The Chiyao tribe offered the holy maiden, which was a large-scale sacrificial ceremony.

The holy woman is the purest girl under the age of seventeen selected by the Chiyao tribe and offered to the mountain god through a sacrificial ceremony.

After the saint is approved by the mountain god, the mountain god will appear and bring the lucky girl back to the palace of the mountain god, and the saint will also enter the fairy path and become an immortal.

Zhang Bufan was already convinced of the matter of the mountain god, and at this time, it was only two days before the day of the sacrifice of the leftover girl, so he stayed.

When the people of the galloping horse caravan heard the news, they also decided to stay in the Chiyao tribe for a few days, and Sanna was the happiest at all.

That night, the Quisi father and son had a secret meeting in a hidden underground stone chamber.

Kui Man seemed to hesitate a little, and hesitated: "Abba, do we really want to do this?"

Quixi looked appreciative, but seemed to be a little older, and said, "Now that we have no way out." ”

In the corner of Hunan in the stone room, there were several teenagers and girls who were bound by spirit locks all over their bodies, and their mouths were also gagged with cotton cloths.

The people who were tied up and imprisoned in this underground secret room were He Liuyun and Chen Sisi!

"Be honest! It's your honor to be a sacrifice to the mountain god!"

Kuixi took the crutches in his hand and slapped it fiercely on Zhou Shen, who had the fiercest resistance, this old man who had already been childish, with his mortal body, beat Zhou Shen, a sevenfold cultivator of the Body Refining Realm, covered in cold sweat and blurred flesh and blood.

After teaching Zhou Shen a lesson, Quisi pushed open the door of the stone room.

Outside the stone chamber, one by one the stone chambers are connected, and there is actually an underground power supply under the tribe!

In the center of the underground palace, there stands a statue of a serpent with a human face.

It's the same as the statue of the mountain god on the ground square, but it's a little different.

The face of the statue of the mountain god in the square on the ground is blurred, and there are no facial features.

And this statue in the underground palace has a beautiful face, not only one face, the neck of the statue, there are hundreds of heads, there are pure girls, there are charming enchantresses, hundreds of faces, although each one is extremely beautiful, but it is eerie and terrifying.

Kui Man looked at these angry disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect, hesitated slightly, but still chose to follow his Abba, kneeling down in front of the statue of the Hundred Faces Mountain God in the underground palace......

For two days, there were no more people watching him outside the stone room where Zhang Bufan lived.

The tribesmen of the Chiyao tribe were busy preparing for these two days, and this busyness and excitement finally reached a climax on the day of the dedication of the Holy Maiden.

The time to offer the saint to the mountain god is at night.

This day coincided with the middle of the month, the moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight was bright, sprinkled in the snow-covered Chiyao tribe, making the whole tribe as bright as day.

In addition to all kinds of ordinary sacrifices such as pigs, sheep, and chickens, there was also the saber-toothed tiger that was hunted two days ago, and these livestock and demon beasts were all carried to the statue of the mountain god in the square.

A little girl with a red cloth on her head, who looked to be no more than ten years old, was supported by two elders of the clan to the statue of the mountain god.

The girls in this clan have all been dedicated to the mountain god, and this time the holy daughter is already the oldest of the remaining girls of the Chiyao tribe.

The saint walked to the statue of the mountain god and stopped, then fell to her knees and bowed reverently.

Zhang Bufan found that the people of the galloping horse caravan did not come to watch together, although he was puzzled, he thought that they had already set off for the next tribe, but he just wondered, why he didn't say hello to himself before leaving.

Quecy raised his cane and reverently sang an old and obscure ballad.

At the end of the song, the one hundred and eight drums in the square sounded by themselves, and there was no drummer, no one touched them.

The drum surface vibrated slightly, and the clear and pleasant drum sound came out by itself, as if countless invisible hands were beating this one hundred and eight delicate drums there.

With the cool drum sound, the square is filled with bursts of white gas, the drum sound is glorious, such as a girl singing in the ear, the fairy mist is rising, countless wines, jewelry, countless delicacies of the mountains and seas, gorgeous Qionglou Yuyu...... All emerged one by one in the fairy mist.

The people of the Chiyao tribe, their expressions were intoxicated, and when they saw the fairyland appear, they rushed to eat in front of those delicacies and delicacies, and then rolled excitedly in the priceless mountains of jewels.

"Have fun ~My devout believers~"

A bone-crushing woman's voice came from the serpent-faced stone statue of the mountain god.

Then the stone statue cracked a little bit from the tail, and the mountain god was a peerless beauty with the posture of heaven and man, graceful and luxurious, full of infinite charm between gestures, and at the same time, there was a sacred aura shrouded, so that people did not dare to give birth to half a blasphemy in front of her beauty.

Under the call of the mountain god, the tribesmen of the Chiyao tribe went crazy with excitement, this was a carnival feast, and everyone walked into the Elysium under the gift of the mountain god.

The mountain god's lips did not move, but his voice resounded through the four fields, with charm, holiness, purity, vicissitudes, all kinds of complex tastes, and stretched out his jade arm to the holy woman.

"Come on, kid~"

"Come on, my purest daughter~"

"Come to me ~ my most devout believer ~"

The holy maiden, covered in red cloth, walked towards the mountain god step by step, her steps stiff, like a delicate doll.

Zhang Bufan was also fascinated by this fairyland, those delicacies and wines, the fragrance was intoxicating, and after the stomach, the whole person's spirit began to become trance, all this wonderful made him unable to extricate himself.

But Zhang Bufan inadvertently saw Kuixi and Kuiman, father and son, looking at this human feast calmly and restrainedly, without touching a drop of wine or taking a treasure, standing at the edge of the square, like calm bystanders.

Zhang Bufan was in a daze and had some questions, but his brain didn't know if it was under the effect of that cup of immortal wine, and he was already intoxicated and couldn't think about it.

Zhang Bufan wanted to go to Kuixi and Kuiman's father and son to ask why they didn't come to carnival with everyone, his body swayed, his feet were unstable, and he tripped over a drunk unconscious Chiyao tribesman, and suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.

The ice seed Zhen Lingyu of the hooked snake in his arms fell out with a bang, and a clear stream came out from the spirit jade, and Zhang Bufan suddenly shook his body, and instantly woke up.

When Zhang Bufan got up and looked around again, he was horrified!

What is this Pure Land of Bliss! In front of me is clearly a purgatory on earth!

Those treasures, fine wines, delicacies of the mountains and seas, and Qionglou Yuyu are all just illusions!

They had already appeared in an underground palace from the square!