Chapter 155: The crisis is coming again

In front of a small stone house at the back of the witch hall, stone jars were placed, filled with medicinal herbs, exuding a strong smell of medicine.
　　 Xia Tuo came here and entered the stone house. Old Man Wu was leaning on the stone bed to sleep for a long time. When he saw him coming, his eyes opened and turbid.
He sat next to the bed and said: "Witch, now that the meritorious remuneration is established, but the clan has not established the meritorious service hall to check the meritorious service. The whole tribe is the most convincing. The master of the martial meritorious hall still needs you to take the helm. "
　　 Old Man Wu squinted his eyes, as if he hadn't spoken for several days, with a trace of hoarseness in his words.
　　 "Is going to fight?"
"Ok."
　　 Xia Tuo didn't hide anything, and nodded.
　　 "Is it the Qiuyu tribe in the south or the Dongshan tribe?"
　　 "Neither." Xia Tuo shook his head and said without concealment: "It's a tribe deep in the mountains."
　　 "The military merit award you issued is not bad, but can this big reward clan bear it?" The old man Wu had thoughts in his eyes.
　　 "It's okay right now. If there are more blue and black armored warriors in the tribe in the future, what should we do? The scattered parts that we have gathered will only be worth two or three hundred thousand."
　　 "The matter of giving training resources to totem fighters in the clan is already being done in the clan, even if there is no merit in remuneration. That's why there is the distinction of nobility, which can arouse the enthusiasm of the clan members."
　　 "As for the tribal support given, the rewarded warrior above the black armor will not personally control the support tribe, but will still be controlled by the tribe. Every year, the resources harvested from the scattered parts will be converted into animal cores or witch medicine rewards."
　　 "As for the fact that the number of tribes you always said is not enough, the tribe will then expand outwards, first north and then south, sort out the interior of the mountain range, and then walk out of the mountain range after being stable."
　　 "Every totem warrior clan will give tokens, imprint tribal totem marks, burn witch talisman to drop blood to recognize the master, and record military achievements, and the battle hall is the place to check and record the achievements."
　　 "Think about it, come out and sit down to check your exploits, so that everyone in the clan can be convinced."
　　 Soon, outside a stone garden under the tribe’s Purple Pole Leiyang Tree, a tall stone plaque was hung up, the Hall of Military Merit.
　　……
　　 "Dead Xia Tuo, Smelly Xia Tuo, let the great Totem Spirit do this kind of thing."
　　 "Oh, I hate Xia Tuo."
　　 "Woo is used to worship, not as a child laborer. It doesn't matter if you deduct the demon core, but also deceive the beast core, deceive the slave. Is this a human thing?"
　　 In the Totem Hall, Wuwu was piled up with pieces of rectangular bronze medals the size of a child's palm, and a cyan light on Wuwu's body continuously penetrated into the bronze medals.
　　 A phantom totem appeared in the blue light, branded on the bronze medal.
　　 Woo, cursing while doing, but not slow at all.
　　 "Woo, I have never seen such a brazen person."
　　……
　　 Under the night, in the mountains two hundred miles away from the tribe, an eagle screamed sharply, with a trace of misery in the voice, the black back and the blue and black wings were stained with blood, and the feathers withered.
Qing Cang, three meters in size with wings spread, was flying towards the Xia tribe. There was a blood-stained figure lying on the back of the not-so-wide eagle. His sturdy body was shattered in armor, his chest was bloody, and there was an arrow stuck in his shoulder. Arrow.
　　 Early the next morning, the Golden Crow rose, Xia Tuo moved out of the stone hall with his hands and feet, and heard a miserable eagle crying through the tribe.
　　 A black spot fell directly from the sky, the great green eagle feathers broke off, and the back-born figure smashed heavily to the ground.
　　……
　　 Within a short while, the shadows in the summer garden were chaotic.
　　 In the garden, Qiao'er was muttering obscure witchcraft, her little white hand pressed against the chest of the wounded soldier, and a dark and ink aura was drawn out of the place.
　　 "Patriarch, this is Minshan Mountain. He has led a group of people to patrol the northeastern part of the mountain."
　　 He rushed in to look at the figure who was still unconscious, his face changed, Mino Shan's injuries were not just skin injuries, his internal organs had been displaced, his blood was disordered, and his bones were not known how many were cracked.
　　 Xia Tuo felt a trace of demonic energy in his body, and was abusing Mingshan's body.
　　 hum!
　　 The demon order was taken out and placed on Miao Shan's chest. The black light of witchcraft in Qiao'er's hand slowly sank into his body and began to repair some injuries.
　　 Then, from the witch medicine Qiao'er brought to the side, he took out a powdered witch medicine and applied it to Min Shan's chest.
　　 "Uncle A."
　　 Qiao'er glanced at Xia Tuo and shook his head slightly.
Mingshan is the pinnacle power of the stone cracking realm. Now the clan is vigorously cultivating the warriors of the stone cracking realm to be promoted to the totem realm. After he completes the task and returns, he can go to the Spirit Gathering Hall for training, and there is a great opportunity to promote to the open mountain realm .
　　 This made Yang's face very unsightly. Minshan was seriously wounded and returned. The fighters of the several tribes under Minshan's might be more ill-fortuned.
　　 "The last time the patriarch sent a message was five days ago, he said it was in the valley of the grass in the northeast."
　　 "Get the map!"
　　 Xia Tuo gave an order, and soon someone carried a circle of animal skin rolls and spread them out, and Yang also retrieved some animal skin rolls from the Anbu.
　　 Pieces of animal skins were rolled out and put together to form a huge mountain map, which was more than ten meters long. This is not all, but only a part of the entire map of the mountains east of the Xia tribe.
　　 Since the establishment of the Xia tribe, Anbe has been ordered by Xia Tuo, so the warriors of Anbe have drilled outside the woods and climbed the mountains over the years, portraying these maps step by step.
　　 "You Grass Valley is here."
　　 Following Yang's words, Xia Tuo found a place, a place surrounded by mountains.
　　 "The valley is about 30 miles north and south, and 15 miles east and west. The valley is flat and rich in vegetation. There are no large beasts. It is named after a knee-high black sword grass."
　　旸 spread out the animal skin scroll in his hand and muttered, these are all recorded according to the dictation of the soldiers of the clan.
　　 "Find all the records related to the surrounding mountains."
　　旸 nodded and said, "I have ordered someone to take it from the inheritance hall."
　　 Soon a tribe came from outside and brought back several rolls of animal skins.
　　 "Look at everyone."
　　 Xia Tuo's voice fell, and he took a scroll of animal skins and opened it. It recorded a hundred-foot-wide secluded pool near the Youcao Valley, and there was a big snake that looked like a giant python in the depths of the pool.
No.
　　 checked the records near the valley, and there is nothing unusual.
　　 "The patriarch."
　　 At this time, the deer came from outside, he entered the tribe and heard the words of the tribe’s conversation, and hurried to the stone garden where Xia Tuo was.
　　 "Elder Deer is back."
　　 "Elder."
　　旸 After seeing the deer return, there was a flash of joy in his eyes.
　　 "Cough..."
　　 "Uncle, he is awake."
　　 The blood was in the mouth of the mountain, and his body trembled and twitched. When he opened his eyes and saw everyone, he was about to get up, but he was suppressed by the people.
　　 "Speak slowly."
　　 "Secluded ~ There is a tiankeng in the middle of the grass valley. There is tribal life in the pit. People are killed when they see it, and they are all killed by the fruit."
　　 "Let Minsan have a good rest."
　　 "Patriarch, I personally go to the valley to investigate."
　　Lu watched his soldiers seriously wounded and several others were killed. His gloomy face was even more ugly, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
　　 "Catch someone back."
　　 Soon the deer was driving a big eagle towards the outside of the tribe, but Xia Tuo had a feeling in his heart that he would not be calm again.
　　 One day later, the deer returned and caught a human race with red eyes and fine scales on the surface of the body under the robe.
　　 hum!
　　 A jet of black air flowed out, turning into a phantom with four horns on top of the head, body like a horse, and a cow tail.
　　 Suddenly made Xia Tuo's eyes become extremely dignified, and the guess in his heart was gradually becoming reality.
　　 Since receiving the order to kill the demon, the name of the demon has constantly stirred his mind, like a dream demon that can't be waved away.
　　 Six hundred years ago, Demon Demon destroyed the middle and large tribes overnight, and still continues to abuse the Eternal Mountain Range. Nowadays, the human demon tribes continue to appear in the mountains, and he has to pay attention to it.
　　 "What is the scene in the Tiankeng."
　　 Soon, Xia Tuo reacted, how can he be timid before fighting, since the Demon Ministry appears, then fight.
　　 Haven't I started preparing for a few years ago!
　　峳峳的血, he wants to see how much blood this big demon has to fall.
　　 Being in the Eternal Mountain Range, he was in the game, even if he was hiding, he could hide for a while but could not hide.
　　 "The patriarch, the tiankeng is small outside and big inside. It is more like a huge cave, dark and damp inside. The human race living in it may no longer be considered human."
　　 Deer looked at the figure lying on the ground with fine scale armor, with a touch of disgust in his eyes~EbookFREE.me~ These people have a keen sense of smell and can't see clearly. I was spotted as soon as I went in. "
　　 Xia Tuo nodded, and then said: "Since you have come back, the tribe who is out of the Anbu will be reported to the tribe of suspicious things encountered everywhere."
　　 "I have ordered the totem warriors in the various parts to gather together, and the warriors who are practicing outside have been transferred back to the tribe to prepare for battle!"
"Yes."
After finishing the order, Xia Tuo entered the third floor of the Inheritance Hall, and a sand table of the mountain range appeared in his eyes. He marked out the positions of the human demon tribes he had discovered over the years, and along the way, also included the remains of the Daqian tribe. Marked it out.
　　 Then, he shook his head and sighed, irregularly.
　　 "Uncle, why does the demon clan harm us?"
　　 Qiao'er appeared behind him, raised her face and looked at him and asked.
　　 "Just like we hunt and eat, there is no reason at all."
　　 Xia Tuo also didn't know the reason for this, he only knew a little bit, he didn't want to die, so if he wanted to enslave him to die, whether it was a monster or a beast, he had to kill them all.
　　 "Uncle, can you bring Qiaoer when you go out to fight."
　　 "You are the high priest."
　　 "Aren't Qiao'er a real high priest now?"
　　 "Haha, when our Xia tribe is truly in the majority and dominates one side, who would dare not admit that Qiao'er is the high priest!"