On the ninth day after the battle with the Broken Tooth Tribe, Song Yong came to the Primordial Age Plane for the third time on the seventeenth day, and Song Yong's severe cold was finally good.

Even at this time, Song Yong's nose was still a little blocked.

But normal activities and doing things will not be affected in the slightest, so Song Yong also began to prepare to return to the modern plane.

It's just that before returning to the modern plane, he still has one thing he must do:

Sacrifice to the fire of the tribe and the spirits of the ancestors.

In the eyes of the rest of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, this battle with the Broken Tooth Tribe was able to achieve such brilliant results, and Brother Yong's merits were naturally first-class and important.

But they also believe that with the blessing of the spirits of the great ancestors, this is also the key to their victory.

So, after the war, it is necessary to sacrifice the spirits of the great ancestors, as well as the fire of the tribe.

They regretted that as the most important person in the sacrificial process: the chief priest, Brother Yong had been lying on the hospital bed all the time, delaying the sacrifice for several days.

No, when Song Yong said that his body was fine, this belated sacrifice finally began......

"Sacrifice~" Song Yong, who was wearing a big sheepskin and looked like an old man from northern Shaanxi, stood in front of the fire pond and shouted loudly.

In the midst of this long shout, Gardenia walked out of the crowd with a few young women from the tribe, carrying various objects.

According to the tribal leader Yongge, who put forward the statement before the sacrifice:

In the future, Gardenia and a few other younger lesbians will be regarded as fixed professional etiquette personnel in each sacrificial ceremony.

For Brother Yong's decision, the old and young masters of the Gray Rabbit tribe expressed their unusual approval.

The main thing is that they think Brother Yong's statement is very reasonable: as long as it's an old man, how can anyone not like a young girl?

The spirits of the ancestors are also from the past, and I believe that they feel the same.

In this way, replacing older women such as thistle with young girls like Gardenia will have a better effect on the sacrifice.

So, this matter was quickly decided, and the gray rabbit tribe formed a tradition.

The so-called professional ceremonial personnel respectfully placed these sacrifices that were obviously very different from their previous sacrifices on the edge of the fire pit.

The reason why I said this was because when I was preparing for the sacrifice at the beginning, the proposal of the hooligan and the others almost frightened Song Yong.

In the previous battle, didn't they capture twenty or so captives of the Broken Fang Tribe!

A small half of the captives were seriously wounded and died, and they were thrown into the nearby mountains and forests after hanging up, and Song Yong was in a coma at the time, so naturally there was no way to object

When I woke up, I felt that this was too barbaric.

The problem is that by that time, those corpses have long since become the rations of the beasts, and even their excrement, so they have to give up.

However, the proposal that Song Yong and the others suggested that Song Yong select a few strong ones from the remaining captives, kill them as sacrifices, and throw their heads into the fire pit to be missing, which was really beyond Song Yong's acceptance.

As a young man from the modern plane who has been educated for many years, where can Song Yong accept this.

The two sides fought to the death and tried every means to kill each other, but there was no way to say that there was no way, but if the captives were slaughtered for sacrifice, he was afraid that he would be awakened from his dreams in the future.

And the fire pit used to stew food, if some heads have been burned.

Wouldn't every time he eat, Song Yong would unconsciously think of this, isn't this a diaphragm!

However, as a strong tradition of the Grey Rabbit tribe for a long time, it is not necessary to burn anything for the spirits of the ancestors during the sacrifice.

The natives of the Gray Rabbit tribe, they always feel empty in their hearts, and they are not used to saying it at all.

After a long period of ink and compromise with them, Song Yong finally found an alternative way: a new era and a new method of sacrifice.

Then, in the pile of sacrifices that appeared at this moment, the following things appeared: a small sheep's head, a large boar's head, and a much smaller rabbit's head.

The heads of these three animals have a bit of the meaning of the three animals sacrificed in the modern plane.

It is also a meat dish dedicated to the spirit of the ancestors, and if it is burned in the fire, Song Yong can accept it, and he will not feel too pity.

After all, he lacked the materials at hand, and he couldn't marinate these good things and drink a little wine.

In addition, there are also good preserved winter wild fruits in the depths of the shady cave, which are also loaded into a large stone bowl.

Even the refined salt and rock sugar, which were not too much left, were squeezed out of a part of the weight, and after being filled with half a stone bowl, they became one of the sacrifices in this sacrifice.

It can be said that in order to sacrifice the spirits of their ancestors, the upper and lower members of the Gray Rabbit tribe are called generous.

However, among the large number of various sacrifices, the most obvious is the totem warrior jackal of the Broken Tooth Tribe, the large bone stick that was originally used as a weapon.

This thing will be thrown into the fire and burned along with other sacrifices, which can be regarded as another sense to show the bravery of the Gray Rabbit tribe today......

"Great Ancestral Spirit~"

Under the solemnity of everyone, Song Yong sang loudly in his mouth according to the sacrificial routine he learned from Daya, the former leader.

In the midst of such rhythmic chanting, the other clansmen puffed up their chests vigorously.

Obviously, it was a sense of pride to have won a powerful enemy and to offer such a sumptuous sacrifice to their ancestors.

In this case, the most prominent is the scoundrel.

It was definitely because of Song Yong's strong order that this goods and the woman of his family had been sleeping in separate rooms during this time.

A few days ago, the hooligan seemed to have fully recovered.

Moreover, the complexion of the individual looked much better than before the injury, and the person was strong for a while, and the dazzling essence could be faintly seen in both eyes.

Such a surprise change, even the hooligan himself felt an unusual surprise.

The only regret is that I don't know if the leader Brother Yong and his old man have forgotten this intentionally or unintentionally, and have not allowed him to go back to sleep.

To this day, this sturdy man still spends every night alone in the empty bed.

Between the lonely pillow and sleepless, it is called a lonely and unbearable.

After Song Yong finished singing the long and obscure sacrificial words, he picked up the same and different sacrifices and threw them into the fire one by one.

When the first sacrifice was thrown in, the bonfire in the fire pit slowly swayed.

Obviously, whether it was the fire or the ancestral spirits, they were very satisfied with these sacrifices, and of course the most satisfied of them was probably the big bone stick.

After throwing all the sacrifices, Song Yong made a sonorous and powerful voice from his mouth, 'Whew~'

There was no need for him to issue more orders, and all the people of the Gray Rabbit tribe stomped their right leg on the ground in unison, and put on a war dance start.

Then, in unison, they began to dance.

As they danced, the sacrifices thrown into the fire pit were vaporized one by one, and finally all of them were absorbed by the fire that dwelt in them.

Then, under Song Yong's spiritual perception, the original ping-pong ball-sized flame skyrocketed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Eventually, it rose to the size of an egg.

Then, suddenly, a huge spark burst out of the fire, enveloping all the members of the Gray Rabbit tribe, among whom the hooligan with his chest high and like a proud rooster was the focus of the sparks.

Shrouded in sparks, the hooligan let out a frantic roar like a wounded beast.

The roar from the mouth of the creature did not last long, and when the sparks in the sky dissipated, the hooligan also completely stopped screaming.

But after everyone saw the gangster, they all had a realization in their hearts: the lucky guy has now become a powerful totem warrior because of the infusion of the power of fire......