When Binghe's words fell, the eyes of tens of thousands of people converged on Mo Lan. Tens of thousands of complex eyes containing anticipation, doubt, confusion, and other emotions converge into one point.

Under this kind of pressure, ordinary people can not move forward normally. But this pressure has almost no effect on Mo Lan.

Mo Lan walked under the twelve-storey tower, his body slowly floating in the air, slowly rising to the top of the tower.

As Mo Lan ascended, countless runes appeared on the tower. There were tens of thousands of people around the tower, and no one understood what these strange green formations represented.

When Mo Lan stood on the top of the tower, the floating patterns on the entire tower slowly solidified on the more than 90,000 logs that made up the tower, like carvings.

The tower, which was used for worship in ancient times, suddenly appeared here, and it is not known what kind of changes it will bring here.

The activation of the tower made Mo Lan feel for the first time that it contained in the logs, the strong desire to find the roots.

A towering tree must have its roots. The water of the mountains must have its source. Regardless of the nations and tribes of that world, there will be no difference in their hearts to pursue their bloodlines and roots.

The array imprinted on the tower, under the guidance of the powerful will power and Mo Lan, communicates a mysterious power between heaven and earth. This power seems to wash away everything in the forest, and countless creatures are left with the purest piety in their hearts.

"Seven thousand years ago, on the banks of the Yellow River, several eastern tribes finally merged into a powerful eastern tribe - Huaxia after a long battle. After thousands of years of development, this powerful tribe has slowly formed its own unique culture, and a civilization is quietly emerging, from which the brilliant Chinese civilization began. The cultural condensation has led to the emergence of a strong cohesion and centripetal force among the Chinese tribes, forming a unified bloodline that will be passed down endlessly......"

Mo Lan's pious and desolate voice, under the action of the tower. From the minds of tens of thousands of Oriental relics. Brought them from the ancient times to the present. In the process of the development of China's brilliant civilization.

Tens of thousands of Oriental relics stood under the altar, and all kinds of emotions in their eyes had long since dissipated, leaving only infinite piety and pride.

Mo Lan's fighting spirit is mysterious, so that they follow Mo Lan's words, feel the bits and pieces of the life of the Chinese tribe, and experience the glory of a great civilization.

Standing in the dark, the floating sea treasure almost completely knew Mo Lan's plan. At this time, it was also Mo Lan's words. brought into that glorious era, looked up at that immortal nation, and traced the trajectory of the evolution of the Chinese nation.

For nine days and nine nights, under the mysterious shroud of the tower, tens of thousands of people did not have a trace of fatigue. They followed Mo Lan's guidance to experience and feel. As soon as the sun rose on the tenth day, Mo Lan took out the dragon carved by citrine and placed it on the tower, "Let us worship our great Chinese totem - dragon." ”

Tens of thousands of people under the tower. Following Mo Lan's movements, his hands facing the sky. Cross over your chest. They caressed their chests with their hands and worshiped their map Teng-dragon reverently, even the floating sea treasure and the floating wind.

The tower has been around since ancient times. It's not something that can be easily built and climbed. Only when people permeate the materials with emotions such as anticipation, hope, and so on, can it be possible to store infinite aspirations in the built tower.

Only the tower containing pure wish power can the powerful Douhuang take the stage to worship. The emperor who climbed the tower was based on the wishes of the people. With the mystery of the tower, it conveys a real and pure emotion. This is the most powerful demagogic force in heaven and earth.

Under the mysterious power of the tower and the guidance of Mo Lan, tens of thousands of Oriental relics have completely experienced the development process of the Chinese tribe. Immerse yourself in Chinese civilization.

They had long believed that dragon blood flowed through them. When Mo Lan stepped down from the tower, the eyes of tens of thousands of people were still staring at the platform, and the dragon soared with golden light in the sun.

There was silence in the forest for three hours. It took three hours for Binghe to withdraw his gaze from the dragon. He walked up to the wooden platform and faced the tens of thousands of people, "I declare. From today. Our tribe has its own name -- Huaxia. ”

The word Huaxia spat out from the mouth of Binghe and echoed in the forest for a long time.

"Huaxia. Dragon! Dragon!" the cries of tens of thousands of people pushed the sounds of the forest that were about to disappear into the sky again.

Bing He pressed his hands remotely, and Chongxiao's shout slowly quieted down, "Our friend Mo Lan has found his roots for us. From today on, he will be the great sacrifice of our Huaxia clan, and he has the right to question the qualifications of the patriarch, restrain the behavior of the patriarch, and let him bring our Huaxia clan back to glory. ”

"High Priest, High Priest, Brilliant, Brilliant......" The shouts of the Huaxia clan established Mo Lan's position in this clan.

These nine days are of extraordinary significance to this eastern tribe, so much so that the custom of celebrating the nine days every year has always accompanied this tribe.

In the hollow of the tree where the patriarch dwelt. Mo Lan looked at the Bing Gu in a crown and smiled, "What, are you willing to wear it?"

"You're right, the culture of your ancestors should be inherited in your heart. It's like you're dressed in a power suit, but you have a Chinese heart. And I have kept this suit for nearly 100 years, and I am still lost to the present. ”

Mo Lan sighed slightly, "The characteristics of your own clan are not on the outside, but in the heart, you still don't understand." In the forest, you are dressed in a crown robe, is it appropriate? You make the people wear wide clothes and big sleeves, how can they survive in the forest?"

"Survival and development have never been directly related to clothing and tribal traditions. Although Binghe did not directly refute Simolan's words, he was very dismissive of Mo Lan's words in his tone.

Mo Lan didn't care about Binghe's tone, took out a noble robe from the spatial ring, which was no less complicated than the crown robe, and after skillfully putting it on, he said to Bing Gu: "Go out with me." ”

After Mo Lan took Binghe around the forest, he returned to the tree hole and looked at Binghe River, "Got it?"

Binghe looked at Mo Lan's still brand-new clothes, looked down at himself again, and said with a wry smile: "I think I understand what you mean, for the clan, strength is always the guarantee of tradition or civilization." If you don't have the corresponding strength, don't wander around the forest in fancy clothes. ”

Mo Lan did not comment on Binghe's words, some things must be experienced by himself, otherwise he will not be able to listen to other people's words.

"Bing Lao, I plan to leave tomorrow. ”

"So fast. Binghe was a little surprised.

Mo Lan nodded and said, "We still have things to do, before leaving, I want to ask you, where is the curse on your body? This hidden danger must be lifted, otherwise someone will be cursed sooner or later." ”

Binghe thought for a moment and hesitated, "It's very likely that it was cursed in that ruin." ”

"Ruins?!Take me to see it. Mo Lan didn't expect that in this green forest, there were really legendary ruins.

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