The sea of fire dissipated, the light blooming on the altar faded, and the fire reappeared in the "stone bowl".
The wind and rain came again, and it seemed that everything just now was just their illusion. But if someone opens his eyes and looks at the fire at this time, he will find that its light is much dimmed.
"My legs are healed!"
At this moment, a surprising voice suddenly sounded.
The tribesmen who had not yet opened their eyes were looking for a way out.
"It's Zhuang!" someone said in surprise.
Zhuang is the tribesman who just exclaimed at the fire ceremony.
At the same time, their eyes were all focused on Zhuang's right leg.
Not long ago, Zhuang and Li's group went hunting and were attacked by a beast and injured his right leg. He has been limping since then.
At that time, Li was still thinking of asking the divine envoy to see if there was any way to heal his leg.
Even though the tribe is not short of food now, every tribesman who can go out for 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.
Zhuang's leg was injured and he couldn't follow Li and the others out for hunting!
But Feng Xi had already returned to the mountain at that time. He stayed in the cave dedicated to the sacred fire for many days and never came out.
But now, as Feng Xi gives the power of fire to every clan member, his strong legs are actually healed!
At this moment, Zhuang's bent right leg slowly straightened, and as time passed, the whole person stood up straight.
"Thank you, God!"
Under the surprised gazes of everyone, Zhuang knelt down on the ground with a look of surprise on his face.
"No need to thank me, the tribe will not give up on every tribesman!" Feng Xi was not angry because of the interruption of the fire ceremony. Instead, he raised his hand with a smile.
Zhuang felt an invisible and powerful force lifting himself up.
He wanted to say something, but then he heard Feng Xi say,
"I don't need you to kneel down, and neither does Divine Fire!"
"People should stand up straight and never bend their knees no matter what they face!"
Hearing this, Zhuang quickly puffed up his chest and looked at Feng Xi with reverence.
"Strong this guy!" Li muttered in a low voice.
"The envoy of God told us a long time ago that we don't need to kneel, this guy..."
Even though he said this, Danli was still happy for him from the bottom of his heart.
Zhuang, who was lame, lost the ability to hunt, and also lost the belief in surviving in the tribe. He even had the idea of going out to fend for himself like the previous tribesmen, in order not to implicate the tribe.
However, the tribe at this time was no longer hungry as before and relied on hunting. Even if they could not go out, they could still contribute to the tribe.
At this time, Feng Gun still had a lot of work suitable for him to do.
"Li, you come up with all the hunting clansmen!"
Just when Li was thinking about whether he should "please" the divine messenger, he suddenly heard Feng Xi's voice calling him.
"yes!"
He immediately shouted in response, then rushed to the altar and stood straight in front of Feng Xi.
As if to tell Feng Xi, he also straightened his back.
Feng Xi noticed Li Cunxin's thoughtfulness and didn't say anything. When all the hunting tribesmen stood on the altar, he only heard him say,
"You guys stand in a circle around this beast!"
The fire has been sown, but at this moment, he is going to hold a ceremony for these tribesmen to give them the strength to survive in the wilderness.
There were not many tribesmen who came forward, including Li, there were only twelve of them.
These tribesmen were among the top tribesmen in the hunting team, and Zhuang was among them.
Although Feng Xi wanted to hold ceremonies for more tribesmen, even all tribesmen. But this is different from the previous sacrifices that sowed fire.
By integrating the seeds of Xinhuo into that tribe, Feng Xi was more relying on the power of Xinhuo.
It is not difficult to achieve this step by controlling the spirituality of the birth of the fire, the blessing of this method domain, and using Wu Tai as the medium.
But now, Feng Xi wants to activate the power of fire hidden in his body for his tribe to form a power that they can control, but it consumes the witchcraft power in Feng Xi's heart.
For now, twelve people is the limit that Feng Xi can achieve at this moment.
I saw Feng Xi taking a stone knife from the side and walking up to the beast.
He used it to cut open the beast's fur, and blood flowed out from the opening.
However, it did not fall to the ground, but condensed into a thin thread floating in front of Feng Xi.
Feng Xi's eyes began to glow with fire-colored light. He stretched out his hand and touched one end of the blood line, guiding it to draw mysterious and strange trajectories in the air.
At the same time, the altar lit up slightly, and as Feng Xi moved, it began to condense on his fingertips.
The blood flowed in mid-air with his fingertips, and eventually turned into a symbol of fire.
"fire!"
When the last stroke was sketched, Feng Xi whispered a syllable, and the flame symbol lit up slightly.
Seeing this, Feng Xi turned his gaze to the force closest to him.
Looking at this scene, Li Li couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Although Feng Xi had already told him about it, he still felt a little nervous when he saw this scene.
But in the end, he raised his head and took off the animal clothing from his upper body, revealing his chest with a flame scar.
"It's actually condensed to this point." Feng Xi stared at the flame scar with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He could feel that all the remaining power of the fire on Li's body was concentrated on the scar. The power that would have dissipated due to the passage of time gathered together and undergone some mysterious changes. Instead, it took root on Li's body. Grow with the help of his vitality.
"Perhaps it won't be long before the totem will be awakened even without my own help!" Feng Xi thought to himself.
totem. This is Feng Xi's name for the brand of growth flames gathered on Li's body.
It is rooted in the power given by the fire, which is different from the shaman that focuses on the soul. Its power is manifested in the body of the clansman who has been awarded the totem.
As for Feng Xi, what he has to do now is to inspire this power to form a real totem power.
I saw Feng Xi tapping 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!
"Be patient, it hurts a little!"
Li Zheng looked at this scene with surprise, but Feng Xi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he subconsciously wanted to say "Don't be afraid"!
However.
Feng Xi tapped his fingertips again, and the suspended flame symbol swished into his chest.
"pain!"
Severe pain hit him, and Li felt as if his chest was being torn apart.
Not only that, there were flames burning his wounds, and he could even smell the smell of burnt flesh.
He gritted his teeth, unwilling to cry out in pain, but the expressions on his face were tangled together, the veins on his forehead were bulging like tree roots, and his body was shaking violently.
