The sea of ​​fire dissipated, the light blooming on the altar faded, and the firewood 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 opened their eyes and looked at the fire at this time, they would find that its light was 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 fame.

"It's Zhuang!" someone said in surprise.

Zhuang is the tribesman who exclaimed at the fire ceremony just now.

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 hunting is extremely 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 go hunting with Li and the others!

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 bestows the power of fire on every clan member, his strong legs are actually healed!

At this moment, Zhuang's flexed 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 him 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.

"Strengthen 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, Dan Li was still happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

Zhuang, who was lame, lost his ability to hunt, and also lost his belief in surviving in the tribe. He even had the idea of ​​going out to fend for himself, just like the previous tribesmen, in order not to implicate the tribe.

However, the tribe at this time was not the same as before when they were hungry and relied on hunting. Even if they could not go out, they could still contribute to the tribe.

At this time, Feng Gun still has a lot of work suitable for him to do.

"Li, you bring all the hunting tribesmen up here!"

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 telling 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 are among the top tribesmen in the hunting team, and Zhuang is among them.

Although Feng Xi wanted to hold ceremonies for more tribesmen, or even all tribesmen, this was different from the previous sacrifices that sowed fire.

By integrating the seeds of the fire into that tribe, Feng Xi was more relying on the power of the fire.

It is not difficult to achieve this step by controlling the spirituality of the birth of fire, the blessing of this method realm, and using Wu Tai as the medium.

But now, Feng Xi wants to inspire the power of fire hidden in his body for his tribe to form a power that they can control, but this consumes the witchcraft power in Feng Xi's heart.

Currently, 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 fire on Li's body was gathered on the scar. The power that would have dissipated due to the passage of time gathered together and underwent some mysterious change. 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 is Feng Xi's name for the brand of growing flames gathered on Li's body.

It is based on 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.

What Feng Xi has to do at this moment 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 in surprise, but Feng Xi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he subconsciously wanted to say "Don't be afraid"!

However.

I saw Feng Xi's fingertips lightly tapping again, and the suspended flame symbol whizzed and penetrated into his chest.

"pain!"

Severe pain hit him, and Li felt as if his chest was about to be torn apart.

Not only that, there were flames burning his wounds, and he could even smell the smell of burnt flesh.
Chapter completed!