Chapter 477 The Elegy of Seven Generations (Third update, please vote)

It has been a month since the Fire God was informed that Chief Shi was dying, and the Fire God was still rushing to Xi'an City at full speed, but Shi was getting weaker and weaker.

His eyes were often blurry, and he would mutter something that no one could understand, and his consciousness would suddenly become blurred.

Lie and Ju stayed by his side for a long time, taking care of him and encouraging him to hold on.

The Fire God said that he could not fall asleep, otherwise his soul would be taken away by the Soul Tribe.

At the foot of the west city, the thick fog of the Soul Tribe had gathered here, probably waiting for Shi's death.

Every day, an old man would walk out from there and look towards the top of the city.

Ko had also seen Ganymede flash across the sky. Perhaps he was also looking forward to Shi's death.

"Yi, is Yi here?"

A vague voice came from Shi's mouth. Ko looked at Ju in confusion. He didn't know who Yi was.

"He is the leader of the Dragon Tribe. He used to be a member of the Fire Tribe and grew up with the leader."

Ju explained, but he didn't know how to answer Shi.

Yi was no longer there. Shi's consciousness was already very vague, otherwise he wouldn't have asked this question.

"Pah."

Shi's hand grabbed Ko's hand forcefully, and he pulled Ko in front of him.

Ko resisted instinctively, but before he could burst out his strength, Shi suppressed his strength back with his body instinct.

"Yi, I'm jealous of you. You are the proud son of heaven. You snatched the jerky from the sixth generation wizard. I should have been able to snatch that piece of jerky. I should have been able to snatch it..."

He kept murmuring and repeating.

One black eye and one green eye looked at Li with an evil light.

"Teacher, I'm not Yi. I'm..."

"You're not Yi. You're the sixth generation... the sixth generation leader. You're the sixth generation leader."

Shi's eyes flashed with hatred, which hurt Li's eyes.

"Why, why do the totems allow me to control the totem power, but you don't? Why? Tell me, are you jealous of me? Are you jealous of me?"

Li felt that his hand was about to be crushed by the teacher. He almost couldn't help wailing in pain.

"Teacher, it's me, teacher, it's Ke, Ke."

Shi's hands became lighter, his eyes were full of confusion, and the light in his eyes was no longer so dazzling.

"Is it Ke? Oh, it's Ke, I thought it was... who did you think it was?"

The light in his eyes was completely introverted, and Shi's face was full of confusion.

"I thought it was Ying, you are not dead, haha, you are not dead, can we be together? Let's be together, I will protect you, and you will not die."

Shi's hands began to increase strength again, Ke's face showed a painful expression, looking at Ju.

This Ying, who is it?

"A female warrior that the teacher liked seemed to have died on the way to migrate east from the desert. I don't know much about it. The teacher rarely talked about these things."

"Is she dead?"

Shi's eyes were suddenly filled with grief, his lips trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes.

This man who could control his body to the extreme, at the end of his life, finally could not control his body.

He was sobbing, softly at first, and then loudly.

Tears flowed from his eyes, one black and one green, and the crying became softer and softer, until only twitching and tears remained, and there was no sound of crying.

"I have strength now, I can protect you, I am not afraid of thousands of troops, I am not afraid of thousands of troops..."

He murmured vaguely, his head swaying from side to side against the city wall, his eyes full of confusion and tears.

"Why didn't I have the strength then? Why didn't I have the strength then?"

Tears flowed down Shi's raised head, past his graying temples, into his hair, and into the city wall.

"Teacher, teacher, wake up. The God of Fire hasn't come back yet. You can't die yet. You can't die."

He trembled. He was afraid. From the day he was born until now, even if someone informed him of the day his parents died, he was just silently sad without much fear.

But at this moment, he was afraid. He was afraid that the teacher would die, and that the teacher's soul would not be able to return to the embrace of the God of Fire.

"Hang, why are you crying?"

Shi's voice was no longer trembling. He looked at Han in confusion, and his eyes became clearer.

"Teacher, you're okay. I'm glad you're okay."

Han said happily, holding the teacher's hand tightly.

"What can happen to me? I was just imprisoned by the sixth generation leader. Humph, he doesn't know that I can cultivate even in a small space. I cultivate my mind, not my strength."

Shi said proudly, looking forward, and saw Ganymede suddenly appearing in the air.

"That person... I really want to know him."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Ganymede in the distance.

Ganymede thought Shi was going to die, and was about to come out to see the excitement, but when he pointed at him, he was so scared that he turned around and turned into a golden light and fled thousands of miles away.

"Huh? Is it a golden butterfly? Ying said she had seen a golden butterfly, but I didn't believe it and blamed her for lying to me. I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have done that."

Shi shook his head and began to talk nonsense again.

Ju was much more mature than Shi, and knew that his teacher's memory was confused when he entered his last days.

Logically speaking, a strong warrior's will was strong, and this kind of situation should not happen, at least the leaders of all generations had never been like this.

But Shi, the strongest warrior of the Fire Tribe, was confused like an ordinary old man when he was about to die. Ju knew the reason after a little guess.

Shi had suffered too much, and the pain completely broke him down when he was most vulnerable, leaving him in a memory storm like an ordinary old man.

"Teacher..."

Ju whispered softly, his eyes full of sadness.

He did not shed tears, because his will was firm, just like his teacher.

He just put the red copper stick on his legs, crossed his knees and looked at his teacher, looking at his teacher sadly.

"I'm sorry, I don't have the power of totem, I dare not tell you that I like you, I'm sorry..."

Shi fell into the memory of Ying again, the woman he would never forget in his life.

"Teacher..."

Ju couldn't control his tears, hugged Shi's arm, and cried loudly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, who bullied you? Who bullied you?"

Shi was disturbed by the crying and woke up from his memory, and then his face twisted violently.

"It hurts... It hurts, it hurts so much... Let me die, I don't want to be in so much pain... Where am I, why is it so painful?"

Shi screamed, the black and green power in his body was shaking and chaotic, he seemed to be unable to control his power.

"Old man, two forces collided and must explode, do you want to blow up your two apprentices?"

An old voice sounded, it was Zhuo, he walked over tremblingly and said to Shi.

Shi's eyes lit up and became clearer. He saw Zhuo, saw this old guy walking over.

"It's Zhuo, you are not dead yet?"

Shi asked.

"You are not dead yet, why should I die?"

Zhuo said.

"Haha, that's right, I will go ahead of you."

Shi seemed to be completely sober, and the power of life and death was completely stabilized. He reached out and touched the still crying Li.

"You must be strong. You are the eighth generation leader and the pillar of the Fire Tribe. If you are weak, the Fire Tribe will be ten times weaker."

Li held back his tears, nodded vigorously, and hummed with a nasal sound.

"Ju, you have to take good care of your junior brother. He is still young and doesn't understand many things. You have to help him. Do you understand?"

Shi looked at Ju and asked.

"I understand, teacher."

Ju nodded and said.

Shi smiled at him, his eyes full of praise.

Maybe this is the successor he values ​​more. Whether it is will or character, he recognizes it in his heart. It's a pity... fate always plays tricks on people.

"Teacher, besides this, is there anything else you want me to do?"

Ju asked, moving forward. "

We still have to go down the path of controlling the totem power. Although it will shorten the lifespan of the warriors, there may be other ways to solve it. You have to try and don't let this path be cut off, okay?"

The last part of "okay" was said with a pleading tone.

He felt a little guilty for asking his disciple not to give up his martial arts at the cost of his life, so he said this in a pleading manner.

"I will, teacher. Even if you don't say it, I will inherit your way."

Ju nodded vigorously and said.

"Okay, okay, I'm relieved. The dojo will be handed over to you."

After Shi finished speaking, he looked at Shi and reached out to wipe the tears from his face.

"It's easy to be a leader. Give authority to those who are close to you, be cruel to those who are disobedient, reward those who are loyal, and give rules to those who are indifferent. You should treat them equally, but you should have different ways of dealing with different people."

He kept nodding, and Shi didn't know how much he remembered.

"If you don't understand something, ask Xin. She is very smart and has known what she wants since she was a child. I can see that she will help you, just like Ying helped me. You must cherish her."

When he said that he should cherish her, Shi's eyes were a little regretful.

"Teacher, don't say anymore."

He cried to stop the teacher from speaking. The teacher's words made him feel so sad.

"No more, no more."

Shi waved his hand and smiled and pointed to the city.

"It's hard to tell. He's here."

Everyone followed his gaze and saw the old man who often appeared. He was looking up at the city wall with a smile.

"According to the agreement between me and the Fire Totem, he will give me the soul of the leader of the Fire Tribe. I'm here to take his soul."

The old man said with a smile, staring straight at Shi, his eyes full of expectation.

"I won't give my teacher to you."

Li stood up and shouted angrily at the city.

"You don't understand the matter of Totems. If you promise, you must give it. You can't stop it."

The old man still responded with a smile on his face, not angry at all.

"No, no, no, the God of Fire won't..."

Li turned around, but saw that his teacher had closed his eyes. He widened his eyes in disbelief.

I turned to look at Ju, but saw that his eyes were full of sadness. I looked at Zhuo again, but saw that Zhuo also closed his eyes and sat quietly beside Shi.

The two old men, leaning side by side, closed their eyes forever.

Zhuo, the general of the Fire Tribe, died.

Shi, the seventh generation leader of the Fire Tribe and the leader with unparalleled fighting power, also died.

Author's words: Shi died, very sad. If there is a chance, I will write a sequel about him, the story of Shi and Ying, and Shi's childhood.