Chapter 015: Corpses Descend from the Sky
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The morning sun slowly opened the curtain, the morning glow was shining, like broken gold, and the majestic mountains seemed to be dyed gold.
The stone village is not very large, there are more than 300 men, women and children combined, and the houses are made of huge stones, simple and natural.
"Bring up all the sacrifices."
"Yes, Patriarch."
Shi Yunfeng, the patriarch of Shicun, led the clansmen to the altar, and the sacrifices that Shi Yunfeng said were actually just some beast corpses.
Under Shi Yunfeng's orders, the clansmen put the bloodstained corpses of the fierce beasts on the stone platform.
The whole stone platform is made of huge stones, three zhang in length and width, and is built next to a broken old willow tree, which is the sacrifice spirit of the stone village.
The sacrificial spirit, also known as the sacrificial spirit, is the abbreviation of the spirit of a tribe's sacrifice and offering, which guards the village and deters the fierce beasts in the wilderness.
The elders of the clan remembered that this was not the case with another sacrifice spirit from decades ago, it was a strange stone, and every time a sacrifice was offered, it would lose most of its essence blood and be absorbed by it.
Until late one night, when the old willow tree came, the strange stone chose to go away, and everything changed because of it.
The bright red beast blood stained the boulder platform red, flowing along the carved map on the stone surface, the red was terrifying, coupled with the thick and long animal hair of the giant beast, the scales of the cold light flashing, and the hideous giant horns, etc., it was shocking, and there was a tragic aura of desolation.
Under the leadership of the old patriarch Shi Yunfeng, the men, women and children of Ishimura prayed together and asked for the protection of the sacrificial spirits, which was a serious sacrificial process, and it was also a customary practice to be carried out every hunt.
The charred trees were as silent as ever, and there was no reaction, as if no sacrifice had been taken.
After the sacrifice was over, the people breathed a sigh of relief, resurfaced with joyful smiles, and began to move the carcasses of these beasts, ready to be bled and cut up.
"For many years, the priests have not touched an offering once, are they not satisfied with our offerings?"
"The spirit of sacrifice is the spirit of our sacrifice and offering, it is important to be sincere, we treat it religiously, it will protect and bless our village."
"What is the corpse of the sacrificial spirit......
A young man in the crowd looked curious, pointing to the corpse lying on the old willow tree.
I saw a corpse lying horizontally on the branch of the old willow tree, the corpse was wearing a golden robe with a dragon tattoo, and its face was smooth and white, like a jade carving, and its whole body was crystal clear, and its appearance was handsome and not like a mortal.
But that's not the point, the point is that if you get closer, there will be a huge coercion on you, and no one can get close to the corpse.
When the old people in the village heard this, their faces changed slightly, and they all remembered that rainy night decades ago, and they were all in a trance.
It was at that time that the old willow tree fell from the sky and took root in the stone village, and at the same time, the strange stone that was sacrificed and offered in the village left.
For the first few decades, the old willow tree was charred and blackened, without any life, as if it had completely died, and it was not until ten years ago that a new green branch was extracted, and then it did not change.
And the corpse on the old willow tree fell from the void with the old willow tree, the corpse has not rotted for decades, mysterious, no one knows the origin of the corpse.
But one thing is certain, and that is that the corpse was absolutely extraordinary in life, and it is very likely that it was a true God-man.
"The sacrifice is over, let's start bloodletting, in addition to the blood essence, those tendons and some bones are also extremely precious, don't lose the essence."
The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng seemed unwilling to mention the matter of the corpse, and quickly diverted the topic.
"Patriarch, don't worry!"
The young man in the clan sharpened his knife and began to cut the giant beast, making a sonorous sound from time to time, sparks splashed everywhere, and the bones of the giant beast were amazingly hard.
Someone had already prepared a large pottery jar to receive the blood essence that was kept in the special parts of the beast's body, which was an excellent blood tonic medicine, very rare.
While everyone was busy with their work, a child of about two years old staggered and staggered towards the old willow tree.
"Is that the corpse of the god that the patriarch grandfather said?"
Xiao Budian looked at the corpse with curiosity on his face, and just as he was about to continue to get closer, a faint coercion came to him, and the closer he got to it, the greater the coercion, making him unable to take a step again.
This kid is none other than Shi Hao, the protagonist of the Perfect Plane, and the future Emperor of the Wasteland.
Shi Hao was originally a royal family of the Shi family, born supreme, but when he was fostered, he was conspired to seize the supreme bone and grafted it onto his cousin Shi Yi, causing Shi Hao to be seriously ill and weakened, and was fostered by his parents in Shicun.
"Hey, what's that?"
Shi Hao suddenly noticed that there were countless imprints on the skin of the corpse, and those imprints were like talismans, emitting a faint light when they wriggled strangely.
That brand was nothing else, it was the divine pattern that was conceived in Feng Rui's body when he broke through the Taiyi realm.
The reason why Taiyi's body is so powerful and physically even better than that of the Heavenly Immortal Cultivators is because of those divine tattoos, and that divine pattern can be called Taiyi Divine Tattoo.
The Taiyi monk has the body of Taiyi, the Daluo monk has the body of Daluo, and the saint has the body of the saint, which is also called the body of the mixed element.
I saw that those imprints were constantly surging and intertwined with each other, but unfortunately because the distance was a little far, Shi Hao couldn't see it very clearly.
"He's moving!"
Shi Hao was subconsciously startled, because he suddenly saw just now that the fingers of the corpse had moved.
But after taking a closer look, he found that the corpse was still like that, and there was no trace of moving, Shi Hao had to wonder, could it be that he had just seen it wrong?
At this moment, the old patriarch Shi Yunfeng walked over.
"Little one, what are you doing, didn't you say don't go near there?"
"Got it, Grandpa Patriarch, but I seem to have seen the corpse move just now......"
Shi Hao's tone was a little uncertain.
The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng was startled when he heard this, and got closer, until he felt the coercion coming to him, and stared at the corpse for a while.
"Did the corpse really move just now?"
"I'm not sure, maybe I'm dazzled......"
The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief, if the corpse was really resurrected, he didn't know if it would be a good thing or a bad thing for Shi Village.
However, it is also possible that Xiao Bu was dazzled, otherwise how could the corpse that had not moved for decades suddenly be resurrected.
But just as Shi Yunfeng picked up Xiao Budian and turned around to leave, the corpse on the old willow tree suddenly moved, first his fingers moved slightly, and then the corpse's eyelids trembled, and a pair of dark eyes slowly opened......
"Really...... Resurrected! ”
The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng's eyes widened, and he looked at the "corpse" that slowly sat up from the old willow tree in disbelief.
The corpse was none other than Feng Rui, who had crossed over to the perfect plane decades ago, was unlucky enough to be involved in the Thunder Sea, and finally seriously injured Feng Rui, who was in a coma. (To be continued.) )