Chapter 11 Ancestor Worship Ceremony

While Lei Lin was practicing martial arts, in the courtyard where the shaman Qin Qi lived, Qin Qi and Qin Ba's father and son were secretly discussing in the room.

"Dad, that Lei Lin is not like the kind of person who talks about it, and he has become a fourth-order warrior in a short period of time, which is really incredible. I guess he must have something to rely on! What if he really wins the first place in the samurai competition a few days later?"

The expression on Qin Ba's face was a little unconfident. After all, for a long time, he had been pressed by Lei Lin to the point that he couldn't raise his head, and he had left a heavy shadow in his heart. At this time, seeing that Lei Lin was showing signs of re-rising, his heart was naturally worried.

Qin Qi snorted coldly: "Son, don't worry." Even if that kid recovers and advances to a fourth-order warrior, it won't be possible for him to catch up with your cultivation in a short period of time. Besides, I have a way for you to get the first place in the big competition!"

Qin Ba was overjoyed: "Dad, what can you do?"

Qin Qi was not in a hurry, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his clothes. Opening the small porcelain bottle, he turned his palm and poured out a brown pill, and the strong danxiang suddenly filled the room.

Qin Ba looked at the brown pill, was stunned, and exclaimed, "Dad, this is the 'Flying Tiger Pill'!"

"That's good! It's the Flying Tiger Pill!"

Qin Qi smiled proudly.

Qin Ba gasped: "Dad, where did this Flying Tiger Pill come from? As far as I know, this barren forest $1$ book$ read $ novel (.( yb)(d)(u).) , the only one who can refine this elixir is the Dan Doctor of the Ghost Hand Tribe, right?"

"Flying Tiger Pill" is a precious elixir, the effect is to enhance the combat effectiveness of the samurai in a short period of time, after the effect is over, it will not have serious sequelae like other similar pills. Undoubtedly, among the elixirs used in battle, the Flying Tiger Pill was the most revered.

Qin Qi didn't intend to hide it: "That's right, it's refined by the Dan Medicine of the Ghost Hand Tribe!"

Qin Ba was surprised: "Dad, this Ghost Hand Tribe has always been incompatible with our tribe, how could the Ghost Hand Tribe give you such a precious pill?"

Qin Qi snorted coldly and said, "It's not easy, don't you know that the Ghost Hand Tribe has been eyeing our tribe all the time? And the chief of the Ghost Hand Tribe, Cheng Tianyi, the only son, has always coveted the girl of the Lei Zhan family!"

Qin Ba was stunned: "Dad, could it be that you have reached some agreement with Cheng Xi, the chief of the Ghost Hand Tribe?"

Qin Qi sneered: "That's right! If I can become the chief of the tribe, I will break away from the alliance with other tribes, choose to ally with the Ghost Hand Tribe, and give one-fifth of the hunting ground to the Ghost Hand Tribe, and the little girl from the Lei Zhan family will also give Cheng Tianyi a warm bed!"

"Okay, Dad, I've had enough of the Leylin family riding on our heads, no matter what, I must bring down all of them this time......!

……

In the past few days, Lei Lin has practiced "Rolling Stone Fist" during the day, and at night, he has practiced the fifth layer of "Wild Bull Refining Body Skill", sleeping for at most one hour a day.

After persevering in penance for a few days, Lei Lin's cultivation speed was incredibly fast! No other warrior in the tribe would be able to make such progress as he had in the past few days in his life.

Fifteenth day and night.

In the dead of night, the roars of demon beasts came from the barren forests around the Barbarian Stone Tribe. At this time, except for the tribal warriors who stood guard, most of the people in the tribe fell asleep early.

In Lei Lin's room, the candle flame was still dim and flickering, and he was still cultivating without sleep or food, maintaining that strange posture in the room, motionless, letting the sweat on his forehead roll down one by one.

Occasionally, his brow would be furrowed to let people know that he was not a stone carving, but a living person.

Cultivating so recklessly, suddenly Lei Lin's motionless body trembled, the skin membrane made a slight drumming sound of "popping", and his skin and muscles squirmed like water waves.

After a few breaths, the vision disappeared, and the motionless Lei Lin suddenly returned to his normal posture, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and his essence was shining brightly.

"Fifth order!"

Clenched his fist fiercely, Leylin's face was full of excitement.

In terms of the all-new "Rolling Stone Fist" attainment, he has now cultivated to an extremely high level, reaching the level of "Seven Rings"; while in terms of cultivation, he has made fierce progress and reached the fifth order! In this way, his combat effectiveness has once again reached a new height!

There is no doubt that the tribe's young warrior tomorrow is a big competition, and Lei Lin is full of confidence and is bound to win!

……

For the Manshi tribe, the annual ancestor worship ceremony is the most important event of the year.

Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of the Barbarian Stone Tribe overcame thorns and thorns to settle here, and in the fight against demon beasts, they struggled to survive and reproduce, and finally formed the current Manshi Tribe.

Without the efforts and sacrifices of the ancestors, it would be impossible to have today's Manshi tribe, and the annual ancestor worship ceremony is to sacrifice the ancestors and not forget the merits of the ancestors.

On this day, on the huge square, dozens of pots were set on firewood, hot soup was boiling, and ordinary people of the Manshi tribe cooperated with each other to kill pigs and sheep.

These captive animals are not usually slaughtered easily, but at this time they are not distressed. The adults are busy, and the children of the tribe are frolicking and playing happily for the biggest festival of the year.

However, for young samurai such as Leylin, this day could not be so easy. Any young samurai who has some ideas about Dabi is either a little nervous at this time, or eager to try.

In the center of the square is a huge altar with more than a dozen delicate animal skin chairs in front of the altar. Chairs are a rarity in the wilderness, and only people of status in the tribe can sit on them.

At this time, the old chiefs and the elders of the tribe were doing on these chairs, while Lei Lin and other younger generations stood in front of the seats, patting the queue neatly.

"Lin'er, how's it going?"

While waiting for the ancestor worship ceremony to begin, Lei Zhan and Lei Feng came to Lei Lin's side and quietly asked. In the past few days, in order not to affect Lei Lin's cultivation, they have not bothered Lei Lin, but at this time, they can't help but care.

Leylin smiled confidently and raised his right arm.

Lei Zhan and Lei Feng naturally understood what Lei Lin meant. Lei Feng laughed loudly and preemptively said, "I'm coming!" shouted and jumped up.

Lei Zhan was also helpless about his big brother's actions, so he could only smile bitterly and retreat.

Lei Zhan was on the front and back, and he also stretched out his right fist. For a moment, Lei Lin's fist and Lei Feng's fist collided.

Lei Lin knew that the uncle's strength was much higher than his own, so he didn't remind him, and after laughing, the strength of his right arm suddenly struck.

For a moment, Lei Feng only felt a rapid force transmitted from Lei Lin's right arm, and his body shook a little for a while due to some lack of preparation.

However, after all, Lei Feng was an eighth-order warrior, and he was one of the best in the tribe, so he immediately stabbed his legs, his body shook, and his right arm also sent out a force to fight back.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and the two fists were instantly separated. Lei Feng's body shook slightly, and Lei Lin retreated five or six steps in a row before he could gain a firm foothold.