Chapter 471 Holy Land Warrior
"Patriarch."
In the Xia Garden, Elder Yin Hong saluted Xia Tuo.
"Elder Yin, sit down."
Seeing Yin Hong coming, Xia Tuo nodded and motioned him to sit in the stone pavilion.
Then, without concealing it, he said: "The main reason why Elder Yin was appointed as the head of the witch house is because Elder Yin is a magician, and some time ago, the clan got the teleportation wizard array, the communication wizard array, and the wizard spirit wall.
Leaving Wu Lingbi aside, the importance of teleportation and communication to the tribe is self-evident.
The refining method of the two formations is a secret that is not passed on. There is no shortage of spirit crystals in Great Xia right now, but the cost of these two formations is too high. It is the restriction of tribal development.
That's why I set up the Witch Academy because I want you, Elder Yin, to take the lead in researching teleportation and summoning witch arrays. "
Speaking of this, Xia Tuo paused, and then said: "Of course, the teleportation and communication of the witch array is just the beginning, and we will study other things in the future, as long as it is beneficial to our Great Xia, and we don't have it, we must study all of them.
Don't worry, if you want people to give people, you want spirit crystals to give spirit crystals, but in the Daxia clan domain, or even outside the clan domain, what kind of person you want, as long as the person is useful, even if it is tied, it will be tied to you. "
For the sake of copycats, no, to learn advanced witchcraft, Xia Tuo spent all his money to support this time.
"Patriarch, let me try."
Yin Hong pondered for a while, then responded aloud.
"it is good."
At this time, footsteps came from outside Xia Garden again, Elder Feng and Elder Bai came together.
"Hey, let's hurry up, but we still can't catch up with Elder Yin."
Seeing Yin Hong in the summer garden, old man Feng said with a smile.
"Patriarch."
Old Man Feng and Old Man Bai sat down in the stone pavilion, and after a while Yin Hong signaled his goodbyes and left Xia Yuan in a hurry.
"Why does Elder Yin have a pensive look on his face? Could it be that the patriarch gave him some mission?"
"good.
"Xia Tuo didn't hide anything, nodded his head, changed his voice, and asked: "The two elders are fine and don't come to my place. "
"This is something, something important!"
As soon as Xia Tuo said, Old Man Feng immediately blew his beard and stared.
"Xia Yuan doesn't have any disciples anymore, what kind of school is there?"
Hearing this, Xia Tuo was a little embarrassed. In order to prepare for the establishment of the clan domain, expand the shadows, suppress the demons, and the clan halls, after the destruction of Luoshui, all the warriors trained in the academy were emptied, and even a few high-ranking disciples were exhausted. They all appointed the city lord.
Not to mention, there is really only an empty shell left in the academy.
"Aren't there many dolls in the clan?"
Hearing what Xia Tuo said, Old Man Feng became even more angry. He had worked so hard and spent decades planting so many radishes, and Xia Tuo had poached them all in the blink of an eye. Not to mention, maybe even the radish seedlings could be seen It's up to poach.
"It will take some time for those dolls to grow up, but it is indeed time for the academy to replenish new blood."
"Don't be annoyed, two elders."
Xia Tuo waved his hand, and then ordered in the direction of Xia Ge: "Qingyu will bring the animal skin edict that is going to be issued in each city."
Not long after, Qingyu came over with a pair of animal skin scrolls, and under Xia Tuo's gesture, handed them to Elder Feng and Elder Bai.
The two old men looked at it, and soon their eyes fell on Xia Tuo again.
"Let me just say, the patriarch must have been prepared."
Looking at the writing on the animal skin roll, Old Man Feng smiled.
"It's a good idea to set up elementary martial arts colleges in each city relying on the Qianlong Temple, and set up advanced martial arts colleges in the main city. This is equivalent to capturing the geniuses in the city."
Putting down the animal skin roll, old man Feng said with some dissatisfaction: "Why is the Martial Dao Academy under the management of Jitian Palace? Isn't it good to be directly under the management of the Academy?"
"The Daxia Academy only trains disciples, and the management matters are all under the jurisdiction of the tribe. Besides, the first step of martial arts is the totem sacrifice, which needs to be managed by the Temple of Sacrifice. Naturally, it is easier to choose talented disciples."
Regarding this, Old Man Feng and Old Man Bai didn't say much, they only cared about cultivating disciples, and didn't interfere much with clan affairs.
"It is estimated that the establishment of a junior martial arts academy will not work in a short time."
The white old man pondered for a moment, and said aloud: "At present, the city is not completely calm, and the Qianlong Temple has just been erected. Although hundreds of thousands of totem warriors burst out in the clan domain, the barren land has been in a state of crisis for a long time. In the martial arts fault, some people have not even been totem warriors for generations, and it is not easy to give birth to talented geniuses."
"It doesn't matter, wait for the Si Nong Temple to farm in various cities. With food, the clan domain is stable, and the population will increase. With such a large Daxia clan domain, there will always be children with good talents."
The two old men nodded. Since the clan already had a complete plan, they didn't have to worry about anything, they just waited for the clan to get on the right track.
After dismissing the two old men, Xia Yuan gradually became quiet. Xia Tuo stood up and stretched his waist. It would take at least several months for the clan to switch from the original system of department halls to the system of six halls and nine pavilions. To the distribution of personnel among the various ministries.
At this time, it was the most chaotic time in the clan. Naturally, he could not leave the clan. Only by sitting in the town in person could people feel at ease.
...
The south of Huanglong City falls into the depths of Longshan Mountain.
Under the night, a dark shadow wandered like a ghost in the dark place of the old forest. From time to time, deep in the old forest, there were low-pitched animal roars like muffled thunder.
Tens of thousands of miles around Luolong Mountain are barren fields, and there are many fierce beasts occupying the mountain as kings, so even casual cultivators seldom go deep here.
The shadow's speed was very fast, crossing a mountain range in the blink of an eye.
"Where to go, the people that the Holy Land wants to get rid of, where can you escape to?"
Under the night, there was a cold voice, and immediately, a figure slowly emerged in the dark night.
Hearing this voice, Yunlan Mountain moved even faster, his body was like black smoke, and the witch robe on his body overflowed with black light, merging him into the night.
"Dark night witch patterns, small tricks."
Feeling that the figure in the depths of the night disappeared again, the corner of the young man's mouth turned cold.
The young man was wearing purple armour, holding a black spear in his hand, his brows were full of indifference and arrogance, and he looked at the fleeing Yunlan Mountain with a kind of overlooking gaze.
The young man was tall, one and a half feet tall, with a tall and straight body, and the spear in his hand was even two feet long, emitting black light.
hum!
Then, the young man's eyes opened and closed, and the divine light was like lightning, piercing through the darkness, breaking through the night through three mountain peaks.
"Yep."
At the same time, Yunlanshan let out a muffled groan, and fell out of the night, his whole body was tumbling with blood.
"Hey, Heavenly Witch Armor."
The young man's eyes brightened. Even in the holy land, not everyone has the treasures of the sky. He didn't expect such a chance to go out this time.
"You erase the spiritual brand in the witch armor yourself, and I will give you a happy time."
Heaven-rank witch treasures already have independent spirituality, once the master dies, most of them will destroy their spirituality. At this moment, the young man has regarded the treasure armor as his own.
"Stubborn."
Seeing Yunlan Mountain fleeing forward again, a murderous intent flashed in the young man's eyes.
"After I take you down, there is still a way for you to strip off your armor."
The next moment, the young man made a move, and the black spear he held in his hand stabbed towards the night. Almost at the same time, a giant god figure flashed behind him, and then merged with the spear, piercing through the darkness. It's night.
Supernatural powers, the Blackrock Giant Gun.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
All of a sudden, under the darkness of night, there was a muffled sound of thunder in the mountains and forests, like a giant's stepping, the spear was almost at its limit, and it came to the back of Yunlan Mountain in a breath.
hum!
In an instant, a blue light flashed behind Yunlan Mountain, and a tortoise shell manifested. On the tortoise shell, nine illusory Taoist symbols appeared, forming a blue light shield.
Click!
While breathing, the tortoise shell shattered and was shattered into countless pieces by the spear. It turned into a stream of light and fell into the mountains. However, the power of the spear only slowed down a little, and it still hit towards Yunlan Mountain.
But with the blocking of the tortoise shield, he was given time to breathe, and then three witch weapons appeared in Yunlan Mountain's hands, the witch dagger, the stone plate, and the small tower, but they were all destroyed by the spear.
However, after being blocked one after another, the killing intent on the spear was finally halved, and it was blocked by Yunlan Mountain.
"I'll see how many witch treasures you have."
Seeing his supernatural powers, he didn't even kill a shaman, the young man's eyes were full of hostility, but fortunately there was no one else here, otherwise he wouldn't be able to take down even a low-level person outside. He will definitely be ridiculed by his peers.
"kill!"
The next moment, there was an illusory wave in the young man's body, like a dragon roaring, and then his body merged with the spear, turning into a black lightning piercing through the air.
Clang!
This time, Yun Lanshan tried his best, even though he was protected by a treasure armor, he still felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His whole body was smashed into the depths of the mountains from mid-air, blood gushed out against him, and mountains collapsed and ground cracked.
boom!
The young man reappeared in mid-air, and his big hand grabbed down without hesitation. Suddenly, the five fingers generated a powerful airflow, piercing through the void, and gathering towards the palm.
However, at this moment, the blood in the mountains rose, and after the blood splashed from Yunlan Mountain dripped onto the ground, it was like cursed blood, corroding the rocks and mobilizing the small pitch-black towers in the mountains.
These small towers are suspended in the air, there are five in total, appearing in five directions, and there are hardly any signs. The five small towers merge into one, turning into a giant tower over a thousand feet high, and suppressing it towards the young man.
"No!"
Almost in an instant, the black tower fell, and the young man attacked with a spear, but the purple lightning danced wildly under the black tower, and the void shattered.
boom!
Click!
Accompanied by the roaring sound, the falling black tower was covered with cracks, and the spear of the same young man was also covered with cracks. The spear, which was the natal witch weapon, burst, directly making the young man's heart tremble, and his whole body was full of blood, and he could no longer stop it. The fallen black tower.
"How dare you kill me, I am Long Bosheng..."
boom!
The roar of the black tower drowned the young man's words, and smashed heavily into the depths of the earth. The rich blood color rolled, and there was a sea of blood floating. As a supernatural power, a drop of blood is enough to evolve a lake.
...
In the distance, Fat Brother gnawed on a spiritual fruit, watched this scene, and couldn't help grinning: "Tsk tsk..."
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