"It's Wu Cheng again!"

On a mountain on the periphery of the Land of Wind Gon, Xian looked at the group of Feng Gon walking out at the bottom of the mountain, and couldn't help but sigh,

"It's better to be a wind gun, as a witch, but you don't need to bear the responsibility of the entire tribe!"

As he spoke, he said all the way as if he was self-deprecating,

"Where is it like us, for the tribe can't leave here, become a witch, but in the end even his own people don't want to get close!"

"Because the wind has a witch!" As soon as Xian's words fell, he heard a faint voice immediately sound beside him.

I saw that not far from Xian, Ma from the Tiger Tribe came over, he lowered his head and also glanced at the group of people who were leaving in the distance, his expression paused slightly, and then said in a complicated tone,

"Success...... He's not like us!"

"Yes, because he's a member of the Wind Gon!" Xian Wenyan nodded in agreement, and his tone inadvertently revealed a hint of envy.

In the entire land of Fenggon, only the Fenggong tribe as the core is the most special existence, they have the most totem warriors, the most powerful beasts, and the most powerful witches and gods.

Even if the Huaxu Witch of Fenggon has not appeared for a long time, Daxi has also walked into the sacred mountain inhabited by gods, but the powerful Fenggon tribe has long since needed Wu to lead the clansmen.

"Hopefully, in the future, our tribe can be like the windgon!"

Salty shook his head, suppressing the thoughts that flashed through his mind, as if he was reluctant to say more on the topic.

I saw him turn around and look at him, and the next moment, his eyes were attracted by the tiger-shaped beast lying on his stomach beside the other party, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help blurting out,

"You ...... Already successful?"

"Not close!" Ma Wenyan shook his head, he reached out and stroked the head of the tiger-shaped beast beside him, feeling the faint emotion coming from the other party, he said slowly,

"Ah Hu told me that to become a totem, it needs a sacrifice that belongs to it!"

"Sacrifice?" Xian bowed slightly, in this way, it was already a matter of time before the other party became a totem.

Create totems that belong to their tribe.

This is what the witches of these tribes have been doing, and it is also the last test that Daxi set for them to become witches before they climbed the sacred mountain.

The totem of the fire belongs to Fenggong and belongs to Huaxu Wu, as a tribal witch, to carve a totem for the clansmen, they need to create their own totem.

Because only in this way can their clansmen truly embark on the path of incarnation, just like the clansmen of the Fenggon tribe.

Among the several totemic paths left by Fengxi, Ma chose the path of using the alien beast as the tribal totem, not only him, but in addition to the female nest, the twelve witches, including Xian, also chose the path of the alien beast totem.

"Sacrifice, this is a way to advance and retreat!" With a sigh,

"Don't talk about me, aren't there a few others who have also found the tribe's strange beasts with the help of the Fenggon tribe, but they all stop before the sacrifice?"

After speaking, he shook his head, his eyes moved away from the tiger-shaped beast beside him, raised his head, stared at Xian with blazing eyes, and finally asked the doubts he had been asking all along,

"It's you, since these rituals, the one I can't see through the most is you, we have found the totem, so what is your choice?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the two small red and green snakes wrapped around her salty arms, and a hint of incomprehension flashed in her eyes.

These two little snakes, no matter which one they are, are not much worse than ordinary alien beasts, but looking at the meaning of salty, it seems that they don't intend to choose them as the totem of their tribe at all!

Xian went the farthest among the witches, even if he and Ah Hu joined forces, he was not sure that he would be able to defeat him, but he was obviously the most powerful, but he did not choose his own totem!

Does Xian really not care about his own people?

As soon as this thought was born, it was denied by Ma, and it was impossible for a person who did not comprehend the meaning of protection to become real

The witch's!

"A long time ago, I had already chosen the totem of the snake tribe!" Xian Wenyan said with a smile.

"Then you ......."

Ma was about to continue asking, but he saw Xian's eyes looking to the east of the Wind Land.

"There?"

"Luohe!"

Seeing this, Ma followed his gaze, and his heart immediately moved, and he blurted out.

"Is it the Nine Babies? Or a snake?" He stared at Salty tightly, as if trying to see something in the other person's eyes.

There were two powerful beasts in Luohe, this was something that everyone knew, and when Xian looked at Luohe, he understood what he wanted to do.

The reason why Xian has not decided on the totem of the tribe until now is because he can't look down on other alien beasts, and he wants to submit the most powerful alien beast as the totem of his tribe!

"It's a snake!"

Xian nodded, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the shocked man, and explained with a faint expression,

"Since our tribe uses snakes as totems, then we should also choose the most powerful snake beasts!"

"What about the Nine Babies?" Ma couldn't help but ask.

Xian Wenyan suddenly glanced at him, in the entire land of Fenggon, who doesn't know whose beast the Nine Babies are, no matter how he is, he doesn't dare to take the beast in the hands of the daughter of Daxi.

What's more, although the Nine Babies are strong, they are not the most suitable for the snake tribe.

Seeing this, Ma also reacted immediately, he smiled wryly, and then saw him pat his forehead, making a look of sudden realization,

"I mean, no wonder Feng Luo has always had an opinion about you!"

As the daughter of Daxi, Feng Luo has seen them many times in the ancestral land, but I don't know why, since the first meeting, Feng Luo didn't care about everyone, but he always frowned on Xian.

Now it seems that Xian is worried about the alien beast snake in the Luo River, not for a day or two!

Seeing this, Xian's face changed slightly, as if he thought of some bad memories, and seeing that Ma looked gloating, he suddenly didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, waved his hand, and turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Salty, where are you going?"

"You're almost there!"

「……」

"Luohe!"