Chapter 660: Someone Is Always Left Behind on the Road of Development
As the Golden Crow first rose, a faint golden light sprinkled over the barren land, shining over Daxia City, and a faint white mist permeated the barren land within ten thousand miles.
At this moment, Xia Tuo, who was sitting cross-legged on Tianlu Mountain and practicing, opened and closed his eyes, and a vast ocean-like spiritual intent was withdrawn from all around.
At the same time, in the spiritual world, the brilliance of the gods has not completely dissipated. Between the gods and lights, there are deep god lines looming. Every time he visualizes the soul book, he has a different feeling about the world.
In the center of the spiritual world, the quasi-primordial spirit is overflowing with brilliance, and the mental power pouring around seems to have become materialized, crystal clear, like a cocoon spit out by a silkworm to surround itself.
Taking a long breath of relief, Xia Tuo restrained his thoughts. The transformation of the soul requires both chance and down-to-earth accumulation step by step. If you accumulate enough and wait for the opportunity, it is time for transformation.
There was a gradual noise from the city. As the martial arts center of the entire Daxia tribe, Daxia City had all the palaces of the clan sitting in it. Naturally, it was the place that many warriors in this vast land yearned for.
In front of the altar in the southeast city, fragrant fragrance lingers and green smoke curls up. There are dedicated warriors who burn the wooden money and animal skin money printed with Nuo patterns as if in a furnace. In harmony, with the help of purple air, it floated in all directions.
Since the establishment of the altar, the clan has held a public sacrifice meeting every other month to wash away the grievances in the territory.
The effect is also obvious. The black line that appeared in the world of the Great Xia Clan's Yun Ziqi is gradually dissipating. In the future, the interval between public sacrifices will also return to normal, and it will be changed to once a year.
Now, the public sacrifice meeting has been handed over to Qiaoer, and it has been nearly two years since the chaos of the Minggui tribe was quelled. The tribes in the Fengshan city of Tianhuo Road, who were upper bodyed by ghosts, also with the assistance of Jiuyou Yinlong, Get rid of the ghost clan's encroachment.
For the millions of ghosts, Xia Tuo directly ordered people to bring them to the altar, and burned them to death with the fire from heaven to the sun.
As expected, although the millions of people in the Fengshan city were rescued, their foundations were also injured. Some people with weak health, even if they were rescued from the ghost clan, their body functions were rapidly depleted. In Fengshan City, people died almost every day.
Even if Xia Tuo was anxious about this point, he had nothing to do but try his best to appease him. For this reason, he transferred Yin Jiuzhu to Fengshan City Region, and temporarily assisted Jing Kang in handling matters in Fengshan City Region.
The junction of Qinghuai Road and Giant Road,
A ghost creature with a radius of three thousand miles has begun to take shape, with Yin Qi avoiding the sky, the wind blowing, and evil ghosts looming.
These evil spirits are real ghosts without real form, not like ghosts.
According to the estimates of the clan, in the next ten years, the area of ghosts and monsters will further expand, and the area will probably exceed four thousand miles. Within ten years, there may be evil spirits comparable to the realm of the gods, and there may be ghosts comparable to the realm of supernatural powers within a hundred years. The evil spirit takes shape.
This area was named Tianfeng Guishen, and the surviving tribes around had all migrated to the land of Qinghuai and giants.
Not only that, but Xun Fenghou, who was looking for news outside, also sent back news that the battle of Qianlong in Jumu Bo's tribe had been completed, and he had begun to recruit elite soldiers from the tribe under his rule.
Zidian Bobu did even more ruthless, directly gathering the chiefs and elders of Yuanshui and other tribes to the Zidian clan, and the Zidian clan has already set up a large formation, and it is difficult for outsiders to peek into its actions.
As for the Heilongbo tribe, elite soldiers from various tribes were also recruited.
Regarding this, Xia Tuo became more and more aware that the time for the great war was not far away. Among the many news brought by Marquis Xun Feng, the one that interested him the most was the new wife of the head of the Jumu clan.
Of course he was not a good wife, but maliciously speculated whether Mu Qingyun was wearing a green straw hat.
This guy, Three Pearl Cave Sky is indeed Lao Yinbi, he really knows how to play.
Coming down from Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo walked towards Xiayuan. Outside the stone hall in Xiayuan, the vegetation was verdant, and the old medicine was full of fragrance. In the medicine forest, it was lying on the ground in darkness, with two big black eyes dripping. Turning around, it is next to a three-foot-high purple-gold streamer spirit tree.
The Ziji Leiyang wood swayed gently, and the surface of the purple lightning and golden light splashed curved arcs and landed on Hei Hei's body. Every time the golden light arc fell on his body, it showed a feeling of extreme enjoyment.
After so many years, the Ziji Leiyang Tree seems to have made up its mind that it will not grow any longer. It absorbs a lot of spiritual power every day and stores it in its roots. Under the earth, its roots have long been like towering trees Same.
Especially in the past few years, with the gathering of the five elements' spiritual veins, the violent spiritual power unintentionally released by the spiritual veins old dragon has been absorbed by Ziji Leiyangmu.
This is not to mention that Xia Tuo sometimes gives it some spiritual crystals, it is simply a big foodie.
Looking at Heihei and Ziji Leiyangmu, Xia Tuo saw a simple and substantial black water pool outside the stone hall, and the Nine Nether Yin Dragons were floating in the pool.
"Master."
Yu'er came running up and down, with an excited look on her brows, first she yelled obediently, and then ran towards the stone palace, the only one in the whole Great Xia who dared to run into Xia Tuo's bedroom without any scruples Little girl.
Xia Tuo looked at Ziji Leiyangmu, at Heihei, at Jiuyou Yinlong, and then at the direction Xia Yu was running to.
It's really a headache to compete with each other and not grow up.
His place has almost become a training ground for young children.
He entered the hall with his hands behind his back, and heard the voices of Jian Ling and Yu'er coming from the inner hall, Xia Tuo didn't bother them, and walked to the back of the main hall, where there was another pile of family affairs.
It seems that the reform of the cabinet is also imminent.
Daxia is different from Zidian and Jumu. They only need to win the battle of luck. As for the victory, the Holy Land of Dongtian will naturally let go after grabbing the fruit of luck. how.
But Daxia can't do it. Next, we must take into account the development of the clan, which is the foundation of the Daxia clan and the key to the prosperity of luck, and we must also deal with the next battle of luck.
As for the next thing, he needs to make arrangements to stabilize the clan and try his best to prepare for the battle of luck, so in the clan, he needs a strong support team to assist him.
While Xia Tuo was meditating, Jian Ling sat on a wooden chair in the inner hall separated from the main hall. jade book.
Because of the matter of the Ghost Clan, she stepped back from her position in Tianhuo Dao Zhenjiang. Now, except for the witch hospital, she spends the rest of the time looking at these things in front of her.
These things on the wooden case are all the materials collected by Daxia over the years, as well as many clan affairs recorded since the Daxia Li clan, Xia Tuo's opinions on some clan affairs, etc., covering a wide range of contents.
As Daxia's mistress, it's really not easy. If you don't understand, you just ask. Xia Tuo even took her to meet the ancestor of the Yu family.
Jian Ling flipped through the animal skin rolls, and chatted with Xia Yu one after another. Xia Yu was sitting on a wooden chair beside her, curled up and fiddling with a wooden carving in her hand.
Her white brows sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched. She felt that handling these matters was sometimes more difficult than practicing. There were records of all kinds of clan affairs issued by Daxia for a hundred years, and she did not forget about every detail.
...
In the outer city of Daxia, in the Huoling mansion, on a small island in the middle of a small lake, a streak of purple air fell from the sky in the midst of nothingness, connecting to the cave in the center of the island.
Inside the cave, Huo Wuwang sat cross-legged, surrounded by purple light from the heavenly spirit, blending with the purple air falling from the sky, behind him a prostrate fire-breathing beast loomed.
The blazing golden fire talisman formed in the void, and brilliant sparks bloomed. Suddenly, the whole island exploded, and a fire dragon rushed into the sky.
This vision directly shook the Great Xia City. Countless warriors looked towards the place where the sky fire gathered. The terrifying majesty made the warriors from all directions retreat one by one, not daring to show the slightest aura to collide with the aftermath.
In the southwestern city of Daxia, there is also a Fire Mansion. On a rockery in the mansion, Huo Wuling in a red robe watched the falling sky fire for a long time without saying a word.
Xia Tuo knew right away that Huo Wuwang was promoted to supernatural powers, and the accumulated wealth of the Huo Ling clan was completely dissipated after helping Huo Wuwang to promote supernatural powers.
From then on, within the scope of the Great Xia, the Fire Spirit Clan will no longer be an independent group, but truly integrated into the Great Xia.
Half a month after Huo Wuwang was promoted to the Supernatural Realm, Xia Tuo's decree spread throughout the eleven territories of the Great Xia, and the warriors in all the towns and ministries, as well as the warriors at the peak of the Shenzang Realm, received the decree .
...
Daxia Clan Hall.
There are ups and downs of breaths, but some of the people in the hall are themselves, and the other part are illusory figures.
In the center of the main hall, a black and blue skeleton floated, exuding faint fluctuations. Through the skeleton, Daxia Yuan's various townsmen and warriors sitting outside all had a spiritual idea manifested.
"Meet the Patriarch."
"You don't have to be polite."
Xia Tuo waved his hand. At this moment, it can be said that Daxia's strongest strength is gathered together, but in comparison, the strength of the elders in the main hall is indeed a bit low.
In addition to Qiaoer, the high priest in the six main halls, the Tianbing Hall has the seventh level of God's Tibetan realm for Elder Hong, the eighth level of God's Tibetan realm for Elder Feng in the Clan Domain Hall, the seventh level for the Great Elder God's Tibetan realm in the Hall of Punishment, and the fifth level for the Elder God's Tibetan realm in the Clan Affairs Hall. Si Nong Dian Shao Elder God Tibet four layers.
These old brothers who followed him to start a family are too weak, and they can cultivate to their current strength, it can be said that it is the result of the clan's resources being available and sparing no effort over the years.
If Da Xia hadn't developed, my old brothers would probably stop at the Tianmai Realm, and whether they could break through the Divine Treasure would be a problem.
Perhaps in the next one or two hundred years, with sufficient resources accumulated, it can be promoted to the peak of Shenzang, but at that time, the supernatural power realm will be invincible.
On the way forward, there will always be people left behind, and Xia Tuo has no way to change this.