The initiation ceremony takes place on a large earthen flat in the middle of the village.

Stepping on the gradually rising moonlight, when he walked into Datuping, Fang Luoya found that it was already quite lively;

A huge pile of firewood was piled up in the center of the earthen lawn, and some children began to chase and play happily in the earthen lawn, and some adults stood next to the earthen flat and chatted.

"Hey Mu Yong, this kid in your family is too thin, I guess I have to raise it for a while."

Seeing Mu Yong and the others coming, a tall man looked at Fang Luoya twice, and suddenly said with a smile.

Mu Yong grinned, smashed a fist on Gu Mo's chest, and said, "Ahem, don't worry Gu Mo, my Aya will definitely grow stronger than your Gu Feng in the future."

"Haha Mu Yong, then I'll wait, Wu has already seen Gu Feng today, and said that my Gu Feng now has the strength of a sixth-level wizard" Gu Mo laughed proudly as he listened to his chest.

"Sixth-level sorcerer?" Hearing Gu Mo's words, Mu Yong showed a trace of surprise on his face, and looked at Gu Mo with a smug look on his face, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he smashed Gu Mo and said: "That's good, your Gu Mo is only sixteen years old, even if a sixteen-year-old sixth-level sorcerer is in a big tribe, it is amazing!"

"Of course, Mu Yong, don't you see whose son it is haha" Gu Mo showed a mouthful of white teeth and laughed proudly, then looked at Yun Ling beside Mu Yong, and said with a smile: "By the way, Mu Yong, although your Yun Ling is still young, he will be able to marry in a few years, or let's make a decision, my family Gu Feng is also a sixth-level wizard now, maybe he will become an eighth-level wizard in a few years, and when your family Yunling marries, he will definitely not suffer a loss!"

Hearing Gu Mo's words, Mu Yong was slightly stunned, looked down at Yun Ling beside him, and was obviously a little moved, but after only hesitating slightly, he laughed and said, "Yun Ling is still young, I promised Yun Ling and her mother to wait for Yun Ling to be sixteen years old, and see what she means!"

"Hey Mu Yong, we are good brothers Yun Ling and her mother are right, but our Gu Feng is now sixteen years old;

Gu Mo stretched out his hand and patted Mu Yong's shoulder, sighed, and said: "If it had been decided earlier, I would have been relieved to be a father for so many years, and you also know my character;

"Well, I know" Mu Yong nodded with a sigh and said: "Gu Feng, I grew up watching, so I naturally know that Yun Ling will not suffer if he marries him, but I promised Yun Ling and her mother, and I can't go back!"

"Let's see the fate of the children"

Hearing Mu Yong's words, Gu Mo frowned slightly, nodded slightly displeased, and said, "Okay, Yun Ling's mother is a good woman, but it's a pity that she died early."

"Okay, let's not say sad words, you hurry up and take him Aya, it's almost time, hurry over, don't delay the hour"

Mu Yong led Fang Luoya to a small room next to the playground, where Wu was stirring something in a wooden bowl with a wooden stick.

Looking at Wu, Fang Luoya's face showed a trace of consternation, because Wu was dressed completely differently today, the last time I saw him, Wu was wearing a linen robe, but this time Wu was wearing a ** upper body, only wearing a short animal skin battle skirt, barefoot.

There are also some strange paints on the face and body, and some strange patterns of red, red, green and green are spent

Mu Yong didn't seem surprised at all when he saw Wu's appearance, but said respectfully: "Wu, I brought Aya here!"

Wu turned his head to look at Fang Luoya, looked at his short coat of animal skin, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It's almost a good hour, you take him to play the drums."

"It's a witch!"

Mu Yong led Fang Luoya to the corner of the hut, where a dozen or so brown-gray leather drums and drum racks of two feet in size were neatly stacked;

Mu Yong picked up one from one of them, then picked up one or two more mallets, and motioned for Fang Luoya to pick up a drum rack next to him and walk out of the house.

At this time, there were more people in the earthen than at first, all standing together in two or three casual chatter;

Seeing Mu Yong and Fang Luoya coming out of the inside with a drum, the field quickly fell silent;

Mu Yong took Fang Luoya to set up the drum frame and drum in a place far away next to the firewood pile, and then nodded to an old man next to him, and said, "Uncle Qi is bothering you!"

The thin old man with a gray beard got up and took out a small bamboo tube from his bosom, and after pulling off a stopper, he blew it into the bamboo tube, and the bamboo tube was blown twice, and a small flame came out of it.

After throwing the bamboo tube into the dry pyre, a flame several feet high suddenly burst out of the dry pyre, and then quickly ignited the whole dry pyre.

Seeing that the fire had been burned, Mu Yong picked up the two mallets, looked at Fang Luoya, and said, "Do you know how to play drums?"

"Well, not really!" Fang Luoya shook his head honestly.

"Well, come and learn from me, it's easy!"

It was very simple, that is, the mallets in both hands took turns to beat the drum in a fairly regular rhythm, making a dull sound, which was not much different from the kind of drum he had seen in the countryside before, except that the sound was more shocking.

After Mu Yong knocked on it a few times, he handed the drumstick to Fang Luoya, signaling that he could start.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock!"

Reaching out to pick up the pair of drumsticks that were obviously some years old, Fang Luoya took a deep breath, and then began to beat hard in the same way as Mu Yong.

However, after a few strokes, the tempo was correct, but the sound was noticeably much quieter than that of Mu Yong, and the brown leather drum seemed to be much more difficult to beat than the kind of white leather drum he had seen before.

That kind of white-skinned drum can make a very loud sound with just a slight force, but this drum has to be quite hard, but the drum sound is still not comparable to Mu Yong.

"Work harder!" Mu Yong on the side did not have his usual grin and easy-going at this time, and looked at Fang Luoya and said in a deep voice.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock!" Fang Luoya didn't dare to slack off, took a deep breath, and began to beat the drum with all his strength with his arms tensed.

Hearing the sound of the drums this time, Mu Yongcai nodded with satisfaction.

However, Mu Yong was satisfied, but Fang Luoya secretly complained in his heart, this was only twenty or thirty knocks, and he felt his arms ache for a while.

But at this time, it was obvious that he could not stop, because with the sound of his drums, some of the people around him began to slowly gather around the fire, and many people began to stand by the fire, and clap their hands vigorously according to the beat of his drums.

The drums accompanied by applause began to echo throughout the tribe;

Some of the tribesmen who had not yet arrived could hear the sound of drums, and at this time they all began to put down their work or things and converge towards the earthen flat.

Mu Yong led Fang Luoya to play drums here, while Gu Mo led a tall young man to stand in the shadows not far away at this time, but he was watching the two of them whisper in a low voice.

"Although Gu Feng has temporarily refused from your Uncle Yong, you don't have to worry, you are my Gu Mo's son, the most outstanding young hunter in the tribe, when Yun Ling is older, who will he choose if he chooses you?"

The young man glanced at Fang Luoya coldly, and said in a cold voice: "But this kid is now from Uncle Yong's family, just in case"

Hearing his son's worried words, Gu Mo glanced at Fang Luoya over there, and snorted: "As for this kid, you don't have to worry about him only starting the witch now, and his strength will not be strong in the future; in our tribe, no strength is waste, and it is impossible for Mu Yong to marry Yun Ling to him; as long as you reach the seventh or eighth level as soon as possible in the past few years, even if you don't go, Mu Yong will come to the door!"

Speaking of this, Gu Mo paused, and then laughed coldly: "Moreover, now there are several ninth-level wizards in the tribe, that is, you and I are the strongest, and when I reach the tenth level in two years, what else do you have to worry about when I become the leader?"

"I know, Abba!" Hearing Gu Mo's words, a hint of triumph flashed in Gu Feng's eyes, and he nodded in a deep voice.

Fang Luoya over there didn't know that anyone was talking about him at this time, after he beat a drum, he only felt that his arms were gradually starting to swell and weak, and on his forehead, there were gradually drops of sweat the size of beans slowly flowing down his cheeks.

Fang Luoya never imagined that when he came to this world, the first serious challenge he encountered would be playing drums.

But at this time, he can only grit his teeth and persevere;

In such a world, it was obvious that strength represented everything, and on such a ceremony that was the most important for his integration into this world, Fang Luoya did not dare to give up at all.

If at this time, under the gaze of so many people, he can't even hold on to playing the drums, maybe he will never be able to raise his head in this tribe in the future.

At this time, a bunch of teenagers crowded aside and looked at Fang Luoya who was playing the drums, most of them looking like they were watching a good show.

"Hehe, how long do you think this waste can last?" Looking at Fang Luoya, who was already sweating profusely, a horse-faced young man said with a smile.

"I bet it won't be more than a quarter of an hour"

"Hehe, how can this waste last a quarter of an hour? If you can hold on for half an hour, you will have reached the top!"

Listening to the ridicule of these teenagers, the sweat on Fang Luoya's forehead became even stronger