Beautiful, magnificent, atmospheric, all the adjectives used in the starry sky can also be used here. Tens of thousands of years ago, when human beings were still drinking blood, the barbarians already had such a beautiful and atmospheric creativity.

The god-king closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if immersed in the infinite scenery of the worship of the people of the past.

There is also a protruding high platform on the river, which is 100 feet from the water, and from above you should have an unobstructed view of the entire square.

Ning Xiaoxian pointed to the high platform: "When accepting the worship of all the people, the barbarian ancestor stayed there?"

"Yes. ”

She smacked slightly. The barbarian ancestor carved the star map of the sky on the ground and engraved it at the feet of the people who came to worship, and he regretted that he was thirty zhang high. The implication of this is self-evident, but it is to put oneself in a position above all things, otherwise how can it be called "the first in the ages", and how can it be worthy of competing with the sky?

The mountain wind above her was very violent, blowing her sideburns flying. Although Ning Xiaoxian was wrapped in a big coat, the soles of his feet stepped on the cold black sandstone, and the cold air rose up for a while. It can be seen that keeping vigil and worshipping here was not an easy task for ordinary people back then.

Her body temperature here had just dropped, and Huangfu Ming immediately felt it, stretched out his arm and pressed her heart and said, "If you like here, you might as well come back in three days, and then ......" A divine power crossed over, making her whole body warm.

Ning Xiaoxian gently let go of his hand: "At that time, you will also come here to worship?"

Huangfu Ming smiled but said nothing.

He is already a god king, and the infinite glory of the barbarian ancestor will naturally be inherited by him. Such an important ceremony was finally repeated in Zhongzhou after tens of thousands of years.

Ning Xiaoxian walked to the edge and said, "What's going on?"

She had counted a total of seventy-two stone pillars erected on the edge of the altar, but at this moment, two had fallen to the northwest. She snorted at them: "Isn't the New Year's ceremony going to be held in three days, why did these two pillars fall?"

Two of the seventy-two pillars were down, which sounded harmless, but how could a person like the God King endure imperfection?

Huangfu Ming snorted: "The original one is broken, replace it with a new one." It doesn't matter, you can change it before the ceremony. "Hundreds of craftsmen are working overtime next to the column, and the sound of clanging chisels is endless.

They are carving relief patterns on the columns.

Ning Xiaoxian approached and reached out to caress the lines on the pillar. It's rough and unpolished.

The head of the craftsman was supervising the work, and when he raised his eyes to see the two nobles approaching, especially when he recognized Huangfu Ming, he immediately shouted in surprise: "Welcome to my lord!" and landed on his knees on the spot.

He was a barbarian, but many of the craftsmen here were humans, and when they saw the foreman take the lead in kneeling, of course, they followed suit with fear.

At this time, a craftsman came out of the crowd, rushed to Ning Xiaoxian and knelt down, grabbing the ground with his head: "Niangniang! Niangniang Jin'an, it turns out that you are here!"

This incident happened suddenly, Mo said that Ning Xiaoxian was taken aback, and even the foreman standing on the side was stunned, and he didn't have time to step forward to stop it.

The craftsman looked to be over sixty years old, with gray hair and skinny skin. As soon as he knelt, Ning Xiaoxian heard a "bang", but it was the kneecap that collided with the black sandstone ground, and the sound was so dull that she felt pain when she heard it.

She couldn't bear it, and stretched out her hand to help the old craftsman and said, "Get up, it's cold on the ground." "She stood here for a while in a big hat, and felt the cold, these craftsmen were also mortals, and their clothes were thin, but they had to work here day and night. "How did you recognize me?"

How dare this craftsman let her hold on, she got up on her own, and burst into tears: "Three years ago, my child had sores (smallpox), and he was about to die soon, and the doctors were tied. I had to be instructed to go to the Xuantian Niangniang Ancestral Hall, and took the dew from the big tree in the ancestral hall and went back to the child to take it, and it was cured without medicine after 20 hours!

Ning Xiaoxian smiled: "Xia Ke, do you live in Shaxi City?" Although she could not give feedback to the prayers of the believers, she had no problem listening and searching. This time I calmed down, and sure enough, I saw that there was indeed a bond of faith in the kingdom of God, which belonged to the person in front of me. She saw his name directly, and it was Shake.

The god who was worshiped said his name in one mouth, this is the supreme glory! Xia Ke's old face flushed with excitement, and he quickly nodded: "Yes, yes." I have a shrine at home. ”

Ning Xiaoxian was surprised: "You can actually provide my shrine?" his eyes swept over Huang Fuming, but he saw the latter smile slightly, "Someone else's can't do it, but my sister's can't." ”

After the Holy Domain re-entered the main sacred mountain, it was natural to unify the minds of the subjects under its jurisdiction, and the sacred mountain bore the brunt. Here, only the sacred realm of the holy realm can be worshipped, the shrines of other gods are smashed, and the residents' homes are not allowed to worship secretly, otherwise they will be killed.

The battle of beliefs has always been the source of many contradictions. The Sanctuary demanded that people convert to other gods, which sparked several large-scale conflicts. In just a few months, the Sanctuary has slaughtered 40,000 xenoculties!

Among them, there are believers in gods such as Changtian, White Tiger, and Huairou Venerable, and even believers in Wu Mu, Yin Shengyuan, and others, but there is no Ning Xiaoxian alone! What's more, the Holy Land has also publicly announced in the territory that it believes that Xuantian Niangniang is innocent and will not kill!

Ning Xiaoxian stared at Huang Fuming, and slowly exhaled a cool breath: "Count you ruthless!"

The Sanctuary treats her and her followers differently, not out of kindness.

First she was kidnapped by Huangfu Ming, and then the Holy Domain only forgave her believers, and it is easy for people who have no imagination to question: whether Xuantian Niangniang betrayed the immortal cultivators after Guangde Zhenjun, and whether she stood in the camp of the barbarians!

She finally got rid of the name of the red face and disaster for three hundred years, and the name of the demon girl who poured the country, is she going to be louder again?

Huang Fuming smiled without any guilt: "Sister's believer, how dare I do harm?"

Ning Xiaoxian ignored him anymore, pulled out a golden pendant on his head and handed it to Xia Ke: "Take it, add an extra piece of clothes when you go to work next time." ”

Xia Ke was about to refuse, when he suddenly felt that Ning Xiaoxian's hand holding his arm suddenly exerted force, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and the rest of the words also retracted into his stomach, so he quickly accepted Jin Tian.

"Go ahead. Ning Xiaoxian didn't stay any longer, turned his head to Huangfu Ming and said, "It's time to go, don't let them all kneel here." ”

Huang Fuming smiled and nodded slightly at the foreman, who quickly thanked him and stood up, urging the other craftsmen to continue their work.

Ning Xiaoxian slowly walked out a few steps: "Most of them are mortals. ”

Huang Fuming nodded: "Craft work, human beings are more competent." "It's not that barbarians are hypocritical, but humans are naturally better at carving, music, and cooking, and other races are not so talented.