"Wuzhiqi is a water demon! He once prevented the great Xia from controlling floods in Kyushu, and brought great suffering to our ancestors!"
Xia Qi spoke loudly and gestured secretly, asking Wei and other warriors to detain the three leaders and senior officials. Then he looked down: "Fa! I believe your father was just deceived..."
"good!"
At this time, the young man had no plans at all, otherwise his father would not have kept him from participating in major events.
With his mind at a loss, he nodded repeatedly as if grasping a life-saving straw: "My father must have been confused by the spells cast by those hateful water monsters!!"
"Ah, very good!"
Xia Qi smiled: "So... you have to prove your loyalty to the human race to us, Fa! Are you willing to lead the warriors of the Shang Zhang Department to fight to suppress the water demon?"
At this time, there was a hint of confusion in his voice: "As long as you do this, I will not only release your father, but our Xia clan will also definitely support you in inheriting the position of leader!"
At present, the leaders of the ancestor clans still adopt the method of combining hereditary inheritance and abdication. It can be said that they are in the transition period from the public world to the family world.
Of course, the Xia clan established its system in succession from father to son, and from brother to brother, and some people within the clan already called it the Xia Kingdom.
And these Guishan tribes still produce leaders through concessions and recommendations.
Young Fa's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this: "Dear envoy of Daxia, I am willing to assist you in suppressing the water demon and prove my loyalty to the human race and the covenant!"
He half-knelt down and offered the bronze sword in his hand.
"No… "
Zhang seemed to want to say something more, but Fang Yuan stepped forward and stuffed several balls of linen into the mouths of the three people. They were immediately speechless.
"We are willing to follow the young master!"
The other warriors of the Shang Zhang tribe looked at each other in shock, but when they saw their leader being held captive by the other party, and having the righteousness of the human race, they still knelt down and offered their weapons to express their submission.
"good!"
Xia Qi laughed loudly: "The same is true for the two tribes of Doulu and Lilou, Yuan! You and Fa lead the warriors and let them know the punishment from the Central Plains! If you are willing to abandon the dark and turn to the light, then accept it!"
"promise!"
Fang Yuan agreed, feeling like a mirror in his heart.
Taking the leader hostage is nothing more than subduing the unyielding and giving him some control.
At this time, it is not enough to suppress the water demon, and it is extremely easy to repeat - as long as there are still high-level officials on the run! Therefore, we must act immediately to attack the other two tribes, make a blood feud between them, and then rob the wealth and women. This is called surrender!
As long as you do this, even if the leaders of the three tribes escape tomorrow, there will be nothing left to do.
Hearing this, the eyes of Lu, Kang and other leaders were full of despair, and they whined loudly, but were speechless.
After all, when they came out this time, they had already brought out the elite of the clan. Their defense was empty. If they were caught off guard, they would be defeated and suffer heavy losses.
"Only the dream masters of the main world can perform such machinations. These stubborn ancestors will probably suffer a big loss!"
Xia Qi sat in Shangzhang and guarded several leaders. Fang Yuan immediately mobilized his troops to prepare for the attack. He was still sighing in his heart: "In the blink of an eye, the original population of 100,000 and tens of thousands of soldiers were not only no hindrance, but immediately He has become a helping hand, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain, so we can see our methods!"
"Yuan, this time we are going to all the warriors of the Xiangyang clan. If we defeat two tribes, we will have to share the spoils!"
Wei was carrying a big bow on her back, her eyes were shining brightly, and she was happy to hear the battle, which made Fang Yuan speechless.
Where is the legendary fair lady who lives in the River Continent at Guan Guan Ju Jiu? Where did you go
…
The sky is bright.
The Shang Zhang Department was very lively.
The warriors came back in small groups, their bronze swords still stained with blood, and their heads tied around their waists. These were all proof of their merits.
Behind them, a large number of women were strung up with straw ropes and lined up in a row. There were also bacon, earthen jars filled with grains, etc. These were all wealth.
Defeating hostile tribes and plundering people was a matter of course at this time. Even the captured women were very docile, as if they had long been used to it.
"Emissary, we attacked Doulu and Lilou this time and won a complete victory. We killed hundreds of enemies, captured over a thousand, and burned their houses!"
In front of outsiders, Fang Yuan still behaved solemnly and solemnly.
"Very good, I will reward you immediately and distribute the women and food!"
The enemy's lair was empty, and his own elite raided, with the Dream Master leading the team. Xia Qi had never thought about the reason for failure. At this time, he made a quick decision: "Also, if there are soldiers who have taken refuge, we will also accept them and send envoys. The major tribes in Huimen Guishan... With this deterrent, those small tribes dare not not come! Then mobilize tens of thousands of people and ask them to help explore the Huai River and look for traces of Wuzhi Qi!"
"good!"
Fang Yuan looked at Fa, who had a happy face next to him, and felt some pity unconsciously.
Although this kid has some power at this time, in order to maintain his power in the future, he can only bow to the Xia clan externally and brutally suppress internally, even if he is not a tyrant.
Of course, it's none of his business.
At the moment, Xia Qi is in charge of the rewards, which are fair and just, and everyone is happy.
"Yuan, look at this fabric, does it look good?"
Wei didn't care about anything else. She only wanted a few bronze swords and a large piece of printing dye. She was smiling and obviously very happy.
"very beautiful!"
Fang Yuan was speechless, secretly sighing that women's love for beauty is ordinary no matter when or where.
"There will still be some time before we notify all ministries and gather manpower..."
After the reward was over, he went straight to a hut and began to inspect his loot.
Fang Yuan was not interested in those bottles and jars, but because these tribes seemed to have the inheritance of witchcraft, he deliberately swept through the big houses of several priests and snatched several baskets of oracle bones and ropes. It's all tears.
"Don't look at these big baskets. In fact, the total amount of information may not even include a few pieces of paper... Heck, there are only oracle bones. This knot was made casually. Ghosts can recognize it. It seems that Xia has to let Xia Qidao will leave some people behind and spare my two priest apprentices to translate..."
At this time, he casually picked up a piece of gray-white bone, with several symbols engraved on it, as if a person was walking away with his arms open.
"It's a bit pictographic... Of course, the most important thing is that there is a natural energy in this crack..."
Fang Yuan stroked the lines on the tortoise shell and naturally felt a primitive and wild atmosphere.
"The most important thing in the practice of witchcraft is one's own self. These classics are just an introduction, using various qi mechanisms in the world and nature to trigger the blood vessels in the ancestors... thus transforming the physical body and giving birth to various magical powers!"
"It seems that the ancestors of this world actually all have a little bit of witchcraft qualifications, and the ancestors of the Jiuli tribe are the best... Of course, after the failure of the battle with the saint, the tribe has perished, and the survivors are either divided among the various tribes. , giving birth to a large number of mixed blood, or hiding in the wild places of the four extremes, lingering... If there is a chance, I still want to see the final inheritance of these witches!"
Fang Yuan picked and picked, and finally, when he picked up a red oracle bone, his energy moved and he responded.
"This should be the word 'fire'!"
He looked at the flame-like carvings on the oracle bones and thought thoughtfully: "The qualifications of this body are really poor, but with the increase of my divine energy, I can still detect the slightest movement of blood power in the body. This is The foundation of witchcraft. It seems that this Yuan has a trace of the ancestral witchcraft of fire. If he can cultivate to the peak, will he be Zhu Rong?"
Zhurong, the ancestor of fire in the south, is said to have the head of a beast and the body of a man, covered in red scales, with fire snakes pierced in his ears, and fire dragons on his feet.
"Of course, with my current level, there is a huge difference!"
The flame patterns on this oracle bone inscriptions have at most the aura of fire witches. If we talk about the charm of the avenue, it cannot be calculated by logic.
But who is Fang Yuan? As long as you open the door, these basics will naturally be at your fingertips, and your divine energy will immediately move, pulling in the fire attribute energy from the outside world to replenish yourself.
A trace of blood in the body, cultivated by this vitality, couldn't help but develop and grow, with a bit of golden-red color, glowing red.
"The bloodline has grown stronger!"
I don't know how long it took, but Fang Yuan stood up and felt that there seemed to be some changes, but it seemed as if nothing had changed.
When I walked to the water tank, I saw a young man inside, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and bulging muscles on his body that seemed to have a red glow.
The edges of his eyebrows were glowing with traces of red, forming runes. He was slightly focused, and his pupils seemed to be emitting flames.
"My bloodline is stronger, my body is stronger, and I seem to have a little more magical power? Of course, my basic level is too high, and this little increase in my body through witchcraft can't affect anything at all..."
He frowned, then relaxed, and looked at his attribute column:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Essence: 48
Qi: 48
God: 60
Occupation: Dream Soldier
Cultivation: Xusheng (fourth level), Wuzong (fifth level)
Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body Skill [Sixth Level (1%)], Hundred Poison Alchemy Body [First Refining], Eight Sword Formation [Five Swords (1%)]
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation Skills [Level 5], Fire Eyes [Level 1]"
"An additional flaming eye specialty? Can it be upgraded to flaming eyes and golden eyes in the future?"
Fang Yuan pondered for a moment, focused on this specialty, and immediately obtained more information:
"Fire Eye [Level 1]: The unique ability of the Fire Ancestral Witch bloodline to a certain concentration. It can see through a certain degree of illusions, obstacles, vitality, etc. It is currently at Level 1 and condenses a flame spiritual pattern."
"Fire Spirit Pattern..."
He couldn't help but touch his red eyebrow, "Is that what you're talking about?"
Immediately walked out of the house and found Xia Qi.
"Huh? You have learned witchcraft so quickly? Is this red eyebrows and flaming eyes? It seems that the Zhu Rong bloodline in this body is very strong!"
Xia Qi was slightly surprised, but he didn't mention the ban on witchcraft at all.
Mastering this kind of power would be a sin to outsiders, but nothing to one's own.