The seventh generation of witches comprehended the four elephants, and the fifth Xuan looked at the leader of the sixth generation, wanting to know what he would comprehend.

The illusion of the leader of the six generations is different from everyone else, and his fantasy time flows very fast.

In his world, the first thing he saw was a primitive man with a stick in his hand, constantly rubbing it against another stick, and then, slowly, flames appeared.

The image flashed by, and then he saw primitive man fighting wild beasts and hunting for food.

Then there is netting and fishing, weddings and funerals, and writing and writing...... Many images flew by before his eyes.

Some he can understand, some he can't, and the final picture is frozen by a lake.

This lake is familiar to him, because the change of his fate took place here.

In this picture, he sees himself a few years ago, when he was still a teenager who didn't know what it was like to be sad, and he was fetching water.

Everything was exactly the same as what happened in my memory, I tripped over the vine and fell into the water, and the more I struggled, the tighter the rattan stumbled.

He was drifting towards the middle of the lake, struggling, and the people next to him tried to save him, but could not do anything.

At this time, the fire totem surfaced and rescued him from the water, and he stumbled on the turtle shell of Xiao Wangba and hugged the totem stone.

He saw the totem radiating power and warding him off the cold.

When he landed on the shore and the little Wang Ba in the picture was about to leave, he began to shake his body, and at this time, the young man saw the turtle shell in the gap between the little Wang Ba's neck.

Curiously, he reached into the illusion and flicked around his neck.

"Whoosh. ”

The turtle shell was thrown out and landed at his feet, and then the little Wang Ba in the picture left without looking back.

The next picture is the days when he was looking at the turtle shell, and he also studied the turtle shell for a long time in his memory, but he remembered that there was nothing at that time.

But this time it was different, and as he kept watching, he seemed to have glimpsed a secret.

The leaders of the six generations sat cross-legged on the ground and pondered, lost in thought.

All of this was done under the gaze of the Fifth Xuan, and what happened in it surprised the Fifth Xuan inexplicably.

Could it be that the turtle shell was really made out by the six generations of leaders themselves? Is it the current him who has changed his fate in the past?

This is a paradox, like the question of whether there is an egg or a chicken, and like an unsolvable Ouroboros, how is this possible!

Moreover, it was an illusion, it should be an illusion.

Fifth Xuan couldn't believe what he saw, but all of this really happened in front of him.

And in the sky, Cangwu is still painting.

The chaos in the picture is becoming less and less, and the heavens and the earth have been divided, and there are witches and leaders of the fire tribe on the earth, and the witches are standing on the top of the mountain, holding four fireballs in their hands.

Those fireballs flew up and hung beside the Fifth Xuan, fixing the heavens and the earth for him, and the leader at the foot of the mountain was holding a turtle shell to study.

Water, fire, and earth faintly appeared on the turtle shell, but more nodes were not lit.

He didn't study it thoroughly, but that didn't stop the sky from growing taller and the earth from sinking.

The world created in this picture is gradually taking shape.

And at this moment, Cangwu's hand ghost made a move of the gods, and at this moment, he made a point for this piece of heaven.

He fell silent, a little puzzled, a little puzzled.

And just when he was puzzled, a short and rickety figure suddenly appeared at the left foot of the fifth Xuan.

It was as if he had come out of a totem fire, and then he stopped and looked at the world around him in confusion.

Fifth Xuan's eyes widened in surprise, this figure was all too familiar to him, especially his short animal skin skirt that could only cover half of his buttocks.

He remembered that it was a piece that the big leader had torn from his fur skirt to cover the little man's shame, because the little man's fur skirt had been washed away by the river as he was crossing the river.

"Little witch?"

Fifth Xuan asked suspiciously.

"Uh......h Huh?"

The little witch screamed, raised his head in surprise, and then saw the huge face of the fifth Xuan.

Just one glance, he jumped up with joy, his eyes kept looking at the fifth mystery.

"How did you get out? Are you alive?"

Fifth Xuan called out in surprise, he wanted to squat down, but the power of heaven and earth above was still there, so he couldn't squat.

Just as he was expecting the little witch to talk to him, the little witch suddenly looked at his right leg.

Fifth Xuan followed his gaze and saw a big man suddenly popping out of the totem fire on his right foot.

The moment this figure came out, Fifth Xuan recognized him as the leader of the big man, because his broad body was too obvious.

When he came out, he was also a little confused, but when he saw the little witch, he strode over.

Instead of walking towards him, the little witch jumped up and pointed upward, causing the big leader to look up.

The big leader looked up suspiciously, just in time to see Fifth Xuan's lowered head.

"Woo ......"

The big man screamed in surprise, and then he stretched out his hand and patted the fifth Xuan's feet, as if he was not touching the fifth Xuan's feet, but the fifth Xuan's head.

"You ......"

Fifth Xuan opened his mouth, wanting to ask the big boss a question, but before he could say anything, the little witch and the big boss looked at the fifth Xuan's left foot at the same time.

A figure jumped out of the totem fire at his feet, this was a young man of medium stature with a delicate face, he looked curiously left and right as soon as he appeared, and when he saw the big leader and the small witch, he immediately stepped forward shyly.

The big guy premiere rubbed the head of the second generation of witches with the big slap of his own fan, which was his habitual action, and then pulled his head and made him look up.

"Wow~~"

The second-generation leader screamed in some surprise, and then knelt on the ground shyly to worship.

Fifth Xuan has already given up asking, and he can also see it, it is estimated that this time the witches and leaders will come out one by one, so they will just wait for them to come out.

Compared to the last time he couldn't hold back his tears, this time the fifth Xuan performed very well, he only had smiles and joy in his eyes, no tears.

Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things...... Hahaha, all the witches and chieftains will be reunited, it doesn't get any better than this.

The next thing that appeared was the three generations of witches, and the little guy jumped out of the totem fire at his left foot, was surprised, and then happily ran towards the three who came out first.

The big leader looked at him with a smile and reached out to point upward, a narrow smile in his eyes.

The three generations of witches raised their heads suspiciously, and then saw the fifth Xuan's big face, and then she turned around in surprise, pounced on the fifth Xuan's calf, and hugged it fiercely.

"It's all so big, it can't be clingy. ”

Fifth Xuan spoke, he wanted to touch the head of the third generation of witches, but unfortunately he couldn't let go of his hand.

But his heart is still very sweet, just like his daughter is happy under her knees, and her heart is as sweet as drinking honey.

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