"Meet the Prophet!"
Seeing Wang Xiu, everyone was shocked and hurriedly knelt down to worship.
The young man who had just broken through and roared to the sky quickly calmed down and knelt down again, looking cautious.
Could it be that he was making too much noise and disturbing the prophet's spiritual practice?
That would be a huge sin!
He became anxious and secretly glanced at Shi Heye not far away, his eyes full of pleading, hoping that they would save him.
Unexpectedly, the heads of the two men were lowered even further than his, directly touching the ground, unable to see his eyes at all.
"Everyone get up!"
Wang Xiu stepped forward, lifted up the young man in front of him with a gentle force, then grabbed his wrist, penetrated his body with his spiritual consciousness, and closed his eyes.
When the young man saw this, he didn't understand what the prophet wanted to do, but he could only stand there, feeling very nervous.
The others did not dare to speak and watched from a distance.
“Really good!”
Wang Xiu opened his eyes and praised with satisfaction.
He originally thought that breaking through to the second level through martial arts training would be different from the second level that Shi and Ye became by natural growth.
But his consciousness swept across this person's body.
I found that both the strength of Qi and blood and the exuberance of life essence were extremely pure. Like Shi Ye and the other two, they were much stronger than ordinary second-level physical cultivation!
"May I have your name?"
Wang Xiu asked.
The young man was stared at by Wang Xiu and scratched the back of his head at a loss: "Name...name?"
Wang Xiu nodded and confirmed: "Yes!"
The young man said shyly, "Can I have a name?"
Wang Xiu chuckled a few times and said: "Of course, in the world of life, there must be a code name that is exclusive to you... However, whether you are qualified to have this code name praised by the world depends on your own ability!"
Hearing Wang Xiu's words, the young man's eyes showed a hint of excitement. There is no doubt that having a name is definitely a great honor for these primitive people.
He looked around, and his eyes suddenly fell on the huge barbecue. The bones of an unknown beast were being roasted on it, and the fire was blazing below!
He pointed at the flame and said: "I... I want to call it 'Fire'. Like fire, it can keep everyone in the tribe from being cold and hungry, is that okay?"
fire?
Wang Xiu looked at him, thought for a moment, and said: "If there is only one fire, it will be easily extinguished! There must be at least two fires, relying on each other and giving each other warmth and eternal blazing heat!"
"Two fires?"
The young man scratched the back of his head again, his face full of confusion.
The others also looked at each other.
Is there such a name?
Wang Xiu didn't respond. He stretched out his fingers and wrote in the air, then waved his sleeves lightly.
Bang bang bang!
Lines of mana fell on the soft earth.
form a clear symbol.
He looked at the young man, smiled and asked, "Can you tell what this is?"
The young man tilted his head, glanced twice, and said uncertainly: "It's like two balls of fire, one up and one down..."
Wang Xiu nodded and said: "This is the word 'flame'! Flame means fire, and it comes from fire! Everything that belongs to inflammation comes from flame!"
Meaning, fire is the light of the finest flame!
Do you want to make fire or do you want to do inflammation? "
He half-smiled, looking at the young man's expression.
"The light of the most... finest fire? Fire?"
Hearing this, the look in the young man's eyes became intense, and he couldn't wait to say: "I want to be 'Yan', I want to be 'Yan'!"
Wang Xiu nodded and said: "Very good, from today on, you are 'Yan'! Not only do you have to remember your name, you also have to remember what your name looks like!"
The young man who was named Yan immediately knelt down excitedly: "Thank you to the prophet for the name! Hahaha, I have a name... I have a name... The prophet named me 'Yan'!!!"
He couldn't hold it back and roared with excitement.
Everyone around him cast envious glances at him.
Not only did he break through the second level, he gained great power.
He was also given a name by the prophet!
This is a supreme honor!
At this time.
Shi Yuye came over, saluted Wang Xiu, and then said with some embarrassment: "Prophet, please... can you give us two new names?"
Wang Xiu glanced at the two of them.
Suddenly, we saw the look of eagerness and envy in their eyes.
Apparently, they also wanted to be named by the prophet!
Yan, when I heard it, it was much more advanced than what they had chosen themselves!
Wang Xiu chuckled and shook his head: "No need, your name suits you very well!"
Hear the words.
The two people's faces were immediately filled with disappointment and a bit of regret. They thought to themselves, what name did they give themselves when they had nothing to do?
Even such a good thing as naming the prophet was missed!
I really want to give myself a slap!
After a pause, Wang Xiu added: "However, I can teach you how to write your own name!"
Shi and Ye looked at each other and said in confusion: "Prophet, what is 'writing'?"
Wang Xiu did not explain, but directly took action and wrote a stone character and a leaf character on the ground from a distance!
Everyone suddenly understood.
It turns out that the words spoken by the prophet were this special symbol?
Shiye and Shiye each stood in front of their own names, staring at the unfamiliar symbol. It was obviously the first time they saw it, and a special feeling of familiarity appeared in their hearts.
The unfamiliar strokes seemed to have some special charm and mystery, which directly touched their hearts.
This feeling is extremely strange.
As if born this way.
There seems to be an invisible bond between them and this word.
On a whim!
"Is this...is my name?"
The two of them were stunned and carefully touched the words with their fingers.
Others in the tribe did not feel this way. They just felt that the special symbols were very fresh. A few simple strokes of outline could express the same thing.
However, it seems that it is not much different from directly drawing circles on the ground with branches to represent "stones".
Only the high priest stared at the words, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.
…
After Yan breaks through the second level.
The martial arts style in the Blackstone Tribe is extremely strong.
They all now know that the martial arts passed down by the prophet can really allow people to break through the second level and master super powerful power.
Yan is an example!
Nowadays, as the strength of Shi, Ye and others continues to improve, the dangers they encounter in the nearby mountains and forests are getting smaller and smaller.
Although it is far from unimpeded.
But you no longer have to worry about going hungry.
Wang Xiu also often goes to the mountains and forests to practice with ferocious beasts, test sword skills and various magic weapons. The ferocious beasts he kills are also sent back to the mountains by tribesmen.
There was a lot of flesh and blood of various ferocious beasts accumulated in the warehouse, enough to survive the winter.
then.
The young men of the tribe are able to spare time and practice day and night, striving to become the next Yan!
In front of a stone house somewhere.
A toddler who was still a toddler stared at the people practicing in the distance, imitating their movements meticulously, and kept making milky baby noises in his mouth.
behind.
His mother had a loving look on her face: "My child, you are still young. You won't have time to practice again in a few years!"
However, the child sniffed and responded stubbornly: "No, I also want to practice martial arts...I want to become strong like Yan, and let...let the Prophet give me a name!"
Hear the words.
Not far away, a strong man who was cutting barbecue laughed and cursed: "My little baby has a beautiful idea, and you want the prophet to name you? Your father and I are not that lucky..."
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