Learning witchcraft is not something that can be achieved overnight, and it requires both talent and a long period of penance to temper spiritual strength.

In the Senwu tribe, children who are just three years old will be sent to the statue of the witch god to test the talent of spiritual power.

Only when you meet the passing standards can you practice witchcraft, otherwise it is easy to go insane and have a mental breakdown.

Therefore, along the way, Senhu did not teach him witchcraft, but carefully explained some common sense issues.

When he returned to the tribe, he tested Xue Jian's talent, and if his spiritual talent was qualified, he could learn witchcraft.

The crowd was more cautious when they came, and when they went back, it was much faster.

After resting in the woods for the night, the next morning they were already near the tribe.

Walking on the rugged mountain road, the ancient trees here shade the sky and the sun, and you can't see the sun at all.

Suddenly, Sen Hu stopped, sniffed, and his brow furrowed.

Xue Jian followed behind him, looked at his appearance, and sniffed carefully, except for the damp moisture of those rotten dead trees, he didn't smell anything.

"Hurry up, everyone, hurry up. ”

Senhu shouted behind him, and then took a big stride and accelerated his speed.

Xue Jian asked.

"Brother Senhu, have you found anything?"

Senhu didn't look back, he only felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"I smell the smell of fireworks. ”

After another five or six miles, they saw smoke wafting out of the dense forest.

At this time, even those ordinary clansmen sensed that something was wrong.

The crowd strode through the jungle.

The direction in which the smoke drifted was their tribe.

In a quarter of an hour's work, they reached the slope of a hill closest to the tribe.

Standing on the slope, I could see that the Senwu tribe, which was leaning on the shore of the clear lake, was engulfed in flames, and smoke and dust billowed up, covering the sky.

Most of the houses in the tribe were burned to the ground, and the livestock kept in the animal pens were burned to black coal.

There were women and children trapped in the house, burned alive by the fire.

There are also people with their families who want to paddle to the other side of the lake on a raft, but suddenly there is no fire and spontaneous combustion, and they jump into the water.

On the clear blue lake, there were many corpses floating on the surface, and there were many people in the tribe who were burned to ashes.

Looking at such a human tragedy, even if Xue Jian, Du Xiaoqing and the others were not from the Senwu tribe, they all felt extremely sad.

Senhu's eyes widened, his eyes were blood-red, and he roared and rushed towards the tribe.

The thirty or so young clansmen, as well as the two old wizards, all rushed over with sad expressions on their faces.

Xue Jian was about to follow, but Xue Hongzhi grabbed him and said.

"See, we've already helped them hunt a fierce beast, so let's take advantage of this time and hurry back to Takagi City." ”

"Third uncle, you can take the clansmen back first, and I'll go over and have a look. ”

Xue Jian replied lightly, turned around and followed, and Du Xiaoqing immediately followed behind him.

Xue Hongzhi looked embarrassed, and everyone else looked at him, some wanted to go back to Takagi City, and some wanted to follow Xue Jian.

After a moment, he sighed softly and said.

"Jian'er came out with us, and if you don't take him with you when you go back, how can we explain to the eldest brother, let's go, let's go up and have a look. ”

The Senwu tribe has been completely covered by the sea of fire, and even the tribe gate cannot enter, and the high fence around it has almost been burned to black charcoal, and it is on the verge of collapse.

Senhu rushed to the gate, looking at this scene in despair, the resolute man shed two lines of tears.

His parents, relatives, and clansmen were all inside, but he could only watch and be powerless.

The two old wizards immediately rushed to the edge of the lake and performed sorcery to pull the water out of the lake and sprinkle it into the sea of fire.

Xue Jian followed, standing outside the sea of fire, the scorching fire reflected his face red.

After a moment of silence, he spoke.

"Brother Senhu, you are the leader of the tribe, and now your people need you to save them.

My dress is an invulnerable weapon, if you put it on first, you can save as much as you want. ”

After Xue Jian finished speaking, he took off his dustless clothes and handed them to Senhu.

This man, who was more than two meters tall and stood there like a giant, wiped a handful of tears, and took the dust-free clothes with a trembling right hand.

He said "thank you" gratefully, put on a white robe, and rushed into the fire alone.

Left to his clansmen, he was a reliable back like a mountain.

"Chief...... Leader ......"

A group of young clansmen immediately shouted, their eyes blurred with tears.

Xue Jian turned to them and said.

"Don't worry, when he goes in, he will rescue your relatives, now everyone come with me and go to the lake to see if there are any survivors. ”

On the surface of the lake, after being burned, someone fell into the lake and floated on the water.

Xue Jian rowed a bamboo raft and salvaged those people one by one.

The young clansmen also wiped away their tears and hurried to the surface of the lake to help salvage.

After Xue Hongzhi and others arrived, they immediately began to cut down trees, made some simple wooden barrels, and carried water to pour into the fire.

Everyone was busy and out of breath.

A quarter of an hour later, Senhu rushed out of the flames in a dustless suit, holding a child in each hand and an old man on his back.

This person was the same old wizard who had captured Xue Jian and the others before, he was almost dying, and half of his body was scorched.

The two elderly wizards who were using witchcraft to extinguish the fire immediately greeted them, looking at the seriously injured appearance of their old friend, and their expressions were extremely sad.

The old wizard barely opened his eyes, and said with a faint breath.

"You ...... Be careful, yes...... The people of the Witch King's Palace have attacked ...... Our tribe. ”

Hearing the news, the two wizards and Sen Hu were shocked in their hearts.

They thought the fire was an accident, but they didn't expect it to be an invasion.

"Witch King's Palace! I will make them pay with blood!"

Senhu gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and almost roared.

The Witch King's Palace, tracing back to its roots, is actually in the same vein as their Senwu tribe.

When the Northern Desert Empire invaded this land, all the wizards jointly elected a witch king, and at the cost of sacrificing ten thousand people, cursed the emperor of the empire to death, and wiped out a million army.

Since then, the Witch King has led a group of people out of the forest and established a new empire.

However, there are still a group of clansmen who are unwilling to leave the Nanzhao Forest, where their ancestors depended for survival, so they stay in the forest.

This is the Senwu tribe.

In the final analysis, they, the wizards of the Southern Ming Empire, are all members of the same lineage, and they have the blood of their common ancestors in their bodies.

All along, the two have lived in peace without interfering with each other.

Who would have thought that the Witch King's Palace would suddenly launch an attack on the Mori Witch Tribe.

The two elderly wizards asked, with angry eyes splitting in their eyes.

"The people of the Witch King's Palace, why are you sneaking up on our tribe?"

The dying old wizard let out a sigh of anger and resentment.

"They're here to ...... The Witch God's Inheritance of Witchcraft, the Witch King...... Treacherous and betrayed the oath of the ancestors. ”