Lakeside.
I saw Feng Xi picking up a branch and slowly sketching mysterious traces on the ground. These traces are somewhat similar to the characters of the Fenggun tribe. They may be in the shape of animals or vegetation, but they are more... It is so mysterious that every stroke seems to explain a corner of the world.
Witch patterns are also witch characters!
This is the writing of Feng Xi who looked up at the three thousand gods and observed the shapes of all living things. The lines he comprehended are also the writings of witches.
It was also the inheritance that he spent a lot of effort to leave behind for the subsequent witches.
"Witches have the power to reach heaven and earth, and their magic has the ability to communicate with gods. The first of all magics is the sacrificial dance. Therefore, the sacrificial dance of witches should be the first witchcraft performed by witches!"
While Feng Xi was carving on the ground with branches, he slowly said to everyone,
"Witchcraft is divided into two parts. Borrowing power from heaven is a prayer. Giving power to others can be a blessing!"
As he spoke, Feng Xi paused, pointed at the two mysterious patterns on the ground, and said to everyone.
After the words fell, everyone's eyes focused on the two witch patterns. Their eyes were blurred. They saw only two witch patterns, as if they were alive. The witch patterns seemed to turn into a little person and began to do very strange movements. .
One person moved his hands and feet lightly, surrounded by wind, thunder, water, fire and other natural phenomena. Another person stretched out his hand to enlighten the totems in front of the tribe.
"Totem!" On the side, Cheng's eyes were immediately attracted. He looked at the witch pattern that Feng Xi called "wishes" in disbelief. In a daze, he seemed to understand why Li and the others would say witch totem. more important.
"Blessings!"
At the same time, there was one person among the crowd who had a deeper understanding. The art of wishing was the first witchcraft he learned, and it was also the beginning of his journey to witchcraft.
only……
"Since when did I seem to have forgotten what I was thinking at that time!" Xian's heart was shaken.
He once made a promise in front of Feng Xi to strengthen every tribe member in the tribe. He would give the power of witches to all tribe members, allowing them to tame snake beasts and strengthen the tribe.
But those powers were only his. The tribesmen borrowed them for a while, which seemed to strengthen them, but they were always controlled by his power and still relied on him instead of self-improvement.
His path has gone astray!
At this time, he saw the future path of Zhu Zhi's witchcraft from this witch pattern. He was not like him, leaving the power on the tribe and letting them borrow their own abilities to tame the snake beasts.
He couldn't help but think of Feng Gun's sacrifice. The Hua Xu shaman gave totem seeds to the tribe during the fire sacrifice, creating powerful tribal warriors one after another.
He went to ask Hua Xu Wu, but when he used the method the other party told him to give power to his tribe, he found that it was no different from Zhu.
It was only now, when he saw the witch pattern, that he suddenly realized that the method of enlightening the totem was actually the method of witchcraft. Da Xi had already passed it on to him, but he had gone the wrong way!
Zhu, is not to borrow strength from others, but to use his own strength to turn into seeds and enlighten the tribesmen.
The people present were all attracted by these two witchcraft patterns. Having opened up the sea of their hearts, they instinctively chose a witchcraft as the beginning of their own witchcraft. Some people looked at Zhu silently, while others stared at Qi closely. There are also people who have no choice between the two. Instead, they focus all their attention on the two witch patterns themselves, realizing the wonder of the witch patterns explaining the laws of heaven and earth.
"Prayers and blessings, is this the art of witchcraft?"
The old leader of the 'Chasing' tribe looked at the two witch patterns in front of her. She didn't have any thoughts in her heart. Instead, she had an impulse. She actually wanted to imitate Feng Xi and use branches to carve a pattern on the ground. Come!
This thought startled her as soon as it appeared. She had no doubt about the mysterious power of this witch. However, not everyone can draw a witchcraft on the ground like Feng Xi did.
I haven't even learned witchcraft yet, but I actually want to imitate Feng Xi and draw a witchcraft pattern on the ground to create a witchcraft!
She shook her head subconsciously, trying to get rid of this thought, and then forcibly turned her gaze to the two witch marks on the ground.
However, it was difficult for her to suppress her thoughts. The more she looked at the two witch marks, the less calm she became. She couldn't concentrate at all. Instead, the impulses in her heart became more intense from time to time.
"Girl's nest?" At the same time, Feng Xi also noticed something strange about her.
He looked at the other person and glanced at the branch in his hand from time to time, his thoughts moved slightly, and he had some guesses.
After thinking for a while, Feng Xi walked over and handed over the branch in his hand.
Being suddenly blocked in front of her and blocking her sight, Nucha suddenly felt a surge of irritation. However, the next moment, she found a hand holding a branch handed over to her.
"Try?"
Nüchao raised her head and saw that the person who came was Feng Xi. Her eyes were full of confusion, but she did not take it.
"Follow your heart and draw it!" Feng Xi's gentle voice reached her ears.
Hearing this, a trace of hesitation flashed in Nuchao's eyes, but soon, that hesitation was overshadowed by the impulse that kept pouring out of her heart. She nodded, then carefully took the branch and squatted down.
One stroke, two strokes!
Twisted traces appeared on the ground, much like the scribblings of beginners learning to write in the Fenggun tribe, without any sense of beauty.
However, Feng Xi didn't say anything to stop him. He silently watched the other party draw one stroke after another, crookedly sketching on the ground.
"Tick tock!"
As the girl's nest was carved on the ground, a layer of sweat quickly covered her head, and the hand holding the branch began to tremble continuously. The further back she went, the slower her movements became. Every movement seemed to consume her. The overall situation is strong.
until.
"Kacha!"
A crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded, waking everyone up from their dazed state. This made them feel angry. They turned their heads and looked angrily, only to see Nuchao falling to the ground trembling, stunned. He stared blankly at the broken branch in his hand.
what happened?
Seeing this confusing scene, everyone's anger suddenly died down and they looked at each other, wondering what happened to this man.
"You still need the last stroke of your witch pattern!" At this moment, Feng Xi walked forward with a smile. He picked up another broken branch on the ground and added it to the unfinished distorted pattern on the ground. The final touch.
"Ouch!"
Vaguely, a sound of animal cry echoed in everyone's heart. As the sound rang out, everyone was horrified to find that the pattern on the ground actually "came alive" like the other two witch patterns.
"It's a witchcraft!"
They couldn't help but look at the broken branch in Girl's Nest's hand. At this moment, everyone realized what Girl's Nest was doing before.
She was actually painting witch patterns just now, and, thinking of Feng Xi's last words, they couldn't help but have an even more shocking idea in their hearts.
She is not just painting, but she is painting a new witch pattern!
A witch mark belonging to her!
How can it be!
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