Feng Xi stood on the altar and looked at it and found that today's clansmen were all carefully dressed.

The original messy and dirty animal clothes are gone, replaced by various animal skin clothes.

These are the results of the continuous "hunting" of the tribesmen since this ceremony, and the animal clothes made by the tribesmen who are skilled in clothing.

They chose the best of them to stay for this day.

Not only that, but everyone in the tribe seems to have washed up seriously, and they are no longer short of water, and even their hair has become clean.

It is also decorated with various bone ornaments, and the bell rings when you walk around.

Everyone gathered around the altar with excitement on their faces.

They were looking forward to the oracle leading them in a sacred sacrifice unlike anything they had ever done before!

It rained heavily.

The pouring rain fell on their bodies, wetting their well-groomed hair and clothes, but it did not affect their mood in the slightest.

They tilted their heads and looked at Fengxi, who was standing quietly on the altar, their eyes filled with surging reverence and faith.

"Xi!"

At this time, Hua Xu was standing under the altar, her head was still with fiery red bird feathers, and she was dressed in red animal clothes, looking from a distance, like a burning flame.

Like her clansmen, she also looked up at Fengxi on the altar.

This tribal fire festival was not presided over by her as before, she broke the practice of the tribe for generations, and entrusted the right of sacrifice to Fengxi.

Hua Xu knew that at this time, there was no one more suitable for this sacrifice than Fengxi!

The messenger of the gods, carrying the will of the gods, is more suitable than himself as the leader to lead his people to hold this sacred sacrifice!

Looking at the clansmen gathered below, none of them were absent, even the newborn children were also held by their Eminem at the request of Fengxi and participated.

No one questioned Fengxi's behavior, and the ancestral system of the tribe for generations had no meaning in front of him.

This is the will of the gods!

Feng Xi's gaze swept to the quiet and well-behaved Xi beside the altar, his gaze paused for a moment, and then he crossed over, and finally looked at Hua Xu.

Seeing this, Hua Xu bowed slightly.

Feng Xi smiled back, he withdrew his last gaze, glanced at the clansmen below, settled his mind, and looked up at the gloomy and dim sky.

His gaze seemed to have crossed time and space, and he saw the leaders and guardians who had worked tirelessly, contending with heaven and earth, and fighting against disasters.

At this time, he doesn't seem to be a person, a figure adhering to the protection and inheritance, as if standing behind him at this moment, let his heart rise infinite pride,

"Inheritance will plant seeds today!"

"Civilization will take root today!"

This will be a witch sacrifice!

……

"Sacrifice!"

As Fengxi's words fell, everyone held their breath.

"Boom! Boom! ”

The sound of heavy footsteps, trampling the watery earth, suddenly sounded not far from the altar.

I saw six clansmen dressed in tattered beast clothes, with all kinds of beast teeth around their necks and six people dressed in the same costume.

They are the only clansmen in Fenggong who are not "carefully dressed", under the tattered beast clothes, you can vaguely see the scars on the body, this is the traces left on the body by the beast when hunting again and again, it is a medal for them to struggle to survive in the Great Wilderness!

At this time, on their shoulders, they were carrying a beast that had just died.

This is the only large beast in the tribe that has been tamed.

Unlike the previous fire sacrifices, Fengxi did not ask the clansmen to hunt beasts for sacrifice, but chose a beast raised by the tribe as a sacrifice.

He did not completely subvert the sacrificial traditions of the tribe, even if the divine fire revered as a "god" was a human fire.

Sacrifice, in the eyes of Fengxi and all the tribesmen, is still sacred!

When Feng Xi asked for the power to choose one of the beasts raised by the tribe as a sacrifice, he almost did not hesitate to carry out the large beast he raised.

However, in Li's view, only this beast is qualified as a sacrifice for the fire sacrifice of the gods.

Li and several clansmen, with solemn faces, raised their heads high, and took heavy and firm steps.

After carrying the sacrificial beast to the altar, they did not stop and went down.

Like the rest of the people, he stood under the altar and quietly began to wait for the fire festival to begin.

Feng Xi looked at the beast on the altar, took a deep breath, folded his hands in front of his chest, as if praying, and closed his eyes!

At the same time, Fengxi's body did not stop moving, and he began to take steps and walk around the sacrifice.

The footsteps are stepping on the stage step by step, with a mysterious rhythm, and the body begins to writhe.

He raised his hands as if to hold something.

I saw that the faint red flame light began to rise up on Feng Xi's body, turned into a fire coat, and draped it over him.

From afar, it looks like a burning flame!

Witch Dance!

This law, which originated from the dance of the tribe's sacrifice to the gods and belonged to the witch, appeared for the first time in front of the people of the Fenggon tribe.