According to the opinion of the temple, the three-day meeting specifically studied the conditions for entering the memorial hall and the construction standards, and at the same time asked the Qinglin tribe to come up with a specific method, preferably with a sample model. In his personal name, the chief priest of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info asked the Qinglin tribe to report the topographic data surveyed and mapped in northern Xinjiang to the general temple, so as to make a map of the entire wilderness and command all parties to fight.

After listening to the arrangements of the Luoshui Temple, Hu Menglin did not have too many objections, after all, the entire eastern wilderness could not be completely according to Hu Menglin's vision, everyone had different understandings and different ideas, and it was good to be able to fight for this level!

The Qinglin patriarch saw that there was nothing wrong, and then asked Hu Menglin to face him: "Hu Menglin, we are not going, you must suppress your temperament, don't mess around! Now you have to consider not only yourself, but also the interests of the entire wilderness! By the way, after the three-day meeting, stay there and go to the Ten Thousand Demon Cave to cultivate, and don't come out until the Great Trial of the Thousand Worlds and Ten Thousand Races begins! There are still three days before the meeting, so you can have fun!"

By the way, I'll tell you a good news, Da Momo is not feeling well, but we won't judge whether the mirror man has children or not, I have asked her to inform old Danton Joseph, it is estimated that the old guy will come over tomorrow! I asked him to bring more things, but the old guy also reprimanded me, saying that he forgot the law of plane guardianship, and took care of his own family? I wonder if this old guy will come tomorrow with two paws empty?"

Hu Menglin is happy, speaking of which, Lao Qinglin is much older than Danton Joseph, but the status of the two is about the same, and even Danton Joseph is more lenient than Lao Qinglin, no wonder he will reprimand Lao Qinglin, but Lao Qinglin has no temper!

After chatting for a while, there was nothing to do, and Hu Menglin couldn't wait to take his wives back and sleep together. He didn't dare to take the "Great Trial of a Thousand Worlds and Ten Thousand Races" lightly now, in case he had a good one, how could he leave more good seeds!

Holding the principle of even rain and dew, Hu Menglin was extremely tired overnight! There is a poem as proof:

The grass is like a willow, and the soft wattle urges the rain and tender stamens to harvest. The sound of people is soft, and the sound of swallows is the head of the pole. The curtain is not covered and shakes in all directions, and the sky is dark and the sun is long in darkness. The light yarn is red and snowy, and the silver legs are hanging obliquely, and you don't have to worry! I don't know who fell, and I didn't see any pear blossoms, so I explained Luo Shang and whispered slowly, asking if you can continue the battle?

Compared with the gorgeous autumn of Luoshui League, the sky is more heroic and cool. The swaying "jade blue golden hook maple" has been red all over the mountain. This kind of tree species is extremely responsive as soon as the weather becomes cold, and it makes the entire vicinity of Luoshui City look red and red as soon as it is autumn. The purple jade bronze "Yan Butterfly Tree" seems to attract a group of butterflies to flutter in the wind, and the green autumn grass and miscanthus reeds on the road reflect each other, showing a little mysterious and unpredictable meaning.

From time to time, four-wheeled carriages on the red brick road drove by rapidly, and the coachman's loud singing praised the glory of the god of war, giving the primitive a touch of different civilization.

Walking out of the teleportation array, Hu Menglin was full of emotion, the last time he came was not long, but he caused a lot of trouble and ran to Nanban, this time, will he still be in the limelight as before?

Just as she was thinking, an elven girl wearing a long "silver finch feather" on her head walked over, holding a large number of colorful chrysanthemums in her hands, "Welcome to Luoshui League, please accept our most sincere gift!"

Hu Menglin took the big handful of wild chrysanthemums, looked at it, smelled it again, and a faint fragrance entered his heart. "Yes, I like this gift very much, by the way, where do all our delegates to the conference live?"

The girl pointed to the place where there were a bunch of people in front of her, "That's the reception, you can find a place to stay by following them, take the liberty of asking, your name?"

When Hu Menglin said his sacrificial level and name, the girl was a little surprised, "You mean that your tribe sent four scepter sacrifices below the level to participate in the sacrificial ceremony?" When she saw Hu Menglin nodding her head to confirm it, the girl was a little unsure whether to accompany Hu Menglin to the registration office!

Just as she was hesitating, a nine-colored glow suddenly appeared in the sky, which suddenly shrouded Hu Menglin's body, and Hu Menglin's body was shocked, "I'll go first, the red-clothed high priest called me!"

Seeing Hu Menglin running towards the Temple of the God of War in the middle, the girl's eyes widened in disbelief. But when she saw Hu Menglin rushing into the temple without any hindrance, and was warmly welcomed in by the five usually swaggering guards, the girl was almost stunned. A shaman next to him was walking quickly into the temple, and when he saw the girl's appearance, he smiled and said, "Shali, what are you looking at, which sacrifice did you fall into?"

The elf girl was a little speechless, and it took a long time for her to stammer what had just happened. The old shaman smiled, "You don't know this Hu Menglin, the person who flew over our Luoshui City and defeated many of our young powerhouses knows, it's him! This time you know why he can participate in this war sacrifice!"

Hu Menglin entered the temple, and there were already a large number of people sitting inside. The red-clothed high priest on the throne nodded Hu Menglin, "Sit down, the god of war is about to show miracles and bless us!"

Hu Menglin was stunned, he couldn't be too late, how could he not know such a big thing as the blessing of the god of war? I was about to ask the people around me, but I saw that a virtual image of the god of war suddenly appeared on the altar, which gradually became clearly visible, and the golden helmet and golden armor looked very solemn.

The red-clothed high priest knelt down, Hu Menglin wanted not to kneel, but it was too eye-catching to stand in the crowd, so he half-squatted on the ground. "Our great god of war, thank you for bless us orcs for countless years, and we offer you our heartfelt thanks and most sincere respect!" Hu Menglin also recited the sacrificial words with the old priest.

With the words of the old priest, the two female scepter priests carried a large box to the altar, and a beautiful woman appeared in the open box, and she danced in public!

"Human sacrifice!" Hu Menglin's heart rose with anger, and at this moment, the female scepter priest suddenly pulled out a golden knife, and Hu Menglin jumped up at once, "Stop, how can you use a living human sacrifice? God of War, are you such a god?"

As soon as Hu Menglin's words were finished, all the chief priests turned their eyes to Hu Menglin, and an old priest beside Hu Menglin hurriedly pulled Hu Menglin with his hand and motioned for him to kneel. Hu Menglin immediately broke free of his hand, strode to the stage, and looked at the golden statue of the god of war, "You say, have you been enjoying the sacrifices brought by human slaughter all these years? You don't deserve to be a main god!"

The god of war suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and slapped Hu Menglin against the wall. Hu Menglin was so drawn that he vomited blood, but he didn't take it seriously at all, he stood up with his hands supporting himself, and was about to speak, but he saw the god of war speak, "Boy, you don't thank me for giving you a lot of spiritual power, you dare to question me and insult me!"

Hu Menglin pointed at the beautiful woman with his hand, and was about to scold, but when he saw the red-clothed priest who pulled himself, he suddenly scolded angrily, "Great Silence Technique!" Hu Menglin's open mouth flew quickly, but there was no sound at all. Only then did the red-clothed priest say slowly, "Hu Menglin, you bastard, that beauty is a puppet, not a real person!

Hu Menglin's open mouth suddenly closed, and his face was bruised. After a while, he picked up his hands, shot his bow left and right on his face, and twitched dozens of times until he fainted on the ground. The god of war flickered like golden light, obviously angry by Hu Menglin. The light suddenly stretched forward, and all of a sudden brought Hu Menglin closer to him.

"My believers in the wilderness, thank you for your faith in me for many years, your sincerity and sincerity are the source of my will to spread all worlds! I have decided that this little boy will fight a hundred battles in a year, lose one and be abstinent for ten years, and those who dare to mate with him will surely perish!

Whoever dares to tell him will be punished in the same way!God said, hope and light are with you!" After saying that, golden light flashed, of different thicknesses, and sprinkled on everyone's head, except for Hu Menglin's head, a black and golden light fell, obviously a dark curse. The black gold glow didn't sink into the top of his head, not even a trace of it.

Soon, the dozens of red-clothed priests below were pleasantly surprised, these were actually very suitable for the Great Dao Perception, it can be said that it has been a long drought and a rainy day!

"Believers, the last calamity of the wilderness to the higher planes is about to begin, all kinds of tribulations will follow, there will be no victory without defeat, there will be no eternal life without sacrifice, and if you don't want to die, you can only perish!

What I want to warn you is that all external forces are inferior to your own strength! The heroes who lead the wilderness have appeared, as long as they survive this catastrophe, the barbarian realm will become the barbarian god realm in the future, and there will be no hindrance!"

The light of the god of war is getting fainter and fainter, and the open space in front of the temple of the god of war has already knelt down to the ground, these elites from all walks of life in the eastern wilderness were originally going to take advantage of the good autumn light to wander around Luoshui City, after all, not everyone has the opportunity to come to Luoshui League.

Suddenly found that the golden light on the temple of the god of war flickered, the virtual image of the god of war loomed in the air, the miracle was on it, how could there be a sacrifice that did not bow and worship, for a time not only sacrificed, but even many orcs in the city gathered in front of the temple, praying for the protection of the god of war.

In the temple, Hu Menglin had just woken up, he had not heard the final curse of the god of war, and when he saw the golden light disappearing and everyone was ecstatic, he quietly hid in the crowd, so shy that he seemed to be able to get into a crack in the ground. The sacrifices that can enter the temple are the elites of all ethnic groups, and they believe in the god of war extremely religiously, and they dare not tell Hu Menglin the will of the god at all.