Chapter 900: One step in place
Strength Shamans are a species that is very good at following the trend. Once they discover that a certain Strength Shaman is very good at thinking, many Strength Shamans will naturally gather around this Strength Shaman.
The dozens of Strength Shamans in front of Wei Yuan are all top-tier elites in terms of combat power and Shaman techniques, selected by Wei Yuan from over eight hundred applicants. There are nearly three thousand Strength Shamans in the fortress, and many Strength Shamans, like Wei Yuan's Tianyu, have their own servant soldiers and attendants. However, servant soldiers and attendants rarely go to the front line; their combat power is too weak to meet the standard of going to the battlefield.
These in front of Wei Yuan are regular soldiers, and the worst are at the level of Crazy Bull; there are only two canine types, a gray wolf and a black mastiff.
But Wei Yuan did not choose the dozens of most elite soldiers at the Perfection of Dharma Form. The Strength Shamans selected are in the middle to slightly lower range in the entire Sharp Edge, which is the group with the largest number.
Wei Yuan just wants to let the Strength Shamans see, especially let a certain Desolate Shaman see, what kind of miracles these ordinary Strength Shamans will have in his hands.
Looking at these strange-looking Strength Shamans, Wei Yuan sneered in his heart. As a former genetic researcher at Umbrella Corporation, in Wei Yuan's eyes, various viruses and microorganisms are called monsters. These Strength Shamans are just piles of deformed flesh.
In the path set by Master Master Ronglong, there is no lack of many genius ideas. But lacking a systematic theory, these genius ideas are destined to be sporadic, unsystematic, and accidental. Now what Wei Yuan wants to do is to design a brand-new theoretical system, integrate these genius ideas of Master Master Ronglong into the system, and then change them so that even their mothers wouldn't recognize them, thus becoming the monograph of Lord Groundhog.
If Master Master Ronglong discovers it, he can say it is for reference. If he really can't muddle through, he can also say it is a tribute to Master Master Ronglong.
In the following days, Wei Yuan kept testing, some testing physical fitness, some testing Shaman techniques, and even arranged a whole day of exams! The exam consisted of seven subjects, each for one hour, with a two-minute break in between, which is about half a cup of tea. Where have the Strength Shamans seen such exams? One by one, they were roasted until their eyes turned blue, as if they had been glazed.
The next morning, all the Strength Shamans saw a large list with names and scores, ranked from one to one hundred.
As soon as they saw there was a ranking, the Strength Shamans were immediately like they had been injected with chicken blood, each full of spirit, nervously looking for their names. Because the title of this list was: First Cultivation Comprehension Test.
A Shaman who liked to stir up trouble read the list aloud: "First place, Hamster, total score ninety-seven! Second place, Silver-Backed Strength Ape, total score ninety-five..."
The Shamans discussed heatedly. It was not easy to see Wei Yuan come out, so they hurriedly surrounded him to ask about the meaning of the list. Then a Shaman asked: "May I ask if the full score is one hundred?"
Wei Yuan was calm: "Seven hundred."
The Strength Shamans were silent, and even Tianyu lost his smile.
Wei Yuan tapped the list and said: "See? Facts have proven that you really don't need to think, because you don't have this function."
This time, finally, most of the Strength Shamans nodded silently; only Tianyu and a few Strength Shamans had doubts on their faces, but they were weak in Shaman power and dared not speak.
Up to this point, Wei Yuan's first obedience test was a complete success.
Next, Wei Yuan opened the altar to preach. The preparation before preaching was big fish, big meat, good wine, and good dishes, and then picked out a few who could sing and dance to dance and play music on the side. The music played was a tune hummed by Wei Yuan, with a distinct and impassioned rhythm. Cooperating with the music drum beats, the Strength Shamans started to twist subconsciously as soon as they heard it.
So as the music sounded, a piece of meat strips that could twist at will rose in front of Wei Yuan, swaying continuously with the music.
Wei Yuan said in a deep voice: "The first method of opening the altar, drink this cup!"
"Second method: Drink again!"
"Three drinks!!"
"Bottoms up!!!"
After a few cups, the Strength Shamans fell in love with Wei Yuan's preaching from the bottom of their hearts. The preaching lasted all night, changed dozens of tunes, and each Shaman finished a barrel of strong wine. The Shamans only remembered one sentence: "Too much is as bad as too little."
Although they only remembered one sentence, more than half of the Strength Shamans contributed advanced luck and recognized Wei Yuan from the bottom of their hearts. This Craftsman God Spear Saint, although he preached little, the altar was truly opened fiercely!
The next day's preaching was forced to be postponed from morning to afternoon, and most of the Strength Shamans were still hungover.
On this day, Wei Yuan talked about visualization. This is also a very common cultivation method in the Shaman world, but Wei Yuan's visualization is different. First, visualize a holy image that is wide at the bottom and thin at the top, like a pear shape, and then memorize the holy emblem.
Now most Strength Shamans don't think much, and whatever Wei Yuan says is what it is. And this kind of simple activity that requires long-term concentration is most suitable for Strength Shamans. Most Strength Shamans easily achieved emptying their minds, without distracting thoughts, and silently visualized for a whole day, so many Shamans actually touched a bit of true meaning.
The effect of this cultivation was fast, and it was simple and divine. Only Tianyu and a few smart Shamans always felt that if the holy image added eyebrows and eyes, it would become a groundhog. Thinking about it this way, the more it looked like it, so they went further and further away from the true meaning of the Great Dao.
But Wei Yuan roared three times when he ended: "Did you realize the true meaning?"
Many Strength Shamans roared sincerely: "Realized!" ===== CHAPTER 901 =====
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