The Strongest Tribe

A month later, the ghost deacon who was almost injured in the Xia tribe, embarked on the return journey back to the slave market in Zejin City. He took Xia Tuo's order to erase the involvement between the slave market and the Xia tribe.

The slave owner of the superior tribe can be wiped out with a wave of his hand, and Xia Tuo can't do it. Whether it is the strength of the slave owner or the power he possesses, he can't afford to offend him right now.

After a few more days, Mu Xia returned to the Xia tribe with a pack of beast cores. There were a hundred pure blood beast cores. This was the maximum number that the ghost deacon could use secretly, and more would cause awareness.

Had it not been for the tribe to find so many beast cores for a while, Xia Tuo really didn't want to take such a risk.

These beast cores are the shells of the tribal warship witch cannon. Without these pure-blood beast cores, the warship built by the tribe is an empty shell.

Right now the tribe is preparing to barter. After all, to complete the tribal development plan, beast cores are needed, and many beast cores are needed.

...

In the early morning, the purple air was floating among the mountains, and the Xia tribe woke up from the silence, and the noise quickly spread throughout the mountains.

"The patriarch, the patriarchs of the scattered tribes are all waiting under the tribal hill."

Li walked into the clan hall, watching Xia Tuo sitting on the stone chair dozingly, he couldn't help but yelled softly.

"Oh."

Xia Tuo opened his eyes and thought for a while. Only then did he remember that he seemed to have ordered the tribe with totems in the Eternal Mountain Range to be summoned. Those busy days have been forgotten.

Under the tribe hill, the patriarch of the Huoyan tribe looked at the big eagle flying over the sky, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes, but it quickly passed away. It was a fierce beast in the semi-pure blood realm, and he was not qualified to peep. Can't even beat it.

He honestly lowered his head, followed behind a totem warrior, and walked towards the tribal hill.

Behind him are the patriarchs of the Qiu tribe and other eighteen small tribes. Xia Tuo's summons, every tribe did not dare to come. They had long noticed the turbulence in the mountains and forests these days.

Of course, the most important thing is that the person who sends the order is a soldier in the open mountain realm, and he is driving the great eagle of the open mountain realm.

In a word, I can't afford it.

Honestly, the grandson still has fun.

To be honest, Xia Tuo has not had the excitement of summoning the tribes a few months ago. Now there are just a few slaves in the Heavenly Vein Realm under his command. The small tribes that don’t even have soldiers in the Open Mountain Realm are really not worthy of him. Concerned.

It's really not interesting.

He shook his head, repeatedly making sure that he was swollen.

Soon more than a dozen people entered the clan hall, one by one bowed and shouted.

"Meet the upper patriarch."

Raising the spirit, Xia Tuo looked at the figure below.

"Sit down."

Regarding Xia Tuo's words, they all stood up tremblingly, not daring to sit on the solid stone chair completely.

"Well, as a tribe that also lives in the Wangu Mountains, the Xia tribe naturally wants to protect the stability of the breeding ground."

"Yes, I will definitely respect the Xia tribe in the Lianyu tribe in the future."

Suddenly the other dozen people in the hall looked at the old man of the Lianyu tribe.

"I believe Patriarch Xia can definitely lead us to becoming stronger."

"amount."

Looking at him, the old man of the Lianyu tribe suddenly showed embarrassment on his face, but he was old and slippery, and his expression was restored in an instant.

Xia Tuo thought this old man spoke very nicely.

Won my heart.

Floating.

Withdrawing his gaze, Xia Tuo tilted his head and looked at his left shoulder. He was lying on his shoulder and rolling, without the posture of a totem master at all.

Huo nodded to Xia Tuo's eyes.

"Woo, but the Totem Master, it is not easy to seal a tribe."

Xia Tuo was very suspicious of Wu Wu's words. He admitted that this little thing was very powerful, but it was not now.

Then Xia Tuo got up and walked outside the clan hall. The patriarchs of more than a dozen small tribes in the hall were unidentified. So, watching Xia Tuo walk out of the clan hall, they didn't dare to ask questions. They could only sit stupidly. .

Outside the family hall.

Xia Tuo looked at Wuwu and said, "You said how do you incorporate the various totems under his command."

"Just take a totem mark that belongs to Wuwu and let them bring them back to their tribes, and then they can earn their tribe's totem under their command."

"Xia Tuo, you hurry up and let them bring the totem mark back. With totem luck, I can grow faster."

Wu Wu excitedly shouted at Xia Tuo, as the totem master, it naturally wants to command many totems, without totem dominance, what is it called totem master.

The strength of the totem master is, firstly, the clan power of the tribe to which he belongs, and secondly, the number of totems he controls.

On the surface, the upper-class tribes dominate the lower-class tribes, but in fact the totem masters of the upper-class tribes dominate the lower-class tribes.

Of course, nowadays, there is no totem master in the north and south of the Tuze Wasteland. Large tribes rely on small tribes to control the tribes, and most of them cannot gather the lower tribe.

The so-called luck is connected with the tribe, which is composed of thousands of people.

Some people are angry, some people are born with strong talents, and even have a vision from heaven. Such people have a higher starting point than others. This is destiny.

Life is long and good in life.

Many people gather in a tribe, and the totem is the introduction to pinch this qi together.

Why are there so many small tribes in the wild land, gathered and scattered, and still cannot be stable, because the hearts of the people are uneven, the luck is broken, and they cannot be pinched together from the roots.

The totem gathers the luck of all people of a clan, transforms it into a whole, and also uses the luck of all people to transform and evolve.

Therefore, tribes and totems complement each other. Human tribes are divided into lower, middle and upper levels, which also represents the strength and weakness of the totem.

The clan is gradually becoming stronger, and the strong come out in large numbers, which represents the fortune of the tribe is strong, the result is that the tribe is promoted to the ranks, and the totem becomes more and more powerful.

In turn, becoming a powerful tribe will bring pride to the tribe, and the spirit of the tribe will be glowing like a god, and the tribe’s luck will be scattered to each tribe and become the luck of everyone, or go out to pick up treasures. , Or increase in strength, or recovery from a serious illness, etc.

"I heard that only the royal court, or the totems in the big tribes above the royal court, have the right to seal the tribe. We have not received the royal court or even most of the court, so it is considered illegal to gather people. "

"illegal?"

Wuwu curled her lips, recalling Xia Tuo's words in her eyes, and finally nodded and said: "No, you said that only the king court can seal the little totem master, who is the totem master in the king court, and it is not who has the big fist and the boss!"

"We have big fists, we are orthodox, whoever is not convinced to beat others, we use fists to convince others."

Uu said very domineeringly.

"If you refuse to accept it, you will be killed."

"Kill all those who dissatisfied to death, we are truly orthodox, Xia Tuo, do you think so?"

Xia Tuo's words were so thunderous, this little guy didn't expect such violent thoughts to exist.

Seeing Xia Tuo looking towards him, he said impatiently: "Anyway, you will understand later. The relationship between totem and human race is very complicated. Without totem sacrifice, human race cannot gather together, and there is no human support. Totem can't survive either."

...

"Patriarch Xia."

Seeing Xia Tuo coming back again, the patriarchs finally looked at him with a sigh of relief. I was really afraid that Xia Tuo would not return and leave them here. They would not leave, nor would they not leave.

"Everyone, my Xia tribe is not much stronger than the medium tribe outside the mountain. According to the rules of the wild land, it can control a large area of ​​mountains and rivers. Your tribes live and multiply in this area, and you will inevitably have to deal with them in the future. "

Xia Tuo waved to indicate that the dozen people who had stood up all sat down. He returned to the stone chair above him and sat down.

Hum!

Then there were illusory blue lights floating on his shoulders, falling on every patriarch's body. This blue light was very illusory, and it seemed to be dazzled in everyone's eyes.

"You haven't forgotten what you were like when the Heishui and Dafeng tribes were ruled. The rules are the same, but every year you pay tribute~~~"

Xia Tuo's words once again made everyone in the temple lift their hearts.

What if the Xia tribe wants more than the Heishui tribe before?

Can't beat and beat, and the net can't be broken.

Seeing the nervous expressions of the people below, Xia Tuo couldn't help being amused. They looked like he had stepped into the Gale Tribe for the first time.

Regarding the tribute materials of these tribes, to be honest, although the tribes are short of resources at the moment, he really looks down on the things of these small tribes.

What he needs is the real name that governs the entire southern foot of the Eternal Mountain Range, as well as what kind of clan luck that Wuwu said, he really doesn't understand right now, anyway, just accept it.

"Every year, things pay tribute to ten cross-blood skins and 100 plants of various herbs."

These things are nothing to the tribes here. At this moment, more than a dozen patriarchs breathed a sigh of relief.

"But~~"

In the next moment, in fact, he became afraid again.

"My Xia tribe dominates the Eternal Mountain Range, but it is not in name. If there is war, our Xia tribe will order clan soldiers. If there is any violation, the Yi people, women and children will be demoted to slaves."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Looking at the guys in front of him who were knocking their heads like garlic, Xia Tuo waved his hand to let them back out. He really couldn't be interested.

Is there no small tribal costume x in the open mountain realm?

The opponent is too weak and has no pleasure.

I don’t even bother to install it.

I believe these guys have no guts to disobey what he said. Compared to these people, he values ​​the scattered groups that gather in the mountains. Over time, these scattered groups have to be incorporated into their own tribe and enrich the strength of the tribe.

...

Four days later, Totem Palace.

Hum!

Above the Totem Pillar, the void was distorted, as if opening an illusory passage, a ray of brown light fell, turning into a wolf shadow with two heads.

Ooo~

The two-headed wolf shadow first let out a low growl~www.wuxiaspot.com~ knelt down with the legs in front, and the two heads fell deeply.

"Good boy, little wolf wolf."

Wu Wu lay on the Totem Divine Pillar and said to the Totem Wolf Shadow who was countless times larger than it.

Woo~~~~

After saying this, the two-headed wolf made a woof sound, turning into a stream of light and it didn't go towards the totem pillar.

"The coyote tribe has four thousand people and ninety-three totem warriors."

Wuwu gleamed with blue light in his eyes, and said softly.

"So weak."

Then he turned over and whispered softly.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, come on, you are the fattest."

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