The Fire Tribe has always circulated stories about the Hundred Grass Witches, and the main reason is that the great fourth-generation witches have revered the Hundred Grass Witches.

When he was alive, he often told the people around him how the second generation of Baicao Witches kept the secret of their hiding in the cave, and cut the rope and jumped into the sea to die.

People who are remembered by great people are more likely to be remembered, so although the vein of Baicao Witch has disappeared for a long time in the Fire Tribe, the people of the Fire Tribe still remember them today.

But that doesn't mean they can accept the fact that someone suddenly appears and says he's a descendant of the Hundred Grass Witches.

On the altar, the young man's standing posture was a little restrained, and when others stared at him, he would return a slightly timid gaze, but the fifth Xuan could see that this young man was not afraid at all.

The depths of his timid eyes reveal curiosity about everything around him, and his head swaying from side to side is obviously paying attention to everything new, this action reveals his fearless inner world.

"Another drama spirit. ”

Fifth Xuan said in his heart.

He had already determined that this was the descendant of the Hundred Grass Witch lineage, which was not difficult to judge by the grass green totem power on his body.

And in the corridor of time, he also saw this boy from the point of light.

It's just a story told by this teenager...... It's so bizarre.

According to him, after the second generation of Baicao Witch fell into the sea, the ancient cat beast that suddenly appeared rescued him with a giant tree floating on the sea, and took him across the ocean to the other side.

It was a vast land, with countless tribes and beasts, and there were herds of ancient cats and giant dogs.

The second generation of Hundred Grass Witches took root there, he subdued the wild people, and rekindled the grass tribe totem fire with the crystals left after the original grass totem collapsed, and established a new grass tribe there.

He told his descendants about his origins, and also told everything about his hometown, including the fact that the Grass Tribe was part of the Fire Tribe, but he didn't know that the Fire Tribe had long since lost the power of the Grass Green Totem.

But it doesn't matter, it's not unusual for the two to be separated for more than 100 years and the vicissitudes of life.

The boy is now the child of the Grass Tribe Witch, he has been naughty since he was a child, and he is full of curiosity about everything that the second generation of Hundred Grass Witches said.

So during a tribal sacrifice, he stole a piece of totem fire, took a dog and a cat, and resolutely embarked on a journey to find his hometown.

If it is miraculous that the second-generation Baicao Witch can cross the ocean to establish a grass tribe across the sea, then his return can only be described as weird.

No one knows how long he has been gone, but according to him, when he set out, he should have only reached the height of his chest now, and he grew a lot taller along the way.

"You only need to ask Totem Fire if it is yes or no, and you will know whether what I said is true or false, after all, the power of the Grass Tribe cannot be faked. ”

He took a step forward and suggested to the Seven Generations of Witches.

"We have a more convenient way to communicate. ”

Seven generations of witches said to him gently.

"Then you decide. ”

The boy shrugged.

The Seven Generations of Witches withdrew their gaze from him and looked at the Fire Totem.

"Respected Fire Totem, may I ask if he is a descendant of the second generation of Hundred Grass Witches?"

The Seven Generations of Witches asked the Fifth Xuan.

The young man also looked at the fifth Xuan curiously, his eyes scanning up and down like a thief, he was just as curious about the pearl-colored totem stone and the little Wang Ba under the totem stone.

"Bang. ”

Xiao Wang Bayi slapped the ground, representing an affirmative answer.

"Buzz ......"

The people gathered on the altar began to talk, and the six generations of leaders frowned and shouted a few times, causing everyone to stop the discussion.

"How do you answer the fire totem?"

The young man asked curiously to the Seven Generations of Witches.

"Fire Totem said yes, you are a descendant of the second generation of Baicao Witch. ”

The seventh generation of witches turned their heads and looked at the young man after saluting the fifth Xuan.

"So I'm the new generation of Hundred Grass Witches of the Fire Tribe?"

The boy asked with some excitement.

He has always wanted to be a witch, of course, if he is still on the other side, he will have to wait until his father dies before he can be a witch, but he doesn't need it here, because there is no inheritance of Baicao Witch here, which he can hear through the discussions of the people around him.

The seven generations of witches were a little hesitant, and looked at the leaders of the six generations, with the meaning of asking for opinions in their eyes.

This made the young man's eyes look at the leader of the six generations curiously, he didn't know what kind of person could let the tribal witch ask for advice, did this uncle have any special identity.

Before he could figure it out, the words of the seventh generation of witches solved his confusion: "The leader of the sixth generation, what do you think we should do?" ”

There was a hint of surprise in the young man's eyes, in the grass tribe on the other side, such a major issue can only be decided by the witch, this is the tradition established by the second generation of the hundred grass witches, and it is said that it is also the tradition of the fire tribe.

"If he had a totem fire ......"

Before the six generations of leaders could finish speaking, the young man immediately took out a stone from behind him—a stone like a slab-brick.

"I have a sketch totem tinder, which is in exchange, but he is indeed a tinder. ”

The leader of the sixth generation glanced at the young man who interrupted his words with some dissatisfaction, and asked, "What does the grass tribe want to exchange for fire?"

"Meat, safety, territory, anything, now that the weather is so cold, only the power of the grass totem can make plants sprout and bear fruit, so many people need him. ”

The young man took the sketch totem fire in his hand and weighed it a few times, and the fifth Xuan seemed to be able to see the black lines on the heads of the people surrounding him.

It's really a ...... for someone to treat their tribe's totem fire like this Wonderful.

"You lack respect for your tribe's tinder. ”

The six generations of leaders have spoken the hearts of many people.

"Oh, did you say it?"

The boy pointed to the tinder in his hand.

"In today's grass tribe, the first faith is the fire totem, and the second faith is the grass totem, and this kind of fire ...... There is no need for faith at all, this is the rule set by the first generation of witches. ”

The first generation of witches in his mouth is the second generation of Baicao witches, but the names are different.

The second generation of Baicao Wu is the son of the third generation of Wu, he believes in the fire tribe, there is no problem at all, but it is surprising that he can keep this tradition for so many years.

Fifth Xuan thought about the first generation of Baicao Witch, and felt that it was very likely that the children he had educated would retain this temperament, because Baicao Wu was accustomed to pit the totems of his own tribe, and he was especially dominated by pit grass totems.

"It stands to reason that your father should inherit the title of Hundred Herb Witch......"

"But my father didn't come, I was the only one in the entire grass tribe who came, found the hometown, found the fire tribe, and saw the fire totem. ”

The boy interrupted the words of the six generations of leaders again, which really made the six generations of leaders a little dissatisfied with him.

Although dissatisfied, the leader of the sixth generation also seriously thought about his words, and then looked at the seventh generation of witches.

"Wu is still up to Wu to decide. He said.

The Seven Generations of Witches nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "Then, in the name of the Seven Generations of Witches, I announce that the Grass Tribe has returned to the Fire Tribe, and you have been appointed as the ...... The third generation of Herb Witch. ”

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