"Wish!"

"I want to learn to congratulate!"

Salty replied without hesitation.

"Zhu, why?" Fengxi raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise,

"Pray, it can help you open your heart faster."

"It will give you a better grasp of the power of witches!" Fengxi seems to be deliberately inducing saltiness to choose another technique.

Hearing this, Xian's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of heartbeat, but soon, his little face became firm.

"Salty wants to learn to wish!" said loudly, as if this was to express his determination to Fengxi.

"Because I wish to be able to help my clan become stronger!" As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Fengxi's eyes full of admiration,

"Daxi, you once said that a tribe is strong, it is not enough to rely on only one person, only when each of us is strong, the tribe will really become strong!"

Xian kept every word Fengxi said in his heart and has always practiced it.

He gave up the temptation of the green snake to help them hunt for food, and chose to take his people to hunt and be reborn after bathing in blood.

At this moment, the same is true for the prayer that gives up the prayer that can bring great benefits to oneself and strengthen one's own strength.

He knew very well that he was far worse than Daxi.

Even if he learned to pray and mastered the power of witches, when facing those strange beasts, he would not be able to kill the other party as lightly as Daxi.

Daxi once told himself that the giant snake was not a powerful beast, he had encountered a beast that controlled the water, and that was the biggest disaster his tribe had encountered.

The torrent flooded the jungle and turned into an ocean.

The tribesmen could only hide in the mountains and watch the tribe be flooded.

Xian felt extremely scared just thinking about it, and he thought very seriously, if he encountered such a disaster one day, could he really rely on his own strength to protect the tribe?

Is it really what he wants?

Will he become more and more distant from his clan because of his great power, until he becomes a "god" in the eyes of his clan?

He hurriedly shook his head and threw this thought out, such a tribe was not what he wanted to see.

Thinking of the idea that he and his people once regarded Daxi as a god, Xian felt very ashamed in his heart.

Although he didn't fully understand the true meaning of Wu, he gave him the will of Wu from that old whisper.

Inheritance and protection!

At that moment, he seemed to know why Fengxi kept saying that he was a human being, not a god!

Feng Xi did not hide his personal reservations, he left all his feelings about Wu and the true meaning of Wu Tu in that fire.

And Xian did not live up to Fengxi's expectations of him and embarked on a right path.

"Wu is the way to guard, salty, firm your faith, it will make you go further on the road of Wu!" Feng Xi smiled, laughing very happily, the salty man who said this sentence was already qualified enough to become a witch!

"Daxi, thank you!" Salty said with a grateful face.

This Daxi contains feelings, but it is completely different from before, there is no awe of strength, but admiration for the forerunners.

……

"Witch Pattern!"

In the open space in front of the cave, Feng Xi said to Xian with a serious face,

"Salty, if you want to learn the arts, you must first learn the witch pattern!"

At this moment, Xian Zheng was squatting aside, looking at Fengxi with a serious face, holding a dead branch and carving it on the ground.

"This is the witch pattern!"

"It is the vein of heaven and earth, condensing a witch's perception of the natural power of heaven and earth!" Feng Xi sketched a vivid pattern on the ground.

"It's fire!"

Fengxi said, pointing to the flame-shaped symbol on the ground.

"Fire?"

Salty's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he looked at the flame-like pattern, only to think that it was a flame.

However, he didn't feel the blazing sensation of the flames from above.

Salty raised his head and looked at Fengxi in confusion, his eyes revealing doubt.

"The witch pattern can condense the power that carries heaven and earth, and turn the originally invisible power into tangible lines!" Fengxi continued unhurriedly,

"And there's one thing left to do that."

"Medium!"

Under Xian's shocked gaze, he saw Feng Xi stretch out his hand and twist his fingertips, and a drop of blood dripped from above onto the flame witch pattern.

"The medium carries the power of the witch pattern, and through the witch pattern, it affects the heaven and the earth!"

The words fell, and I saw the drop of blood dripping onto the witch pattern and disappearing in an instant.

Then, the witch pattern, which was originally just a pattern, suddenly bloomed with a red light.

"Burn!"

In Xian's shocked expression, Feng Xi spit out a word.

Immediately after, the witch pattern actually broke away from the ground and turned into a flame and floated in front of them.

"Although witches have power beyond mortal spirits, forcibly ingesting the power of nature is beyond the strength of our weak bodies."

"The medium can replace your weak body, carry the power of heaven and earth, and resist the price of backlash!"

"For Wu, everything in heaven and earth can be a medium!"

"Even if it's a piece of grass or a piece of wood,......" Fengxi continued,

"However, it is difficult for dead things to carry witch patterns, and only spiritual things are more suitable to be witches' mediums!"

"Blood!" Xian's heart moved, and he immediately blurted out.

"Yes, blood, for witches, blood containing life, is indeed a good medium!" Feng Xi did not deny that he used his own blood as a medium to perform his magic.

"But in addition to blood, there is one more thing here that can be used as a medium for witches!"

I saw Feng Xi turn around and walk in front of the huge snake bone.

His hand stroked it gently, and then his finger tapped lightly, and a snake bone immediately fell off.

Then, I saw that his fingertips began to move quickly on the snake bone, and the hard snake bone seemed to be nothing to Feng Xi, and it was easily left on it by Feng Xi.

With a flash of red light, a delicate flame symbol appeared on the snake bone.