The worship of faith in China can probably be regarded as an extension of the character of the Chinese people.

Like all civilizations, the Chinese people had a worship of natural ghosts and gods, so they had the oldest official deity, the personification of the sky, Haotian God.

However, unlike any civilization, the attitude of the Chinese people towards ghosts and gods is full believe, and they do not believe at all, from the female snail, Pangu, Haotian, Jade Emperor, to the Buddha of the Three Qing Dynasty, and even the Christianity of later generations, the Chinese people have always had a thought about ghosts and gods, and it is not wrong to worship them.

But if you want to say that the Chinese people really believe in religion and want to appear in the so-called Holy Religious Knights in the West, or organizations such as the True God Apostles, then forget it.

Even if the rebellious sects such as the Ming Sect, the White Lotus Sect, and the Maitreya Sect are very stupid, few of those who really follow the rebellion believe that they are worshipping the true God, and most of them are just because they see the benefits.

This is the non-divinity of the Chinese people, but the complex Chinese people have always had divinity, that is, the ancestral gods, in the divinity of the Chinese people, the only gods that have not changed since ancient times are the ancestors.

The female snail made people, that is the ancestor of the Chinese people, the first ancestor of humanity Yan Huang is the ancestor of the Chinese people, the ancestors are gods, this is the Chinese people.

The low prayer voice was chanted with rhyme, and the old man half-knelt in front of Bu Zheng and Bu Xin, although it was a sacrifice, but it was not a normal sacrifice like three kneels and nine knocks, on the contrary, half kneeling, the figure of the old man gave people an incomparably majestic and mighty feeling.

Bu Zheng's heart was empty, and his eyes looked at Bu Xin next to him from time to time.

Ancestral bloodline, this is the most balanced bloodline, but it is also the most difficult bloodline to obtain, first of all, those previous tasks, the man of the caravan, if he didn't complete those tasks, he wouldn't have a chance to kneel here, even if he knelt here, he wouldn't have a chance to get anything.

And secondly, even if those have been completed, there is nothing to gain without absolute recognition of Dahan.

Fortunately, Bu Xin's age is not very old, and Bu Zheng has confessed countless times before, which made her recognize and even worship Dahan.

The Chinese people's understanding of the gods of their ancestors also comes from the worship of their ancestors, which is probably the reason why throughout the world, Huaxia is the only ancient country that has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

Whether it is the four ancient civilizations, or the four empires, any powerful country has been barbarically destroyed, and China is no exception, and has been destroyed twice, but when ancient Persia, ancient Egypt, and even ancient Greece and ancient Rome have become legends, only the land in the Far East is still called Huaxia, and the races on it have not changed at all, which is due to the imprint of China on the ancestors and gods.

Even after 10,000 years, the gods and Buddhas will not exist, and human footprints will be all over the universe, and the Chinese people will still remember the four words of Yan and Huang, which is the imprint, and it is the imprint that the huge race of the Far East can never be erased.

Bu Zheng knelt there, his heart beating slightly, he was already a supreme existence in his previous life, but in his heart, he also did not resist the four words of Yan Huang's descendants.

Those four words are not an insult to his supreme existence, let alone a restriction, after Yan Huang, the Chinese ethnic group has always been more and more powerful from generation to generation.

"Calm your mind, be born as a descendant of Yan and Huang, and die as a heroic spirit in Kyushu."

In front, the old man suddenly roared, and he felt a tremor in his mind, and a faint majestic consciousness was poured into his brain, and countless pictures were vivid.

The huge figure stands up to the sky, the soft figure waving wicker, the staggering figure cutting through thorns, and the brave figure crisscrossing and closing............

One by one, the figures flashed and disappeared, if it weren't for the cultivation of the heart and mind, I was afraid that they would all have to jump, each of these figures represented a kind of early specialty, such as the first, is the figure of Pangu, but not the god Pangu, but represents the fearlessness of the ancestors, the second is creation, the third is tenacity, the fourth is bravery, and the fifth is ............

None of these perks instantly generate great power like other bloodlines, such as flames, ice, thunder and lightning, etc., but these perks can really make any player more smooth in their future cultivation, battle, and even life, and as long as they are integrated into the body, it means that the bloodline awakens and has them.

It's just that the pictures that represent these specialties disappear in the blink of an eye, indicating that Bu Zheng can't have them, and as the majestic consciousness in his mind gradually begins to dissipate, Bu Zheng knows that this time's bloodline awakening is coming to an end, if he still hasn't got anything when that consciousness dissipates, it means that he has failed this awakening.

Although this is a worship of the god of war, Bu Zheng understands that in fact, this consciousness is not really a god, and that consciousness itself actually has no subjective thinking.

Therefore, there is only one opportunity, achievement is success, and failure is not possible again.

There is still no picture freeze when the picture beats, not to mention directly integrated into Bu Zheng's body, his consciousness gradually began to disperse, and Bu Zheng can even hear Bu Xin next to him with a slight exclamation, this cheap sister has probably gained blood, and in front, the old man's breathing sound still sounds steady, but it is slightly a little rapid, obviously the old man is not as cool as he looks.

Finally, the consciousness in his mind collapsed, and Bu Zheng sighed secretly, with a faint regret, after all, he didn't calculate that he couldn't awaken the bloodline, and just wanted to open his eyes, suddenly, the collapsed consciousness suddenly appeared The last picture.

Like endless steps, endless heights, a majestic man with a sword in one hand and a big seal in the other slowly ascended to a certain high platform.

The picture became clearer and clearer with the man's steps, and finally the man reached the top, holding up the big seal and seemed to say something majestically, not as quickly dissipating as the previous pictures, but seemed to be more and more condensed, and vaguely felt that he and this picture gradually began to blend.

Suddenly, a huge noise poured into his ears, the picture and his body trembled at the same time, and his mind was slightly confused.

"Brother."

The crisp voice sounded in his ears, Bu Zheng shook his head and opened his eyes, and Bu Xin's concerned gaze suddenly came into his sight.

"Xin'er."

Bu Zheng was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized something, and immediately wanted to feel whether there was any change in his body.

"Let's go, let's go, Hugh has to stay more, don't let the wind and sand outside the plug blow into Yumen Pass."

A deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Bu Zheng was slightly stunned, and turned his head to look at the old man next to him, who had already turned around and walked behind the statue.

"Let's go, Xin'er."

Bu Zheng hugged his fist and arched his hand slightly towards the old man, and then hugged Qi Xin and walked out, when he came, the seal letter on behalf of Yumen Pass was already in his arms, and at this time, he didn't have to resign with the guard, and he could leave Yumen Pass directly.

"My lord, I wonder what you want to do with those two tribes?"

As soon as he left the area where the statue was located, and hadn't gone far, Huo An appeared in front of Bu Zheng, and this seemingly honest Hu man spoke with a hint of worry.

Bu Zheng raised his head, and not far away, several familiar figures were looking at this side unruly.

These people are very familiar with each other, they are all Huo An's subordinates, and he used to fight side by side in his previous life, but these people are as innocent and cute as Huo An.