The Strongest Tribe

Queshan Houguo, Dushan Island.

In recent years, the Que Ling family, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, has had a difficult time. The ancestors of the Que Ling family were conferred by the first king of the Great Yin and established the Que Ling Hou Kingdom.

In the past 40,000 years, the 108 vassals conferred by the former king of Great Yin back then, and there are not many inheritances left.

Over the long years, the Que Ling clan has also experienced ups and downs. For the Que Ling tribe, they believe that this will be the same as before, it will be a short-term downturn, and the Que Ling clan will eventually return to its grandeur.

Dushan Island, the Hall of the Magpie Spirit Clan.

Cough~~ Que Lingya coughed uncontrollably. In just a hundred years, his hair has been gray, his face is old, and his blood is no different from that of a twilight old man. His injuries are still getting worse. I guess It's hard to live a hundred years.

The grand occasion of breaking through the third step of opening up the land has completely become a thing of the past, and now he is just a wounded person lingering on his last breath.

Not only that, almost every moment, he has to bear the pain from his body, years of torment has made him unable to make a move.

In the family hall, there are many people, all of them are the elders of the Que Ling clan and the masters of the next country.

Back then, when the Great Yin King granted the title to the ancestor Que Ling, there were also a group of loyal warriors under the command of the ancestor Que Ling.

If everyone works together with you, there will be benefits afterwards, so it is natural for everyone to share it together. If you eat meat, you have to give others a drink of soup, right?

So in order to reward the meritorious deeds, the ancestors of Que Ling divided some places in the territory of Que Ling Hou Kingdom, gave them to the loyal warriors under their command to live, and established the uncle country subordinate to the Que Ling clan.

In addition, over the long years, in the process of inheriting the Que Ling clan, sometimes the patriarch of the Que Ling clan has many heirs, and sometimes more than one person is favored by him. The heirs of the country will also set aside a part of the land to establish the uncle country.

Nowadays, there are still nine Bo tribes who are vassals of Queshan Marquis. Of course, the territory owned by the Bo tribes of Queshan vassals is incomparable with the former Bobes in Bianhuang, and the area is relatively small. .

By the way, the nine vassals of the Bo Kingdom were half a year ago, and now they are still under the command of the Bobu of the Marquis of Queshan, and there are five more, all of whom have blood relations with the Queling family.

Bastard, when Liu Ling followed the ancestors, he had a place to live, but now he dares to betray our clan.

In the family hall,

An old elder of the Que Ling family, with gray beard and hair, was full of anger.

Just half a year ago, the Liumubo tribe, who relied on the westernmost part of the Queshan Hou tribe, broke away from Queshan. His uncle married the daughter of an elder from the Fubohou tribe in the west of the Queling clan.

At this moment, the invitation for marriage was placed on the wooden table in front of Que Lingdu.

Slap in the face!

Isn't this a proper slap in the face!

All the invitations have been sent to the clan, where will the Marquis of Queshan go?

We can't forget it like this. Back then, I, Que Ling, could grant him the seal, and now I can take it back.

Yes, it must not be so. Today there is Liumu, and there may be other uncles tomorrow.

I can't back down anymore, I must kill the chickens to warn the monkeys, and let them know that even if the ancestors of the Que Ling clan are gone, they are not so confidant!

The elders of the Que Ling clan shouted loudly, making the faces of the other five uncles in the hall a little ugly. What does this mean? Isn't this pointing fingers at Sang and scolding Huai!

The remaining five uncles in the family hall are all descendants of the Que Ling clan, and their ancestors are also direct blood descendants of a certain generation of the Que Ling clan. , The ancestral hall and the ancestral temple were established.

Of course, even though they were all from the Que Ling family, their blood relationship has already been out of control over the years.

Patriarch!

Being woken up by the shouts of the elders in the clan, Que Ling felt a little bitter. Since he took over the Que Ling clan, the Que Ling clan has been suffering from bad luck these years, and now many people in the clan are dissatisfied with him.

I'll go. Que Lingya coughed loudly.

Old patriarch, you~

Que Lingya said: Ahem~ Que Ling's so far, the real root lies with me. If I hadn't made a mistake in my decision, it wouldn't be like this. Since Liumu wants to leave my Que Ling, let them go .

My majestic Que Ling clan has been passed down for 40,000 years. I have never seen such a big storm. Now it is just a temporary decline. There is nothing to be afraid of.

After all, Que Lingya was the patriarch of the previous generation, who had been in charge of the Que Ling clan for thousands of years, even though he was severely injured now, but his prestige was still there. When he opened his mouth, many elders who had just shouted were silenced one by one.

Elder Wanfa is still walking in the Nine Ridge Palace, and I, the Queling clan, still have the town clan's magic soldiers, so we can't be defeated!

Que Lingya looked at the elders in the main hall, and felt powerless. How did the dignified Que Ling get into this situation? It was really a wall that was pushed down by everyone. Que Ling just showed a little weakness, and everyone around him rushed up to take a bite .

At this moment, there were noises outside the clan hall, chaotic footsteps, and the crowing of eagles.

For a moment, Que Ling, who was bored in his heart, shouted loudly, Who is making noise outside the door?

boom boom boom~

Outside the family hall, a dusty middle-aged man staggered into the main hall, he didn't pay attention to the people in the hall, he opened his mouth and shouted: Old ancestor~ the old ancestor has reincarnated and returned!

what!

In an instant, everyone in the entire family hall was stunned for a moment before reacting.

What did you say, say it again.

In the blink of an eye, a group of elders surrounded the middle-aged man who rushed in.

Really, Que Ling Shan, please say it again.

At the top of the main hall, Que Lingya and Que Ling looked at each other, and then Que Ling roared, rushed down from their seats, and pushed aside the surrounding elders.

Get out of the way!

Que Lingdu, who rushed into the crowd, grabbed Que Lingshan, brought it to his eyes, and asked, Que Lingshan, do you know what you're talking about!

Now in the entire clan, who doesn't know that the ancestor went to the ruins of the Bianhuang God Kingdom and was swallowed up by the ruins, not only the ancestors of his clan, but also the many descendants of the ancient clan, and even the strong in the Tiger Guards .

Some things can't be said nonsense.

Really, really, the ancestor's natal divine weapon, Xuanhuang Tianji~

Que Lingshan, who was being carried, waited for the big eyes, and said loudly: My ancestor's black and yellow halberd, I saw my ancestor's black and yellow halberd, I can't be wrong.

Xuanhuang Euphorbia!

All of a sudden, the elders in the temple surrounded him again, shouting in disorder.

Where is the ancestor, tell me quickly.

Let's go, let's welcome our ancestors back.

Haha, the sky will never destroy my soul.

The ancestor returns and lives out the third life, my soul is blessed by God!

...

Que Ling held Que Lingshan's hand, and slowly let go, only feeling that the weight of the million jun on his body was much lighter. It was really hard for him, the leader of Que Ling clan, all these years.

You can't be wrong, the ancestor's natal weapon Xuanhuang Tianji, if there is any basis for reincarnated people, apart from the awakened consciousness, it is the natal weapon with you.

The Xuanhuang Tianji is a divine weapon that the ancestor has cultivated for two lifetimes, and it is impossible for others to obtain it easily.

The ancestor must have encountered danger in the ruins of the Kingdom of God, and then was forced to step into the reincarnation ahead of time. God blessed the spirit and allowed the ancestor to reincarnate safely and return.

Quick, get ready to meet the ancestor!

Que Ling, who had been suppressed for a hundred years, seemed to erupt at this moment like a volcano that had been accumulated for a long time.

Over the past hundred years, the fortunes of the clan have been defeated, and the surrounding tribes continue to oppress Que Ling. When the ancestors return, those who bit the Que Ling will spit out their meat.

Greet the ancestors, return to the clan!

...

Frontier barren, big summer.

In the Wanyu Garrison on the west side of Phoenix City, Lingtian surrounds the garrison. There are waves of wheat in the eyes, and there are many figures in the farmland who are busy with their heads bowed.

In a large stone courtyard in the northwest of the garrison, there was a voice. In the center of the courtyard stood a witch plow.

Each rake tooth is as thick as an arm, with an extremely sharp bottom, and there are runes and patterns on the surface.

Here we come. Outside the stone courtyard, Lin Tong led a group of wild cattle that had been tamed, put the pole in front of Wu Li on the wild cattle, and began to drive the wild cattle forward.

The nine plow blades had a faint black light and did not sink into the soil. They were dragged by the wild cattle and left the stone courtyard, and soon came to a small wasteland among the spiritual fields.

The soil in the wasteland was undulating, and a group of young people had been busy here for half a year. At this moment, Huang Niu pulled Wu Li into the wasteland, and was immediately surrounded by a group of people.

The people in the Wanyu Guardhouse have long been familiar with the strangeness. The wizard who knows this group of young people is researching a tool that can help them level the land.

This is a strange thing, a high-ranking wizard is still in charge of farming with mud legs. I heard that when I was in the tribe, the wizard would not go out to hunt.

Hurry up, inlay the beast core.

Under the urging of everyone, a girl named Meng Ling took out a second-order beast core from the small animal skin bag she carried, and embedded it in the groove at the top of Wuli.

hum!

Immediately, the sinking of energy made Wuli's body brighten up, and the winding lines were connected together, covering nine plow teeth, and there was a faint buzzing sound.

Ah Huang let's go.

The old desolate ox heard the call and began to drag the plow forward. The nine plow teeth were two feet long, and all of them were submerged in the soil. With the dragging of the old ox, a large piece of soil was turned up.

On the overturned soil, there was a faint wave seeping into the soil.

It's dead, let's see if it's a millet worm.

It's true, the millet worm is really bad. It hides in the ground and eats the roots of corn. It's not easy to find. When it's found, the corn has withered.

That's all right now. When leveling the land, kill the millet worms hidden under the soil first.

Look, it's the eggs of feather moths.

Also, that's the fat worm.

...

Seeing the corpses of many small bugs appearing on the overturned soil, the people around suddenly chattered.

Farmers hate these bugs in the soil the most, eating their own crops.

This Wu Li is really powerful.

Seeing that the witch array carved on the rake can really kill the bugs hidden in the soil, the young people around the rake were very happy.

This is the first witch tool they made. Although the structure is very simple, it is just a witch array carved on the original plow rake, and a witch magic sound wave pattern is added. , but has great benefits.

It's just a few small patterns, but I didn't expect it to have such a big effect.

The Patriarch was right, the real magic is the practice of learning.

...

At this moment, Xia Tuo, who made an ancestor for the Que Ling clan, was looking for a spirit tree to hang himself in the summer garden, and he was so mad at him.

To him, the majestic Great Xia patriarch, there is such a stupid brat.

This account hasn't been raised yet, is it necessary to open a small account?

Xia Qianyuan, who was standing in front of Xia Tuo, looked at his father pitifully, and said aggrievedly: Father, I heard from others that there is a kind of bird in the wilderness. Fly~~fly...

Get out!

Before Xia Qianyuan finished flying, Xia Tuo couldn't bear it anymore, and waved the little bastard to get out.

No, so he is not an old bastard.

Come back, who did you listen to this story?

It's Aunt Qiao'er. He said you told Grandpa Wu about it.

Go back to me...

It was said that Xia Qianyuan ran faster, and he would be a fool to go back.

After pouring the water from the pottery cup on the wooden table, Xia Tuo was just now on fire in his heart, and Xia Qianyuan, the boy, has recently destroyed him.

Master, junior brother is already very powerful, and a baby at this age is already at the forefront. Outside the stone pavilion, the standing people spoke in twos and threes, and when they saw Xia Tuo coming and going, they subconsciously touched their own the back of the head.

Putting down the cup in his hand, Xia Tuo lamented that he would not know how hard it is to be a father if he is not a father. This is simply a sudden cardiac arrest.

Recently, his temper has obviously risen.

Chirp~

With a soft cry, a blue-purple divine light shot from outside the garden and landed in front of Xia Tuo. Zi Luan opened his mouth and spit out a jade talisman, which Xia Tuo waved and landed in front of his eyes.

The spiritual thoughts were submerged in the jade talisman, and Xia Tuo immediately sensed the situation inside.

It was Qiaoer who passed it back, and asked him to select young people in the family to prepare for the reform of the family. It has to be said that young people are flexible in mind and have no customary constraints.

Farm tools are made.

Putting down the jade talisman in his hand, Xia Tuo showed a smile. For witchcraft, making some small farm tools is nothing short of simple. What is missing is a concept of thinking.

These few witchcraft apprentices and sorcerers can improve farm tools. A small farm tool may seem inconspicuous, but it can increase the yield of spiritual rice when it is used well. One mu of land can produce more than one stone of rice. Daxia has hundreds of millions Lingtian, how much output will be increased, and how many people can be fed.

To be honest, it's really just a lack of a concept.

Food, clothing, shelter, and transportation are also the embodiment of human civilization, not just martial arts.

If the frontier barren land can be reclaimed and the people prosperous, the power of the frontier barren may not be able to compete with the royal courts outside the region.

Unknowingly, Xia Tuo's mind also swelled a little.

If there is no shortage of people and resources, it is equivalent to laying the foundation for martial arts practice. Therefore, the construction of the grassroots is also very important. Without the foundation of ordinary people, how can high-level martial arts be forged.

Now the problem of Daxia is still the accumulation of background.

Outside the Xia Garden, there was a young man wearing the costume of the Great Xia Totem God pattern, holding a stack of scrolls and jade slips, walking towards the Xia Garden.

Report to Patriarch, here are the documents from various places yesterday.

The young man is the cabinet envoy of Xia Ge, and his task is to send a copy of the affairs handled by the clan the day before to Xia Yuan every day.

Since the last clan meeting, everyone in the clan suddenly discovered that the clan leader, who has always been lazy, has become diligent and pays attention to the affairs of the clan every day.

Xia Tuo pays attention to the clan family, not because of the promotion of those officers and warriors, and the share of salt and wine in those places, but because of the instability of those places, and the population, taxation, and output of spiritual fields in the various places under the clan clan.

Not long ago, he issued a decree that all local officials, within the city area under their jurisdiction, population, spiritual fields, and martial arts practice will all be considered as assessment items for promotion, and no promotion will be possible without any of them.

The Great Xia clan is most concerned about the population now, and if the population wants to increase, it needs to take into account Lingtian, local Jingping, medical treatment, and basic martial arts training, so Xia Tuo has begun to pay close attention to this aspect.

In short, Daxia's current family policy is people-oriented, and the population of military personnel in various places increases every year under the rule. How much it increases is a rigid indicator.

Of course, if the military masters from all over the place think this is an easy matter and let the clansmen in the city make babies at home, that won't work. The population has the corresponding medical care, training, food and housing to keep up.

Don't want a child to die before he grows up. When he grows up, he doesn't have the resources to carry out the initial martial arts training. This is also not acceptable.

Such people should be caught one by one, and those who are serious will be killed directly, and the ethnic group will be implicated, or they will be demoted to miners, or exiled to the wild and ancient land.

Anyway, Xia Tuo has become ruthless. The family needs a population. Now the family has a population of 7 billion. He has recuperated for a hundred years, or even two or three hundred years, so that everyone can let go of life.

Daxia is not a tribe outside the territory. The tribal system is implemented, and food is almost entirely dependent on hunting. Daxia has spiritual land, where there is land and land, there is food to eat. The so-called warmth and love, making babies is not a matter of course.

Even now, he wondered whether he should build a trumpet, as the head of the Great Xia family, to set an example for the whole family, to have more children and more fields.

Let's have a baby together.

The frontier is huge, even if it is not enough, there are still vast and endless barbaric ancient lands, as well as other regions of the Great Wilderness.

Having more children is the established basic family policy of Daxia, and it is guaranteed that there will be no change for at least three hundred years, and we must go on unswervingly!

In order to allow ordinary people to give birth safely, Xia Tuo, the patriarch, can be said to have broken his heart. He asked wizards to study farm tools, and asked the land and city gods to drive away ghosts. Anyway, everything is based on people's livelihood.

Looking at the many affairs brought back by the cabinet envoy one by one, Xia Tuo put them down. The clan policy of the clan has been distributed to the various places under the rule. For hundreds of years, the interior of Daxia has been relatively peaceful, and it has gone through many generations. Inherited by blood, the people have already turned their hearts to Daxia.

With many ethnic groups and returning to the family, Daxia's luck will be more and more prosperous, and his luck will be prosperous. Only then can he be qualified to resist the big pits dug for him by others, and then blow their heads one by one.

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