Chapter 251 You Are the One

When the grand ceremony was over, Chuan Wu finally came out of his house.

When he came out, his brows were knitted, he was mumbling something, and he looked like he was possessed.

"What's wrong?"

The third generation of herb witch came forward to ask.

"The fourth generation witch said that I wasted my ability. He said that my ability is called bestowing spirits... What does that mean?"

Chuan Wu's confused eyes finally had a glimmer of light, and he asked the third generation of herb witch.

"Fourth generation witch? You saw... wait a minute, the sixth generation leader saw the fourth generation witch?"

The third generation of herb witch asked in surprise.

Chuan Wu nodded, and then asked persistently: "What does Ci Ling mean?"

The third generation of Baicao Wu thought about it for a while, but didn't understand the meaning of this word, so he could only comfort him: "Don't worry, think slowly, and you will figure it out."

Chuan Wu looked depressed, and there was no change because of his comfort. When the eighth generation of Wu and Yin Wu came over, he suddenly came to his senses.

"The leader asked you to go in and said he had something to talk to you about."

Chuan Wu said to the third generation of Baicao Wu, and then turned to the eighth generation of Wu.

"He asked you to go with him."

The third generation of Baicao Wu saw that the eighth generation of Wu's cheeks twitched when he heard the news, which showed how afraid he was of the sixth generation leader.

"It's okay, I'm here."

He patted the eighth generation of Wu's shoulder and pulled him to the sixth generation leader's house.

The house of the sixth generation leader was not big. Except for the extravagant life of the sixth generation witch, the witches and leaders of the Fire Tribe were all frugal.

"Chief, you called us."

After entering the house, the third generation of the Herb Witch saw the sixth generation leader sitting there in a daze like his son, and the whole person was a little absent-minded.

"Sit down."

The sixth generation leader pointed to the stone pier in front of him and said to the two.

The third generation of the Herb Witch sat down first, and the eighth generation of the Herb Witch carefully sat below him, staring at his toes, not daring to look at the sixth generation leader.

The sixth generation leader ignored him and was stunned for a while before speaking: "I met the fourth generation of the witch."

"Yes, the legend witch said so."

"I really met him. We sat face to face like this and talked for a long time." The

sixth generation leader emphasized.

The third generation of the Herb Witch was surprised. He had seen the Eight Diagrams Space and knew what the world of light spots looked like. He couldn't understand sitting face to face.

"I entered that world, the world in the light spot, and had a long conversation with the fourth generation witch."

The sixth generation leader said with a sigh, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Then what?"

The third generation of herbal witch found that the sixth generation leader was somewhat immersed in the world of Bagua space, so he could only ask proactively.

This made the sixth generation leader sober up a little. He raised his head and glanced at the third generation of herbal witch, then glanced at the eighth generation of witch who was looking at him cautiously, and frowned.

He didn't like the eighth generation of witch's appearance, and even felt that he was embarrassing the witch. He

withdrew his gaze from the eighth generation of witch's face and looked at the third generation of herbal witch.

"The fourth generation of witch said that you should pass on the art of divine fighting to the warriors."

This time it was the third generation of herbal witch's turn to frown, and he didn't quite understand what it meant.

"Do you know where the head on the witch's staff came from?"

The sixth-generation leader pointed to the staff held by the eighth-generation witch. It was the staff held by the witches since the third generation.

"My ancestor, the mother of the third-generation witch, left it after using the magic strike technique."

He was naturally clear about the origin of the staff, because the skull belonged to his ancestor. His father told him about it when they were on the other side of the sea.

The witch of the Fire Tribe held a staff made of the head of the ancestor of the Herb Witch. The staff had a burning power that could burn everything.

The legend was a bit exaggerated, but he still remembered it in his heart.

"At that time, there were no Totem Warriors yet, but the mother of the Third Generation Shaman could use the Divine Strike Technique. This proves that as long as one's will is strong enough and one's faith is sincere enough, one can use the Divine Strike Technique."

The Sixth Generation Chief looked into the eyes of the Third Generation Herb Shaman and saw a look of sudden realization in his expression.

"I understand. I will try it."

The Third Generation Herb Shaman said. The

Sixth Generation Chief nodded, frowned again, looked at the Eighth Generation Shaman, sighed, and said, "I want to form an alliance with the Ice Bear Tribe. What do you think?"

The Third Generation Herb Shaman looked at the Sixth Generation Chief in surprise. He didn't understand why he told him this. He had never participated in the politics of the Fire Tribe.

"If you think it's okay, then it's okay."

The sixth-generation leader nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "I want to use you as an envoy, what do you think?"

"This..."

The sixth-generation leader asked very abruptly, and he couldn't answer for a while.

"You came from the other side of the sea, and you must have gone through a lot of dangers. You can survive so many dangers. I feel more at ease if you go north."

The sixth-generation leader tapped the stone table with his fingers rhythmically, thinking and speaking.

"Secondly, you have the broadest knowledge and the greatest possibility of convincing the Ice Bear Tribe. I think about it, this candidate must be you."

The third-generation herb witch thought about it and found that except for himself, there was really no better candidate for the Fire Tribe.

"Why form an alliance with the Ice Bear Tribe?" he asked.

If he didn't figure out this problem, he wouldn't know how to convince the Ice Bear Tribe when he went north.

"The opinion of the fourth-generation witch."

The sixth generation leader said bluntly.

"Make friends with those far away and attack those near. Unite with the Ice Bear and Miao tribes to attack the Dragon Tribe together."

The third generation of the Herb Witch thought about it and roughly understood what the fourth generation witch meant, but the road to the north was very dangerous, so he hesitated.

"If you don't want to go, I have to go."

The sixth generation leader did not urge him or force him, but his words made the third generation of the Herb Witch look up in surprise.

"It is impossible for the eighth generation witch to go. Others are not very representative of the Fire Tribe. Their status is not enough."

The sixth generation leader explained.

"From the ranking of the status of the Fire Tribe, the eighth generation witch is the first, you are the second, and I am at most the third. You go, your status is enough, and your ability is enough. I go... I don't trust the Fire Tribe."

He was telling the truth.

After coming out of the Bagua space, he thought about going north by himself, but after thinking about the current situation of the Fire Tribe, he was worried, so he began to choose someone who could replace him.

There are those who have enough status but lack the ability, such as the eighth generation witch. There are those

who have enough ability

but lack the status, such as the war chief. After choosing and choosing, only the Herb Witch is suitable. After all, this lineage started from the third generation witch, who is the witch of the Fire Tribe. Although he is not the most important witch, the status of witches has always been sacred, so his status is completely sufficient.

However, this matter will eventually require the opinion of the third generation Herb Witch, because if he makes a mistake, he will die, and he has no choice but to ask.

"Okay, I'll go."

After thinking about it, the third generation Herb Witch no longer hesitated and nodded in agreement.

The sixth generation leader stood up and patted him on the shoulder, with a touching expression on his face, but said very practically: "Teach the magic fighting technique to the warriors, and then leave."