Chapter 238: One hexagram opens the sky (Ten thousand characters to seek determination)

Faced with the determination of the Seventh Generation Shaman, the generations of shamans, leaders and the Fifth Xuan on the altar did not stop him.

The Fire Tribe has gone through too many hardships and dangers along the way, and countless companions have died in battle beside them.

Which of these people has not experienced life and death.

Even the Fifth Xuan was crushed and reborn at the bottom of the sea before he had the ability to move.

For the sake of the tribe, let alone the lives of the Seventh Generation Shaman, even if it was to use the lives of half of the people in the Fire Tribe in front of him, it would not be spared.

But in the eyes of the tribesmen below, the actions of the Seventh Generation Shaman gave them a great shock.

Many people even cried out loud, and were then stopped by the people next to them.

Today is the day of the promotion of the Fire Tribe Totem, how can there be crying.

"Hold it back, and learn more from the seventh-generation wizard."

The sixth-generation leader angrily scolded the crying eighth-generation wizard. He felt that this wizard was too weak.

The third-generation herb wizard walked to the eighth-generation wizard, held him in his arms, patted his shoulder and comforted him.

The sixth-generation leader glared at him dissatisfiedly, but said nothing more, just looked at the altar.

In the altar, the seventh-generation wizard who fell in the Bagua was directly burned to ashes by the totem fire of the fifth Xuan. Then, the soul of the seventh-generation wizard walked out of the totem fire.

He still had a smile on his face, as if it was not him who had just operated on him.

"You are great."

The short wizard spoke, admiringly.

"Thank you, respected first-generation witch."

The seventh-generation witch saluted the short witch, then saluted the other witches, then the leaders, and finally he walked in front of the leaders.

"I am Ding Taiyang Shaoyang, living in the southeast and southwest."

The seventh-generation witch spoke, and his body split into two as he moved forward, standing in the southeast and southwest directions respectively.

"The torch is passed on, although the body is dead, the soul is still there."

The short witch spoke again, and a large number of residual souls emerged from the fifth Xuan body.

These residual souls shouted "Although the body is dead, the soul is still there", split into two groups, and stood behind the two seventh-generation witches.

At this point, the fifth Xuan finally felt that the entire Bagua space had become rounded, and he could control it freely whether it was forward, backward, left, or right.

"Let's enter the realm of Ming Totem together."

Fifth Xuan spoke slowly, and took a last look at the Seventh Generation of Witches, emitting the power of the totem and igniting the Bagua.

"Om..."

The entire Bagua space shook. At the beginning, it was just a weak vibration, and it gradually became stronger and stronger. Finally, Fifth Xuan felt that his soul was about to be shaken apart.

Before his spirit body shook apart, the remaining souls were the first to shatter, followed by the Seventh Generation of Witches and the Seventh Generation of Witches, and then the witches and the leader.

Fifth Xuan looked at all this in astonishment. In his perception, everything was normal. These witches were not dead, the leader was not dead, and even the remaining souls were not dead.

But they turned into a mass of black mist, filling the Bagua space and wrapping up Fifth Xuan.

"Om..."

Finally, the Fifth Xuan could not withstand the force of the shock, and his spirit began to disintegrate.

In the entire Bagua space, except for the little turtle, the Tai Chi and totem stone on his body, everything else disappeared.

The disappeared Fifth Xuan's spirit turned into white mist, entangled with the black mist, and the whole space was as chaotic as a chicken, making it impossible to describe.

The rumbling sound in the sky stopped, and the power of heaven and earth also shrank, as if watching the chaos below.

The firewood witch on the white cloud revealed doubts in his eyes, and his right hand was slow to fall, not knowing how to draw such a scene.

The whole world seemed to be silent, and the tired fire tribesmen finally stopped the sacrificial dance. They really couldn't dance anymore, and they all looked at the chaos with a breath.

Deep in the chaos, the consciousness of the Fifth Xuan was swirling in it, and a ray of light slowly appeared in the darkness.

The place of light was like a flat ground, and there was a stone standing quietly on the flat ground.

Two figures suddenly rushed out of the chaos, one big and one small, they were the leader of the big group and the small witch.

The small witch stepped forward, used a sharp stone to cut open his palm, and wrote a word "fire" on the stone.

"Boom~~"

The whole world boomed, and the figures of the small witch and the big leader seemed to be shaken and disappeared in the chaos. Only the stone with the word "fire" floated in the center of the chaos.

Here, it seemed that there was no concept of time. The Fifth Xuan felt that time had passed in an instant, and it seemed that hundreds of years had passed. The figure of the second generation of witch appeared next to the stone.

He circled the stone several times, then hit it with gravel, muttering something.

After a while, he suddenly twitched and was swallowed by chaos.

The third-generation witch appeared again. She sat in front of the stone in an orderly manner, holding a long stick and a sharp stone in her hands, and quickly tied the two together.

After swinging the stone spear twice at the stone, the third-generation witch smiled and turned into chaos.

The second-generation leader appeared next. He stood in front of the stone, trying hard to show his muscles. After a while, a totemic power emerged from him, and then he walked towards the chaos with satisfaction.

The next to appear were the fourth-generation witch and the third-generation leader. The third-generation leader stood in the back in an orderly manner, and the fourth-generation witch sat cross-legged in front of the stone.

He first made a bow and arrow with the wood and rope around him, then he threw the bow and arrow aside with disdain and began to mutter endlessly in front of the stone.

Diwu Xuan listened with his side ears and vaguely heard some of the content.

"When the enemy retreats, I advance; when the enemy advances, I retreat... I would rather learn from the turtle than the hedgehog... As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no worries about lack of firewood..."

What he said was what the Fifth Xuan had taught him. The Fourth Generation Wizard talked for a long time, but in the end he seemed to lose interest and stood up and merged into the chaos. The Third Generation Leader followed closely. The Fifth Generation

Wizard and the Fourth Generation Leader appeared next. The strong and fierce aura on his body lingered for a long time. He sat in front of the totem stone, remained silent for a long time, and finally turned around and disappeared into the chaos. The

Fifth Generation Wizard's behavior made the Fifth Xuan a little confused. Everyone else left some traces of their own. Was he saying that he did nothing?

The Sixth Generation Wizard and the Fifth Generation Leader came next. The former sat there with black and white light flashing in his eyes. After a while, he also stood up and returned to the chaos.

Finally, the Seventh Generation Wizard and the Seventh Generation Witches showed the power of Taiyin Taiyang and Shaoyin Shaoyang in front of the stone, and then returned to the chaos.

So far, all witches and leaders of all generations have shown themselves in front of the stone, and then the stone suddenly expanded and exploded, making a deafening sound.

"Boom..."

It was as if thunder flashed in the chaos, and then white gas rose and black gas sank.

The whole world was divided into two, the upper half was filled with white mist, and the lower half was filled with black mist, and the entire Bagua space also stabilized.

The Fifth Xuan could clearly feel that this world was a world of its own, not the completely independent world that was opened up last time.

It belongs to this world, but it is different from this world. In other words, this is the world of the Fire Tribe, the heaven of the Fire Tribe.

"In this hexagram, the Fire Tribe has opened up its own world."

The will of the Fifth Xuan whispered softly.

Please don't curse at others, try to communicate in a civilized manner, and joking too much is also a very impolite behavior. I hope everyone can live a happy life every day.

Finally, I would like to thank Taijian Qiang, commonly known as Lao Qiang, whose full name is "Longinus". His works include "Crossing to the Game Store". I don't know whether I should recommend his books. It is said that he only updates one chapter a month~~~2333 (The reason for updating is that I see the chapters of books I like and recommend them to readers)