The Strongest Tribe

Standing on the shipwreck, Xia Tuo kept looking at the various animal patterns on the ship. Compared with the rough and pictographic style of the wild land, the animal patterns on the ship looked much more delicate and soft.

The decorative halls, altar patterns, and kui patterns depicted by the Bianhuang Departments are mostly abstract and godlike, with simple lines, often with a few strokes, which outlines a rough and specious appearance.

And the portrayal on this big ship has begun to outline the complete shape of the god, which makes it clear at a glance.

To put it simply, the style of Bianhuang is clumsy than the shape is more important than the god, and the portrayal on the big ship emphasizes both **** and shape.

"Patriarch, there are people in the ship building."

Soon, Xia Tuo saw people, a total of 108 people, all squeezed in the ship building, sitting on the ship board with the mysterious pattern of the mysterious bird, there was no vitality long ago, and everyone was left. A withered bone was dropped, and the robe clung to the bone.

Supernatural.

Seeing the leader exuding pale golden withered bones, even if it had fallen, still permeating a faint majesty, Xia Tuo recognized his strength in his lifetime.

After the leader, there are six Divine Hidden Realm withered bones, and the rest have Heavenly Vein Realm and Open Mountain Realm.

Before dying, they worshipped the black bird.

"The patriarch, after checking that there is no damage to this big ship, the core of the witchcraft simply checked and found no damage."

Not long after, Elder Mu came and replied to Xia Tuo.

The boat was not broken, but the people on the boat died clean, plus sitting cross-legged on the black bird **** pattern before dying, this scene looked very strange.

"What's in the cabin."

"I have checked it. It is a colored jar with a black bird pattern."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

"Patriarch, be careful, this ship is probably a sacrificial ship."

The old man from Tomb Jue came in a hurry, holding several copies of silk in his hands, his expression was a bit solemn.

As he spread out the plain silk in his hands, every picture above shows the supremacy of the black bird, and some of them are worshipping the black bird.

"Patriarch, we are far from the wilderness, but the civilization of the human race in the frontier is passed down from the domains. Although it develops somewhat differently over time, the original intention will remain the same."

After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo asked, "Is there a skull in the colored pot in the cabin below?"

"Yes." The old man Tomb Jue nodded, and then said: "I went in to investigate, and saw that there was a cracked colored pot with a head filled with it, and his complexion was still ruddy as when he had just died."

"Let the tribe members temporarily withdraw from the ship."

Without hesitation, Xia Tuo ordered.

"Patriarch, let's stop investigating?"

"The ship can't run right here." Xia Tuo turned to look at Elder Mu, and then said: "It's better to be careful before you figure it out."

For the Longevity Sect, in his opinion, it is even more terrifying than the slave hall. These people worship the mysterious bird and pursue immortality. The secret method cannot be judged by common sense at all. Who knows if this big ship has any successors.

On the second day, Qiao'er arrived and began to take the tribe to explore the big ship. What really interested the tribe of this ship was the construction method and the witch formation, the power core of the ship. The rest of the things seemed secondary. .

For the next few days, nothing strange happened, Xia Tuo's heart gradually fell, and there were not so strict restrictions on the tribe's boarding of the ship.

"Uncle, the witch formation on the ship has been portrayed, but there are many witch charms that are the first to come into contact with them, and need to be brought back to the clan for careful study."

In the stone palace in the big camp, Qiao'er walked briskly, and the witch print on the center of his eyebrows became more and more lingering around the moon, as if a osmanthus tree grew from within.

"So we can't master it in a short time."

Hearing that, Qiao'er nodded, this is also something that can't be helped. Witchcraft is profound and profound. It is a secret technique deduced by the human race over the years based on the changes of heaven and earth, and the combination of each other is vast like stars.

"If we can cross the great waters to the north and head to the Green Continent, we will be able to obtain more witchcraft secrets."

Regarding Qiao'er's whimsical imagination, Xia Tuo said with a smile: "If we can cross the Qinglong~~"

As he said, Xia Tuo's voice stopped.

"What's wrong, Uncle?"

Seeing Xia Tuo suddenly fell into thought, Qiao'er was a little unclear, so she didn't say anything just now, just because of feelings.

"Yes, what if we can really survive the Qinglong Water?"

Xia Tuo's eyes suddenly lit up in silence.

The border is barren because it is blocked from all sides and is cut off from other regions of the wild land, so both martial arts and witchcraft civilization are far inferior to other human land.

Da Xia lives in the northwest corner of the wilderness, and to the south is a few great uncles, but the martial arts and witchcraft civilization in the wilderness is inherently inferior to the wild domains. In addition, it has been under the coercion of the great demon for thousands of years, and the lost heritage is not known.

The frontier cannot be obtained from the inside, so why not think of a way from outside.

Cross the Qinglong water!

If it weren't for Qiao'er to wake him up, Xia Tuo would have forgotten that his tribe had a Qinglongshui native. Lao Yuan had lived for so long and had assisted Longjun. Is Qinglongshui unfamiliar with him?

If Lao Yuan spit out, crossing Qinglongshui would not be difficult.

...

A day later, at the small hill on the west side of Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo couldn't help but shook his head as he looked at the ordinary herbs growing in the cracks of the rocks.

"Old Ying."

No response.

After thinking about it, Xia Tuo felt that it might seem unsafe to call Lao Yuan and it was easy to be noticed.

"Turtle..."

"I'm called Yunzu."

Then, the voice sounded like this in Xia Tuo's spiritual world.

"Yuan~~"

"Don't shout, do you want revenge on the ancestor, deliberately."

Here Xia Tuo just spoke, and was immediately stopped by the voice of the old man.

"What's the matter, you helped the ancestor get a ray of soul out of trouble, and the ancestor also helped you block the supernatural powers. The cause and effect last time was over."

The corner of Xia Tuo's mouth smiled, and you just said it. He was afraid of the old tortoise in the water before, but now, the situation is different. Feng Shui takes turns.

"Back then, you wanted to kill me in the Azure Dragon Water. If it weren't for my life, I'm afraid I would have burped long ago. What do you think of this hatred?"

"If you have something to say, the water I have drunk is larger than the water you have ever seen."

"I want to cross the Qinglong River to the Green Continent."

Xia Tuo didn't hide it, and said in a deep voice, "You always show me the way. The thing you wanted to kill me before was completely cancelled, and I will never mention it again."

When the voice fell, Lao Yuan didn't say a word, as if he was caught in the opportunity. After a long time, he said quietly: "You still bear your grudges."

"..."

"You can't get through the Qinglong water. You may still have a chance to change to another person. You can't."

"Why?"

"The ancestor finally escaped. If the old dragon knew that I had a glimmer of life, he would not keep his hands. The ancestor I have only lived for more than 30,000 years and I am still young."

When the voice fell, Lao Yuan asked aloud: "What are you doing in Qingzhou?"

"Learning."

Xia Tuo replied.

"Daxia nests in this corner. If you don't communicate with the outside world, there will be no big development. If Daxia doesn't develop, how long do you think the power of totem can conceal your aura?"

"The ancestor has been petrified, and I can live still for 20,000 years. Sending you away is just a night's sleep."

"..."

"One more sleep will send your grandson away."

"..."

"Don't worry, with the ancestors, your Xia tribe can be passed on for at least 20,000 years. Isn't it safe and stable like this?"

"Are you not taking revenge?"

For Xia Tuo, what he didn't want to meet was this kind of shameless rascal.

"The ancestors of revenge are not in a hurry. Our turtle clan has always relied on strength to convince people."

Lao Yuan said softly. He used to be trapped underwater and was in a violent mood, so he ran out to make waves from time to time, but now he walked out of the water, he was in a happy mood and his sleep was fragrant.

"Woo~~"

The next moment, Xia Tuo groaned softly.

In an instant, in the purple ocean above Tianlu Mountain, a whining like a loach appeared in front of Xia Tuo.

"what is wrong."

"Don't use your innate totem power to shelter this old turtle."

"Okay."

After that, Wuwu agreed.

"To cross the Qinglong Water, you need to cross the central area of ​​the aquarium, so it is easy to be noticed by the Dragon Palace. You can go down the river to Zhurongyu. Anyway, you want to learn art, whether it is to Qingzhou area or Zhurongyu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ same."

If you didn't say that, it was over.

A smile appeared at the corner of Xia Tuo's mouth, and the old turtle was indeed dishonest.

"You said how to get to Zhurongyu."

"I will give you a map of the waterway, which can bypass the major aquarium sites and dangerous places in the water, but the ancestors can't go with you. You can go by boat."

Soon, Xia Tuo got the map of the waterway to Zhurongyu. It was Lao Yuan who directly passed it to his spiritual world. By the time he drew the map of the waterway, one day had passed.

From Daxiabu straight down to the east, you can only enter the Burial Dragon Beach, which is one of the many dangerous places in the Qinglong Water. People who are not familiar with the waterway will mostly die when entering the Qinglong Water.

The Burial Dragon Beach has a radius of one million li, swallowing all the lives that pass through water or underwater, even the King of Open Heaven will be lost in it.

Going straight down to the east does not mean that you can walk close to the shore. The river bank line is ups and downs, and the water is full of dangerous vortices. If you don't get much, you will be buried under the water.

With the map of the waterway, Xia Tuo’s idea of ​​going out and stealing the teacher to learn art was put on the agenda. Now it is the best time for the Daxia Department. The Southern Luoshui, Huashe, and Kuilei have all been affected by the Linghe Department. The curse of each family shrank, licking their wounds.

Without too much hesitation, Xia Tuo summoned the elders of the clan to start preparations.

First of all, the clan needs to build a big boat that can withstand wind and waves, so as to ensure that it will go down the river. After the clan discussion, the clan gets busy.

Giant trees that have grown in the Lingzhou Region for many years have been cut down one by one and dragged out of the ancient land. Each of the giant trees has a thickness of more than ten feet, and the texture is as hard as iron.

At the same time, tens of thousands of slaves began to build docks in a branch of Qinglong water in Beiqiu, and giant trees from Lingzhou gathered towards Beiqiu.