Host: Xia Yu [Palace Master of Evergreen Academy]

Realm: Melting Blood Realm (Seven Turns)

Exercises: Nine turns of condensing fire

Martial Arts: Nine Turns Fulong Fist

Divine power: Prisoner of Heaven Finger

In the stone room of the Secret Realm, the blood and qi on Xia Yu's body gradually fell, and he stood up, and now the human race's will power is becoming more and more important to his cultivation.

And if you want to gather the will of the human race, it is difficult for him alone, and the root is still here in the school palace, the martial arts world, teaching martial arts, and letting the cultivated disciples travel all over the world.

The light curtain fell in his eyes, and Xia Yu left the trial secret realm, this trial secret realm belonged to the palace master, so it was integrated with the Flame Tower.

Standing in the fire tower, looking out through the window, the mountains tinkling, with the fire tower as the center, is being demolished and built, more than 2,000 young people are busy building stone halls and stone houses and paving squares.

These are all people from the Qingyang tribe, and the Qinglian Mountain tribe has not yet been integrated, so many people have been sent to be busy.

Right now, just wait for the slave hall to send people here.

If it really doesn't work, the people below will turn into disciples of the Academy Palace to complete the tasks of the system.

Chirp~

With a cry, golden light flew from the east like lightning, hovering around the Flame Tower, making a cry.

The next moment, Xia Yu appeared outside the tower, and the golden-winged goshawk landed in front of him and let out a low groan.

"Coming?"

Suddenly, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The goshawk came to report that there was a large group of people migrating four hundred miles east of Yangshan, and the direction was here in Yangshan.

"Elder Maku. ”

The next moment, Xia Yu made people shout the curtain rhino.

"Take people to the outside of the mountain gate, set up temporary tents, build pots and stoves, and boil meat porridge. ”

Mu Xi nodded, greeted more than 200 people, and carried a large bag of wheat millet towards the outside of the mountain gate.

On the other side, Xia Yu asked the goshawk to go to the Qingyang tribe to send a message, and asked Qinglian Mountain to bring some of the old people of the tribe who knew witch doctors.

Needless to say, the people sent by the slave hall must not look much better, maybe they are scarred.

This group of disciples, Xia Yu didn't ask for any genius disciples, the Evergreen Academy started from scratch, the first batch of disciples can be regarded as the foundation, these people don't need to have much talent, what he needs is to be solid and stable, and enrich the Academy.

Thick accumulation can thin hair.

......

Early the next morning.

In the wilderness outside the mountain gate, stoves have been built, large clay pots with thick walls are placed on them, and washed wheat millet mixed with hunted hares, elk and other wild beasts has been put into it and begun to stew.

The old witch doctors of the Qingyang tribe came with big medicine baskets on their backs, and various herbs were placed in the baskets.

Xia Yu stood on a boulder mountain with his hands in his hands, looking eastward, and the turtle lying on his shoulder, looking drowsy.

When the sun rose high, a long black dragon appeared on the Eastern Wasteland, and a group of knights rolled in front of it, carrying a puff of bloody wolf smoke.

This team was still a mile away from Xia Yu, slowed down, Baijia asked the others to stop, and he came to meet Xia Yu.

"Haha, three thousand slaves are delivered. ”

Before and after coming to Xia Yu, Baijia got down from Jiaoma, bowed down and said with a smile.

The slave hall sells slaves, but it can't get rid of the way of buying and selling, and naturally it will not overshadow the limelight of buyers.

"Deacon, you are really trustworthy. ”

Xia Yu smiled and spoke, the ability to make money really applies in that world, he gave the slave hall a twenty-day deadline, but it only took sixteen days, and sure enough, money can make ghosts grind.

Then, the two stood side by side, watching the distant procession approach, Xia Yu looked at the people sent by the slave hall.

Fortunately, most of the faces looked very immature, and although some of them were in tattered clothes, they could vaguely see the delicate decorative lines.

Although it was said that there were 3,000 people at the beginning, but in the end, there were some people, and Xia Yu didn't care much, after all, it was inevitable that slaves would be killed and injured along the way.

"The Lord of the Summer Palace, there are three thousand and sixty-seven people in all, and according to what you said, all of them are under the age of fifteen. ”

Baijia opened his mouth and looked at Xia Yu.

"Good. ”

As he spoke, Xia Yu waved his hand, and the curtain rhino on the side lifted an animal skin bag and handed it to the hundred families.

Baijia looked at the curtain rhino who came over, and there was surprise in his eyes, the slave mark on the curtain rhino was gone, the curtain rhino was different from these little dolls, it was a martial artist who was successful in martial arts, so in order to control it, the slave mark must be planted.

As for this batch of doll slaves, they came by boat directly from Canglan City, and because they were in a hurry, they didn't even screen them, so they were sent over directly.

took the animal skin bag, opened it and looked at it, and threw the animal skin bag to the knight on the side without a point.

"People and money are clear, if the summer palace lord needs anything in the future, he can directly leave a message in the Xuanshui City branch hall, I hope we can see you in Canglan City in the future." ”

Baijia arched his hand and beckoned his subordinates to go into the distance, this time because of this transaction, he had the opportunity to go to Canglan City.

As for what Xia Yu wants so many children to do, whether it is raising ** or blood sacrifice, he doesn't care at all, it's just a deal.

"If you're tired, sit down and rest, and when someone checks you, you'll have porridge to eat. ”

"Whoever dares to run, don't let me say more about the consequences, see no, the spirit beasts in the sky, think about whether you are running fast, or the goshawk is flying fast. ”

Qinglian Mountain led a part of the people to maintain order, and stood in all directions with dozens of martial artists of the Blood Melting Realm.

Some old people began to check the bodies of the little dolls.

At the forefront, a stone table was built with thick layers of animal skin paper, and Xia Yu sat behind it, using a long, blackened wooden stick as a pen.

As the master of the first palace, he was not needed for these trivial matters, but he was created in the palace grass, isn't there no one, so he can only come in person.

In addition, there is another reason, the school palace will be in the future, and it will collect disciples from various tribes at that time.

And this group of disciples from the slave hall, they have fallen into such a situation, and the tribe and kinship relationship behind them have almost withered away.

Such a person who has no kinship entanglement, he is ready to learn more about it, and after ten or eight years, he can select a group of people to stay in the school palace.

"What's the name. ”

With a dirty face and timidity in his eyes, Xia Yu's question did not dare to answer.

This little guy is only twelve or thirteen years old, and he has a lot of scars on his body.

Xia Yu got up and came to him, sat down with a puff, looked at the little guy who was retreating, and beckoned gently.

"Come, sit down. ”

"Don't~ don't hit me. ”

"Don't hit you. ”

Xia Yu slowed down his tone as much as possible, and after a while, the little guy also sat on the ground, but he was a little far away.

"You can call me the Lord of the Mountain. ”

"In the future, you will follow me to practice. ”

"My name is Moshan. ”

"How old. ”

"Ten ~ Four ~"

Nodding, Xia Yu wrote down what Moshan said.

"Xiaoshan, where is home?"

"Liuyobu ......"

Saying that, Moshan left tears in his eyes, and his body twitched.

After writing down the relevant information about Moshan, Xia Yu raised his head and waved his hand to the people on the side.

Then a woman walked over, holding a suit of animal skin clothes in her hand, and handed it to Xia Yu.

Xia Yu took the clothes, took Moshan's hand, and put the clothes in his hands.

These clothes are sewn by the Qingyang tribe, and the system can give various special buildings, but some life necessities, the system does not have, such as clothing, food and accommodation, which have to be handled by him.

For this batch of clothes, the Qingyang tribe took out all the family resources over the years, thanks to the integration of the other six tribes in Qinglian Mountain.

The clothes are there, but don't think about them if they are unified and beautiful, yellow, gray, brown, and white, it's good to be able to get them together.