The dark spring cried and didn't hear it, and Xiao Xiao returned in the twilight.

Yuan Qingwei, who had just settled many dead souls in the underworld, suddenly felt the wisps of cold smoke hanging down from the yang.

This smoke is very interesting, without the slightest smell of incense, like the moonlight, moisturizing the whole auspicious land in a silent way. He calculated slightly in his heart, and sighed: "It turns out that it's already time for the cold food!" ”

The Cold Food Festival, also known as the "No Smoking Festival", "Cold Festival", and "One Hundred and Five Festivals", is an ancient habit of changing fire.

In ancient times, because of the difficulty of making fire, the climate was dry in the early spring, and the fire preserved by the ancestors was easy to cause fire, and at the same time, spring thunder was also easy to cause mountain fires. Therefore, on this day, the ancestors will carry out a solemn sacrificial activity, extinguish all the fire handed down from the previous year, that is, "ban the fire", and then re-drill the flint to take out the new fire, as the starting point of the new year's production and life, called "change the fire" or "please new fire".

At the same time, in ancient times, the flame was very important, and there were even special officials to manage and care for it, so when the fire was changed, the ancestors would also hold a solemn sacrifice and burn the symbol of the grain god, which was called human sacrifice.

Waiting for the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, because Duke Wen of Jin in order to commemorate his exile, cut shares to satisfy his hunger, and then retired to the mountain, the courtier Jie Zitui who died in the mountain fire, ordered: Jie Zitui did not make a fire to cook on the day of his death, and he had to eat cold food, which became the Cold Food Festival.

By now, the original meaning of the Cold Food Festival "please new fire" has begun to disappear, but because it is very close to the time of the Qingming Festival, it has gradually become one, and there is a saying that the cold food is Qingming. A series of activities have been formed, such as worshipping and sweeping the tomb, non-smoking, worshipping ancestors, cold food, planting willows, stepping on the green, juju, planting trees, and drilling wood for fire.

It is one of the oldest traditional festivals of the people of Middle-earth, and it is also a rare time for them to relax and relax.

Feeling the steady flow of clear light above, as well as the turbidity that rolled back and forth in the yin world, Yuan Qingwei also flicked his fingers, and the breath of the yin world and yang gradually blended, gradually forming a bond.

The soul of the original mechanical work vaguely seemed to be aware of something, and couldn't help but raise his head to look up, and a little aura gradually appeared in his eyes.

"The cold food is clear, and the March is up. I've been busy these days! ”

After Yuan Qingwei finished speaking, he continued to improve the structure of Jidi Tulou, trying to build a complete circular defense system to ensure that an effective defense mechanism could be formed when Yuan Qingwei was not in charge.

After all, the cold food, Qingming, and Shangsi in the past few days are not only the time when the power of the yin world changes, but also the time when the cold accumulated by the human body in winter gradually recedes and the yang energy begins to shake stupidly.

The replacement of yin and yang qi in the human body makes it easy to get sick and weak, which is a more suitable time period for attacking.

Yuan Qingwei learned from the mouths of the recovered totem gods that the natives here had already perceived the qualified characteristics of the Middle-earth people, and they had targeted the ancestral spirits several times, all of which were specially selected in the recent period.

'In the beginning, I wanted to build a complete energy core! Yuan Qing thought slightly, the authority he had collected recently was mixed, and a trace of aura was separated, with the Netherworld authority as the main body, turning into a seed and falling into the core of the auspicious land.

The seeds take root and sprout, and wisps of vitality gather from all directions, merging into the auspicious land, turning into a series of netherworld patterns crawling with new seedlings, prompting it to grow faster.

At the same time, there seemed to be some power in the dark, wanting to cut off the connection between the two, but Yuan Qingwei did it earlier. The aura of the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon was drawn down, turning into a little spiritual light suppression in the seedlings of divine light.

'The gods are not allowed to open up the spiritual realm, and they are not allowed to resonate with the netherworld for a long time, so as to prevent the divine realm from merging with the auspicious land and turning into the spiritual realm. Then I would like to let a god who may exist always remain at the level of a spiritual womb. After Yuan Qingwei looked at the success of the first step, he looked at the periphery of Jidi again.

'Dangkang, Ran Yi, Lu Shu. Calling softly, three totem god phantoms renamed by Yuan Qingwei appeared in front of Yuan He.

As a totem god, the figures projected by the three in the netherworld are not small, among which Dangkang is more than six feet long and less than four feet high, covered in earthy yellow, with two white long teeth and two small earthy yellow teeth sticking out of his mouth.

Ran Yi has a feeling that is almost like a fish, his body is nearly a zhang long and covered with fish scales, looking like a snake and a fish, and the three pairs of fins under his body are like six legs.

The last Lushu, named Lu, is actually a big white horse with a number, just because it has the authority of reproduction in addition to the authority of the land, so it was renamed Lushu by Yuan Qingwei.

'Dangkang, go and plough the earth near the auspicious land for me, and dig me a ravine in the outermost part of the earth. Ran, you will help to extradite the pure water inside the auspicious land into the ravine. ’

Yuan Qingwei said that he had evolved a picture of land, which was exactly the land that Dangkang needed to cultivate, and the appearance of the ravines.

Hearing this, the two totem gods hurriedly nodded, these days, these three totem gods were also a little scared by Yuan Qingwei's torture, plus they could clearly sense that their authority was firmly controlled by the other party, and they didn't dare to resist at all.

When Kang shouted twice at Ran Yi, he turned around and went to the outer farmland of Jidi. And Ran Yi is also dancing with the fins of the fish, rolling up the water waves and taking himself to the interior of the auspicious land, and began to extradite the pure water.

These pure water is the product of Yuan Qingwei's several attempts to create a spiritual pool, and after failure, in addition to providing valuable experience for Yuan Qingwei, these pure water itself also has a certain mystery. It contains the breath of auspicious land and the subtle divine power, and has a rather weak effect of cleansing the soul, which can be regarded as a more suitable medium for spellcasting.

At this time, he was extradited to the periphery of Jidi, which not only played a defensive role, but also reduced the direct contact between Jidi and the power of the Yin World and reduced his own attrition.

Seeing that the two colleagues began to get busy, Lu Shu, who finally stayed in place, was a little worried, it didn't want Ran Yu to be so special, it had a different bloodline, and it still had the authority to drive rivers and souls. It's not like Dangkang has great power, and because of its usual laziness, its control of the power of the earth is far inferior to Dangkang.

Its only advantage is its strong ability to reproduce, and it is this ability that makes it regarded as the god of reproduction by a small tribe, and it has the power of reproduction condensed by willingness.

Looking at Lu Shu Yuan Qingqing thought about it slightly, stretched out his hand to evolve a strange beast with a horse's head, tiger markings, and a red tail, and said: "Lu Shu, you go back and give your fur additional divine power for reproduction, and then tomorrow, send it to the outside of the tulou, by the way, remember to give me this appearance when you go." ”

Lu Shu hurriedly nodded, turned into a streamer and disappeared in front of Yuan Qingwei.