"Yes!" Ling Qing and the others answered in unison.
Then Ling Qing flicked his whisk, using it as a brush to inscribe a Primordial Spirit Dragon Talisman in the air.
As soon as the talisman appeared, the scattered spiritual light between heaven and earth gathered in the sky, winding around the spirit dragon.
Opening its mouth in midair, it exhaled a stream of spiritual light that descended straight onto the great shaman's crown.
In an instant, the great shaman felt his spiritual light turn crystalline and lucid, as though all things in the world lay within his heart.
At the same time, Daoist Lingguan and the others each made their move, sorting out the Dao rhythms of heaven and earth in the surroundings and gathering them around him.
They did not impose any subjective intention through this act; they merely turned the area around him into a place comparable to where Dao rhythms condensed.
It was as though he carried a receiver with him that could directly connect to the Great Dao.
Sensing these changes, the great shaman immersed himself in comprehending the principles of heaven and earth, seeking the foundation of survival for the human race.
One day, he happened to see a strange bird in the forest peck wood to produce fire. This flame was the bane of most plants.
A flash of inspiration struck him, and by imitating the bird's method of pecking wood to make fire, he comprehended the method of drilling wood for fire and truly obtained a wisp of flame through it.
Before this, quite a few shamans could create and control fire, but such abilities were merely powers inherent to themselves.
They could be used in battle or to provide their tribes with fire, but they could not be taught to ordinary people.