Night!

The night wind of the Ghost Ancient Plains seemed to come out of the mouth of a behemoth beast coming from the wasteland, with a gloomy and damp fishy aura, and the central altar of the Ghost Fang Clan's main city, seven huge stone rings were arranged, and a huge brazier was burning in front of each bluestone.

The boulder symbolizes the seven elements that make up the pure dust sky, earth, fire, water, wind, blood, desolation, and darkness.

In the center of the Seven Stone Fire Array stands a 25-meter-high totem pole, legend has it that after death, the soul will ascend to the ancestral spirit ruins along this totem pole, and enjoy endless glory and joy with the ancestors in the magnificent hall, and the ancestral spirits will also return to the pure dust through this pillar, giving strength and protection to the descendants.

The Guru is wearing a human face mask, waving a human bone staff and chanting prayers.

The firelight reflected the shadows of everyone, and the elders of the Ghost Fang Clan danced around the ancestral spirit totem, and the shadows gradually became hideous, leaving an indelible layer of fear in the heart of the Ghost Fang Duo.

"Your eyes should not only be fixed on the totem pole, but also on what is above the totem pole!" said Guru Zhi Xilin to the young girls.

"Is it the Ancestral Spirit Ruins above the totem pole?" replied Oni Fang Su, the smartest of his peers, and his answer made the elders happy, and Zhi Xilin looked at Oni Fang Duo.

"It's a clean dust day!"

The guru smiled, and the elders brushed their sleeves away.

Ghost Fang Duo didn't know why he couldn't mention the Pure Dust Heaven, and the Guru had answered this question.

"The Pure Dust Heavenly Dao has collapsed, and the power of the Heavenly Dao has been taken away by the ancestral spirits of all surnames, child, where we are, is a half-wasted sky!"

"Sacrifice!" "Sacrifice!" Guru Zhong Xingyan's hoarse voice pulled Ghost Fang Duo out of his memories, and Zhong Xingyan took over as Guru after Zhi Xilin left, responsible for sacrificing ancestral spirits and communicating with the ancestral spirits, but for some reason, Ghost Fang Duo did not like this Guru of the Zhong Xing clan.

Seven sturdy young men, shirtless, each holding a black lamb in their hands, threw themselves into the brazier in front of the seven-stone fire array, accompanied by the mournful wail of the black goat, the ancestor worship ceremony officially began.

Someone patted him on the shoulder, and Ghost Fang Duo turned his head nervously to see that the girl in front of him was slender and tall, whiter than ordinary people, with more delicate facial features, and those crescent-like eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"Moon!"

Ghost Fang Yue is the cousin of Ghost Fang Duo, when she was seven years old, her parents encountered a silver-level spirit beast during a hunt, both of them died under the claws, and the family property was taken away by the Zong family, and it was Ghost Fang Duo's father who adopted her.

"Brother, this year is your coming-of-age ceremony, I really don't know which ancestral spirit will become your guardian spirit, I'm looking forward to it!"

"Moon...... If I hadn't protected the ancestral spirit, would you still like me!"

A pair of soft little hands covered his mouth, and his big eyes looked at him in horror, "Brother, what are you talking about, you will always be my favorite brother, oh why did you say such bad things today, spit!"

Woo...... The shrill sound of a horn drowned out her words.

The main clansmen of the Ghost Fang Clan came to the altar under the ancestral spirit totem pole under the guidance of their own elders, and each offered sacrifices.

"Huanghuang ancestors, Hao Hao Yuanliu, create a surname, forever bless my territory, the filial sons and grandsons of the ghost Fang clan worship and sacrifice, and the ancestors and heroic spirits go down to the ancestral spirit ruins to enjoy the sacrifices!"

With the stirring of the Guru's Xingyan Human Bone Staff, the dark night sky seemed to be disturbed by him.

Beams of red light converged on the ancestral spirit totem pole between heaven and earth, like red silk wrapped around a spinning cone, and the more they wrapped, the more they wrapped, and finally converged into a scarlet cloud above the city, tumbling, surging, roaring, changing, opening a huge vortex in the center of the red cloud.

The blood-like light slanted down! That was the gate of the Ancestral Spirit Ruins!

Everyone knelt down, lay down, bowed their heads, and made themselves appear more and more humble, small, deferential, and did not dare to look up.

"Brother, what are you stunned about, kneel down!" Ghost Fangyue pulled Ghost Fangduo and followed everyone to kneel.

In the entire Ghost Fang Clan's city, only two people were still standing.

On a mottled and old small building, Ghost Fang and Zong looked at the scarlet gate opened in the sky with their hands behind their backs, but a touch of ridicule and disdain appeared in their eyes, "Under the half-ruined world, a group of traitors and slaves are carnival!

The blood-colored pillar of light was cast in the red cloud whirlpool, which was connected with the tall ancestral spirit totem pole, and floated down an illusory and hazy shadow along the pillar of light, like a swimming fish, like catkins, like dust in the wind, like a ghost under the moon, floating in the sky above the ghost city, swimming, roaring, and laughing wildly.

The ancestral spirits who smelled the smell of blood and food flocked to the altar and began to enjoy the sacrifices.

For a while, there were many ghosts, and all the ancestral spirits scrambled for the sacrifices, making a roar like a boiling kettle, fighting and cursing for the blood and food of the sacrifices, without any order and solemnity, not so much the return of the ancestral spirits, but the demons dancing wildly.

Zhong Xingyan held the human bone staff high, a layer of hazy gray clouds on him, he squinted his old and cloudy eyes, looking for something, and finally, in the whirlpool of red clouds, there was a trace of whispering, like a breeze blowing down leaves, only a master who has the ability to communicate with the ancestral spirit can understand these whispers.

It's like they're arguing about something.

"This year's sacrifice is not as good as last year!"

"These unscrupulous descendants dare to be so perfunctory, and they should be punished!"

"Forget it, there are a few juniors with good posture this year, I fancy one and can become my puppet!"

"Uh-huh...... The kid of the Hulu family is good, he has been refined to a third-class tripod body, I want it!"

Immediately, from the depths of the red cloud vortex, four rays of light formed a huge arm, grabbing at the four best sacrifices on the altar, and the other ancestral spirits who were scrambling and laughing and crying wildly spread out as if they saw a school of sharks, and none of them dared to touch the four big hands.

The blood and flesh of the sacrifices on the altar were all gone, leaving only the white bones of the forest, and the rice and fruits used for the sacrifice were all turned into ashes.

"Adults will come forward tonight!"

The Guru was in the middle of the Dharma, and the ghost Fang Duo knelt in the center of the Seven Stone Fire Array, listening to the teachings of the wise man with those young people and girls.

His old hand pressed on the top of the young people's heads, and a halo rose above their heads, the more halos, the higher the level, the first-class tripod has a total of five auras, and the lowest fifth-rank tripod has only one, according to the seven attributes of earth, fire, water, wind, dark blood, and desolation, they are brown, orange, light blue, transparent, black, dark red, and bone gray.

"Fifth-rank Ding Body, the attribute is wind!Go and offer sacrifices to the spirit of your Ghost Fang Clan's ancestor, child!" A white aura rose above the young man's head, and he stood up to look at the spirits swimming in the night sky, "I don't know which ancestral spirit will become my guardian spirit!"

With reverence and nervousness, the young man walked to the altar with a clay pot in his hand.

Inside the crockpot was a black iron-level spirit beast brain marrow, exuding a strong fishy smell, he raised the crockpot above his head and chanted loudly, "Ghost Fangji, a descendant of the Ghost Fang Clan, presents a gift to the ancestral spirit and calls for the blessing of the ancestors!"

The ancestral spirit in the air was surging frantically, and the dense phantom shadow floated around the young man, making a rustling wind, as if he was talking and discussing, as if the beast pet fenced to select the buyer of the spirit beast, and the hairs on the young man's neck stood up nervously.

Finally, a white phantom floated out of the fish, suspended above the head of the ghost Fangji, and reached out with a pair of cold mist-like hands to grab the brain marrow of the spirit beast in the clay pot, devoured it greedily, almost devouring it cleanly, and then floated behind the young man and attached to his body.

In an instant, the boy shuddered, and then felt the strength begin to surge from his limbs.

He felt his flesh harden as steel, his strength as strong as a dragon elephant, his speed as a cheetah, and his will as tough as a rock!

"I'm an Ancestral Spirit Warrior, I'm an Ancestral Spirit Warrior!"

He ran to his parents' side and showed off to his family, and the elders of the Ghost Fang clan nodded with satisfaction and congratulated the elders of the young family.

"Xiao Ji has obtained the spirit position of the wind attribute and the old man is blessed, Ghost Fang Oak, congratulations on having another ancestral spirit warrior in your family. ”

The so-called ancestral spirit warriors are to exchange for powerful spirit blessings through 'sacrifices', so as to obtain the power of the spirit itself.

The more powerful the tripod body can withstand the stronger the ancestral spirit, the tile kettle can also thunder, and the fifth-class tripod body corresponds to the fifth-level ancestral spirit.

The most common level is the 'Spiritual Rank Elder', which is an ordinary clansman who is immortal in the soul of the deceased and ascends to the ancestral spirit ruins, and most of the clansmen in Kyushu can obtain the protection of their own spiritual rank and deceased elders.

One level up is the 'Legendary Heroic Spirit'.

Those legendary heroes who left songs and legends in the history of the clan, after death, became legendary heroic spirits and entered the ancestral spirit ruins, shared the power of the pure dust and heavenly path with the ancestors, and were worshiped and sacrificed by their descendants, and everyone wanted to become legendary heroic spirits after death for future generations to recite.

The descendants of the legendary heroic spirit who have the protection of the legendary heroic spirit are the most important combat power of a medium clan, and the number of legendary heroic spirits is also an important criterion for measuring the strength of the clan.

Above the legendary heroic spirit, named 'surname ancestor', as the name suggests, the ancestor who founded a surname entered the ancestral spirit ruins after his death, and incarnated into a powerful spirit body to be sacrificed and worshiped by all the descendants of the same surname, the ancestor of the surname has a powerful power to dominate a surname, and all the descendants of the same surname no matter who the person who sacrificed is, the sacrifice will eventually flow into the spirit body of the ancestor of the surname with the power of heaven contained in it.

More powerful than the ancestor of the surname is the 'Ancient Ancestor Spirit', which already belongs to the existence of the gods and demons, and the countless ancestors of Kyushu who have passed away for thousands of years in the Great Wilderness are like the sand of the Henghe River, the dust of the stars and Hans, which are innumerable, and there are very few people who can avoid the annihilation of the laughing and proud time, so there are only a handful of ancient ancestor spirits in Kyushu.

Obtaining the protection of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit is a major event that can go down in history for any clan surname, and the Ancient Ancestral Spirit has extremely powerful power.

The highest level of the Ancestral Spirit is the Ancient Ancestral Spirit.

The ancient ancestors cut down the thorns with frost and dew, and opened up the living space of the human race in the great wilderness where the ancient beasts were rampant, and drank blood, slash and burn, and finally left the fire of civilization for future generations.

If you can obtain the protection of an ancient ancestral spirit, any clan will be directly promoted to the Kyushu Great Surname, and will be on an equal footing with the Nine Great Wilderness Surnames.

For a medium-sized clan like the Ghost Fang Clan, the most powerful ancestral spirit was the ancestor of the four surnames.