"When did the power of heaven and earth change?"

Looking at the gossip space, there was only a trace of heaven and earth power left, and the fifth Xuan asked the Sun Totem.

"After you fainted. The day totem said: "Disappear with the light film, and finally leave this thread." ”

Is this an endorsement of me? Leave a trace, is it because he is afraid that he will not notice the change in me here?

Fifth Xuan thought in his heart, and looked at the big tree in the gossip space.

It should also have something to do with these big trees, their existence makes the power of heaven and earth useless.

Slowly closing his eyes and probing his consciousness between the eight totem poles, the fifth Xuan tried to explore the tree.

The sound of the chant permeated the small space, silently sensing, without getting any useful information.

Exploring the entire tree along the thick fog, it was still writhing and struggling, as if it knew it was trapped and was trying to break free.

"Can you hear me?"

While the fifth Xuan spoke, he said this sentence again with his spiritual power.

"Whoosh ......"

The branches were bobbing rapidly, making noises, but there was no other feedback.

"How many green dots has he emitted these days?"

Fifth Xuan's consciousness withdrew and asked the Sun Totem.

"Just once, and it's not much. ”

Getting the answer, Fifth Xuan nodded, gave up the exploration of the big tree, and instead lit the totem fire.

"Hum. ”

The totem fire burned under the altar, and the witches and warriors of the Fire Tribe instantly knew that it was their totem that woke up.

Several witches immediately rushed to the altar, and in a short time they gathered here one after another.

"Totem, are you alright?"

The first to speak was the second-generation tapir witch, and she was able to communicate with the fifth Xuan, which invisibly raised her status a lot.

It's okay.

Two simplified characters appeared on the fog, and the second-generation tapir witch happily told the news to the other witches.

The text appears on the totem again: the tree has been destroyed, and the beasts will scatter, telling the warriors not to enter the jungle and explore after a while.

This time the news is relatively long, and the second-generation tapir witch doesn't understand the word exploration very well, and it only after checking the witch scroll that he understands.

"We will do what you tell us to do. ”

The second-generation tapir witch told everyone the news, and the eighth-generation witch took the lead and said.

After communicating for a while, the fifth Xuan let everyone disperse, and then asked Xiao Wang Ba to take the sketch totem stone to his side, wanting to see if it could absorb the green light spots.

Fifth Xuan still knows a lot about the power of the sketch totem, after all, for a long time, this power is a part of him.

This totemic power takes on a grassy green color, with a fresh and vibrant feel.

Fifth Gen still remembers the scene where the spirit that failed to grow in the sketch totem instinctively sucked his power, and was finally devoured by himself in turn.

More than 200 years have passed in a blink of an eye, not to mention the sword tribe that destroyed the grass tribe at the beginning, even the dragon tribe behind him has also let the fire tribe banish, looking at this totem, the past is passing in front of him one by one.

Time flies, but that's it.

Retracted his thoughts and explored this totem stone with a thick fog, he was still in the most primitive state, and the growth state of his inner spirit was not as good as the sketch totem of the year.

At least the sketch totem of the year had emotions, and there was no emotion in this totem except for the chaos of power.

In the gossip space, the fifth mysterious spirit slowly opened its eyes, raised its right hand and hooked towards the trapped tree, and a point of light floated over wrapped in a thick fog.

Fifth Xuan's right hand slowly waved forward, and the point of light turned and floated out of the gossip space, pinched by the dense fog and slowly approached the grass totem stone.

"Hum. ”

The sketch totem stone suddenly shook, and the totem power spread out from the stone, and with its instinct to get close to the green point of light, it began to absorb the power in it.

"Yes. ”

Fifth Xuan said happily, raised his hand and pinched out a few more points of light, wrapped them in a thick mist and placed them next to the grass totem stone, allowing him to absorb them.

In the power of the sketch totem stone and the power of the green light point, there is the power of "life", which may be the reason why the sketch totem stone can be absorbed.

The speed of absorption was slow, and Fifth Xuan was not in a hurry, and set aside part of his energy to control the dense fog and pinch the light point next to him, while focusing his eyes on the big tree, and continued to try to observe and snoop.

Time passed slowly, without the expansion of the trees, the fire tribe regained its peace, and the eight generations of witches began to try to free the slaves, and the three generations of hundred grass witches often came to the altar to observe after discovering what the fifth Xuan had done to the grass totem stone.

The second-generation tapir witch will teach simplified Chinese characters regularly every day, and at this time, several witches will gather together to learn from her.

At first, she only taught Wu, but a few days later, when she communicated with Fifth Xuan, Fifth Xuan asked her to expand the scope of her teaching, so that every tribesman could participate.

I heard that it was the fire totem who invented the text, and many people in the fire tribe came to learn it, but after two or three days, the number began to drop sharply.

For them, learning words is just too hard.

The days passed, and in the blink of an eye, the number of people who studied writing changed from more than 3,000 to more than 1,000, and the sketch totem stone also changed a lot.

Originally grass green, he gradually turned emerald green as he absorbed more and more green light spots, and the color became closer and closer to the big tree.

After a few more days, Fifth Xuan, who was studying the big tree, suddenly noticed that the grass totem stone had shaken, and he hurriedly looked at the past and discovered the reason for the change at a glance.

The sketch totem stone entered the spirit totem realm, and gave birth to a totem spirit by itself, and the totem spirit was exactly the same as the big tree.

This change was also seen by the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches, and he tried to mobilize the power of the Grass Totem without any obstacles.

"It's faster to absorb light spots, so let's see what else you can do. ”

Fifth Xuan thought in his heart, mobilizing more green light points and placing them next to the sketch totem stone, allowing him to absorb them.

Another month passed, but the Sketch Totem Stone did not change in any way, and he was like a bottomless pit, constantly sucking in the green points of light provided by the Fifth Xuan.

Time passed, and more than four months passed, and the sketch totem stone suddenly made a shock.

This time, the shock was far stronger than before, and even a vision was born, and the phantom of a large tree wrapped the grass totem stone.

"Promoted?"

The sound of the cow totem came, and he was very surprised.

However, he was not the only one who was surprised, the fifth Xuan included a group of totems, as well as the three generations of Baicao Witches who were observing on the side, all of them looked at the grass totem stone in surprise.

In the watchful eyes of everyone, the sketch totem slowly completed the promotion in this way, and the fifth Xuan directly pulled him into the gossip space at the moment when he completed the promotion.

"What are you capable of?"

Fifth Xuan asked directly.

In the past few months, the spirit of the sketch totem has grown very fast, and now he is like an adult and can communicate normally.

"From now on, my name is Tree Totem, and my ability is ...... The Power of Life. ”

Tree Totem said slowly.