Hearing footsteps, the crying in the room soon disappeared.
He knelt down in front of many people, and his figure was more powerful than that of a fire.
"See Lord wizard."
Fire Kui see people, immediately toward Ye Feng kneel down.
"Don't be so restrained all the time. Get up and talk."
Maple leaf is always kneeling with fire, ye Kui is not used to talking.
"It's a joke for Lord wizard."
Huokui wiped away his tears and restrained his expression. The sad expression just now soon disappeared.
Ye Feng walked up to the painting and bowed three times. The dead man was the eldest. Ye Feng performed the courtesy of the younger generation.
Seeing Ye Feng salute his father, huokui has a solemn look on his face. In his eyes, he is more firm in his belief.
Ye Feng is testing him. Huokui will not test Ye Feng any more. If Ye Feng is an evil person, huokui will not follow Ye Feng even if he abandons the belief of the witches.
After these days, Ye Feng is not only pure hearted, but also impeccable to people and things. Whether he is a subordinate or a relative, he is polite. When he should be angry, he will never be soft hearted. When he should be cruel, he will never be kind. When he should be gentle, he is a sunny boy.
"Is this your father?"
After the ceremony, Ye Feng asked huokui.
"Yes." Fire Kui let Ye Feng sit down and talk, always kneeling to talk, he is very uncomfortable.
"To tell you the truth, three years ago, I took my brother with me and went to the demon star region to look for the magic dragon tears. At that time, my father had a bad illness. I didn't expect that when I came back, he was..."
Huo Kui's eyes were moist again. As a child, he paid attention to filial piety. Huo Kui didn't fulfill his filial piety. He felt guilty and couldn't help crying.
"You don't have to blame yourself. Your father certainly doesn't want to see you as you are now. You have to cheer up. This is the best reward for your father."
Ye Feng with a tone of comfort, the pain of the loss of his father, into anyone's heart will not be better.
"Don't worry, Lord voodoo. I'll arrange it tomorrow, and I'll make sure to choose the person who satisfies you."
Huokui gets up his spirits and regains his old look. Ye Feng is right. Cheer up, it's the best reward for his father.
"Lord voodoo, one more thing is urgent. Maybe I need your help."
Fire Kui suddenly thought of a thing, this thing is also unusual.
"Go ahead, please
Ye Feng is very curious, what is the matter, let fire Kui so worried.
"Sorcery!"
Huokui said two words, because he couldn't figure it out, so he could only use magic to describe it.
"Tell me more about it."
Just by the magic word, Ye Feng can't guess anything. I hope huokui can make it clear.
"To tell you the truth, I went to Tianmo Xingyu to save my father. Only magic dragon tears can remove his evil skill. Unfortunately, I came back late."
Huokui's eyes darkened, and after a lot of hard work, he failed to save his father.
"Do you mean that witches still have evil Arts in their bodies?"
If only huokui's father had been sorcered, now that he is dead, huokui doesn't have to say it. It's over.
Since huokui mentioned it, it is certain that the evil arts still exist and even tend to spread.
"Yes, the sorcery has not been eliminated. It is very likely that it was left by the divided sorcerers. The clan leader is very ill. If he is not treated in time, I'm afraid it won't last long."
When huokui came back, he noticed that many young men in the clan were not as healthy as before.
Speaking of this, Ye Feng just reflected why all the witches came out of the witch clan were old and weak. They didn't see that they were young and strong. Did they
Looking at the portrait in the center of the hall, Ye Feng seems to understand that most of those young people died of witchcraft, which led to the rest of the old and young people.
"How can I help you?"
After figuring out the key point, Ye Feng also realized the seriousness of the matter. If things go on like this, within a hundred years, the witch people will wither and die.
"I hope that the LORD God of witchcraft can find out the real cause of witchcraft, so as to thoroughly remove the root, let us witches return to the past, help the God of witchcraft, and recast the glory."
Fire Kui finish, want to kneel down again, saw a leaf maple, had to lower head, did not continue to kneel.
"I will try my best. Since time is urgent, let's go to the patriarch first."
Ye Feng didn't refuse. If the witch clan is strong, it will only do him good, but no harm. Besides, he and the witch clan can't separate from each other.
Tianwu's eye is integrated with himself. When he came in just now, Ye Feng felt that the past was vividly in his mind, as if he had been in his past and present life.
In fact, these are the memories of the eye of witches. They are fused with Ye Feng, so they have hallucinations."OK, let's go now!"
Fire Kui heard Ye Feng agreed, very happy, came out from the hall, found that mother is still sitting in the yard, expression to much better.
"Mother, I want to go out with brother ye, and I can come back in the evening."
Huokui went to his mother and asked for instructions.
"Go Mother stood on tiptoe and touched huokui's head with a look of satisfaction.
The two left the yard soon, and the head of the dynasty rushed there. Time was urgent. The Wu clan had been delayed for thousands of years, so they could not continue to delay.
"Cough..."
As soon as I stepped into the patriarch's yard, I heard bursts of coughing.
"Fire elephant, I come to see the patriarch!"
Outside the patriarch's room stood a young man, who was also the patriarch's son. Seeing huokui coming, he came up directly.
"Go
The celestial sign waved his hand and let them in. The clan leader's health is getting worse day by day. If there is no old clan leader in the Vulcan tribe, he doesn't even know how to develop in the future.
Two people push the door into the room, there is a strong smell of medicine, the old patriarch lying in bed, cough is from the old patriarch's mouth.
See someone come in, the old patriarch reluctantly sit up, with a crutch, trembling out of bed.
"Queer, you're here."
The old patriarch's tone is soft and kind, which makes people not feel disgusted at first sight.
"Patriarch, look who I brought."
Huokui quickly went up to help the old patriarch, and his tone was very mild. The old patriarch was the pillar of the fire god tribe, even a kind of belief. If the old patriarch was gone, the whole fire god tribe would be in a slump.
"Old man, see Lord wizard!"
After the old clan leader got down to the ground, he was ready to kneel down and recognized Ye Feng's identity.
"How do you know?"
Huokui's face is full of doubts. He doesn't tell anyone how the old clan leader knows Ye Feng's identity as a sorcerer.
"By the will of God, even if the ancestors have arrived, the time of the destruction of the witches is also the day of rejuvenation!"
The old clan leader's face glowed red. Outside the village, he felt that Ye Feng had the smell of witchcraft, because the moment Ye Feng appeared, the sorcerer treasure he was wearing had a reaction.
The twelve witches have their own inheritance, which is left by their ancestors. Once they appear, they can feel it.
With that, the old clan leader took out a smooth bone from his arms. He didn't know whose bone it was. It gave off a light luster, and a lot of witchcraft came out of it.
"This is a hand bone left by Zhu Rong, the God of fire. As long as the wizard is born, the hand bone will shine."
The old clan leader's calloused hand gently touches the bone in his hand. The answer is revealed. It turns out that Ye Feng's identity is a hand bone left by Zhu Rong.
Ye Feng's heart is also full of huge waves. Hundreds of millions of years ago, the ancestor of the God of witchcraft and the Twelve Gods of witchcraft, even today, are just divine calculators.
When Ye Feng was in trouble, he even entered the valley of life and death to help the witch family resolve the disaster.
I didn't expect that the calculation was not just about life and death. The Vulcan tribe arrived hundreds of millions of years ago. When the witch clan was destroyed, it was the day of revival.
"Patriarch, what you said is true. It was left by Zhu Rong's ancestors."
Huokui can't believe it. Zhu Rong only has memory. From ancient times to today, there are thousands of years. Even if he is a descendant of Zhu Rong, he has passed on for nearly a hundred generations.
"That's right. After Zhu Rong's ancestor ascended, he cut off a section of his hand bone and used it as the inheritance of the fire god. Only the clan leaders of previous dynasties were qualified to take charge of it."
The old patriarch was helped up by Ye Feng and sat down on the chair with a look of hope.
"I see!"
Fire Kui nodded, understand why the patriarch see Ye Feng a glance, see Ye Feng is the identity of the God of witchcraft.
If it wasn't for Zhu Rong's will, huokui didn't know. The God of witchcraft was standing in front of him.
"Lord sorcerer, you are here at last. There is hope for the revival of our sorcerer clan."
The old patriarch looks much better. Maybe he is happy and in a good mood. His condition seems to have improved a lot.
"Patriarch, I'm here today to see your injury. With the presence of the God of witchcraft, your illness will be relieved."
Huokui changed the topic. The most important thing in front of him is to remove the evil arts from the clan leader. He hopes to eradicate the evil arts completely, so that the witch clan can develop rapidly.
"This old bone of mine will die when it dies. How can I trouble the great God of witchcraft?"
The old clan leader waved his hand, indicating that he was indifferent. Even if he died now, he would not have any regrets. As long as there were witches, would he worry that the witches would not prosper?
"Patriarch, don't talk nonsense. You are the pillar of the Vulcan tribe. Without you, the Vulcan tribe doesn't know how to develop."
The sorcerer is the sorcerer. He is the symbol of the sorcerer. Different from the patriarch, the patriarch is the head of the tribe. Only the patriarch can lead the sorcerer better. The sorcerer is the hope of the sorcerer and the God in their heart.With the God of witchcraft, they have faith and motivation. Only in this way can they be promoted, better developed and inherited.
"Let me see!"
Ye Feng still stood up, went to the old patriarch's front, want to see, in the end is what sorcery, specifically for young and strong youth.
The old clan leader has been in good health since he was young. Suddenly, overnight, his body has changed, day by day. It has a lot to do with this bone of his body that he can support for so many years.
"It's too much trouble for Lord wizard!"
The old patriarch saw Ye Feng carefully examine his body, full of gratitude, and a trace of excitement.
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