To Mo Yuan's surprise, as soon as he announced the strategy of the imperial dragon, he was approved by most of the elders.

Those few elders shook their heads and tinkered with some details.

After half a day's effort, the rules for dealing with refugees were promulgated.

In this way, the Mo people had a way to deal with the continuous influx of refugees, and the soldiers began to register step by step, leading people to open up wasteland and build houses, and expand the territory of the Mo people.

The refugees bowed in the direction of the Mo city, thanking them for the place they had been given.

As soon as such a strategy came out, the prestige of the Mo tribe immediately resounded all over the land, and many refugees came to rush to the Mo tribe even if they traveled thousands of miles.

After the Nine Snakes inquired, they set up an interception hundreds of miles away from the Mo tribe to intercept and kill the refugees who rushed to the Mo tribe.

For a time, the refugees attacked it and started a big war with the Nine Snake Clan.

The Nine Snake Clan lost a lot of troops because of this, so they had to gradually withdraw to the Nine Snake Clan's base camp to recuperate.

Huanglong also learned from the original refugees in the Taishan Mountains that the royal family and the Jibei tribe were at peace, and the young people of the two tribes had begun to intermarry, and they also hunted, cultivated fields, and traded together.

Only then did the emperor calm down the concern in his heart.

Standing on top of the city, the imperial dragon will always be in a daze in the direction of Mount Tai.

"Brother Long, do you miss the royal family?" Mo Xiang'er saw Huang Long's thoughts.

The dragon nodded.

"I've been wandering outside for nearly two years since I left the Imperial Family, and I don't know how the Great Elders are doing now. I don't know my father's whereabouts, I don't know if he is in good health. ”

"Brother Long, when the Mo Clan builds blades, trains soldiers, and cultivates ten years of glory, we will lead the troops back and wipe out the Nine Snake Clan in one fell swoop!"

"Yesterday, I got a secret agent, although the Nine Snakes have lost a lot of troops due to the wave of refugees, they seem to be brewing a great plague, and I have already told the patriarch that they are gathering the pharmacists to study countermeasures. I believe that the future will be a close battle. ”

Mo Xiang'er knew that Huang Long had a dull pain in his heart.

That pain was that Huang Long's internal strength cultivation ground had not yet reached the Great King Realm he envisioned, or the Great Emperor Realm.

"Brother Long, I heard from my father that the White Deer Cave Academy sent an enrollment post to the Mo Clan, and wanted to choose a good day to come to our Mo Clan to select young boys and handsome girls to enter the White Deer Cave Academy for further study. ”

"Bailu Cave Academy, isn't this the martial arts high sect of the Seven Great Martial Academies along with the Yuelu Martial Academy, the Yingtian Martial Academy, the Nuwa Academy, the Gaoyang Martial Academy, the Xiqi Academy, and the Donglu Fifth Academy?"

On this planetary continent, entering the martial arts academy to practice is a martial artist's dream thing, and in this world where there is a strong and everything depends on fists to eat, only a tribe with high moral integrity and a solid family background can send its young people to these seven martial arts academies for further study, and other poor and unknown tribes can't even think about it. Even if he is a teenager in the genius world, he does not have strong financial resources as a stepping stone, and there are joint posts from well-known people, so he can't enter these seven martial arts academies at all.

To put it very realistically, even if you burn firewood for cooking in these seven martial arts courtyards, or work as a doorman at the gate, you must have an extremely strong family foundation to support you. Although they are of a low rank inside, once they leave the martial academy and go to any tribe once, they can be treated like VIPs.

The reason why others are like this is not because of his personal prestige and ability, but because of the strength of these seven martial arts.

If you accidentally offend the Seven Great Martial Courtyards, you will encounter the disaster of extermination.

Back then, there was once a tribe named Huo, because he accidentally angered a postman in the Seven Great Martial Courtyards, as a result, the tribe of tens of thousands of people completely disappeared overnight, and the original prosperous city became a ruin.

This ability is terrifying.

However, the requirements of the Seven Great Martial Academies for their protégés are very harsh, and they pursue a thorough and indisputable relationship with the world, advocating the purest and purest laws of the heavenly realm.

Mo Xiang'er's uncle Mo Yu was the upper realm martial artist of the Yuelu Martial Academy, but when the royal family was in danger, he secretly slipped out of the academy at the begging of Mo Yuan and rushed to the royal family to rescue the royal family and Xiang'er.

Mo Yu's charm is outstanding, and even if the masters know it, they are pretending to be confused. What's more, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, so he didn't pursue it again. The postman, who wiped out tens of thousands of tribes, was imprisoned at the inner gate of the academy and worked hard for nearly a hundred years to be released.

Huang Long believes that the reason why the people of the Seven Great Martial Courts are restricted from eating fireworks in the world is because their force is too high, and once they come out to make trouble, they can definitely reach the point of destroying the world. In addition, they advocate the patriarchal law of the fairy world, and they should have an ulterior connection with the fairy world.

"This White Deer Cave Academy is different from other martial arts academies, they are not only martial, but also literary, especially good at the study of martial arts and Taoism. Because of this, this academy has always been arrogant and arrogant, looking down on the other six martial arts academies, thinking that they are just a bunch of barbarians who can only fight brute force, and they are the masters who combine theory and practice and collect the great achievements of martial arts and Taoism. With such momentum, they are rarely able to take the initiative to contact a tribe to attract young talents. The Imperial Dragon frowned and wondered.

"Indeed, they are the most noble of the Martial Sect Academy!" Mo Xiang'er catered to.

"Have they always been friendly with the Mo Clan, can they give the Mo Clan such courtesy?" the Emperor Dragon asked.

"Brother Long doesn't know yet, is it! This benefit is all because of Brother Long's good strategy to appease the refugees. Listening to the description in the post, it was because their dean learned that we had relieved the common people, pacified tens of thousands of refugees, and gave them the treatment of survival, so he was very moved, and especially gave the Mo people such a rare place. ”

"Oh, there is such a good thing! It is rare! What is the attitude of the patriarch?"

"He's so happy, he thinks that it's all the good things that make him catch up, and naturally he feels that he has a lot of face in front of the elders. He had already written a reply, and had already written a reply, and had followed the postman to the White Deer Cave Academy with a generous gift to thank the dean. ”

"So good! In this way, the prestige of the Mo clan has added another layer of aura!"

"Yes! Father has never been in such a good mood. Yesterday night, he actually discussed with me to choose a good day to go to my mother's tomb to offer incense. He was such a hard-hearted person, but he didn't expect to be able to remember the old love. Mo Xiang'er said, her eyes full of tears.

Huang Long knew that the long-suppressed knot in Mo Xiang'er's heart had finally been untied, so he patted her shoulder comfortingly.

"Brother Long, thank you! If it weren't for you, I'm afraid that this catastrophe of the Mo Clan would really be unavoidable! I wouldn't have seen my father change his mind. Mo Xiang'er's tears fell.

"Hey, it would be nice if my mother was still alive!"

Mo Xiang'er's words led to the infinite melancholy in Huang Long's heart.