Chapter 166:

Strive for Self-improvement No one in the Fire Tribe has ever been reborn in the flames, at least not before the seventh-generation witch.

His skin was burned red by the flames and full of blisters. He looked so different that even those who knew him best could not recognize him.

Many warriors could not help but grit their teeth, as if the flames were burning their bodies, but the seventh-generation witch, who was actually burned, had a calm face.

Under the gaze of the warriors, he walked forward slowly, stepped on the flames, and walked out of the flames.

"Witch..."

The sixth-generation leader started to speak, but the seventh-generation witch stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking.

He came to an open space and sat down directly, feeling the coldness of the world, imagining himself as the yang fish eye in the totem fire, and this world was the yin flame.

"Om..."

The totem fire on Diwu Xuan's body suddenly jumped, which made Diwu Xuan, who had been concentrating on adjusting the totem fire, suddenly wake up from his treatment.

He looked out through the tree hole, and in front of him was a ball of fire swaying in the north wind.

Behind the flames, there was a person sitting cross-legged...

He couldn't recognize this person, at least not at first glance. This person looked like a monster, with a red body and a face full of blisters.

In just a moment, he recognized this person again. This was his witch, the witch of the fire totem, the seventh generation witch of the fire tribe.

He sat cross-legged quietly behind the flames, and the howling north wind was cooling his red body.

"What happened here?"

He was puzzled, puzzled, but no one could answer him. The little turtle was still sleeping. The sixth generation leader was at the edge of the flame, nervously watching the seventh generation wizard.

Everything puzzled him, but then the totem fire in his body began to stir, and strands of the scorching power of the sun were drawn out of his body and spread towards the seventh generation wizard.

The fifth Xuan looked at the seventh generation wizard. In a trance, the seventh generation wizard gave him the feeling of the Yang Fish Eye in Tai Chi.

While he was puzzled, the seventh generation wizard slowly stood up.

He was dancing a sacrificial dance, a sacrificial dance like Tai Chi.

As he danced, more and more of the power in the Yang Fish Eye was absorbed by him, and his body radiated a scorching light.

"The world is Yin, and I am Yang."

The Seventh Generation Wizard spoke, and the scorching light became brighter and brighter, and the power transmitted from the Fifth Xuan became stronger and stronger.

At first, the Fifth Xuan was afraid that this would make his power more chaotic, but then he found that after a part of the power of the Yang Fish Eye was absorbed, the Yang Fish Eye became completely stable.

And as the Yang Fish Eye became stable, the Yin Flame gradually stabilized and no longer entangled with the Yang Flame.

The chaotic situation slowly subsided, and everything started with the stabilization of the Yang Fish Eye, and this began when the Seventh Generation Wizard absorbed the power of the Yang Fish Eye.

"Heaven and earth are yin, are you yang?"

The Fifth Xuan looked up in astonishment at the Seventh Generation Shaman who was burned by the flames and no longer looked like a human. He saw the light on his body was as hot as the sun, like a big fireball in winter.

"Go."

The Fifth Xuan shouted lightly and shot out the totem fire.

"Om..."

The nine-foot-high totem fire suddenly ignited, scaring the Sixth Generation leader and others.

"The totem fire is burning, the fire totem is ready."

The Sixth Generation leader was the first to react and shouted in surprise.

The others also shouted excitedly, and then they followed the Seventh Generation Shaman and danced the totem dance together.

"Oh?"

As they danced, Diwu Xuan suddenly exclaimed in surprise, because when these people danced, the scorching power of the sun in the totem fire was slowly transmitted to them.

Not only did he notice this, but the fire tribe warriors who performed the sacrificial dance also noticed this.

Although the power transmitted to them was not as much as that transmitted to the Seventh Generation Shaman, this little bit of power still made them feel warm.

It was as if the coldness of the world was no longer scary, and the howling north wind no longer made them shiver.

"Amazing, my Seventh Generation Shaman."

Diwu Xuan looked at the Seventh Generation Shaman whose skin was rotten beyond human form, and sincerely praised in his heart.

He found that although the others also absorbed the scorching Yang attribute power of the Sun, their power was absorbed after the Seventh Generation Shaman shook the Totem Fire to absorb the power.

In other words, if the Seventh Generation Shaman stopped beating, the others would not be able to absorb it.

"Hmm?"

The sleeping little turtle finally woke up. It was as if this guy had been hibernating and had not woken up until this moment.

Looking at the Totem Fire in front of him, the little turtle was confused and asked the Fifth Xuan what was going on.

"It's safe, you can come out of your turtle shell."

The Fifth Xuan said.

His eyes were still fixed on the Seventh Generation Shaman. In his memory, the Seventh Generation Shaman was a very clean person.

His face was clean, his mind was clean, and his faith was also clean, but at this moment, his face became so clean that it could stop a child from crying at night.

It was covered with scaly blisters, which made his whole face distorted.

"Hmm?"

The little turtle finally screamed when he saw the seventh-generation wizard. He was really surprised.

He could feel that the man was the wizard of the Fire Totem through the power of the Fifth Mystic, but judging from his face, he couldn't tell, and even felt... disgusted.

"That's the seventh-generation wizard, don't doubt it."

The Fifth Mystic said.

"Hmm..."

The little turtle was still very confused, but the Fifth Mystic didn't want to say anything, so he just drove him out.

Seeing the fire totem come out, the warriors of the Fire Tribe who had danced a sacrificial dance hurriedly bowed down. The Fire Tribe had been living in fear without the totem fire for a while.

After letting the little turtle pat the ground as a return gift, Diwu Xuan looked deeply at the Seventh Generation Shaman and led the way to the Fire Tribe.

He didn't know how to communicate with the Seventh Generation Shaman, or rather, he himself was a person who was not good at expressing himself.

In his heart, he wanted the little turtle to pat the Seventh Generation Shaman's shoulder to comfort him, but he felt that such a move might be an insult to the Seventh Generation Shaman.

A person with pure faith does not need the affirmation of others, even if it comes from the believer himself.

This is his faith, and he is happy with it.

Halfway through the journey, Diwu Xuan saw the wolf totem running wildly towards the back mountain.

"Are you okay?"

Wolf Totem's tone was full of surprise.

"Okay, go slowly, there's a baby in your belly."

Diwu Xuan said, glancing at her belly. She didn't see it getting bigger, as if she wasn't pregnant.

"I'm glad you're okay. I was so worried."

Wolf Totem didn't answer him, but looked at the team behind Diwu Xuan in surprise, or more precisely, at the Seventh Generation Shaman who was walking in front of the team with a face full of burns.

"He helped me get through the difficult times."

Diwu Xuan explained to her, even though he himself didn't quite understand how the Seventh Generation Shaman did it.

"The Fire Tribe always produces excellent shamans."

Wolf Totem said with some jealousy.

"This may have something to do with the fact that the Fire Tribe has gone through more hardships. We...always have to survive on our own."

Suddenly, he thought of a sentence in the Book of Changes: "Heaven moves with vigor; the gentleman strives to strengthen himself."