Chapter 308 Ignition
When he woke up again, he just caught up with the warriors who were performing a grand sacrifice under the leadership of the second-generation tapir shaman.
"How long?"
Diwu Xuan asked the Sun Totem, and at the same time glanced at the Moon Totem. She had woken up earlier and was learning the simplified Chinese characters for heaven.
"Ten days, exactly ten days."
The Sun Totem replied.
Diwu Xuan nodded, shook his head which was a little dizzy due to long sleep, and glanced outside.
From the movements, it can be seen that the sacrificial dance has just started. He glanced around and found that there were no new totem pillar spirits, which means that the second-generation tapir shaman did not give away any spirits.
"Did you encounter any difficulties on the road during these ten days?"
Sun Totem shook his head. Although he encountered wild beasts, they were not difficult to deal with. The journey back north was very smooth.
Diwu Xuan scanned all the totems with his eyes and said, "I am going to light the second light spot. This time, everyone except Sun Totem should be ready."
Moon Totem frowned and was about to speak again. Diwu Xuan glared back at her and told her to shut up.
The journey back south will take another half a year to a year. It is just right to light a light spot again so that the journey back home will not be wasted.
Before going south, he wanted to light the light spot again and gain an extra skill. However, there were always things going on in the tribe and it was not suitable to sleep, so he gave up.
Taking advantage of the grand sacrifice, Diwu Xuan directly controlled the thick fog to disperse on the spot.
"Buzz..."
As the thick mist dispersed, the entire Bagua space trembled, and the second-generation tapir shaman outside looked at the thick mist in confusion.
Diwu Xuan directly wrote simplified Chinese characters on the thick mist: Keep dancing, don't worry about me.
The second-generation tapir shaman had memorized these simple words. After reading the content, he nodded and led the warriors to continue dancing the sacrificial dance.
"Let me see you again, the shamans and leaders of the Fire Tribe."
Diwu Xuan spoke slowly, his voice rolling with the thick mist and spreading around, and the sound echoed throughout the entire space.
"Buzz..."
The Bagua space shook again, and then thirteen dim points of light slowly floated out.
Twelve of the light spots were still dim, but the light spot of the small witch had been lit.
The sky, scenery, and even the small witch inside could all be seen at a glance.
The Fifth Xuan's eyes swept through the twelve dim light spots one by one, and his eyes fell on the light spot represented by the sixth generation of witches.
His ability is to predict the future, which is undoubtedly the strongest ability known. The Fifth Xuan wants to give it a try. If he can steal this ability, it will be of great use.
Focusing on this light spot, trying to make it stand out, but after just a slight attempt, the Fifth Xuan immediately chose to give up.
From the feedback he got from the attempt, this light spot is not something he can light up now, and the soul power consumed will be extremely great.
If it is forcibly lit, the damage may not be restored by sleep.
Giving up this difficult challenge, the Fifth Xuan thought about it and set his sights on the second generation of witches.
He had previously guessed that if he used this skill, it would most likely be a divine descent.
If he could actively use divine descent, whether it was a real descent or the bestowal of power, it would greatly enhance the tribe's capabilities.
"Second-generation witch of the Fire Tribe, I summon you in the name of the Fire Totem to appear in the Bagua space."
The words of the Fifth Xuan echoed in the Bagua space, and the twelve light spots slowly extinguished. Only the light spot of the second-generation witch remained, and it became bigger and brighter.
Just like the first-generation witch's light spot descended into the world, this time it was still a mountain that turned from nothingness into reality, as if it had traveled through time and space and descended into the Bagua world.
The Fifth Xuan's headache became more severe, and he immediately shared the pain with the other totems around him to reduce the pain.
The effect was obvious. As he pulled the other totems in, his pain was immediately reduced by more than half, and the speed of the mountain turning from virtual to real also increased a lot.
The mountain peak that broke through the light spot in the thick fog became larger and larger. On the top of the mountain peak, the second-generation witch was waving to the fifth mysterious.
Outside the Bagua space, after the thick fog was stirred for a while, the warriors saw the towering mountain again, and the figure of medium stature on the mountain.
"Is it the second-generation witch?"
The second-generation tapir witch guessed. Because of the relationship with the first-generation tapir witch, she knew the history of the Fire Tribe very well.
According to history, the Fire Tribe stationed on the mountain peak during the period of the first, second, and third generations of witches, and this figure was obviously more in line with the second-generation witch.
The warriors began to kneel on the ground and pray. Although it was not the first time they had seen such a scene, they still could not help but feel reverence.
The second-generation tapir shaman did not kneel down, but immediately took out the scroll and recorded this moment.
"Moo."
In the Bagua space, the bull totem cried out in pain, but it was much better than the last time.
The fifth Xuan did not even look at him, but stared at the mountain intently, waiting for his changes.
Soon, the black and white mist was separated by the mountain, the white mist formed clouds above, and the black mist below was like the earth.
The second-generation shaman looked at the fifth Xuan, a smile appeared on his face, and he bowed respectfully. Then the fifth Xuan's eyes shook for a while, and when he woke up again, he had already entered the totem stone.
"Let's start."
The fifth Xuan was not surprised, but said to the second-generation shaman with expectation.
The second generation wizard nodded to the totem stone, and then began to perform his set of operations, smashing the berries in his hand at the totem stone, and kicking the stones towards the totem stone.
"What a ridiculous ritual."
The fifth Xuan couldn't help but complain in the stone, looking at the second generation wizard, but saw that he took time out of his busy schedule and gave him a shy smile.
His smile was pure and his eyes were bright, like an unpolluted child, which reminded Diwu Xuan of the original beauty of the Fire Tribe.
Two hundred years ago, the people of the Fire Tribe were very simple. Two hundred years later, the leaders began to try to devour the totem. The world was indeed heading towards complexity and darkness.
When the whole set of movements was completed, a suction force came from the body of the second-generation leader. Diwu Xuan did not resist and let his spirit fly out of the totem and enter the body of the second-generation leader.
This was not the first time he entered the body of another person. Diwu Xuan instantly adapted to the feeling of having a body.
"Did the second generation wizard trigger a rule just now?"
Fifth Xuan muttered in thought, looking down at his right hand, clenching his fist to feel the feeling of having a body. Although it was still illusory, it was so real on this mountain top.
"Leave. The longer you delay, the greater the damage to your soul."
Fifth Xuan didn't waste any more time. After a little feeling, he directly pulled his spirit out.
Instead of pulling back into the totem stone, he directly left the mountain top and entered the spirit outside.
"I have already felt this power. Let's go back."
Enduring a headache, Fifth Xuan waved his hand to the second generation wizard.
The second generation wizard also waved his hand to him, and his figure slowly dissipated along the mountain top.