Three more days passed, Yu Chen, who was practicing on Linggui Island, felt the power of the rising turtle tribe. He came to the altar and activated the two pearls on the yin and yang fish eyes. His mind was empty, carrying the turtle nature and snake nature, rising into the air, turning into the power of Xuanwu, watching the turtle witch leading the tribe's residents and dancing around a ball of flames.

The people of the Turtle Tribe held hands one by one, three circles inside and three circles outside surrounded the flames. At the innermost layer of the crowd, there were a group of ragged people. Most of them were teenagers and women, and only a few were young and middle-aged.

These people knelt there with their eyes dazed, holding various things carrying the breath of firebird totem in their hands. Under the instructions of the turtle witch, they threw them into the fire.

Yuchen saw all this in his eyes. He knew that this was something that all tribes must go through. However, in the past, he was standing in the position of a wizard and instructing people to do this, but now he is standing in the position of a totem.

In Yu Chen's eyes, as the flames burned, the spirituality of the firebird totem gradually emerged on these burned things.

These spiritualities still retain a little bit of wisdom, condensed into shape with the help of flames, and then quickly fled to the side, but there were already people from the Turtle Tribe standing around, singing and dancing, praising Yuchen and Linggui.

Under the guidance of the sacrificial ritual, the power of the wishes turned into a faint light curtain, firmly tying the spirituality of the firebird totem among the crowd.

After several escapes failed, the firebird returned to the flames again and waited for the opportunity.

Yu Chen smiled, and with a moving belief, the burning fire suddenly burst into flames, suppressing and crushing the spirit of the firebirds in it, turning into broken spirituality, integrating into the flames of the altar around his body, enhancing the transparent flamebirds in the flames.

After the last thing was burned, Yuchen controlled the water vapor in Bishui Lake, destroyed the flames, and outlined a picture of a spirit turtle devouring the firebird. The residents of the turtle tribe let go of their hands, holding weapons and food, and cheering constantly. Several people in the Firebird tribe had their originally dull eyes slightly wet, but they dared not take any other actions.

Accompanied by the cheers of Yuchen and Linggui's power, the barrier of vows that were originally bound around began to evaporate and sublimate on the residents of the Turtle Tribe, gathering around Yuchen's spirituality, forming a mist.

He raised his hand and waved it, and except for some more complicated vows that remained in the Tai Chi diagram and were ground by the power of water and fire, the pure part flowed towards the spiritual pool below.

When part of the spirituality flows through the firebird, it also stays for a moment, allowing this spirituality to devour part of the power of wishes.

"Next..."

Yu Chen's spirituality lowered his head, and inspired a wave of inspiration from the spiritual pool, and merged into the shadow of the black turtle. Suddenly, the black witch shadow, which could hardly be seen in the red snake, appeared in front of the turtle tribe, and opened his mouth and let out a breath of cold air.

There was no freezing at all where this cold air passed, but it gave people a feeling of coldness that was frozen to the heart. Strangely, the residents of the Turtle Tribe who were bathed in the cold air showed an expression of enjoyment, and some people also had turtle patterns on their bodies, constantly absorbing the flowing cold currents, and new patterns were derived.

People in the Firebird Tribe showed a painful expression, and a young man's pattern appeared on his body, emitting a slight red light to resist the cold currents that continued to gather around him.

Seeing this scene, both the Turtle Witch and some residents of the Turtle Tribe showed disgust and even anger.

However, the cold wave was still continuing to wash away the people in the Firebird Tribe, and Turtle Witch and others did not do any unnecessary actions.

Yu Chen saw all this in his eyes, not caring very much. He carefully stripped out the last spirituality of the firebird totem from these people's bodies, and filled the breath of the spirit turtle into the bodies of these people.

Finally, with Yu Chen's inhalation, the spirit of the firebirds in these human bodies fell into the flames of the altar beside him.

"Totem has accepted you, and from then on you will be our companions of the Turtle Tribe."

The Turtle Witch looked at the young man who originally lived in the firebird pattern. At this time, the patterns on his body had been replaced by the pale white turtle pattern, which meant that Yu Chen accepted him. As the representative of the totem, the Turtle Witch naturally would not show disgust for the youth. After giving the youth some comfort, she reignited the flames.

Then, he carefully took out a piece of tortoise shell that had been prepared long ago, put the tortoise shell in the flames, and he stood beside the flames and started the ancient sacrificial dance.

On the other hand, Yu Chen on Linggui Island also took out the golden light and danced an ancient dance on the altar. Compared with the somewhat stiff movements of the turtle witch, Yu Chen's movements were holy, and every move was full of ancient aura.

This kind of holiness and ancientness is actually not that Yu Chen's actions are more standard than the turtle witch, but that it is the gap in the spiritual level between the two. Instead, in the past two years, Yu Chen has taken over the authority of this place, which is equivalent to the earth god here.

His spiritual realm has made great progress in the process of driving authority again and again. Many true meanings related to wind and rain in the Earth Demon Dharma have been activated one after another, and the true meaning of asking for immortality has also been strengthened in the process of driving authority again and again.

Under the influence of multiple factors, Yu Chen's witchcraft realm has improved rapidly, and has once again surpassed the immortal cultivation level. According to past calculations, Yu Chen is now equivalent to a real great wizard.

Now, with his dance, all the spirituality of the Linggui Island, Bishui Lake, and even the land around the Turtle Tribe has begun to be active, jump, and ask about the good and bad of this battle in the world.

With the Turtle Tribe as the core, the spiritual fluctuations continued to expand outward. Kun Dao, who was wearing white clothes in the ink, raised his head and looked at the direction where Yu Chen was: "This level of spiritual fluctuation and the influence of sacrifices, is this guy really a fairy monk, not a great wizard who is proficient in sacrifices?"

‘Is he a monk of immortality and our relationship with us? The higher his attainments in the witchcraft, the more he can help the little guy regain his spirituality. If he can't tell the difference, he will return to heaven and earth for at most two or three hundred years. Wouldn't we just go and take the little guy back?’ A young man wearing a red dress and outlined the Li Gua, with red hair like a burning look unhappy.

Waving his hand and dispelling the water vapor around him, he looked at the five figures beside him and said, "How long will I stay here? When will I go back?"

‘Wait a little longer!’ A young man in a green robe next to him smiled. He raised his hand and rolled up a breeze and fell on a pearl, which showed the Qian hexagram.
Chapter completed!