"become!"
"Going hunting!"
Feng Gong tribe.
In front of a wooden house by the lake, Ah Jiu, holding a dog beast, buttoned the wooden door and shouted inside.
Squeak!
After the words fell, there was only a crisp sound of wood turning, and then an unkempt young man opened the door and walked out.
He raised his head with a tired face, glanced at the person who came, a look of helplessness immediately flashed across his face, and he nodded feebly at the person.
"Tsk tsk!"
Ah Jiu touched his chin, looked at the other person, seemed to be feeling something, then reached out and patted Cheng on the shoulder complainingly,
"Good boy, you really plan to stay in the house!"
"Hmph..." Cheng grunted when Ah Jiu suddenly hit him on the shoulder, and his body staggered. He quickly held on to the door frame and glanced at Ah Jiu helplessly.
"Nine……"
"I said your body is too weak!" Upon seeing this, Ah Jiu quickly withdrew his hand, glared at Cheng with dissatisfaction, then made some strokes to him left and right, and then began to chant continuously,
"I said when I asked you to practice with us, you had to lock yourself in a room to learn witchcraft..."
"How can witchcraft be so easy to learn? Apart from divine messengers and witches, look at how many priests have passed by. How many of those tribes have learned the witchcraft of divine messengers?"
"Every weak person can be knocked down with just one slap!"
"If the leader hadn't agreed, I would have had to bring you here!"
"I really don't know why the God Envoy is teaching you this..."
Ah Jiu muttered, and his tone seemed to be somewhat disapproving of the witches from other tribes.
Cheng Wenyan just smiled and looked at Ah Jiu without saying anything. Ah Jiu was a totem warrior who had transformed into a spirit and had always looked down on people like himself who called themselves "witches".
In his words, they like some weird and incomprehensible things. How can they not be as powerful as the God Envoy and Master Wu? If they hadn't been able to help the tribe carve totems, I would have had to block them from the ancestral land. .
But, are they really as simple as Ah Jiu thought?
Cheng's eyes suddenly became dark. Unlike Ah Jiu, he often communicated with witches from other tribes and knew much more about their power than Ah Jiu.
The most powerful ones among them, Xian from the Snake Tribe, Xi from the Tiger Tribe, and Nunes from the Nest Tribe, are the ones who have gone the furthest among the Totem Warriors in one-on-one situations, and they are not necessarily the ones who have gone the furthest. opponent!
And he, with the witchcraft he now masters, he is also confident of defeating the Ah Jiu in front of him who swears that he is weak!
The reason why Ah Jiu was given an idea that was not worthy of the name and even insulted Master Xi and passed down the witchcraft was that as witches, they had always lived in seclusion and had never shown their power in front of the tribe except for sacrifices!
However, Cheng was not annoyed at all by Ah Jiu's contempt. The witch and the totem warrior took completely two different paths. This man just didn't understand witches!
Thinking of this, Cheng glanced at Ah Jiu who was still talking, and his heart moved slightly.
"Nine, Master Xi said that witches are very important to the tribe!"
Ajiu's words stopped when he heard the words. His face, which was talking endlessly, suddenly fell down. He stiffened and turned his head. He carefully glanced at Chifeng in the distance. After finding that there was no movement there, he quickly withdrew his gaze.
Then he met a pair of eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile. He immediately reacted, looked annoyed, and immediately patted his head.
"Young boy, now you are teasing me, Ah Jiu!"
"Don't dare!"
Cheng chuckled lightly, quickly dodged Ah Jiu's slap, turned around and ran away,
"I'll go find Mr. Riki right now!"
Behind him, Ah Jiu stared at Cheng's strong back. After a while, he seemed to think of something and burst into laughter. He shook his head,
"Good boy!"
…
After "getting rid of" Ah Jiu, his running pace began to slow down. He greedily breathed in the fresh air outside and felt that his tired body was relieved a lot.
As he walked, he observed the changes around him.
Since arriving in the land of Fenggun, the place has changed a lot every day, especially Fenggun, which is the core of the tribes. It looks different every day. From time to time, the sound of children playing can be heard, which makes him intoxicated.
Dozens of worshipers came here and witnessed with their own eyes the changes in the sacred place of Fenggun, which made him feel a sense of pride beyond all honor!
While Cheng was sizing up Feng Gun's clan members, he also received responses from Feng Gun clan members.
As the third shaman of the tribe, there is not a single clan member who does not know him. Compared with Hua Xu, who has not appeared for a long time, and Feng Xi, who has always been mysterious. Except for appearing once every time during the fire sacrifice, even Li and the others have not seen him at all. , but Cheng often appears in front of them.
Even though there is no sense of mystery and the power of witches has never been shown, everyone still respects Cheng.
Whenever he walked in the tribe, he could feel pairs of reverent eyes looking at him.
However, Cheng did not feel happy about this. Instead, the pressure doubled. He knew very well that the heartfelt respect of Feng Gun's tribe was not for him as a person, but for his own identity!
The witch of the tribe!
Even if it is still just a name until now.
Because behind the witch is the god-like existence of Master Xi!
So he didn't want to let down their respect for him in the end. He wanted to change this. He stayed in the house and learned witchcraft, just so that one day he could truly become a witch in the eyes of the tribesmen!
He even gave up his proposal to help them, and did not want to be named "Feng" like other Fenggun people.
Instead, like Xian and the others, they chose to take the name of witch.
"Master Wu Cheng!"
A soft call pulled Wu Cheng out of his thoughts.
Wu Cheng followed the sound and saw a young man wearing a beast suit and holding a stone spear waving at him.
"It turns out to be Ah Ye!" Wu Cheng smiled and nodded and walked over.
"Master Wu Cheng, Master Li and the others are waiting for you!" The young man, like his tribesmen, looked at Wu Cheng with reverence and a bit of nervousness.
"Master Li, let me wait for you here."
"Well, thank you for your hard work!" Wu Cheng nodded when he heard this. He reached out and patted the other party's shoulder gently.
Hearing this, the young man immediately shook his head. After hesitating for a few times, he was about to lead Wu Cheng away. At this moment, he suddenly paused and glanced around, wondering,
"Master Ajiu... aren't you with me?"
"Ajiu, he..."
Wu Cheng opened his mouth and was about to answer. At this moment, his expression changed, and he turned around and looked behind him as if feeling something.
I saw a figure glowing with red light walking over. The lingering power of the totem spirit made A Ye, who was behind Wu Cheng, so scared that he quickly shrank behind him.
