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Chapter 22 Fire from the same source

"Chief Zhuhuo, these two are my Fenggun witch Hua Xu and the female Xi witch!"

The Fenggun tribe was not far away, and Li led Hua Xu and Nuxi to the temporary settlement of the Zhuhuo tribe, and introduced Zhuhuo to Zhuhuo who came after hearing the sound.

"Witch..." Zhu Huo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he quickly bent down to say hello to the two of them,

"Congratulations to the fire, and meet Master Hua Xuwu and Master Xiwu!"

Along the way, he heard an introduction to the Land of Fenggun, where many human tribes gathered, and Wu was the leader of their tribes.

At this time, he was standing in front of the two people. He felt that the Hua Xu Wu in front of him was like a burning fire, which made his mind wildly shaken. The other one was even more terrifying. Zhu Huo just glanced at it, and his eyes immediately pierced.

Painful, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the other person.

"Zhu Huo, are you the tribe's sacrifice?" Hua Xu stared at Zhu Huo and then asked.

Zhu Huo was stunned when he heard the words. He thought about it and immediately understood the meaning of Hua Xu's words, and answered honestly,

"I am the leader and the priest of the tribe!"

Hua Xu nodded, a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes. The first time she saw him, she felt a familiar aura from the fire-wishing leader.

Her eyes lingered on the animal bag on the opponent's waist for a moment, then she looked away and looked at Zhu Huo and asked,

"I heard that you migrated from the south?"

"Our tribe was originally far away in the south, but then a powerful beast attacked the tribe and occupied the place where we lived, so we had to move far away." Zhu Huo nodded and said what he had already planned in his heart.

come out,

"Later we met Mr. Li. He told us that this place could provide a place for tribal people to survive, so we came here with him!"

As he said this, he carefully looked up at Hua Xu and knew that this was Feng Gun who could really make the decision.

"I hope Master Hua Xuwu can take me in!"

Hua Xu frowned slightly when he heard this. She shook her head. Before Zhu Huo could show disappointment, she smiled and said,

"The land of Fenggun is open to all tribes of the human race. If the Zhuhuo tribe is willing to come here, no matter whether they want to take it in or not, the leader of Zhuhuo can go find them and let them find a suitable habitat for you in the land of Fenggon."

land!"

"Thank you, Mr. Hua Xuwu!" Zhu Huo showed a grateful smile on his face.

Hua Xu chuckled noncommittally. His eyes swept over the clansmen behind Zhu Huo, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"I heard him tell me that your tribe once enshrined a sacred fire, which is somewhat similar to my tribe. Can I ask what kind of sacred fire it is?"

Zhu Huo was shocked when he heard this, and he immediately understood that the reason why Hua Xu Wu came to see him was because of the sacred fire offered by his tribe.

If he couldn't explain clearly, I'm afraid Feng Gun wouldn't accept them.

As for Hua Xu Wu's talk about welcoming more human races, Zhu Huo didn't believe at all that such a good thing could happen.

"The Zhuhuo tribe did indeed sacrifice a relic of a god!"

"I wonder if Hua Xu can take a look?" Hua Xu's eyes brightened slightly.

"Sir, please follow me!"

Zhu Huo nodded and motioned for everyone to follow him. Not long after, they came to a place surrounded by tree branches.

Zhu Huo took off the beast bag from his waist and carefully placed it on a very clean stone placed in the middle. He then knelt down and bowed respectfully to the beast bag before standing up and opening it.

I saw that it was actually a piece of red wood as thick as an arm. One end was half burnt black, and there was still a little spark that seemed to be immortal on it.

"It is indeed it!" Hua Xu's eyes narrowed upon seeing this, and he took a deep breath.

"Master Hua Xu Wu knows the sacred objects of our tribe?" Zhu Huo asked doubtfully.

"Chief Zhuhuo, have you ever heard of the Suiren Tribe?" Hua Xu looked at the red wood with a complex expression, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Suiren tribe?" Zhu Huo looked confused.

"So you have forgotten..." Hua Xu suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart and looked at Zhu Huo with a hint of regret.

"Please give me some advice from Master Hua Xuwu!"

"The Fenggun tribe enshrined a flame. It was a sacred fire left by the ancestors of the Suiren tribe by drilling wood to make fire for future generations!" Hua Xu glanced at the red wood and explained in a soft voice.

"Master Wu Hua Xu means..." Zhu Huo looked at Hua Xu in shock.

"When the Suiren tribe encountered a catastrophe, our ancestors took away the divine fire and came here to survive and take root, becoming the Fenggon tribe today!"

Hua Xu nodded and said,

"The wood drill used by the ancestors of the Sui people to make fire has long been lost. Now it seems that not only one tribe of the Sui people has survived!"

"Drill wood!"

Zhu Huo's face was even more horrified when he heard this, as if he was very shocked to have just learned the truth.

But what everyone didn't know was that he was very calm at this time. How could the sacred object worshiped by his family be the drill wood used to make fire? It was obviously a sacred object given to them by the great gods!

"I know it's hard for Chief Zhu Huo to accept this." Hua Xu shook his head slightly when he saw this. She took a deep look at Zhu Huo. Then she thought for a moment and suddenly tapped the red wood placed on the stone.

The next moment, the sparks on the red wood suddenly lit up, and there was a "bang" sound, and a wisp of red flame suddenly began to burn on the red wood.

"The power left by the drill wood comes from the same source as the flame we worship. This red fire can explain everything!"

"Boom!"

Zhu Huo's body swayed and he suddenly fell to the ground. He stared blankly at the red flames burning on the red wood. It was finally difficult to keep calm in his heart. The Zhu Huo tribe had worshiped the sacred object that had not moved for countless times, but it was unexpectedly killed by this Huaxu Witch.

With one hand, he ignited the divine fire they longed for.

"Could it really be a log?" Zhu Huo couldn't help but waver in his heart, and an unbelievable thought came to his mind, but the next moment, he quickly suppressed the "blasphemous" thought in his mind.

Even if the truth about the divine object is true, as he has personally experienced returning to youth, the existence of a great god cannot be fake!

"Chief Zhuhuo!" Seeing this, Li quickly stretched out his hand to help Zhuhuo up.

"It's okay!" Zhu Huo waved his hand and stood swaying, staring closely at the divine flame on the red wood, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Zhu Huo withdrew his gaze with reluctance and suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart. Looking at Hua Xu and others, a bitter smile appeared on his face,

"Thank you, Lord Hua Xuwu, for telling me the truth about the divine object!"

"It's just hard to accept the fire wishes. Can you give me some time?"

Hua Xu smiled when he heard this and waved her hand.

"Chief Zhuhuo doesn't need to think too much. Hua Xu is just telling the leader some things he knows. After all, this drill wood is the sacred object of the Zhuhuo tribe. Feng Gun will not do anything to steal the sacred object from others!"
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