The elders were gossiping, and there was a great tendency that they would not stop if they saw the holy woman.

The Great Elder naturally wouldn't let Jiang Yi come out to meet people at this time.

Fake is fake after all, if you show your feet now, you won't even be able to mix up tomorrow's New Fire Festival.

For the Great Elder, it was imperative to appease the people and deter the foreigners first. As for the rest, I'll talk about that later.

"Rest assured, Elders, Ahsan will definitely show up at the New Fire Festival." No matter what the elders said, the Great Elder remained unmoved.

The elder with a long face said unwillingly: "Great Elder, since the Holy Maiden has already been out of the customs, why can't she come out to meet people now?" Could it be that there is something wrong with this? ”

The Great Elder's eyes were cold, and the elder who was staring at Rong Chang's face slowly asked, "What does Elder An think is the problem?" ”

The one in the clan who is more skilled than the Great Elder's disguise technique is this Elder An.

Elder Rong's eyes flickered, and he said in a heart: "Could it be that the Great Elder hasn't heard of the recent rumors?" ”

The people's expressions became strange.

They've heard the rumors, but it's hard for anyone to talk about them on the surface.

"Rumors?" The Great Elder's expression tensed.

Elder Rong Changyan simply said: "Yes, the clansmen all say that the holy woman has not shown up for a long time, and she is not in retreat at all, but has already passed away-"

"Nonsense!" The Great Elder slapped the table suddenly, his face full of anger, "Elder An, the clan is ignorant, just believe those rumors, as an elder of my clan, how can you still believe those nonsense?" ”

Elder Rong Changyan did not flinch: "In this case, why don't the Great Elder invite the Holy Maiden out to see him, so as to reassure us and the others." ”

The Great Elder turned his back and said in a resolute tone: "Go back, you can naturally see Ahsan at the New Fire Festival tomorrow." ”

Seeing that the Great Elder was so resolute, everyone had to leave in a huff.

Elder Rong Changyan's face was extremely gloomy after he returned, and a second-generation elder close to him persuaded: "Since the Great Elder said that the Holy Maiden will appear at the New Fire Festival, you don't have to argue with the Great Elder, everything will be known tomorrow." ”

Elder Rong Chang's face was uncertain: "I'm just afraid that the Great Elder will cover the sky with one hand and fool the clansmen...... Let's wait until tomorrow. ”

The next day was a fine day.

With this good weather and the arrival of the new fire festival, everyone of the Wumiao people is full of smiles.

But there was apprehension hidden under this smile.

It's the annual festival of fire, will the saint appear?

If the saint still doesn't appear, is that rumor true?

Just the thought of this possibility made these ordinary people feel a great sense of trepidation.

If there is no saintess, how can Wu Miao, who has broken the inheritance, be the leader of more than a dozen tribes, and why should they have no worries about food and clothing?

The gate of the village opened, and more than a dozen tribes came.

More than a dozen people from each tribe and as few people as few will participate in the New Fire Festival under the auspices of the Great Elder Wumiao to retrieve the New Fire for their respective tribes.

This is the only day of the year when they can enter the village of Wumiao.

There are countless poisonous insects in the black seedlings, surrounded by miasma, only by wearing the special sachets issued by the Wu Miao people at the door, can we ensure that they are not infested by poisonous insects and miasma.

This sachet is only effective for most of the day, just enough for foreigners to participate in the New Fire Festival.

People in different costumes walked in, men and women, old and young, and if you look closely, you can find that these people are keeping a distance from a few people in Tsing Yi.

Those people in Tsing Yi didn't have much expression on their faces, and even the only teenager had a blank expression, without the curiosity that his peers should have.

The elders of the Wumiao people, led by the Great Elder, greeted these people.

A middle-aged man in a white robe asked with a smile, "Great Elder, I don't know who is the person who started the fire today?" Could it be that you are still doing it yourself, as you did last year? ”

The Great Elder glanced at the man and said lightly: "As the Great Elder of Wumiao, I am even more pious in my own hands, could it be that the Patriarch of Xue Miao dislikes it?" ”

The man smiled and said, "The Great Elder said that he was laughing, how dare I dislike it?" It's just that the person who started the fire in the past has always been the Holy Maiden of Wumiao, but in the past few years, it has been done by you, which is a little strange. ”

The people of the other tribes quietly exchanged glances, each with their own thoughts.

Wu Miao and Xue Miao have not torn their faces on the surface, but they have been opposed for a long time.

In fact, Xue Miao and Wu Miao were originally one family, but later they were divided because of some contradictions, and there were two families. Xue Miao is weak, and in the eyes of other tribes, it is only dependent on the existence of the Wu Miao tribe, but this is obviously not the case for the Xue Miao tribe.

In particular, Wu Miao's previous saintess was vacant, and this saint did not show up for several years, which had already made Xue Miao ready to move.

The Great Elder calmly took a sip of tea: "The affairs of my clan, the Xue Miao Patriarch doesn't have to worry about it." ”

Before the words fell, the sound of the horn suddenly resounded throughout the village, and everyone fell silent, only the sound of the horn became louder and melodious.

In the midst of the non-stop sound of the horn, a woman in black clothes and black hair walked slowly and walked towards the high platform step by step.

The quiet scene was broken for a moment and the Woo Miao people were in a commotion.

"Holy Maiden, Holy Maiden!"

With a plop, someone knelt down, and then countless clansmen knelt down one after another and bowed to the woman in Xuanyi.

The people of the other tribes looked at each other, and the Xue Miao patriarch even changed his face.

Is the Holy Maiden of Omon really alive?

His eyes burned as he chased after the woman in the dark robe. Compared with the immature girl three years ago, although the woman in front of her is a little more mature, she is undoubtedly the same person.

At this moment, the Xue Miao patriarch felt deeply frustrated.

Contrary to the other tribes, the Woo Miao people were clearly inspired and excited.

Jiang seemed to walk to the high platform in the eyes of thousands of people, and a set of worship and blessing rituals came down, without the slightest mistake, which made the great elder and others who were secretly hanging in their hearts breathe a sigh of relief.

"Make a fire—" the Great Elder shouted.

Jiang seemed to hold the flint in his hand and began to make a fire.

The specially concocted wood soon gave birth to a bright flame.

The scene was full of jubilation, cheerful gongs and drums sounded, and people began to sing and dance.

Jiang seemed to stand on the high platform and swept in the direction of the Great Elder, and saw the Great Elder gently bowing his head to her, showing a smile.

Her eyes flickered, and she casually scanned her surroundings, her gaze wandering somewhere for a moment.

The young man standing behind an old man in Tsing Yi was very familiar.

Jiang seemed to quickly recognize who the young man was, it was Yun Chuan, the corpse-chasing boy he rescued on the southbound road.

Unexpectedly, she found that the corpse chaser didn't stir up much turmoil in Jiang Yi's heart, she silently walked down from the high platform and walked towards the place where the Great Elder was.

The dancing clansmen chased after the saintess they hadn't seen for a long time, and they had a relaxed smile on their faces as if they had unloaded their burdens, making their dancing more and more flexible.

The scene became more and more lively, and some people of status began to blend in with the dancing crowd, including people from other tribes.

The love of singing and dancing is deeply ingrained in these people's bones, and it is an important way for them to express their joy.

Yun Chuan, a corpse chaser boy, also walked into the dancing crowd.

He didn't do it to dance, but to find a familiar face.