In front of a small stone house behind the Witch Palace, stone jars are placed, with herbs filled with strong medicinal fragrance.

Xia Tuo came here and entered the stone house. Old Man Wu was leaning on the stone bed and pretending to sleep. When he saw him coming, his eyes opened and closed, revealing turbidity.

He sat beside the bed and said, "Witch, now that the military merits have been rewarded, the clan has not yet established a military merit hall to check the military merits. You are the best in the entire tribe. The master of this military merit hall still needs you to take the helm."

Old Man Wu squinted his eyes, as if he hadn't spoken for several days, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his words.

"Are you going to fight?"

"Um."

Xia Tuo did not hide it and nodded.

"Is it the Qiuyu Tribe in the south or the Dongshan Tribe?"

"None are not." Xia Tuo shook his head and said without hiding it: "It is a tribe deep in the mountains."

"The military merit reward orders you issued are good, but can this great reward clan bear it?" Old Man Wu's eyes showed thoughts.

"It's okay now. If there are more blue-armored and black-armored warriors in the tribe in the future, what should we do? The scattered tribes we have gathered will only be only 200,000 to 300,000."

"The clan is doing the training resources for totem warriors in the clan, even if they have no military merits to reward their titles, so there is a distinction between titles and other titles, which can mobilize the enthusiasm of the clan members."

"As for the tribes given, the warriors with black armor above will not personally control the tribes, but will still be controlled by the tribes. Every year, the resources harvested by the tribes will be converted into animal cores or witch medicines to reward them."

"As for the lack of ethnic groups you always say, the tribe will expand outward next, first north and then south, sort out the interior of the mountains, and then steadily, and then walk out of the mountains after they are stabilized."

"Every totem warrior will give tokens, brand tribal totem marks, burn witch talismans to recognize their masters, and record their military achievements. The War Merit Hall is the place to check and record military achievements."

"After thinking about it, you come out to check the military achievements so that everyone in the clan can convince you."

Soon, outside a stone garden under the tribe's purple thunder sun tree, a tall stone plaque was hung, the War God Hall.

...

"Dead Xia Tuo, stinky Xia Tuo, actually let the great totem spirit do such a thing."

"Wuwu hate Xia Tuo so much."

"Wuwu is for worship, not for being a young worker. It's fine if you deduct Wuwu's demon core, but you can also deceive Wuwu's beast core and Wuwu's slaves. Is this what humans do?"

In the Totem Hall, Wuwu was filled with rectangular bronze medals the size of a child's palm, and a blue light kept falling from Wuwu's body and seeping into the bronze medal.

An illusory totem phantom appeared in the green light and was imprinted on the bronze medal.

Wuwu was doing it while scolding, but his movements were not slow at all.

"Wuwu has never seen such a shameless person."

...

Under the night, in the mountains two hundred miles away from the tribe, a roar of eagle cries sounded, with a hint of misery in the sound, black back, blue and black wings stained blood, and feathers withered.

Qing Cang, who was three meters tall, was flying towards the Xia tribe. A blood-stained figure lay on the back of the not-so-wide eagle. Her strong body, armor was broken, her chest was covered with blood, and an arrow was tied to her shoulders.

Early the next morning, golden crows rose, Xia Tuo walked out of the stone hall while moving his hands and feet, and heard a miserable eagle cry resounding throughout the tribe.

A black dot fell directly from the air, the feathers of the blue eagle broke, and the figure on the back even rolled and slammed heavily on the ground.

...

In a while, there were chaotic figures in the summer garden.

In the garden, Qiao'er was muttering an obscure curse in her mouth, and her tender little hands pressed on the injured warrior's chest. A dark breath was pulled out in the bloody and bloody place.

"Class leader, this is the mountain. He led a team of people to patrol the northeast of the mountain range."

Yang, who was rushing to see the figure who was still unconscious, changed his face. His injuries were not just skin wounds, but his internal organs had shifted, his blood and qi were disordered, and he had no idea how many bones had cracked.

Xia Tuo felt a trace of demonic aura in his body, and was torturing Mingshan's body.

Buzz!

The Demon-killing Order took it out and placed it on Mingshan's chest. The black witchcraft light that appeared in Qiao'er's hand slowly penetrated into her body and began to repair some injuries.

Then, from the witch medicine brought by Qiao'er, she took out a portion of witch medicine ground into powder and applied it to Mingshan's chest.

"Uncle."

Qiao'er glanced at Xia Tuo and shook her head gently.

Dark Mountain is the peak power of the Stone Rift Realm. Now the clan is vigorously cultivating warriors at the peak of the Stone Rift Realm to advance to the Totem Realm. After he returns from completing the mission, he will be able to go to the Spirit Gathering Hall to practice, and he has a great opportunity to be promoted to the Kaishan Realm in one fell swoop.

This made Yang's face look very bad. Wushan returned seriously injured. The soldiers in the tribes under Wushan were probably in danger.

"The last time the patriarch made a message was five days ago, and he said it was in the northeastern Youcao Valley."

"Get the map!"

At Xia Tuo's order, someone soon brought a circle of animal skin rolls and spread them out. Yang also retrieved some animal skin rolls that recorded information from the dark.

The animal skin rolls spread out and put together to form a huge mountain map, which is more than ten meters long. This is not all, just a complete map of some of the mountains to the east of the Xia tribe.

Since the Xia tribe established a clan, Anbu has received Xia Tuo's orders, so over the years, the soldiers of Anbu have crept out of the forest and climbed mountains, and have portrayed these maps step by step.

"The valley of the Grass is here."

Following Yang's words, Xia Tuo found a place surrounded by mountains.

"The valley is about thirty miles north and south, fifteen miles east and west. The valley is flat and full of grass and trees. There are no large ferocious beasts. Because it grows a kind of dark sword grass with a knee high, it is therefore named."

Yang spread out the animal skin roll in his hand and muttered, all of which were recorded based on the oral narratives of the warriors in the clan.

"Find out all the records related to the surrounding mountains."

Yang nodded and said, "I have ordered people to go to the Palace of Inheritance to take it."

Soon some tribe members came from outside and brought back a few animal skin rolls.

"Look at it all."

After Xia Tuo finished speaking, he also took a animal skin scroll and opened it, which recorded a large snake suspected to be a giant python near the Youcao Valley.

No.

After checking all the records near the valley, there was no strange place.

"Class leader."

At this time, the Lu came from outside. When he entered the tribe, he heard the conversation between the tribe members, and hurried to the stone garden where Xia Tuo was.

"Elder Lu is back."

"Elder."

When Yang saw the deer return, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

"cough……"

"Uncle, he's awake."

Wushan's mouth reversed blood, his body trembled and twitched. He opened his eyes and saw everyone, and was about to get up, but he was suppressed by everyone.

“Speak slowly.”

"There are ~ the center of the grass valley, and there are tribal life in the pit. They will kill everyone when they see it. They are all poisoned."

"Let the sun rest well."

"Class leader, I personally go to the valley to investigate."

Lu looked at the soldiers under his command who were seriously injured and several others died. The gloomy face became even more ugly, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Catch someone back."

Soon the deer drove a big eagle and flew out of the tribe. Xia Tuo felt that he would not be calm next.

A day later, the deer returned and caught a human race with red eyes and fine scales on the surface of the body under the beast robe.

Buzz!

A black airflow derives from the air and turns into a phantom with four horns on the head, a horse, and a ox tail.

Suddenly, Xia Tuo's eyes became particularly serious, and the guess in his heart was becoming reality step by step.

Since receiving the Demon-killing Order, the name Demon has been constantly stirring up his mind, and he can't even wave it like a dream demon.

Six hundred years ago, the demonic confinement destroyed the mid-sized tribes overnight, and it is still constantly traumatizing the Ancient Mountains. Now, the human demon tribes are constantly appearing in the mountains, so he has to pay attention to it.

"What is the scene in the sinkhole."

Soon, Xia Tuo reacted, how could he be afraid before the battle? Since the demon tribe appeared, then fight.

Haven't I started preparing for it a few years ago?

He wanted to see how much blood this monster could fall.

Being in the Eternal Mountains is in the game. Even if you hide, you can hide for a while but not for a lifetime.

"The clan leader, the sky pit is small outside and big inside. It looks more like a huge cave, dark and humid inside. The human race living inside may no longer be considered human."

The deer looked at the figure lying on the ground with fine scales attached to the figure, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

"These people have a very sharp sense of smell and cannot see clearly. I was discovered just after I entered."
To be continued...