Worshipping the heavens and worshipping ancestors is relatively cumbersome, and after the two ceremonies are completed, the time is approaching dusk, and the sky is even darker and gloomy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The witch of the Phantom Tribe is a thin old man, the old man's appearance is very ordinary, but his eyes are extremely clear and spiritual, and there seems to contain some kind of strange power.

After the ancestor worship ceremony, Wu did not lead his people down the hill, but turned his back to the roaring fire and swept his gaze over the thousands of people in front of him.

Dozens of children, who were only 7 or 8 years old and whose faces were red from the cold, were led by their parents to Wu in front of him.

Walking in the front was a fat man with a tiger head and a tiger brain, and the fat man was pulled by his father, and in front of the witch, he gave a deep salute.

The fat man's father was very strong, Duan Chen, who was standing at the back of the clan, recognized him almost at a glance, his name was Xu Yang, he was one of the seven hunting leaders in the tribe, and he was a powerful innate realm warrior.

Wu walked to the little fat man's side and stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of the little fat man's head.

After a few seconds, Wu let go of his hand and shook his head slightly.

Xu Yang's face showed an obvious expression of disappointment, he bowed to Wu Weiwei and pulled the overwhelmed little fat man down the mountain.

Next, another child was dragged by his father to the witch and saluted respectfully.

Duan Chen knew that this was Wu testing whether these children had the talent to cultivate the power of witch spirits.

In his memory, as early as a few years ago, after that ancestor worship ceremony, he was also dragged by Abba to the front of the witch and was examined by the witch, but the result of that test was that he, like the other children who were examined, did not have the talent to cultivate the power of the witch spirit.

Only those who have the talent to cultivate the power of the witch spirit are qualified to inherit the position of the witch and become the next generation of the tribe.

In the past 20 years, after the ancestor worship ceremony, there have been at least hundreds of children who have been tested, but there are only 3 people who have the talent to cultivate the power of witch spirits, and 2 of them died in an accident when they left the tribe to travel, and only Li survived and became the sole inheritor of the witch throne of the Phantom Tribe.

When Wu tested whether this group of children had the potential to cultivate the power of witch spirits, Li showed a respectful look, stood behind Wu, and watched all this coldly.

Soon, all the children were tested by the witch, and none of the children in this batch had the talent to cultivate the power of the witch spirit.

The clansmen have long been surprised by this, after all, people who can cultivate the power of witch spirits are extremely rare, and there may not be one among thousands of people, and they are led by the witch and the patriarch to walk down the mountain one after another.

"Ah Chen, let's go." Father Rui patted Duan Chen's shoulder.

"Got it, Abba." Duan Chen nodded, but did not leave with his father, but stepped on the ground that was frozen hard by the severe cold and walked towards the fire pit at the top of the mountain.

According to the traditions of the tribe, only the successive patriarchs and witches, as well as the warriors who have made great contributions to the tribe, are eligible to be buried in this burning fire after death, and like thousands of ancestors, they will be transformed into heroic spirits and continue to protect their tribe.

Perhaps it is because of the existence of these heroic spirits that this fire pit can burn out of thin air without any firewood being put in, even under heavy snow or pouring rain, once the flame in the fire pit burns, it will not be extinguished.

"Dust, what are you doing here? Don't go back quickly! Seeing Duan Chen approaching the fire pond step by step, a clansman in charge of guarding the fire pond scolded him.

When the rest of the clansmen looked at Duan Chen, their faces were also full of disdain.

If you want to gain a foothold in the depths of this mountain forest and fight with wild beasts, you must have a strong physique, the clansmen in the Phantom tribe are generally above 1.9 meters tall, and some stronger clansmen are even 2.3 or 4 meters tall, compared to Duan Chen's height of more than 1.7 meters, it is indeed too short.

Duan Chen didn't realize the scolding of this clansman, he continued to approach the fire pond step by step, and then stretched out one of his arms towards the raging flames in the fire pond.

"Dust! Do you want to blaspheme the ancestors?! It's not ...... yet" The clansmen guarding the fire pond shouted loudly, and just as they were about to make a move against Duan Chen, they were so shocked by the sudden appearance in front of them that they were speechless.

Seeing that after Duan Chen stretched out his hand, the flames in the fire pit seemed to be summoned by him and tilted towards him.

A piece of fire burst out of the sky, rushing out of the flames like a fire snake, coming to the top of Duan Chen's palm, and then swimming happily!

Duan Chen woke up from his trance, and he looked at the flames above his palm, swimming like a small snake, and like those clansmen who were guarding the fire pond, he was stunned in place, a little at a loss.

"Go, go and get the witch back! Tell him about the strange things that happened to Chen! The clansman who had just reprimanded Duan Chen yelled at his companion.

Soon, Wu and the patriarch, Li, as well as the head hunter and clan elders in the tribe, and all the high-ranking people in the tribe hurried back.

Wu glanced at the raging flames in the fire pit, and then took a deep look at Duan Chen, who was standing on the edge of the fire pit, a little helpless, and his gaze finally fell on Duan Chen's arm.

His voice was very calm: "Ah Chen, tell Wu, what happened just now?" ”

In Duan Chen's hand at this time, the wisps of swaying flames had already disappeared, and he settled down and told him about the situation at that time.

"You mean, just now, you seem to have been inspired by the ancestral heroes, and this is why you came here in a trance?" Clan Lao Sen's eyes were as sharp as knives, and after scanning Duan Chen's body for a moment, he said coldly.

"Yes." Duan Chen nodded lightly.

"It's ridiculous, a useless waste like you, how could the inspiration of the ancestors fall on you?" Clan Lao Sen sneered again and again, and looked at Duan Chen's eyes full of disdain.

Duan Chen raised his head slightly, glanced at the clan elder, and a fierce look of disgust flashed in his eyes, what he hated the most was that others called him a waste, but because he was too weak now, he swallowed his anger until now.

"Elder Sen, what you said is not right, Ah Hu and they will not deceive people, since they have seen those visions in Chen's body, these visions are true." Shou Rong paused, and continued to say coldly: "What's more, Wu Du hasn't said anything yet, what are you doing jumping out in such a hurry?" ”

"You ......" the old man of the clan was jumping with green tendons on his forehead, but in front of Wu, he didn't dare to be too unscrupulous.

Wu didn't say a word, he slowly came to Duan Chen's face, and then stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the top of Duan Chen's head.