Chapter 67: The Tree That Grows Wildly

Fifth Xuan ignored Niu Totem's question, but looked at the few people who did not have a phantom behind him.

Those warriors were all warriors of the Wolf Tribe without exception, and there was no phantom behind them, and the Fifth Xuan could understand because they were not Fire Tribal people.

However, the warriors who belonged to the same wolf tribe as them, and some of them had phantoms behind them, which attracted the attention of the fifth Xuan.

"Perhaps, while they believe in the wolf totem, they also believe in me?"

With such doubts, Fifth Xuan carefully observed the expressions of those wolf tribe warriors with phantoms.

Sure enough, it could be seen that they were all looking at themselves reverently, in clear contrast to those wolf tribe warriors who had no phantoms behind them and had indifferent faces.

"If so, wouldn't it be possible to use this power to integrate faith?"

Fifth Xuan's heart moved, and he thought of a possibility.

The biggest problem with tribal integration is faith, believing in different totems and bringing different totemic powers.

And the ability of the fifth Xuan can allow other tribes to believe in themselves while maintaining their original beliefs, so that they can absorb more tribes into their alliance.

If the previous merger had to be bloody, with this ability, it doesn't have to be so at all.

If the other party reaches the realm of Ming Totem, the totem directly enters the gossip space, and when the sacrificial dance is performed, it is good to directly take himself as the main body, and then distribute this power by himself.

If you don't enter the Ming Totem realm...... Then both totems visit and gain two powers.

Without the bloody crackdown, the integration of the tribes would take place in a much more rapid manner.

In this kind of imagination, the fifth Xuan slowly fell asleep and recovered the consumed soul power.

............

The Fire Tribe is stationed, and the wind and snow fall from the sky, and if it was the old season, the tribesmen would hide in the house to rest to avoid the wind and snow.

However, at this time, the people of the Fire Tribe, under the leadership of the Eight Generations of Wu, were busy facing the wind and snow.

"This woods must be cleared before dark, and everyone will work hard to add dinner tonight. ”

Holding a stone axe in both hands, Yashiro Wu wiped the sweat from his head and encouraged the tribesmen around him.

"Good. ”

"It must be done. ”

"There are eight generations of witches taking the lead and ensuring that the task is completed. ”

The tribesmen replied in a haphazard manner, but their hands were chopping down trees.

This is the eastern jungle of the tribe, the jungle has become more and more vigorous for more than a year, and now it has grown to the edge of the tribe, and the eight generations of witches led everyone to cut down trees, just to prevent trees from entering the tribe.

Once the trees enter the tribe, the danger of the night increases considerably, and the beasts will enter the fire tribe through the high canopy and attack the people in the tribe.

In order to stop the spread of trees, the Fire Tribe has had the habit of cutting down trees for a long time, but recently it has grown more crazy, and the eight generations of witches have to lead people to speed up the cutting speed to prevent them from spreading to the station.

"Wu, Baicao Witch is almost done, and he asked if you need to come over to help. ”

A half-sized man ran over and asked with his mouth like a cannon.

"Yes, let them all come, the eastern jungle is the most vigorous, and dozens can grow in one night, and it must be contained. ”

Eight generations of witches said affirmatively.

The half-grown man nodded vigorously, and immediately turned around and ran to the west, where the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches were cutting down trees.

"How's it going over there in the sound tribe?

Yashiro looked to the south again, and the trees over there were in charge of the sound witch, so the Yatsuyo witch asked this question.

"I went to ask the Earth Pillar Witch just now, and there is no problem. ”

The questioned Pillar Witch replied.

Yashiro Wu nodded, took two deep breaths, picked up the stone axe again, and continued to chop at the trunk in front of him.

It didn't take long for the three generations of Baicao Witch to bring people over, and he said hello to the Eight Generations Witch, and then directly asked his people to join the work of cutting down trees.

The sun slowly set westward, slowly descending towards the mountains, and before the last rays of light dissipated, they barely completed their task for the day.

"Tonight, add food, there is beast meat to eat, go. ”

The eighth generation of witches waved his hand and said quite crisply.

Without the suppression of the six generations of leaders, his nature bloomed, but he looked sharp.

The warriors roared excitedly, scrambling to run back to the tribe, and when they were almost gone, the faces of the eight generations of witches showed a look of worry.

"The trees are growing faster and faster, and there may be more new ones growing tomorrow than today, and if they can't stop the speed of their spread to the tribe, it will only take ten days to grow into the station. ”

The eight generations of witches said to the three generations of Baicao Witches quite worriedly.

The three generations of Baicao Witch nodded, and his expression was quite worried.

"Still can't use the Divine Strike?" asked Yatsuyo again.

Being able to use the Divine Strike proves that the Fire Totem is not too far away, and if you can't use the Divine Strike, it proves that the return of the Fire Totem is far away.

If the fire totem can't come back, those warriors who went out can't come back, there are no adult warriors, relying on the few warriors and these old and weak, it is too difficult to suppress the spread of the jungle to the tribe.

"Let's go back first, have a bite to eat, and then figure out a way. ”

The eighth generation witch wanted to reach out and pat the shoulder of the third generation of Baicao Witch, but found that his hands were heavy and weak, so he could only give him a helpless smile.

The three generations of Baicao Witch smiled back at him very understandingly, because he couldn't lift his arms anymore.

When the group returned to the tribe, they saw that everyone was eating and drinking around the largest bonfire in the tribe, and they hurried to join in.

At night, the warriors who had worked all day rested, but the tribe did not calm down, and many old people who did not have the strength to cut down trees were sharpening stone axes.

The eight generations of witches endured the sleepiness and walked around the tribe, encouraging these old people who contributed to the tribe until they couldn't stand it anymore and went to rest.

The tribesmen who cut down the trees slept soundly that night, and the next day everyone got up and ran to the jungle they were going to cut down under the leadership of the Eight Generations Witch, the Hundred Grass Witch, and the Sound Witch.

The scene in front of them made the three witches quite depressed, not to mention that the trees they cut down yesterday had regrown into big trees, and they even grew more to the Fire Tribe's station.

"It's grown again. ”

Tianzhu Witch said to the Eight Generations Witch in a trembling voice.

The Eight Generations of Witches nodded, and didn't say anything more, just called everyone to step forward together and start the day's cutting work.

On this day, the whole person of the Eight Generations of Witches was a little out of shape, and he often slipped away when he fell, and almost injured other warriors.

When they finished their work in the evening, there were not as many felling as they had yesterday, and the three witches gathered together, and they were all a little worried.

"If it doesn't work, move a little east, and if it doesn't work, just walk along the sea and change places. ”

Three generations of Hundred Grass Witches proposed.

Otomo's eyes looked at Yachidai Witch, waiting for his answer, but he only saw him frowning and thinking.