The Caveman Made Me Awesome

The drums are getting faster and faster, and the clan song is getting more and more passionate.

Mu Qing and Wan Lun were sweating like rain, their bulging muscles were covered with a smooth layer of oil, and their naked upper bodies were red as if they had been scorched by fire.

With the drum beat and the clan singing, Ye Xi closed his eyes, raised his face slightly in the direction of Bei Chenxing, and then began to chant.

Profound and obscure shaman language was spit out in a peculiar rhythm.

This is Ye Xi's first time reciting the shaman language, but he seems to have recited it thousands of times after receiving the inheritance of the ancestral shaman, without a trace of stagnation.

In the sky and the earth, green rays of light that others could not see poured into Ye Xi's body like a vortex, and the magic power in the body gradually accumulated more and more.

When he felt that it was almost the same, Ye Xi suddenly waved the bone staff, and pointed the head of the stick to the log pile.

--boom!

I saw a one-meter-high white flame suddenly burst from the log pile! The flames were burning fiercely.

Ye Xi was a little surprised.

How can this flame be so high? He remembered that when Tu Shanwu first started the fire, the flame was only the size of a palm, and it swayed in the wind, looking like it could be extinguished at any time. Why does he look so strong?

No matter what the reason is, let's talk about the presiding of the big sacrifice first. Ye Xi calmed down, turned his attention back to the shaman language, and recited the blessing chanting.

With the mysterious witch language, a layer of white light shrouded everyone in the Xia tribe, and the white light became more and more intense, almost turning into substance.

Seeing this, Ye Xi's eyebrows jumped again.

He remembered that there was only a hazy white light when Tu Shanwu was blessing, but the light was so strong when he read it! This can be used for lighting if you enter the cave!

With the white light, all the scars and dark diseases on the body of the Xia tribe gradually melted away, and their bodies returned to their healthiest state, while Mu Qing and Wan Lun, who were exhausted from beating the drums, regained their strength, and the sound of the drums even became Louder!

Ye Xi observed them all the time and felt that they were almost recovered, so he stopped the blessing of the witch chant.

The next step is the most critical step - awakening the warriors!

There are thirty-nine reserve soldiers preparing to awaken this time. Ye Xi was ready to come in batches, so he first waved his hand to let five reserve soldiers come over.

The five reserve soldiers were both male and female, and even Duan Ling, who had just turned ten years old.

Even though Duanling is young, he is actually the best in physical fitness among all the reserve fighters, and he has the highest chance of successfully awakening.

The five reserve soldiers took a deep breath and stood beside the blazing white flames. As Ye Xi had instructed before, they held the beast core and stuck it to their hearts.

After Ye Xi waited for them to make their moves, his face became solemn, and he raised his arms facing Bei Chenxing, and then sang the shaman language aloud, with a grand and desolate aura blowing towards him.

hum-

The space trembled slightly.

Between Ye Xi's eyebrows suddenly appeared a grain of rice-sized, vague, white light like a tribal totem, and the whole person looked sacred and mysterious.

Roar! ! !

The phantom of the black-scaled tiger roaring suddenly appeared out of thin air on the drum!

The phantom of this savage beast is so real, it's almost like standing on a drum and arrogant.

All the people of the Xia tribe were startled, including Mu Qing and Wan Lun who were hammering the drums, the drums and singing stopped without realizing it. Ye Xi, who was chanting the mantra, frowned invisibly. But fortunately, all the Xia tribesmen immediately connected the drums and singing the next moment.

Ye Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and after reciting the Shaman language, he held the bone staff and pointed straight at the fire!

Whoops!

The flame suddenly soared, and the flame body jumped three meters high. The white flame flame body is now taller than a person, and the firewood underneath can hardly be seen.

Ye Xi recited the witch script to the five reserve soldiers and began to help them wake up.

With the sound of Wu Chan, the beast core that was attached to the skin gradually turned into water and melted into the heart. The expressions of the five reserve soldiers became more and more painful, and the blue veins burst out.

Finally, he couldn't help crying.

Ye Xi sighed softly in his heart. He had personally experienced awakening, and of course he knew how painful it was. It was as if a red-hot iron was scalding his heart.

Although he is sympathetic, he is helpless, because this is a necessary process, and if you want to break through the cocoon and become a butterfly, you must get through it yourself.

One of the reservists who howled the most was a woman and the mother of a two-year-old. She is very thin, and because of hunger and hard work all the year round, her arms are as thin as reed sticks, and it looks like they can be broken if they are broken.

The woman was in so much pain, she rolled all over the floor, her face twisted, her throat roared like a wild beast, her body was covered in mud, and she looked embarrassed.

There was a trace of unbearableness in Ye Xi's eyes.

He knew that this woman would not be able to hold on any longer. Her physique was the worst of all, so the process of integrating the beast core into the body to transform the body was the most tragic. And there was only one result that she couldn't hold on, and that was death.

dong dong dong! dong dong!

Mu Qing and Wan Lun hammered the big drum with all their might, almost wielding the bone hammer with their lives.

The clansmen also sang clan songs desperately with their thick necks, trying to help the reserve soldiers, the roaring song shocked all the birds in the sky.

"...The head hanging down from the dead bones, which belief is it looking up to!

With a roar, the blood and unyielding heart rekindled the fire..."

The blue veins on the woman's forehead burst out, and her hands like chicken feet dig deep into the soil. After a click, her molar was abruptly bitten by her. She lay on the ground, covered in blood, and sang along between her teeth word by word: "In my heart, there is a rock... stone, no, I can... shake……"

"I... have it in my heart, the light of the sky, can't... be wiped out!"

She was panting and singing out of tune, her face still contorted with pain, but she didn't die after all, she survived like a tough guy.

Ye Xi's eyes were slightly hot.

When teaching the songs of the Xia tribe, Ye Xi told them the story of the Xia Cangzu witch he saw in the fantasy.

After hearing this, the Xia tribe people were greatly shocked. They felt that their current state of desolation had ruined the glory of their ancestors. Therefore, none of the thirty-nine reservists who had been selected in the preliminary election flinched. Women and children were all the same, and they all tried their best to save them. The spine of the Xia tribe was straightened again.

Ye Xi recited the incantation while estimating the progress. Knowing that he was almost done, he waved his bone staff and made a tickling motion at the white blazing flame.

The flames immediately rose into the air and turned into five springs that flowed towards the five reserve soldiers.

As soon as the white spring of fire poured into their bodies, their pain immediately eased a lot, and their hideous expressions became calmer and calmer.

As time passed, the first warrior who successfully awakened stood up from the ground, followed by the second, the third...

Among them, Duanling was the last one to stand up. As a warrior, he looked at his hands with novelty, threw his fists, and then looked provocatively at the same group of awakened warriors as him, eager to try, as if he really wanted to fight. shelf.

Ye Xi smiled slightly, didn't give him this chance, and said to the crowd: "Ten more reserve soldiers come up."

It was very easy to help five reserve soldiers awaken. He knew that he underestimated his own strength. In order to save time, he simply awakened ten people at once.

...

As the last soldier stood up from the ground, all the reserve soldiers of the Xia tribe were awakened this time.

All the Xia tribesmen were very excited.

The tribe gave birth to thirty-nine warriors at once, a total of thirty-nine warriors!

But despite the excitement, the drummers were still beating the drums, and those singing the clan songs were still singing the clan songs, without the slightest slack. Ye Xi stood by the fire and made a stop gesture to them.

The drums and singing suddenly disappeared.

Ye Xi also stopped chanting, and then faced Bei Chenxing and raised his bone staff to it.

There was silence all around.

The green energy that only witches can see poured into the bone staff frantically, the white mark on Ye Xi's eyebrows glowed brightly, and the totem brand became clear.

With a snort, the white flames in the fire suddenly soared, and then exploded in all directions with a bang, turning into clumps of fine flames!

Looking at the small white meteor-like flames that fell from the sky, excited and excited smiles appeared on the faces of the Xia tribesmen. They spread their arms, spinning, and jumping to meet these white flames.

A lot of white flames fell on the surrounding flame-patterned ferns, and the flame-patterned ferns swayed and absorbed these flames. The lava-like lines on the leaves flickered, and the whole fern seemed to become greener. brighter.

"Hahaha..." The cheerful laughter kept echoing in the open space.

In the crowd, Ye Xi, leaning on a bone staff, smiled slowly as he looked at the festive crowd.

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