The human race has warriors in the Heavenly Mai Realm, which is enough to open up a medium-sized tribe, like the Daqian tribe. Only the warriors who surpass the Heavenly Mai Realm have such strong people.

The clam clan once had such a strong man. It was really impossible to behave like a clam, and the sea water could not be measured.

Even though he was now in decline, Xia Tuo made up his mind at this moment and must be closer to the clam human race.

It is not for clam beads, but mainly for the friendship between the two tribes.

I remember the system that was photographed to death that he was quite happy to live until he was 100 years old. He was really angry that he was so angry that he turned into ashes. He had not yet grown up after the clam and had a long time to live. He couldn't afford to offend him.

There is a kind of strength called living for a long time and enduring you to death.

"The clam clan ancestor recorded that there was a powerful human tribe in this mountain range. The tribe's lord was known as Wan Gu Bo, with a million tribes, and its forces spanned north, south, east and west of the Wan Gu Mountains. Ten thousand tribes came to pay tribute. This bottle was left at that time."

"Oh." Xia Tuo nodded mechanically and was taught.

He was thinking in his heart that the gap between two thousand and millions was almost crying, and he was just crying without tears.

This is a powerful tribe that appeared in the Wangu Mountains earlier than the Daqian Tribe.

Look, Wan Gubo, this is how the name of this mountain range comes from.

"Can the leader of the Xia clan find such a bottle?"

He returned the porcelain bottle in his hand to the clam man in front of him, and Xia Tuo said: "Yes."

Isn’t it just porcelain? We will burn it when we go back.

"But this kind of thing was passed down a long time ago. I have never seen it in the Qiuyu Tribe. There are only some black and black pots, so it takes some time to find it."

Xia Tuo didn't feel incredible about the fact that the large tribe could fire porcelain at the time. The wisdom of the human race was very powerful. Just imagine a powerful tribe that exists like a giant in the eyes of the surrounding tribes, and naturally it will start to pay attention to the details of life.

The power of a tribe is not only the power of the strong, but also the power of everything in the entire tribe, including people's livelihood, the honor and pride of the tribe, simply put, most of the demeanor.

People who are not well-fed and don’t wear warm clothes are spending time looking for food all day, and don’t even clean up themselves, and look like they are covered in rags. If such a person has the temperament and pride, he will be a ghost.

Anyway, if this thing is burned, it can also be bartered to other tribes, not just for the clam human race.

After the words came, Xia Tuo bowed his hand, turned around and jumped out of the clam hall, and returned to the shore.

This industry is not a loss. At least I know that a long time ago, there were indeed powerful human tribes living on this land. The human tribes had established relatively high civilized tribes, but they were just lost.

"Goodbye."

Xia Tuo then took the small clam shell thrown by the clam and took his tribe members on the way home.

The huge clam hall on the water behind him did not disappear immediately. In the clam rear game, Xia Tuo and his group disappeared deep in the woods, and the huge clam shell slowly began to sink.

"Mr. Clam, this Xia tribe is really good."

The little clam girl who was following behind the clam and whispered softly, and the other little clam girl nodded and agreed.

The clam queen pondered, and a trace of thought appeared on her pretty face. She was a little doubtful if she had met a worse person.

She learned from the clan book that passed down from the clan that there are many bad people in the human race, why did she meet a good one?

The clam tribe is related to the Xia tribe. The reason is that many years ago, Xia Tuo buried a dead clam man on the edge of the water, and later rescued several captured clam man from the Black Water Tribe. She knew all of these.

The human race is really strange.

The clams looked at the pearls all over the ground in his hall, and corals like trees, showing a look of contemplation.

No, that human race is also bad.

She observed the joy that the man saw in the eyes of clam beads, but he exchanged the things instead of snatching them directly.

It's so strange that people actually like the clam beads that she is too lazy to pick up.

...

On the way back to the tribe, Xia Tuo showed contemplation. He didn't say enough about the words behind the clam. Speaking of which, firing porcelain was a difficult problem for him, a poor student.

He remembered that special mud was needed to fire porcelain.

To be honest, he has never seen porcelain burning, but he has seen red bricks burning. I don’t know if it’s the same thing.

It was puzzled and made it difficult for him as the patriarch.

It seems that going back to the tribe requires brainstorming again.

Fortunately, he is not alone, and has a whole tribe as a backing. He only needs to provide an idea and let the tribe members try it out.

"Yes, it seems like digging a cave as a place to burn porcelain embryos. If it is wrong, you have to find mud first."

Find mud.

Dig a cave.

Find mud.

...

Along the way, Xia Tuo felt that this was more difficult than practicing.

How many times has the system been coming in a thousand times?

After returning to the tribe, he found several old craftsmen in the tribe and told him what he thought.

"Captain, are you talking about burning pots?"

In the stone house, an old man with slightly sparse hair and beard sitting in front of the bonfire said.

Xia Tuo thought about it and first came up with ceramics. Porcelain was discovered during the process of humans constantly firing pottery. Then he nodded and said, "Uh, yes."

"You burn a batch of pottery for use by the tribe."

He suddenly remembered that he had been spending all these years of spending time on developing force and really neglecting life. How could a powerful tribe do this?

"Clan leader, this is easy to deal with. Many people in the clan have burned some small pottery themselves. There is a piece of mud dug out from the ground in Niutou Mountain on the back to burn pottery."

"Okay, I'll leave this to you."

After sending a few old men away, Xia Tuo shook his head. It seemed that he had to do it step by step if he wanted to cook it. Who would not know how to do it? Some things can make people suffocate even if they were separated by a piece of window paper.

That afternoon, the giant who went to the wilderness outside the mountain came back and brought back a large amount of ore and supplies needed by the tribe.

In the valley, the Qingfeng Horses, who had unloaded ore and resources from their backs, roared to the sky one by one, and then ran towards the outside of the tribe. The tribe members did not stop them. With the green fire on these Qingfeng Horses, they would not run far.

"Captain, I'm back."

Putting down the thing, Ju immediately came to pay homage to Xia Tuo.

"Thank you for a hard time, this is a twenty-day trip."

"Hehe, it's not hard."

Ju touched his big head, as if he had thought of something, and said, "I have to thank the patriarch for letting me go out to see so many scenes outside the tribe."

“Yo.”

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo looked at Ju in a daze. This guy was getting more and more able to speak.

"What did you know about going out this time?"

"Yes." Ju replied: "Clan leader, the tribe of Qiuyu outside the mountain is going to hold a market. I heard that the middle and lower tribes in the surrounding mountains and wastelands will bring their own specialties."

"Qiuyu tribe wants to hold a market."

Xia Tuo showed a hint of interest in his eyes. The Xia tribe also had this market, which has been available five years ago. However, his market was a little small, and it attracted the scattered parts of the surrounding mountains, which came to exchange for fine salt, weapons, armor, etc., and some mountain goods returned.

"I also heard that this market was opened in turn, and it was the turn of the rain-hunting tribe this year."

"Oh, so?"

"There are four medium tribes in the wasteland outside the mountain, waters and mountains. I heard that there is a very powerful upper tribe to the south. In order to prevent the upper tribe from expanding north, the four medium tribes united."

"You've found out?"

Ju smiled and replied, "I heard people say it on the road, and I will tell the patriarch how much others say it."

"You stupid guy."

Xia Tuo glanced at him in anger. He was all the soldiers in Kaishan Realm, and he was still so stupid.

"When will the market of Qiuyu Tribe open?"

"A month later, Tuzeshuitan outside Qiuyu tribe."

"Well, you go down and rest."

"Well, I'm leaving, patriarch."

After stretching, Xia Tuo walked out of the stone house and walked to the cliff south of the tribe. He looked down and there were many people digging holes in the southeast and east direction, and the medicine department dug a pond.

At the top of the mountain, Hong and others were building stone halls and were moving huge rocks to the mountain. Each piece was three or four meters thick and five or six meters long. However, in the eyes of the totem warriors, this was nothing.

"Class leader."

Hong, who was carrying the stone, saw Xia Tuo coming over and carried the stone to him.

"The stone palace is built higher and larger, well, three floors."

"Okay."

The huge rocks dug out near Niutou Mountain at the foot of the mountain were moved to the top of the mountain by the totem warriors and then built up. The flat stones several meters thick were not afraid of falling.
To be continued...