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Chapter 41 Start from not being a system tool person

Facing Qingya's inquiry, Gu Qianqiu's expression did not change and said lightly: "My Miluo Sword has sensed the power of wish."

"Um?"

Hearing the sound, Qingya's expression changed a little.

Gathering the power of wishes is a capability that only middle-level tribes have, which means that there are at least sixth-grade forces in Yangshan.

As expected, he was not wrong. Thinking of this, he looked at Gu Qianqiu. What a Miluo tribe, he was so alert.

"What does the Miluo clan mean?"

"Qianqiu Ren Weiyan is young and young, and some things are not qualified to comment on."

Qingya glanced at the young man in front of him and cursed in his heart.

"Little Fox."

"If a sixth-grade force falls to the Dongling Alliance, it will not be a good thing for both of us."

"What the Green Teeth Elder said."

"In recent years, under the leadership of the Canglan clan, the Dongling Alliance has become increasingly powerful. Our Xiling Alliance is subject to restraint everywhere. If another sixth-grade force falls to the Dongling Alliance, wouldn't it be stronger?"

"What the Green Teeth Elder said."

"If we pull it to our Xiling Alliance, it can become a buffer between us and Canglan. Why not do someone else stands in front of us?"

"What the Green Teeth Elder said."

...

The East-West Ling Alliance, those who don’t know what kind of gang this is, were called the Ling Alliance a long time ago.

The origin of the Ling Alliance was very early. Let’s put it this way, the Cang tribe before the founding of the Cang Kingdom was a part of the Ling Alliance, including the six sixth-grade tribes in the Cang Kingdom today, all of which were part of the Ling Alliance.

The establishment of the Ling Alliance was the product of conflict between the tribes and ancient countries. In order to prevent the annexation of the ancient countries, tribes united to form the Ling Alliance to fight the erosion of the ancient countries.

Tribal development is like planting crops. A piece of raw land has finally been cultivated for years and can produce more grain, so the landlords will come.

This is the case between ancient countries and tribes. The ancient countries are not willing to take advantage of the wild land. They let the sixth-rank tribes develop first. When the population increases, the ancient countries can take advantage of the situation to incorporate them into their rule.

In order to fight the erosion of the ancient country, the Mausoleum Alliance appeared, and various sixth-grade tribes united.

But as time went by, some tribes within the Ling League developed rapidly. For example, the Cang tribe that year suddenly changed from Cang Kingdom, from a poor peasant to a small landlord, and digging up the corners of the alliance.

As tribes rise from the alliance, the magistrate gradually dies in name only.

The alliance was in name only, but the crisis of each tribe has not decreased. The remaining tribes are united in their respective regions to resist threats from ancient countries. Everyone is called the Ling Alliance.

As a result, the sixth-grade tribes on the land of hundreds of thousands of miles around Yangshan also formed a tomb alliance, covering more than ten sixth-grade tribes.

But this Ling Alliance also followed the rise of the Canglan clan and followed the footsteps of the Daling Alliance era. Everyone agreed to fight against the evil ancient country together, but you, Canglan, quietly became evil and wanted to annex the tribes and become the father of each tribe.

This definitely won't work.

In this way, the Ling Alliance split.

The Dongling Alliance, headed by the Canglan clan, has four sixth-grade tribes.

The Xiling League, headed by the Lei Jian Clan, has seven sixth-grade tribes.

The slogan of the Canglan tribe's ancient country has been around for hundreds of years. Why has it been slow to succeed? The drag between the tribes accounts for a large part of the reason.

We treat you as our brother, but you want to be our father, you will die.

"Host, the invader has left."

In the north of Yangshan, on the top of the mountain, Xia Yu stood with his hands behind his back, and the palace spirit beside him flashed with a faint green light.

"Let's go, they'll be back."

Xia Yu slowly took back his eyes from the northern wasteland, and his figure disappeared.

"Changqing, call out all the information of the disciples."

When he returned to the outer courtyard hall, light curtains appeared in front of his eyes, the images, information and even what he was doing now, all passed by his eyes.

"Mumph, go and call He Yu."

While the disciples flashed in his eyes, Xia Yu showed contemplation.

To make a blacksmith, you have to be strong yourself. Even if you stay in the corner, you can't escape the big net of disputes.

If you want to be unrestrained, then your strength must be super strong.

This time, the warriors of the Xiling Alliance will definitely come to the door next time. Xiling Alliance is counted as one, and Dongling Alliance is counted as one. Xia Yu is not worried about this. Without the arrival of the powerful people in the Cave Heaven Realm, the academic palace is as stable as an old dog.

Even if a powerful man from the Cave Heaven Realm appears, he only needs to gather enough power to remain unafraid in the acre of three-point land in the Academy.

In fact, he has been preparing for this matter for a long time. He has experienced some social beatings through the world of the Great Wilderness. How could he have no temper? He does whatever the system asks him to do step by step? What else is that?

No matter how good the disciples in the academy teach, they are just martial arts practitioners. Besides, if they ask him to teach, what is the use of those teachers?

"Teacher~"

A soft cry woke Xia Yu up from his thoughts, and a woman wearing an animal leather skirt with white and slender legs came into the hall.

"He Yu is here, has he finished compiling?"

His disciple He Yu also had glory for his ancestors. Later, the tribe fell into the slave hall. Although he was trapped in the slave hall, he was well trained by the tribe in the early years, so he was sent to the Sutra Library by Xia Yu to organize some classics and other books.

Of course, there are no collections in the school right now, they are all collected by themselves.

"Yes, teacher, this is just compiled and the teacher will see what is unreasonable. I will go back and modify it."

As he said that, He Yu put a thick booklet in his hand near Xia Yu.

The cut is neat and the size is as big as the A4 paper in the previous life. In fact, the number of pages is not large, but the paper made of animal skin is a bit thick. When placed in front of Xia Yu, it becomes a thick stack.

Speaking of which, as a time traveler at the beginning, Xia Yu originally wanted to show off and make paper, but he found that he didn't know the relevant craftsmanship.

In addition, there is another very important reason. There are countless ferocious beasts in this world. Using mixed animal skins as written paper is both strong and durable and easy to store, and you are not afraid of rat bites.

So, wouldn’t it be better to make a piece of paper and be your palace master safely?

On the front of the page, four big words - Changqing Tongxue.

Well, it's still a co-book, the kind with illustrations.

It connotates agricultural techniques, medical skills, hunting, and even some basic boxing techniques. This thing was compiled by Xia Yu, and the content inside is very rough.

In terms of agricultural technology, he wrote it himself, probably including patterns of some agricultural tools such as shovels, plows, sickles, and some annotations for deep cultivation and irrigation.

Mr. Xia can’t make paper, but we can farm.

The soul mark of farming is engraved in its bones, and the eighteen generations of previous ancestors repaired the planet.

Although he doesn't have much memory of farming, he also depends on who he compares with. Compared with the Great Wilderness World, he thinks he is Shennong.

Although the planting technique in the Great Wilderness World is much more than slash-and-burn farming, most tribes do not know how to cultivate and cultivate. After planting, at most they can catch insects and even weeding.

It’s not that people are lazy, but that they don’t have this concept.

Even more excessively, many tribes do not even catch insects, and do not overturn the soil and irrigate them. After planting, it depends on the harvest.

If it weren't for the burden of the school, he felt that he could have published a book. The one with illustrations, called "On the One Hundred and Eight Positions of Farming", which would definitely be popular all over the world.

Based on this alone, he felt that he could become a saint in the Great Wilderness World, and why did Yanggouzi Martial Arts and Technology Academy be opened?
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