Xia Tuo, who had made up his mind in his heart, naturally did not delay, convened a clan meeting, and gathered the elders of all the ministries and halls and all the towns and rivers together to announce this edict.

There is no accident, Yu Tianqi, the master of the clan hall, directly refused to use the Ten Thousand Spirit Stone, for him, his lifespan is only more than three hundred years old, and he has a great chance to be promoted to the Divine Power Realm in the future, and using the Ten Thousand Spirit Stone is the path of self-destruction.

Si Nong Dian's Yunlan Mountain fell from the Wuzong realm because of the heavy damage back then, and this time he took out a Wanling Stone to see if he had a chance to return to the Wuzong realm.

After arranging the clan affairs in their respective halls, the three of Yunlan Mountain, Huo Lingyun, and Su Ge, who had obtained the two-colored Ten Thousand Spirit Stones, entered the inner city of Great Xia for retreat to prepare for promotion.

After all, even if it is refining the Ten Thousand Spirit Stone, there is also a risk of failure, the Ten Thousand Spirit Stone is only an external force, and it is also important to be fully prepared.

At the same time, Xia Tuo even issued an edict to the Great Xia Clan Court, and passed on the news that there were still four two-color Wanling Stones in the clan treasury.

Not only that, but the remaining six three-colored Ten Thousand Spirit Stones and three four-colored Ten Thousand Spirit Stones were also placed in the clan treasury as a reward.

As for the remaining eighteen one-color ten thousand spirit stones, they were sent to the Lingzhou Town Shoufu and handed over to Wolf, Hong and others, both of whom were in the late stage of the Divine Treasure Realm, and refining these Ten Thousand Spirit Stones were enough to open all the divine apertures and advance to the peak of the Divine Treasure Realm.

After the distribution of the Ten Thousand Spirit Stones, the warriors in the clan court finally calmed down, and the northwest land became stable again.

The mining of the spirit crystal veins in Qianya Valley has also gradually moved on the right track, and various affairs are also running smoothly under the handling of various ministries and halls and Xia Ge, and Xia Tuo, the patriarch, has returned to the situation of shaking off his hands.

There is an old god marquis in Qianya Valley, Xia Tuo is preparing to go to Tianhou Mountain to sit in town, he is going to let the fat brother take Xun Fenghou to the black dragon water area to cultivate, after all, he and the fat brother have each been gnawing dragon meat there for ten or twenty years, and they can open at least ten small worlds.

This kind of opportunity is definitely not to be ignored for those who are strong in the realm.

However, he hadn't gone yet, and news came from the Academy Palace that Old Man Feng was no longer good.

The one who came to report the news was a descendant of the old man Feng, who had no bloodline, and had been in charge of the school palace all the time, and accepted a simple baby among the students to serve in front of him.

It's a pity that this baby's talent is not very good, but he can't cross the bottleneck of the Divine Hiding Realm, and he injured the meridians during a forced breakthrough, and his longevity was greatly reduced, and he died decades ago.

Fortunately, although the adopted son passed away, he also left a lot of blood, among which the youngest granddaughter is named Fenglan, Fenglan's age is also over seventy years old, and her cultivation has also reached the peak of the Tianmai Realm.

Without the slightest delay, Xia Tuo rushed towards the school palace with tears in his eyes.

In fact, on this day, he had already expected in his heart, this was fate, which was beyond the reach of manpower, even if Daxia now had a life-prolonging elixir, he was already powerless to return to heaven.

In a side hall in the school palace, there are more than 20 figures kneeling outside the hall, all of them are Fenglan's brothers, nephews, nephews and others, all of them drooping their heads, with grief in their eyes.

These people are all descendants of the adopted son of the old man Feng, although the adopted son is deceased, but the descendants are also considered filial piety, so that the old man Feng is not so lonely over the years.

Xia Tuo entered the hall and saw the old man Feng lying on the stone bed, and saw his face like a withered face, and the oil ran out of the lamp.

"Grandpa, the patriarch is here. ”

The old man Feng squinted, his breathing was very rough and very rapid, his body was skinny, curled up, heard the sound of Fenglan, struggled to open his eyes, and his shriveled hands struggled to stretch out.

"~~Xia Tuo, you kid has lied to me for three hundred years~"

The big shriveled hand grabbed Xia Tuo's palm, and the old man's withered face was shiny, and he struggled to sit up.

However, for the first time in his life, the old man felt that it was worth being cheated. ”

"Six hundred years, the first half of my life was wasted, and the second half of my life was worth it. ”

......

Listening to the old man's chatter, Xia Tuo didn't know how to speak for a while, the past was like smoke, and it had been three hundred years in the blink of an eye.

"It's not a blessing that a warrior can die in bed. ”

"Xia boy, the strength of the clan is getting stronger and stronger, and the old man doesn't dare to call you Xia boy... Ahem......"

"Xia boy, you little liar. ”

......

"Ahem~~Ahem~~~"

"Summer~"

In the blink of an eye, the brilliance on Old Man Feng's face dissipated like a cloud of smoke, extinguished like a candle, and the palm holding Xia Tuo's big hand also drained the last trace of strength.

"Hey~"

Feng Lan forced the crystal in his eyes, knelt beside the stone bed, and heard a faint moan.

After being silent for a long time, Xia Tuo got up and glanced at Feng Lan, who got up and walked towards the outside of the hall.

"Grandpa passed away~"

Soon, a whimper sounded outside the hall.

Old Man Feng babbled a lot of words before he died, and did not mention the descendants bit by bit, these Xia Tuo knew it, and Old Man Feng also understood that Xia Tuo would take good care of his descendants, so he didn't say anything.

"Come in. ”

Soon the figures outside the hall walked in and knelt down in front of the stone bed.

"Bury the old man in the school palace. ”

Hearing this, Feng Lan looked at the other brothers and said, "It's all up to the patriarch. ”

As the youngest granddaughter, she is the closest to Old Man Feng, especially in the last twenty or thirty years ago, she has always lived with Old Man Feng to take care of Old Man Feng.

Although the Great Xia is now restructured, in fact, the tribal system has been formed for a long time, and it still exists in the hearts of everyone, and the clansmen still regard themselves as part of the Great Xia tribe, and the people of the Great Xia tribe naturally have to obey the orders of the patriarch and be buried in the clan.

Xia Tuo personally handled the funeral of the old man Feng, since the old man Feng was introduced by him to the Great Xia clan, he has been running for the affairs of the school palace, whether it is the first human hall or the ever-changing school palace, the old man is dutifully busy.

Burying the old man in the school palace and letting him watch the development of the school palace is the best destination.

After the funeral of the old man of Jiangfeng was completed yesterday, Xia Tuo did not leave the school palace in a hurry, when the old man Wu and the old man passed away one after another, he did not expect that after more than two hundred years, he encountered this kind of scene again.

The same old brothers, the old man Bai's longevity limit is also approaching, since five years ago, the two of them have unloaded the burden of the elders of the school palace and began to live for a long time.

It seems that he has a sense in his heart, after the death of the old man Feng, the old man's breath is declining day by day, and he is bedridden in just a few days.

Half a year later, on a quiet night, the resting old man never woke up and left quietly.

There was no warning when he left, even Xia Tuo was not prepared, so he passed away without a last word and with a smile.

In half a year, the two clan elders passed away one after another, which made Xia Tuo's heart very depressed, and buried the old man Bai next to the old man Feng, the two old men, who were busy together and died next to each other, were not lonely on Huangquan Road.

After handling the funeral of the old man Bai, Xia Tuo left the school palace and went straight to Tianhou Mountain.

His arrival made Xun Fenghou empty-handed, and under the leadership of the fat brother, he went to the Black Dragon Waters.

The fat brother is just leading the way, and after bringing Xun Fenghou into the Black Dragon Waters, he will return to the clan to replace Xia Tuo in Tianhou Mountain.

Now there are too many places in Great Xia that need to be located, and the first line of Tianhou Mountain's demon defense cannot be relaxed, and Qianya Valley is the source of the divine gold vein in Great Xia today, and it is absolutely impossible to lose it.

will come in a circle, but the Great Xia City is the most stable.

A year later, the fat brother returned from the Black Dragon Waters, and Xia Tuo returned to the Great Xia City.

......

The top of the Heavenly Furnace Mountain.

Xia Tuo sat on it, and the Yuan Shen separated from his body and entered the purple gas world, and in the vast purple gas world, the purple gas pillar was as brilliant as the Ziyue Divine Mountain, with twenty-eight paths.

After more than 150 years of precipitation, the Great Xia clan movement has not only recovered, but also surpassed its original heyday.

Over the years, the Great Xia clan has fought against the demon clan outside the court, cultivated the people's livelihood inside, eliminated the grievances in the territory, returned to the heart, and Jingping inside, the purple gas world that was full of cracks at the beginning has long been restored to its original state, and turned into a brilliant purple light dome.

Surrounded by twenty-eight pillars of purple qi, Xia Tuo's primordial spirit was suspended in mid-air, and below him, on the land derived from the purple qi world, in a vast mountain field, mountains were like clusters, cities gathered, rivers flowed, and vitality was surging.

Here, every city in Great Xia was undoubtedly manifested, and between his thoughts, a purple scroll appeared, and every Dao, every city, and every city in Great Xia on the list was manifested.

Brilliant purple qi, full of brilliance, it took only two hundred years for Great Xia to reach a situation that other Hou tribes had not reached for tens of thousands of years.

It seems incredible, but it makes sense.

The number of people under the command of the Great Xia clan court can be said to far exceed that of any peak prince in the wasteland, and even if it is under the command of the royal department, it is impossible to directly rule so many people.

The tribe relies on blood, and the limitations of its development are not at all here in Great Xia, and the clan power of Great Xia is like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger.

To give a very simple example, take the smallest city in Great Xia.

According to the documents submitted by the clan affairs hall, the inferior Qingtao City, since the Great Xia reform of the edict of the feudal warriors, in more than a hundred years, the number of people in the city has increased from 53,000 at the beginning, to the current spiritual fields outside the city, the towns and settlements are dotted, surrounding the city, and there are 141,000 registered people.

After the promotion of Lingtian, the implementation of witch doctors, cultivation, worry-free food and clothing, and peace and security in Great Xia, many of the people were able to give birth to babies, and the number of children showed a trend of rapid increase.

According to the statistics of the Clan Affairs Palace, in the more than 100 years since the completion of the Great Xia reform in the northwest, the number of registered people under the rule of Great Xia has almost doubled.

The base of the population determines the number of people who embark on martial arts cultivation, and now even in the most remote small cities, Tianmai realm martial artists can easily see it.

These are all Xia Tuo's confidence, Daxia has been silent for many years, and he has already accumulated a very thick family foundation.