The sea of fire dissipated, the light of the altar faded, and the flame reappeared in the "stone bowl".

The storm came again, and it seemed that everything just now was just an illusion on their part. It's just that if someone opens their eyes and looks at the fire at this time, they will find that its light has dimmed a lot.

"My leg is healed!"

At this moment, a voice with surprise suddenly sounded.

The people who had not yet opened their eyes sought prestige.

"It's strong!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Zhuang is the clansman who just exclaimed at the fire sacrifice.

At the same time, their eyes were focused on Zhuang's right leg.

Not long ago, Zhuang followed the group of people who were attacked by a beast and injured their right leg while going hunting, and they have been limping when they walk.

At that time, Li was still thinking of asking the oracle to see if there was a way to heal his leg.

Even if there is no shortage of food in the tribe now, everyone who can go out hunting is precious to the tribe.

Zhuang is very brave every time he hunts, and his importance to the hunting team is second only to strength.

The strong man with an injured leg can't follow them out hunting!

It's just that Fengxi had already returned to the mountain at that time, and stayed in the cave where the divine fire was enshrined, and he stayed for many days, and he never came out.

And now, with Fengxi giving the power of the fire to everyone in the clan, the strong legs are actually better!

I saw that at this time, the bent right leg slowly straightened, and as time passed, the whole person had stood straight.

"Thank you!"

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, I saw Zhuang kneeling on the ground with a surprised face.

"Don't thank me, the tribe won't give up on everyone!" Feng Xi was not angry at the disturbance of the fire festival, but smiled and raised his hand.

Zhuang only felt an invisible and powerful force lift himself up.

He wanted to say something, but he heard Fengxi speak,

"I don't need you to kneel, and neither do Shenhuo!"

"Keep your body straight, and don't bend your knees no matter what you're facing!"

Hearing this, Zhuang hurriedly straightened his chest and looked at Fengxi with reverence on his head.

"Strong this guy!" Li muttered quietly,

"The oracle told us not to kneel, this guy ......"

That being said, Li was still happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

Crippled, he lost the ability to hunt, and at the same time lost the belief in surviving in the tribe, he even moved the idea of going out to fend for himself in order not to affect the tribe like the previous tribesmen.

However, the tribe at this time is not the previous time when it was hungry and dependent on hunting, even if it can't go out, it can contribute to the tribe.

At this time, Fenggong still has a lot of work suitable for him to do.

"Force, you come up with all the hunting people!"

Just when his brain was spinning, thinking about whether he would also "please" the divine envoy, he suddenly heard Fengxi's voice calling him.

"Yes!"

He immediately shouted in response, and then ran to the altar first, standing in front of Fengxi and straightening up.

As if telling Fengxi, he also straightened his waist.

Feng Xi noticed Li Cunxin's careful thoughts, and didn't say anything, and when all the tribesmen who were hunting were standing on the altar, he only heard him say,

"You guys stand in a circle next to this beast!"

The fire has been sown, and at this moment, he wants to hold a ceremony for these people, giving them the strength to survive in the Great Wilderness.

There were not many people who came up, including Li, only a dozen people.

These clansmen are among the best in the hunting team, and Zhuang is also among them.

Although Fengxi wants to hold a ceremony for more clansmen, even all clansmen. But this is different from the previous sacrifice of sowing fire.

Integrating the seeds of the fire into that clan, Fengxi is more with the help of the power of the fire.

It is not difficult to control the spirituality of the birth of the fire, and the blessings of this method domain, and use the witch platform as a medium.

And now, Fengxi wants to stimulate the hidden power of fire in his body for his clansmen to form a power that they can control, but it is extremely consuming the magic power in Fengxi's heart.

At present, twelve people is already the limit of what Feng Xi can do at the moment.

I saw Feng Xi take a stone knife from the side and walk in front of the beast.

He used it to cut open the fur of the beast, and the blood gushed out of the mouth.

However, it did not fall to the ground, but condensed into a thin silk thread and floated in front of Fengxi.

Feng Xi's eyes began to glow with fire, and he reached out and pointed at the end of the blood line, guiding the swipes in the air to outline a mysterious and strange trajectory.

At the same time, the altar lit up with a faint light, and with the stroke of Fengxi, it began to condense at his fingertips.

The blood flowed through the air with his fingertips, eventually turning into a symbol of flame.

"Fire!"

When the last stroke was outlined, Fengxi spat out a syllable, only to see the flame symbol light up slightly.

Seeing this, Fengxi set his gaze on the force closest to him.

Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, although Feng Xi had already told him, but seeing this scene, he still had some drums in his heart.

Eventually, though, he raised his head and took off the beast's coat from his upper body, revealing his chest with a flame scar.

"It's condensed to this point." Fengxi stared at the flame scar with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He could feel that all the residual power of the flame on Li's body was gathered on the scar, and the power that would have dissipated due to the passage of time gathered together, and some kind of mysterious change occurred, but instead took root in Li's body and grew with the help of his life force.

"Maybe it won't be long before even if you don't have your own help, force, you will awaken the totem!" Feng Xi muttered to himself in his heart.

Totem. It is the name of Fengxi's name for the flame imprint that gathers growth on the body.

Rooted in the power bestowed by the fire, unlike the witch that focuses on the heart, its power manifests in the body of the people who have been granted the totem.

And Fengxi, what to do at this moment is to stimulate this power and form a real totemic power.

I saw Feng Xi lightly touch the blood symbol suspended in the air, and the red flame instantly began to burn on the blood, turning it into a real flame symbol!

"Bear with it, it hurts a little!"

Li Zheng looked at this scene with a look of surprise, but Fengxi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he subconsciously wanted to say "Don't be afraid"!

However.

I saw Fengxi's fingertips tap lightly again, and the suspended flame symbol smacked and burrowed into his chest.

"It hurts!"

A sharp pain hit him, and he felt as if his chest was about to be torn open.

Not only that, but there were flames burning his wounds, and he could even smell the smell of burnt meat.

He gritted his teeth, unwilling to cry out in pain, but the expressions on his face were entangled, the green tendons on his forehead bulged like tree roots, and his body trembled violently.