"Close your eyes and take a closer look. ”

Under the instructions of the great uncle, Ji Xiuming concentrated his attention on the ceremony.

Although he didn't know what he was going to face, he was still looking forward to it.

Ghosts and gods belong to ghosts and gods, and mortals return to mortals, but between ghosts and mortals, there is another existence, witches.

Being able to become a shaman is something that anyone would be extremely eager to do.

Go up to ghosts and gods, and lead all beings down.

A red light rose from the black spirit stone, and immediately illuminated the entire witch temple hall.

This red light, which seems to be the color of the morning sun, is warm and bright, thick and full of vitality.

Dazong Bo was in the multicolored mask, and it was difficult to see his expression, but his two disciples, a man and a woman, were all dumbfounded, looking at the scene in front of them.

Then, among the stone tablets behind the statue, there was a noise.

The Great Sect Uncle suddenly turned around and looked at the stone monuments.

Just two or three rows behind the statue, there was a stone monument, which was constantly trembling.

"What do you see in your head?"

In the colorful mask, the eyes of the great uncle were burning, staring at Ji Xiuming.

For some special reasons, he had to agree to Ji Yan's request.

Originally, I thought that the sorcerer had extremely high requirements for innateness, and there might not be anyone in the Ji clan who could practice this way.

He didn't expect that the first person to come to the test was a rare person with outstanding talent in the practice of witchcraft.

The light shines, and the god trembles, which is clearly the situation that has been perceived by the gods.

When he first entered the witch path, this was also the case, which made his teacher cry out for genius.

And now, the only difference between the scene of Ji Xiuming and his original position is the position of the god.

The position of the god he touched was much lower than that of Ji Xiuming this time.

That god seat, after the Heavenly Emperor's throne, is only two or three rows, and there are few witches in their lineage, and there are few who have such talents.

"It's not very true, I just feel that the wind is blowing in my head, the voice is whistling, and in the wind and sand, there is a faint god, with a human face and a bird body. ”

"The human face and the body of a bird are not the wind god Feilian. ”

The Great Uncle glanced at the divine position, nodded, and pointed to the side without revealing a single word: "Shan, you wait there first." ”

Then, his gaze shifted to the next subject.

This is a concubine, his father, who was born by Ji Ji and a maid.

After the test, there was no movement, and Da Zongbo nodded lightly, signaling him to return to his original position.

The next one, the same concubine, Ji Kao didn't even know his name.

In this test, there was a faint white light on the spirit stone, and if you didn't stare at it, you could hardly see it.

"Oh, but there are some slight talents that can be a funeral blessing. ”

The Great Uncle chuckled and looked at the next one.

The so-called funeral blessing refers to the witch blessing used for funeral ceremonies, although it does not need much strength, but in many witch blessings, it is relatively status.

A few more people tested it later, but only one of them made the stone glow cyan, but it did not cause the god position to vibrate.

The next one is Ji Chang.

He walked slowly to the Spirit Stone and put his right hand on it.

"It's so bright!"

This was the unanimous feeling of everyone, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, gold, white, all kinds of light shot out from the spirit stone.

Then, it seemed that there was a celestial sound from ancient times, which could not be heard clearly, but it was surrounded by this witch temple.

This is a witch song from ancient times, this is an ode to the ancestors, and there are more sounds of dragons, phoenixes and beasts, just like the sound of sacrifice on a grand festival.

All of a sudden, the dark witch temple looked resplendent in gold, like the heavenly realm where the gods lived.

The light that complements each other, the mighty sound of the sky, Ji Chang stands in the middle, like a god.

"This, this, the nine-colored Qi Hui, the sound of the sky is rippling, it is clearly the atmosphere of the sage in the witch. ”

The Great Sect Uncle is also from a holy place of witchcraft practice, and although they are not said to be leaders, they are also one of the top forces.

But as far as he knew, for hundreds of years, there had never been a witch cultivator who had such a huge atmosphere when testing his talent.

Even those witches who have been famous for a long time are far from reaching.

At the same time, a look of pity couldn't help but rise in the eyes of the great uncle, none of the gods in the sky corresponded to Ji Chang.

In other words, Ji Chang can practice all kinds of other witchcraft, but he can't connect with the gods and communicate with the gods.

A sorcerer who can't communicate with the gods can't become the top sorcerer no matter how many means he has, Da Zongbo thought.

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Not far from the Wu Temple, is the temple of the Ji family.

At this time, Ji Jian sat on the ground of the main hall of the temple, and the door of the temple was opened, looking at the vast light in the witch temple.

Next to him, there were three old men, who were his three sons-in-law, Ji Taibo, Ji Zhongyong and Ji Jili.

"Ji Li, you go and lure Chang to the temple. He is the guide who leads our people to prosperity and should not be confined to witchcraft. ”

Ji Ji's youngest son, Ji Chang's father, Ji Jili, heard this, bowed to Ji Ji, and went to the witch temple.

After Ji Jili walked away, Ji Ji said to his two older sons: "What did you think of what I told you last night?"

For the eldest son and second son, Ji Yan felt ashamed of them.

From the time they were born, Ji Ji was either helping the people to live and work in peace, shepherding horses, or fighting against Rong Di, and rarely fulfilled his father's responsibilities.

When they were a little older and understood, they went to the battlefield where they were fighting against Rongdi.

For so many decades, after Ji Chang grew up and heard Ji Ji sigh inadvertently, Ji Chang would be the one who led the Ji family to prosper, Ji Taibo and Ji Zhongyong went directly to the mountains and fields to collect medicine for Ji Kang, and rarely came back.

What they did was actually to hand over Zhou Yuan's inheritance to Ji Chang's father, Ji Jili.

Although Ji Ji took pity on his two sons, he had to acquiesce to the matter for the sake of the entire state.

Now, his life has come to an end, but he has to let his two sons, who are already dying, leave home again.

Moreover, in this line, it may be difficult to return to the homeland.

"Father, my second brother and I have already discussed, and we will lead some of our descendants to leave Zhouyuan. ”

Ji Yan nodded, his face seemed sad and happy, complicated and difficult to understand.

"You will have a great contribution to the world, but as a father, I am sorry for your two sons, and as the lord of Zhou, I am sorry for you two subjects. ”

Hearing Ji Ji say this, Ji Taibo and Ji Zhongyong hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground.

"Father, don't say that, how can we afford it. ”

"Yes, father, how dare us when you say that. ”

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Ji Yan originally wanted to help the two of them up, but as soon as his body moved, he found that it was difficult to get up, and he couldn't help but sigh again, his life was not long in coming.

"Get up and wait with me for the results of this test. ”

Ji Taibo and Ji Zhongyong got up, stood on both sides of Ji Yan, and looked at the witch temple together.

They also understood that the rise of the Ji clan in Zhou Yuan and the outcome of the Witch Temple would play a great role.

In today's world, there are two kinds of forces in any big state, the forces of the human world, and the forces outside the world.

Human power refers to land, population, soldiers, savings, etc., which is the foundation of a state.

The forces outside the human world are actually one kind, that is, people.

This kind of person is not an ordinary person, but a cultivator, who can be a witch or other practitioners.

Soon after the establishment of the state of Zhou, there were no other cultivators, only a great uncle, because of his friendship with Ji Kang since childhood, he came here as a person who sacrificed heaven and earth ghosts and gods.

But Ji Jian was worried that if he died, the Zhou Kingdom of the Ji Clan, which he had painstakingly managed, would be wiped out in Rong Di's attack.

In fact, before the founding of the Ji clan, it was not that there were no other clans that opened the country in Xitui, and it rose and fell several times in hundreds of years, after all, no state could stand here.

Ji Jian thought about the reasons and found that among them, the forces outside the human world occupied a large factor.

Among Rong Di, there are those who sacrifice and refine the totem, and when they are profound, they can attract the totems of the demons and gods to fight, which is beyond the reach of ordinary soldiers.

Those who can fight with the cultivators who sacrifice totems, in Zhou Yuan, Ji Yan only knows Wu Zhu.

But he knew very well that after his death, he would never be in Zhou Yuan as the head of the sacrificial witch blessing.

Therefore, Ji Yan can only do such a game with Qiu Sheng who came from Yin Shang.

The great sect uncle, who was seriously injured and died soon, had to inherit the witch path among the Ji clan in order to protect his two disciples who had not yet grown up.

As long as the Ji clan can control the art of witchcraft by themselves, in the future, they will have the confidence to compete with Rong Di.

"Grandfather, you summoned me, I don't know what to order?"

Ji Chang followed his father Ji Jili, came out of the Wu Temple, and came to the Zong Temple.

Ji Yan looked at his favorite grandson, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

His grandson was born with a miraculous heart, and he had four breasts, which was a sign of great benevolence, signaling that all the people would return to their hearts, and that the kingdom would pass on to him, and he would surely be able to prosper.

"Chang, the way of Wu Zhu, although it is the way to communicate with ghosts and gods, it is not the way you want to learn. Your path should be somewhere else. ”

"I don't know father, which path do you want Chang'er to take?"

Ji Chang's father, Ji Jili, bowed to Ji Ji and asked suspiciously.

"The ancient writers, the upper and lower sides of the witch represent heaven and earth, and the middle is the person holding the magic tool, which means the person who can communicate with heaven and earth. But there is another word, three paintings connected to it, called the king. The three are heaven, earth, and man, and the king is the one who participates. ”

"The way of prosperity should not be in the witch, but in the king. ”

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

The so-called kings, since the beginning of the Fuxi clan, through the Shennong clan, the Xuanyuan clan and the Yu king, there are no more than a dozen.

And the Emperor of Xia Hou and the current Yin Shang, although they can also be called kings, but most of them are kings without virtue.

If you really want to forcibly promote, King Yu has been so far, for nearly a thousand years, maybe only Chengtang can be called the king.

It turns out that my father has such high requirements for Chang'er.

Ji Yan's three sons all sighed in their hearts and said.

As for Ji Chang, he was silent, looked at Ji Yan, and made a big salute.

"Chang, what do you think?"

Looking at his grandson, Ji Yan's eyes were a little anxious, hoping to hear his answer.