Baiman Mountains are cold and snow is falling thousands of miles away.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!"

"What is this?"

In the city, groups of children were chasing happily on the ground in warm animal skins, holding the white snow faces, showing surprise.

These little guys, the first time they saw snow, didn't understand what it was.

"The patriarch said, this is snow!"

A older little girl said proudly with her head held high.

She held a ball of snow and said with a smile: "The patriarch said, this is snow, it's cold and can still be eaten."

"Is that true?"

"Snow?"

"It looks so good!"

A large number of children were playing on the snow, each full of surprise, seeing the snow for the first time.

In fact, snow is rarely seen in Baiman Mountain, but this year is a bit special. The cold winter is cold and snow is falling thousands of miles away, and the entire earth is covered with a layer of silver.

The mountains in the distance are covered with snow, and the white world is refreshing to see.

Many tribes were amazed by it. Of course, everyone was full of blood and had little impact on such a cold winter.

Moreover, with sufficient food, the tribe members were not panicked at all, but felt very happy. The pure and white snow could bring people a kind of tranquility.

Pure snowflakes give people a sense of holy, wash away the dirt on the soul, make people feel transparent about their body and mind, and make their thoughts clear.

"How is the situation in the tribes?"

At this time, a group of senior officials were gathering in the Bronze Hall to discuss something.

On the main seat, Gu Chen looked at the major supervisors of the Medicine Pavilion, the War Hall, the Battle Hall, and the Agricultural Hall below with a serious face, and his words were serious.

"Report to the patriarch."

The head of the Agriculture Hall, an old man, walked out and bowed and said, "At present, all the grain planted in my Agriculture Hall has been harvested, and the grain is abundant, which is enough for the tribe to survive this cold winter."

"Very good, you did a good job. Each of them was given a thousand-year-old elixir and continued to work hard."

Gu Chen nodded with satisfaction and immediately rewarded each person with a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine for the farm.

"Thank you, the patriarch!"

Nongtang and others were excited to thank each other, smiling and happy.

"Class leader!"

At this time, the head of the Artifact Hall, an old clan, walked out.

He said respectfully: "At present, the Artifact Hall has built a total of 1 million sets of bronze armor, several of various instruments, and stored 100 million tons of bronze."

These data and calculation methods are passed down by Gu Chen directly copied modern methods, otherwise no one in the tribe could know how to count.

After all, it is unreasonable to have such advanced algorithms if you don’t pass them on.

Gu Chen listened quietly, nodded slightly to affirm: "Very good, thank you for your hard work in the Artifact Palace, each of you will be rewarded with a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine."

"Thank you for the gift from the patriarch!"

The elders of the Artifact Hall thanked him with excitement on their faces, and the others were also very excited.

Everyone is busy and hard forging it, just to gain the recognition of the patriarch, bring merits to the tribe, and make it more powerful.

"Class leader!"

The next moment, another clan elder said respectfully: "Since its establishment, the Medicine Pavilion has cultivated hundreds of thousands of spiritual medicines and more than 80,000 spiritual medicines for thousands of years. The demand for the tribe's refining various medicines has basically met the supply needs of everyone."

"The medicine liquid that stores body quenching, and all kinds of medicine liquids are enough to take a year for the tribe legion."

The elders of the Medicine Pavilion have described in detail the achievements of the Medicine Pavilion since its establishment to the present.

Everyone couldn't help but feel very happy when they heard this result.

Especially the commanders and generals of the major legions, their eyes shone brightly, and when they looked at the elders of the Medicine Pavilion, they wanted to go up and ask him for a batch of medicine liquid.

"very good!"

Gu Chen smiled and looked at the elders of the Medicine Pavilion and other members of the Medicine Pavilion with admiration, very satisfied with their achievements.

He thought for a while and said, "Thank you all the members of the Medicine Pavilion for hard work. All the tribesmen can see their efforts. This time, I will reward each of you with a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine."

"In addition, everyone will add an extra medicine liquid to reward you as the reward for your efforts for your tribe and tribe."

"Thank you for the reward of the patriarch!"

"I'm willing to serve the tribe!"

"I wish to serve the clan leader!"

Everyone knelt down in one go, their faces full of excitement, and the eyes looking at Gu Chen were filled with a strong light of faith, as if he was the supreme god.

"As for Zhantang..."

Gu Chen's voice changed and his eyes fell on the generals from all sides who were summoned back on the scene, each holding his head high and full of fighting spirit.

The black soil has the highest body, and the five-meter-high body sits there like a hill, which is in sharp contrast with the people around.

Even the old people from the original tribe looked at Hei Tu and became extremely strange.

They even regarded Black Soil as a troll. In fact, his body grew too fast, even exceeding the height that the human race should have.

Gu Chen was also puzzled about this and checked the black soil several times, but found no abnormalities.

It was left alone, but as Hei Tu's height increased little by little as his cultivation level increased, as if he was about to grow into a towering giant.

Gu Chen looked at the three strongest generals in the Zhantang, Hei Tu, Man Fei, Long Yuan, and the three most talented and powerful generals in the tribe.

The remaining mountains, Niu Li, Tieshi and others are much different, but they are not weak, and they can be regarded as the mainstay of the tribe.

"The tribe has experienced countless battles of all sizes. The generals of the Zhan Hall have made great contributions, and the soldiers of each legion have made great contributions."

Gu Chen's first sentence affirmed the contributions of the generals of the Zhan Hall and the soldiers of various legions.

He paused and continued, "The foundation of Baiman Mountains is now inseparable from the soldiers who sacrificed their lives and stained the earth with blood, and they fought with foreigners with one sword and one shot."

"Therefore, all the soldiers will be rewarded twice, and the tribe members are encouraged to join the army enthusiastically, defend the tribes, and defend the territory and dignity of our human race."

"Self-serving for the human race and the tribe!"

Represented by Hei Tu, Man Fei and Long Yuan, he knelt down on one knee with a solemn face and swore loudly, exuding a sonorous and murderous aura.

They have this determination to abandon their lives for the tribe and for the race and devote everything they have, because this is the meaning of their future victory in life.

There are always people who have to shoulder this heavy responsibility for their descendants, tribes, and tribesmen, and carry the burden for everyone.

"I am with you, and for the sake of the human race, I will create a bright blue sky."

Gu Chen suddenly stood up, and his words were filled with a bloody belief, which made people unable to help but convince them and were willing to die for it.

This is Gu Chen's personal charm, which conquered the hearts of these wilderness and primitive human races.

"Next, I'm going to announce something."

The next moment, Gu Chen changed his voice and sat down.

He glanced sternly over everyone and said word by word: "I am going to form a new part in the tribe, which is called the Hall of Punishment!"

"The Hall of Punishment?"

Everyone looked different after hearing this, but they didn't understand what this Hall of Punishment does.

But Man Fei, Long Yuan and others thought, as if they had understood something, understood the meaning, and their expressions became serious.

"The Hall of Punishment means to be in charge of tribe punishment. If you have merits, you will be rewarded. If you have any mistakes, you will be punished. From now on, I will take charge of the rewards and punishments for my tribe."

As soon as the sentence came to an end, everyone's faces changed slightly, and they finally understood the true meaning of the Hall of Punishment.

This is to take charge of the patriarch's power of punishment and supervise the entire tribe. Anyone who violates tribe regulations, betrays the tribe, or betrays the race will be executed by the Hall of Punishment.

Those who have made meritorious can receive personal rewards from the Hall of Punishment, which is the main function of the Hall of Punishment.

Another one is shock!

That's right, Gu Chen's idea is to shock. If the tribe grows, there will definitely be problems of one kind or another, and there may even be internal chaos.

Therefore, we have to consider forming a punishment hall to use as a proposition to shock the hearts of all tribesmen. We cannot violate the tribe or the bottom line of ancient Chen.

"I will personally take charge of the first Lord of the Hall of Punishment."

Gu Chen said again, which made everyone feel relieved. Fortunately, it was not someone else, otherwise it would be a bit difficult to face.

Of course, as long as you walk well and sit upright, you will not be afraid of your shadow being crooked.

"Report..."

"Clan leader, there is a group of fellow tribes outside the city who claim to be from Wanshiling, saying they are envoys from the Zishan royal clan."

Just as he was thinking, a report suddenly came from outside, awakening everyone in the hall.

"Wanshiling, the messenger from the Zishan royal family?"
Chapter completed!