Dozens of people appeared on the horizon, pulled by the setting sun on the ground to make a long shadow, and the outline of the body was set with a golden edge by the sunset, looking extremely tall and majestic, almost everyone dragged a huge beast, full of loads.

"I'm back!" a group of women and children, who had been standing at the head of the village for a long time, cheered, and the anxiety and fear in their hearts disappeared at once, and they shouted loudly.

"Abba, they're back safely!"

"Oh my God, there are so many prey, what a rare harvest!"

The hunt was a great success, with dozens of adult men caught a large dragon horn elephant, a one-legged beast resembling a cow, and a bucket-sized python with wings......

"We were really lucky that we came home with a full load and no one was hurt. Shi Linhu, the leader of the hunting procession, laughed heartily and explained to the patriarch and the villagers.

In the past few days and nights, there are super giant beasts passing by in the mountains, the ground shakes the mountains, trampling to death, trampling and injuring many mountain beasts, during the day they track all the way, killing a lot of seriously injured beasts, these are strong creatures that need to be avoided by the villagers on weekdays.

The old patriarch listened to his words with a smile, "Okay, let's go back and rest first, no matter what, this is a bumper harvest, let's go to the altar to worship the willow god later!"

......

The altar was made of huge stones, and it was very open, and it was built next to the broken old willow tree, and it was now full of wild beasts, like a hill.

The bright red beast blood stained the boulder platform red, flowing along the carved diagram on the stone surface, red and gorgeous, 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 flood and desolation atmosphere.

Under the leadership of the old patriarch, the men, women, and children of Ishimura prayed together and asked for the protection of the willow god, which was a serious ritual and a custom to be performed every time they returned from a hunt.

Now Lin Xi and his wife, who are members of the stone village, naturally joined in this worship activity, and followed the villagers, muttering nonsense in their mouths that he could not understand, and then put the sacrifices on the altar.

"It's been many years since the sacrifice spirit has made an offering, so do you still need to make a sacrifice every time?" a teenager muttered.

"What are you talking about, stinky boy!" his father glared at Brass Bell with wide eyes, and picked up his fan-sized hand to beat him.

The old patriarch waved his hand, stopped, and said softly: "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." ”

The young man's face turned red, and he hurriedly said: "Patriarch, I'm not insincere, I just feel that the sacrifice spirit doesn't seem to need these sacrifices, and I have never used them. ”

"It's good that my mind arrives. Shi Yunfeng patted him on the shoulder and explained attentively.

The sacrificial spirit, also known as the "spirit of sacrifice", is the abbreviation of the "spirit of sacrifice and offering" of a tribe, which guards the village and deters the fierce beasts in the wilderness.

When Lin Xi put one of the sacrifices on the altar, he silently forced a drop of golden blood out of his finger and dripped it on the altar along with the sacrifice.

As soon as a drop of golden blood fell on the altar, it merged into the original beast blood, and in an instant, the blood of the beast that originally exuded a pungent smell suddenly emitted a pale golden light, and a sacred and immortal aura suddenly enveloped the entire stone village.

"It's ...... What's going on?"

The old village chief's face changed when he saw this, and before he had time to figure out the changes in the altar, he found that the old willow tree at the entrance of the village, the small willow branch that had been lazy and had no reaction, suddenly extended and expanded wildly, and in an instant, the slender willow branch spread to the sky above the altar.

In the stunned eyes of the villagers, the slender willow branches were directly inserted into the blood on the altar, and in a single breath, the blood that originally emitted a pale golden light was directly absorbed and dissipated without a trace.

The blood disappeared, and the willow branches, which were originally still some green, were shrouded in a layer of golden light, and as the willow branches continued to shorten and return, it seemed that the golden blood absorbed by it also returned to the foundation of the branches, and suddenly, the huge willow tree with a diameter of more than ten meters thick, the place where it was struck by lightning and dried and scorched, actually fell off layer by layer, as if it had a new vitality, and grew a new layer of bark.

This is not over, it seems that the golden blood absorbed by the old willow tree, the energy contained in it is too huge, there was only one willow on the bare trunk, at this time there were seven or eight branches, and on each branch, more than ten willow branches exuding a pale golden treasure light grew.

Although these branches and willow branches still seem a little sparse and empty for the huge willow tree, and they are still a little far away from the level of 'ten thousand weeping willows and green silks', but even so, compared to the bare and dry willow tree before, it can be regarded as a great creation, and this opportunity at least saved her tens of thousands of years of time to recuperate.

Silk ~~

Nearly 100 slender willow branches, exuding a pale golden light, swaying with the evening mountain breeze, even the children in the village can clearly feel the joy of the willow tree.

"Thank you, thank you......"

A series of women's voices echoed in the village, spreading all around with the wind, the voice was soft and gentle, giving people a very close feeling, and people couldn't help but be happy.

"The spirit has appeared, the willow god has appeared, and the willow god of our village has finally appeared!"

The old village chief was a little incoherent with excitement, but he clearly remembered that when he was a teenager, he had witnessed the shocking and terrifying picture of the willow god descending on the stone village.

In the middle of that night, lightning and thunder roared, heavy rain was majestic, the storm was violent to the extreme, the mountains were all thundered and lightning collapsed, the mountain torrent was like the sea, the fierce beasts were running wildly, and the scene was terrifying.

It was at that time that a large willow tree that reached the sky appeared in the clouds, bathed in the sea of thunder, and the lightning that swirled around the mountains was thick, and thousands of willows turned into a blazing divine chain, piercing the entire heavenly dome, as if fighting with something.

Eventually, the big willow tree snapped, blackened, and shrunk to its current size, and fell down and took root in the stone village, as the lightning disappeared and the downpour receded. That night, the strange stone sacrifice spirit that had been sacrificed and offered in the village left that night, and the big willow tree became their new sacrifice spirit......

This night, Ishimura has been in a pale golden light, the light in Ishimura with a gentle and bright atmosphere, and outside Ishimura, it is with an endless terrifying murderous aura, as if to warn the alien beasts and demons outside the village, declaring the inviolability of Ishimura.