In the face of such a grand situation, Bai Guangming's heart blossomed, because he saw the cohesion that Bai Feifei had, as long as the juniors were united, even if the Bai Clan could not be revived to its original glory, it would reach a new period of strength, and it would never let the Bai Clan look at the Fengtian Clan's eyes and whisper.

Bai Guangming even has an idea, Bai Feifei is also the one who solves the grievances between the day and night heaven clans, in the process of entering the road of rejuvenation, if the day and night heaven clans can unite, then the wind sky clan should not be delusional about merging the day and night sky clans.

Therefore, this time the sacrificial ceremony is very important, and it will determine the rise and fall of the entire Bai Clan.

This area has gradually become lively, and there are even signs of boiling, and all their topics are pointing to the opportunity of the Nine Heavens Sacrifice Ceremony.

In a sense, this huge festival is also a grand ceremony of several people, and they are the patriarchs of the nine major tribes.

And in their hearts, such a grand ceremony is a grand legend for the elite disciples of the clan, who can write a legendary story in the tomb of the ancestors, who is the one who can leave a name in history.

For the patriarchs of the six major tribes, how could they choose to be attached to the Fengtian Clan, they also knew that the so-called sacrifice ceremony of the nine major tribes was just the sacrifice ceremony of the three major tribes, and these tribes with disparity in strength did not even have the right to speak, let alone make decisions.

Under the so-called protection of the Fengtian Clan, the six major tribes still dream of taking a piece of the pie in the Nine Heavens Sacrifice Ceremony, because the opportunity in the Tomb of the Ancestors has a fatal temptation for anyone.

If it weren't for the prohibitions in the Tomb of the Ancestors that could limit their strength, their characters of the Emperor and the Quasi-Emperor would have already turned the Tomb of the Ancestors upside down.

Of course, there is also a relationship between the nine tribes, if the wind does not completely rule the nine tribes, he may not follow the ancestral teachings, at that time, the tomb of the ancestors has become his back garden, when he wants to let whoever he wants to go in, let whoever enters, in that way, only the people who benefit from the Fengtian clan will definitely not have the opportunity of the eight tribes.

Sometimes, the patriarchs of the six major tribes are also secretly glad that the White Clan and the Night Heaven Clan have fought against the Wind Heaven Clan, otherwise, this initial place will really become a world where the Wind does not belong to one person.

They also regretted that they didn't unite at the beginning and gave the Wind Heaven Clan a chance to break through, and now, it's too late to say anything, they only hope that the Day Clan or the Night Sky Clan can become stronger, and then be able to fight against the Wind Sky Clan, then the Wind will have to weigh the weight of their six tribes, at that time, if their six tribes turn against the water, it will be the most fatal knife of the Wind Sky Clan.

Knock knock knock......

An ancient bell rang slowly, which immediately made everyone close their mouths and cast their eyes on the cloud seat suspended in front of the sacrificial altar of heaven.

The distance of 10,000 meters began to become quiet, welcoming the sacred and immediate arrival of the Nine Heavens Sacrifice Ceremony in a unique way.

Whoosh ......

One after another, figures crossed over the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they descended on this space.

Bai Zhengtang closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, looking at the first figure.

That person was none other than the Yetian Clan's patriarch Yedonglou, who was the closest to the Dayday Clan, so they were the first to arrive as observers.

"Meet the Night Emperor!"

The people present bowed to the East Tower of the Night, and the torrent-like sound echoed in this space for a long time.

"Meet the White Emperor!"

The people of the Yetian clan brought by the Yedonglou did not forget to bow to the Bai Zhengtang on the cloud seat.

Sou!

The figure of the night east building flashed, landed beside Bai Zhengtang, sat down on the side seat, looked at Bai Zhengtang and said with a smile: "It seems that the old man still came too early and disturbed the purity of the White Emperor, right?"

Bai Zhengtang smiled and waved his hand and said: "The Night Emperor said that he laughed, you can come one step earlier, it is also the honor of our Bai Clan, after the completion of the sacrifice ceremony, I hope that the Night Emperor can be in the Bai Clan for a few days, and we can also fulfill the friendship of the landlord." ”

Ye Donglou smiled and said, "The White Emperor is too polite, so gracious, then it is better to be respectful than to obey his fate." ”

Seeing Ye Donglou agree, Bai Zhengtang felt a burst of secret joy in his heart, it seemed that the stalemate between them and the Ye Tian Clan, where they heard each other's voices and never got along, finally showed signs of breaking the ice.

Yedonglou was able to promise Bai Zhengtang, of course, not for Bai Zhengtang's face, but for Bai Feifei's face, in Yedonglou's heart, he wanted to pull Bai Zhengtang down and then help Bai Feifei up.

As the time approached, the patriarchs of each tribe led the people and horses to the altar of sacrifice to the altar of heaven, on the cloud throne, and soon after, they were already sitting on the figure of the patriarchs of the eight major tribes.

Now here, everything is ready, just waiting for the arrival of the patriarch of the Wind Heaven Clan, Feng Bu.

Time passed minute by minute, and all the people looked forward to welcoming the arrival of the strongest Feng Bufeng Emperor of the Hongmeng tribe.

Seeing that the auspicious day was about to pass, I still didn't see the arrival of the wind and the group.

On the cloud seat, all the patriarchs know the meaning, this Wind Emperor is giving eye drops to the Bai Clan again.

Bai Zhengtang, who was sitting in danger, could only let out a wry smile in his heart, since the wind did not want to make things difficult for the Bai Clan, then you can only let the Seven Patriarchs understand in their hearts that their future is worrying.

Some of the high priests who couldn't hold their breath were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but they were helpless under the swirling, once the hour passed and the opening time of the tomb of the ancestors was missed, the sacrificial ceremony of the Bai clan would be like other tribes, and it would end up with a tiger's tail.

"I'm sorry, the old man is late!"

Just when the nine incense sticks were about to burn out, there was finally a loud laugh from the wind.

Above the void, as a crack was torn open, Feng Bu and his party finally appeared in front of everyone.

With the appearance of Feng Bu's figure, this vast world was suddenly shrouded in an invisible coercion, and for a while, all the boiling, noisy and whispering voices stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes revealed a line of awe-inspiring gaze, all of which converged on Feng Bu's body.

"Worship the Wind Emperor!"

In the next moment, all the people bowed down and clasped their fists, bowing to the wind, and the sound of respect sounded, rolling like a muffled thunder between the surrounding mountains, and the aftermath lingered around the peaks for a long time.

This supreme powerhouse, who had been waiting for a long time, finally came belatedly, and on the surface, although it did not affect the progress of the entire Nine Heavens Sacrifice Ceremony, it had actually given the entire Bai Clan's clansmen a dismount.

Facing everyone's worship, Feng Bu nodded slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Now that everything is ready, the Nine Days Sacrifice Ceremony, let's start." ”

Falling on the cloud seat, Feng Bu arched his hand to the eight patriarchs in turn: "I'm sorry, the old man is late, fortunately, he didn't delay the nine-day sacrifice ceremony, otherwise, Bendi would have become a sinner." ”

"The Nine Heavens Sacrifice Ceremony, start now!"

With the approval of the wind, the high priest couldn't wait to make an announcement, and the long-awaited nine-day sacrifice ceremony finally kicked off.

Rumble!

From the hands of the nine patriarchs, a ray of light shot out, fell in front of the high priest, and finally converged into a colorful compass.

It turns out that every nine-day sacrifice ceremony must be completed by this colorful compass-like thing.

And this thing was actually divided into nine parts, which were controlled by the nine patriarchs, which shows the preciousness and importance of this thing.

Taking a deep breath, the high priest bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation, and suddenly a mouthful of red essence blood spurted out, falling directly on the colorful compass.

The high priest held the colorful compass and said: "Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the natural ancestor, the four directions of creation, the 'primordial treasure', open the 'primordial light'!"

Hula!

The high priest's voice fell, and a colorful aurora had already shot out from the primordial treasure book, and the aurora swirled and shot into the crater one after another.

It turns out that the colorful compass-like thing is called the Primordial Treasure, and those aurora-like rays are the most magical primordial lights.

Bang!

As the primordial light melted into the lake, I saw the entire lake, and in an instant, a colorful light was stirred, and then the tide rolled, and countless colorful air currents rose from the lake, and finally continued to float, converging to the high sacrificial altar of heaven.

"Is that the 'primordial qi'?"

All the people stared intently at the colorful air currents that converged towards the Temple of Sacrifice Heaven, and constantly merged into the primordial light.

Bang!

On the altar of heaven, the energy nurtured by the primordial light and primordial qi turned into a raging flame, and those flames surrounded the altar of heaven, faintly, as if there was an ancient sound of heaven transmitted.

The sacred nine-day sacrifice ceremony finally announced the opening of the Sanskrit sound at this moment.

"This is the primordial qi, the source of the oldest and most magical power in the Origin Realm. It is said that in the tomb of the ancestors, there is the purest and most essence of primordial qi, if you get enough primordial qi, you can return to one yuan and give birth to the primordial spirit. ”

As for the role of primordial qi, Cang Xue'er still knows a lot, and she has a father of the emperor who is a primordial qi master, after all, she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and many things are no longer a secret in front of her.

Cang Xue'er's statement made Xiaoyao Changsheng nod convincingly, and secretly sighed that she was worthy of being the daughter of the emperor, the reason why he accompanied Cang Xue'er to come here to find the Emperor of the Sky was originally to fulfill a promise, but he didn't expect that this would be the tomb of the ancestors guarded by the ancient relics, and he had no intention of inserting willows, it seems that his luck is still good.

At this time, Feng Bu's eyes flashed slightly, because he found that a figure in the crowd of the Bai Clan brought him a different energy aura, and that person was Bai Chaofan, who had returned with Bai Feifan.