Chapter 90: Totem Master

The golden eagle hovered over the tribe, crying endlessly. The aura of the pure-blood beast was not just for fun, it directly shook the brains of everyone in the Qiuyu tribe.
　　 This is the Qiuyu tribe, Shui Changdong naturally has to stand up, otherwise, if it is not handled well today, it will be a serious blow to the prestige of the Qiuyu tribe.
The Qiuyu tribe ranks among the middle tribes. There are six low-level tribes under its vassal. There are other large and small tribes with no fewer than a thousand. Without majesty, how to dominate so many vassal tribes, the black crow elders are very bad. Deliberately making him ugly.
Shui Changdong’s eyes are filled with murderous intent. The Black Crow Tribe has come to make trouble more than once when the market opened, and it has even become a daily routine. Every time it will smoke the seven orifices of the four major tribes. It was his turn to beg the rain tribe.
　　 Tuze Wasteland stretches from north to south for thousands of miles. The northern part is respected by Qiuyu, Nanshan, Beishan, and Qinghu, while the southern part is a unified territory, respected by the black crow tribes of the upper class.
　　 For a long time, the Black Crow Tribe has been thinking of completely bringing the northern part of the Tuze Wasteland under the jurisdiction of the tribe. This idea has begun since the first generation of the Black Crow Tribe patriarch reigned, and the patriarchs of the past have been thinking about it.
　　 But if there is no other choice, no one would like to be a grandson because of multiple uncles and being more free.
From the Black Crow Tribe, from then on, I will follow the Black Crow Tribe’s edict. The four tribes have grown from weak to strong and finally developed from grandchildren to grandfathers. If you can become grandchildren, you don’t need it. beat.
　　 For a time, the water flows through the sky, and the sound is thunderous.
　　 "Your Excellency is joking. I have no affiliation with the Black Crow Tribe in the fourth part of the Northern Wasteland. Why did you come to see me and say that your Excellency may have come to the wrong place again."
　　 Shui Changdong intentionally bites the character'you' to death.
"Humph."
　　 Above the golden eagle, the seventh elder of the Black Crow tribe snorted coldly.
　　 "Since ancient times, the lower part and the upper part have been respected. This is the most important thing. What else needs to be said. The northern part of the Tuze Wasteland is within the scope of my black crow tribe, so I should follow the rules."
Dongshan Jue also stared at the seventh elder of the Black Crow Department above, and his momentum merged with the Shui Changdong beside him, resisting the aura pouring down from the sky. The four parts of the Beituze Wasteland were linked together, and only by working together could they stop the Black Crow. The northward expansion of the tribe.
　　 "Does the seven elders think that my four parts are the scattered people on the savage land, and they are generally foolish? The black crow tribe is a good tribe, but the tribe totem is not the totem master. What qualifications do you have to seal the tribe and let me wait to obey?"
　　 Qinghu tribe Chang Qing Shuiyao is a middle-aged woman, wearing a colorful beast robe, dotted with bright gems and feathers, her face is painted with colorful drawings, like a peacock.
　　 Although she is a woman, her momentum is not lost to the three people next to her.
　　 "If the Totem of the Black Crow Tribe gets a stronger tribal title and is promoted to the Lord of the Totem, you can seal the Totem. My four branches will definitely go to the Southern Wasteland to meet the Chief of the Black Crow and accept the command of the Black Crow Tribe!"
　　 Qing Shui shook his phoenix eyes and condensed, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.
　　 "Unfortunately, Black Crow is not!"
　　……
　　 "Totem master, seal the totem."
　　 Xia Tuo groaned, thinking in his eyes. This was the first time he heard of this statement. It seems that it is necessary to walk out more. It is really easy to turn into a turtle when nesting in the mountains.
　　 He was thinking about returning to the tribe this time, and he also had to encourage the tribe in the tribe to go out more often, not going out to experience some things, his vision is not good.
　　 I don't want to be like myself, not even knowing a hybrid beast core, an embarrassing batch.
　　At this moment, because of the black crow tribe elder's arrival, the bartering conference is not going to be held. The figures who came to participate have been running long distances, and they are afraid that the gods will fight against the pond fish.
　　 This also includes Xia Tuo, but he is mixed in the crowd, watching the scene in front of him with interest.
　　 He doesn't think it is too big to watch the excitement anyway, so let's hit it, hit it all.
　　 Next to him is the old man Feng Xian. Obviously, his words have worked very well. The old man Feng Xian who is very good at self-braining has become a summer fan.
"The little brother may not be clear when he just came out of the mountain. The upper black crow tribe in the southern part of the wasteland has wanted to dominate the north and south of the wasteland for many years. However, the clan is weak and has been blocked by the four major tribes south of the Tuze Lake. This scene has long been accustomed. Now, every time the market of the four major tribes begins, most of the Black Crow tribe will have tribesmen who come to step in. This is a routine move."
　　 Hearing the words, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up, looking at the golden eagle on the sky, he couldn't help showing a touch of surprise. The people of the Black Crow tribe are okay, and you won't get sick.
　　 It turns out that most of the routines are deep, and you have to go back to the mountains, but think about the Heishui and Dafeng tribes, the mountains are also slippery, and everyone is very shameless.
　　 Between the patriarchs of the four major tribes and the elders of the Black Crow tribe, they are moving in the direction Xia Tuo thinks.
　　 The old man Feng Xian looked calm and calm, and said: "Don't panic, think about the first time you saw this scene, five times or six times, I will think again."
　　 Yes, feelings have become a habit.
　　 "Let's go."
　　 Xia Tuo yelled a deer. This bartering meeting was here in vain, and nothing was exchanged. It's a pity that his two hundred mussel beads were thrown away in vain. It's a reward for watching the show.
The four patriarchs rushed out of the tribe and vowed to violently beat the seventh elder of the Black Crow tribe. He wouldn’t be relieved if he didn’t beat him up. This guy came again and again, again and again, endlessly, let’s not say, this is to consume them. The majesty of the tribe in many vassal tribes.
　　Insidious!
　　 Very insidious!
　　 mean!
　　 mean and shameless!
　　 dirty!
　　 nasty~~~ what is coming~~ it’s nasty anyway!
　　……
　　 Outside the begging rain tribe, the four patriarchs of Shuichangdong pulled down the seven elders of the Black Crow tribe from the golden eagle, hitting each of the four and an eagle.
　　 For a while, golden feathers flew all over the sky, the golden eagle screamed, and the hair on his buttocks became bald.
　　 The small part is the small part, so I don’t care about it.
　　啾!
　　 Soon, the seventh elder of the Black Crow tribe stood on the golden eagle again and flew away.
　　 The patriarchs of the four major tribes are also covered in bird feathers, all in tatters, scratched by the golden eagle, the golden bird, you must catch the stew next time.
　　……
　　 On a small in the distance, Xia Tuo looked at this wonderful scene and couldn't help but exclaimed. Most of them can really play.
　　 This fight is really eye-opening.
"These guys are smart. If the Seventh Elder of the Black Raven Tribe is seriously injured, how can the Black Raven Tribe give up? Such an old punch is like a fight with the mountain barbarians. The Seventh Elder would not be embarrassed to say that he returned to the tribe. Was beaten."
　　 Xia Tuo deeply believes that being beaten is small, face is big, and face is not to be lost.
　　 "Besides being upset by this black crow tribe elder, there is anger in my heart, and I must vent it. This is so good and relieved, and it will not let the black crow tribe have an excuse."
　　 "Yes, there is a lot to be learned by Taku for the first management."
　　 Xia Tuo nodded in agreement, and then went on to say: "Taku is puzzled by one thing, I don't know if older brother can help."
　　 After that, the two of them sat directly on Xiaopo, and talked regardless of the people they were going with.
　　 "The totem master of the four black crow tribes just now, what does it mean to seal the totem?"
　　 Xia Tuo said, just now he vaguely felt that this matter might be very important to his tribe.
　　 Fengxian glanced at Xia Tuo in surprise, and then he realized that Xia Tuo came from the Palace of Humans and had just gathered the small tribesmen. It's no surprise if you don't know.
　　"Speaking of which, this is still originated from the earliest enfeoffment system of the human race. Totems are divided into totems and totem masters. Naturally, totems are the foundation of the tribe and the bond that keeps the tribes together.
　　 "A big tribe governs a small tribe. This is something everyone knows on the wild land. However, a tribe is subordinate to another tribe. How can it just obey such a simple matter. Natural affiliation also requires a totem."
　　 "The totem master is a powerful totem with the right to seal totems. Why can the human royal court divide the tribes? It is because the totem master of the royal court is the most powerful totem master and has the power to govern many totems."
　　 "Under the royal court, large and small tribes are divided, and these tribes exist in their respective areas, and they have the right to divide smaller tribes, and the totems that can have the power of division belong to the totem master."
　　 For a moment, Xia Tuo thought of the black water tribe totem mark that his own totem had swallowed, and his little heart beat involuntarily.
　　 Be good.
　　 This is going to be posted.
　　 Stretched, must be stretched~EbookFREE.me~ He leaned slightly and continued to listen to the old man.
"As for what kind of totem the totem master is, the old man has never seen it. According to legend, a long time ago, the totem of the uncle's tribe in the Wangu Mountains was the master of the totem, and he was granted the right to entrust the tribes below the uncle's tribe. "
　　 "As for how to seal the tribe, this old man doesn't know."
　　 "Thank you, brother, for your confusion."
　　 Xia Tuo hugged his fists, and there is no need to say from the old man, he himself is almost the same as Mengjiagues below, and the happiness came so suddenly, this time he went out to ask for the rain tribe market and it was really not in vain.
　　 Listening to the old man's words is better than holding back five years in the mountains.
"The black crow tribe’s totem is a dark crow. Although there are several medium tribes as vassal tribes under its command, they are not actually the oldest affiliation of the human race. We have not received the royal seal for a long time. The real totem master."
　　The old man sighed slightly. The lord of the Black Crow Tribe is true, but the Black Crow Tribe also has its own plight. In the wider southern land, there are powerful forces competing with the Black Crow Tribe.
　　 "It's getting late, old brother, I should go back too, we see each other as usual, and you can come to the Eternal Mountain Range to find me. My tribe is called Xia tribe. I'm afraid that a small Xia tribe won't be able to get older brother's eyes."
"you are leaving!"
　　 Hearing the words, the old man Feng Xian was taken aback, his eyes flickered, he was hesitant to speak, and he didn't open his mouth several times.