"Wuzhiqi is a water monster! He once obstructed the great Xia to control the floods in Jiuzhou, which brought deep suffering to our ancestors!"

Xia Qi said loudly, making a secret gesture, asking Wei and other warriors to seize the three leaders and senior officials, and then looked at him: "Fao! I believe that your father was just blinded..."

"good!"

The boy at this time had no scheming at all, otherwise his father would not have stopped him from participating in major events.

The six gods were in power, as if they had caught a life-saving straw, nodded repeatedly: "My father must have been confused by those hateful water demons casting spells!!"

"Yeah, very good!"

Xia Qi smiled: "So...you want to prove your loyalty to the human race to us, and fight! Are you willing to lead the warriors of Shangzhang Department to fight to suppress the water demon?"

At this moment, there was a hint of bewitching in his voice: "As long as you do this, I can not only release your father, our Xia clan, but also support you in inheriting the position of the leader!"

At present, the leaders of the ancestors still adopt a combination of hereditary and abdication. It can be said that they are in the transition period of the transformation from the public to the family.

Of course, the Xia clan established a system, and the father and son had already succeeded, and the brothers were finally together. Some people called the Xia Kingdom.

These Guishan tribes still produced leaders during the abdication and election.

When the young man heard this, his eyes lit up: "The noble messenger of Daxia, I am willing to help you suppress the water demons and prove my army's loyalty to the human race and the covenant!"

He half-kneeled down and offered the bronze sword in his hand.

"No……"

Zhang seemed to want to say something, but Fang Yuan stepped forward and stuffed a few balls of linen into the mouths of the three people. They couldn't speak immediately.

"We are willing to follow the young master!"

The warriors from other Shangzhang tribes looked at each other, but when they saw the leader detaining him in the hands of the other party and having human rights, they still knelt down and offered weapons to express their surrender.

"good!"

Xia Qi laughed: "Dou Lu family, the two tribes of the Lou family are the same, Yuan! You and Fa lead the soldiers to let them know the punishment from the Central Plains! If you are willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, then accept it!"

"promise!"

Fang Yuan agreed, and his heart was even more clear.

The capturing of the leader as a hostage is just a suppression of unfairness and can be slightly driven.

At this time, it is still a big shortage to suppress the water monster, and it is extremely easy to repeat as long as there are senior officials on the run! Therefore, you must act immediately and attack the other two tribes to make blood feuds between each other, and then plunder wealth and women. This is called a letter of fame!

As long as you do this, even if the leaders of the three tribes escape tomorrow, they will be unable to make the world come true.

Hearing this, the leaders Lu, Kang and others were filled with despair, and they were whimpering, but they couldn't speak.

After all, when they came out this time, they had already brought out the elites of the clan. The defense was empty and caught off guard, they would inevitably be defeated and suffered heavy losses.

‘Only dream masters in the main world can use this kind of power strategy. These ancestors with a stubborn mind may suffer a great loss!’

Xia Qi was in charge of Shang Zhang and guarding several leaders. Fang Yuan immediately mobilized people to attack, and was still sighing in his heart: "In a blink of an eye, the original population of 100,000 and tens of thousands of soldiers not only did not hinder, but immediately became helpers, turning their hands into clouds and turning their hands into rain, so that we could see our means!"

"Yuan, this time we went all the warriors of the Yang clan. If we conquered two tribes, we would have to give us a spoil!"

Wei was carrying a big bow on her back, looking full of light, and Wen Zhan looked happy, making Fang Yuan speechless.

The legendary doves are singing in Guanguan, where is the graceful lady on the River Island? Where did she go?

...

The sky is bright.

The Shangzhang Department is very lively.

Groups of warriors came back, with blood stains on the bronze sword and a head on their waists. These are all proof of their merits.

Behind him, a large number of women strung with straw ropes, lined up in a row, as well as bacon, clay jars filled with grains, etc., all of which are wealth.

Defeating hostile tribes and plundering people is natural at this time. Even the captured women are very docile, as if they have been used to it.

"Emporter, this time we attacked the two divisions of Doulu and Lilou, and won a great victory. We killed hundreds of enemies, captured more than a thousand prisoners, and burned their houses!"

In front of outsiders, Fang Yuan still acted sternly and reported solemnly.

"Very good, I will immediately preside over the rewards and send the women and food!"

The enemy's nest was empty, and the elite raids on his own side, and the dream division led the team. Xia Qi never thought about the reason for failure. At this time, he made a quick decision: "Also, there are soldiers who surrender to accept them, send envoys, and join the major tribes of Guishan... With this deterrence, those small tribes dare not come! At that time, mobilize tens of thousands of people to help explore the Huai River and find traces of Wuzhiqi!"

"good!"

Fang Yuan looked at the joyful face next to him, and unconsciously felt a little pity.

Although this kid had some power at this time, in order to maintain his power in the future, he could only bow to the Xia tribe externally and brutally suppress it internally, and he could not be a tyrant.

Of course, this does not do his business.

At present, Xia Qi presided over the reward, and everyone was very happy.

"Yuan, do you look at this fabric? Is it good?"

Wei didn't care about the others, she only had a few bronze swords and a large piece of printed dye, and she kept smiling, obviously very happy.

"very beautiful!"

Fang Yuan was speechless and sighed secretly that a woman's love for beauty was ordinary no matter when and where.

"It's still a while before notifying the departments and gathering their staff..."

When the reward was over, he found a hut and began to check his spoils this time.

Fang Yuan was not interested in those bottles and jars, but because these tribes seemed to have inherited witchcraft, they deliberately swept through several priests' houses and snatched several baskets of oracle bones and ropes out. When they saw this, they were filled with tears.

"Don't look at such a few big baskets, in fact, the amount of information is added up, maybe not even a few pieces of paper... It's really a ghost, and it's fine if there are oracle bone inscriptions. This knot is woven casually. The ghost can recognize it. It seems that Xia Qidao has to keep someone under the sword and let me two priest apprentices translate..."

At this time, I picked up a gray-white bone piece, and there were several symbols engraved on it, as if a person was spreading his arms and walking around the sun.

"It has a bit of a pictographic smell... Of course, the most important thing is that the crack is filled with natural energy..."

Fang Yuan stroked the lines on the tortoise shell and naturally felt a simple and wilderness atmosphere.

"The most important thing about the witch's practice lies in itself. These classics are just an introduction, using various qi in the heaven and earth nature to trigger the bloodlines in the body of the ancestors... thus transforming the body and producing various supernatural powers!"

"It seems that the ancestors of this world actually have a trace of witch qualifications. The ancestors of the Jiuli tribe are the best... Of course, after the failure of the battle with the saints, this tribe has been destroyed. The remaining people will either be divided up by various tribes and have a large number of mixed blood, or they will hide in the wilderness of the four poles and survive... If you have the chance, you should still check out the final inheritance of these witches!"

Fang Yuan picked up the pick and picked up the red oracle bone, and finally, when he picked up a red oracle bone, his body's energy moved and he responded.

"This should be the word 'fire'!"

He looked at the carvings like a flame on the oracle bones and thought: "The qualifications of this body are really bad enough, but with the increase in my divine essence, I can still detect a trace of blood power in my body. This is the foundation of the witch. It seems that this body has a trace of the remains of the ancestor witch of fire. If I can practice to the peak, is it Zhu Rong?"

Zhurong is the ancestor of fire in the south. It is rumored that the beast head is a human body, wearing red scales, ears are pierced by fire snakes, and feet are pierced by fire dragons.

"Of course, at my current level, it's a huge difference!"

The flame pattern on the oracle bone inscriptions has at most aura of fire witches. If you talk about the rhyme of the great way, it is also unreasonable.

But who is Fang Yuan? As long as you open the entry, these basics will naturally be able to capture them. The divine energy will move immediately, pulling the fire energy from the outside world to replenish yourself.

A trace of blood in the body, after being cultivated by this vitality, could not help but grow and grow, with a little golden red color, red light.

"The bloodline has grown stronger!"

I don’t know how long it took, but Fang Yuan stood up and felt that there had been some changes, but it seemed that there was no change.

When I walked to the water tank, I saw a young man inside, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, bulging muscles on his body, and it seemed to have a red light.

The edges of the eyebrows were red, forming runes, and they were slightly concentrated, and it seemed that flames were about to be released from their pupils.

"The bloodline is growing, the body is strengthened, and it seems that there are more magical powers? Of course, my foundation is too high, and the body that increases by this witchcraft cannot affect anything..."

He frowned, stretched out again, looking at his attribute bar:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 48

Qi: 48

God: 60

Occupation: Dream Soldier Division

Cultivation: Void Saint (Fourth Level), Wu Zong (Five Etiquette)

Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body Skill [Sixth Levels (1%)], Hundred Poisons Alchemy Body [One Refining], Eight Gate Sword Formation [Five Swords (1%)]

Expertise: Medical skills [level 3], implant skills [level 5], fire eye [level 1]”

"Are there an extra fire-eye specialty? Can you upgrade to fire-eye golden eyes in the future?"

Fang Yuan pondered for a while, focused his energy on this expertise, and immediately obtained more information:

"Fire Eye [Level 1]: The unique ability of the ancestor of Fire witch's bloodline after it has been stimulated to a certain concentration, and can see through a certain degree of illusion, confusion, vitality, etc. It is currently at level 1, condensing a flame spiritual pattern."

"Fire Spirit Pattern..."

He couldn't help but touch his red eyebrows, "Is that what he said?"

Immediately walked out of the house and found Xia Qi.

"Hmm? You've gotten started with witchcraft so soon? Is this red eyebrows and fiery eyes? It seems that Zhu Rong's bloodline in this body is very strong!"

Xia Qi was slightly shocked, but he didn't mention witchcraft or anything else.
Chapter completed!