Time flies like a white horse, and three days pass in a blink of an eye.

In the past three days, the entire Tushi tribe was enveloped in an indescribable atmosphere, as the ritual of worshiping the ancient ancestors was getting closer and closer.

"Hurry up! This blood pool must be completed before the moon rises, otherwise it won't be in time for the ceremony!" In the square of the Tuoshi tribe, a huge stone pond is being piled up little by little by the skilled craftsmen in the tribe. The diameter of this large pond is about 20 meters wide, high to the shoulders of people, and can accommodate more than 100 people to enter it. A middle-aged man with two stars flashing at the center of his eyebrows was directing from the side, and a trace of anxiety could be seen in his expression.

"Uncle Tuolong!" Daddy!" Two hairy boys came out from behind the middle-aged man and greeted the middle-aged man with a smile on their faces.

"It turned out to be Tu'er and Xiao Mu! Why don't you stay at home? Come here and want to make trouble? The ancestor worship ceremony will start in three hours. If you want to make trouble, my iron fist of love can't spare you!" The middle-aged man turned his head and recognized the two of them, and his originally stiff face instantly eased a lot, and he joked. This middle-aged man is none other than Chubby's father, the deputy captain of the Tuoshi Tribe Hunters.

Don't look at Tuolong's appearance of being a living person when he is working, but in fact, he is a gentle man in his heart, and he is very doting on his son, and by the way, he also cares for Su Mu, his son's best friend.

"Iron Fist of Love! Daddy, even if you give us a hundred guts, we won't dare to make trouble on the day of the sacrifice of the ancient ancestors! Hearing Tuolong's words, Fat quickly waved his hand, and his head shook like a drum.

The iron fist of love that Tuolong said is actually a pair of fists that usually beat Xiaopang and Su Mudi. Whenever Su Mu and Xiao Fat, the two demon kings of the mixed world, made trouble, he was indispensable to a fat beating, and over time, everyone jokingly called his fist the iron fist of love.

"There are a lot more juniors who are going to participate in the ceremony this time than the one five years ago, so this blood pool is a little bigger and takes a little more time, but it will definitely be completed before the moonrise. Tuolong spoke, and then his eyes swept slightly at Su Mu beside Chubby.

"The star cyclone has actually accumulated to such an extent, and it is estimated that it will soon condense into stars. The talent of this kid is so strong! Compared to the cultivation speed of the eighteen-year-old adult, the cultivation speed of the group of juniors, no wonder the old patriarch asked him to join the ceremony in advance. Tuolong looked Su Mu up and down, muttering in his heart. I saw that at the center of Su Mudi's eyebrows, an earthy yellow earth star cyclone was slowly rotating, and the size of the cyclone was even more expanded by one-fifth than three days ago.

Su Mu has been cultivating for the past three days, and this is also thanks to the old patriarch's animal skin fragment. If it weren't for the fact that the fragment recorded the cultivation experience of many predecessors, Su Mu would have taken many detours, and he would not have improved so much in just three days.

"Su Mu, you take Tu'er back to prepare first, it's best to wash your body in advance, and then there will be unexpected effects when you participate in the sacrifice. Tuolong opened his mouth and said, as a person who came over, he naturally knew about this sacrifice to the ancient ancestors, so he specially reminded the two of them.

"Thank you, Uncle Tuolong, let's go, don't bother Uncle. Su Mu bowed to Tuolong, and then pulled Chubby out of the square.

"It's not bad that Xiao Tu'er can mix with this kid he picked up, at least he hasn't been left behind too much in cultivation. A figure suddenly appeared behind Tuolong, and he saw this figure lying on his back, his hair black and white, and the three earthy yellow stars at the center of his eyebrows were constantly beating.

"Father, when are you here?" Taken aback by the familiar voice, Tholong spoke in the direction of the voice.

It was Chubby's grandfather Tuomeng who spoke, and he was also the second-ranked master of the entire Tuoshi tribe. Like the old patriarch Tuoqi, he is a three-star ancient god. As the captain of the Tribal Hunters, this old man of Tuomeng pays extra attention to the growth of his grandson. Like the brute beast bone fragment that Xiaopang gave to Su Mu before, it was from his hand.

"The sacrificial beast corpse has been prepared, I'm here to see how the sacrificial blood pool is done. Fortunately, I was able to catch up with the progress, and it seems that you are not lazy in supervising the work on the side. Tumon glanced at the soon-to-be-finished vat in the square and nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you father for your praise! This ritual of sacrificing the ancient ancestors is extraordinary, and the child should do his best. Although Tuolong is middle-aged, he is still unusually respectful in front of his father.

Tuomeng nodded, and then asked, "Listen to that old guy from Tuoqi, you want our family Tu'er to participate in this ceremony?"

"Yes, father, Tu'er has already stepped into the stage of accumulation of star cyclones, and he has met the conditions to participate in the ceremony. Turon replied, a hint of excitement in his tone.

"I attended the ceremony at the age of thirteen and a half...... Tu'er's future achievements will be above you and me...... I hope he can grow up safely......" Tuomeng sighed as he looked in the direction where Su Mu and Chubby had left, and couldn't tell whether his tone was good or bad.

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"Knock! knock!"

As the setting sun sank over the western horizon and a hook-like silver moon rose from the east of the Savage Continent, a rapid drum beat echoed within the Tuoshi tribe. The sound of the drums is dense and fast, completely different from the melodious rhythm of morning exercises.

On the square of the Tuoshi tribe, more than 3,000 people were densely crowded. Men and women, young and old, the entire Tuoshi tribe gathered here.

Around the square, hundreds of torches are planted on eighteen erected stone pillars, and flames jump on the torches, illuminating the whole square very thoroughly. In the middle of the square, a large pond about 20 meters wide was lying quietly, and this large pool, called the Blood Sacrifice Pool, was finally completed before the ceremony began.

The old patriarch Tuoqi sat on the altar next to the square, while the patriarch Tuoli stood beside him, a scene that also appeared during the morning exercises. However, at this time, the two of them had a trace of seriousness on their faces, and they did not relax at all.

Tuo Li looked up at the moon in the sky and found that the time was almost there, and then swept all the clansmen standing in the square under the altar, and slowly said, "The auspicious time has come, and the sacrifice begins!"

The loud voice spread throughout the square of the Tuoshi tribe, and the originally quiet crowd let out a torrential shout, and everyone raised their hands above their heads to make a gesture of imminent worship.

"Since the ancient ancestors opened up the world, the Taoist body fell, the ancient descendants, did not respect immortals, did not worship Buddha, and were in the company of gods, demons, and demons. Today, although the ancient ancestor has fallen, our descendants do not forget the ancestral grace and worship the ancient ancestor once every five years. May the ancient ancestor divine power bless me with smooth wind and rain, and bless me with the ability to stabilize in the barbarian ancients. The old patriarch Tuoqi slowly stood up from the stone chair of the altar, slowly raised his hands like everyone else, and slowly walked down from the altar while speaking loudly. The Tuoshi people who surrounded the blood sacrifice pool slowly separated a road, and let the old patriarch Tuoqi slowly walk to the side of the blood sacrifice pool.

"Sacrifice to the ancestors with blood! The old patriarch slowly bent down and bowed towards the Blood Sacrifice Pool, his raised hands just resting on the edge of the Blood Sacrifice Pool as he bowed.

Holding the edge of the sacrificial blood pool with both hands, the old patriarch Tuoqi slowly moved to the right with a bowing posture. At this moment, a blood-red trajectory fainted little by little from the place where the old patriarch's hands had moved!

The edge of the sacrificial blood pool was deliberately shaped like a knife edge, and it was unusually sharp. As long as someone puts their hands on top and wipes them hard, they can easily cut the flesh and blood on their palms!

"Tick!"

Bright red blood beads began to drip into the sacrificial blood pool little by little, and as the old patriarch walked along the pool, the edge of the sacrificial blood pool had been dyed red with blood!

When the old patriarch Tuoqi finished walking around, the patriarch Tuoli also bowed down like his father, put his hands on the sharp edge of the sacrificial blood pool, and then moved his body to the right, circling the sacrificial blood pool in a counterclockwise direction.

More than 3,000 Tuoshi clansmen, young and old, all respectfully followed the patriarch to make the same action at this moment. Bright red blood dripped down the edge of the sharp sacrificial blood pool into the sacrificial blood pool.

The originally empty sacrificial blood pool, with the passage of time, began to accumulate a lot of blood, and this blood was the blood in the palm of all the Tuoshi clansmen!