In the hut, Xuan Weizi left his calm state and sat cross-legged, carefully recalling the information about the indigenous people that he had heard through the bird scouts.
Of course, the natives of the New World have their own language. Although the bird scouts cannot be used to "understand the language", Xuanweizi uses the bird scouts to extend his spiritual induction to observe the communication between the two natives, thereby "translating" it into something he can understand.
Information.
"It seems that I have made some progress recently. The bird scouts can not only become like real birds, but also will not be noticed to have magic fluctuations." Xuan Weizi touched his chin and thought: "And if it wasn't like this
, those two natives won’t talk to each other at ease, and it will be difficult for me to find out the information... Flood? That totem guardian should be a spell caster called the Spirit Messenger by the empire."
Xuan Weizi has long been curious about spirit messengers. According to the mages, these spirit messengers can control spirits and cast various strange spells - they can even be classified as ancient witchcraft.
As for the so-called spirits, Xuan Weizi once thought they were ghosts and other things, so he once guessed that the spirit messengers were the folk wizards he had seen in his previous life who asked ghosts to dance with the gods. However, he later had several fights with the indigenous people and discovered that the so-called spirits
It is not the soul of the dead, but some kind of special natural spirit.
The natural spirit itself has no specific form. Its form is shaped by the tribe's beliefs over the ages. Through the guidance and communication of the spirit messenger, it in turn protects the tribe.
Therefore, spirits cannot be simply estimated by quantity. They can be scattered individuals or gathered into a whole, but most of them will not exceed the scope of tribal belief and worship. Xuan Weizi guessed that the source of spirits should be similar to the original totem belief.
, but in this world, primitive totem beliefs and spirits form a good interaction, and those who maintain this interaction are spirit messengers. These spellcasters naturally become the leaders or important figures of the tribe.
More importantly, although the natives of the New World were promoted by the empire in various forms as a backward, ignorant, and barbaric race, according to the information just discovered, the natives also learned and progressed rapidly during the invasion, and even used tree bark to
Fiber creates enchanted armor similar to body armor.
In this comparison, Chaidui Town has no obvious advantage. Xuan Weizi is also glad that Sir Salemi did not say that he would take the initiative to attack out of enthusiasm, otherwise in the environment of high mountains and dense forests, everyone may not be good at ambush.
Aboriginal opponents.
"The current situation is that the opponent's spirit envoy seems to be preparing a large-scale spell to launch a storm and flood to directly destroy Chaidui Town, thus completely dismantling the defenses here." Xuan Weizi closed his eyes,
The topographic outline of the area around Chai Dui Town naturally comes to mind.
Since refining the bird scouts, Xuan Weizi has kept them patrolling and reconnaissance, keeping the surrounding terrain in mind.
The area where Chaidui Town is located is generally higher in the west and lower in the east. Two streams flow out from the mountains to the west and then merge in a relatively flat area. Chaidui Town is built in the area between the two streams to ensure easy access to water.
If the spirit messenger wants to launch a flood, it will inevitably flow down the stream from the west, enveloping the sand to form a mudslide and destroy the walls of Chai Dui Town. If there are storms, rain and snow at the same time, Chai Dui Town, which is stuck in the mud, will immediately lose most of its resistance.
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"The amount of water has indeed become smaller. Does the spirit messenger control the water at the source?"
subtle changes.
Generally, psychics do not master this skill. According to the ancient psychics in the star world, they pursue more control over the soul and thinking. They believe that by mastering cognitive abilities, they can "process" their own and other people's minds.
Even reverse reality.
As a cultivator, Xuan Weizi does not deny that there are a lot of aspects of mind in cultivation, but he also feels that what these ancient psychics sought is biased. The world needs the mind to understand, and the mind also needs the world to support it, not just
The soul hangs alone in nothingness.
Therefore, most Taoist immortal monks in ancient times advocated traveling, not only in the world of mortals, but also in the mountains and nature. The great road lies not only in the body and mind, but also in mountains, rivers, vegetation, including living things, and among the stars in the universe. Unfortunately, later generations of monks basically abandoned this idea.
Part of the practice.
The soul senses the flow and changes of the subtle physical properties between heaven and earth, and a majestic "information" permeates the nature of heaven and earth. Originally, it was just a quietly flowing stream, a cold and stable stone on the roadside, an erratic strong wind, and even
Zoom out and see the undulating mountains and rivers in the distance. All these originally inanimate things come together to form some wonderful meaning.
Xuan Weizi suddenly understood where the natural spirit that formed the soul came from. However, what his soul sensed was only the natural spirit that had not been shaped by tribal beliefs, and was still in a state of ignorance.
Ignoring thinking for the time being, Xuan Weizi carefully senses the subtle and mysterious information in the nature of heaven and earth, which are traces of constant flow. From this, he can explore the trend of weather changes in the nearby range in the past and future.
The Yuan Shen naturally connected with the heaven and earth, and the Yuan Qi in Xuan Weizi's body also activated. Internal and external interactions caused his body to gradually become blurry and illusory, vaguely turning into a translucent astral body.
Upon noticing his own changes, Xuan Weizi immediately exited the state of concentration, stabilized his soul, and reconciled his energy. Only then did his body changes come under control, and he gradually returned to his original appearance.
"It's so dangerous. Is this considered a fate for practicing in this world? He actually activated his 'astral form' on his own." Xuan Weizi knocked on his knees and muttered to himself.
The practice of alchemy focuses on the dual cultivation of life and life. Xuanweizi Yuanshen is already powerful, so he naturally chooses to use the Yuanshen to activate Yuanqi's sexual skills. Now Shenqi has been initially connected and has begun to refine the acquired essence.
It's just that the rules and details of internal and external interactions in this world are different from those in the previous life. Yuan Shen joins outwards, naturally stimulating Yuan Qi, and along with the physical furnace cauldron, a strange magical effect is produced.
"Obviously, through the process of refining the gods in the vacuum of the alchemy path, and sensing the spiritual breath, you actually inexplicably learned a new spiritual power?" Neither Xuan Weizi nor Olanso had mastered the "astral form". After all, a psychic
It is also extremely difficult for a warlock to learn all psychic powers.
However, Xuan Weizi changed his mind and understood that in fact, the term "learn" was not accurate. This was a very typical "enlightenment". This was also the difference between alchemy monks and mages who focused on logical calculations and learned spells through intellectual understanding.
After a brief moment of sensing, Xuan Weizi could confirm that there would indeed be a strong storm in the future. The source of the storm would be deep in the mountains and forests to the west, and the storm would gradually approach Chaidui Town to the east.
"This is troublesome. When the storm gathers, the spirit messenger casts a spell, but after the storm is formed, it will naturally approach Chaidui Town and cannot even be stopped." Xuan Weizi did not feel the joy of comprehending the spell. If this is true,
Let the storm and flood hit Chai Dui Town together, and he would have no choice but to run away.
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"What? Sneak attack?!"
Also in the stone hut, Wolf and Sir Salemi were frightened by Xuan Weizi's words and stood up.
After learning that the natives were going to launch floods and storms, Xuan Weizi called in the two main figures in the town and expressed his thoughts.
"Otherwise?" Xuan Weizi shrugged: "It's still too late now. If we delay it any longer, Chaidui Town will definitely be completely destroyed. I can run away, but others here can't."
Sir Salemi smashed his fist on the table, causing the cup to jump, and said firmly: "Then mine the stone immediately and build a stronger fortification! I don't believe it-"
"It's too late." Xuan Weizi interrupted him: "Even if everyone in Chaidui Town went up the mountain to quarry stone, there would be no time to build a fortress that could withstand floods. Chaidui Town is originally on flat land, and here we are.
The terrain is slightly higher, but it can only be temporarily avoided and cannot solve the problem."
On the side, Wolf touched his bald forehead and said: "I agree with sneak attacks. In the past, we have organized hunters to fight with the natives in the forest. As long as we find the right way, we can definitely launch a sneak attack, but..."
Xuan Weizi saw Wolf's concerns: "Are you worried that the spirit messengers who can trigger floods and storms will be difficult to deal with?"
Wolf forced a smile and said: "To tell you the truth, I used to know that the sages of the Emerald Ring had similar spells that could control the weather and summon thunderstorms. I have seen their strength before."
Xuan Weizi looked at Wolf and thought that since there are totem worshiping spellcasters in the New World, there should also be spellcasters in the Old World. The sages of the Emerald Ring should be similar to the spirit messengers, but it is hard to say what the specific differences are.
"The Verdant Ring? Are you one of those pagans who stood at Stonehenge?" Sir Salemi asked around.
When Wolf heard this, he became angry and replied unceremoniously: "Yeah, so what?"
Sir Salemi raised his head slightly and said calmly: "I just didn't expect you to actually escape to the New World. Do you want to continue your ignorant pagan religion?"
"Damn you stupid Sun God! We believe in us, why are you here making trouble?"
"We are the Holy Lord Church! Not the Church of the Sun God!"
"Who doesn't know that your church plagiarizes other people's myths and legends everywhere? The most copied ones are the sun god and the god of light from various places!"
"This, this is not plagiarism! It's because you pagans can't understand the real miracles, so you mistakenly think that the only miracles are the sun or light!"
"Stop the quarrel!" Xuan Weizi shouted in a deep voice, used his psychic power with a shocking effect, pressed his forehead and asked: "I just want to ask you, do you want to sneak attack on the indigenous tribe? If you want to go, the three of us will do it."
It would be best if we set out together."
Sir Salemi asked: "What if you don't go?"
Xuan Weizi had no choice but to say: "Then I'll pack my things and get ready to leave."
"Are you planning to abandon the civilians here?" Sir Salemi raised his hand and scolded.
"Otherwise?" Xuan Weizi repeated again, saying: "I don't owe them anything. I have helped them enough these days. At worst, I can remind them before I leave that it's still too late to escape... Oh, this is also a way.
Go further downstream to rebuild the settlement to avoid this threat."
Sir Salemi asked: "If you avoid it this time, what about next time?"
Xuan Weizi asked back: "Yes, you know that too?"
Sir Salemi's expression was stunned, and he endured it without having an attack.
Xuan Weizi continued: "I have sent bird scouts into the forest to conduct reconnaissance. I probably know the place where the spirit messenger performs the ceremony, but unfortunately I dare not get too close. But I can guess that the spirit messenger is in a state of high concentration at the moment.
There are no dense guards nearby. If the sneak attack is successful, we only need to deal with him."
Wolf asked: "Are you sure that's true?"
Xuan Weizi said: "We can only get so much information right now, or do you think any of you can use prophecy spells?"
Wolf scratched his forehead and said nothing. He was a berserker and could do nothing but kill people. As for Sir Salemi, it was obvious that he had not mastered this miracle and stood aside in silence.
Xuan Weizi waited for a while, but neither of them had anything to say. He tapped the table and said, "Then I'll assume that you all agree and start making preparations now."
Yan Bi took out two cups filled with water, then handed over a knife, and said: "If you two shed some blood, I will prepare a psychic power."
"What?" Sir Salemi asked with a thousand reluctances on his face: "Are you going to cast some evil curse? Do you have to let us join the sneak attack like this?"
Xuan Weizi said expressionlessly: "Do you think there are no natives watching outside the town? If we don't show up for several days, they will definitely be alert, which will be detrimental to our sneak attack."
Wolf shouted: "Wouldn't it be better to kill them?"
Xuan Weizi explained: "These natives are very smart. They often work in groups of several people, and those who are stationed alone are also tribal elites. They are also on duty in turns. If there is a problem in any group, it will also attract attention. So we made a sneak attack this time
, try not to kill anyone in the middle of the journey, and go deep in front of the spirit messenger in one breath."
Wolf asked: "What do you want our blood for?"
"I will make a clone for you, which can replace your breath so as not to be noticed by others." Xuan Weizi said: "Don't worry, I will control this clone. I won't let others see it. I just need to support it for a few days."
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Sir Salemi asked with a questioning look on his face: "You won't take the opportunity to do any mischief, will you?"
Xuan Weizi asked: "Why should I do this? What good will it do to me?"
Sir Salemi hesitated and said: "In the past, there were wizards who transformed themselves into someone else, transforming an earl's wife...what the hell."
"What's the matter?" Wolf asked.
"Don't act stupid! I know you understand!" Sir Salemi replied fiercely.
Xuan Weizi really didn't want to argue with these two men, so he nailed the knife to the table and said, "If you want to do it, do it. If you don't, I'll knock you down!"
Wolf and Sir Salemi looked at each other, then picked up their knives and cut their fingers, dripping blood into the cup.
Xuan Weizi took the cup and said: "Okay, I will prepare the spell first. If you have anything to do, please arrange it as soon as possible. Remember, don't reveal to others that we are going out!"