PS: Today's first update.

The purpose of the calculation in his heart has been fully exceeded, and Zhang Lisheng, who is in a very happy mood, did not care about the deliberate irony in the Lord's words, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you should think about the problem from a different angle.

If I had worked very hard and fought to the death in the battle just now, wouldn't all my hopes have come to naught, and everyone would have been busy in vain?"

"From that point of view, you're not bad.

I'm sorry I was too impulsive, Your Excellency Dragon's Tooth," the Lord was stunned for a moment, nodded in silence, sighed and said, "I really envy your good fortune to be able to master the languages of these natives of the 'Otherworldly Realm', and to be able to squeeze out the power of their faith.

With these abilities in hand, you deserve to reap everything safely. ”

"You're beating around the bush again, Your Excellency. ”

"Do you still have to say these words," said the Lord, waving his hand and smiling, "You can clearly name the two indigenous tribes we have conquered, and you know the strange customs of these indigenous people, which means that you must be familiar with the indigenous language of this island."

As for squeezing the power of faith, that's not to mention, without it, the deal between us wouldn't have happened at all, would it?"

As you explain, these two points are indeed obvious. Zhang Lisheng smiled noncommittally, turned around and changed the strength of the incarnation to the power of the golden toad, walked to the collapsed 'Mochacho' totem pole, and dug a dirt pit.

Ten minutes later, bury all the dead guardian spirits of the Mochacho tribe into the pit and press on the totem pole. He walked back to the Lord as the sun set, "It's getting late, and it looks like the rest of the work won't continue until tomorrow."

I'll go back to the gathering place first, and say 'See you again,' Your Excellency." ”

"You're going back to the gathering place tonight," the tall 'Legend' wrapped in black robe was slightly stunned, "Is it safe to leave all the harvest that you have worked so hard to get today in the jungle overnight?"

"Whether it's the earth, or this 'otherworldly' island, except for me. Others can only use this big pillar as construction waste. Zhang Lisheng pointed to the totem pole not far away and said, "What's more, according to the division of labor, my companions will still be here to watch them." ”

"Have you any companions arrived, Lord Dragon's Tooth," the Lord was slightly stunned. Instinctively, he looked around. "Looks like you're not going to introduce us to each other.

Never mind. Anyway, we all have a long life as 'dark walkers', and there are many opportunities to get to know each other in the future. ”

Zhang Lisheng's hideous face showed a terrifying smile, "You are right. Goodbye, Your Excellency. Suddenly, he jumped high and disappeared without a trace in the air.

After the youth left, the Lord pondered for a while, and then took all the 'Dark Walkers' out of the ruined Mochacho tribe's habitat and disappeared into the jungle.

Soon after, tens of thousands of strong warriors of 'Tudnan' and their 'partners' appeared in front of the Mochacho, and the ripe fruit of 'Mocachio' fell into the mouths of Tudnan.

In the middle of the night, the cold and damp sea breeze penetrated the dense forest, blew into the habitat of the southern Tude tribe, and became warm under the roasting of tens of thousands of bonfires, wrapped in the sweet smell of blood, wafting over Zhang Lisheng's nose.

The source of the smell of blood was a huge pool of blood soaked in the 'Kaqilu' and 'Mochacho' totem poles on the right side of the young man's body.

At this time, the pool of blood was lying strewn with thousands of headless corpses of the unyielding corpses of the 'Kaqilu' and 'Mochacho', but more prisoners of war chose to give in, and were kneeling in front of the totem pole of 'Tudnan' in piles to offer their piety.

"Great Raider, the blood pools of 'Kaqilu' and 'Mochacho' have been dug up. Seeing that the time was ripe, the Tudnantou man prostrated at the feet of the tribal attacker and said respectfully.

Hearing his words, he was opening a beautifully made animal skin bag, touching and looking at more than 50 pieces of large and small in it, which looked dull, but rubbing it with his hand and playing carefully, he could clearly feel the abundant energy contained in it Jin Dan, Zhang Lisheng, who showed an intoxicated expression, reluctantly put away his pocket, carefully tied it around his waist, and stood up from the animal skin chair.

On either side, two samurai leaders with three feathers on their heads immediately knelt down and presented two heavy bark books.

The young man took the bark book, looked at it casually, took it in his hand, strode to the pit where a layer of light blood had already risen, and threw the bark book into it.

After the annals of 'Kaqilu' and 'Mochacho' fell into the 'pool of blood' soaked in the tribal totem poles, they collectively let out a deafening roar, billowing smoke, and the totem poles in the dirt pit turned into a cloud of smoke.

Seeing that they were born and raised, and that the tribe that had given all their efforts to it was finally and irretrievably about to die, most of the Kaqilu and Mochacho people who had just joined the 'Tudnan' could not help but show a look of grief.

Under their sad gaze, the tribal annals of 'Kaqilu' and 'Mochacho' disappeared without a trace, but the two totem poles left a long section.

Then the Toodnan annals enshrined on the altar shone brightly from the bark house, and rushed into the air with the sound of drums, horns, and warriors.

In the brilliant light, an invisible hand gently lifted the remaining totem poles of the 'Kaqilu' and 'Mochacho' tribes and connected them to the thick totem poles of 'Tudnan'.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the invisible hand began to reshape the Tudnan totem pole, elongating and kneading it at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a majestic giant pillar with a diameter of only about three meters and a height of about 100 meters.

On the newly-born Tudinan totem pole, many spirits and monsters on the totem poles of 'Kaqilu' and 'Mochacho' are naturally added, symbolizing the union of tribes, and the mysterious pattern of a sharp knife handstand has never appeared at the top.

When the pattern appeared, there was a faint light, and although the light was not strong, it was as gorgeous and dazzling as a crown for the stone pillar.

"Iron Knife Clan, Iron Knife Clan..."Tudnantou looked up at the 'Knife Pattern' and roared in surprise: "Finally promoted, 'Tudnan' is no longer a spear tribe from now on, but an Iron Knife tribe..."

couldn't help but roar for a while, Tugla seemed to wake up, hurriedly ran to the edge of the dirt pit, opened the animal skin bag on his waist, looked at the feet of Zhang Lisheng, who was full of 'golden pills', and prostrate and shouted: "Oh roar, great Tudenan conqueror, it is you who make the totem of the tribe dense and glorious;

Oh roar, great Tudnan Crusade, who brought thy glorious victories to thy devout followers;

Oh roar, great Tudnan expedition, you are the creator of the 'knife pattern' on the totem pole in the southern Tud, you are the only faith of the Tudnan people who walked first in the world..."

As the leader knelt down, the 100,000 Tudnans fell to the ground one by one, bowed and worshipped, chanted for a long time, and then got up, and the tribal leaders began to kiss the mud he had just stepped on according to their status, and then began the second round of worship.

Zhang Lisheng, who has been accustomed to this feeling of being revered by thousands of people and dominating the fate and even life of mortals, has long been able to face everything calmly and calmly.

Now for him, the traces in his heart of this noisy scene of nearly 300,000 people worshipping together are far less attractive than any 'golden pill' in the animal skin bag he holds in his hand.

After all, the fifty-three complete 'Golden Pills' contained in the bag were all taken from the bodies of the powerful Hell Clan Guardian Spirits, and the smallest one was about half the size of the 'Golden Pills' in the body of the newly transformed 'Spirits', and the two largest were almost three times the size.

In this way, the fragments that can be obtained after these 'golden pills' are broken should be about 1,300 pieces, and according to the transplantation success rate of more than 20%, more than 300 'super infernandes' can be added to the southern Tude tribe.

With the blessing of these elite warrior leaders who have mastered powerful magic powers, and with the tens of thousands of tribal warriors who have been selected to ride the 'Giant Spider', 'Tudnan' truly has the confidence to compete with all powerful enemies.

Thinking of this, he sealed the animal skin bag in his hand and helped him back to his waist, Zhang Lisheng looked at the endless aborigines crawling at his feet in the firelight and muttered: "The last short board can be regarded as making up for it, but the next thing is busy."

More than 1,000 transplants, it seems that it will not work to do it carefully again and again like last time, but fortunately, there is already mature experience, as long as there is a suitable venue, it should not be difficult to do..."

Saying this, he glanced down at the Tudnantou man at his feet and ordered: "Tugla, tomorrow I will ask the craftsmen to build a tree house that can hold fifty stone platforms two steps long and one step wide, and build the stone platforms in it, and I will be useful." ”

The attacker's voice was not high, but it still clearly entered Tugla's ears in the environment where the prayer was soaring, and Tudenantou, who was bowing his head and chanting, paused for a moment, looked up at Zhang Lisheng, nodded respectfully, and then fell to the ground and continued to whisper prayers.

Because of the great event of being promoted from the 'Spear' tribe to the 'Iron Sword' tribe, the 'Tudnan' prayers continued throughout the night, and it was not until late the next night that all the converts were finally admitted.

After swallowing the two tribes of Kaqilu and Mocacho, the number of the southern Tude tribe reached 282,790, and according to the ratio of two warriors and three fishermen for every five adult male tribesmen, except for the craftsmen, the number of elite warriors with 'companions' was nearly doubled.

So in the following days, the martial arts and military exercises were carried out intensively in the tribe, and this time if you want to become the new samurai leader of the southern Tude tribe, there is another condition that can be said to be cruel and lucky, that is, you must draw lots to accept the 'blessing ceremony' of the tribe's attackers. (To be continued......)