Chapter 373: The Different Eighth Generation Shaman

Ba ​​Xia doesn’t like to be eaten by dust, so he always walks in front of the team. Sometimes, when Diwu Xuan is not paying attention, he will lead the team astray.

Diwu Xuan scolded him several times, but Ba Xia became more and more slippery as he got older. He agreed proudly on the surface, but still did his own thing behind the scenes. On

this day, the team was not far from the Fire Tribe. Diwu Xuan didn’t want him to cause any more trouble, so he asked the Bull Totem to keep an eye on him, while he wrote and drew in the thick mist, planning the future of the famous Fire Tribe.

"鞥..."

Ba Xia’s sudden high roar startled him. He waved his hand to hide his handwriting in the depths of the thick mist. The surroundings became clear, and his eyes looked outside the Bagua space.

Everything was normal, except that Ba Xia stretched his head and roared towards the north.

Diwu Xuan looked towards the tribe and could vaguely see smoke rising from the north of the tribe, as if a war had started.

"Baxia, go and take a look."

Diwu Xuan ordered, scanning the tribe. He did not see the tribesmen panicking, but instead saw many children running to the rooftops to watch the excitement.

This scene surprised him a little. He originally guessed that it was a ferocious beast, but if it was really a ferocious beast, why would it be so excited.

Baxia received the order and moved forward with four legs spinning like wheels, raising the thick snow on the ground.

A child standing on the roof in the distance saw Baxia running and shouted "Fire Totem, Fire Totem", attracting more people's attention.

Diwu Xuan took a quick look and saw a few women and children on the roof. To the north were the men in the tribe, who were braver and closer to the area surrounded by smoke.

After running forward for a while, Diwu Xuan saw the scene in the distance.

It was indeed a beast, a huge wild boar, which was charging forward with its head buried.

In front of it was the leader Yin, who was running madly, but his speed was obviously not as fast as the beast. Fortunately, there were tribesmen on both sides who kept harassing him, buying him time.

Diwu Xuan calculated the distance between Baxia and the two. Even if there were warriors to buy him time, it would be impossible for him to catch up with the wild boar before catching up with the leader Yin.

But the Fifth Xuan was not anxious. He glanced at the Eighth Generation Shaman who was calm on the hillside in the direction where the Sound Chief was running

, and he knew that they must have some methods that he didn't know about to deal with the emergency situation. The Fifth Xuan made such a judgment because he knew that the Eighth Generation Shaman had always had a good relationship with the Sound Tribe. Both the Sound Shaman and the Sound Chief had a close relationship with the Eighth Generation Shaman.

In such a situation, the Eighth Generation Shaman was still calm, and the Fifth Xuan really didn't know what he could do.

Just as he was puzzled, he saw the Sound Shaman suddenly accelerate, jump up, and jump towards the hillside.

His jumping posture was very strange. After the whole person rose to a certain height, his feet not only did not extend forward, but were clamped together, and his hands were placed on his head like a diver.

With this move, he could very well fall flat on the ground, and the beast behind him could then catch him with one leap.

Glancing at the wild boar's sharp fangs, Diwu Xuan had no idea what they were up to.

Under his puzzled gaze, Chief Yin fell down, his body falling flat on the slope, not only on it, but also falling into it... The wild boar following closely behind him did the same.

Then Diwu Xuan saw Chief Yin being pulled up by a rope, and the warriors began to throw fishing nets, stones, and short spears down, and then a huge rock rolled down.

"Trap?"

Diwu Xuan was slightly surprised, not at the appearance of the trap, but at the fact that the trap could actually trap the beast.

Ba Xia was also a little confused. He didn't understand how the wild boar fell into the ground. His figure was much lower when he rushed forward.

"Fire Totem."

The battle came to an end. Finally, a warrior discovered the Fire Totem in the distance. More and more people looked here. Many warriors even bowed down and covered the ground with their faces.

The Eighth Generation of Witches also quickly approached the Fifth Xuan. However, the leader Yin, who had just crawled out, did not follow. Instead, he led some warriors to guard under the pit.

When the Eighth Generation of Witches approached, the Fifth Xuan found that the warriors in front of him spontaneously made way for him. Their movements were very natural, and there was even a bit of reverence in their eyes. The

Fifth Xuan raised his eyebrows, and then heard the voice of the Sun Totem next to him: "You already look like a witch."

At some point, the Sun Totem stood next to him.

Diwu Xuan nodded and did not respond, but his raised mouth corners still revealed his joy.

Diwu Xuan felt that it was only a matter of time before the eighth-generation witch could walk out of the shadow of the sixth-generation leader, but he did not expect that he would walk out so quickly.

It's worth it that I left you alone in the tribe... Diwu Xuan thought so. Diwu

Xuan has always spared no effort in cultivating witches and leaders. In this wild world, the tribe needs heroes, and witches and leaders are the best candidates for heroes.

While he was thinking, the eighth-generation witch had already approached. After he paid his respects, Diwu Xuan asked them what they were doing.

There was a hint of smugness on the face of the eighth-generation witch, but he restrained himself well and did not show more.

He then recounted the situation encountered by the tribe. The ferocious beasts in the northern jungle were moving abnormally, and there were ferocious beasts spying on the tribe from time to time.

At first, the Eighth Generation Wizard was at a loss, but later he and Chief Yin decided to use pits to deal with it. With this method, they have captured six beasts.

Six?

Diwu Xuan was really surprised. He felt that the Eighth Generation Wizard's method had a component of luck, but after six successes, it seemed that luck was not the driving force behind everything.

"How did you manage to not make a single mistake?"

Diwu Xuan wrote down his doubts on the thick mist. The

Eighth Generation Wizard said his method without any hesitation: Prepare for a rainy day.

This is the idiom that Diwu Xuan taught to the wizards. The Eighth Generation Wizard regarded it as a guideline and kept it in mind at all times.

"It is easy to know, but difficult to do. You did a great job."

After listening to the words of the Eighth Generation Wizard, Diwu Xuan was silent for a while and gave such praise.

"Another good witch has appeared in the Fire Tribe."

Moon Totem said with envy.

On the way back, Diwu Xuan had promised Sun and Moon Totem that they could establish their own tribe, and no longer exist as Sun Totem or Moon Totem.

They could have their own place of residence, their own tribe, and their own witches, and Moon Totem had been dreaming all along the way of getting a few guys like the witches of the Fire Tribe.

When she returned to the Fire Tribe and saw the transformation of the Eighth Generation Witch, she once again confirmed this belief.

Diwu Xuan glanced at her, did not reply, and looked at the Eighth Generation Witch.

"I have a mission for you. The Fire Tribe will go south and officially settle in the center of the continent to establish its dominance. The preparations for this will be handed over to you."

This line of text slowly appeared on the thick mist. Diwu Xuan could see that as the text appeared, the Eighth Generation Wizard's eyes were filled with excitement.

He clenched his fists and pursed his lips tightly to suppress his excitement.

After the Eighth Generation Wizard thanked and left, Diwu Xuan did not let Ba Xia go to the Fire Tribe, but asked him to go north and enter the jungle to find the reason why the beast was crazy.

At this time, the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark, but Ba Xia was not afraid of entering the jungle at all. He once regarded this place as a paradise.

"Be careful, the beasts are violent, there must be a reason."

Diwu Xuan reminded, and at the same time asked all the totems to gather together, ready to support Baxia in battle at any time.

Entering the jungle, Baxia first roared domineeringly, announcing his arrival, and then he rushed in madly.

There were indeed many beasts gathered here, and they were disturbed by Baxia's arrival. Some of them recognized Baxia, roared and got up and fled, which caused more beasts to disperse.

Baxia did not launch an attack rashly, not because he was afraid, but because he felt that the level of the beasts here was not worthy of him to take action.

When all the beasts ran away, Baxia looked around and found nothing unusual.

"What did you find?"

Diwu Xuan asked the totems.

Everyone shook their heads, not finding anything special.

Unable to find the specific reason for the change in the beast, Diwu Xuan asked Baxia to go back. After leaving the jungle, they saw pits on several slopes in succession, and there were some warriors guarding each pit.

"Baxia, clean them all up tomorrow."

Diwu Xuan ordered Baxia, not launching a battle at night.

If the beast escapes under the cover of darkness, it will be a loss. It is better to do this kind of thing during the day.

Back to the tribe, Diwu Xuan went directly to the altar. The eighth generation witch came forward and asked if a grand sacrifice could be held tomorrow.

Diwu Xuan naturally would not object to this. After agreeing, the eighth generation witch left.

"Can the mind still enter the thick fog phantom?"

Diwu Xuan asked the sun totem.

It was possible a day ago, but today he was busy on the road, so Rituteng didn't try it.

"I'll try."

Rituteng said, his expression suddenly became dull, but it became normal again in an instant.

"Okay."

After getting a positive answer, Diwu Xuan nodded: "Keep trying on the way south and see the end of this connection."

The end of the connection is the area that Diwu Xuan can fully control, which is very important to him.

Rituteng nodded to show that he understood, and his expression became dull again.

This is where his spiritual wisdom went, and there may be something that needs to be dealt with.

Because their totem stones all have the Tai Chi mist symbol, text can also be displayed on the Tai Chi, so that they can also communicate with the tribesmen, which is much more convenient.

After returning to the Fire Tribe, the Third Generation Herb Witch returned to his hut by the sea, living alone like a hermit.

The Fifth Xuan saw that he missed his home on the other side of the coast, and might be hesitating whether to go back. The Fifth Xuan did not say much about this, but let him make his own decision.

It is still in the ice age, but the ice surface is not as safe as before, because the beasts in the sea sometimes break through the ice.

If he wants to go back, it will be dangerous, and it will be even more difficult to come back after going back.

This must be a difficult decision for him, but it is a very personal matter, and the Fifth Xuan is not prepared to participate.

Don't give advice to others easily, especially when others don't ask you. This is both respect for others and respect for yourself.

The night passed, and when the light came the next day, the Eighth Generation Witch came to the Fifth Xuan with a pair of red eyes.

"Fire Totem, I ask for help from the Wolf Wizard."

This was the first sentence he said after meeting the Fifth Xuan.