Not long after, Old Man Tomb Jue found the classics of the divine beasts from tens of thousands of volumes of books and found records about the dragon species. Xia Tuo took it and put it in his hand to look.

There are two types of dragons in the world. One is the real dragon. The claws under the belly are the most respected, and the five claws are the best. They are the longest of scale insects, the head is like a camel, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a carp, the claws are like an eagle, the horns are like a deer, the eyes are like a rabbit, the ears are like a ox, and the palms are like a tiger. Eighty-one scales are born on the back, which is intimately in line with the number of pure yang in the world.

The second is a spiritual dragon, and the body and soul are different from the real dragon. Those with scales are dragons, those with wings are dragons, those with horns are dragons, and those without horns are glass dragons.

Soon Xia Tuo put the animal skin book in his hand and placed it on the stone table, and finally figured out what kind of black and black is.

The dragon is like a wild beast with a strong body, with small horns without any need. When it comes out, it follows wind and rain. This is a rain god.

The blood of the dragon flows in the black body. In fact, the dragon and the real dragon belong to the same ancestor. However, no one knew what happened in the Yankang era, so the Xia tribe does not have the strength to verify it.

Most of the dragon-like beasts in the world are inherited from these two types of dragons.

After calming down, Xia Tuo looked at the elders on duty in the Inheritance Hall today. Originally, Qiaoer was in charge of the Inheritance Hall, but Qiaoer went out to wander around not long ago, accompanied by Jian Ling.

As the high priest of Daxia, he has been in the tribe for many years. Although he has no strength, Daxia is no longer the small tribe who lives in the mountains. Now the tribe is vast and the customs and customs are different, so it is good to go out to see it.

"The clan leader, although some of the compiled martial arts scriptures have been corrected, but if the martial arts practice is not truly practiced, it is impossible to predict what will happen. If it weren't for promotion among the clan members."

Old Man Feng stood up and grabbed the three tactics he had just figured out, namely boxing, leg and palm techniques, which were suitable for martial artists below the Tianmai Realm.

Xia Tuo picked it up and looked at it. These three martial arts skills are already extremely simple to him now, but he is from the perspective of the magical power realm, but for ordinary stone-breaking and mountain-opening warriors, it seems very mysterious.

Practicing combat skills is not only for the purpose of fighting the enemy, but also for accelerating the pace of cultivation, and it also has some tempering of one's own combat body.

In fact, when he reaches his current state, if he wants to practice, he needs to open up a path of future. After all, pursuing the path of his predecessors is to pick up people's wisdom. When he first embarked on the path of martial arts, the path of his predecessors' practice was the best guide.

But now that he has reached the realm of magical powers, the foundation of the Daxia tribe, except for spiritual energy, cannot provide him with much help for the time being. He needs to create his own cultivation method by himself.

After putting down the three tactics, Xia Tuo thought for a while and said, "Many martial arts books that have been restrained in the clan are sorted out from the chaotic inheritance. It is indeed inappropriate to not go through real practice. However, even if it is experimented, it is not easy to try the clan members. Now our Great Xia tribe is vast, and there are still some experimenters who want to find experimenters."

Now that he has achieved his natural promotion to the realm of magic power, what he once dared not do, can finally be put on the agenda.

...

Summer Garden.

"Class leader."

Two figures came in a hurry, and it was Elder Lu and Elder Yang.

Since the demise of Luoshui, the busiest people in the tribe are the two of them.

The vast land in the north is too big. Xia Tuo wanted to control it, not the remote palms like other tribes in the border area, but wanted to truly hold this land in his hands.

The border deserters were separated from the royal court, and the Zhubo tribe sacrificed to heaven and established tribes, and established himself as false kings. Although they sacrificed the heaven and earth, due to the limitations of their own totem potential, they could not suppress the tribes from their ranks and principles.

The difference between the Bo tribe in the borderland and the upper tribe is strength. In fact, the totem level is equal, and everyone is the same. Once the upper tribe gains power, it can also bring down the upper Bo tribe.

The reason why the royal court is powerful is that in the ruling system built by the totem master, the help of the various totems of the seal, they control their luck and earth veins. Under this premise, even if they are thousands of mountains and rivers apart, they are not afraid of any strange thoughts from the tribes below.

Xia Tuo also wanted to do this, after all, he had such conditions.

But how to do it requires careful planning.

Looking at the two of them looking so dirty, Xia Tuo signaled them to sit down and say slowly.

The Shadow Palace and the Demon Suppressing Department have been rushing around the vast wasteland these days, investigating the tribes and cities of scattered cultivators under Luoshui and Linghe.

After all, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win a hundred battles. If Daxia wants to control this vast area, it naturally needs to understand the tribes living in this area clearly.

After resting for a while, Elder Lu was born and said, "Clan Chief, there was a demon chaos in the northwest before, but the demon chaos has been calmed in the past two years. Because the Master of the Zhubo tribe disappeared, the tribes seemed panic among the tribes, and there was no great turmoil for our destruction of Luoshui.

The Huashe Bo tribe even gave up the previously occupied tribe territory of Linghe South and the buffer zone of annexation, and also reduced the clan power that spanned the vast and barren lands to the clan land."

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded. Speaking of which, the southern part of Daxia is really vast and sparsely populated. It turns out that there are only five uncles, plus several big cities.

Now there are only four uncles left in Daxia, Fire Spirit, Snake and Giant Spirit. Thanks to Qiao'er's early warning, he was spared from being missing in the Holy King Mountains. The uncles of the three uncles of Fire Spirit, Snake and Giant Spirit have all disappeared, otherwise the snake will not have retracted its protruding claws.

"Clan leader, I personally went to the southern part of the Linghe tribe to check it out and found that the Snake-Wilder tribe had weak rule there before, but an elder was stationed and symbolically collected some resources every year, because it was too far away from the Snake-Wilder tribe.

That area is like an enclave for the snake, with a vast wilderness in the middle. If there were not two important mineral veins, the snake controls it would be like consuming resources in vain."

Elder Yang pondered and continued: "It is quite close to the Luoshui River and Linghe to the south of Wugu, so this area seems to be very popular. In the south, it is actually a large wasteland that is rarely visited. To put it, the buffer area of ​​Bobu is quite nice, but it is actually a wasteland.

Now that the tribe leaders are missing, we will not be affected by external influences when we control the tribe. After all, we can’t take care of ourselves. Who dares to take care of our tribe affairs in Daxia?”

"Okay." Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded and said to the two elders in front of him: "Cross all the information you have sorted out over the years and handed it to me."

"yes."

Soon, the two elders left, Xia Tuo found the elder of the Palace of Casting Artifacts and put away the two hundred-foot-high divine gold monuments he had cast.

Then, he tried to tear the void, feeling the sharp space storm in the void, and the magical power behind him manifested, protecting his body, and then stepped into the torn void.

Boom!

Above Tuze Lake, the void exploded, and silver light flashed. Xia Tuo staggered and broke through the space barrier and walked out, with a sigh in his eyes.

It is indeed not that easy to walk in space. I almost lost my life. No wonder many magical realms would rather fly than open up space barriers. It is not only the impact of space turbulence, but also the danger of losing direction.

Just now, he almost couldn't get out and was swept by the space storm.

After restraining his mind, Xia Tuo did not move forward in tearing the space, but flew honestly towards the east. He also flew, and the magical power realm was many times faster than the Shenzang realm.

The Heling Mountains in the East are a mountain range from north to south, stretching for thousands of miles, originating from the Qinglong Waterfront, and are the natural dividing line between Luoshui, Giant Spirit and the eastern Huoling Bo tribe.

Just ten miles west of Heling Mountain, a low hill that undulates only a few miles away. Xia Tuo chose a location, put down the divine golden monument that was a hundred feet high, and landed on the hill in the middle of the hill.

boom!

A hundred-foot-meter-long monument fell, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to roar, the small mountains to collapse, and the giant monument to step ten feet underground.

The divine golden monument was surrounded by rectangular pillars. Xia Tuo looked at it from afar, and saw that it was straight, and then approached again, wielding his sword to engrave words.

The letter from the north to south of Heling Mountain is all Xia soil.

The Great Xia Bo tribe was established.

The golden stele is painted with silver hooks on all sides, and the same words are engraved. At the end, he took out his order from the sky seal. When the battle energy is filled, the purple air dances with dragon roars flying, and prints it towards the golden stele. The hard divine gold that is enough to open mountains and crack stones is like soft tofu in front of the seal, and a purple air is stamped with a mark surrounded by purple air.

The seal is filled with purple air, the font is blurred, and a totem manifests in the purple light.

After doing this, he headed south, arrived at the banks of the Shanhong River, and also erected the divine golden monument.

The letter from the north of the Yangtze River is all made of summer land.

The signature and seal were signed and copied by the gourd, and in the horror of many warriors on the banks of the Shanhong River, they left in the air.

Two clan monuments were erected. As for the west side, it turned out that the Linghe clan land was a wild ancient land to the west. Xia Tuo had long regarded the ancient land that everyone was unwilling to explore, so the west side was not erected, and the western territory was infinitely large.

After erecting two boundary markers in a row, he returned to the tribe, and the two halls of Shadow Demon Suppressing Demons presented detailed exploration data.

The new tribes of Daxia include the original Eternal Region, the entire Luoshui Region, the entire Linghe Region, as well as the buffer zone between the three ministries and a large area of ​​rarely visited wasteland.

Originally, it was said that more than 100,000 miles were actually the places actually controlled by the three Bo tribes. They did not count the barren areas outside the tribe area, but after Xia Tuo established the boundary monument, he also counted the large area of ​​barren areas.

Looking at the two detailed information presented, he found that the barren areas on this vast land were actually larger than those of Luoshui and Linghe tribes.

Another interesting thing is that tribes gather in the northwest land.

If the million-mile wilderness in the northwest is regarded as a vast ocean, the Bo tribe is a big island, and the other tribes are small islands.

The island is surrounded by small islands, forming an archipelago. The vast area outside the archipelago is vast and sparsely populated, and is far away from another archipelago.

Just a buffer zone between the Bo tribes can establish a Bo tribe, let alone a large area of ​​barren areas.

Obviously, the vast and dangerous wasteland restricts the habitat and communication of human tribes.
Chapter completed!