The sacrificial sister on the screen was turned back in time, and her body rushed upstream in time like a streamer.

In the end, Ning Caifeng traced the source according to the stop time, and the picture was also frozen in a basement.

Here, the oldest sacrifice is dying, and life is coming to an end.

When it was clearing the wilderness, it was overworked, and its lifespan was half that of ordinary ice crystal scorpions.

The young replacement's expression was sad, and he held back his choked voice to witness the last journey of the seniors who had cultivated it.

"Lilia, don't grieve, I'm just accompanying you in another form when I die." The oldest priest laughed happily because it had produced a very good successor.

It believes that Lilia can replace it and better protect the race and the tribe.

The eyes closed, and its smile remained forever in this temple, never leaving.

The young replacement, with a sad forehead against the senior's eyebrows.

Almost all of its life was carried out under the kind teaching of its predecessors, who were almost everything in its life and its spiritual support.

"But don't worry, I will protect your last wishes and protect the entire tribe."

The young successor has vanished, and in its place is a new sacrifice.

It raised its head and looked up at the statue of the deity carved into the very center of the deity.

The huge white ice crystal statue, flowing under the sandy moonlight, is crystal clear and beautiful, sacred and pure.

Under this beautiful sight, an ethereal song came out of the mouth of the young priest.

Like ice crystals falling and colliding, or like struggling to move forward in the wind and snow.

Under the beautiful moonlight, Ning Caifeng's right hand was spread out, and the field of vision on the panel gradually rose.

Crystal ice crystals emerged from the young priest's side, fluttering between it and the corpses of its predecessors.

The gaze was rising, and the shadows around it were filled with ethereal singing.

This is their song of sacrifice, their eulogy to the dead scorpion, and their beautiful praise to the living scorpion.

The thirteen elders sang loudly, and the ice crystals on their bodies joined the flying around the sacrifice.

A pillar of light like white sand shone down from the statue of the deity and on the priest in the center.

Whining and ethereal, the ice crystals wrapped around the corpse of the oldest sacrifice, and the young priest also stood up.

After a long time, an ice crystal scorpion, identical to the young priest, floated down from the flying ice crystals, smiled and opened its eyes to look at Lilia.

The two looked at each other and smiled, but the elders around them looked sad.

The dead can't come back, and now the only thing that comes back to life is the corpse of that senior.

It had all the memories and strength of that predecessor, but it was really dead.

Now that he can come back to life, he is just a clone of the new sacrifice.

This is the magic created by their ice crystal scorpion after exhausting a generation of wisdom.

From now on, the sacrifice will always protect the tribe, from generation to generation, forever and ever, until the end of time, the end of the world.

Forever, no superbirth!

The pictures continued, and the ethereal singing continued to echo in Ning Caifeng's ears.

The panel picture in Ning Caifeng's hand, the field of vision is no longer raised.

Ning Caifeng's low murmur also sounded in this courtyard.

"You're not worshipping the gods, you" The white buildings were constantly swept by, and one after another ice crystal scorpions living peacefully walked among them.

The right hand was raised, and the picture on the panel was also completely lifted to the top of the tribe.

"It's a sacrifice to the tribe."

The huge temple kept coming in and out of the young ice crystal scorpions, and after they had completed their studies, they had been all over the tribe, and the whole tribe had been firmly bound together.

They revere the sacrifice, and at the same time, they also use it as a deed, so that all ice scorpions have a true faith.

It's not the god of the wind and snow who is silent after a miracle, but a sacrifice that dwells in the temple!

The sacrifice of a mere temple, no matter how powerful it is, will be permanently fixed in strength after resurrection, and eternal life will not increase.

How much protection force can a tribe provide?

"But a true and unified faith can make the entire tribe burst out with unimaginable strength."

The priests died, but they didn't die.

They abandoned the feudal monarchy system in favor of tribal belief systems.

The stories of the sacrifices will forever be passed down in the tribe and become a solid belief that the tribe is sure to be reliable.

"Really," Ning Caifeng opened his mouth, and after thinking about it for a long time, he came up with a barely suitable ranking.

"Selfless!"

"A path that is completely different from the previous civilizations, I really don't know where you can go in the future and what kind of future you have."

In the field world, what the ice crystal scorpion has done is absolutely unprecedented, and it is the forerunner of the whole world.

Let Ning Caifeng couldn't help but want to pick up the camera again and take pictures of this picture.

However, when he touched the camera, a sudden thought made Ning Caifeng stunned.

"Wait, why does the camera take pictures, and is there any hidden function on the panel?"

He tried to point the camera at the panel again, and the image on the panel did appear on the camera's camera.

But then, Ning Caifeng suddenly didn't want the camera to capture the panel.

The panel just magically disappeared.

Just as he wanted the camera to catch it, the panel reappeared.

"Huh?" Ning Caifeng was a little confused.

I ran straight to my room, with a camera on one side and a full-length mirror on the other.

Ning Caifeng put the panel in the very center.

Then, Ning Caifeng thought in his heart, so that the camera could take pictures of the panel, but the mirror could not reflect the panel.

A second later, a photograph appeared on the camera, but in the mirror there was only his figure, no shadow of the panel.

"It turns out that the panel still has such a function, I can let whoever I want to see it, and I can't see it if I want anyone who can't see it."

As for being in the crowd, of course Ning Caifeng thought that only he could see it.

Even in the yard, Ning Caifeng also thinks like this.

Tonight, I suddenly had an impulse in my heart and ran to the mountains to take a photo.

However, "This ability should seem awesome, but I can't think of how to use it." ”

This ability is certainly very strong, and it can be said that it is an alternative vague reality.

But it didn't seem to be of much use in his hands, "I don't fight, so this thing, why am I trying it?" ”

After being speechless, Ning Caifeng put the camera in his hand to the side, and ran to the courtyard to continue looking at the ice crystal scorpion.

"By the way, buy a printer for yourself tomorrow and come back, it always feels weird when the photos are circulated, and it's safe in your own hands."

Now is his time for stable development, and he doesn't want any accidental slap in the face.

He just wants to be a creator god in the countryside.

Well, a mediocre creator god.