Chapter 822: Selection of Hou Bu’s Sacrifice
hum!
Ripples appeared in the purple air, and the turbulent waves drowned out the humming sound, and a large piece of purple air fell from the sky, also drowning Xia Tuo's figure.
Tianlu Mountain trembled slightly, and pillars of purple flowers emerged from the clouds, straight to the top of the Nine Heavens, like a divine mountain descending from the sky, suppressing the sky, earth, and sky.
hold head high!
A dragon's chant resounded throughout the universe, amidst the tumbling sea of purple air and clouds, the dragon's shadow gathered with colorful divine light, wrapped in purple air, surrounded the purple pillars and went straight up to the sky.
The dragon's chant resounded in his ears, Xia Tuo raised his head towards the sky, looked at the spirit dragon flying above the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Finally waited until this day.
The leylines transformed and turned into mid-grade, possessing the strength to control the leylines of the northwest land, and the foundation of the Houbu of the Great Xia was finally complete.
The sound of the dragon's chant made Daxia City tremble slightly, and the warriors who came and went in the city, especially the people of Daxia, all subconsciously looked towards the sky.
In the sky above Daxia City, Ziqi waves are moving, there are Ziqi Divine Pillars standing like a divine mountain, and there are totem gods as majestic as a god, and a spirit dragon exceeding 30,000 feet dances in the sky between the Ziqi Divine Mountains.
"One~two...thirteen...fifteen...twenty-seven...twenty-eight...twenty-nine..."
"Look, there are twenty-nine sacred mountains appearing above the city."
At this moment, countless people looked up at the sky, their pupils filled with purple energy.
Three hundred years since Daxia established the city, Xia Tuo ordered the relocation of strong clans from all directions to fill the city's population. In addition to the northwest of the Daxia Li clan, this place has become the center of the Daxia clan, and the number of ethnic groups in the city has exceeded ten million.
"Summer!"
"Family luck is prosperous!"
Inside and outside the vast city, countless people looked up at the sky, expressing shock and pride in their hearts.
In the southeast city of Daxia, in a three-hundred-foot-high pavilion, an old man in a gorgeous animal robe looked up to the sky, and the shock in his eyes could not dissipate for a long time.
"Big summer~"
After a long time, the old man groaned softly, with sighs.
The old man was Pan Feng from the Panlong Bo tribe who had a deal with Da Xia back then.
Since Tianhou Mountain became a defensive line, he moved Duanlong Pavilion to Daxia City.
With the previous friendship with Daxia, he has collected a lot of resources for the clan in Daxia City over the years.
Panlong Bobu is a peak Bobu, and it is only one step away from Houbu, but this step has blocked Panlong Bobu for six thousand years, and it has never been crossed.
"After all, this is a borderland."
Shaking his head slightly, the corners of his mouth pondered, giving himself a comfort.
Panlongbo's inability to be promoted to the Marquis for 6,000 years has both internal and external reasons.
After more than 40,000 years of reproduction in the Great Yin Kingdom, the relationship between the tribes has long been intertwined, and the many lords and uncles have already formed a fixed trend. If Panlong wants to be promoted to the lords, the deadlock that needs to be broken is the impasse. To the surrounding other Hou Ministry.
On the other hand, here in Bianhuang, the fertile fields are thousands of miles away, and the big clans are not visible. The promotion of Daxia is not as much as the external strife.
As for the development of the Borderlands over the past tens of thousands of years, Panfeng has subconsciously ignored the collapse of the Daqi King's Tribe. Daxia, a tribe that has only established a clan for a long time, has already established the foundation of the Hou Tribe. He needs a reason to comfort him. Own.
The vision on the sky lasted for tens of breaths, and then it began to gradually dissipate. The sea of purple air clouds over the city returned to calm, and the large pillar of purple air that manifested outside also disappeared, leaving only one pillar above Tianlu Mountain. independent.
On the top of Tianlu Mountain, after Xia Tuo watched the spirit dragon dance for nine days, his spirit sank and returned to the ground veins.
The movement of the promotion of the earth veins has not been fully manifested, which is also Xia Tuo's intention.
There are many warriors in Daxia City, from the frontier and even outside the frontier, some people he has to guard against.
Feng Qi and Da Qi learned from the past, he did not dare to defy the law by himself.
Don't forget that the most powerful royal court occupying the center of the nine regions of the barren land has always been unwilling to allow a powerful clan to rise up in the barren land. Back then, it was only one step away from the Great Enlightenment, but the clan was destroyed.
"It's boring, no fun at all."
Wuwu turned into a loach and landed in front of Xia Tuo.
Stretching out his hand and lightly tapping on Wuwu's little head, Xia Tuo knew why Wuwu was frustrated. After all, the transformation of the earth veins was completed, which meant that Daxia was really close to Houbu, but the phenomenon manifested in just a short time. After taking it back, the good interest was interrupted.
Don't look at the fact that there are only twenty-nine pillars of fortune in the fortune of the Daxia clan, but the lack of this pillar of fortune can be made up for in an instant once Xia Tuo declares to the world and the tribe Daxia establishes the foundation of the Marquis. .
It was such a good time, but there was no celebration, Wuwu was unhappy, and very unhappy.
"Let's go, go to sleep."
After finishing speaking, Wuwu turned into a stream of light, heading towards the world of purple air.
"By the way, don't forget to find a better guy to sacrifice the knife."
The whirring sound that got into the world of purple air reached Xia Tuo's ears.
Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo couldn't help but suffer a bit.
This sacrificial knife thing is not easy to handle.
According to the ancient rules, if a tribe wants to be promoted, it must show the strength it should have. Only when it proves its strength to the Sifang tribe can it be recognized by the Sifang and reach the corresponding status.
Although the Great Xia Clan and the Wasteland Tribe are different, the ancient rules passed down from Yankang to the present are constantly being updated. After repeated evolutions, the general rules have not changed much.
A long time ago, the ferocious beasts that existed on the barren land were far more tyrannical than they are now. The life of the human race was difficult, and the number of the human race was not very large. Every tribe regarded people as an important resource for the development of the tribe.
The method of gathering people in the tribe is very simple. It is to compete for strength. Only strong strength can give people a sense of security, and only then can more people come to join them.
As for the performance of strength, it is to hunt and kill powerful evil beasts. Everything is false. Killing powerful evil beasts, dragging the bones and placing them in the tribe for people from all over the world to watch, this is the testimony of strength.
In the end, the rank of the tribe is derived. Whether it is to establish a tribe from scratch, or when the tribe develops and promotes, it is necessary to hunt and kill a beast that is similar to the rank of the tribe as a test. What kind of beast can be hunted? Represents how powerful the tribe is.
Later, with the evolution, it became a necessary form for the promotion of the tribe. For example, when Bobu was promoted to the Houbu, how could he tell others that he was strong, so he hunted a land-opening beast and placed it in the tribe for hundreds of years.
In the past hundred years, let the warriors who come and go from all directions observe, and then pass the name of the tribe to the four directions, which is equivalent to becoming famous.
Back then, there were not so many rules in the Daxia Libo tribe. After Xia Tuo himself was promoted to the supernatural powers, he just announced it to his family, and he became the Bo tribe in this way.
But today is different from the past, some rules still have to be obeyed, even if it is just a show.
As for why, because many people eat this set.
The rules of the ancestors need to be inherited.
Not even Wuwu explained it like this, which made Xia Tuo feel a little worried. He originally intended to be as low-key as possible, and the best thing to do is to assess the situation and act optimistically.
On his side, he tried every means to suppress all kinds of visions, and on the other side, he wanted to make his name known everywhere. This is not a nerve.
Besides, right now he wants to show his fame, but there are no audiences around Daxia. As for the audience outside the frontier, hehe, he doesn't want them to watch it at all.
This is also doomed that even if Daxia is promoted to the Marquis, it is impossible to invite all the clans from all directions to come to watch the ceremony. Of course, Daxia Sifang really has no neighbors. The nearest neighbor is the monster clan in the middle of the border, which is irreconcilable blood feud.
At this moment, he is caught in this kind of entanglement.
After pondering for a while, his figure disappeared on Tianlu Mountain, and Xia Tuo appeared in the cave of the earth veins. In the cave, the old dragon of the earth veins flowed with colorful divine lights. He was 30,000 feet long, and his breathing stimulated spirits from all directions.
After being promoted to the Middle Grade Earth Vein, even the aura has undergone an earth-shaking change.
...
"There is an old saying that people are doing what the sky is seeing. Some things are not only for people to see, but also for the world to see."
Xia Tuo muttered something to Lao Yuan about his promotion to the Marquis, and got such a response.
Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo waved his hands helplessly, and said, "Cooperate with me to make the anomaly of the old dragon in the veins smaller. It's a waste of effort."
"Heh~ You're cowardly~"
The old man looked mocking.
"It's not that the ancestor looks down on you, you can love me more than the ancestor."
Xia Tuo: "..."
"You are the most cowardly old man, the younger generation is willing to bow down."
"It's good to know, I haven't lost against the patriarch."
After being bored by Lao Yuan, Xia Tuo turned and left the Earth Vein Cave.
After getting the same idea from Lao Yuan, he also understood that hunting and killing the beasts in the land-opening realm was imperative.
After resting for a day and adjusting his mood, Xia Tuo began to prepare for the tribe's promotion.
Now that you've met it, it's over.
Stretching out the head and retracting the head is also a slash. Besides, even if he wanted to cover up, it was just to make himself feel at ease. If Dayin really wanted to peek at Bianhuang, he really couldn't stop it.
Soon, he went to Qianya Valley to find the old Shenhou.
Seeing Xia Tuo coming, the old Shenhou said, "Are you all ready?"
"I've been preparing for it all along, but now it's just in front of me."
Xia Tuo groaned softly, the matter of being promoted to the Marquis Department had been prepared for a long time for the entire Daxia family.
"Are you going to use the Wulin Jiao to show your strength?"
The old Shenhou naturally knew about Hou Bu's promotion.
Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo shook his head lightly and said, "If you can choose, the Wulin Jiao is not the best choice.
This sixth-order ferocious beast is too cunning.
It has been more than a hundred years since we captured Qianya Valley, and this Wulin Jiao never made a move, but kept peeping, obviously looking for our weak points, and wanted to kill us with one blow.
If such a guy is in danger, he will probably go deeper into the wild ancient land. "
"This land in the northwest, we only know about the ferocious beasts in the Land Opening Realm, but we have no other choice."
At this time, Xia Tuo's expression became serious.
"I like the one on the south side."
"Demon Lord!"
Hearing the sound, the old Shenhou's expression froze.
"Why do you have such an idea?"
It's no wonder that the old god is hesitant. Judging from his understanding of Xia Tuo over the years, Xia Tuo has never been the kind of person who does not know how to advance and retreat, who is arrogant and arrogant. , even if it is postponed or even not done.
This time, how could there be such a radical idea!
High-speed text hand-typed chapter list of the strongest tribe in the ages