The Strongest Tribe

This is what Xia Tuo is thinking about these days. What manuscripts for sacrificial offerings to the heavens and what Taoist rhymes are all superficial phenomena, and the true meaning lies in only two words.

　　 Blood Festival!

　　 Yes, God also needs a bribe.

　　 Heaven and earth are inhumane and all things are humble dogs. The world and all souls are under the envelope of the rules of heaven and earth. To put it cruelly, everything in the wild land is the slave of heaven.

　　 Offering sacrifices to the Tianli Clan, to put it plainly is not to please God.

　　 Take killing as a sacrifice, the cultivation of all spirits absorbs the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, the death of the warrior, the blood sacrifice of the creatures, is equivalent to returning these to the heaven and the earth.

　　 God is satisfied, you can fake the fox, hunt the Quartet on behalf of the heavens, establish Wangting Town Quartet, and entrust the princes.

　　 Of course, as the king's court that governs the Quartet, it should be called the Order of Heaven!

Surrounded by 　　 purple air, Xia Tuo opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. Looking at the big tripod under the seat, the script for offering sacrifice to heaven was simple.

　　 doesn't need to be so complicated. What God needs is sacrifices, so just tell the God Xia tribe the geometry of the tribute.

　　 "Woohoo."

　　 The next moment, Xia Tuo yelled at Uu.

　　 "Hey, here it is."

　　 Suddenly, the promise was crisp.

　　 slammed into Xia Tuo's body following Wuwu, the blue light overflowed, and a glowing figure appeared in the pupils of Xia Tuo's eyes, and he began to control the purple energy and fall into the cauldron.

　　 Daxia Bu, I would like to tell the **** of heaven with my sincerity. Today, Daxia has established a tribe, gathers the veins and popularity for luck, and offers special sacrifices to the gods.

　　 "Uncle A."

　　 Qiao'er who came to the top of the Tianlu Mountain, looked at the characters carved out one by one on the big cauldron, couldn't help covering her mouth with surprise in her eyes.

　　 This is different from the manuscript for the sacrifice of heaven that she and Wuwu performed, and it is even more different from the manuscript of Lu Yushi's few days. It is too simple.

　　 "It's okay."

　　 Xia Tuo waved his hand, indicating that Qiaoer was fine.

　　 "Qiaoer, you don't need to worry about the rhyme of heaven, earth, and earth, which will be portrayed by the Dading in the future. The heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars pattern on the Dading do not need to be recorded for now."

"Oh."

　　 Qiao'er nodded in a daze. She still believed Xia Tuo's words. Since Auntie said that there is no need to understand the rhyme of heaven and earth, she will not do it for the time being.

　　 "Then this big tripod?"

　　 Qiao'er's eyes fell on the cauldron and couldn't help asking.

　　 "For the time being, I will accumulate the purple energy on Tianlu Mountain with the luck of the clan, and you still need to summon the spiritual veins."

　　 "Hmm." Soon Qiaoer left the top of the Tianlu Mountain, and Xia Tuo again ordered the Foundry Hall to start casting the great cauldron.

　　……

　　 Nine large tripods, five squares and four rounds, after nearly a year, the number of half-demon tribes sacrificed alone exceeded one hundred thousand.

　　 can be said to be a tripod made of blood. Nine great tripods stood on the sky furnace. Xia Tuo painted the same god-sacrificing text on each of them, except that Xia Tuo did not depict a rune.

　　 Jiudingcheng, the next step is to sacrifice to the sky.

　　 Damn old loach of the spirit vein.

　　 Even if the eldest girl enters the bridal chamber, she should have come out after screaming for a few years. The old loach is hanging on him with iron heart, but will not come out.

　　 Family Hall.

　　 Each elder sits on both sides.

　　 Xia Tuo took a look and found that the evil spirit on the left seat was absent, and then asked: "The evil elder has not returned yet?"

　　 Before casting Jiuding, he used 100,000 half-demon blood sacrifices at once, so he sent the elders of the clan to search for the monsters in the Eternal Realm.

　　 After all, the land tens of thousands of miles around can't be so clean. There is no demon.

"Elder Bai and Elder Tomb, these years of the clan are also looking for the purple blood fruit, but they are not lucky and never found it. However, once the clan is established to worship the sky, the heaven and the earth will come, and there will be a chance to fall, two The elders must seize the opportunity."

　　 Xia Tuo's voice sounded, speaking to the two old men in the hall.

　　 "Especially Elder Bai, the curse rooted in your blood may also be eradicated."

"Yes."

　　 After nodding slightly, Xia Tuo said to the other elders: "It is an opportunity for the entire tribe to sacrifice to the heavenly standing clan. If the order is passed on, all the tribes who are out of the country will rush back to the tribe from now on."

　　 "Open the clan library and release three times the resources to the totem fighters in the clan. Everyone strives to improve their strength and ensure that they are in the strongest state."

"Yes."

　　 "Elder Hong, you took Sanqian Xiawei to Yaoshan and Yaowo Mountains in person, and escorted the detained half-demon back. Elder Qingling followed along the way."

"Yes."

　　……

　　 Instructed the good people to make preparations before establishing a clan. Xia Tuolai has been guiding spirits for many years in the underground rivers and caves, and the old loach can be described as oil and salt.

　　 Otherwise, he won't demote the old leader to the old loach.

　　……

　　 In fact, the aura old dragon crawling under the blue dragon is also very entangled. As an old dragon who has developed a sense of wisdom, the boy sitting in the old age made him very sad.

　　 For the heaven and earth true spirits derived from the spirit veins, this kind of human-like emotion is very dangerous, and it is easy to disperse yourself in this way.

　　 He has slept under the blue dragon water for thousands of years. He didn't expect that this thing will become richer as it sinks. Do you think Qilong does not?

　　 The true spirit of heaven and earth is called innate life because it has no father and no mother. It is born from heaven and earth, and there is no seven emotions and six desires that come from a flesh and blood body. This is also the reason why innate true spirits are easily detached.

　　 But it happened that he hadn't cultivated to the realm of transformation, and he had human-like feelings, which was very embarrassing. Zhan continued to rationalize and chaos, and the more he was struggling, the more chaotic, he was almost annoying.

　　 "Old leader, if you have something unspeakable, please talk about it."

　　 At this time, Lao Long's ears tightened and he heard the sound coming from the void.

　　 "Is it possible that you want to keep the festival for the eternal tribe. That is something the ladies do. You are a spirit dragon, shouldn't you pursue transcendence?"

　　 "I keep a fart festival."

　　 Linglong shook his head. If he wanted to keep the festival, he would not have broken his claws from the Eternal Mountain Range, but it is undeniable that it was the inherited popularity of the Eternal Youth that made him what he is today.

　　 He is just a little confused now, just like human cultivation, to find his own way, he is looking for his own way.

　　 For a time, the head of the spirit dragon rose from the bottom of the water, and the huge dragon head stirred the water.

　　 He was lost just now.

　　 He was lost!

　　 Thoughts appeared in the big dragon eyes, and he was walking further and further on the road of seven emotions and six desires.

　　 It's so difficult to be a simple spirit dragon.

　　 It is said that you are sleeping well. When you are happy, you can swallow the aura that drifts between the heavens and the earth, and when you are unhappy, it will directly transform into a spiritual crystal. How can you have emotions?

　　 For a while, the old dragon realized a little. It seemed that he would sleep under the water for thousands of years. It was still like this. His thoughts had been born, like a spider web spreading everywhere.

　　……

　　 "I keep a fart festival."

　　 Within the dark river cave, Xia Tuogang wanted to continue speaking, and there was a roar in his ear, the sound was thunderous, and his brain buzzed.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the aura surrounding him as if it had boiled, and it actually began to violent. Between the auras tumbling, a slender dragon head appeared. The gods are handsome and the dragon horns are like golden coral. Hui.

　　 "Old Loach!"

　　 Hearing the words, the old dragon manifested in the aura mist suddenly had his eyes frozen.

See you!

　　 "Hey, Lao Long Lao Long, how can we count as friends after so many years of divine friendship."

Suddenly Xia Tuo yelled, and all of this he was extremely confident that this spirit dragon was absolutely refined. No wonder the Wangu tribe was so tyrannical back then, like the little overlord, both of them were the uncles, fighting against other uncles, and killing them. The big demon Hou.

　　Is the spirit channel of this method still the spirit channel?

Yes!

　　 "Let’s talk about it. You stay underwater without the blessing of humanity and luck, and you will inevitably go downhill in the future. Now our Xia tribe is on the verge of a foothold. How good we are to complement each other."

　　 After a few breaths of spiritual energy, it finally became flat again, and the old dragon did not leave.

　　 "When I was in Qinglongshui, I met a young man. The first time I met was a little younger than you, that person was called Wangu."

"Later this young man gathered people fishing on the shore and established a small tribe. Later, he offered sacrifices to the Tianli tribe. I became the vein of this tribe. Until the tribe was destroyed, I cut off a dragon claw. Returned to Qinglongshui."

　　 The old dragon head looked at the sacred gold veins under Xia Tuo's buttocks, which had already been excavated in dire condition.

Xia Tuo listened quietly, and felt that the old dragon was not simple. He had a kind of human cultivator who appeared in front of him instead of the spiritual veins. The emotional changes in the eyes of the old dragon could not deceive people. It shouldn't be the emotional fluctuation that an innate and psychic vein should have.

　　 But such emotional fluctuations happened to appear on the spirit dragon transformed by a spiritual vein~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This seems weird.

　　 It made him think it was the reincarnation of some old monster, and then he didn't get better, and he was reincarnated on the spirit vein. I have never heard of this, but it does not mean that it does not exist.

　　 "The scenes of the year have always been lingering in the memory of my innate true soul, and I can't be driven away." The old dragon shook his head, causing the aura to turn into a vortex.

　　 "The congenital spiritual veins and true spirits have the same emotions as human beings, you said, how should I understand good luck, old dragon."

　　 Xia Tuo pondered for a moment and said: "The ruthless person is like a cold stone, cold, like a day for thousands of years. What is good? Since it has derived human-like intelligence, who can conclude that this is not a chance?"

　　 "Thinking is like a net, but it is better to be sparse."

　　 "Since so many years have passed, you have been cutting through these memories. In this case, try to re-enter the world and feel the good fortune of the world. Maybe you will walk out of the road of the world."

　　 Xia Tuo looked at the old dragon lightly.

　　 Actually, all of the above words were made by him! ! !

　　 He just wants to keep the old dragon of spiritual energy in front of him. The tribe is about to establish a clan, it is not easy to find a spiritual vein, and it is even more difficult to find such a powerful spiritual vein.

　　 As for the role of this old dragon of spiritual veins, the Wangu tribe has already proved it, but Wangu has such a good terrain, he makes waves on his own, and cannot blame others.

　　 Therefore, we must keep the old dragon.

　　I'm so witty, able to say such a profound word, it's just like every word.