"Before, like you, I was just an ordinary person in the tribe!"

Feng Xi said slowly, with a little memory on his face, and he laughed as if mockingly,

"It's just that I'm luckier than you, my tribe is blessed by fire!"

After witnessing the cruelty of the snake tribe, Feng Xi became more and more aware of how lucky Feng Gong was.

The protection of the fire allows them not to worry about encountering invincible beasts, so that they can survive safely in this dangerous wilderness.

"Fire?"

When Xian heard this word, he couldn't help but exclaim.

The image of Feng Xi holding a spear condensed by flames in his hand suddenly appeared in his mind, piercing into the head of the giant snake.

That glimpse, like a god's power, was deeply engraved in his mind.

Xian has seen fire, before he meets Fengxi.

Before the heavy rain, the thunder in the sky flickered, and when it crackled, the mountains and forests always burst into flames.

At that time, half of the sky will be dyed red by the dazzling flames, and many beasts in the jungle will be driven out by the flames and flee in panic.

The tribesmen will take advantage of that time to hunt them, often a good harvest.

Once, when Xian followed the tribesmen who went out to hunt beasts, he looked at the fiery red sky, and his curiosity drove him to run over, wanting to see the real appearance of the fire, but before he could get closer, he was frightened by the oncoming heat wave and hurriedly stopped and retreated, and could only look at the raging "sea of fire" from afar, and did not dare to move forward again.

The elders of the tribe said that fire was a punishment from the gods and would forever leave those who did not fear the gods.

In the eyes of the Xian and Snake tribesmen, the flame is the majesty of heaven and earth, the wrath of heaven against the creatures on the earth, and they have never seen any living creature master the power of flames.

Therefore, when Feng Xi waved his hand to control the flames, it made them mistakenly think that Feng Xi was a god.

Only great gods can wield the flames!

All along, the people of the Serpent Tribe, even though the flames were so close to them at times, even though they knew that the beasts of the jungle were afraid of flames, they never tried to approach it.

They never thought of using the power of fire to drive away wild beasts and light up the dark night.

"Yes, fire!" Fengxi nodded affirmatively.

After he pondered for a moment, he suddenly stretched out a finger, and the fingertips were slightly forward, and a ray of star light came out,

"Buzz!"

The sound of the flames burning came, and only the rays of stars rose in the wind, and in an instant, they turned into a red flame and floated in front of the two of them.

The shape of this flame is the shape of a fire, and if you look closely, you will see that it seems to be slightly different from the shape of the fire.

"I call it Fire!"

Fengxi said slowly, pointing to the flames burning in mid-air,

"It is the flame of the blessed tribe left by the ancestors of our tribe!"

"My strength also comes from it!"

The moment the flames appeared, Salty's gaze was immediately attracted.

He opened his mouth in surprise, subconsciously took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to touch it, sensing the temperature of the flames.

But as soon as he raised his hand, a scene that he had seen from afar suddenly flashed in his mind, the picture of the beast being burned to ashes by the flames, his body trembled, and he quickly withdrew his hand again.

Even if he didn't come into contact with it, the faint heat still made Xian feel frightened.

After a while, Xian reacted and turned his head to look at Fengxi. At this time, he remembered that the flame in front of him was conjured by Fengxi.

"Go ahead and feel it!"

Feng Xi smiled, his eyes full of encouragement.

Xian Wenyan hesitated for a moment, and with Feng Xi's encouragement, he raised his hand again, bit his lip, stretched out his hand, and trembled towards the flames.

"Hmm......"

A slight burning sensation came from his fingertips, blending into his body, and at the same time, he felt a stream of heat flow down his fingertips, slowly flowing from his hands, and his body gave birth to a warm and warm feeling.

He looked at his head, his eyes fixed motionless on the flames in front of him, which were now reflected in his pupils, as if something was wrong.

"Xian, my strength comes from the fire, inheriting its will!" Feng Xi was on the side, unabashedly explaining the source of his strength,

"Born because of people, will also be destroyed because of people, it is the power that belongs to us!"

"I call this power a witch!"

"Witch?"

Xian Lian reluctantly put down his hand, and when he heard Feng Xide's words, his eyes moved slightly.

After that, he turned his head to look at Fengxi and opened his mouth to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he closed it again.

Looking at Xian's speechless appearance, Feng Xi smiled, he knew what Xian wanted to say, and this was what he was going to do next.

"Salty, I'm not a god, I'm a person like you!"

I saw the smile on Fengxi's face disappear, and his expression began to become serious,

"Wu is not a god, even if we have power beyond mortal spirits, we are still just human!"

"Wu has power that does not belong to mortal spirits, but it has to pay a price!"

"The price of harnessing power consumes our lives, and it also makes it impossible for us to live for a long time like gods and beasts!"

"Even ...... Our lives are shorter than those of other people! ”

While wielding the power of heaven and earth, Wu also needs to withstand the backlash of powerful forces.

This is what Wu's journey must bear, it is the catastrophe set by heaven and earth for Wu, and there is no way to avoid the current Fengxi.

At this moment, Feng Xi's eyes flashed with light, he stared at Xian, and asked word by word.

"Salty, do you want to be a witch?"

As Feng Xi spoke, Xian's eyes became brighter and brighter, his eyes were full of longing, and his breathing began to become rapid, but when he finally heard Feng Xi ask himself, his eyes dimmed.

"What, salty, are you scared?" Seeing this, Feng Xi asked.

"No!" Xian raised his head to meet Fengxi's gaze and replied without hesitation.

Then he seemed to think of something again, he lowered his head, staggered his gaze and didn't dare to look at Fengxi,

"Daxi, I'm not afraid of this, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to learn!"

The kind of magical power that can control the flames, how Xian doesn't want to learn, even if it costs his life, in Xian's opinion, it is very worthwhile!

It's just that he is not confident at all about whether he can learn it.

In his opinion, he is too far behind Fengxi, how dare he hope to be able to grasp the power of a god like Fengxi.

A natural phenomenon like flame can only be mastered by God in Xian's mind!

"Look up!"

Fengxi's voice seemed to have some kind of strange charm, making it involuntarily raise its head and look at the flames floating in the air.

At this time, there seemed to be a faint point of starlight in the flames, floating in the flames, crossing a mysterious trajectory, as if outlining something.

All his minds were drawn to it at once, and there was nothing else in his eyes but this flame.

He stared firmly at the light spots in the fireworks, and subconsciously imagined the scene in front of him in his mind.

When Starfire circled around the flames, he saw a white finger imprint into his eyes, lightly tapping on the flames.

"Boom!"

The flames suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and Xian seemed to hear an earth-shattering bang, and the picture of the flames in his mind shattered in an instant.

At the same time, his eyes were completely shrouded in red, everything around him disappeared, and he seemed to be in the midst of a sea of flames.

"Fire ...... Inheritance ......"

The old, dry sigh echoed in his ears.