Chapter 138: First Heard of the Family Fortune

A month later, the ghost deacon, who was almost injured in the Xia tribe, embarked on the return journey to the slave market in Zejin City. He took Xia Tuo's order to erase the entanglement between the slave market and the Xia tribe.

Xia Tuo was terrified that he could destroy the slave owners of the upper tribes with a wave of his hand. Whether it was the slave owner's own strength or the power he possessed, he couldn't afford to offend him right now.

A few days later, the wooden box returned to the Xia Tribe with a pack of beast cores, a total of one hundred pure-blood beast cores, this is the maximum number that the ghost deacon can use secretly, any more will cause people to notice.

If it wasn't for the fact that the tribe couldn't find so many beast cores for a while, Xia Tuo really didn't want to take such a risk.

These beast cores are the shells of the tribal warship Wu Cannon. Without these pure blood beast cores, the warship built by the tribe would be an empty shell.

Right now, the tribe is preparing to go out to barter. After all, to complete the development plan of the tribe, it needs beast cores, and many beast cores are needed.

...

In the early morning, the purple air was floating among the mountains, the Xia Tribe woke up from the silence, and the noise soon spread throughout the mountains.

"Clan chief, all the chiefs of the scattered tribes are waiting at the foot of the tribal mountain."

Li walked into the family hall, saw Xia Tuo was sitting on the stone chair and dozed off, and couldn't help but yelled softly.

"Oh."

Xia Tuo opened his eyes and thought for a while, and then he remembered that he seemed to have ordered the summoning of the tribes with totems in the Eternal Mountain Range, and he had forgotten about it in the busy days.

At the foot of the tribe mountain, the patriarch of the Huoyan tribe looked at the big eagle flying in the sky, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. It was a semi-pure-blood beast, he was not qualified to peek at it. Can't even fight.

He obediently lowered his head, followed a totem warrior, and walked towards the tribal mountain.

Behind him were the patriarchs of the Qiu tribe and other 18 other small tribes. Xia Tuo's call, every tribe dared not refuse to come. They had already noticed the turmoil in the mountains and forests these days.

Of course, the most important thing is that the person who sent the order was a mountain-opening warrior, and he was driving the mountain-opening eagle.

In a word, I can't afford to provoke you.

Honestly pretending that the grandson still has something to play with.

To be honest, Xia Tuo no longer had the excitement of summoning all the ministries that he had a few months ago.

Now there are only a few slaves in the Tianmai Realm under his command, and a small tribe that doesn't even have warriors in the Mountain Realm really doesn't deserve his attention.

Really not interested.

He shook his head, reconfirming that he was inflated.

Soon a dozen or so people entered the clan hall, saluting one by one and shouting loudly.

"Meet the chief of the upper clan."

Lifting his spirits, Xia Tuo looked towards the figure below.

"Sit down."

Facing Xia Tuo's words, they stood up tremblingly one by one, not daring to sit on the solid stone chairs.

"Okay, as a tribe living in the Eternal Mountains, the Xia tribe naturally wants to protect the safety of the breeding ground."

"Yes, from now on, my Lingyu tribe will definitely respect the Xia tribe."

Immediately, the other dozen or so people in the hall immediately looked at the old man of the Lingyu tribe.

"I believe Patriarch Xia will definitely lead us to become stronger."

"Forehead."

Seeing them all looking towards him, the old man from the Lingyu tribe suddenly showed a look of embarrassment, but he was old and oily, and he recovered his expression in an instant.

Xia Tuo felt that the old man's speech was very pleasant.

won my heart.

Floating away.

Withdrawing his gaze, Xia Tuo looked at his left shoulder from tilting his head, Wuwu was rolling on his shoulder, not at all the posture of a totem master.

Facing Xia Tuo's eyes, Wuwu nodded.

"Wuwu is the totem lord. It's not easy to seal a tribe."

Xia Tuo was very skeptical about Wuwu's words. He admitted that this little thing is very powerful, but it's not now.

Then Xia Tuo got up and walked towards the outside of the clan hall. The patriarchs of more than a dozen small tribes in the hall were all unaware, so when they watched Xia Tuo walk out of the clan hall, they didn't dare to ask questions, and could only sit in a daze. .

Outside the family hall.

Xia Tuo looked at Wuwu and said, "Tell me how you brought all the totems under your command."

"You only need to bring a totem mark belonging to Wuwu back to their respective tribes, and then they can take their tribe's totems under their command."

"Xia Tuo, hurry up and ask them to bring back the totem imprint. With the totem luck, I can grow faster."

Wuwu shouted excitedly to Xia Tuo, as the totem master, it naturally has to command many totems, without the totem rule, what is it called the totem master.

The power of the totem master is due to the enshrined power of the clan's subordinates, and the number of totems under his control.

On the surface, the superior tribes rule the inferior tribes, but in fact it is the totem of the superior tribes ruling the inferior tribes.

Of course, there is no totem lord in the north and south of the Tuze Wasteland. The big tribes rely on the small tribes to rule the tribes, and most of them can't gather the fortunes of the lower tribes.

The so-called luck is connected with the tribe, and the tribe is composed of thousands of people.

Some people are angry, some people are born with strong talents, and even have visions from the sky. This kind of people has a higher starting point than others. This is fate.

Life is life, long and lucky.

Many people gather in a tribe, and the totem is the introduction to pinch this spirit together.

Why are there so many small tribes in the barren land, they gather and disperse, and they are always uneasy, because people's hearts are not in harmony, luck is broken, and they can't be pinched together from the root.

The totem gathers the luck of all people in a family and turns it into a whole, and also borrows the luck of all people to carry out transformation and evolution.

Therefore, tribes and totems complement each other. Human tribes are divided into lower, middle and upper ranks, which also means that the ranks of totems are strong or weak.

A clan gradually becomes stronger, and the strong come out in large numbers, which means that the fortune of this tribe is strong. As a result, the tribe is promoted to a higher level, and the totem becomes stronger and stronger.

In turn, becoming a powerful tribe will bring a kind of pride to the clansmen, and the spiritual outlook of the clansmen will also glow like a god. The clan luck will be dispersed to each clansman and become everyone's luck, or go out to pick up treasures , or strength improvement, or recovery from serious illness, etc.

"I heard that only the king's court, or the totems of the big tribes above the Bobu that were granted by the king's court, have the right to seal the tribe. We haven't received the seal of the king's court or even most of them, so it's considered an illegal gathering of people. "

"illegal?"

Wuwu pursed his lips, recalling Xia Tuo's words in his eyes, and finally nodded and said: "No, you said that only the royal court can seal the little totem master, so whoever seals the totem master in the royal court is not whoever has the biggest fist!"

"We have big fists, we are orthodox, whoever refuses to accept beating someone, use fists to convince others."

Wuwu said domineeringly.

"If you refuse to accept it, you will be beaten to death."

"Beat to death all the dissatisfied people, aren't we truly orthodox, Xia Tuo, don't you think so?"

Xia Tuo was overwhelmed by Wuwu's words, this little guy didn't expect such a violent thought.

Seeing Xia Tuo looking towards him, Wuwu said impatiently: "Anyway, you will understand in the future. The relationship between totems and human races is very complicated. Without totem sacrifices, human races cannot gather together, and there is no human race to support them. Totems can't survive either."

...

"Patriarch Xia."

Seeing Xia Tuo come back again, all the patriarchs finally breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. They were really afraid that Xia Tuo would never come back, and they would be left here. They would not leave, or not leave.

"Everyone, my Xia tribe is not much stronger than the medium-sized tribes outside the mountains. According to the rules of the wild land, it can control a large area of ​​mountains and rivers. Your tribes live and multiply in this area, and they will inevitably have to deal with them in the future. "

Xia Tuo waved his hand to signal the dozen or so people who had stood up to sit down, and he returned to the stone chair above him and sat down.

hum!

Then streaks of illusory blue light floated from his shoulders, falling on the bodies of every patriarch. This gleam of blue light was so illusory that it seemed to everyone that their eyes were dazzled.

"You should not forget what it was like when you were under the rule of Blackwater and Gale Tribe. The rules are still the same, but the tribute is paid every year~~~"

Xia Tuo's words once again raised the hearts of everyone in the hall.

What if the Xia Tribe wanted more than the Blackwater Tribe?

You can't beat it, and you can't break the net of death.

Looking at the nervous expressions of the people below, Xia Tuo couldn't help being amused, they were very much like the first time he stepped into the Gale Tribe.

Regarding the tribute supplies of these tribes, to be honest, although the tribes are currently short of resources, he really doesn't like the things of these small tribes.

What he needs is the real name that governs the entire southern foot of the Eternal Mountain Range, and what Wuwu said about the family fortune, he really doesn't understand it right now, anyway, just accept it.

"East and West pay tribute to ten mixed-blood animal skins and hundreds of various herbs every year."

These things are nothing to these tribes present, and at this moment, more than a dozen patriarchs breathed a sigh of relief.

"But~~"

The next moment, he was actually worried again.

"Our Xia tribe's rule over the Eternal Mountains is not in name. If there is a war, our Xia tribe orders the recruitment of tribe soldiers. If there is any violation, the Yi tribe, women and children will be reduced to slaves."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Looking at the guys who kowtowed like garlic in front of him, Xia Tuo waved them back out, he was really not interested.

Facing these small tribes that don't even open the mountains, pretend to be x?

The opponent is too weak and there is no pleasure.

I don't even bother to pretend.

I believe that these guys have no guts to go against what he said. Compared with these people, he values ​​the scattered tribes gathered in the mountains and fields. As time goes by, these scattered tribes will all be included in his own tribe to enrich the strength of the tribe.

...

Four days later, Totem Palace.

hum!

Above the totem pillar, the void distorted, as if an illusory passage had been opened, and a ray of brown light fell down, turning into a wolf shadow with two heads.

Aww~

The two-headed wolf shadow first let out a low growl, then knelt down with his legs in front of him, and his two heads lowered deeply.

"Hey, little wolf wolf."

Wuwu lay on the totem pillar, and said to the totem wolf shadow that was countless times bigger than it.

Woo~~~~

Wuwu said so, the two-headed wolf made a flattering sound, turned into a stream of light and went towards the totem pillar.

"The hyena tribe has four thousand people and ninety-three totem warriors."

With blue light shining in Wuwu's eyes, he whispered softly.

"So weak."

Then Wuwu turned over and murmured softly.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, come on, you are the fattest."

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