Chapter 590 Tyrant Fifth Xuan (Third update, please vote)

"Where does faith come from?"

Fifth Xuan looked at the big head leader and asked.

The big head leader was stunned, shook his head and said, "From the heart?"

Fifth Xuan glared at the big head leader unhappily. The big head leader was neither angry nor afraid, but just smiled.

"You say."

Fifth Xuan pointed to the small witch.

The small witch thought for a while and said, "From the cold and hardship?"

"Why?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

"I still remember that I came from the north to the south with a chief. We were hungry and cold all the way. We wanted to set up a totem and get the protection of the totem fire. But as soon as we set up the totem fire, we were attacked by the neighboring tribe. We couldn't defeat them, and we couldn't ask for peace. We stumbled all the way. In the end, there were only more than 20 people in the tribe, including only more than 10 men and only three women. The remaining more than 10 people were either children or babies. At that time, I really wanted to die."

The short witch talked about the hardships at that time, with a painful look on his face. The big chief and the second-generation ancestor witch next to him also felt the same way.

"Later, I set up a totem on the top of the mountain and lit the totem fire. I was finally no longer afraid of the cold or the beasts. From then on, my faith became more firm and I was willing to dedicate my life to the totem."

He said, and stood up and knelt down to the Fifth Mysterious. The big leader and the second generation of the ancestor witch also knelt down. The others couldn't stand watching and bowed again.

"Everyone, get up."

The Fifth Mysterious stepped forward to help the little witch up, helped him sit down and said, "I also remember that once I was set up, and then other tribes invaded, and one of my horns was knocked off. It was you who saved me without fear of life and death. From that time on, I was sure to share life and death with you."

That was not long after he came to this world. In fact, he didn't have any sense of responsibility to the tribe at that time.

Inexplicably traveling through time, inexplicably becoming a speechless stone, the problem is that everything he saw proved that he was not in a place called Huaguo Mountain, it would be strange if he was in a good mood.

And at that time, he thought that no matter whether it was the small witch or the big leader, or those tribesmen who could only "whine" foolishly, they were all untrustworthy.

In addition, he could not communicate with others for a long time, and his mental state was not good at that time. He swore all the time and had no good feelings for these filthy tribesmen.

But life forced him to accept all of this, and the longer he spent with them, the more he could see the extraordinary qualities these people showed in their hardships.

Putting himself in their shoes, Diwu Xuan felt that he could not compare with these primitive people, not because he was self-deprecating, but because his living environment made it difficult for him to survive in such a desperate situation.

Throwing these primitive people on an isolated island, all they have to do is try to live a better life, while people like Diwu Xuan who are on an isolated island will be desperate.

Civilization is progressing, but how can it not be a regression? How much of the indomitable will of the ancestors is left in the wars, disasters, and fratricide?

The more he gets along with his tribesmen, the more Diwu Xuan cares about them. In the end, he is even willing to give up a lot for them.

After becoming a god, Diwu Xuan also thought a lot and pondered a lot.

Of course, he can call himself the Lord of Gods, the God King, dominate one side, take whatever he wants from his tribesmen, and be the kind of high and mighty existence. He can

also indulge in wine and meat, find a few female totems to shape their faces and figures, and even make some clothes for them to satisfy the evil desires deep in his heart.

But these thoughts flashed through his mind, and then no sparks were generated. Why?

Because these tribesmen grew up under his watch. The Fifth Xuan watched them cut through thorns and cut through thorns for survival, and forged ahead for life.

They have experienced too many hardships and pains, and lost too many blood relatives, before they have come to where they are now.

The Fifth Xuan has been by their side through all these experiences. Sometimes he can only watch, and sometimes he can give a little guidance. He has witnessed their bravery, strength, and their loyalty to him.

It doesn't make sense that we can share adversity but not wealth, so the Fifth Xuan wants to change and make the tribe better.

"We have come out of hardships together. Now that I have become a god, you all have divine bodies and can live forever in the immortal world. But let's look down. How are the people living?"

Diwu Xuan stroked downwards, and the scene outside appeared in front of everyone.

People could be seen coming and going in the square, some going to the witch academy, some going to the military hall, and in the distance, there were also people busy running around for a living. It was a peaceful scene.

"There is the Tree of Life in the distance, and the Mountain of Gods nearby. Even if we don't consider them, will the lives of the tribe be rich enough?"

"Most of the tribe members are working outside, working hard to earn food. They still live in hardship. Now that I have become a god, it is time to give back to the tribe members. Therefore, I have improved the totem stone and tried to provide more convenience for the tribe members."

This is the voice of the Fifth Xuan, and it is also what he wants to do.

"I have worked hard to study the method of cultivating immortals to deal with future battles, and try to let the tribe members use totems to gain more convenience and improve their lives. Only in this way can I live up to the tribe members' god and the existence that the tribe members believe in."

"I thank Taichu on behalf of the tribe members."

The little witch was deeply moved and wanted to stand up and pay homage. Everyone immediately followed.

The Fifth Xuan grabbed the little witch and said, "Don't worship for no reason. You all know that I don't like this."

Everyone stopped helplessly. The little witch said, "We just want to express our respect and faith in you."

The Fifth Xuan waved his hand and said, "If that's the case, why not learn from the eighth generation witch? The Wuwu machine he and I developed together solved many communication problems in the tribe and saved the tribe members a lot of trouble."

"Fire God, what does the fourth generation ancestor witch mean by "in order to make people, become people?"

The sixth generation ancestor witch suddenly asked, and everyone looked at the Fifth Xuan for a while.

The Fifth Xuan laughed embarrassedly. He was too emotionally involved in what he said just now. He was only concerned about what he would do for the tribe and forgot to mention this matter.

"The tribesmen should not believe in totems."

The Fifth Xuan threw out these words, shocking everyone.

"If the tribesmen can recognize the true meaning of totems and have an equal understanding with totems, they can break free from the spiritual shackles and radiate the true civilization light that belongs to totem culture."

"This..."

The short witch looked around and saw that everyone was as surprised as he was. Only the fourth generation witch looked normal. Even Mang was shocked.

"How is this possible? If the totem is not high above, how can it have the power of faith, how can there be totem fire, and how can there be this... fairyland?" "

That's right. Before I became a god, although I was equal to you, I didn't dare let you treat me as a truly equal, and I didn't dare let you regard the totem as a tool."

The Fifth Xuan said, and stretched out his right hand, took out a furnace totem stone from the air, and with a slight activation, the totem fire appeared.

"It only takes a little faith to keep the totem fire going and generate endless heat energy. This heat energy can generate kinetic energy through a steam engine, which can save thousands of times of manpower. I have seen such benefits a long time ago, but I dare not use it. I am also worried about losing the power of faith."

When he was able to communicate with the tribe, Diwu Xuan thought about making better use of the totem fire. If the totem fire was really used to enter the industrial revolution, the benefits would be too great.

How can people not want to make good use of pollution-free and inexhaustible energy? However, if it is not handled well during the use process, it is easy for the tribe to reduce their faith in the totem, or even disappear, and the totem will be completely reduced to a tool. Just

like the attitude of the three generations of herbal witches towards the grass totem.

"But now it's different. I've become a god. I'm the place where the souls of my people return to. Even though my people don't have that much faith in totems, it's still different for me."

The Fifth Xuan's words were actually quite unfair to the totems. He himself had become a god, invincible, and he turned around and kicked the pot that the totems were eating.

Kicking the pot was not enough to satisfy him, he also stepped forward and kicked the stove under the pot to smash it, pressing the totems inside and letting them eat ashes.

"You mean... after you, there is no need for any totem worship?"

The second generation ancestor witch asked softly, afraid that his voice would be too loud and heard by other totems.

"Why is it necessary?"

The Fifth Xuan turned his head and asked, and the second generation ancestor witch was speechless.

"The tribesmen believe in me, so I can lead them to the future. What can other totems bring to them? Have you seen their witches and leaders become gods? Have you seen their souls come alive?"

Everyone was silent. This was indeed something that other totems could not do.

"In that case, how about using them as tools to strengthen our Fire Tribe...Taichu Tribe?"

Fifth Xuan asked, scanning everyone.

He had this idea for a long time. He was originally a human being, and he did not believe in any totems. Even though he was now sitting in the position of a totem, he did not really have the consciousness of being a totem, and he did not have the slightest idea of ​​making a profit from the totems.

In the totems, Fifth Xuan was a tyrant and a disaster, but he did not care, because he had never felt that he was a totem.

If not, why was he so happy to see the Miao Totem that year, and almost fell into her trap.

"If that's the case... street lamps, stoves, and other items that use totems as kinetic energy should indeed be promoted vigorously."

The big head leader suddenly spoke, and the Fifth Xuan saw that the first and second generation ancestor witches moved their mouths, but said nothing.

It seems that these two are used to bullying the big head leader, and they want to object as soon as they open their mouths.

"Of course we have to promote it, but the day when the tribe no longer believes in other totems and only believes in me, the original one, is the day when the totem culture truly begins, and the day when belief is regarded as work and totem power is regarded as reward."

The Fifth Xuan said proudly.

His statement really wants to push other totems into the endless abyss.

"On that day, people will naturally find ways to use the power of totems, just like street lamps and stoves, and there will be more and more of them."

The fourth generation ancestor witch said with a smile.

If the fifth Xuan was the main culprit who kicked the totems into the abyss, then the fourth generation ancestor witch was the accomplice who threw stones into it.

At this point, all the witches and leaders stood at the edge of the abyss, each holding a stone, ready to try.