Red Heart Survey

The 30th place is not bad...not a bad leg hair!

The thirty-six members of the Fire Department are ranked 30th, which is already the bottom of the list. Can't even make it into the top ten of the Ministry of Fire, how dare you call yourself the Fire Clan?

Jiang Wang asked as calmly as possible: "How many tribes are there in Fulu?"

"Then how can I explain it clearly!" Qing Huo Qiming's voice turned out to be very proud: "Our floating land is vast and boundless, and the tribes are unknown."

"Didn't it mean that only a hundred clans competed?" Jiang Wang's tone became more and more helpless.

"That's because only the top 100 tribes are eligible to enter the game of life and death, so it is said that a hundred tribes compete." Qing Huo Qiming waved his hand: "You don't even know how big the floating land is!"

Jiang Wang quietly asked: "Then among the hundreds of clans who have entered the game of life and death, where can you rank?"

He comforted himself, maybe the thirty-six tribes of the Fire Department are all particularly strong? It's not impossible to make it into the top 100... Maybe, maybe, probably, there is a chance, right?

He is really not a person who is good at lying to himself.

"Uh." Qing Huo Qiming felt embarrassed again at this time, and thought about his words: "If you are the chess master this time, it's okay to rank more than ten..."

If it weren't for me, the name wouldn't even be ranked, right?

Jiang Wang thought that although this was a huge pit, with his strength, he should still be able to jump up.

But after jumping down, I realized that this is a fucking abyss!

"Okay." Jiang Wang sighed: "Where are the chess players, chess players, and chess pawns you prepared for me? I have to start training now. We have to get used to each other first."

Warriors who are not extraordinary may not be unable to have extraordinary combat power in combination with military formations and the like. In life and death chess, it can be regarded as a boost.

Just like Chong Xuansheng said, everyone has his usage.

"This..." Qing Huo Qiming changed the topic very bluntly: "Let's go to some green first?"

Jiang Wang then knew.

They are not even ready for chess players, chess masters, and chess pawns...

As a co-author, I just hope that "Star General" will succeed.

How big is this Qinghuo department?

"You guys are in a hurry!" Jiang Wang said angrily.

"Go to remind, go to remind immediately." Qing Huo Qiming coaxed: "Let's go, let's go to Huo Temple."

...

"Dianqing" is "tattoo", which is the pre-step to endow totem power.

To put it simply, it is to tattoo the fire totem of the Qinghuo Department on the body first. Then Wu Zhu used his own totem power as a guide to infuse it with totem power.

The Huo Temple is a building owned by the thirty-six Huo tribes in Fulu. It is the most critical place for the Huo tribe, and it is also the place where Wu Zhu practices and lives.

Jiang Wang was cautious about the novel power system of totem power and refused to accept it directly.

Even a previously unknown power system may bring him new power.

After repeated exchanges with Qinghuo Qiming, and seeing the "Totem of Fire" on several Qinghuo tribesmen, he finally had some understanding of this power.

If there must be an analogy, in Jiang Wang's cognition, the power of the totem is more similar to the pattern. The principle is to form extraordinary power by calling external force. The difference is that the pattern often mobilizes the power of heaven and earth, and the power of totem is not purely external force, but part of it comes from the inside out.

After understanding, there seems to be no problem. It is just a power, which does not have any meaning given to it by its users.

But Jiang Wang still asked cautiously: "Can the totem be erased?"

Qinghuo Qiming, who returned to the fire temple, had already removed the exaggerated mask that belonged exclusively to Wu Zhu and offered it on the sacrificial altar.

The skin is slightly dark, but the teeth are very white.

There is no red line on his face, but a flame-shaped tattoo on his forehead, the color is red, and it looks very vivid.

Hearing Jiang Wang's topic, he froze.

"Who would want to erase the totem? Ordinary people can't ask for it!" Qing Huo Qiming realized after finishing speaking. The person in front of him is not from the floating land, and he doesn't have a deep understanding of the meaning of the totem. He has other ideas It's also normal.

So he replied: "Yes. But it also needs Wu Zhu to preside over it. Generally speaking, to punish evil-doing clansmen, Wu Zhu will preside over the abandonment of totems. It is not difficult, and it is much simpler than giving totems. Because the power of totems is the power of Wu Zhu. When the borrowing ceremony is 'borrowed' from the source of the totem, when it is 'returned', it should also be presided over by Wu Zhu."

Jiang Wang nodded, and asked again: "Which fire god is worshiped in your fire temple?"

Qinghuo Qiming suddenly said angrily: "We don't worship any gods, what we sacrifice is fire, and what we worship is fire. It's just fire."

It turned out to be the original belief.

For those who believe in the original belief, the so-called "gods" in the original field are more like "thieves" than some supreme existence.

It is almost insulting to ask which fire god they worship. No wonder Qinghuo Qiming was angry.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Wang admitted his mistake honestly: "I didn't know many things when I first came to this world. I didn't intend to hurt your beliefs."

Jiang Wang's attitude is very sincere, and what he said is indeed true.

Qinghuo Qiming didn't care about it any more, and asked in a muffled voice, "Which part do I want to touch with you?"

Jiang Wang said: "Stay back."

"I'm going to get some utensils." Qing Huo Qiming got up and walked into the fire temple.

Jiang Wang had already looked at the fire temple before, so he couldn't help taking a closer look at it now.

Most of the buildings in the Fire Festival are very simple, and this fire temple is not gorgeous. But whether it's the seats, altars, or walls, all kinds of strange fire beasts are painted on them.

Some are like sheep and dogs, but more fire beasts are completely unfamiliar to Jiang Wang, and he can hardly find any corresponding ones.

Jiang Wang knew early on that the present world was not the only world, Senhai Yuanyuan, including the unknown world to which the sand sea illuminated by the Yinyuan star belonged, were all different worlds.

But the structure of the floating land world that we are in now seems to be even more peculiar.

He faintly felt that if the "world" was also divided into layers, leaving aside the present world, the floating land should be higher than the source world of Senhai and the sand sea.

This also means... the limit of power in this world may also 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 Xiaofan's mother-in-law.

As the only priest of the Senhai Saint Clan, Granny Xiaofan should be the strongest in the Senhaiyuan world besides Yan Xiao.

Jiang Wang didn't know her true combat strength, but felt it was unfathomable. But it is conservatively estimated that it should not be lower than the god's threshold.

After all, Jiang Wang has also been in contact with the strong man of God, and in his intuition, Xiao Fan's mother-in-law is not weaker than that level.

And in the floating land world, the middle-aged uncle Qinghuo Gaochi with eight red lines painted on his face should be the strongest member of the Qinghuo Department.

There is a chance to try what level his strength is. Jiang Wang thought.

The bizarre world made him curious and full of fun to explore. The collision of different power systems gave him a deeper understanding of his own practice.

Putting aside hatred and the pressure of facing the world, the practice itself is a pursuit with unlimited fun.

Isn't it because of the yearning for spiritual practice that the child back then set foot on the road to study at the City Dao Academy alone?

At this time, Qing Huo Qiming came 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 facing Qinghuo Qiming.

He sat very straight, his spine was like a sword, the hilt leaned on his waist, and the tip of the sword reached the sky.

Qing Huo Qiming glanced over, and all the scars describing the battle experience were skipped, and he saw Jiang Wang's bone lotus blooming at the place where Jiang Wang's cervical spine connected with the spine.