At the foot of Dazhou Mountain, this place is mountainous and rocky, and the canyons and ravines are vertical and horizontal. Because it is mountainous and rocky, the vegetation is relatively scarce, and even the animals are scarce.

However, fortunately, there are two people, Chang and Ling Yun. After often condensing the leylines, Lingyun made a move to turn into vitality, and the original sparse vegetation suddenly became green and vibrant. Even animals, which were originally relatively rare, began to multiply gradually.

After more than a year, the entire tribe of gods and people has completely changed: in a valley, there is a relatively open terrain, a river flows through the valley, and dozens of houses stand in the open part of the valley.

These houses are about more than ten zhang high, all of them are for the gods and people to exert natural abilities, the refining earth is made of stone, covering the stone roof, and Ling Yun handily engraved on the talisman protection, all of them are very strong, extremely difficult to destroy.

When these gods and men had this tile to cover their bodies, the whole race seemed to settle down. Through his discerning eyes, Ling Yun could see some changes in a level that was invisible to the naked eye - when these gods and men made this their home, their luck took root in this land, and the luck of the entire tribe stabilized.

In front of the priest's temple in the deepest part of the valley, I often watched the changes in the gods and human tribes from the railing, and I also found this change in luck.

"It seems that by letting them settle down, they can also settle down their vanity luck. Hou Chang smiled at Ling Yun beside him, "In this way, the development of this tribe will be stable!"

Ling Yun bowed slightly: "That's true, compared with being able to settle down and take root, if you can be stable, you will naturally have better development." This is an unbreakable truth in the development of civilization!"

The previous tribe of the gods and men was still in a primitive state, and it may develop into an agricultural civilization, but the first thing to appear must be a primitive fishing and hunting state similar to a nomadic civilization. Because it is mountainous and rocky, food is not abundant, and it is good that the population is small at the moment, but if the population increases, there will definitely be migration due to lack of food. Migrating in search of food for survival, this is the most primitive nomadic civilization, or it is more appropriate to call it a nomadic civilization.

The most important feature of agricultural civilization is that it is self-sufficient on a small scale, because the food for survival can be produced by itself, and the goods necessary for life can also be obtained by exchanging with others. Nomadic and nomadic civilizations are more aggressive than agricultural civilizations because they cannot achieve relatively stable self-sufficiency and can only obtain materials through exchange or plunder.

The luck of a nomadic or nomadic civilization, like a fire, may flourish for a while, but eventually it will be extinguished as quickly as a bonfire that flourishes and declines.

Compared with the agricultural civilization of nomadic civilization, its advanced nature and stability are higher, and their luck is rooted in the earth, and they obtain an endless stream of nutrients from the earth, nourishing the luck of the entire civilization, which is incomparable with the nomadic civilization.

The Divine Race tribe was taught by Ling Yun and Hou Chang not only to gather and hunt, but also to acquire planting skills, which could produce food supplies for the tribe's survival.

There is planting technology, which is the standard form of agricultural civilization. With this technology, the tribe crossed the primitive civilization of fishing, hunting and gathering, and directly entered the agricultural civilization.

Although Hou Chang did not summarize the characteristics of various civilizations, he could also know the benefits of this state by watching luck.

After thinking about it for a while, Hou Chang said decisively: "Since they have stabilized, then let them hold a festival!"

"It's okay!" Ling Yun heard this, and also recognized the usual approach.

Next, it's the usual busy time.

As the priest of the tribe, the whole festival needs to be prepared by him and the people of the tribe. Although this is just a sacrificial ceremony, it represents the faith of the entire tribe, so everyone is preparing for the festival very seriously.

In the square in front of the temple, a high platform made of loess was erected. The high platform was not built with supernatural powers, but by the people of the entire tribe, who used their own hands to hold a handful of loess and slowly piled it up. The loess was piled up in the shape of a mountain, and the items harvested by everyone were piled up on the loess platform as sacrifices.

The altar is a mountain that symbolizes the earth, and the offerings placed on the top of the mountain symbolize the connection between the earth and the sky. The sacrifices offered at the festival are hunting and gathering, as well as planting the harvested items. The object of sacrifice is the great mother goddess who created them, Houtu Niangniang.

Standing in front of the door of the temple, Ling Yun looked at the busy gods and people, and saw their pious posture, he couldn't help but set his eyes on the pillars on the altar.

There is no statue on the altar, but a totem pole with a pictographic silhouette. The totem pole depicts witch inscriptions, and countless witch inscriptions are combined with each other to depict the symbol of the divine power of the Houtu.

"Sure enough, we must find a spiritual sustenance for them, so that their minds will be more stable. Looking at the gods and men whose spiritual outlook was completely different from before, Ling Yun thought secretly.

Stable luck does not mean mental stability, once the god-human tribe has no pressure to survive, it will fall into another kind of restlessness - that is, as the saying goes, it is extremely boring to think too much.

Although the gods and men are also immortals, they are different from the gods and the gods, and they do not have the same divine soul as the gods, so they cannot comprehend the mysteries of the law. Even if you want to improve your strength, you can only rely on the passage of time to accumulate slowly.

You can't comprehend the subtleties of the law, and you don't have the practice of cultivation. Once people are bored, they will think too much in their hearts, and they will have nothing to do when they are uncertain. Therefore, in order for them to have peace of mind, they must find something to do for them.

This festival is something that is often arranged for them in the future, not only to find something for them to do, but also to establish faith for them. Involving the entire tribe in this ritual can better stabilize their spiritual beliefs and strengthen their sense of belonging to the entire tribe.

The arrangement of the festival was soon completed, and the grand festival ceremony for the Shoushan tribe was about to kick off the first act. All the gods gathered in anticipation in the square in front of the temple.

On the altar, a grand bonfire is lit around the totem pole, and the flames are raging into the sky. More than 100 people of the entire tribe began to pray and worship around the bonfire and the altar.

As the high priest who presided over the ceremony, Hou Chang held a square animal skin in his hand, and the animal skin was depicted with witch scripts. This is the sacrificial text he prepared for the sacrifice, which describes the authority of the Houtu and the things it dominates, and is also the document responsible for communicating the Houtu.

Standing on the altar, Hou Chang's eyes did not fall on the animal skin, but he muttered the sacrificial words in his mouth. The solemn words of sacrifice echoed in the square, and under the bright firelight, it seemed as if something invisible was converging.

The solemn atmosphere that permeated the festival made all the gods and people feel a strange feeling—some kind of grand existence had descended!

In the face of that grandeur, almost everyone fell to their knees and bowed their heads deeply around the altar.

In Ling Yun's eyes, he could see an invisible divine light descending from the Netherworld Void, turning into a certain concept and enveloping the gods of the entire tribe. At this moment, he saw Hou Chang and threw the sacrificial text in his hand into the blazing sacrificial fire.

Ancient songs, telling the majesty of the 'gods', desolate ballads, echoing over the square - sacred, solemn, solemn, broad, and ......

All kinds of indescribable meanings permeated the periphery of the altar.

"That's ......" Ling Yun's eyes froze, and he saw some kind of existence.