In more than a month, Xia Tuo inspected all the 32 scattered tribes under his command, with a total of nearly 70,000 scattered tribes.

The harvest in this industry was quite good. I saw the scenes among the various departments with my own eyes. After all, it was a hasty gathering. For a time, the scattered departments were pinched together, and there were chaos. He estimated that it would take at least a year for these scattered departments to gradually stabilize and then officially start to transfer resources to the Xia tribe.

Between the mountains and forests, a clan soldier with armored body was on the ground on Qingfeng horse, and the weapons in his hands were shining with cold light. Wherever he passed, the evil spirit was strong. The ferocious beast sensed the crisis from afar and fled towards the forest farther away.

Qinghuo was walking in the front with Xia Tuo on his back. Some of the tribes behind him were carrying some small babies, both men and women, among which were the little granddaughter of Elder Huang, the Lishui tribe.

These dolls were collected from various san tribes. Xia Tuo of each san tribe took away one or two little guys. He didn't care about the talent of these little guys. Anyway, it's no problem for the Xia tribe to support a few people now. This is for the people of the san tribe.

Hong sat on another Qingfeng horse and gave up half of the horse after Xia Tuo.

"Hong, send orders to all the scattered troops under your command to recruit totem soldiers to form a clan soldier to help you continue to gather the clan people."

Riding on the horse, Xia Tuo thought for a while and said out loud.

"Remember, the tribe soldiers drawn cannot affect the normal defense of each scattered unit. In the future, every time a scattered unit is gathered, a portion of the totem warriors will be drawn to join in."

"I remember, I'll do it when I go back."

"Um."

Nodding, Xia Tuo did not speak out. Only then did he gather more than 30 scattered tribes, gathering less than 100,000 people, and it took him almost a month to go around.

There are more than hundreds of thousands of people living in the entire Ancient Mountains?

He wanted to gather the Sanmen to support his own tribe. In the future, these scattered things will naturally be handed over to the Sanmen to do. The main task of the Xia tribe is to develop the tribe.

"Next, your armed forces will speed up the pace of gathering scattered people and gathering up the tribes scattered in the wilderness as soon as possible in the next few years."

"yes."

...

Two days later, Xia Tuo returned to the tribe, and Feng heard from Zejin City that he left the tribe again.

...

In the undulating hills outside Zejin City, there are two figures crawling on the ground in a dim cave.

“Greetings to the Lord.”

Feng knelt on the ground, and beside him was a seriously injured guy.

"This is Mo Shan, and he is also a subordinate of the slave owner."

Xia Tuo is in trouble now. This is a person, how can he bring back the tribe-branded slave mark?

He thought for a moment, and with a wave of his hand, Mo Shan, who was lying on the ground, disappeared and was put into the storage space of the Demon-killing Order. Then he fell on Feng's body, but found that Feng was still motionless.

Obviously, the Demon-killing Order could not include the life with normal consciousness. After half a day, when Xia Tuo released Mo Shan, he found that his aura was a little weak.

Not dead?

This made Xia Tuo's eyes look a little surprised.

Try again.

Then Mo Shan, who was already seriously injured, was once again taken advantage of the opportunity to be included in the Demon-killing Order. This time, Xia Tuo put him in for a day.

When Mo Shan was released a day later, the aura on his body was still similar to when he was put in.

"Is it still in the space?"

At this moment, Xia Tuo's eyes showed thoughts. Could it be that the life that was taken into the space of the Demon-killing Demon in an unconscious state will remain the same as when it was taken into account?

...

Two days later, Shaobaitou and Gu Feng came in a hurry, and they also brought back a guy who was seriously injured and unconscious.

"Master, this is my old friend in the slave market, called Fengying."

Xia Tuo looked up at Gu Feng and felt that this guy was still a werewolf.

When a few people looked at him, Gu Feng smiled like crying with a scarred face, and said embarrassedly: "It's all friends, and I'll share the blessings."

"You guys are waiting for me to come back now."

After collecting Fengying, Xia Tuo immediately left the hills, boarded the big ship of the Dongshan Tribe, and set out on the journey back to the tribe.

Mo Shan and Feng Ying were both sent out by the Szejin slave slave owner. Once they lost contact for a long time, they would inevitably have suspicion. All he had to do was to put these two people back before the Szejin slave owner became suspicious.

...

On the Xiangshui River outside the Wangu Mountains, deer was carrying a small boat, carrying Xia Tuo on the bow, and went upstream to enter the Black Tooth Water.

"How do you feel when you have broken through your cultivation level?"

A bright red divine light flashed in the deer's eyes, and he lowered his head and said, "I'm even more eager for blood."

Then he raised his head and said to Xia Tuo: "I am all wild beasts hunted in the mountains and forests."

"Well, when you have the chance in the future, I will find a powerful witch to show you."

"Class leader, this is great." Lu Lie smiled and said, "In the past, we were not strong enough, so we pretended to be grandson everywhere. Now we have a way to quickly improve our strength. Isn't that good?"

Xia Tuo shook his head and said nothing. In the month when he was patrolling Sanmen, Lu opened the first Tianzhi and became a Tianzhi warrior.

It is also the second tribe member of the Xia tribe who has truly promoted to the Heavenly Vein except him.

The two of them went upstream and returned to the tribe directly. Xia Tuofeng came to the Totem Hall in a blazing manner and released Mo Shan and Feng Ying.

Dead!

Two figures, one of them had already disappeared.

Mo Shan, who was first put into the Demon-killing Order, had no rebirth anymore, but Feng Ying still had a breath.

He calculated the time from putting Mo Shan in the Demon-killing Order to returning to the tribe, which was about eight days in total, and Feng Ying was two days less than him.

"The Demon-killing Order is not omnipotent."

Wuwu flew up from the totem divine pillar, squinted his eyes and looked at the two figures underground, and said with a smacking his mouth.

That's right.

Xia Tuo was not struggling, but it was a pity that he had a slave.

"Woooooo, I'll leave it to you."

"For the great young totem master, this is not a matter."

Wuwu said a very badass, a green light appeared on his body, and a totem rune suddenly appeared in the void, sank into Feng Ying's eyebrows. Feng Ying, who took the opportunity, twitched all over and then calmed down.

He called his clan members to bury Mo Shan's corpse into the forest, and then sent Feng Ying to Zhuyou Hall. Xia Tuo left the tribe again, and Zejin City was still waiting for him.

...

With the three borers in the slave market, Feng, Gufeng and Shaobaitou, Xia Tuo sent the three people back to the tribe like an ant moving.

In a month, the injured Fengying also returned to Zejin City and happened to be summoned by the slave owner and went south of Wushan to escort a group of slaves.

It has to be said that the power under the Zejin slave owner was huge, and Xia Tuo slaves had collected seven, and there were still other Tianmai warriors in the market.

Zejin Castle.

In a stone arch in the southwest of the city, two figures sat opposite each other.

"I said you have done a lot of plans to replace the pillars."

Fat brother was chewing wild fruits in his mouth, and his eyes were full of interest.

Xia Tuo shook his head and said, "The power of this slave market is greater than I thought. This is just Zejin City. The Black Crow Tribe in the southern wasteland of Tuze occupies five cities in total. Each city has a slave market. Where can so many Tianmai realm warriors come from in the Black Crow Tribe? It is just a top-class tribe."

It is true that the top tribe is powerful, but in Xia Tuo's opinion, there must be a certainty. There are no less than ten Tianmai realm warriors in a slave market. So how many Tianmai realm warriors are there in the Black Crow Tribe?

"This is not simple. If your slaves don't know, just let them catch someone who knows the details and ask."

Fat Brother's words always hit the soul like this, directly to the root of the problem.

Xia Tuo nodded, and then changed his words, "How is the herb collected?"

Fat Brother pointed to the two animal skin bags next to him, each bag was as thick as a bucket, more than half a person tall.

"How can Fat Brother Fat do you want to leave?"

"These are herb seeds, look."

Xia Tuo grabbed one of the bags and untied the animal skin rope. He saw that it was densely packed with seeds the size of sesame seeds, which looked half red and half black.

"Seeds of Fiery Red Flowers."

Then Xia Tuo grabbed the deeper with his hands, all of which were the seeds of fiery red flowers. The number of herb seeds in this animal skin bag was simply too many.

"where do you come from?"

Fat Brother said with a smile on his face, "I went to the Shaoling Tribe deep in the mountains. It happened that the leader of the Shaoling Tribe was in a bad mood and needed a treasure called Jiucai Zombie. I found Jiucai Zombie to help her treat it. As for the reward, it was a bag of fermented red flower seeds."

"What is this?"

Xia Tuo said as he opened another animal skin bag, which was the size of a fingernail, like a small branch that was cut off.

"Black Fern Wood."

This kind of black branch-like thing is an auxiliary medicine for Wuyao Bixue San, and once it is stained with soil, the black fern wood will take root.

"This is what I exchanged for from the casual cultivator on the fallen eagle cliff in Gushan."

The guy who fell from Eagle Cliff was said to be a casual cultivator, but in fact he was no different from a thief. He robbed people from Tuze wasteland from time to time.

"A guy in the san part of Luoying Cliff was seriously injured. He needed a piece of reverse scales on the jaw of a pure blood black wood fish. The black wood fish in Tuze Lake, even the strong people in the Tianmai Realm dared to provoke easily. I searched several cities in the southern part of Tuze, and finally changed one, and then~"

Fat Brother didn't say it down, raise your eyebrows, you understand.

"We must not say what we want first, and figure out what people who have what we need are lacking."

A hint of excitement flashed in front of Fat Brother.
Chapter completed!