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Chapter 103

Words:2066Update:22/06/21 12:54:22

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The next day, Shao Xuan came to the Shaman's stone house early in the morning.

The Shaman gave him an animal skin roll that described the methods of collecting and processing ten kinds of rare animal herbs.

Shao Xuan thought that the Shaman would only let him read the Wu Roll for herbs, but he didn't expect the Shaman to ask, "Have you read it?"

"Yes, if I can meet those animals, I am confident that I can get all the herbs." Shao Xuan answered.

"Yes." The Shaman didn't comment, and then said to the guard at the door, "If it's not urgent, don't come in."

Seeing the Shaman's attitude, Shao Xuan also became serious. It seemed that the Shaman had something important to say.

"Sit here."

The Shaman pointed to a short table next to him, and then took out an unwritten animal skin roll and a stone plate that contained the Shaman's special paint.

This array …

Shao Xuan roughly understood what he meant.

"Do you know how the Wu Roll is drawn?" The Shaman asked.

"No." Shao Xuan was a little confused. Wasn't the Wu Roll made by the Shaman alone?

Seeing the confusion in Shao Xuan's eyes, the Shaman said slowly, "The power of the totem is not only one kind of power. Body and spirit, becoming a warrior is the strengthening of the body. The other kind exists in everyone's body, but it's not much. "

"What's the other kind?" Shao Xuan asked.

"The power of inheritance, the inheritance of spiritual consciousness." The Shaman said.

Every Shaman would inherit a large amount of power from the previous Shaman.

"Since you can understand the Wu Roll, I believe that you are different from others. You should have more power of inheritance than others." The Shaman said.

"The power of inheritance … How do you understand it?" Shao Xuan asked.

The Shaman looked at Shao Xuan, raised his pine-bark-like finger, and pointed at Shao Xuan's forehead. "Ask the totem, and you will get the answer."

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

The two horns were surrounded by dancing flames, and nothing else could be seen.

Just as Shao Xuan was puzzled, the Shaman's voice rang in his ears. "Look carefully."

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

Suddenly, Shao Xuan felt something and looked at the bottom of the flames, at the faint blue flames.

There was more than one layer of flames.

Shao Xuan opened his eyes and asked tentatively, "Blue?"

The shaman nodded his head in satisfaction. As for where Shao Xuan's Power of Inheritance came from, the Shaman didn't know and didn't want to find out.

"How many?" The shaman asked.

Shao Xuan looked at the brush beside him, then looked at the Shaman and asked, "May I?"

The Shaman handed over a thin brush.

In Shao Xuan's eyes, the brush wasn't exquisite, and it wasn't easy to use. It wasn't as good as a carbonized tree branch. However, it wasn't the right time to find a carbonized tree branch, so he could use this brush to draw a rough picture.

Shao Xuan drew a rough picture of the totem on the empty animal skin roll in front of him.

The Shaman looked at Shao Xuan's drawing, and his smile deepened. Not bad, his drawing skills were good, much better than many people in the tribe. However, Wu Roll's drawing wasn't just a good drawing. Whether the lines were good or not, it didn't have much to do with Wu Roll.

"Here." Shao Xuan drew a line on the flames around the horns. "This should be the Power of Inheritance, right?"

"Very good, this is indeed the Power of Inheritance." The Shaman said with satisfaction.

The Shaman was about to say something else, but Shao Xuan continued, "And here … here too … hmm, here too. Wait, let me take a closer look."

The Shaman's words were stuck in his throat.

Every time Shao Xuan drew a line, the Shaman's face couldn't help but twitch.

As Shao Xuan drew more and more, the Shaman's expression became more and more strange. His eyes were filled with both joy and sadness, and other complicated emotions.

If it were someone else, they would have suspected that they were fooled, but the Shaman knew that Shao Xuan was telling the truth.

With so much Power of Inheritance, with such talent, he actually wanted to become a warrior!!

The Shaman couldn't wait to kowtow in front of the fire pit where his ancestors were cremated.

Ancestors, tell me, why didn't such a person become a Shaman?!

If it were some hot-tempered Shaman in the past, he probably would have chased after Shao Xuan with his walking stick and beaten him up.

Shao Xuan compared the blue flames on the totem flames in his mind with the ones drawn on the animal skin scroll, then looked up at the Shaman and said, "Hmm, that's all."

"That's all?" The Shaman gripped his walking stick tightly, feeling all kinds of emotions. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.

Shao Xuan really didn't think it was a lot. Because, among the flames around the horns, the blue flames did indeed occupy a very small proportion. Shao Xuan only heard the Shaman say that most people didn't have much Power of Inheritance, but he didn't know what kind of "not much" the Shaman meant, so he drew all of this. If he knew the Shaman's standard, he would definitely hold back.

The Shaman stared at the totem drawing of the Power of Inheritance on the animal skin scroll and didn't say anything.

Just as Shao Xuan was wondering what was wrong with the Shaman, the Shaman said in a slightly heavy tone, "Very good, this way it will be easier for you to draw."

Shao Xuan listened attentively to the Shaman's explanation of the Wu Roll drawing method.

"The Wu Roll drawing is actually the combination of the Power of Inheritance, the consciousness, and the drawing. The three of them have reached a state of integration. When the viewer was able to use the power of inheritance and become one with the painting that carried the consciousness, they would be able to interact with the consciousness of the painter. If they could control it accurately, the viewer would even be able to feel the emotions and other feelings of the painter.

The extent of this interaction is related to the painter's foundation and the viewer's ability. The more profound the painter's foundation, the stronger the viewer's ability, and the clearer the interaction … "

The Shaman explained the theory to Shao Xuan. If he wanted to draw the Wu Roll, he had to understand all of this.

When the Shaman was almost done, Shao Xuan also took note of the Shaman's words and understood most of it. Only then did he pick up the brush again and start his first Wu Roll drawing.

For those who were drawing the Wu Roll for the first time, they would first practice by copying the Wu Roll. This was because when copying the drawings on the Wu Roll, there would be a guiding force that would make it easier for the person copying.

Shao Xuan carefully looked at one of the drawings on the Wu Roll, then put all of his attention on the animal skin scroll on the table in front of him.

The moment before the tip of the brush touched the animal skin scroll, Shao Xuan had already activated the Power of Inheritance in his body and started to draw according to the Shaman's instructions.

At this moment, Shao Xuan poured all of his Power of Inheritance and all of his energy into the only point that the tip of the brush touched. He immersed himself in this only goal, and started to slowly move the brush along the guidance of the original Wu Roll.

After finishing one stroke, Shao Xuan was already sweating profusely. He had used up almost all of his energy and felt like he was about to collapse. He was breathing heavily.

Looking at the animal skin scroll again, it was only a small circle.

Lifting his sleeve to wipe his sweat, Shao Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Drawing the Wu Roll is so difficult. It's only one stroke, and it even looks like a simple circle, but it's so difficult to start from the beginning. It's full of difficulties.

Sure enough, is it because the Power of Inheritance is not enough? Shao Xuan thought to himself.

If the Shaman knew what Shao Xuan was thinking at this moment, he probably wouldn't be able to stop himself from hitting him with his walking stick. When he first started copying, it was just a small dot, and he had to pause three times in the middle. Shao Xuan was able to complete it on his first try. Even in the past, not many Shamans could do it.

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