Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the hut, Wuwu looked indifferent, and his tone was soft. He talked about the general situation of Witch God Realm.

After a while, Lingxian understood.

Witch God Realm is the last habitat of the Witch tribe, which is completely different from the habits of the human race. Of course, there is no difference in its roots.

Terran forces are divided into four top levels, so are the tribal forces, and the realm is divided equally. The biggest difference is probably the manifestation of power.

The human race displays its power through magical powers, while the witch race uses totems to obtain all kinds of magical powers.

This form of expression made Ling Xian interested, and laughed: "Can you please tell me in detail, I am curious about this kind of power."

"In the legend, there were twelve witch gods in the flood tribe. Each one had the ability to catch stars and catch the moon, and go to heaven."

Wuwei whispered softly, saying, "Except for the supreme ancestor, these twelve witch gods are the most powerful existence of the witch tribe."

"Therefore, most of the tribes today worship these twelve witch gods."

"The totem is the symbol of the twelve witch gods' life-long learning. Each witch **** has a kind of totem. You can also understand the enlightenment book of the adult race.

"The witches understand the method from the totem and turn them into power. This is the source of the witch power."

Wuwei opened his mouth one after another and introduced them in detail.

"So it is."

Ling Xian stunned, and said, "In this way, it is no different from the human race's **** channel law."

"It's basically the same, but it's a little different."

Wuwei looked calm and said, "Any kind of power that pursues its roots is the same, that is the Word."

"The witch law is closer to the Tao than the human magical power."

"Although supernatural powers have evolved from Taoism, they are diverse, and the totems of the Wu tribe are more pure. For example, Zhu Rong of the Twelve Witch Gods, his totem represents the avenue of fire, which is very pure."

After hearing the words, Ling Xianxing's eyes gradually lighted up, and her interest increased.

Zhu Rong's name naturally knows that he claims to be the highest fire god, and his accomplishments on the Avenue of Fire are well deserved first in the world!

It can be seen that the other eleven witch gods are not far behind.

The most important thing is that they are all specializing together, which means that their totems are pure and incomparable, and they are the closest to Tao.

In this case, can he not expect to be unwilling?

"Hearing what my predecessors said, my idea of ​​traveling in Witch God Realm became stronger." Ling Xian smiled slightly and made a decision.

Originally, he planned to travel to Witch God Realm and enjoy the exotic atmosphere. Now after listening to the magic of totems, interest is naturally stronger.

"This decision is right, I said, you will meet your own chance." Wuwei smiled, and holy.

"The seniors are so sure, I will encounter opportunities?" Ling Xian smiled slightly, wondering why inaction was so determined.

Opportunity is illusory, and he believes that even if inaction is a master of Buddhism, it is impossible to predict in advance. That being the case, she still said that, which seemed a little weird.

"The world is fickle, and it's hard to be sure."

Wuwei bowed his head slightly and said, "But I believe that my judgment is correct."

Hearing that Ling Xian became more suspicious.

He determined that nothing could be foreseen, and the only possibility was that something in his body had a connection with Witch God Realm.

However, Ling Xian couldn't guess what it was, so he could only put it aside for the time being.

"Let's heal yourself, your injury hasn't happened for a year and a half, and you don't want to recover." Wuwei said calmly.

"During that time, I disturbed the seniors." Ling Xian arched slightly.

"polite."

Wuwei waved his hands and said, "You don't need to worry about the fairy avenue, I will try my best to save her."

"Then please take care of my predecessors." Ling Xian smiled lightly, her gaze flashing with gratitude.

Wuwei rescued him twice and saved the fish to find the truth, which naturally made him impressed.

"When you meet, you don't need to worry." Wuwei turned and shook his head, turned and walked out of the hut, and disappeared.

Seeing this, Ling Xian returned to bed to lie down, and then mobilized Reiki and healed herself.

He was too badly injured, and even had to work hard. If he didn't heal his injuries, let alone travel to the Witch God Realm, even if he left the room, he would have hope.

Therefore, Ling Xian concentrated on healing, regardless of time.

Time goes by bit by bit.

After half a year, Ling Xian's injury was almost healed, which was half of the time estimated by Wuwei.

This is thanks to his strong physique, otherwise, don't even think about recovering in half a year.

"My injury has been healed, and then it's time to travel to Witch God Realm."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, staring with expectation in her eyes, especially when she thought of the wonderful totem and Wuwei's chance, the expectation became stronger and stronger.

He wanted to see if it was true that he would meet opportunities here.

Therefore, Lingxian intends to leave for a tour of Witch God Realm. But before that, he wanted to see the truth.

Although he believes that inaction is harmless, he will do his best, but without seeing him, he always feels insecure.

"Half a year has passed, and I don't know how it looks."

With a slight sigh, Ling Xian walked out of the hut, and was shocked by the scene in front of her.

I saw that there was an endless range of mountains ahead, and the ancient trees were as tall and dense as the dragons, as if they had returned to the virgin forest and back to the original flood and drought era.

"It's no wonder that Wushen Realm is the last pure land of the Wu tribe. This place really has a taste of the flood era." Ling Xian sent a heartfelt emotion.

"In six months, your injury has been healed, and the donor's physique is really very capable."

Out of the mountains and forests, Wuwei emerged from the back, and the seven layers of Buddha light emerged from behind.

"The predecessor has passed." Ling Xian folded her hands and gave a gift.

"Excuse me."

Wuwei smiled slightly and said, "Your physical body is the strongest among the people I have met. Even the royal monster is not inferior."

After a pause, she sighed: "If I didn't know you were a pure human race, I'd have to wonder if you were a monster."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled and said nothing.

"The injury is good, but are you going to visit Witch God Realm?" Wuwei asked.

"Yes, I'm curious about the Totem of the Witch."

Ling Xian nodded gently, and said, "I wonder if the predecessor would let me see the truth before I leave?"

"This…"

Wuwei hesitated and shook his head: "No, she is still in the ice. I'm afraid that once you go in, it will destroy the geology there. By then, even Da Luo Jinxian will have no skills.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xianmulu was disappointed and sighed, "Well, as long as I know she's okay for a while, I'm at ease."

"You can rest assured, I will do my best." Wuwei's tone was light, but it was beyond doubt.

"Leave it to seniors, I'm naturally relieved."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and arched, "Since that's the case, then I'm leaving."

After speaking, he turned and left, staring with expectation in his eyes.

I am looking forward to the mysterious totem, but also to the unknown opportunity.