After hearing the words of Shi, Xia Tuo showed contemplation. It was obvious that Shi's status in the tribe was influenced by his offering of salt.

The emotions of Feng's emotions fluctuated in a short period of time, and generally speaking, they seemed a little disappointed.

"Since it's a big event that concerns my brother's future, I will do my best to do it."

Xia Tuo looked solemn and clasped his fists at the penis.

"Good brother."

Shi was a little moved. He had done what the Great Elder had given him, but he didn't know if there was any reward, but if it was done badly, he would inevitably be neglected or even punished for the Great Elder.

At that time, you will go to the Black Tooth Water to drill into the forest and step on the puddle. How could you feel so comfortable in the tribe? Even if you are not lucky, you will be completely buried in that water nest.

The change of Feng's expression was in Xia Tuo's eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his thoughts were flowing in his heart. The so-called confusion among the authorities was obviously Feng's fall into it unconsciously.

Even if there is a hint of clarity, he will show suspicion about his words, and at the least he will have to go to the Lu tribe to investigate.

After all, just one or two words of him, how could he believe that a tribe with nearly a thousand people was completely destroyed and no one was left?

Fortunately, Shin did not do this. At this moment, he was trapped in the inability to complete the task of the Great Elder and was worried about his future in the tribe.

Xia Tuo came to Dafeng Tribe this time, with the purpose of how to safely let his tribe take the Lu Tribe and replace it.

Perhaps the Great Feng Tribe didn't care, but he didn't dare to be so casual. He couldn't bet. If he lost once, it would be like he was completely finished.

The result is good.

It seems that God is favoring the Xia tribe.

The battle between the Dafeng tribe and the Hei Shui tribe is still in full swing, and even the great elders of the Dafeng tribe need to go out to patrol each department to stabilize the emotions of each department.

For this, we still need to pay a lot of rewards to appease the hearts of the people of all tribes.

The small tribes under the Dafeng tribe follow the Dafeng tribe to fight, not just because of the vassal relationship. If the upper sect leader cannot bring benefits to the tribe, it will be okay once or twice. Who will play with you after a long time?

He didn't know what his status was in the Great Wind Tribe, but he was the only totem warrior he could come into contact with in the Great Wind Tribe, and he could only start with him.

Perhaps it would be great to have a meeting with a presbyterian in Dafeng’s Ministry of Great Wind. Thinking of this, he looked at the pen again, hoping that this guy would not let his expectations down.

"Good brother, I will go back with you tomorrow. I want to see which tribe dares to act wild."

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo was shocked and thought to himself that if he went back with him, wouldn't it be revealed?

Then he turned around and ordered to the deer behind him, "You should hurry back to the tribe immediately and summon the clan members to send fifty junctions of green crystal salt here."

"You should be careful on the road and not be discovered by other tribes, so as not to steal it secretly."

Lu took the order and left, and Xia Tuo turned his eyes to Feng again.

"Brother, how can you leave the tribe at this time? I asked my tribe members to send Qingjing salt, so that the elder can show his abilities in the tribe and make the elder rely more on the elder."

Staring at the pen, Xia Tuo kept talking.

"The more this time, the more the elder should share the worries of the elder. When I go back, I immediately ask my tribe members to mine salt mines and never cause trouble for my elder brother."

Speaking of this, he paused and a hint of embarrassment appeared in his expression.

"Brother also knows that my Xia tribe is a group of old, weak, women and children. This time, more than a hundred young and strong people have been lost at once, and there are also several totem warriors. They are inevitably unable to do things. In order to help my elder do what the elder ordered, I will not hide it."

"I need crossbows and armor. I don't need more, ten pairs are enough. After I go back, I will hand them over to the strongest tribes, so that they can resist the tribes that peep at the salt mines."

"There is also the salt mines of the Lu tribe that are getting more and more difficult. The veins deep in the mine are extremely hard. It is difficult for ordinary stone tools to knock down salt grains. I need my brother to give me some hard texture stone tools."

After hearing Xia Tuo's request, he was stunned at first and then reacted.

Xia Tuo’s request was not an exaggeration. Over the years, the Lu tribe has received more rewards from the Dafeng tribe than this, but things are different.

He is not the leader of the clan. Even if he is a piece of armor and an arrow, he cannot give it to the foreign tribes openly.

However, he had seen the clan power of the Xia tribe. There were only five or six hundred people, and hundreds of people were lost. It was really thin to supply salt.

For a moment, his heart that had just been relieved was suspended again, looking at Xia Tuo with some embarrassment.

"Can you give some hard-textured stone soldiers? This way, it will be faster to mine salt mines, otherwise I can only stare at me."

He quickly got up and returned, holding two stone soldiers, one dagger and the other knife in his hand. He was pitch black all over and the blade was sharp, and handed it to Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo grabbed the black spirit dagger and cut it off the stone soldiers he brought. With a crisp sound, the stone spear in his hand shattered a piece of debris, but the dagger was not damaged at all.

Now, he was stunned.

The dagger made by the Black Spirit Stone is good, but it is not what he wants.

While he was not paying attention, his big hand holding the dagger exerted force secretly.

"This kind of stone soldier is great. This is a stone soldier made of black spirit stone, which is stronger than the Qingyao stone in your hand..."

Click!

The crack collapsed along the dagger, and the words of the snail ended abruptly.

"Brother, I treat you as my elder brother, but you treat you as a monkey."

After throwing the Black Spirit dagger down, Xia Tuo's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

"No!"

At this moment, Yin was stunned. It was related to his future, so how could he make a joke?

At this moment, he no longer cared whether what Xia Tuo said was true or not. Even if the Lu tribe was destroyed by the beast tide, he would just get a lot of salt.

The dagger he brought was a stone soldier made of black spirit stone and a standard weapon for ordinary soldiers of the Dafeng tribe. The hardness of this stone is far greater than that of Qingyao Stone and Lingguang Stone.

As for the bronze soldiers in the tribe, there are very few that are created, and no few are created every year. Only tribe elders and thousands of men can do it.

As for the bronze sword in his hand, it was passed to him by his son. His son was once a tribe leader, but he was seriously injured by a ferocious beast a few years ago. After years of wear and tear, the blade was already covered with scars.

"I'll look for it again."

Qin got up again and walked out. This time it took half a day to come back, holding a bag of animal skin in his arms.

"Look at this."

clang clang clang!

As the animal skin bag in the arms opened, several irregular stones with metallic luster fell down, and the collision sound was crisp.

"bronze."

Suddenly, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up. He had been envious of the bronze soldiers for a long time.

Of course, what I brought was not the bronze soldiers, but the scrap materials discarded from the smelting bronze soldiers. There were seven pieces of waste, of varying sizes, with colors such as blue, red, red, purple, silver and white. It was obviously an alloy of various minerals.

Even bronze waste is a secret that is not passed down in the Dafeng tribe. You should know that bronze soldiers are stronger and sharper than other stone tools and bone soldiers. Even if the talisman attached from the witch is added, the great power it has is unimaginable.

For the sake of his future, Yin can be said to be a fight this time.

Trying to restrain the excitement deep in his eyes, Xia Tuogu said in disbelief: "Are these things OK? Are they harder than stone tools?"

The look that I didn't believe it made Yan a little angry.

"This is the residue left by the bronze weapons created in the tribe. Do you know what a bronze soldier is?"

As he said that, the penis even took out the bronze knife in his hand in vain.

"Are the bronze knives made of these ugly stones?"

Xia Tuo still didn't believe it, so he shook his head and let it go, and Jian wanted to beat him.

"What do you know? This is ore, which requires furnace smelting, and the best craftsmen in the tribe need to go through many processes, and there is no mistake every time."

"real?"

"If you don't believe me, I'll beat you up."

Feng finally got angry about Xia Tuo's suspicion.

"All right."

Xia Tuo reluctantly wrapped six pieces of ore waste in animal skin and placed them in his bamboo basket, covering several layers with animal skin.

...

He was not in a hurry to leave the Dafeng tribe, but he did not dare to walk around the Dafeng tribe at will. Now many soldiers of the Dafeng tribe are fighting outside, and the tribe is more strict with outsiders.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Xia Tuo could only crouch in the house, but the steed was very busy. There were many small subordinates under the Dafeng tribe, and he was busy consolidating the tributes of various tribes.

In order to fight against the Hei Shui Tribe this time, the tribes under the Dafeng Tribe were made by people and resources.

Outside the stone house, Xia Tuo looked at the force-testing stone pillar not far away with gaze. The teenagers from the Dafeng tribe sweated and tried to blast out their own strength around the pitch-black stone pillar.

"Six hundred june."

"Seven hundred june."

"Nine hundred jun."

"Nine hundred and seventy junctures."

...

Noisy sounds came into Xia Tuo's ears. Yes, he was listening to the corner of the wall and had been listening for a day.

This day was not without any gains. He received some useful news from the scattered words of the boy from the Dafeng tribe.

In the Great Wind Division, if the power reaches 500 jin, it is called a quasi-totem warrior. When the power reaches 900 jin, it can trigger the totem branding totem divine pattern when the tribe sacrifices the totem.

Of course, totems cannot be easily triggered. As strong as the Great Wind Tribe, it only sacrifices totems once a year. At this time, any young man in the tribe who has a power of 900 jin can participate in totem sacrifices.

The boundary of the power of the physical body is Qianjun. If you want to cross the threshold of Qianjun's power, you must imprint the totem divine pattern, use the totem divine pattern as a medium, absorb spiritual power wandering between heaven and earth, and baptize the body.

The force measurement totem pole is divided into five large grids, and each large grid is divided into ten small grids, and each small grid represents the power of Baijun.

After more than five thousand jin of power, it means having the strength of Kaishan Realm. People on the wild land believe that only by emitting a sense of qi in the body can this force be broken through.

Of course, the power of five thousand jin is just the most basic power of the Kaishan Realm warrior.
Chapter completed!