Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The next morning, Shao Xuan arrived at the stone house of the witch.

The witch gave him a veterinary scroll describing ten very rare methods of animal drug collection and processing.

Shao Xuan thought that the witch would only show him some medicines at first, but after he had read them all over, the witch asked: "Did you see them? ”

“After watching it, I am confident that I will be able to get the medicine in its entirety if I can meet the animals.” Shao Xuan replied.

“Mm-hmm.” The witch mumbled and said to the man guarding the door, "Don't go in unless it's urgent. ”

Seeing such an attitude from the witch, Shao Xuan also took himself seriously. Looks like the witch has something important to say.

“Sit down. ”

The witch pointed to a short table next to her finger, then took out an unwritten beast roll, and also brought a stone tray with a special paint for the witch.

This…

Shao Xuan probably understood what he meant.

“Do you know how the scroll was drawn?” The witch asked.

“I don't know." Shao Xuan was somewhat confused. Isn't it the only one who can make witch rolls?

Seeing the colour of doubt in Shao Xuan's eyes, the witch hastily said: “The power of totem is not just one power. Flesh and spirit, becoming warriors, is the strengthening of the flesh, and the other, every human being exists, just, not much. ”

“What's the other one?” Shao Xuan asked.

“The power of inheritance, the transmission of spiritual consciousness.” The witch said.

Each witch has enough inheritance in its ability to inherit from the previous witch.

“Since you can read the Scroll and believe and be different from others, you should have more inheritance than others.” The witch said.

“The power of inheritance… what do you think?” Shao Xuan asked.

The witch looked at Shao Xuan and lifted her pine bark fingers, lighting Shao Xuan's eyebrows, “Ask Totem, you will get the answer. ”

Shao Xuan closed his eyes and felt the totem in his head.

Flames bouncing around the corners, no others were seen.

Just when Shao Xuan was confused, a voice of witch appeared in his ear, "Look closely. ”

Shao Xuan continued to observe the totem, precisely to the details.

Suddenly, Shao Xuan looked at the bottom of the flame, those light blue flames.

Flame, not just one layer.

Shao Xuan opened his eyes and probed, “Blue? ”

Witches nod their heads satisfied, as long as they have. As for where Shao Xuan's power of inheritance comes from, the witch does not know, nor does it endure.

“How much?” The witch asked.

Shao Xuan looked at the brush next to him and looked at the witch. "Is that okay? ”

The witch handed over a fine brush.

In Shao Xuan's view, the brush is not sophisticated, it is not very easy to use, no carbonized branches are good to use, but at this time, it is also not good to find carbonized branches. It is still possible to draw a rough picture with such brush.

Shao Xuan did not paint anything on the beast leather roll in front of him, first drawing the general appearance of the totem.

The witch looked at the painting by Shao Xuan and smiled a little deeply. It's good, it's good, it's much better than a lot of people in the tribe. However, the painting of the wizard roll is not good enough, good line painting or not, it has little to do with the wizard roll.

“Here.” Shao Xuan drew a painting somewhere on the flame around the corners, "Is that supposed to be the power of inheritance? ”

“Well, that is indeed the power of inheritance.” The witch is satisfied with the tunnel.

The witch was just about to say something else, just listening to Shao Xuan continue: “And here... and here too... well, there seems to be a little bit here, wait, I'll take a closer look. ”

If the witch is trying to exit, it's stuck.

Shao Xuan couldn't bear to smoke the face of a witch every time he added a pencil.

As Shao Xuan painted more and more, the expression on the face of the witch also became more and more strange, the eyes seemed sad, and there were other emotions, complex.

Someone else might be suspicious, but the witch knows that what Shao Xuan said is true.

So much inheritance, such a gift, he actually has to be a warrior!!

In the present mood, the witch can't help but immediately go and cremate one of her ancestors' fire ponds.

Ancestor Wow, you say, "Why is he not a witch?"

If it was some once slightly grumpy witch, he would probably chase Shao Xuan with a cane and smoke it hard.

Shao Xuan contrasted the blue flame on the totem flame in his head with the one painted on the skin roll of the beast before looking up at the witch: “Well, that's all. ”

That's all? The witch shook the cane in her hand, all emotions, and finally she could only sigh.

Shao Xuan really doesn't feel much. Because these blue flames do make up a small proportion of the flames around the corners. Shao Xuan only heard the witch say that most people don't have much inheritance power, but he doesn't know what kind of standard the witch says “not much” is, which is why he paints them all. If he knew the standard of witchcraft, he would have kept it.

The witch stared at the totem painting on the skin of the beast, which marked the power of inheritance, silently.

When Shao Xuan wondered what was going on with the witch, the witch said in a slightly heavy tone: “Good, so you can paint easier. ”

Shao Xuan listened carefully to him about the method of drawing witch rolls.

“The painting of the Scroll of Witches is actually the power of inheritance, consciousness, and the painting painted, and the three have reached an integrated state. When viewers can use the power of inheritance to integrate with the painting bearing consciousness, they can interact with the painter's consciousness during the year. If they can control it accurately, viewers can even feel the emotions and other feelings of the painter.

The degree to which this kind of sensation can reach has to do with the bottom of the painter's work, as well as the viewer's ability. The deeper the bottom of the painter's work, the stronger the viewer's ability, the clearer the sensation... ”

Witches tell Shao Xuan the truth and want to draw a wizard roll, these must be understood.

When the witch almost said it, Shao Xuan also wrote it down and understood it almost. He picked up the pen again and started painting the first wizard roll.

People who first paint a scroll of witchcraft practice by transcribing it first. Because transcribing pictures on a scroll can have a conscious guiding force that makes transcribing people easier.

Shao Xuan carefully looked at a diagram on a witch roll before focusing all his attention on the beast roll on the table in front of him.

The moment before he raised his hand and touched the skin of the animal, Shao Xuan had mobilized the power of inheritance in his body, according to the witch, pencil!

At this moment, Shao Xuan will dedicate all his inheritance power, all his energy, to the only point touched by the tip of the pen, immerse himself in this sole goal, follow the guide of consciousness on the original witch roll and start to move the pen slowly.

After the painting, Shao Xuan was already sweating, almost exhausting all his strength, feeling a sense of disintegration, breathing heavily.

And look at the scroll, just a small circle.

Lifting her sleeves and wiping her sweat, Shao Xuan felt emotional: the wizard scroll painting was so difficult, it was just a pen, it even seemed like a simple circle, but from the beginning it was difficult to write a pen, full of hardship.

Sure, or is the inheritance insufficient? Shao Xuanyin thought to himself.

If the witch knew what Shao Xuan was thinking at this moment, she would probably be unable to help herself with the crutches. When he started transcribing, he paused three times in the middle just a little bit. Even the witches of the past could do very little if the first time he made a next payment like Shao Xuan.