Chapter 76 Rekindled Totem Fire
After the war, the Fire Tribe warriors were cleaning up the battlefield. The Sun Totem Shaman commanded the team to stay where they were and prepare to rest for the night.
Diwu Xuan slowly walked down from the high ground behind the team. His position was close to the stream. The first people to discover him were the Fire Tribe people who came to the river to fetch water.
"Woo, woo, woo..."
The first Fire Tribe person who saw Diwu Xuan threw down a wooden barrel and shouted, pointing at Diwu Xuan.
More and more people noticed him. Some ran towards the Fire Tribe team, some gathered with their companions in surprise and confusion, and some directly prostrated themselves on the ground.
The team by the river panicked, and the crowd was noisy.
Before setting out, they already knew the style of the fire totem they were looking for: it was held up by a terrifying giant turtle, and the totem stone shone brightly under the sunlight.
It was almost dusk, but under the sunlight, the body of the fifth black pearl was still shining.
"Woo woo woo..."
Someone shouted the name of the fire totem, and the call was like a lit firecracker, spreading in the tribe in an instant, as if it was getting bigger and bigger like a tsunami.
"Woo woo woo... woo woo woo..."
The sound became more and more uniform, and also louder and louder.
The little turtle was also affected, and did not play naughty, but walked forward step by step with the rhythm of the shouting.
Every step he took was in the gap between the whistles, as if supporting the gods, walking from the altar to the land of faith.
When the Sun Totem Shaman arrived, he saw exactly this scene. The unique totem attribute of the Fifth Xuan instantly attracted his attention.
He was a pure descendant of the Fire Tribe. The power buried deep in his blood made him instinctively close to the Fire Totem and believe in it.
"Woo woo woo..."
The Sun Totem Shaman immediately joined the shouting. The enthusiasm he showed surprised himself.
"My tribe, my home, my children, you have suffered these years."
The Fifth Xuan whispered in the totem. Only he and the little turtle could hear this, but his spiritual power radiated the entire team in an instant, comforting everyone's heart.
This is the connection between the totem and the tribe, like water and fish, sky and eagle.
"Wuwuwu..."
Many pure Fire Tribe people knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, as if they had been wandering for many years and suddenly returned home. They couldn't help but shed tears and choked with sobs.
In the distance, the Dragon Tribe totem warriors who were still observing the Fire Tribe team after retreating looked at the Fire Tribe warriors who were shouting and fighting in amazement, not knowing why.
"There are more Guga..."
He asked his companions beside him what happened in the distance. The
people beside him pointed in the direction of the rear team of the Fire Tribe, which was the direction where the Fire Tribe people were rushing over. There was a flashing light.
"Is it a big one?"
He guessed that it was the totem stone in the Fire Tribe legend, and asked his companions in confusion.
His companions also guessed that it should be a fire totem. The two discussed for a while and decided to send someone to tell the Dragon Tribe witch about this important discovery.
The fifth Xuan could not feel the attention from afar. Without lighting the totem fire, his perception ability was not strong.
Slowly entering the center of the Fire Tribe, the Sun Totem Shaman could not wait to have people find stones, form a circle in front of the fifth Xuan, and put in branches.
"Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo..."
The Sun Totem Shaman shouted: Today, the Fire Totem has returned, and the Fire Tribe will surely return to the peak of glory, become the supreme Fire Tribe, and become the immortal Fire Tribe.
Even in such a solemn occasion, the fifth Xuan was still slightly surprised, and didn't understand when the Fire Tribe had reached the peak of glory.
He was surprised, but the Fire Tribe warriors were excited. Such a prophecy has been passed down in the Fire Tribe for hundreds of years. Since the fourth generation of the witch shouted this sentence, it has been like a glowing fire in the darkness, guiding the Fire Tribe forward.
This is the inheritance of will, this is where the spirit lies. Many times, ideals and dreams are just beautiful lies.
When it has not been realized, it is just a bubble floating in the void, but once it is caught by dreams, it is a torch guiding the way and a lighthouse on the seaside.
"Woo woo... woo woo... woo woo..."
The Sun Totem Shaman roared and began to dance the sacrificial dance. His movements were unfamiliar, and as he danced, he exuded the totemic power like the scorching sun.
"Is this the power of the Sun Totem?"
Fifth Xuan watched silently. This shaman was called the Sun Totem Shaman. It was thought that the energy in his body came from the Sun Totem.
Although the power in his body was the power of the Sun Totem, the sacrificial dance he performed was a standard Fire Totem sacrificial dance, created by the fourth generation of shamans, just like Tai Chi.
More and more people joined in, and what caught Fifth Xuan's attention were the five hundred people who had just finished fighting.
Because they were at the front of the team and were cleaning up the battlefield, they were the last wave to arrive.
When they arrived, the team was neat and tidy, and standing at the front of the entire team was an old man with a grim face.
His face was grim, not because of his expression, but because of the scars on his face.
His face was covered with scars left by the sharp claws of stone knives, and he looked extremely scary.
From his eyes, Diwu Xuan could see excitement and restraint.
"Wuwu..."
One of the five hundred people shouted excitedly. The old warrior tilted his head slightly, looked back, and the man immediately shut up. The five hundred people stood in silence, which was very strange in such an occasion.
"Fire."
The old man suddenly raised his right hand and waved his fist to the sky, shouting "fire". He spoke in Chinese with a slight accent, which sounded very friendly to Diwu Xuan.
Following the old man's roar, the five hundred people shouted "fire" at the same time.
Many people who were performing the sacrificial dance were startled by them, but they didn't care at all. They looked straight ahead without any distraction.
Then, the old warrior made the opening move of the sacrificial dance. The move was very standard, no worse than that of the fourth generation witch.
Five hundred people raised their hands together with the old warrior's move, and followed the old warrior's move to dance the sacrificial dance in an orderly manner.
Their moves looked coherent and beautiful, and it was obvious that they had practiced a lot, which formed a sharp contrast with the unfamiliar moves of the Sun Totem Shaman.
"Go in front of them, we will light the totem fire in front of the people of the Fire Tribe."
The Fifth Xuan was dissatisfied with the Sun Totem Shaman because of his name and because of his awkward moves.
The little turtle started to move forward slowly, which forced many tribesmen who were dancing sacrificial dances in front of him to stop and avoid.
"Crack."
The little turtle's feet landed on the branches circled by the Ritu Teng Wu, making a sound of breaking branches.
The Ritu Teng Wu did not stop his movements, but his eyebrows twitched. This subtle expression revealed his mood.
Diwu Xuan was in no mood to care about him. As long as they were not called Fire Teng Wu, they would not be accepted by him. This was the bottom line.
"Om..."
A ball of fire rose in front of the five hundred people. The flame was three feet high, red and blue intertwined, and under the flame, the image of Tai Chi was formed.
The old warrior's eyes showed a scorching light, and he danced harder. Every time he landed, he left a deep hole on the ground.
The five hundred people also became excited. The fire totem lit the totem fire in front of them. This full recognition made their hearts burn.