it, and I didn't dare to blink just now!"

"Just write it down, then let's start now, Lord Xiwu said that the first batch of children will arrive in half a month at the earliest, it's too late, we can't let the children sleep on the ground, right?"

"Okay, let's do it now!"

"Don't rush out, let's assign the task first. ”

After careful planning and discussion, everyone dispersed to complete their own tasks.

Some people organized slaves and people from other cities to dig stones in the quarry, and some people asked the stinging tribesmen to dispatch the wrinkled gill eight-legged insects, so that the wrinkled eight-legged insects could go to the stone mines to pick up and carry the stones. Some people immediately went to the people of the Carved tribe, and asked the Carved tribe to immediately send people who could be sent to polish the stone bricks with all their might......

In a short time, the cormorant rose from Xicheng, and its cloud-like wings swept low over the back mountains of Xicheng, and low over the falcon forests, plantations, and breeding gardens of Xicheng, and came to the uncultivated wasteland.

"Boom!"

The cormorant spread its beak and spewed a blazing white flame into the wasteland.

In an instant, the trees, shrubs, and meadows were shrouded in white flames, but instead of burning, they were burned directly into charcoal ashes by the terrifying temperature.

After the white flames disappeared, the ground was magnificently smoking, and if you looked closely, even the soil quality was changed, and there were even fragments of shiny crystals in the soil.

The cormorants flew all the way and spat out white flames, and no grass grew everywhere they went.

It only took a short time to clear all the wasteland from Xicheng to the seaside.