The 30th place is pretty good... not bad for my leg hair!
The thirty-six tribes of the Fire Tribe are ranked 30th, which is already the bottom of the bottom. They can’t even make it into the top ten of the Fire Tribe, how dare they call themselves the Fire Tribe?
Jiang Wang asked as calmly as possible: "How many tribes are there in Fulu?"
"How can you tell clearly?" Qinghuo Qiming's voice sounded very proud: "Our floating land is vast and boundless, and we have countless tribes."
"Didn't you say that there are only hundreds of tribes fighting against each other?" Jiang Wang's tone became increasingly helpless.
"That's because only the top 100 tribes are eligible to enter the life and death chess game, so it's said that hundreds of tribes are competing." Qinghuo Qiming waved his hand: "You don't even know how big Fulu is!"
Jiang Wang asked quietly: "So among the hundreds of tribes that have entered the chess of life and death, where can you rank?"
He comforted himself, maybe the thirty-six tribes of the Fire Tribe were all particularly strong? It was not impossible that they all entered the top 100... maybe, maybe, probably, there was a chance, right?
He is really not a person who is good at lying to himself.
"Uh." Qinghuo Qiming realized the embarrassment again at this time and considered his words: "If you are the chess master this time, it would be okay to rank more than ten people..."
Without me, you wouldn’t even be ranked, right?
Jiang Wang originally thought that although this was a huge pit, he could still jump up with his strength.
But when I jumped down, I realized that this was a fucking abyss!
"Okay." Jiang Wang sighed: "Where are the chess players, chess players, and chess pawns you prepared for me? We have to start training now. We all need to get used to each other first."
Warriors who are not extraordinary may not necessarily be unable to achieve extraordinary combat power by combining military formations and the like. In the chess of life and death, it can be regarded as a boost.
As Chong Xuan Sheng said, everyone has his own usage.
"Um..." Qinghuo Qiming changed the topic very bluntly: "Let's go to some green tea first?"
Jiang Wang then knew.
They didn't even prepare their chess players, chess players, and chess pawns...
I just hope that "Point Star General" will be successful if I co-author it.
How big of a heart does this Qinghuo Ministry have?
"You should be anxious!" Jiang Wang said angrily.
"Go right away, go right away." Qinghuo Qiming coaxed, "Let's go to the Huo Temple right now."
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"Dianqing" means "tattoo", which is the prerequisite step to give the totem power.
To put it simply, the fire totem of the Fire Department is tattooed on the body first. Then Wu Zhu uses the power of his own totem as a guide to inject the power of the totem into it.
The Fire Temple is a building owned by the thirty-six tribes of the Uriku Fire Tribe. It is the most important place for the Fire Tribe, and it is also the place where the shamans practice and live.
Regarding the novel power system of Totem Power, Jiang Wang was cautious and refused to accept it directly.
Even a previously unknown power system might be able to bring him new strength.
After repeated exchanges with Qinghuo Qiming and seeing with his own eyes the "Fire Totem" on several Qinghuo tribesmen, he finally had some understanding of this power.
If you have to make an analogy, in Jiang Wang's understanding, the power of totem is more similar to the formation pattern. The principle is to form extraordinary power by calling on external forces. The difference is that the formation pattern often mobilizes the power of heaven and earth, and the totem power
Force is not purely external force, but also comes from the inside out.
After understanding it, there seems to be no problem. It is just a kind of power and does not have any meaning given to it by the user.
But Jiang Wang still asked cautiously: "Can the totem on my body be erased?"
Qinghuo Qiming, who returned to the Huo Temple, had already taken off the exaggerated mask that belonged to Wu Zhu and placed it on the altar.
The skin is slightly dark, but the teeth are very white.
There are no red lines on his face, but a flame-shaped tattoo on his forehead, which is red in color and looks very vivid.
Hearing Jiang Wang's topic, he was stunned.
"Who would want to erase the totem? Most people can't ask for it!" Qinghuo Qiming realized after finishing speaking that the person in front of him was not from the floating land, and he did not have a deep understanding of the meaning of the totem. He had other ideas.
It's also normal.
So he replied: "Yes. But it also needs Wu Zhu to preside over it. Generally, to punish the clan members who do evil, Wu Zhu will preside over the abandonment of the totem. It is not difficult, and it is much simpler than giving the totem. Because the power of the totem is Wu Zhu
If the borrowing ceremony is used to 'borrow' the totem's origin, the 'return' should also be presided over by the shaman."
Jiang Wang nodded and asked again: "Which fire god is worshiped in your fire temple?"
Qinghuo Qiming suddenly said angrily: "We don't sacrifice to any gods. What we sacrifice is fire. What we worship is fire. It's just fire."
It turns out to be the original belief.
For those who respect the original belief, the so-called "gods" in the original realm are more like "thieves" than some supreme existence.
Asking them which fire god they were worshiping was almost insulting. No wonder Qinghuo Qiming was angry.
"I'm sorry." Jiang Wang admitted his mistake honestly: "I am new to this world and I don't know many things. I have no intention of hurting your beliefs."
Jiang Wang's attitude was very sincere, and what he said was indeed true.
Qinghuo Qiming didn't want to worry about it anymore and asked in a low voice: "Where do you want me to do some greening?"
Jiang Wangdao: "Back it."
"I'm going to get some green utensils." Qinghuo Qiming stood up and walked into the fire temple.
Jiang Wang had already looked at this fire temple before, and now that he had time, he couldn't help but take a closer look.
Most of the buildings in the Fire Festival are simple and simple, and this fire temple is not gorgeous either. But whether it is the seats, the altar, or the walls, they are all painted with various strange fire beasts.
Some were like sheep and dogs, but more of the fire beasts were completely unfamiliar to Jiang Wang, and he couldn't find any that matched them.
Jiang Wang had known for a long time that the present world was not the only world. The source world of the Forest Sea, including the unknown world belonging to the sea of sand where the Yin Yuan Star shined, were all different worlds.
But only the floating land world we are in now seems to have a more peculiar structure.
He vaguely felt that if the "world" was also divided into levels, leaving aside the current world, the floating land should be higher than the forest sea source world and the sand sea.
This also means that... the limit of power in this world may be higher than that in that world. From this, it can be deduced that the strongest person on the floating land should be stronger than Granny Xiaofan.
As the only priest of the Senhai Saint Clan, Granny Xiaofan should be the strongest person in the Senhai Origin Realm besides Yan Xiao.
Jiang Wang didn't know her true combat power, he just felt it was unfathomable. But conservatively estimated, it shouldn't be lower than the divine level.
After all, Jiang Wang has also come into contact with powerful people, and in his intuition, Granny Xiaofan is not weak at that level.
In the world of Floating Land, the middle-aged man with eight red lines painted on his face, Qinghuo Gaozao, should be the strongest person in the Qinghuo Department.
If I have a chance, I want to test what level his strength is. Jiang Wang thought.
The bizarre world made him curious and full of the joy of exploration. The collision of different power systems gave him a deeper insight into his own practice.
Putting aside hatred and facing the pressure of worldly affairs, cultivation itself is a pursuit with infinite fun.
That child back then set out on his own to study at the Taoist Temple in the City, wasn't it because of his yearning for spiritual practice?
At this time, Qinghuo Qiming came over with a wooden box painted in black and red, walked to the seat, and sat opposite Jiang Wang.
"Back up, back up," he said.
Jiang Wang then took off his shirt, turned around, and sat with his back to Qinghuo Qiming.
He sat very straight, with his spine like a sword, the hilt of the sword resting on his waist, and the tip of the sword touching the sky.
Qinghuo Qiming glanced at it and ignored the scars describing his battle experience. The first thing he saw was the white lotus blooming at the point where Jiang Wang's cervical vertebra and spine were connected.
