Chapter 263: Creating Characters

"Bang."

The door of Chuan Wu's room was kicked open, and the dazzling sunlight shone in. He covered his eyes with his hands in pain.

The sixth-generation leader walked over and scanned the dark room with a deep gaze.

The room was full of discarded animal skins, and there were words on each animal skin that looked like ghost paintings. The sixth-generation leader frowned and his face was gloomy.

"I asked you to study the gift spirit, not to lock yourself up. Look at yourself, what have you become."

Chuan Wu's eyes were a little dull. It didn't look like a reaction after being frightened, but rather like he was thinking.

"I'm talking to you, can you hear me?"

The sixth-generation leader walked over and kicked Chuan Wu down.

"What are you doing?"

A rebuke sounded outside the door. It was the witch of the Wolf Tribe.

She walked in quickly, helped Chuan Wu up, and looked around with concern to see if he was injured.

Chuan Wu's eyes finally focused, as if he had just woken up from his thoughts, and then he showed an excited expression.

He took out a scroll from the ground and stuffed it into the hands of the Wolf Tribe witch: "Auntie, take a look and see if you can understand it. Use the power of the totem to see it."

The Wolf Tribe witch glanced at him in confusion, but still picked up the scroll to look at it.

Unlike the scrolls scattered on the ground, this scroll has both those ghost paintings and images.

The image is a picture of the Fire Tribe upgrade. The Wolf Tribe witch has seen it a long time ago, and his attention is more focused on the ghost paintings on the picture.

At the top of the scroll, there is a row of such ghost paintings. She mobilized the power of the totem and looked at it intently: Fire Totem Promotion Book.

She could inexplicably interpret a few messy horizontal and vertical scribbles, just like the painting, which she could understand at a glance.

Her eyes quickly moved to the bottom of the scroll, where there were also two rows of such things:

the Eight Diagrams Totem Pillars, divided into: Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui, arranged in all directions. The totem was Tai Chi, the witch was Yin, and the leader was Yang. Seven generations of witches were divided into Tai Yang and Shao Yang, and seven generations of witches were divided into Tai Yin and Shao Yin, and the Ming Totem was completed.

A few simple words described the entire promotion process and made up for the lack of understanding in the painting.

"What is this?"

The wolf totem witch looked at the witch and asked in surprise.

"Words."

The witch said with a grin.

"I recalled the word for fire written by the first generation of witches, and thought of it based on our language."

He said happily, as innocent as a child.

The wolf totem witch smiled and touched his head, turned around and handed the scroll to the sixth generation leader, and said with some complaints: "Take a look."

The sixth generation leader took the scroll, cast a puzzled look on it, mobilized the power of the totem, and was more and more surprised the more he looked at it.

"This, did you research it?"

The shaman nodded vigorously. Of course, this was researched by him, and it took him more than a year.

Thinking of this, a look of loss appeared on his face again. He spent a year to research the characters, but he still couldn't figure out what the gift spirit was.

"Go out more when you have time. Don't stay in the house all the time. What a mess."

The sixth generation leader's face became better, but he still criticized him. When he turned around and left, he was holding his son's scroll in his hand.

Seeing his somewhat brisk steps, the wolf tribe witch smiled.

"Don't blame your father. He has been under a lot of pressure recently."

The wolf tribe witch said soothingly.

"I know."

The Chuan Wu nodded. He knew that his father was just concerned about him.

"This... text, can only be read by people who can use the power of totems?"

The Chuan Wu's scroll can only be read by people who can use the power of totems. Ordinary people can't read it.

"I will summarize a set of rules and try to write text that everyone can read. I think this may be a better display of the power of Chuan Totems."

The wolf tribe witch nodded. She opened her mouth to say something else, but was suddenly attracted by the noise outside.

"What's wrong?"

She stopped one of the warriors who were running towards the door and asked.

"The totem fire, the totem fire of the Fire Tribe, the totem has woken up."

The warrior pointed excitedly in the direction of the altar. The Wolf Tribe shaman walked out of the room and saw that the totem fire of the Fire Tribe was rising in the direction of the altar.

"Let's go, the fire totem has finally woken up."

The Wolf Tribe shaman pulled the messenger shaman and walked towards the altar together.

On the altar, Diwu Xuan had already woken up. After a year of coma, he finally recovered again and used the totem fire to summon the people of the Fire Tribe to come over for a grand sacrifice.

The grand sacrifice is the best way to pay attention to the people of the Fire Tribe. He scanned the wooden stakes under the altar and his expression was not very good.

"It is sometimes good for the leader to be a little fierce."

The stag totem spirit said in the Bagua space.

He was a little afraid of Diwu Xuan, especially when Diwu Xuan showed this expression.

"Of course I understand, but torture can't solve all problems."

Diwu Xuan replied coldly, his eyes swept to the bull totem stone under the altar.

"Why are you looking at me?"

The voice of the bull totem came, and he could sense that Diwu Xuan was paying attention to him.

"I think it's better for you to enter the Bagua space as well, so that it will be more lively."

The liveliness was, of course, just an excuse. His real intention was to let the people of the Fire Tribe use the power of the gods to gain the power of the Bull Totem.

"I'm used to living here, so I don't mind moving."

The Bull Totem said timidly.

Diwu Xuan didn't persuade him anymore, as if the matter had come to an end, but in fact, he was not going to ask for the Bull Totem's opinion anymore.

As a dead totem, like the Bull Totem or the Sun and Moon Totem, the biggest disadvantage is that they cannot decide whether to stay or go.

Diwu Xuan had suffered such pain in the past, and it was the little turtle who rescued him later.

Diwu Xuan, who understood this pain, naturally knew their weaknesses, so when persuasion was useless, he just took it directly. What could the Bull Totem do?

"Fire Totem, we are allies."

The Bull Totem seemed to be able to sense the evil intentions of the Fifth Xuan, and spoke excitedly.

"I know, I just want to be closer to you."

The Fifth Xuan did not hide his thoughts. He did not think that the Bull Totem could turn the tables.

"..."

The Bull Totem was speechless. He certainly knew that if the Fifth Xuan used force, he would have no way to deal with it.

Soon, the people of the Fire Tribe gathered together and danced a sacrificial dance under the leadership of the Sixth Generation Chief.

The Fifth Xuan glanced at the Eighth Generation Shaman who was retreating behind the Sixth Generation Chief, and frowned.

"He is still very pious to you."

The Deer began to speak for the Eighth Generation Shaman again. He really looked like a good old man. No wonder he was so easily convinced at the beginning.

"I know."

Diwu Xuan rubbed his brows. He certainly knew the piety of the eighth generation witch, but the problem was that this witch was too weak, a little too weak.