Having Heavenly Vein Realm warriors in the Human Race is enough to open up a medium-sized tribe, like the Great Thousand Tribe, and the warriors who surpass the Heavenly Vein Realm are only the upper tribes that are so strong.

The Beng tribe once had such a strong person, it is really a mussel that is not good-looking, and the sea water is invincible.

Even if it is declining now, Xia Tuo has made up his mind at this moment that he must be closer to the Beng people.

Not for mussel beads, mainly for the friendship between the two races.

I think the system that was shot to death at the beginning also said that let him live to be a hundred years old, he is quite happy, he is really more angry than a mussel, he has turned into ashes, he is not an adult after a mussel, and there are still long years to live, and he can't afford to provoke him.

There is a kind of strength called living for a long time, which will kill you.

"The ancestors of the Beng tribe recorded that there was a powerful human tribe in this mountain range, and the head of the tribe was called Wangubo, with millions of people, and the power spanned the north, south, east and west of the Wangu Mountain Range. ”

"Oooh. Xia Tuo nodded mechanically and was taught.

He was thinking in his heart, the difference between 2000 and 1 million, this is more than almost crying, it is simply like crying without tears.

This is a powerful tribe that appeared earlier than the Daqian tribe in the Wangu Mountain Range.

Look, Wangub, that's probably how the name of this mountain range came from.

"Can Patriarch Xia find this bottle?"

Returning the porcelain vase in his hand to the mussel man in front of him, Xia Tuo said: "Yes." ”

Isn't it porcelain, let's go back and burn it.

"But after all, this kind of thing was handed down a long time ago, and I haven't seen it in the Rain Tribe, only some black clay pots, so it will take some time to find it. ”

For the big tribe that could fire porcelain, Xia Tuo didn't feel incredible, the wisdom of the human race is very powerful, imagine a powerful tribe that exists like a giant in the eyes of the surrounding tribes, and naturally will begin to pay attention to the details of life.

The strength of the tribe is not only the strength of the strong, but the strength of the entire tribe, including the people's livelihood, and the honor and pride of the tribe people, simply put, most of the magnanimity.

The guy who can't eat enough and doesn't have enough clothes to spend all his time looking for food all day long, and he doesn't even pick it up himself, and he looks like a tattered body, if such a person has the bearing and pride, he will come to the ghost.

Anyway, if this thing is burned, it can also be bartered for other tribes, not just for the Beng people.

When the words fell, Xia Tuo arched his hand, turned around and jumped out of the Beng Palace, and returned to the shore.

This line is not without gains, at least I know that a long time ago, there were indeed powerful tribes of the human race living on this land, and the human race had established relatively high civilized tribes, but they were just lost.

"Farewell. ”

Xia Tuo then took the small mussel shell that he threw after the mussel and led the clansmen on the way home.

The huge mussel hall on the water behind him did not disappear immediately, and the clam queen watched Xia Tuo and his party disappear into the depths of the woods, and the huge mussel shell slowly began to sink.

"After the mussels, this Xia tribe is really good. ”

The little clam girl who was waiting next to the clam whispered, and the other little clam girl also nodded in agreement.

The mussel queen groaned, and her pretty face showed a hint of thought, and she was a little skeptical that she had met someone worse.

She learned from the clam book passed down from the clan that there are many bad people in the human race, why did she meet a good one?

The Beng tribe and the Xia tribe are connected, because many years ago, Xia Tuo buried a dead mussel at the edge of the water, and then rescued several captured mussels from the Heishui tribe, which she knows.

The Terrans are really weird.

The mussel queen looked at the pearls all over the ground in her hall, and the corals like trees, revealing a deep expression.

No, the Terran is bad too.

She observed the joy in the man's eyes when he saw Mussel Bead, except that he traded it for something, not just grabbed it.

It's strange that people like mussel beads that she doesn't even bother to pick up.

......

On the way back to the tribe, Xia Tuo showed deep thought, he was not full of words in front of the Benghou, and it was a difficult problem for him to burn porcelain.

He remembers that the porcelain had to be fired with special clay.

To be honest, he hasn't seen porcelain, but he's seen red bricks, so I don't know if it's a reason.

It's incomprehensible, embarrassed for him, the patriarch.

It seems that the Hui tribe needs to brainstorm again.

Fortunately, he is not alone, he has a whole tribe to back him up, he just needs to provide an idea for the people to try.

"Yes, it seems that digging a cave as a place to burn porcelain embryos, no, you have to find mud first. ”

Find mud.

Dig caves.

Find mud.

......

Along the way, Xia Tuo felt that this was more difficult than cultivation.

How many times do you miss the system a thousand times?

After returning to the tribe, he found a few old craftsmen in the tribe and told him what he thought.

"Patriarch, you mean burn clay pots. ”

In the stone house, an old man with a slightly sparse beard sitting around the bonfire said.

Xia Tuo thought about it, first there was pottery and then porcelain, porcelain was found in the process of the human race constantly firing pottery, and then nodded and said, "Eh, yes." ”

"You make a batch of pottery and give it to the tribesmen. ”

He suddenly remembered that all these years of patronizing the development of military affairs, and really neglected the aspect of life, how could a powerful tribe do this?

"Patriarch, this is easy to do, there are many people in the clan who have burned some small pottery for their own use, and there is a piece of mud dug out of the ground on Niutou Mountain behind to burn pottery. ”

"Okay, I'll leave that to you. ”

Sending a few old men away, Xia Tuo shook his head, it seems that if you want to burn, you have to take it step by step, who doesn't know what to do, some things can suffocate people even if they are separated by a piece of window paper.

In the afternoon, the giant who had bartered for the tribe in the wasteland outside the mountains returned, bringing back a large amount of ore and supplies needed by the tribe.

In the valley, the Qingfeng horses, which unloaded the ores and resources from their backs, raised their heads to the sky one by one and roared, and then ran towards the outside of the tribe, and the clansmen did not stop them, and there were green fires in these Qingfeng horses that would not run far.

"Patriarch, I'm back. ”

Put the things down, and Ju immediately came to see Xia Tuo.

"It's hard work, this time and back for twenty days. ”

"Hehe, it's not hard. ”

Ju touched his head, seemed to think of something, and said, "I still have to thank the patriarch for letting me go out to see so many scenes outside the tribe." ”

"Yo. ”

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was stunned and looked at Ju, this guy is getting better and better at talking.

"What have you seen and heard about this outing. ”

"Yes, there is. Juhui said: "Patriarch, the rain tribe outside the mountains is going to hold a bazaar, and I heard that the middle and lower tribes in the surrounding mountains and wastelands will go with their respective tribes' specialties. ”

"The Rain tribe is going to hold a bazaar. ”

Xia Tuo's eyes showed a hint of interest, the bazaar is a thing, the Xia tribe also has it, and it has been there since five years ago, but his bazaar is a little small, and what it attracts is also the scattered parts of the surrounding mountains, and they come to exchange for refined salt, weapons, armor, etc., and they also come back with some mountain goods.

"I also heard that this bazaar is opened in turns, and this year it is the turn of the rain tribe. ”

"Oh, so you say?"

"There are four medium-sized tribes in the wastelands, waters, and mountains beyond the mountains, and I heard that there is a very powerful superior tribe to the south, and in order to prevent that superior tribe from expanding northward, the four medium-sized tribes have united. ”

"Did you hear about this?"

Ju Hehe smiled and replied: "I listened to others on the road, and I told the patriarch what others said." ”

"You bastard. ”

Xia Tuo glanced at him angrily, they were all warriors of the Mountain Realm, and they were still so naïve.

"When will the bazaar of the Rain Tribes open? ”

"A month later, at the Tuze beach outside the rain tribe. ”

"Well, you go down and rest. ”

"Well, I'm gone, Patriarch. ”

Stretching, Xia Tuo walked out of the stone house, walked to the cliff in the south of the tribe, he looked down, in the southeast and east direction, there were many people digging pits, and the drug administration department was digging ponds.

At the top of the mountain, Hong and some others were building stone halls, and were moving huge stones up the mountain, each of which was three or four meters thick and five or six meters long, but in the eyes of the totem warriors, it was nothing.

"Patriarch. ”

Hong, who was carrying a stone, saw Xia Tuo coming over and came to him carrying the stone.

"The stone hall is built a little higher, a little bigger, well, three floors. ”

"Okay. ”

The huge stones that were carved out near Niutou Mountain at the bottom of the mountain were carried to the top of the mountain by totem warriors, and then built up, and the flat stones were several meters thick, and they were not afraid of falling at all.

In fact, even if Xia Tuo wants some delicate work, he doesn't have it, just such a condition, a strong wild style.

Big.

Rough.

Barbarous.

The totem warrior built a house, one word was fast, and five days later, the three-story stone hall was completed, and then Xia Tuo waved his hand and asked these clansmen with rough hands and feet to dig a pit at the bottom of the mountain.

He found a few old people in the clan, and chiseled out stone stairs, stone platforms, and stone frames in the stone hall, and the hall was not illuminated by animal fire, but with mussel beads.

In order to make the appearance of the stone hall not so angular and angular, he asked the clansmen to carve out the beast pattern and erected a few large stone pillars carved with the beast pattern.

Then the various departments put the copies of the animal skin scrolls recorded in these years into the stone hall, and the second floor of the main hall is to place the sand table made by the dark part.

For this reason, Xia Tuo specially arranged for two old men, Ling and Zhen, to watch, and the two old men also retired from the tribe like the great elder, and they were at ease to live for a long time, but they were busy for so many years, and they helped the clansmen in the tribe all day long, so Xia Tuo found a job for the two of them.

The next day, Xia Tuo looked down from under the cliff and saw that the river dug by the people of the Hong Belt was almost there, about ten acres in size, and at this moment he was leading people to dig the river outward, preparing to divert water from outside the mountain.

There is a big river outside the tribal mountain, called the Gurgling River, there are many springs in the river, constantly surging outward, looking at the posture This is to lead the water in the Gurgling River to their own pond.