When the hunting party returns, it is customary for the witches of the tribe to preside over the worship of the ancestral gods. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The place of worship is in a huge cave in the middle of the boulder, which is also the residence of the tribal witches.

Gongliang went shopping, and felt that it was gloomy inside, making people hairy, so he just glanced at it outside and didn't dare to go in.

This time, when he came to the ancestral temple with the hunting team, he found that it was not as gloomy as he imagined, but felt very warm. In the middle of the main hall is a huge relief of three flames burning on it, and there are also some scenes of Yan tribesmen hunting beasts and worshipping next to it, which looks like a reckless and solemn taste.

Among them, the three flames are the totems of Yanbu, and they are also the ancestral gods that Yanbu people worship and believe.

In front of the relief is a thick stone pillar connected to the ground, carved with countless inexplicable patterns or patterns, the stone pillar is hollow above, and inside is a cluster of blue and purple flames burning on it.

Beasts were neatly placed in front of the burning flames, and only the beasts were eligible to be sacrificed to the gods.

The sorcerer of the tribe held a bone staff in his hand, wore a robe made of various feathers, wore a string of beast teeth around his neck, and wore a crown of feathers woven from multicolored feathers inlaid with colored gems on his head, and danced in front of the burning blue flames, singing an unknown language in his mouth.

As the witch chanted, the cluster of purple flames in the middle of the stone pillar began to jump and roll.

There seems to be a supernatural force descending from the darkness, which makes people feel awe.

Without the help of any combustibles, the flames grew larger and larger, spreading out to the surrounding area, rising higher and higher, until they reached the edge of the thick stone pillar, covering the hollow parts above. At the same time, a flame pattern gradually separated next to the flame, becoming clearer and clearer, and two flames formed. They are both connected and belong to each other, and they look very strange.

It's far from over.

The separated flames began to separate into a cluster of flames under the chanting of the witch, standing on top of the two flames, forming the flame totem "Yan" believed in by Yanbe.

After the three clusters of flames were separated, the power of the flames was dispersed, and it appeared a little thin.

At this time, Wu's chanting did not stop, but became more and more high-pitched. The tribal warriors who returned from the hunt also began to dance with the witch and sang a reckless ancient song. The old man of the tribe next to him picked up the leather drum and responded with a special rhythm, guiding their movements, and the warriors of the tribe also struck the ground with bones and spears.

Gradually, the adult men and women of the tribe joined in, singing and dancing along with the witch's chant.

One by one, they followed each other, separated by a certain distance from each other, forming a circle between the witch and the warrior who had returned from hunting.

This is an ancient tribal dance inherited from ancient times, and it is also a war dance that symbolizes victory.

Even in the world where Gongliang was so developed in the previous life, there were still some conservative tribes who had their ancient dances, which was also an important part of the sacrifice ceremony of each tribe, which carried the unique etiquette of tribal sacrifice in a specific era and environment, and also conveyed the worship of the ancestors of the tribesmen.

This kind of dance is not something that anyone can learn or dance, but it must be based on the ancient precepts handed down by the tribe.

In the dark, Gong Hao seemed to see a trace of green smoke floating out of the head of the fierce beast and poured into the burning fire in the stone pillar, and the flame that had been separated from the flame became thin suddenly burst into flames, and in just a moment, the thin flame became very full, strong, powerful, and hot, as if it could burn everything at any time.

At the end of another ancient dance, everyone stopped and knelt down to the ancestral god in the middle. For a while, there was silence in the ancestral hall.

At this moment, Wu suddenly looked into the sky and shouted, the voice was high-pitched and distant, as if it could tear through time and space and illuminate the eternals.

In the midst of his shouting, the flame of the word "Yan" on the stone pillar that formed the Yanbe totem suddenly burst open, divided into countless sparks and scattered in all directions.

None of the warriors who had returned from the hunt closest to the stone pillar left to hide, still kneeling respectfully and letting the sparks fall on them.

Gongliang stared wide-eyed, and after those sparks fell on them, they didn't burn them, not even their clothes, as if they had melted directly into their bodies.

As more and more sparks merged, the warriors who returned from hunting gradually changed, and some lines slowly appeared on the bodies of some naked warriors. The lines were faint at first, but as the sparks increased, they became clearer and clearer, and when you look closely, they seem to be burning and boiling like blood.

The scattered sparks did not only fall on the warriors returning from the hunt, but also on the people who gathered behind the warriors, and many of them spread towards the edge of the gathering ground, and most of the people standing there were the old, weak, sick and pregnant of the tribe.

Gongliang belonged to this level, and there were also a lot of sparks floating over where he was sitting.

Looking at the spark that was getting closer and closer, Gongliang subconsciously wanted to hide, but he still calmed down, since everyone else didn't move, this spark should be harmless.

Indeed, after touching the spark, Gongliang found that the spark that touched him turned into a clear stream from the door of his head, and in an instant, he felt as if his body and soul had been cleansed, not only did he not feel the slightest burning sensation, but he was very comfortable.

One, two, three.

Three sparks floated towards him one after another, and the public conscience was curious, and reached out to touch them, but the sparks passed through his hand and landed on his head. The comfortable feeling just now reappeared, Gongliang closed his eyes comfortably, and in a moment, he actually entered the ethereal realm of darkness and emptiness.

I don't know how long it took, but when I opened my eyes, I saw that everyone in the cave was still immersed in an inexplicable realm.

Gongliang was bored and turned his head to look around. Suddenly, I found that my eyesight seemed to have improved, and I could clearly see the murals carved around the dark cave.

At the beginning of the mural, it is a drowsy world. The sky was cloudy, and the ground was a forest, and in the middle of the forest a giant beast chased a group of wolf-rushing hunters. Then, I saw a scorching fire fall from the cloudy sky, just hitting the giant beast, the flames were extremely hot, and the giant beast was instantly burned to death, leaving only a forest of ashes and a pile of white ashes. The hunters thanked Dade for prostrating and brought the remaining sparks from the burning fire back to the clan for worship.

Since then, the flame that fell from the sky has become the totem ancestor god of the clan.

After returning from the hunt every day, the tribe would sacrifice the prey they had obtained.

This flame did not show any miracles at first, and it was only later that some miracles were slowly revealed. When a fierce beast enters the tribe, the fire will appear to drive away the fierce beast, and it can also turn into sparks and integrate into the body of the tribesmen. This is the end of the mural, and it seems that some important details are deliberately concealed.

After a while, the crowd gradually came to their senses and began to divide the prey under the auspices of the tribal leader.

Every time they return from a hunt, it will be like this, and everyone in the tribe will get a share of it more or less.

Gongliang naturally has a share, but he eats at Dashi's house every day, so he gives his share of meat to Xiaoshi Eminem.