"Quick, quick, come out, come out, Lord Spiritual Master is coming."
Xing Zhao's loud voice echoed throughout the tribe.
"What? Lord Spiritual Master is really coming?"
A wizard asked with surprise on his face.
"Lord Xing Zhao, you can't lie to witches!"
"Yes, yes, Master Xing Zhao, you cannot lie to witches. Witches who lie to witches will be whipped!"
A little witch was shouting.
Xing Zhao's face darkened and he cursed, "You shaman bastards who don't have all their hair are still questioning me? Can I, Xing Zhao, tell lies?
The clan leader personally went to invite the Spirit Master. The Spirit Master has already agreed to come to our Xingtian Department. Why don’t you witch bastards pack things up quickly?
But you can’t be rude in front of the Spirit Master. The clan leader sent a message saying that even Master Chi You was beaten to the ground by the Spirit Master when he came to trouble him!"
"ah?!"
The witches opened their mouths wide, their eyes widened, and were so shocked that they could not speak.
Lord Chi You was beaten to the ground by Lord Lingzun? This is something even their clan leader cannot do!
Seeing the reactions of the witches, Xing Zhao nodded with satisfaction.
God knows how shocked he was when he heard the news. Lord Chi You was notoriously tyrannical among the magical people of the Wu Clan, but the Spirit Master beat Chi You unconscious. It was scary to think about it.
"Go quickly!"
"oh oh!"
The witches came to their senses and went about their work in a panic.
Or blow away the dust cobwebs with a breath of wind evil power; or chop down the messy old trees with an ax; or jump into the river to wash away the dirt...
Xing Zhao sometimes walked here and looked there, instructing the witches to clean up the tribe; sometimes he looked at this witch and that witch, and helped them straighten their animal skins.
After a while, the dirty Xingtian Department took on a new look.
After finishing cleaning up, Xing Zhao led the witches and waited eagerly at the entrance of the tribe.
"Xingche, what do you think Master Lingzun looks like?"
"I've never seen the Spirit Master, how do I know?"
"Let me tell you, Master Lingzun must be hundreds of thousands of feet tall. His arms are thicker than Master Xingtian's waist. He can kill a Warcraft King with one punch!"
"What you said is wrong, I think it's a million feet!"
"You're not right. Lord Lingzun must be tens of millions of feet tall, as tall as... there is... as tall as Lord Houtu!"
"What you said is wrong, I am right!"
"I'm right, you're wrong!"
The little guys were quarreling with each other, blushing and discussing the spiritual master they had not yet met, and almost started to fight.
Xing Zhao and the elders of the clan listened happily and did not try to stop him. They were happy to see Xiao Wu having such vitality.
In the corner, there are several shamans sitting. Their faces are a bit decadent, but at this moment they are looking into the distance expectantly. They will get better when the spiritual master comes.
"Eh? Here we come!"
Xing Zhao had the best eyesight, and he saw a figure approaching Xing Tianbu in the distance.
"It's the patriarch!"
"It's the patriarch!"
As they got closer, the little guys saw clearly the figure. It was Xing Tian carrying a big axe!
"Where is the spiritual master? Where is the spiritual master?"
"Look, it's over there!"
Xing Che pointed at the sword light behind Xing Tian and vaguely saw a figure standing in the sword light.
The witches looked and saw the spiritual master.
It's just that the spirit master is neither hundreds of thousands of feet tall nor millions of feet tall. He is only as tall as an ordinary young man from the Wu clan.
The little guys looked at each other, a little disappointed, and then became excited again.
"Spirit Master is really powerful. With such a high level, he can defeat Master Chi You!"
"Yes, the Spirit Master is really powerful!"
Xing Zhao and the witches smiled knowingly, these little guys~
When Mingyu came to the Xingtian Department, he saw a group of shamans of all sizes who were simply dressed but extremely neat. He also looked at the dusty Xingtian and the wild Xing Ming, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.
"good!"
His first impression of Xingtianbu was very good.
The little witches from the Xingtian Department hid behind the big witch and secretly observed Mingyu. When they saw Mingyu smiling, they laughed too.
Xing Tian heard the sound and grinned. He encouraged Xing Zhao with his eyes: "Well done!"
Xing Zhao was inspired by the patriarch and his spirits were lifted.
He enthusiastically led his tribe to greet Mingyu.
"Hello, Lord Lingzun, I am Xing Zhao."
"Hello, Lord Lingzun, I am Xing Che."
"Hello, Lord Lingzun, I am Xing Yu."
"My name is……"
All the witches greeted Mingyu together, and Mingyu responded one by one.
After the clan members finished greetings, Xing Tian coughed, took out the clan leader's coercion and ordered:
"How can you let the guests stand at the door? Why don't you welcome the spirit master in!"
"yes!"
The witches responded and happily welcomed Mingyu into the tribe.
Xing Zhao is responsible for introducing the tribe to Mingyu,
Walking to an open space, there are all kinds of wizards and soldiers.
"Lord Spirit Master, this is our training ground."
"This is where the kids play."
"This is where we discuss matters."
…
Mingyu, surrounded by the witches, walked around and nodded from time to time.
After walking around Xingtianbu for a long time, Mingyu had a better impression of Xingtianbu.
The shamans, big and small, are very enthusiastic and sincere, and the whole tribe is very neat and pleasing to the eye!
This brand-new Xingtian tribe made the patriarch Xingtian dumbfounded. He is now falling into self-doubt.
"Is this still my Xingtian Department?"
Finally, everyone walked back to the meeting hall.
"How do you feel, Lord Spirit?" Xing Tian looked straight at Mingyu, and all the witches also looked over.
Mingyu responded sincerely, "Very good, I'm very satisfied!"
He was referring to the witches of the Xingtian tribe, and also to the thoughts of these witches.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Xing Tian went straight to the point, "I wonder when the spiritual master will start building the spiritual land?"
"You can do it now!" Mingyu replied.
"Oh, wait a while...what? Can you do it now?" Xing Tian was overjoyed.
Mingyu nodded, "I just don't know, does the Xingtian Clan leader want the spiritual land I built, or does he want a sacrificial land belonging to your tribe?"
Xingtian was stunned for a moment, a little confused, "I, Xingtian, am a rough man and don't know how to beat around the bush. Please speak clearly, Lord Spirit."
Mingyu said bluntly, "The spiritual land I built is just like the previous spiritual lands. I choose a place in your Xingtian Department, transform it into Taoist soil, plant Taoist trees, open a lotus pond, and select spiritual beasts;
To establish your clan's sacrificial place is to select your clan members as priests, and then use the method of spiritual sacrifice that is consistent with your clan's, to transform your clan's evil spirits."
Xingtian and the other shamans stared at each other. Isn't this all about turning evil spirits? They didn't understand the difference.
Seeing this, Mingyu could only speak more clearly, "When the spiritual land is built, the person who presides over the spiritual land is not your clan; when the sacrificial land is built, your clan will take charge of it after I authorize it!"
"This..." The eyes of Xing Tian and the clan elders shone, taking charge of their own family? What a great relationship!
The problem of heart evil is a secret of the witch clan. It is of course the best if the spiritual place or sacrificial place to cure the heart evil is in your own hands!
Xingtian and the clan elders stood up and worshiped: