"Ji Hao, are you sure you want to participate in the big festival?"

A red sunset has already appeared between the peak of the Mountain of No Return and the sky, and twilight is approaching, in the wooden house of the bluestone courtyard, Ji Changkong asked Ji Hao with a complicated expression.

"Uncle, you also know that it is strictly forbidden to go out of the mountain below the Ji Clan's Inner Life and Extinction Realm, and the Great Sacrifice is probably my only chance to continue my martial arts. ”

"That's what my mother said, but we all understand her thoughts, my mother has always hoped that Ji Hao will become a talent, not as mediocre as she is now, wandering in the mountain realm for several years. ”

Ji Hao's hands clenched into fists unwillingly, but he felt the injury on his left leg, and finally smiled bitterly.

"Today's matter is indeed a bit excessive in the clan, I have already been there once on the elder's side, but the battle between the juniors in the clan has to rely on yourself. ”

"As for the leg injury, uncle, I haven't traveled to the Five Domains for so many years in vain, but I want to completely heal your leg injury in a short period of time, and the process will be very painful for you. ”

Ji Changkong subconsciously turned his head to look at the other wooden house in the small courtyard, and saw that the house was still brightly lit, Ji Changkong couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Uncle, can you really heal my leg injury within three days?"

Hearing Ji Changkong's words, Ji Hao's eyes, which were already a little gloomy, suddenly brightened.

"Naturally, it's just that your injuries have already hurt your leg bones, if the time is not urgent, I can help you recover slowly, but the great sacrifice is coming, in this case, the only way to take some fierce medicine is to take some fierce medicine. ”

"Ji Hao, this medicine into the body, will directly help you dissolve blood and bones, this process can be described as heart-wrenching, and in order to give full play to the effect of the medicine, you have to keep running qi and blood, do you hold on?"

Seeing the expectation in Ji Hao's eyes, Ji Changkong's eyes narrowed, and a jade bottle appeared out of thin air on the palm of his palm.

"I've survived so many years, and a little pain is nothing. ”

Ji Hao stretched out his hand to take the pill in Ji Changkong's hand, and swallowed the pill without the slightest hesitation.

"I'll help you disperse the qi and blood accumulated in your left leg, and then you just need to keep the qi and blood flowing continuously, and when the effect of the medicine dissipates, your injuries should be half healed. ”

Seeing this, Ji Changkong slapped his palm on Ji Hao's left leg, and a miserable scream came out of Ji Hao's mouth, Ji Changkong smiled faintly, and then turned around and left the house.

With Ji Changkong's palm with implied spiritual power, the pill that Ji Hao had just swallowed quickly began to take effect, and a trace of warmth flowed from his abdomen to his left leg, followed by an indescribable tingling.

Melting blood and generating bone pills, first melting blood and regenerating bones.

The moment the pill entered the abdomen, Ji Hao felt the goodness of this pill, and the left leg that was swollen because of the injury immediately subsided when the effect of the medicine occurred, and as the blood dissipated, the heartache of raw bones followed.

According to what Ji Changkong said, the corners of Ji Hao's mouth grinned, but his face quickly turned pale, and the beads of sweat slid down from his forehead one after another, and the martial artist's perception was already keen, not to mention that Ji Hao at this time was boiling qi and blood, and the pain of raw bones was forcibly magnified several times under the blessing of the martial artist's perception, even with Ji Hao's temperament, at this time, his heart couldn't help trembling slightly.

Outside the wooden house, Ji Changkong paid close attention to Ji Hao's state, and saw that although the young man's body trembled slightly, he still gritted his teeth to make the qi and blood flow more smoothly, Ji Changkong looked up to the sky and smiled silently, but left the wooden house.

My nephew Ji Changkong, as it should be!

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The morning dew slowly condensed on the wood plants in the small courtyard, the noisy cicada sounded, on this day, all the members of the Ji clan got up extraordinarily early, and when the morning sun first rose, a large group of people had gathered on a stone platform in the Ji clan.

Unlike in the past, when the stone platform was empty, there are several stone statues firmly occupying the east of the stone platform.

Ji Hao, who had been waiting in the bluestone courtyard for three days, followed Ji Changkong and Ji Yuqian to the front of the stone platform, and looked up at the stone statue on the stone platform.

Among several stone statues, the first stone statue is dressed in battle armor, the right hand is held obliquely with a halberd, and the left hand is carried behind him at will.

Behind the left side of this stone statue, the second stone statue is slightly sideways, holding the sword in one hand, and holding the wine pot in the other hand to drink, which is endlessly wanton.

Behind the right side of the armor statue, the third statue is holding a stone book in both hands, the stone statue bows its head, and a Confucian robe is on its body, with an indescribable scholarly atmosphere.

The most conspicuous thing on the stone platform is these three stone statues, and behind these three stone statues, there are three stone statues standing side by side.

But what is surprising is that the middle one of the three stone statues standing side by side has only the lower body, and the fracture on the stone statue is flat, as if it has been cut off by a sharp weapon.

"Uncle, these stone statues?"

According to the patriarch, these stone statues are the stone statues of the ancestors of the Ji family, and every time they are sacrificed for a hundred years, these stone statues will appear on the stone platform out of thin air. ”

With more and more people coming, many young people of the Ji clan were attracted by the stone statues on the stone platform, Ji Hao raised his head and asked, but Ji Changkong frowned and replied.

There are many secrets within the Ji clan, every hundred years, the stone platform in the village will spontaneously appear these six stone statues, the stone platform becomes an altar, and the young disciples can receive blood baptism after the big sacrifice.

Different from ordinary family sacrifices to the heavens and gods to worship ancestors, the Ji family's big sacrifice does not sacrifice to the sky or gods, but only to the ancestors of the Ji family. The altar used for the high sacrifice is even more than imagined with thirteen sides,

In the center of the altar, which is the stone platform, there is a black short stick made of unknown material and stuck vertically into the ground.

Just as Ji Changkong was explaining to Ji Hao, Ji Tianlan, the patriarch of the Ji clan, slowly walked up to the altar with two snow-white haired old men and five elders.

"Everyone, the Ji clan is still martial, my Ji clan people do not believe in the way of heaven, are not afraid of ghosts and gods, the only way to worship the ancestors of the great sacrifice, thank me for the ancestors of the Ji family to create the Ji clan, and bless my Ji clan to prosper for a long time. ”

With the appearance of the patriarch, the stone platform, which was still a little noisy, suddenly quieted down, Ji Changkong took a deep breath, and then faced the Ji family and said the sacrifice aloud.

After the recitation of the sacrificial speech, Ji Tianlan took a jar of sake from the old man behind him, and after kneeling in front of several stone statues, Ji Tianlan slowly sprinkled the sake.

"Ji people, Samzu!"

Ji Tianlan didn't get up, but the solemn voice suddenly spread all over the world, and as Ji Tianlan's words fell, the Ji family members and the elders on the stone platform around the stone platform all saluted to the stone statue.

As the Ji clan saluted, Ji Hao also knelt down towards the stone statue, but for some reason, the moment Ji Hao knelt down, he seemed to hear a low curse.

Ji Hao, who was kneeling, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Ji Changkong, seeing that his complexion did not change in the slightest, as if he had not heard the sound of cursing, Ji Hao's eyes rolled, and he felt that it was because he was too tired to heal a few days ago, and he had auditory hallucinations.