The sky is like ink!

Under the black clouds, a dragon-like mountain range stretches away, and above the plain, a huge stone city dominates the land. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the huge square in the center of the city, stands a pyramid nine feet high. The whole pyramid is made up of blocks of one-foot-square stones. The whole pyramid is as black as ink, I don't know how many years it has existed, and it exudes a desolate and simple atmosphere.

This pyramid is the most sacred place for the desolate people - the altar of the desolate gods!

At this time, under the altar, there were countless figures in sackcloth or animal skins, and there were thousands of people standing in them. These people are all from the Gale Department of the Desolate Clan. At this time, almost all of them looked at the altar with fanaticism on their faces.

Except for one person!

Lu Yun stood quietly behind the crowd, in an inconspicuous corner. Long black hair obscures most of his face.

Lu Yun raised his eyes and glanced at the altar standing in the distance, but there was no trace of fanaticism in his eyes. The coercion emanating from the altar, as well as the dazzling black on it, made his already pale face a little pale. His fists clenched and loosened, and he exhaled often, his gaze turned away, and his face was not as pale as it had just been.

Everyone around was looking at the black pyramid feverishly, and naturally no one noticed Lu Yun's arrival.

Not far in front of Lu Yun were some teenagers of the same age as him. And Ji Kang and others are impressively listed!

At the very front of the desolate people stood several people. The first person, covered in black animal skin, with slightly gray hair, has a calm bearing in the vicissitudes of life, this person is Ji Hao, the patriarch of the desolate clan. There is also one person, with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, who is not angry and self-imposing, but Ji Wu, the leader of the desolate clan.

The so-called war leader, in charge of the war of a clan, has strong strength and lofty status!

Ji Hao glanced at the black clouds on the sky, his face was solemn, and then he turned around, looked at the black crowd, and said slowly: "The desolate gods bless, the ancestors have spirits, and in this ancient and wild land, there is a place for our clan to gain a foothold, and it has multiplied to this day." The people of the desolate tribe, be grateful and never forget, and sacrifice to the desolate gods and ancestors, which is a major event in the clan. Today, the clouds are accumulating, and the eight directions are coming, which is the day of the annual Aragami sacrifice. As he spoke, he paused, looked around with his eyes, and said in a loud voice, "Now, the Aragami Festival begins!" ”

"Roar! Roar! Roar! ”

As soon as the words fell, a huge cheer erupted in the crowd, and this wave went straight to the sky!

On the black altar, an old man slowly opened his eyes.

The old man, dressed in coarse linen clothes, sat cross-legged with a black wooden staff on his lap. The old man exuded the aura of the ancient, his eyes were deep-set, his face was wrinkled like the wind-eroded earth, his long white hair, tied in a bunch, swaying in the wind, his skin was dark, like the bark of an old tree, cracked and wrinkled, and he wore a colorful necklace around his neck, and this chain was made of long animal teeth and fiery red feathers, crossed and strung together.

The old man is the big staff of the people of the desolate clan!

The black wooden staff on his lap is the sacred relic of the people of the desolate tribe - the desolate staff. Each generation of the Wild Staff Bearer is like a god among the Wild Clan, and is revered as the Great Staff Gong. And the old man on the altar is the big staff of the desolate generation.

The old man slowly stood up, raised his head to the sky, then closed his eyes, held the barren staff horizontally in front of him, and slowly bowed down and bowed down. Although his movements were slow, there was a deep sense of heaviness.

"The protector is barren, Ze is covered in all directions, vast as soup, clear as frost, starting from the nine firmaments, vast and unpretentious...... the old man prayed to the sky. His voice was filled with a sense of desolation and distantness. The people of the desolate tribe below, listening to the prayers, were also deeply infected by this atmosphere, and they couldn't help but think of the vast history of the tribe in their minds, and their faces became even more fanatical.

The sound entered his ears, and Lu Yun only felt that his whole body sank, as if he had the strength of a thousand catties, and almost made him fall to the ground. The black altar and the fanaticism of the people of the desolate tribe fused together to form a strong coercion that enveloped him.

His face turned pale instantly, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, Lu Yun gritted his teeth and struggled to support it, so that he did not fall......

Holding the barren staff in his hand, the old man bit his index finger, and a drop of black viscous blood slowly dripped on the barren staff. The dark light flashed, and the barren staff let out a low roar, and became jubilant, sucking the blood clean in an instant. And the old man seemed to have lost his life, and the air of decay was even stronger!

"With it, the holy famine will be imposed on my country; The light of the sun and the moon pushes the firmament; Stop the disaster, our people will be prosperous! ”

As the old man's voice sounded, the wind and thunder surged, the sky and the earth changed color, and the black clouds condensed into a huge whirlpool, and the arc light flashed inside! Suddenly, a black lightning bolt struck the barren staff in the old man's hand, and then extended down, circulating all over his body, and between the electric light, the big staff seemed to regain its vitality, and the ravine-like skin stretched out, faintly golden flowed on it, and his eyes were no longer deep, but majestic.

In the crowd below, bursts of exclamations erupted, "Aragami bless!" Aragami has appeared! Many bowed down to the altar. Shouted three times, "Our people are Yongchang!" "The voices of 10,000 people shook all directions, the heavens and the earth were shaken, and they couldn't speak!

After the worship, Lu Yun only felt that the pressure was light, as if he had collapsed, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Ji Hao nodded with satisfaction, looked around at everyone, and said loudly: "After praying, the blood of the clan!" ”

As soon as the words fell, dozens of desolate people came out of the crowd and came to Ji Hao and the others, each holding a gray stone bowl in their hands.

Ji Hao didn't say much, took out a black dagger from his waist, the tip of the knife slashed his index finger, and a drop of Yin Hong's blood fell into the stone bowl.

The battle leader Ji Wu was also like Ji Hao, dripping the blood of his index finger into the bowl.

In this way, all the people of the desolate tribe cut their fingers one by one and dripped their blood into the stone bowl. About an hour passed like this, and every stone bowl was filled with bright red blood. I don't know what kind of material the stone bowl is made of, and the blood in it does not show the slightest sign of condensation.

The old man on the altar nodded, and he took the stone bowl filled with blood, and poured it into a small black bowl in his hand one after another. So much blood poured in, but not a drop came out of the black bowl. When all the blood was poured into this black bowl, the blood in that bowl had become as black as ink and as thick as glue!

"The gods of the deaki are above, and the blood of our people is sacrificed!" After the old man finished speaking, he slowly sprinkled the black blood in the bowl on the altar at his feet. The blood seeped into the stone, emitting an even more dazzling black glow! It turns out that the stone used for this altar was dyed black by human blood, and after countless years, it has long since lost its color!

After the blood was spilled, the wind and clouds dissipated, and the black clouds like ink were swept away, and thousands of rays of light poured down, and the old man and the altar bathed in it, adding to the sacred meaning.

The old man looked at the bottom of the altar and said loudly: "Everyone in the clan knows that every Aragami sacrifice is the coming-of-age ceremony of the young man of my clan. Our youth, such as the rising sun, is blessed by the god of desolation, and after the wind and rain, he will be able to make my desolate tribe prosperous forever. At the time of this Aragami Festival, the old man held a coming-of-age ceremony for the young man of our clan - to open up the three wildernesses! ”

The old man said "open up the three wildernesses", and the young men beside Lu Yun couldn't hide their excitement, and they were eager to try.

The so-called "three wildernesses" refer to bones, flesh, and veins. The people of the desolate clan are full of blood and blood, and the greatest reliance on survival in this heaven and earth is the strength of the strong body. The desolate man worships power, and the powerful man has a respected status. Only in the coming-of-age ceremony, after the "three wildernesses", the bones, flesh, and veins awakened, and the desolate lines were imprinted.

After opening the three wildernesses, the cultivation of the desolate people is the three desolation realms, after the three desolation realms, there are also blood condensation, open veins, copper bones, and golden soul realms, the first four realms temper the power of the body, and the last golden soul realm is to temper the soul and practice powerful spells after the power of the body reaches its peak.

In the life of a desolate person, there is only one opportunity to open up the three wildernesses, so for all the desolate youth, the significance of "opening the three wildernesses" is extraordinary, and the degree of awakening of their own three desolations determines the level of future achievements, and it also affects whether they can reach the realm of blood coagulation, opening veins and copper bones in the future.

After being discriminated against and insulted for several years, Lu Yun already had a monstrous hatred in his heart, his fists clenched tightly, and his heart that had been suppressed became excited, and under the cover of his long hair, no one saw the eager gaze in his eyes!