Chapter 475 Great Xia’s Barter Conference

Count Meng Dongtian!

The eyes of the old man in sackcloth revealed deep thoughts, and the middle-aged warrior was horrified.

For Sanzhu Dongtian and other Dongtian Holy Lands that exist in the borderlands, this is a synonym for traitors. The Dongtian Holy Land hangs high above the wilderness. It is called a holy place, so naturally it must be high above, overlooking everything in the barren land.

The events of that year have faded away in the years, but the middle-aged warriors have also heard about it. It seems that all the cave heavens and holy places made a resolution together, and only Jimeng Dongtian objected.

For this kind of untimely and against the general trend, there is no doubt that they were suppressed by the caves, and finally suppressed them in the depths of the sky, and finally the caves were shattered, and the inheritance was left behind.

Since the Yankang era, since the beginning of the Holy Land of the Cave, it has been high above the barren land. The human race and creatures of various races living on the barren land are just the low-level blood in the eyes of the Holy Land.

Jimeng Dongtian, as a member of the Holy Land, is willing to degenerate. This is a shame for the Holy Lands. They cannot allow such a self-deprecating fellow clan to appear.

Of course, this is a statement on the surface. As for the deeper thoughts, middle-aged people also understand that they can't talk about it in confusion. Some things can be done, but they can't talk nonsense.

"The subordinates know what to do."

Seeing that the middle-aged warrior's heart became more serious, the old man let out a soft snort, turned around and walked towards the depths of the bamboo courtyard leaning on his bamboo stick.

"Jianmeng Cave~"

Then, the body of the middle-aged warrior trembled, and there was a roar in the spiritual world. It took a long time for him to recover, turn around and walk away in the air.

He didn't dare to disobey the old man's instructions. If Tianhou Mountain is really related to Jimeng Cave, then this matter is really worthy of attention.

...

Tianhou Mountain, Duanlong Pavilion, deep stone palace.

Inside and outside the stone hall, the witch patterns on the stone wall covered with traces of time flow, distorting the void, and the faint breaths intertwine and form, turning into a barrier of ups and downs.

Opposite to Xia Tuo, the great elder of Duanlong Pavilion, Pan Feng, looked slightly ill, with thought in his eyes, and then murmured: "Master Xia, Duanlong Pavilion is just a barter pavilion, and it is not a force in the frontier region, so for the frontier changes, we stay out of it.”

After leaving Tianhou Mountain, Xia Tuo did not directly return to the clan, but came to Duanlong Pavilion, and had the last transaction with Panlong Bobu.

Daxia and Panlong Bobu can be regarded as having contact.

As the Yiwu Pavilion established by Fang Bobu, being able to straddle the three domains and establish a foothold in the frontier barrenness itself shows the problem of strength, so he came here with the attitude of giving it a try, in case he can learn something useful As for the news, even if you get nothing, it's just a waste of a little time.

Hearing Pan Feng's words, Xia Tuo's expression was flat, and he couldn't see the slightest change in his expression. He knew that Pan Feng must know more than this, but he had great scruples.

"The Xia patriarch, the vast wilderness, has been passed down for three generations. The royal court has never really controlled this land. It used to be like this, and it is still like this now. The king of Yin is sometimes involuntary."

After a pause, Pan Feng continued: "That's all I've said, I can't talk more about the old man, Pan Long will only be one uncle when he grows up."

"Thank you very much."

Xia Tuo clasped his fists, changed his voice, and continued, "I don't know if there are any purple blood fruits in your pavilion."

"There are two."

"I want it all."

Not long after, Xia Tuo, who received the purple blood fruit, left Duanlong Pavilion and walked towards other barter pavilions in Fangshi.

Pan Feng watched Xia Tuo leave, and heaved a sigh of relief. They really couldn't afford to offend some people. If he ruined their affairs because of his extra word, a few Pan Longbo tribes would not be enough to kill them.

After pondering for a while, Pan Feng gave a command: "Come here, pass on an order that the warriors in Duanlong Pavilion are not allowed to stay away from Wannianfang City from now on."

...

After searching in Wannianfang City, Xia Tuo went to Anyangfang City again, collected a total of five purple blood fruits, and spent a total of 96,000 low-grade spirit crystals.

This price is already a bit high, but it is no longer a matter of spending spirit crystals. The ministries in the deep and remote areas are not all fools, and they all sensed that the storm was coming and responded.

Although the old Panfeng of the Duanlong Pavilion didn't say much, his attitude told him clearly that he was afraid of the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven.

On the way back to the tribe, he passed by the two tribes of Heilong and Jumu, and deliberately checked the family fortune of the two tribes.

But it is also impossible for him to go deep into the depths of his uncle to investigate and return north to the tribe without finding anything.

...

summer garden.

Xia Tuo, who returned to the tribe, was a little surprised that the second disciple of the old Shenhou came to Daxia first. This was simply a surprise, and the old Shenhou was interesting enough.

"Senior Xun can come to Daxia, Xia is extremely grateful."

Xia Tuo bowed his hands to Xun Fenghou, and Xia Tuo solemnly saluted. Xun Fenghou's strength and age far surpassed him, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a senior.

"Patriarch Xia, I came here on the order of my teacher, and I will be begging for food in Daxia from now on."

Xun Fenghou's expression was very kind, and he did not put on airs of a superior person.

Hearing this, Xia Tuo wondered if he heard it wrong.

not leaving?

The old god Hou is really really really~~~It’s interesting enough.

After Xun Fenghou settled down, Xia Tuo showed deep thought, no matter what, just sit and wait to die, even if it is a salted fish, it has to turn over.

Originally, I wanted to be safe and stable, to accumulate strength, but now it seems that I am not qualified to concentrate at all. In the eyes of others, I am just a dispensable pawn.

This is not possible, Xia must work hard to achieve the qualifications to become a puppet.

Grandma's legs, what's wrong with Daxia.

If you want to be a puppet for Dongtian Holy Land, no one will come.

I can only work hard on my own.

...

Two days later, the family hall.

"Patriarch, the barter conference is feasible, we need to prepare those spiritual objects."

Elder Tu of the Clan Affairs Hall asked with a slow look.

As we all know, if you want to hold a barter conference, you need to prepare a lot of spirits, otherwise how can you attract everyone.

"This Bartering Conference is mainly for warriors at the level of the Divine Treasure Realm. We will take out whatever the strong in the Divine Treasure Realm need, such as ground soldiers, witch spirit pills, divine gold, etc."

"Patriarch, apart from Wu Dan, our Great Xia doesn't seem to have too many things that the strong in the Divine Hidden Realm are vying for."

Xia Tuo nodded, and then said: "It's not important, we can make it up if we don't have it."

For a moment, in the entire clan hall, all the elders lowered their heads in embarrassment, and the clan leader they were familiar with returned.

"Cough~~"

Then, Xia Tuo also felt that it was inappropriate to say that. After all, Daxia was now a Bobu, so he couldn't ruin his own brand.

After a pause, he continued: "I mean the gimmick must be loud, so as to attract people. Otherwise, there are so many barter and treasure pavilions in the border wasteland, why should people come to our Daxia from thousands of miles away?"

"Patriarch, over the years, there have been quite a few ground soldiers that have been restrained, but most of them are low-level and middle-level ground-level soldiers, and there are only two high-level ones."

"Take them all out."

Xia Tuo waved his hand, and then said: "The large number is also a gimmick. We have a large amount to control our fill, and we can take out twenty or thirty soldiers in one go. This is definitely eye-catching."

"Of course, the golden way, the water way, the thunder way, the wind way, etc. can help people realize the Taoism, and the elixir about healing the soul can also be publicized."

"We don't have the patriarch."

The elder Ju of the Hall of Punishment said softly.

"I know."

Xia Tuo took it for granted, and continued, "So in order to maintain Daxia's good image, we have to bid for anything that we advertise to the outside world but don't actually have."

"Hmm~"

"Ah~~"

"Oh!"

high!

For a while, all the elders in the main hall admired Xia Tuo's five bodies, and the barter meeting could still be played like this.

The pretense that I boasted, I made it up.

Absolutely high!

"Cough~" Xia Tuo coughed lightly, calling everyone's thoughts back to him, and then said: "Bartering is not the purpose of this bartering conference, the main purpose is to see if you can participate in the bartering conference. Among them, some of them will be recruited for my Great Xia’s use, this is the ultimate goal.”

"Let's prepare the spiritual objects in Fukuge. It is best to bind them into a book, record all the spiritual objects that appeared at the barter conference, and arrange your own people, and then go to the big cities in the wilderness to distribute them. Only in this way can people We all know."

After discussing the matter of the Barter Conference, Xia Tuo pondered for a moment, and then said: "Now the northernmost part of the Northwest Territory is our Daxia and the Huolingbo tribe. I plan to take down the Huolingbo tribe and completely control the northernmost part of the Northwest Territory. area."

Take down the fire spirit!

"Patriarch, we have killed a Luoshui, and we are afraid of a fire spirit."

"The patriarch orders."

...

"All right."

Listening to the voice in the hall, Xia Tuo naturally understood that the elders would have misunderstood him. What he said about taking down Huo Ling was not the same as when Luoshui was destroyed. He wanted to bring Huo Ling into the Daxia ruling system, didn't he? Annihilation, but annexation.

"I mean, bring the Huolingbo tribe into Daxia's rule, so that the Northwest and Northwest will be dominated by our Daxia family, and even if there are any accidents, we can be twisted together."

It took a while for the elders in the hall to react.

"Patriarch, do you really not need me to lead troops?"

Elder Hong was a little uncertain, so he asked again.

"It is best to subdue the enemy without fighting."

Xia Tuo nodded. He hadn't paid much attention to the Huolingbo tribe in the past few years. He wondered if the patriarch of the Huolingbo tribe had been promoted to the supernatural power realm.

"Shadow Guard, try your best to understand the news of the Huolingbo tribe, and see what the Huolingbo tribe has been doing in the past few years."

"yes."

Elder Lu got up to take the order, and then said: "Patriarch, in recent years, our Great Xia and the Huolingbo clan have had much closer contacts, and it seems that the Huoling clan domain is also starting to bring Sanxiu City under control."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was taken aback, Huo Lingbobu was imitating him?

Does Huo Ling have an innate totem as a support?

"Find it out as soon as possible, and report back to the court."

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