Six Hundred and Thirtieth Chapters Leverage Strength

"Ah Choo~"

Daxia City was sitting in the stone hall, and Xia Tuo was sitting on the wooden case, dealing with Daxia's family affairs. Now Daxia has a vast territory, even if it is a small matter in a city, there are dozens of them gathered in his hands.

At his level, naturally there is no such thing as Feng Han.

"His uncle, who is talking about me."

Rubbing his nose, Xia Tuo muttered to himself, as the head of the Great Xia family, with the blessing of family luck, and holding the Imperial Seal of Order, he had already sensed his own aura.

"Ah Choo~"

"Grandma's, it's not over yet."

...

Annoyed!

Master Yu Bo is very irritable, and it is not just a matter of being irritable, it is developing towards a violent trend.

Soul Mountain City, River Valley City.

Uncle Yu walked past an inconspicuous bluestone mansion in the city. On the gate of the mansion, there was a stone plaque inscribed on the Daxia River Valley Salt and Wine Road.

There was shock in his eyes, Da Xia was in control of even a small salt, a small grain of salt, seemingly inconspicuous, affected the daily needs of all living beings.

In the entire barren land, there are only a few warriors above the Divine Tibet Realm, and ordinary people are the cornerstone of the human race in the barren land. For ordinary people in the barren land, salt is an indispensable necessity.

Some scattered people can only rely on some astringent bitter salt stones as table salt.

"Do you want salt?"

A young soldier stationed outside the mansion of Hegu Salt and Wine Road, seeing Uncle Yu wandering on the stone road outside, couldn't help asking.

"Refined salt, ordinary animal blood pills, one hundred pieces per jun, can be purchased at retail, and one ordinary animal blood pill can also be exchanged, just go to the side stone hall to exchange."

"Xiao Han, what are you doing, guard the gate carefully."

"Understood, they are all citizens of the same city. Maybe this uncle doesn't have so many beast blood pills, so he lingers in front of the door."

The clan soldier named Xiaohan muttered to his companion beside him,

Although the voice was small, with Yu Bo's strength, he could hear it clearly.

Immediately, he became even more irritable.

Is the dignified Uncle Yu the one who can't afford the beast blood pill?

Lingjing, have you seen it!

This time, he caught the point again.

In terms of the exchange ratio of beast blood pills, one hundred ordinary beast blood pills is equal to one first-order beast blood pill, but from the mouth of the little guard just now, it was said so naturally and fluently that it was one hundred ordinary beast blood pills, Instead of a Tier 1 Beast Blood Pill.

It is enough to see that the salt system in Daxia is very solid.

For many ordinary warriors, it may be easy to save a hundred ordinary beast blood pills, but they cannot make a first-order beast blood pill. The difference is not in quantity, but in quality.

This point is undoubtedly a system established in combination with reality.

For a moment, Uncle Yu panicked.

When the Yu clan rose up, it was by assisting the Ji clan that it became famous in the Great Wilderness. Although the Bianhuang Yu clan was only one of the hundreds of branches of the Yu clan, the blood of the ancestors still flowed in the veins.

Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the Bian Huang Yu family in the Daqi King's Department almost had the merits of becoming a dragon, and participated in the formulation of corresponding systems such as the promotion of the Daqi King's Department to the royal court.

The Yu clan established the great wilderness by relying on brains.

The brain is a good thing, but the point is that it is very bad when you meet someone whose brain is easier to use than yourself.

fidgety!

Quite irritable!

During these walks in Daxia, before reaching the hinterland of Daxia, Uncle Yu felt that the Yu family had met an opponent.

No wonder the old Shenhou valued a tribe in the northern barren land so much.

He wanted to see Da Xia patriarch again more and more, wanted to have a good chat, and the most important thing was to meet the person who advised Da Xia behind his back.

Whether it is Lingtian, Beast Blood Pill, or the school's martial arts, each of them seems to be the first of its kind in the wasteland, but it is undoubtedly very practical.

Let's go, go to Great Xia City, see Master Xia.

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"Ah Choo~"

Xia Tuo was also annoyed, who was nagging him for nothing, if he caught him, he would make him sneeze all day without stopping.

After finishing the family affairs at hand, Xia Tuo stretched his waist. Not long after, Elder Lu came from outside.

"It's over."

Seeing Elder Lu, Xia Tuo restrained his mind, and then said: "Tell me, how many tribes have been implicated."

Before the giant spirits and snakes returned, there were high-level tribes in Daxia secretly colluding with them, and he has been suppressing this matter.

With the return of the snake and giant spirit, it is natural to confess these small actions. These vassal tribes that are ready to move are naturally not enough, so he ordered Elder Lu to close the net and take down all the tribes.

But it seems that there is something unexpected.

Then, Elder Lu's expression froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Patriarch, I found out that there is another hidden story behind the matter of vassalizing the tribe."

"Tell me."

Hearing the sound, the deer said out loud: "According to the news from the snakes and the giant spirits, I personally led people to suppress the high-level leaders of the Lishan tribe, but I noticed that there was a dark energy in the depths of the tribe, so I quietly sneaked into its tribe, and I actually sensed the aura of a yin vein."

"Yin veins."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo's languid expression became sharper. The land vein is a big deal for any tribe. Back then, the Daxia Li clan did everything possible to find the old dragon of the spirit vein.

"You're sure it's the aura of the yin veins, not the aura emanating from other treasures."

"Cold and pure spirituality. When I went to Linghe Guishenluo Elder to practice this breath, Elder Luo personally activated the spirit veins to help me cultivate. I can't feel wrong."

Speaking of this, Elder Lu went on to say: "Moreover, the people in the Lishan Tribe are not panicked. On the contrary, the internal inspections are strict, and even the noise in the clan is very small, just like a war barracks."

"What about the Dongxiong, Taoshan, and Hongguang tribes?"

"It's all the same, the clan land is quiet, and the interior is strict, but I didn't notice the breath of Yin veins."

Xia Tuo lay half back on the seat, raised his head and squinted his eyes, tapped on the armrest with his fingers, and muttered, "Elder Lu, what do you think?"

"Patriarch, I am afraid that the giant spirits and snakes were also used by people."

Xia Tuo didn't speak, but was thinking. In comparison, as the head of the clan, he knew more and more extensive things.

He needs to think carefully.

"Yin veins."

Muttering in his mouth, Xia Tuo's thoughts were flowing. If a tribe controls the land veins, it is equivalent to occupying a geographical advantage, and it will have better development opportunities than other tribes.

"Ghost clan."

Reminiscent of the news obtained by the ghost clan captured earlier, there is an extraterritorial cave heaven and holy land trying to mess up the frontier desert, and now the yin veins appear, is it a coincidence?

Assuming this is not a coincidence, how can we mess up a Bobu if we deduce it according to the plan of the Cave Heaven and Holy Land outside the Territory?

There is also a precedent for this. Less than a hundred years have passed since the lessons learned by Ling He and Kui Lei back then.

According to the tradition of the frontier, the Bo tribe not only needs the superior tribes under its command, but also guards against the superior tribes, lest the appearance of the superior tribes threatens the rule of the Bo tribe. Once there is a rivalry between two strong tribes in a tribe, the possibility of losing both is very high. .

If this kind of scene is not called chaos, what is chaos?

Xia Tuo pondered, of course, all of this is his current conjecture, but Xia has always magnified bad things infinitely, taking his own safety into consideration before doing it.

The holy land outside the territory, just think about it, it's really annoying.

How to break the game?

Just use the knife directly?

Or just go with the knife?

Of course not, it doesn't fit Xia's temperament.

However, people have come to the door like a fruit, how can this be tolerated?

Regardless of whether it is the ghost of the Holy Land outside the territory, you have to try it out, otherwise you will really be bullied by Da Xia.

"Elder Lu, tell the Shadow Guards to withdraw everyone on the bright side, and keep a close watch on them secretly. The Shadow Guards will be spectators for the next thing."

"yes."

"Go."

Elder Lu left, Xia Tuo ordered to the attendants waiting outside the hall: "Send an order to the White Locust Dragon to conquer the frontier, and come to the Hui people."

"yes."

The attendant took orders and left in a hurry.

With the convenience of teleporting the witch array, Long Xiangsheng received the order and rushed from the Northern Territory to Great Xia City in less than an hour.

"Patriarch."

"Long Zhenjiang, there is something that needs you to come forward after thinking about it."

Xia Tuo said: "The thing is like this, I'll lend you a skin for..., and then you go to the Taoshan tribe."

"The subordinate understands."

Then, the two disappeared into the stone palace.

...

At the same time, Uncle Yu has also entered the Great Xia City, his expression is a bit depressed, he does not have the aura of being the master of a magical realm, looking at the majestic city and the flow of people, there is no change in his eyes of.

In his opinion, Daxia City is nothing more than that, not to mention outside the region, there are many cities in the barren land alone that are more majestic than Daxia City, and have ancient charms.

But whether the city is good or not depends not on the appearance, but on the people who sit in the city.

Outside the Great Xia Xinhuo Hall, he looked at a stone tablet standing outside the palace complex, and he pondered.

Gathering the strengths of thousands of families, understanding the changes of ancient and modern times, and becoming the source of Daxia, the signature is Xiatuo.

Sadness, it was too much of a blow.

"Are you here to present the classics of exercises?"

Uncle Yu, who was hesitating outside the palace group of Xinhuo Palace, was once again watched by the guarding clan soldiers.

They have seen a lot of people like this here. Many people are clamoring for the magical skills passed down by their ancestors for eighteen generations. In the end, they are not even third-rate.

Hearing the sound, Uncle Yu calmed down for a moment, released a breath, and said, "I have a kung fu."

Release a little breath, it is easy to attract attention, he wants to see if Da Xia is thorough in everything.

Feeling the aura released by it, the soldiers stationed at the garrison immediately focused their expressions, bowed and said, "It turns out that he is a strong man in the Divine Tibet Realm. Please follow me. The quiet room has been prepared in the temple."

"Lead the way ahead."

Uncle Yu waved his hand, "If you lose, you don't lose, no, what the hell, if you lose, you don't lose, and he didn't compare with others."

How can there be any saying that losing is not losing.

He must have been in a trance just now.

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Xiaoshan mountain range, Luoyang mountain, Changshengjiao sub-rudder.

Xia Tuo and Long Xiangsheng entered the hall under the respectful welcome of the hall master Liu Feng.

"Hall Master Liufeng, next you have to..."

Without delay, Xia Tuo began to teach Liu Feng face-to-face tips, no matter who wants to get him from grandma, even if there is no condition, he will create conditions to get him back.

Are you afraid of the lunatics of the Longevity Sect?