Above the battlefield between the Dragon Tribe and the Ice Bear Tribe, there are white clouds.

Above the clouds, the witch sat cross-legged, holding a hide in his hand, and his right hand connected to the skin.

She was recording the entire battlefield, and it had been a month since the last great battle in which the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches participated, and the emissary team of the Fire Tribe had returned north, and the battlefield had experienced more than a month of peace.

In the last big war, both sides lost a lot of troops and needed time to recuperate, so they left once during the Witch War, but soon returned to re-record the entire battlefield.

While she was making the scroll, a sudden feeling arose that made her stop, and then her eyes were fixed on the north.

"Broken?"

There was a tone of disbelief in the witch's shocked voice.

She got up and rummaged through the white clouds for a while, and finally found a bundle of scrolls, and opened them, which were all scrolls painted by the witch.

Among them, there was even a picture scroll about the wolf totem a long time ago, but at this time, those contents are slowly fading and disappearing.

It's like a picture scroll that can't withstand the washing of time and slowly disappears and weathers.

"What's going on?"

She couldn't believe the change, and asked in an excited tone.

However, no one could give her an answer, and unless she went to the Fire Tribe once, she had no idea what was going on.

......

Fire tribe, the fifth Xuan who had woken up rubbed his temples, and his head still hurt a little, making him feel drowsy.

"The totem has changed. ”

A familiar voice came, it was an earth totem that had completely completed its transformation.

"What happened?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

"The tapir witch gave the spirit successfully, the totem became the tapir totem, and his totem spirit became a tapir. ”

A female voice sounded, it was the voice of the sound totem.

Fifth Xuan's brows furrowed, these two totems were one sentence after another, and he didn't understand it.

"A pregnant tapir rushed into the fire tribe and was killed by stones, and after being stoned, the soul of the child in his womb was introduced into the totem, so the totem became the tapir totem, and the witch became the tapir witch. ”

The Moon Totem, who woke up first, came over enchantingly and opened his mouth to explain to the Fifth Xuan.

Fifth Xuan nodded, he already understood the meaning of the Moon Totem, and he generally understood what was happening.

"You're back so quickly?"

For the Moon Totem to wake up one step earlier, Fifth Xuan was still very surprised.

"Yes, my totemic powers, seem to be good at soul restoration. ”

Moon Totem said without concealment.

Fifth Xuan nodded, slightly surprised in his heart, but his eyes looked at the tapir totem that had been renamed.

The realm of the spirit totem has not changed, the totem fire is still rich and off-white, and the overall feeling has not changed much.

"What's your name now?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

If he had intelligence, such a simple question would have answered.

"Spread the tapir totem. ”

The voice was rough and the answer was fast, but the voice seemed to be emotionless.

"Do you know your past?"

Fifth Xuan asked again.

"It was brought from the first generation of tapir witches with the soul of the fierce tapir, combined with the totem to give spirits. ”

Said the tapir totem.

"Don't you think you're a tapir?"

Fifth Xuan asked rhetorically.

"I don't think so, just like you don't feel like you're a branch of the Flame Totem. ”

The words behind the tapir totem made the fifth Xuan's eyes flicker.

"You were born, but you know a lot. ”

It was the Moon Totem who spoke, but there was a hint of ridicule in his words, and there was a feeling of favoring the Fifth Xuan.

Fifth Xuan frowned, glanced at her dissatisfiedly, and blamed her for having a lot of things.

"The moon totem, began in the desert, four generations of witches cut it down, the mind is treacherous, after four generations of witches in their later years and did not act, to the fifth generation of witches succeeded to the throne began to instigate other totems to rebel, sit and watch, and then try to provoke the moon totem to rebel, a total of eight times before and after. ”

How could the fifth Xuan have thought that he would say such a string, I don't know if what he said for a while, I looked at the moon totem, but saw that the moon totem was a little stunned, which proves that what the tapir totem said is not false.

"How do you know this?"

The moon totem can't remember how many times he rebelled, but he was broken by this newborn tapir totem, and he was in a very bad mood.

"When the tapir witch gave me a spirit, he also gave me a mission in this life, so I can read the memories of every old man in the Fire Tribe, so as to get what I want. ”

The tapir said proudly.

"What is your mission?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

"Truly record the history of the Fire Tribe, so that future generations can look up to their ancestors. ”

"Good. ”

Almost at the moment when the tapir totem's words fell, the fifth Xuan instinctively applauded.

This totem is actually not suitable for such an era, you can see his character from his stunned words, if it is just this kind of character, the problem is that his strength is not strong.

In such a barbaric age, there is no greater sin than not being strong.

But the fifth Xuan likes this totem very much, because it can say: future generations will look up to the ancestors.

"Do you know all the history of the Fire Tribe?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

"I don't know the history of the tyrant, I don't know the fire totem in the water for a hundred years, and the origin of the fire totem ......"

His words came to an abrupt halt at this point, because when the last few words were spoken, the totem of the fire totem inexorably expanded.

Moon Totem looked at him in surprise, with a mysterious expression.

Say. Fifth Xuan frowned and said sharply.

He is not afraid that others will know that his origin is unknown, he is afraid that this totem will know his origin, and in his opinion, unknown origin can increase the sense of mystery.

"I don't know where the fire totem came from. ”

The tapir totem finished saying this, just as the fifth mystery guessed.

"How do you know I'm from an unknown source?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

This really made him wonder who it was that guessed his unknown origin.

"Before a generation of witches fell, it was said that with a generation of leaders: the spirit giving failed, the totem fire has a spirit, and the origin is unknown. ”

The tapir totem did not hide or lie, and told the truth.

But this truth made the fifth Xuan slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that the first one to see through himself was actually a little witch, after he gave the spirit.

One day after the spirit was given, the little witch died, which means that he said that he was with the big man on that day.

"Who else among the descendants knows?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

"Nobody. ”

The tapir totem replied affirmatively.

"No one knows, whose mind are you listening to?"

The fifth Xuan asked, he felt that the tapir's words were a little upside down, but in fact, the most important thing was that he felt that the tapir totem knew too much.

"This matter does not come from listening to the heart, but listening to the voices that reverberate among the fire tribes, and there are always some voices that are questioning, or frightened, or resentful, and can stay in the tribe and echo for a long time. ”

The tapir totem's voice was a little ethereal, and his voice didn't look like a lie.

But can a totem hear the voice of history reverberating from a tribe? Is there such a voice?

Fifth Xuan thought in his heart, and even tried to listen, but he couldn't hear anything except the whining sound of the whistling north wind.