Mo Yiming didn't seem to be completely sleepy, he rubbed his eyes, looked puzzled, looked at Xiaohu, and said, "What sacrifice?" ”

Xiaohu had a look of joy on his face and said, "Don't you have sacrifices in Nanshan?" ”

Mo Yiming shook his head.

"Today is the third day of March, and we hold such a sacrifice here every year to pray for good weather and safety for the people throughout the year." As Xiaohu spoke, his eyes lit up. But then he scratched his round head again, as if he was pondering something again, and after a moment, he continued: "However, this sacrifice is held by the Great Elder, and if you go out and are discovered by the Great Elder, you will definitely be driven away. No, we have to find a way. ”

Xiaohu spoke, quickly ran to another room, and after a while, he ran in with a set of strange clothes, and said, "Come, Brother Yiming, this is Abba's clothes, after you put them on, no one will know that you are from Nanshan." ”

Mo Yiming was also curious about this sacrifice, so he didn't refuse, and after putting on his clothes, he walked out with Xiaohu.

At this moment, outside, there are people rushing to a certain place. No one noticed Mo Yiming's unfamiliar face.

Xiaohu led Mo Yiming and these people to walk forward.

This is the first time Mo Yiming has seen this tribe, the buildings of this tribe are not like Nanshan, the houses here are only one floor, and occasionally there are two floors, all of which are built by grass huts.

It looks like a haystack, but in it, it's very warm.

These houses are densely packed, and there are more than 1,000 households in the distance.

Women wear the same clothes, and men wear the same clothes. There are no flowers, it looks very simple, but there is an indescribable beauty, the clothes on the body, the embroidery is very beautiful, hand-praised.

Mo walked about a thousand meters or so, and what appeared in front of Mo Yiming was a dense crowd, and at this moment, these crowds surrounded a high wooden platform, with respect in their eyes.

This stone platform is round, with a diameter of 100 meters, and there are thousands of people around it. Some of them were standing, some were kneeling. Those kneeling with their eyes closed and their fingers clasped together, as if they were making a wish, as if they were pleading.

Suddenly, Xiaohu was patted on the shoulder, Xiaohu was startled, and when he turned his head to look, he immediately lowered his head and blushed and said, "Grandma." ”

Xiaohu's mother sighed and said, "You, why are you disobedient." ”

Xiaohu pursed his lips and said, "I also want to bring Brother Yiming out to join in the fun, how boring it is to stay at home." ”

Mo Yiming understood the meaning of their words, and hurriedly said, "Auntie, don't blame Xiaohu, I insisted on asking Xiaohu to bring me here." ”

Xiaohu is also an honest person, and said, "No, I brought him here." ”

Xiaohu's mother sighed and said, "It's all out, it's useless to say anything." That's fine, I'm really worried about when I'll take you out. Since he is now mixed in the crowd, he can be regarded as a familiar eye, and others will not arouse suspicion in the future. Just you don't talk too much. ”

Mo Yiming nodded: "Got it." ”

Just as Mo Yiming was talking, at this moment, a black Changhong suddenly galloped from a distance, and the speed of this Changhong was so fast that it appeared on the wooden platform in a blink of an eye.

When he appeared, it was an old man dressed strangely, this old man's eyes were slightly narrowed, or maybe his eyes were small, but there was a different essence in the squinted small eyes, which made people feel a chilling feeling.

His face was wrinkled, his hair was gray, and the pattern of his clothes was the same as those of these people, the only difference was that the color of his clothes was much darker, like the night, and it seemed to be heavy and oppressive.

The skin on his body was already wrinkled, especially the ten fingers, which were like skeletons, looking extremely gloomy, like evil ghosts from hell, very terrifying.

Even so, he held a staff tightly in his hand, and on the top of the staff was a blue crystal ball, like a magic wand, and at this moment, in the crystal ball, a trace of lightning could be clearly seen, swimming slowly.

On the wooden platform, there were three erected braziers, and in the braziers there was some dry wood in them.

The old man made his rounds, as if to remember them.

Mo Yiming subconsciously buried his head and was not seen by this person.

Xiaohu looked at this person's gaze, not only did not fear, but showed a look of worship.

From the time when the Changhong galloped from before, Mo Yiming could probably feel from the fluctuations brought out by it that this person's cultivation should be around the fifth level of transformation.

Xiaohu whispered to Mo Yiming: "Brother Yiming, this is the great elder of our tribe, and his cultivation is transforming. ”

When Xiaohu spoke, the admiration in his eyes was even stronger, and there was a little excitement in his words, as if the transformation realm was out of reach for him.

"In our Kamu tribe, most of the people's cultivation is in the stage of gathering qi, and there are very few people who transform into shapes, except for the Great Elder, who is the Great Protector, but the Great Protector is almost impossible for anyone to see, because he has been in retreat, and it is said that he is about to transform into a god now."

Xiaohu said, his gaze never taking his eyes off the Great Elder's body.

Mo Yiming wondered, is there no transformation above this big Northern Wilderness?

"The Northern Wilderness is so big, how can there be only one transformation stage?"

Mo Yiming asked Xiaohu, because he knew that since the Northern Wilderness had been at war with Nanshan for so many years, he must have a certain amount of capital, not to mention the transformation of the form, maybe the transformation of the god, and even the immeasurable.

"Brother Yiming doesn't know, our Kamu tribe belongs to the extreme edge of the Northern Wilderness, and the entire Northern Wilderness may be the worst strength of our Kamu tribe, so there are often people from other tribes who bully us, if it weren't for the Great Elder and the Great Protector, our Kamu tribe may have been invaded by other tribes."

Mo Yiming was even more puzzled, he didn't expect that there would be such a tribal dispute in the Northern Wilderness, and there would also be a civil war.

"In the Northern Wilderness, there are many tribes, and our tribe is the farthest away from the central tribe, that is, the main tribe of the Northern Wilderness, so we are often bullied by the surrounding tribes. But I'm not afraid, I know that with our Great Elder and Great Protector, our Kamu tribe is safe, and one day in the future, I will also become like the Great Elder, a transfiguration existence, protect my tribe, protect my family, and protect you. ”

Xiaohu said, grinning at Mo Yiming.

Mo Yiming also smiled and said, "If I can, I'll protect you." ”

Xiaohu said: "Brother Yiming must have been hunted down and killed this time, so you must be a monk?" ”

Mo Yiming nodded.

Xiaohu continued: "But presumably Brother Yiming's cultivation should be gathering qi, if it was in transformation, it wouldn't have fallen like this." But then again, how could he be transformed at the age of the Great Elder? ”

Mo Yiming smiled and said, "Xiaohu, what stage of cultivation are you at now?" ”

Xiaohu scratched his head and said, "A few days ago, I was tested for cultivation talent, and I have cultivation talent, but my qualifications are ordinary, and I haven't started cultivating yet." ”

Mo Yiming touched Xiaohu's head and said, "Don't be discouraged, go back and help you." ”

When Xiaohu heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Really? ”

Mo nodded: "Will I still lie to you?" ”

"Great, everyone else thinks I have ordinary qualifications, no one is willing to teach me to cultivate, there is a brother Ming, I will soon become a monk."

It can be seen that Xiaohu's desire for cultivation is extremely strong.

"On the third day of March, it is the day when the dragon raises its head, and on this day, as always, we will hold the most sacrificial sacrifice, and ask all the people of the Kamu tribe to give me your most faith and sincere worship, so that I can convey it to the heavens."

As soon as Xiaohu's words fell, the great elder on the wooden platform suddenly spoke, and pointed his staff at the sky, and suddenly the blue crystal ball on his staff suddenly emitted blue lightning and soared into the sky.

And at this moment, everyone knelt down, put their palms together, and closed their eyes.

In order to arouse suspicion, Mo Yiming also knelt down.

It's just that at this moment, he suddenly felt that this so-called sacrifice was not a simple sacrifice......