Chapter 357: Thoughts on witchcraft civilization

"What's the matter?"
The clansman half-crouched in front of Xia Tuo, with a piece of animal skin paper rolled into a cylinder with his hands, and slightly bowed his head and said, "Subordinates don't know."
Xia Tuo took the animal skin paper and opened it, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he commanded in the direction of Xia Ge: "The visitor has passed that the two elders of the Tomb of the Excavator Hall and the elders of Baiqiao Dianmu come here."
The wolf sent a message, saying that the ruins were found deep in the wild and ancient land of Lingzhou.
The ruins of Xia Tuo are very rare. After all, there is such a small inheritance from the living people in the border areas. There are all Xia tribes that can be collected. He can't get the ones that Xia tribe doesn't have. It is still possible to enrich the tribe inheritance with some underground ruins.
Soon, the two elders hurried forward, without much words, and the three of them headed towards Lingzhou.
After more than ten years of reclamation in Lingzhou, the land suitable for living has exceeded 1,500 miles from north to south, and from east to west. There are more than 800,000 slaves. In addition, there are more than 100,000 people who have immigrated here. .
As time went by, the number of slaves in Lingzhou was still increasing, and the slave market was occupied by a loss, otherwise there would not be so many people. In the vast ancient land, the land was sparsely populated.
After crossing Xishan City and entering Lingzhou, what you see is a land that is not very ups and downs. On the endless land, acres of ridges and ridges are intertwined with large tracts of spiritual rice. Many people are working in the field.
The three of them sat on the Great Wind Bird and went all the way west. Xia Tuo looked at the spiritual field below. Although it was only the lowest mortal-level low-grade spiritual rice, it contained a trace of aura, but for the slaves, it was enough to eat. Survived.
"Elder Mu, this is the animal power plow made in the temple."
Xia Tuo pointed to the spiritual field below and asked.
There are tame barren cattle on the ground below, dragging a two-meter-high beast plough to turn over the furrows and ridges in the spiritual field, and the coulter rushes through the thick soil, overturning on both sides.
Mu nodded and groaned softly: "The Hall of Hundred Skills is only based on what the patriarch said, so I dare not take credit."
"Elder Mu don't have to be arrogant, I just mentioned that how to do it was researched by Baiqiao Hall."
Xia Tuo waved his hand. He still knew something about the plow that plowed the field, so he told Baiqiaodian. This incident was just a small matter for him. After saying it, he would forget it. Later.
Compared with the border and wasteland, Lingzhou under the rule of tribes is more like a primitive farming society. There are no tribes here, only small settlements. They live by mountains and rivers. Slaves plow and grow spiritual rice in the back to feed the front. Slave logistics for pioneering ancient land.
Originally, he felt that the tribesmen on the wild land had hundreds of thousands of dollars of power in adulthood, and it was not easy to reclaim the fields, so he did not hold much hope for the effect of the animal power plow.
But now it seems that the body has power, it does not mean that it has skills, nor does it mean that it is efficient. The reason why people are different from beasts is that they can use tools.
Ming Dafengniao lowered the flying height, Xia Tuo looked up to the ground below, a large tract of spiritual field was cultivated on the flat ground, and a large amount of mountain forest was also preserved. There was the sound of beasts roaring in the mountain forest.
On the road between the settlements, there was an ox cart full of Lingmi, heading west.
Over the past ten years, Lingzhou has gradually developed into an independent social environment. The Daxia tribe is the heaven of this area, and all slaves are operating around Daxia.
Soon, Dafengniao passed a hill full of spiritual energy, within a radius of Xu's land, the mountains were lush and green, and the spirit bird sang.
"Patriarch, this is a medicinal garden in the Baicao Palace, which specializes in cultivating herbs of all ranks."
Mu pointed to the medicine mountain below and introduced to Xia Tuo. Now that there is the land of Lingzhou, the tribe is gradually becoming self-sufficient for the herbs cultivated by the tribe below the Tianmai realm, but the witch pharmacist is lacking.
Xia Tuo glanced at the hill below, and knew that there was a witchcraft spirit gathering formation on the hill. This is the only witchcraft formation currently mastered in the clan. Although the spiritual power was wasted a bit, it is better than nothing. .
There is a reckless atmosphere in the wild and ancient land, which has a good effect on the texture of the growth of herbs. Therefore, many medicinal fields and spiritual fields have been opened up here in this clan.
This is not the low-grade spiritual rice and ordinary rice grown on a large scale among slaves. Since it can be grown on a large scale, it means that the quality is not high and it is easy to pick up.
In the past ten years, Sinongdian has opened up a hundred acres of high-level spiritual fields in Lingzhou, and the highest-grade spiritual rice can be planted for the last time.
Among them, there are five acres of land where you can grow middle-grade spiritual rice, but there is no spiritual rice of this quality in the clan for the time being, and Sinongdian is still in search and cultivation.
The further west, the denser the boundless aura, and soon Gale Bird's flying height fell again, and the miasma began to fill the heights.
Don't look at Lingzhou just opening up a thousand miles to the west. In fact, there is a miasma buffer zone that is thousands of miles west of the border.
On the ground in the buffer zone, the dead branches and leaves, poisonous insects have almost been cleaned up, and the daily bonfires of the blast furnace that burned the miasma were raging.
Over time, the buffer zone will gradually spread out, and the interior will gradually become the Lingzhou region.
After Dafengniao took a few people into the buffer area, and went all the way to the northwest, a faint miasma drifted by from time to time, glowing with various colors, and some beast roars could be heard.
In the end, Gale Bird fell outside a large lake, and a large simple camp stood on the shore, with clan soldiers stationed inside to prevent the beast from attacking.
Slaves on the lake were driving rafts and casting nets to fish. The waves in the water were rolling, silver scales gleaming, and the large fishes were as big as a meter.
"Meet the patriarch."
Hearing the cries of the gale bird, the wolf led the people out of the camp to greet them.
Xia Tuo signaled that the wolf didn't need to be polite, looked around, and asked, "I think many people don't wear gas masks."
"The patriarch can rest assured that the miasma here is thin. After so many years of baptism in the miasma, the son Lang under his command has taken an unknown amount of detoxification voodoo, and has the ability to resist the miasma. In addition, wearing a gas mask is inconvenient to do things, so when the miasma is thin, everyone Not willing to wear a gas mask."
Looking around again, he found that the clansmen were indeed full of blood, not as if they were poisoned, he nodded and asked, "Where are the ruins."
"At the bottom of the lake."
Hearing that, Xia Tuo and the two elders looked towards the big lake in front of them. The big lake could not be seen at a glance, and the water was filled with thick mist.
Then the wolf said aloud: "Not long after the lake guard house was discovered, a large number of slaves arrived here, so the subordinates ordered people to fish as blood food. Unexpectedly, there are a lot of big fish in the water, and they are very cruel. The young slaves were swallowed, and the clan soldiers also fell into the water. When the clan soldiers were rescued, some of the clan members said that they saw a blazing light under the water, so the subordinates went to the water in person and found a sunken ship."
Hearing this, Xia Tuo was taken aback, and subconsciously looked around. This is a wild and ancient land, where the shipwreck came from.
"After the shipwreck was discovered, the subordinates have ordered people to explore the surrounding area of ​​the Great Lake. This lake has a wide area and has spread to the depths of the miasma in the northwest."
At this moment, Xia Tuo had a guess that the Great Lake might be connected to Qinglong Water.
"Go, go and see."
"Patriarch, there are so many fish in the bottom of the water, they are all attracted by the glow of the sunken ship."
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At the bottom of the Great Lake, a large ship that was one hundred meters long was half-sinked in the sand. A faint cyan glow was enveloped outside the ship, and runes loomed from time to time, preventing the water from rushing into the ship.
Outside the big ship, there are countless large and small swimming fishes, densely packed and unclear at all, one after another, the outside of the protective mask is covered with it, and there seems to be something attracting them.
After a brief investigation, Xia Tuo returned to the camp.
"The big ship is in the water, and there is a protective mask that can't detect the scene clearly, and if the protective mask is broken in the water, it will easily cause the lake to invert. Pull the big boat out of the water and explore again."
"The Hall of Inheritance Foundry Crafts Chains."
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Nowadays, the Xia tribe is no longer a small family. With Xia Tuo's order, five chains of gold exceeding a thousand feet were completed in just three days.
In order not to break the protective cover, the tribesmen built a huge raft, hollowed out the sand around the bottom of the boat, pushed the raft into the bottom of the big boat, and erected pillars around it to tie the chains.
Of course, we must praise the blackness in this process. It will scare away the countless fish surrounding the big boat, so that it is convenient for the people to do things. After all this is done, tens of thousands of slaves dragged the chains and started towing the big boat out of the water. come out.
The five chains were tightened by tens of thousands of slaves, and most of the chains sank in the water, making the sound of golden and iron humming, huge waves appeared in the lake, and countless big fish jumped out of the water in the vortex that was stirred up.
Hei Hei squatted on the shore, squatting his teeth left and right, and seeing Xia Tuo coming out of the camp, his eyes lit up, and he took a step towards Xia Tuo.
I patted the black head, this little guy is still pure blood for so many years, and has no intention of being promoted to the lord realm, but the dragon power on his body is getting heavier and heavier.
The black head had two small horns with a dark blue color, and the limbs were much stronger than the dragon, and the body did not look like a slender dragon, it looked very strong.
Starting from a few years ago, the black body began to float with a faint mist, and the little guy would start raining in a small area at every turn.
Because of this little magical power, Hei Hei is now the beast of the Tribe Baicao Hall and the Sinong Hall. Many girls in the two halls are simply holding them in the palms of their hands. They don’t know how many herbs they want to eat. Promotion.
Wow!
The big ship sunk in the lake slowly dragged out of the water. On the half-elliptical guardian mask, runes loomed, and the blue black bird was flying.
Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo's eyes twitched.
He has seen the mysterious form of the bird.
On the guardian mask, a black bird with nine-color wings, full of cyan light, interweaves and wanders, sometimes spreads its wings and soars, sometimes turns into a cyan rune.
After the big ship was completely pulled to the shore, everyone could clearly see the appearance of the entire big ship. The hull was covered with reliefs, all kinds of dragons and flying fish, even the tiny nail-like lines were very clear.
The bow is a big dragon head, towering like a hill, and the dragon eyes are inlaid with two black beast cores, each of which is the size of a head, and a dragon shadow is looming inside.
This is a lord-level flood dragon beast core.
Click.
Without the water of the lake, the guardian mask shattered outside the ship, and the runes shattered, turning into radiant light and splashing everywhere.
Xia Tuo stepped on the big ship, and the ship exuded a faint smell of decay, and wherever he could see, ancient animal patterns were painted.
For these animal patterns, the old man tomb jue was delighted, which was his favorite thing to dabble.
"Patriarch, this is not the beast pattern of our border wasteland. Look at the beast patterns everywhere on the ship, the black bird pattern is honored, even the real dragon will fall under the nine-color black bird."
"Look here, this should be a sacrificial ceremony."
The old man Tomb Jue kept looking around the portrayal, Xia Tuo glanced over and saw the portrayed sacrificial ceremony.
After the girls bathed and baptized, each figure offered sacrifices to the black bird, and then the head would be cut off and placed in a jar painted with black bird patterns to seal it. As for the body, it fell into a strange place and turned into Drops of blood.
At this moment, he was quite sure that this was the big ship from the Longevity Sect.
The whole ship is filled with the atmosphere of respecting the mysterious bird, and the highest part of all the murals is the shadow of the mysterious bird.
"Come here, copy all these things, and I want to take them back and study them carefully."
The old man in Tomb Jue yelled, every time he received a portrayal, he couldn't help but yelled with excitement. The people from the Scavenger Palace that he brought with him began to spread out the plain silk and put them on the portrayal to prepare for copying.
"There is also this mural, which must be completely and clearly copied."
"That one too."
In this scene, Xia Tuo's mouth twitched, and turned his head to not look at them. A group of prodigal gadgets didn't know how to save a bit. It's hard for the tribe of these gadgets to know or not.
The busy people of the tribe don’t know what the head of the family thinks. At this moment, they are busy rubbing and engraving. The murals and text on the ship are obviously different from those in the border and wasteland. Maybe they can bring them back to study and study to make other discoveries.
On the other side, the shipbuilders of Baiqiao Palace are also looking at the entire ship.
From the time when Beiqiu discovered the overturned ship, the craftsmen of the clan had thoroughly understood the secrets behind the construction of the ship, and the shipbuilding skills of the Daxia tribe even formally laid the foundation, compared with most of the borderlands~EbookFREE.me ~Perhaps less than the top but more than the bottom.
"Patriarch, the big ship is sailing with the witchcraft formation as its core, and it is still very complete. It is necessary for the wizards of the clan to come."
After a quick investigation, Elder Mu found Xia Tuo excitedly.
For many years, although the tribe has had a foundation for shipbuilding, it has been unable to build the core witchcraft formation of the big ship. How can it be unhappy to find a complete witchcraft core formation now?
Xia Tuo nodded, and immediately ordered the clansmen to go to the clan to pass orders and let Qiaoer come.
The savage land was originally a land with witchcraft as a civilization, and he had known this a long time ago.
But with all the things he has encountered during the years in charge of the tribe, he found a big problem.
Wildness is true of witchcraft civilization, but the development of witchcraft civilization is somewhat abnormal.
The savage civilization serves for the improvement of strength. Whether it is the guardian of the clan, the weapon that begins to depict the witch pattern is respected by the warrior.
The witchcraft civilization that has been passed down for several eras has not changed much for ordinary people living on the earth. People on the wild land still hunt at sunrise and rest at sunset. This was the case in the Yankang era and the Chiming era.
Although strong strength is the guarantee for the inheritance of civilization, witchcraft has been multiplying from ancient times to today, and is still pursuing strong power, but has not seen the lowest infrastructure.
Ninety-nine percent of the ordinary people living at the bottom have no access to witchcraft, and only a very small group of people can access witchcraft. To put it bluntly, this small group of people are the true inheritors of witchcraft and control the essence of witchcraft.
Xia Tuo didn't think that this kind of truth was so lofty. In his opinion, it was more like a monopoly. The same also caused the human civilization to stay in place from Yankang to today's Chiming era, maintaining the slavery system.