Chapter 47 The Bereaved Family (2)
"There's another bird."
Xuanwu looked at Ji Rong, who was placed last in the queue because her injuries were relatively better.
She has used up all the medicine and water she brought.
The injuries on the bird and the fox were more severe than she had imagined, especially the bird, whose neck was almost broken and had four bloody holes in its buttocks; this troubled her greatly and she spent a lot more money on medicine.
"Go get some more water and medicine, and the cave needs to be modified," the witch thought as she walked.
She cleaned up the snakes' claws last night and saw flesh and blood on Gu Qingqing's claws. When she compared them, it was indeed the snakes' claws.
Thinking of this, the witch felt a pain in her buttocks. She had to separate them. They had used so much of her medicine. If they woke up and got into another fight and died, she would be at a huge loss!
When the witch returned to her house, the older Adu was already feeding Amu breakfast with Axiao.
Seeing his aunt's tired eyes, Adu thoughtfully brought her a bowl of fish porridge, which Tsunwu drank in one gulp.
She rubbed her aching fingers and said kindly, "A-Xiao, you stay home and help your aunt look after A-Miao. A-Du, you go get some more medicine and come with me."
Ah Xiao nodded and said, "Ah Mu, brother will take you to play in the sand." He turned around, took a fruit from the house, put it in Ah Mu's hand, and then carried Ah Mu to the seaside.
After Adu received the herbs, the witch lifted Adu and placed him on her shoulder. With her other hand carrying a jar of water, she walked steadily towards the cave where Sanxiu was.
On the way, Adu asked, "Auntie Tunwu, where did those guys come from?"
The witch shook her head.
With Adu's help, the witch's speed improved, and she cleaned up Ji Rong in half a day.
Xuanwu looked down at the bird cultivator who seemed to be asleep, and thought to himself that this bird cultivator didn't have many external injuries.
"Could they not be together?" The witch was filled with doubt.
The bird's body clearly contained a tremendous amount of energy, which was dissipating into the air with her breath.
The witch sensed that with their arrival, there were subtle, imperceptible changes in the surroundings.
Putting aside these thoughts in his mind, the witch separated the two caves with huge wooden stakes and then took Adu back to rest.
After a long day and night of hard work, she was exhausted and needed a good night's sleep.
Adu had never seen any intelligent life outside, and she was filled with curiosity about Sanxiu. After much persuasion, she finally got the shaman's permission and went to take care of Sanxiu with great enthusiasm.
Adu is one of the few children in the clan who have inherited the talent of the witch clan. The great witch Yue went out this time to collect some spiritual herbs to open the meridians of these talented children and inherit the name of witch.
Adu didn't take care of Sanxiu for long before being taken away by the witch.
It stinks!
I don't know what these three cultivators ate, but they always exude an unparalleled odor;
Especially that fox cultivator, it was like a piece of rotten meat infested with maggots and left to bake in the sun.
The other two were no better. One bird-maniac always reeked of rusty iron and blood; while the other bird-maniac emitted a foul stench, yet its breath smelled surprisingly good, which was truly bizarre.
The shaman had to brew medicine every day to wash their bodies in order to barely control the strange smell that emanated from them every day.
Fortunately, the group from Mount Wuyue returned not long afterward.
After examining the condition of the three cultivators, Da Wuyue inquired in detail about the whole story from the Xuanwu.
He left some medicinal herbs and instructed his son Wu Lan to take A Du to boil some medicine for San Xiu and give it to him. He then took Xuan Wu to the ancestral house.
He and the shaman examined the stone slab of the ancestral house from beginning to end. When they reached the end, they found the words: "When foreign guests descend from the heavens, it will be the beginning of the decline and prosperity of our clan."
Wu Yue, his expression excited, asked the witch, "Could they be foreign guests?"
The witch remained silent.
They have always believed that the words left by the ancestral witches refer to the eventual return of the outer witch tribe that went out back then. Could they have misunderstood?
Looking back, the Wu tribe was once powerful.
There once existed a glorious era for the witch clan there.
They preserved the fire and discovered hemp and millet;
They made pottery and studied pharmacology;
They tempered their muscles and bones, and opened up new paths, so that strong shamans could move mountains with their bare hands, travel across the desolate seas, and live as long as the gods.
They created writing and techniques, and for a time, the earth was bustling with activity because of them.
Because of these civilizations, their ancestors once held immense power.
Unfortunately, their clan's growing prosperity angered the gods of the time, and the gods fought among themselves, shattering the authority of their ancestors.
Without the consent of the Wu tribe, the gods in the heavens felled the ancestral tree that connected heaven and earth, lured their Wu ancestors one by one to the Cloud Platform to be beheaded, and then gradually drove the remaining Wu tribe to the desolate sea filled with fierce winds to await their death.
They severed the lifeblood of the Nine Provinces, attempting to survive in order to achieve immortality.
Whenever the shaman spoke of this to the younger members of his clan, he would feel uneasy.
"Immortality isn't something that's so easy to obtain!!"
The separation of heaven and earth is an unstoppable force, and no life can live forever.
Even gods cannot! The vastness of the heavens is merely a long period of time, not immortality.
Although the expelled witch clan lost the nourishment of spiritual energy, they found many remaining spiritual veins in the desolate sea.
These spiritual veins are legacies left behind before the flow of spiritual energy was blocked. After the Wu tribe obtained them, they resisted the heavenly palaces for a period of time.
But they ultimately could not withstand the erosion of time, nor the heavy casualties among the Wu tribe's descendants.
At this point, disagreements began to emerge within their tribe.
The radical outsiders believed that the original Wu tribe was too conservative, so they decided to learn from the Dragon and Phoenix tribes, intermarry outside the tribe, and seek a way out.
The original Wu tribe migrated to the depths of the desolate sea to preserve the fire.
Ultimately, the last two ancestral witches of the original witch clan made arrangements for this place before their deaths.
An ancestral witch sealed herself with her own flesh and blood, a seal that isolated her from spiritual energy and fierce winds, and also completely cut off the view of the heavenly palaces.
One of the ancestral witches inscribed a magic array, leaving behind a forbidden technique that allows the clan's descendants to inherit his power. Once they inherit it, they will have the strength of a great witch and can freely move outside the seal, but the price is their lifespan.
They lived on this spiritless island, gradually retiring from the mundane world.
Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer new generations with the talent of the witch clan, and it may not be long before they have no successors.
Da Wuyue did not find any usable spiritual materials on this trip. The spiritual materials in the surrounding area had long been harvested by generations of great shamans, so there was no way for him, Wuyue, to harvest them.
In the past, Wu Yue would have spent several days in the ancestral home, frowning and guarding the simple memorial tablets of the ancestral witches. But now, the arrival of Sanxiu has given him new hope.
He discovered something strange about a bird; the bird emitted an aura that resembled spiritual energy, albeit very faint.
He often travels outside and can sense that this energy is similar to the spiritual energy mixed in with the strong winds outside, and it is also very smooth.
The witch told him that she had a feeling something was hitting the seal left by the ancestral witch on the outer edge of the island, and Wu Yue also felt it.
So he went to the other end of the seal to take a look.
Good heavens, what did he see? A spiritual vein with consciousness! A spiritual vein that he had only ever heard described in the oral traditions of the great shamans.
Although it is small, the way it ripples in the water is what makes it a spiritual vein.
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