Chapter 253 (1/2)

The drum beat is more and more urgent, and the folk song is more and more exciting.

MuQing and wanlun are sweating like rain, their bulging muscles are covered with a layer of bright oil, and their naked upper body is as red as if burned by fire.

With the drumbeat and folk song, ye Xi closed his eyes, raised his face slightly in the direction of the North Star, and then began to recite.

The profound and obscure witch language is constantly spewed out in a peculiar rhythm.

This is the first time ye Xi recited the witchcraft language, but he seems to have read it thousands of times without any sense of stagnation.

Between heaven and earth, wisps of invisible green light rushed into Ye Xi's body like a whirlpool, and his body gradually accumulated more and more magic power.

After feeling almost the same, ye Xi suddenly waved his bone stick and pointed slightly at the log pile.

Boom!

A white flame of one meter high suddenly rose from the log pile! The fire was blazing, extremely vigorous.

Ye Xi was a little surprised.

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

No matter what the reason is, let's finish the ceremony first. Ye Xi settled his mind, put his attention back on the witch language and read the blessing witch chant.

With the mysterious witchcraft language, all the people of Xia tribe were covered with a layer of white light, and the white light became more and more intense, almost to be turned into substance.

Seeing this, ye Xi's eyebrows jumped again.

He remembered that when Tu Shanwu blessing, there was only a layer of hazy white light, but when he read it, the light was so strong! If you go into the cave, you can use it for lighting!

With the white light, the scars and hidden diseases accumulated on their bodies gradually disappeared, and their bodies returned to the most healthy state. MuQing and wanlun, who were exhausted from beating drums and drums, regained their strength, and the drum beat even became louder!

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

The next step is to awaken the soldiers!

There were thirty-nine reserve soldiers ready to wake up this time. Ye Xi prepared to come in batches, so he first beckoned for five reserve soldiers to come over.

The five reserve soldiers have men and women, and even duanling, who has just turned ten years old.

Although duanling is young, he is actually the most physically competent of all the reserve soldiers, and has the highest probability of success in awakening.

Five reserve soldiers took a deep breath and stood beside the blazing white flame. As ye Xizhi had ordered before, they held the fierce beast's core in their hands and stuck it to their heart.

Ye Xi, after they had finished their movements, turned to face the North Star, opened his arms, and then sang the magic language aloud. There was a magnificent and desolate breath on his face.

Hum -

the space vibrates slightly.

At the center of Ye Xi's eyebrows suddenly appeared the white light of the size of rice grains, vaguely like a tribal totem. The whole person looked sacred and mysterious.

Roar!!!

On the drum, the shadow of black scale tiger's roar appeared out of thin air!

The virtual shadow of this fierce beast is so real that it is like standing on the surface of a drum.

All the Xia tribesmen were startled, including MuQing and wanlun, who were hammering and drumming. Ye Xi, who was chanting the mantra, frowned imperceptibly. Fortunately, all the Xia tribesmen immediately picked up the drums and songs.

Ye Xi breathed a sigh of relief. After reading the witchcraft language, he held a bone stick and pointed straight at the fire!

Whoa!

The flame suddenly soared, and the body of the flame soared three meters high. Now the body of the white flame is even bigger than a person, and the firewood under it can hardly be seen.

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

With the witch chanting, the fierce animal's core close to the skin gradually turns into water and melts into the heart. The five reserve soldiers' expressions become more and more painful. Their veins burst out one by one, and finally they can't help but howl.

Ye Xi sighed in his heart. He had experienced the awakening himself, and of course he knew how painful it was. It was as if there was a burning iron burning on his heart. The pain was so painful that he wanted to die immediately to end the pain.

Although he sympathizes with him, he can do nothing, because this is a necessary process. If he wants to break through the cocoon and become a butterfly, he has to go through it by himself.