Lei Qing’s painful adventure will require a long process, so I will not go into details for now.
Six months ago, the southern city of Qibai welcomed a new master. Who was it? Ziya!
Isn't Ziya afraid that the grassland people will come back to kill them? There's no other way. If they stay in the big forest all the time, the Purple Tribe will not be able to develop without enough arable land and pastures.
By reselling white ash, the Purple Tribe finally got a break. For the sake of his own grand ambitions, Zi Ya resolutely led his men into the Seven Hundred Cities even though he knew it was risky.
The vast grassland, fertile land, good weather, and the Seven Hundred Cities are next to a river... This place is really great!
The white ash sold to the Thunder God Tribe and the white ash sold to the Sun City were exchanged for some large livestock by the Purple Tribe, and of course, arable land was also developed.
Although the Purple Tribe dominated the Great Forest, its territory was too vast and the distances too great. How much control could they have? Especially since Seven Hundred City was so far from the seaport where salt could be boiled, it took over a month's ride on a donkey to reach it.
What to do? A new option presented itself. Zi Ya's original decision was the right one. Abandoning the favorable conditions of their natural cave dwelling and relocating to the estuary, the Purple Tribe gained the capital to make salt, and truly rose to prominence.
Now, Ziya once again faces a crucial decision that will determine her future.
Honestly, the salt outlet was too far away from anywhere. Whether it was Seven Hundred City, Thunder God City, or Sun City, anyone who wanted to truly control that outlet felt it was incredibly far-fetched.
Can't we set up a branch?
It's not impossible. The chosen salt-boiling outlet is a branch of the Purple Tribe. The question is, how many strong men will you leave behind to guard that branch? Even if you leave a thousand, can you hold it?
Qiu Haicheng left behind 3,000 soldiers (including half of his secondary troops), but didn't they lose them? The Hai Tribe back then was quite powerful, but they voluntarily gave up 700 cities. Once a branch is too far away from the main tribe, it is difficult to defend it.
Besides, if these seven hundred cities are used as the headquarters of the tribe without sufficient troops, what will happen if the grassland people fight back and are unable to resist?
Is salt more important, or food? Actually, both are important. Relying solely on one production line won't cut it. The rise of the Hai tribe is a prime example: salt production also involves farming.
Relying solely on salt for food to survive was simply unrealistic. In this era, salt boiled in clay pots produced a pitifully low yield. The Purple Tribe occupied a seaport, boiling salt, but the output was barely enough to feed their own people.
Zi Ya struggled for many days and made a decision. The headquarters should remain in Qibai City. Without enough food, more people could not be fed. So, what future was there?
Salt? With that little salt, Zi Ya almost couldn't even look at it. In fact, the beach at the outlet where the salt was boiled was a bit too small, and the natural conditions were too limited.
Not to mention the Purple Tribe's salt-boiling outlet, even the scale of salt-boiling at the seaside in Haifan City is limited. It is impossible to have an endless open space for you to boil salt.
However, the Purple Tribe was even more unlucky. The limitations of the salt outlet were too great, and the output of salt was certainly not as good as that of Poseidon City and Haifan City, or even less than that of the White Mist Distribution.
Zi Ya made the decision and began the large-scale relocation of the Zi tribe, except for a few hundred strong men who were left behind at the salt-boiling outlet to occupy it first, and they would deal with it later if it was lost.
The personnel of many Purple Tribe branches in the Great Forest are gradually migrating to Seven Hundred Cities.
Many people migrated here, but Ziya regretted it? Why?
This place is not suitable for growing potatoes. The yield of potatoes grown here is pitifully low. The planting of radishes is not affected much, but the loss of potato production in the past six months of cultivation is astonishing.
Are you hungry? You'll get used to it. Potato production is low, so just eat less. The history of the Purple Tribe is basically a history of hunger, and Ziya is used to it.
What's the point of developing agriculture when everyone is hungry? Ziya was once again confused.
Is it really that easy to be the leader of a super-large tribe? You can lead a tribe of one or two thousand people, but what if the population exceeds five thousand? Or even eight thousand... Are you still qualified to be the leader?
"Great Chief Zi Ya, I see that you have pure roots and are very suitable for spiritual cultivation..." One day, an old immortal-like person appeared in front of Zi Ya.
"I can cultivate gods?" Zi Ya was shocked when he heard it. The bigger the tribe, the more he had seen and heard. Whether it was the charlatan of the Sea Tribe, or the Thunder God Tribe, or the big tribe in the Sun City, they all had people who cultivated gods, and their "miracles" were not fake.
It is said that those who practice spiritual cultivation can live for a very long time (for primitive people, living to the age of thirty is considered a very old age).
How old is Zi Ya? He is actually over 30 years old, which is considered an old man in this era.
"Please give me some advice, Master." Is it true that I can no longer cultivate as a god when I'm older? Of course not. It's a bit late to start cultivating in my thirties. Of course, the strong Zi Ya, who is in his thirties and almost forty years old, still has a good physique.
Under the guidance of the old divine master, Zi Ya successfully drew the Qi into his body and became a cultivator of the divine arts. In less than half a year, he even advanced to the intermediate level of a warrior. Isn't that fast?
If Ma Yue saw Zi Ya's situation, he would definitely exclaim in surprise. Zi Ya actually had a natural spiritual root of the water element and had superb qualifications for cultivating immortals.
Moreover, water-type spiritual stones are not difficult to find, much easier to find than resources for cultivation such as thunder, wind, and ice. This is the huge advantage of natural spiritual roots. With a spiritual root, the speed of cultivation is naturally faster.
He felt that the old divine master had not lied to him, and that he was really suited to spiritual cultivation. With the cultivation level of an intermediate warrior, he was already able to release spiritual power. This time, the water-based "miracle" created by Zi Ya was not fake, although it was a little small.
The Purple Tribe's summer farmland has all been turned into radishes; they've finally had a good harvest. Even if radishes shrink, they're still food, right?
With the bumper harvest of radishes, the number of people starving to death in Qibai City began to gradually decrease. Zi Ya, who had been practicing Taoism for half a year, was very happy. Is there still a future in farming?
"Thank you, old master!"
"No need, we are just destined to be together." The original fake high priest was kicked away by Zi Ya and sent to the underworld. Zi Ya invited the old master to be the high priest of the Zi tribe.
The old divine master agreed. The high priest had done a good job in the past six months. Zi Ya had a higher level of cultivation, so naturally he could perform more miracles than Zi Ya.
Now that he could cultivate himself as a god, and he had also invited an even more powerful high priest to cultivate his god, Zi Ya felt that his grand plan had hope again.
"Ziya, the tribe has too few large livestock, which seriously restricts the tribe's farming." The old priest is still very conscientious.
"There's nothing we can do. We can't trade for large livestock anywhere." Zi Ya was helpless. Whether it was Thunder God City or Sun City, the control of large livestock was very strict. In order to build Stone City, he exchanged white ash with the Purple Tribe, and the Purple Tribe could also exchange for some large livestock.
人家的石头城一建设好，几乎，一头大牲畜都换不到了。用盐换大牲畜，也不行的。
“我在那边的草原部落有些关系，可以用咱的萝卜换到一些驴。”
“那就太好了。”紫牙有些激动。
“尽快弄成咸萝卜干的好。”
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