Looking at the figure in the hall, Xia Tuo's eyes showed a deep thought. He wanted to change a long time ago, but he had never made up his mind.

The departure of Old Man Wu and Old Man Jian represents the era when Daxia walked out of the mountains.

But now it is time to make a choice again, and the shackles of the tribe have emerged. If Daxia had developed according to the trajectory of the tribe, the positions of several elders would not move unless they were in a position of sitting and not making mistakes.

This kind of scene actually restricts the development of the tribe. The tribe's position is a carrot and a pit. Unless there is an accident, it requires qualifications.

Now, Daxia has led the eleven northern lands, and all the borders of the borders are in the realm of magical powers. Some of these old brothers cannot keep up. If they develop step by step, it will be more harmful than good for Daxia.

"This time, you all have made great contributions to suppressing the rebellion of the Nether Ghost Clan."

After pondering for a while, Xia Tuo calmed down and said, "All the witchyards have all awarded three thousand middle-grade spiritual crystals, compiled by Haohai and Xiong Si, as well as elder Xun and fat elders have five thousand middle-grade spiritual crystals."

This time, Xia Tuo seized the remaining foundation of the Night Tour Palace, and there was no shortage of mid-grade spiritual crystals in his hands. These spiritual crystals were already a lot of rewards for warriors in the magical power realm.

"Today, there are some things that need to be rescheduled."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall looked at Xia Tuo.

"Elder Huo Wuwang just promoted to the Divine Power Realm not long ago, which is a gratifying thing. Since then, Huo Wuwang has been appointed as the third-grade Yan Leidao Town, and the original Yan Leidao Demon Evil Town, and the Tianhuo Dao Town, will still be replaced by Qingling Town."

The main reason for transferring people like this is that Xia Tuo is worried. The Tianhuo Road is next to the Wangu Road, and the Beiling Road is the transit hub for teleportation to Zhurong Domain. These two places must be controlled by trusted people.

It’s not that others will really rebel, but that the adjustments he instinctively made are considered to give himself a psychological comfort.

In this way, except for the Eternal Daxia Taoism, all of them have the magical power realm. The strongest one is Fengming Dao Xiong Li, who is in the brain, and is the magical power realm.

With Xia Tuo's words, the three men, Moxie, Huo Wuwang, and Qingling, were all taking the orders. Among the three men, Huo Wuwang is the real person, and the two men, Moxie and Qingling are both manifested in the spiritual and mental bodies.

As early as after Xia Tuo refined the center of the Nine Netherworld Pearl Formation King Artifact, he sent the spiritual underworld beads in his hand to all the important figures in the clan. Compared with the Ghost God Temple of the Nether Ghost Clan, he felt that this broken formation king artifact was the biggest gain.

"I am also planning to rebuild the Xia Pavilion and elevate the status of Xia Pavilion to a level comparable to the six halls. A pavilion and a pavilion envoy was set up in the pavilion. The Xia Pavilion assisted me in handling clan affairs, connected the various tribes, and played a role in connecting the past and the future.

"The Xia Pavilion is temporarily compiled by the Tsinghuo Palace Hao, compiled by Xiong Si, the Wuyuan Academy Chief, the Xun Elder, and the Fat Elder. They will also select several envoys from the clan as the person who conveyed the edict.

The new Xia Pavilion will be built in the east of the clan hall. Several pavilions and assistants have the same status, regardless of the position and seating order. At least two pavilions and assistants will be in charge of the Xia Pavilion every day to assist me in handling clan affairs.”

Xia Tuo's voice spread throughout the hall. The people he chose were all powerful and knowledgeable, so that he could consult him at any time.

Everyone in the palace was stunned at Xia Tuo's action, and then came back to their senses. Xia Pavilion had set up a long time ago, and it can be said that it played a lot of roles. With the development of the clan, the strength of the warriors in Xia Pavilion could not keep up.

The problems that Daxia has to face next are too heavy for warriors in the Tianmai realm and ordinary Shenzang realm.

This clan discussion was unceremonious and told everyone that in Daxia, in addition to the clan leader, the highest level is Xia Pavilion. Entering Xia Pavilion is equivalent to entering the center of Daxia.

As Xia Tuo left, the towns and palm halls in the clan hall began to dissipate. Huo Wuwang quickly walked out of the hall. He was going to the northern region to hand over the clan affairs. Before leaving, he looked at the east outside the hall.

Yu Tianqi and Yu Tianyu also participated in the clan discussion. After leaving the hall, they headed towards the mansion in the outer city. The ancestor Yu had been in Daxia for two years and had no intention of leaving at all.

Not only did he not mean to leave, he also agreed to teach Jianling how to deal with some things.

...

After everyone left the clan hall, Elder Hong and others, who were in charge of the sixth hall, received a message from the clan members.

Three days later, the golden wu fell, and in the flat forest outside the Xiatuo Bedroom in the inner city of Daxia, there was a bonfire jumping, with clean beasts erected on it, and golden grease dripped and sparks burst out.

There were many figures surrounding the bonfire. Xia Tuo sat casually on the ground, with a crystal bone knife in his hand quickly passing by a small wild cow in front of him. In the blink of an eye, a cowhide was taken off completely, and the wild cow's internal organs had been processed.

"I'll do it."

Seeing Xia Tuo packed up the Huangniu, Hong shouted, grabbed the Huangniu and pierced it with his big gun, put it on the bonfire, grabbed a jar of wine and threw it into the bonfire. The flames suddenly rose and swallowed the Huangniu.

"Hehe~ Uncle Clan Chief, do I~My father gets kicked in the butt often?"

A four or five-year-old boy was holding a jar, his face was red and his mouth was smelly of alcohol. He lay in front of Xia Tuo and could see his small animal skin clothes, his belly was rounded.

Seeing this little guy, Xia Tuo was so amused that he was the boy of the Li family. Thinking about Li being beaten up a lot by him at the beginning, he didn't expect that this guy would tell his little boy.

"Li Feng."

At this time, a roar sounded, and the little boy lying in front of Xia Tuo suddenly woke up and ran away.

"My mother, I'm not Li Feng."

Li's smart woman ran from afar and caught up with Li Feng in the blink of an eye. She grabbed her ankle and hit her butt with her big hand. The little guy screamed in miserable way, but it attracted laughter from everyone around her.

"Hey, stop hitting, stop hitting, I didn't ask the patriarch whether the uncle kicked his father's ass."

Li, who had just arrived, suddenly turned dark.

"I'll fight."

Struggling to fall from Ah Niang's hand, Li Feng ran to Xia Tuo and hid in his arms.

"Uncle, you hit him."

"I won't smash your butt today."

Li stared at Li Feng.

"I just told me by Uncle Ke."

Hiding beside Xia Tuo, Li Feng shouted and shrank back.

"Bao, your uncle~~"

On the side, the beans were gnawing on the baked animal legs, and there was a large jar of wine at hand.

"Haha~~ I'm not letting your boy know his father's glorious image back then."

Hearing this, Li yelled.

"I can't beat the patriarch, I can't beat you."

After saying that, he rushed towards the shui, and did not hide. He threw away the meat and wine, and went up to meet them. The two hugged each other like sumo wrestling and began to wrestle.

"Li, can you do it? Have you been hugging your wife at home for many years?"

"Brother Li, I think you can do it."

"You tripped his legs."

"Brother, have you eaten meat in the Heavenly Bing Hall for free all these years?"

...

For a moment, there were screams and curses in front of the bonfire, fear, bones, wolfs, wedges, yao, snails, etc., all of them were there.

On the other hand, Feng, Tu, Mu, Shao and others sat around Jian Ling and chatted about other things.

Xia Tuo slapped the jars of wine one by one and threw them at everyone. Everyone was not polite. They grabbed the jar and drank it directly. The wine soaked the collars in front of their chests.

While drinking, he watched Li and Jue’s struggle. In the end, Li Lue was better and forced Jue back. He jumped up proudly in front of the bonfire. However, after three breaths, his wife pulled him off with her ears.

"Come."

Xia Tuo raised the wine jar and signaled to the people around him, and everyone held the altar and drank with big mouthfuls.

Seeing everyone holding up the jar of wine and drinking, Xia Tuo sighed slightly in his heart. No matter what everyone in front of him, the restraint hidden in his heart was derived. Daxia could never return to the scene of living in the cave.

He shook his head gently and his eyes swept across everyone. Although there was awe in everyone's eyes, the feeling of closeness still existed, which was enough.

He grabbed the jar of wine, and the wine gushed into his belly, and the spicy feeling turned into a boiling hot stream.

After drinking, he got up and came to the roasted beast meat, cut off pieces of the beast meat with a bone knife, and first distributed them to the little guy.

For more than a hundred years, these old tribes have long had families and blood descendants. The true meaning of life seems to be like this, the continuation of blood from generation to generation.

At the bonfire party, Xia Yu was very happy and became the king of children. He brought children to steal wine and thought no one noticed it.

"Class leader, I respect you."

Hong spitted out his big tongue and came to Xia Tuo in front of him with a big jar.

"Come on, compare who drinks it first, and the loser drinks ten jars."

Gudong.

After the words came, Xia Tuo picked up the jar of wine and poured it down.

The patriarch is cheating again!

Hong was stunned, why did he say "I" again?

Then, he grabbed the jar of wine and poured it on. In the end, he drank eleven jars and his belly became round. Xia Tuo smiled from beginning to end.

At a bonfire party, everyone was consciously not talking about the slightest tribe affairs. One jar after another of the wine was opened, and one animal meat was brought to the grill, and they ate and drank it hard.

No one deliberately used the fighting spirit to evaporate the smell of alcohol. These wines mixed with spiritual energy and medicinal power make people lie drunk all over the floor.

Xia Tuo didn't extricate himself from alcohol, leaning against Jianling, next to him was Xia Yu sleeping heavily, with a flushed face and muttering to drink.

His eyes looked at the figure who was falling down, and his eyes were slowly confused. He no longer thought about any clan affairs. His spiritual world began to quiet, abandoned his perception of the outside world, and fell asleep.

Seeing this scene, Jian Ling didn't make any noise, let Xia Tuo lean on him comfortably and wait quietly.
Chapter completed!