Chapter 70: Going upstream Following

the stream down, heading straight for the river that divides the north and the south, here, the Fifth Xuan has to make a choice.

Go east, return to the sea, go to the place where he fell and wait for the people of the Fire Tribe to find him.

Go west, go upstream, use the speed of the little turtle in the water, and actively look for the Fire Tribe.

There are two choices. The former is relatively safe, but too passive. Although the latter has the initiative, the road to the west will inevitably be bumpy and full of crises.

"Go west, go upstream, and take the initiative."

The Fifth Xuan made the choice without hesitation.

He has been trapped in the sea for more than a hundred years, and no one can trap him again, not even for a day.

The little turtle accepted the Fifth Xuan's decision in its entirety, not because he was convinced, but because he didn't want to stay in one place and wait bitterly.

The little turtle happily swam freely at the bottom of the river at a very fast speed, causing an undercurrent in the river.

Diwu Xuan looked at the little turtle curiously and found that the river water heading east naturally split before encountering the river, and the resistance became very small.

Not only that, after passing the little turtle, the river water quickly merged and squeezed the little turtle's butt, which increased his speed a lot.

In other words, when swimming upstream, the water flow would not become a resistance, but would provide him with power.

"It is worthy of being a divine beast. This skill of controlling water is unparalleled."

The pressure of 20,000 leagues under the sea is so great that it is impossible for an ordinary turtle to survive. In addition, the magical power of the big turtle and the big turtle's name for him made Diwu Xuan feel that the little turtle was extraordinary. The ability he showed today only confirmed this point.

"Little Football's life and death is unknown, and the Fire Tribe warriors are not expected to have a good outcome. I can't protect myself now, so they can only pray for the best."

Diwu Xuan couldn't help but think about what Little Football said. The Flame Tribe ate his tribe's totem. Just thinking about it made him feel weird.

"The little witch should be from the Flame Tribe, and I should be a fragment of the Flame Tribe's totem. The fiery red power is the same, this cannot be false."

Diwu Xuan let Little Turtle find the way and thought about these questions.

"But why did the Yan tribe eat its own tribal totem? According to the little football, the tribesmen who ate the totem would be greatly improved to become totem warriors, but why did they let the little football become a totem, thereby reducing the probability of totem warriors appearing?"

These questions deeply puzzled Diwu Xuan. He couldn't figure it out for the time being because he had too little information.

"If the totem will can influence the tribesmen, then why would the Yan tribe eat its own tribal totem? As long as the tribal totem conveys a negative will, it can be solved. This is a complete paradox..."

Totem consciousness can subconsciously influence the tribesmen. If this rule is established, then why did the Yan tribe totem kill itself?

Diwu Xuan couldn't figure this out no matter how hard he tried.

"Wait a minute, if all totems are as mature as me, then the will of the totem will sometimes hurt itself..."

"For example, the will of the totem of the Yan tribe was to make the entire tribe stronger, so it is understandable that these tribesmen eat their own totems in order to become stronger."

Such a result made Diwu Xuan feel horrified. If this is true, then killing oneself is indeed a bit perverted.

"The totems of the Grass Tribe only had a little instinct at first. Maybe they are still in the ignorant period and cannot make correct judgments..."

Diwu Xuan immediately denied this guess. The totem stone of the Yan tribe should be much stronger than the totem stone of the Grass Tribe. The mind may not be fully mature, but it should not be in the ignorant state of sending commands based on instinct.

"When the soul of the old man of the Yan tribe who had eaten the power of the totem stone returned to the totem stone of the small football, the small football broke through to the spiritual totem realm, which means... the original Yan tribe totem stone may have reached the edge of breakthrough."

"I don't know how other totems entered the spiritual totem realm, but I have had this experience myself. This is a change in the nature of power and the understanding of the totem power. It is impossible to rely on instinctive understanding to break through."

It is foolish to deny that the Yan tribe once had a totem stone. Then the previous speculation that the Yan tribe totem stone influenced the tribesmen in order to become stronger and caused them to eat the totem stone is unlikely.

In this way, all previous speculations were overturned, and they had to find a new way. The fifth Xuan felt that he was in a big trouble.

"It doesn't make sense that a totem stone with intelligence and power was broken and eaten by its own tribesmen. Something must have gone wrong... What went wrong?"

Diwu Xuan pondered, always feeling that he was very close to the answer, but he could never grasp it.

It felt like saying something casually, and then thinking about it again, but he couldn't remember it no matter what. It was very strange.

"Bang..."

Suddenly a muffled sound came out, waking Diwu Xuan from his meditation, and he looked outside hesitantly.

It was already dark, and the river was dim with almost no light. He looked carefully and vaguely saw a stone in front of him.

The sound just made was the little turtle hitting the stone.

"What the hell? You can hit a rock while swimming?"

Diwu Xuan was annoyed that he interrupted his thinking. After this, it would be too difficult to find that feeling again.

"Ah..."

The little turtle cried out in grievance and told the truth about hitting the rock: He fell asleep.

"Damn, can you do it? Travel safely, pay attention to safety...safe? Dangerous?"

Diwu Xuan suddenly thought of something. He felt that he had found the truth, which was the truth he had been searching for.

"Safety...dangerous...why do I feel that the truth is here, where is safety? Where is danger?"

He vaguely felt that the key point was in these two words, but he couldn't grasp it for a while. However, as long as he grasped a clue, he would not be afraid of not being able to find the melon.

"There is no safety for the tribesmen. Danger always exists, natural disasters and man-made disasters... man-made disasters, ice spirits, scorching fiery red power, water and fire cannot coexist."

Following the clues, Diwu Xuan suddenly came to his senses and began to try to imagine the whole process.

"The Yan tribe is powerful, but to its north, there is an even more powerful tribe that worships the Ice Spirit. The two tribes are incompatible and there are constant conflicts."

"The tribe with the Ice Spirit must have more totem warriors, but the Yan tribe does not. The danger is approaching, and the totem of the Yan tribe must save the tribe."

"He may be about to break through, but it takes time. Unfortunately, there is no time. The enemy is very powerful and close at hand. He is wise and selfless and suddenly came up with a way..."

Diwu Xuan suddenly felt that he had figured out the whole process. This is the most real experience he can deduce now.

For the future of the tribe, the totem stone of the Yan tribe gave up himself to let the tribe survive the disaster.

"It seems... the Totem Stone of the Yan Tribe is truly great."

As he said this, he couldn't help but think of the time when he abandoned the Fire Tribe warriors in the Yan Tribe. Compared to the old Totem Stone of the Yan Tribe, perhaps he was too small and cowardly.