The Strongest Tribe

Chapter 760: Fatty Communicating with Chenghuang

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When Xia Tuo said this, Huo Wuwang suddenly remembered that he had also entered the small world in the Holy King Mountain Range, and he was very surprised when he knew it existed.

After thinking for a while, he went on to say: "My subordinates have also entered that small world in the Sacred King Mountain Range, and got a small chance in it, and just now have a smooth journey in the Divine Tibet.

However, this small world has restrictions, only those who are below the supernatural power level can enter it, and they can only stay in it for a month. "

Xia Tuo knew this, he didn't interrupt Huo Wuwang and listened quietly.

"Patriarch, this small world is actually known to the other tribes in the northwest, but the time of entry of the other tribes is different from the other tribes in the small northwestern region. There is a time interval between them, and they can just be staggered. , Because of this, everyone is safe and sound, there are many opportunities in the small world, and everyone finds their own."

"Does the Yaozu know?"

"I remember what my father said, there was once a strong monster from the monster clan who peeped into this small world, but they were defeated in the end. Warrior warriors from the monster clan can't enter the small world. Once they entered, they all fell."

According to what Huo Wuwang said, other Bo tribes in the northwest land can also enter the small world, that is to say, every clan has a command talisman.

This is easy to handle, Xia Tuo didn't open his mouth to let Huo Wuwang hand over the command talisman.

After Huo Wuwang left, Xia Tuo sent a voice transmission to Qiao'er, asking him to look for the spiritual objects brought by the Xinghai tribe to see if there was a command talisman.

On the way, I went to my own treasury to have a look. All the things from the Luoshui tribe were collected back then, and some unclear things had been piled there for hundreds of years.

...

The Golden Crow falls in the west, and the sunset rises in the west of the border wasteland, stretching endlessly, across the north and south, and soon the twilight is shrouded in the twilight, and the darkness will float over Daxia City, and the boundless wilderness outside the city is turned into a piece of land. dim.

In Daxia City, the lights are still brightly lit, and on the towers inside the city walls, there are inlaid precious jades emitting a glow.

Inner city, sleeping hall.

Xia Tuo came from the outside, stepped into the main hall of the palace, and saw Jian Ling sitting behind the wooden desk at the top of the main hall, looking at a scroll of animal skin.

The upper part of the hall is inlaid with precious stones and clam beads, shining brightly, neither dazzling nor dull.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jian Ling raised his head, then lowered his head and continued to look at the animal skin scroll, and said aloud, "There are so many witches in our clan, why don't we train them all to become witch doctors."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo, who had already sat on the wooden chair, shook his head slightly, and said, "This is not easy, the witch house needs to ensure a certain number of witch practitioners.

We have a gap between wizards and witches. The promotion of civilization cannot be achieved without witches. Warriors can only be guardians. If we really want to understand Taoism and study some witchcraft and runes, we still have to rely on wizards. Row. "

"A Tuo, in terms of our strength, it's impossible to take care of everything. If we make a big spread, there will be many loopholes. Didn't you say before that we should concentrate our efforts on big things?"

Jian Ling put the animal skin roll away, got up and walked to Xia Tuo, snuggled up behind him, and said again: "The most important thing for us right now is to control the northwest land.

Instead of comprehending the Nine Swords Formation, researching out any new witchcraft, formations, or even armor and spells.

Let's ensure the unification of the Northwest first, and fully control it, and then talk about other things, such as concentrating our efforts on recruiting talents, improving the teleportation witch array, flying boats, and so on. "

Leaning behind Xia Tuo's back, his hands stretched out to embrace Xia Tuo, his face rubbed against Xia Tuo's, Jian Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.

"A Tuo, I know you have a big heart, but after all, we have only been a clan for two hundred years."

Huh~

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo let out a long breath of relief.

He raised his hand and grabbed Jian Ling's jade hand, and said aloud: "Listen to you,

you're right. "

...

The night was dark, and the stone bed in the sleeping hall was filled with a sluggish atmosphere, and the soft animal skins on the stone bed were flipped messily.

After a long silence, a water-blue three-foot sword emerged from the center of the stone bed. Xia Tuo and Jian Ling sat cross-legged, the three-foot water sword was suspended in front of their eyes, and faint water ripples bloomed.

The water sword floated and rotated slightly, the 'hydrology' on the hilt loomed, and there was the sound of huge waves beating.

"Water benefits everything without fighting, but it can turn into ice, showing its sharpness, fierce, and frozen for thousands of miles..."

"Water is impermanent, people are impermanent, and the situation can change at any time..."

...

Xia Tuo's primordial spirit separates the mind, which affects Jian Ling's mind, to comprehend the "hydrology" on the water sword together, and the two minds directly melt into a thread, sharing the same thoughts.

Jian Ling practiced the Ice Sword Art, the ice was melted by water, it was extremely fierce, and coincided with the edge of the Sword Art, even so, it also came out of the water path.

With Xia Tuo's guidance, Jian Ling's comprehension of her own ice kendo rapidly deepened, and with the help of Nine Swords, it was many times faster than her own comprehension.

...

The next day, Qiaoer came to the dormitory and handed over two invitation orders to Xia Tuo. Then Xia Tuo summoned the God General Haohai and Hun Kong, mobilized other members of the clan, and entered the Holy King Mountain Range to see if they could Crack the levels to enter the small world.

It is true that the land-opening small world of the Holy King Mountain Range restricts the entry of warriors above the Divine Treasure Realm. He asked the two of them to investigate and see if there is a way to establish a stable passage, so that the small world can become a permanent place for Da Xia. Medicine garden.

Hunkong was a little puzzled by Xia Tuo's edict. After all, Xia Tuo had just asked him to come back to be responsible for the creation of the teleportation shaman formation, but he did not expect to receive an order to temporarily postpone the teleportation shaman formation.

In the following time, Xia Tuo dealt with family affairs during the day, and took Jian Ling to comprehend the sword text at night. Among the nine Dao swords, Jian Ling could comprehend the water sword and the copper sword.

...

The wild and ancient land, the place where the remains are kept.

Under a bronze cauldron with a diameter of ten feet, flames were burning fiercely, and the copper cauldron was filled with a strong smell of meat, and there were warriors on the side carrying split firewood and sending it under the big cauldron.

Above the bronze tripod, Chenghuang's illusory figure stared at the inside of the tripod with its teeth and claws open.

Not far away, Fat Brother was leaning on a stone polished into a stone bed without any image, squinting at Cheng Huang, while Long Xiangsheng sat cross-legged on the other side, holding a bone book carved from a broken white bone in his hand. Watching, sometimes frowning and sometimes doubting.

Googoo~~

There was a sound of boiling in the copper tripod, and the fragrance permeated all directions.

"Well, there is no need to add firewood."

Hearing Fat Brother's voice, the warriors on the side stopped in their tracks.

"Cheng Huang, dinner is ready."

Hearing the sound, the phantom in the mid-air, with teeth and claws, rushed towards the copper cauldron, and suddenly there was the sound of soup splashing, and the meat soup in the copper cauldron disappeared at a speed that could be seen by the flesh, even with animal bones and so on. Disappear.

Not long after Chenghuang finished eating, the inner wall of the copper tripod was smooth and shiny, as if it had been licked clean.

"Eat or not."

Fat Brother asked aloud, he has developed a tacit understanding with Chenghuang Zhenhun through friendly communication with Chenghuang Zhenhun in the past few days.

Regarding this, he was not in a hurry. Seeing Cheng Huang shaking in mid-air, the fat brother waved his hand and said, "Continue to stew the meat!"

Hearing the sound, the pure-blood beasts in the distance have been skinned and cleared of the viscera. They were chopped into many pieces by the tribe, and they were carried and thrown into the copper tripod. Afterwards, a large basin of refined salt and various delicacies such as ginseng , Ling mushrooms, etc., and finally added spring water.

Immediately afterwards, the fire ignited again, and the blazing flames enveloped the copper cauldron. If this cauldron of medicinal food was to be cooked, it would need to be continuously burned for three days and three nights.

The fat brother turned over and squinted his eyes, seemingly falling into a doze, but he was actually comprehending his own Taoism.

The wild ancient land is very large, and looking for the burial place left by the innate true spirit is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so he turned his idea to Cheng Huang's true soul.

Since there is a true soul with an innate true spirit here, no matter what, there must be bones left behind.

After finishing Chenghuang, are you afraid that you won’t be able to find it?

Chenghuang Zhenhun seems to like to devour meat soup, so the fat man will do what he likes, eat as much as you like, it's not too late.

It’s only been there for a month, and his psychological expectation is to eat him for a year first, and find me and his communication skills along the way.

He tried to communicate with spiritual thoughts, but unfortunately Cheng Huang's real soul swallowed them directly after feeling the spiritual thoughts. As for the conversation, Cheng Huang couldn't understand.

The language barrier and the disappearance of the mind will lead to a generation gap. Of course, this month's meat soup is not for nothing. The fat brother and Chenghuang Zhenhun have initially formed a tacit understanding.

"Huh~"

Cheng Huang, who was suspended in mid-air, kept changing his appearance, staring at Fat Brother with empty eyes, and let out a whirring sound.

Fat Brother, who was in silence, moved his ears slightly, feeling a little troubled, he still hadn't deciphered the meaning of this cry, every time after eating a pot of meat soup, Chenghuang Zhenhun would make a cry.

Chenghuang is a heaven and earth spirit beast. It is rumored that whoever sits on its back like this can increase their lifespan by two thousand.

For a moment, Fat Brother's chubby cheeks trembled. Could it be that Chenghuang Zhenhun asked him to ride?

Suddenly, Fat Brother felt his ass tighten.

Sit on the yellow seat and increase your lifespan by two thousand. This is much more miraculous than any life-extending panacea, but your ass will suffer a little.

"Huh~"

Seeing Fat Brother looking towards him, the Chenghuang True Soul suspended in mid-air uttered another cry, and fell from mid-air, approaching Fat Brother ten feet away, staring at him.

"Huh~"

"No, no, I won't sit down."

Fat Brother waved his hands involuntarily, Cheng Huang's back is not easy to sit on.

"If you want to thank, tell me where there are buried spirit bones, the same bones that existed before you were alive."

Hearing the sound, Cheng Huang tilted his head and looked at Fat Brother, a faint mist appeared in Kong Dong's eyes.

ps Let me tell you in advance, I have something to do when I go out in the morning tomorrow, and there is no update at noon, and I will update it in the evening

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