Painting of the Nine Immortals

Ancient Fire Tribe, Totem House.

Ling Xian stood with her hands on her shoulders, looking at the brand new red totem on the wall, and said with a small smile: "It is indeed a higher totem, and there is a way of Vulcan, which is a hundred times more than a medium totem."

"That's natural."

Gu Chen was grateful and said, "Thanks to my predecessors, otherwise, my ancient fire tribe would not have the scenery of today."

"It's just a deal, you don't have to feel that you owe me anything."

Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "Well, I want to start enlightenment, you go down."

"Yes." Gu Chen nodded, and stepped down respectfully.

Seeing this, Ling Xian didn't talk nonsense, infused the spirit into the totem, and began to realize.

Unlike in the past, it took him a moment to enter the realm of enlightenment this time. After all, this is a higher totem, and the difficulty of understanding is naturally several times more difficult.

When he realized something, Tianzun's ancient blood suddenly boiled, but after a short period of time, he went silent.

"Ok?"

Ling Xian frowned. Although only a short time away, how keen is his aura? Naturally noticed.

This surprised him and puzzled him.

But when he thought of the ability to copy against the sky, his eyes suddenly lighted up.

As early as the last time she learned about Totem, Lingxian deliberately split half of her mind and planned to find out the reason for the ability to reproduce. Unfortunately, no abnormalities were noticed.

At this moment, the ancient blood of Tianzun is boiling, which obviously means that the ancient blood of Tianzun is related to the totem.

"Does it say ... the reason why I can copy the totem is because of the ancient blood of Tianzun?"

Ling Xianxing's eyes are shining. Although it is not yet certain, various signs indicate that it is undoubtedly the ancient blood of Tianzun. If not, it's most likely.

Therefore, he is quite happy at this moment, although the biggest doubt has not been solved, but at least he has a direction.

"The totem belongs to the Wu tribe, Zhu Rong true fire also belongs to the Wu tribe, and both of them can cause the abnormality of the ancient blood of Tianzun."

"In other words, my blood belongs to the Majestic Celestial Master ..."

Ling Xianxing's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and he feels that he is getting closer and closer to the truth, but he doesn't know if there is a Supreme Master of the Witch.

The descriptions of the two deities in ancient books are only words, not even the minimum race, so he naturally did not understand.

"Gu Chen is the descendant of Zhu Rong, and Zhu Rong is the supreme existence of the Wu tribe. To come, he should know a little secret."

Lingxian raised his mouth, and after getting to know the totem, he asked Gu Chen to inquire.

After that, he was immersed in his mind and focused.

It has to be said that the avenue contained in the higher totem is huge, and it is definitely more than a hundred times that of the medium totem. Even Ling Xian's perception is not completely comprehensible in a short time.

Therefore, it took him two months to realize this totem.

After that, the totem on the wall turned into light and shadow, imprinted on his right arm, covering the previous Vulcan totem.

This made Ling Xian happy, and deeply felt that the trip was worthwhile.

He first realized the two totems, got the true fire of Zhu Rong, and finally found the secret of the ancient blood of Tianzun.

This harvest is huge. If it is passed on, I do n’t know how many witches are jealous and crazy.

Not to mention anything else, just to say Zhu Rong true fire, it is enough to make the top power of the Wu tribe all heart. In this way, can Lingxian not feel happy?

"It didn't come to nothing, thanks to the Qingshui tribe for rejecting me at the beginning." Ling Xian smiled slightly, then walked out of the stone house, and walked towards Guchen Residence.

Along the way, from time to time someone said hello to him, all with respectful attitude and fierce eyes.

No way, Ling Xian's status in the Ancient Fire Tribe is very transcendent, and no one has the prestige. Even the patriarch of Guchen is not comparable to him.

Therefore, everyone's respect for him from the heart is like facing a living witch god.

Gu Chen is no exception.

Therefore, when he saw Ling Xian walk behind the courtyard, he hurried out and bowed in salute, "Is the senior comprehension finished?"

"That's right." Ling Xian gave a false one-handed gesture to signal Gu Chen to get up.

"It is indeed a predecessor, and it took only two months to fully comprehend a high totem." Gu Chen sincerely admired, not shocked.

It wasn't that the incident wasn't alarming enough, but that the shock of the past few days had shaken him numbly. Even if Ling Xian does something amazing, I'm afraid he won't react much.

"Don't brag about me."

Ling Xian waved her hand with a smile, and said, "How have you been in the family for two months?"

"It's great."

Gu Chen's face glowed with red light, saying: "The monks taking Po Jing Dan have made breakthroughs one after another. Now, my ancient fire tribe has a total of ten monks in the path of choice, and 43 yuan infant monks."

Hearing that, Ling Xian nodded and expressed satisfaction.

Generally speaking, the big tribes are all of this strength, but there is only one sixth strongest person sitting in town. However, there is no need to worry about the patriarch of the fiery tribes.

As long as Enron spends decades, the ancient fire tribe can certainly produce monks in the sixth realm. After all, the ancient fire tribe already has a large totem, and it has naturally obtained the rich resources of the fiery fire tribe to cultivate a monk who integrates the path.

By then, the ancient fire tribe will be regarded as a real rise!

"This strength is enough to defend the tribe."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Have the Qingshui tribe's offerings been delivered?"

"It has already been delivered, and I counted it. There are 340 copies, and there are a lot of half spirit stones." With a wave of Gu Chen's big sleeve, spiritual stones, medicinal materials, magic weapons, and other spiritual objects emerged and piled up Hill.

After that, he said, "Senior, please take it away."

"I don't need it. I leave it to you, the ancient fire tribe." Ling Xian waved her hand and had no interest in these spiritual resources.

This made Gu Chen hesitated for a moment, hesitantly: "Senior, these things are of great value, you ... Do you really want it?"

"I said don't just don't, you take it." Ling Xian smiled slightly, motioning Gu Chen to accept it assuredly.

For him, these spiritual resources are nothing at all. Instead of holding them and throwing them into the corner, they are better left to the ancient fire tribe.

At least, it can make the ancient fire tribe better.

"This…"

Gu Chen is still a little hesitant. He owes too much Lingxian to the ancient fire tribe. I am really embarrassed to accept the favor. However, the thought of Gona once said that after Ling Xian took the elixir to feed the white cat, he became unconscionable.

Would a person who was extravagant enough to feed pets in Lingling care about this practice resource? This is not even a hairy cow!

Gu Chen shook her head with a bitter smile, then converged to a smile, and said in a deep voice: "The great graciousness of the seniors, I will never forget the ancient fire tribe!"

"It's heavy."

Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "Well, I have one thing to ask you."

"Seniors, please say, I know everything and can't stop talking." Gu Chen Zheng focused his head.

"I want to know who is the most powerful and strongest among the witches."

A glimmer of expectation flashed in Ling Xianxing's eyes, saying, "In other words, in the history of the Wu tribe, is there any stronger than the Twelve Witch Gods, which can be called the existence of the Celestial Master."