"It's so bright! Eminem, we need it to be so bright in the house. ”

Xiao Liang saw the brightness in the Gongliang Cave, took Eminem's hand and said.

Xiao Shi Eminem is a real person, and after reading it, he said: "What are you doing so brightly, and you can't eat it." ”

Gongliang smiled: "The bright spots can also see the things in the cave clearly, and it just so happens that there are many pearls on my side." Xiaoliang, let's go and make your side brighter, okay?"

"Okay!

When Xiao Liang heard this, he immediately led the way to his house, and Xiao Shi Eminem hurriedly followed.

Gongliang asked Jingshu and them to stay in the cave to set up, and he took Migu to Xiaoshi's house. After hanging the pearls in each room, it was getting dark, and there was a trumpet outside to welcome the return of the warriors. When I walked out of the stone cave, I saw the city gate, and the warriors of Yanbe walked in from the outside, carrying or carrying a huge beast.

The stone cave of Gongliang and Xiaoshi's house faces the city gate, and the warriors of Yanbe can see it as soon as they enter the gate.

When Xiao Shi and Xiao Xiao Shi happily carried a huge beast into the city gate, and looked up at their house, they found Gongliang standing beside Eminem, and his face was full of surprise.

At night, there is a big sacrifice, and the fierce beasts are not busy dealing with it, and they are all placed in the square in front of the boulder, guarded by the tribal warriors who are on duty today.

As soon as Xiao Shi and Xiao Xiao Shi put down the beast, they ran to their house. When his friends and acquaintances who had played with Gongliang for a few hours saw him, they also walked over.

Reuniting after a long absence, it is inevitable to talk about parting.

Gongliang saw that the partners he played with when he was a child became tribal warriors in a blink of an eye, and the pillars of the family, he sighed in his heart. Suddenly, there was an idea, although the ancestral land had no aura and could only resist the enemy with the power of flesh and blood, but it could use medicine to wash their hair and marrow and enhance their physique. If you give them some more divine armor, it should give them more capital to survive in this desolate world.

After thinking about it, he used the Three Emperors Food Ding to refine a great cultivation soup in the space.

He also thought about refining some pills, but the power of the pills was too strong, and there was poison, which might not be a good thing for the Yanbe warriors who had never practiced.

The Great Creation Soup is made of a variety of heavenly and earthly treasures, removing impurities, leaving only the essence, drinking it can not only quench the body, but also the remaining energy will lie dormant in the body, continue to improve the physique, it can be described as a unique thing, the important thing is harmless.

He didn't need to refine the soup by himself, as long as he put the materials and let the twin Shuangzhi brothers and sisters help watch the fire.

Then, he quietly put Jingshu into the space and asked her to help refine some divine weapons for the tribal warriors.

It may be a little difficult for her to refine a high-grade spiritual weapon, but it is a breeze to refine the mortal divine weapon armor that Yanbu warriors need.

These things were all operated by Gongliang in secret, and Xiao Shi and the others who came to visit were not aware of it at all.

It is rare to get together, and it is inevitable to eat and drink. The cave was too small, so Gongliang simply cut down some trees and made simple tables and chairs and placed them in the corridor, and ate and drank with everyone. Because he still had to worship the ancestral gods at night, he didn't drink alcohol, and only drank the lower grade spirit juice that Gongliang took out from the space.

Yanshu and Yushu were obediently waiting on the side, and the Yanbu people had never seen such a watery Dongtu person, and their eyes were about to bulge out.

In the evening, a large festival is held in Yanbe, and the main festival is different from the previous worship, and it is very grand.

So the meal didn't last long, and after everyone had eaten and drunk, they went home to prepare the offerings of the great sacrifice.

The annual festival of Yanbe is usually only held at the end of the year, which is a very sacred thing, so it is necessary to use animal bones for divination in advance and choose auspicious days and good days. But this time the big festival was held because Gongliang came back, and it was too hasty, and Wu didn't have time for divination. But he knew that today must be a good day, because their fire in Yanbe had returned.

When night falls, the stars twinkle, and a bright moon hangs high, blooming with a brilliant light.

In the square in front of the boulder, the offerings have been arranged.

At the front are the most precious items in the eyes of the Yanbe people, including spears, hunting knives, animal teeth, animal bones, armor and other things. These things may not be anything in the eyes of outsiders, but Gongliang knows that these sacrifices are much better than before. This proves that Yanbe is getting better and better.

Gongliang, as a Yanbu person, naturally has something on it, which is a storage bag.

Behind the sacrifice of the Yanbe people, there are fierce beasts. Some of these beasts are still alive, but they are no longer able to move.

The bright moon gradually rose to the middle of the sky, and wisps of bright and clean moonlight fell from above, brightening the world.

Wu and Yu Han, who was dressed up, walked down from the ancestral temple, and tonight Wu was not dressed up, but dressed in ordinary clothes. When he walked to the square, he did not stand in the position of presiding over the sacrifice, but stood at the front with the leader of the Yan tribe.

The people of Yanbe saw it and began to talk about it.

When Wu heard this, he stepped forward, looked at the people of the tribe, and said in a loud voice: "I am old, and I have been unable to do it in recent years. Yu Han has been learning from me for many years and is the most gifted person I have ever met, so I decided to let her take over as the next Wu. From this day forward, all the festivals of the tribe will be presided over by her, and I hope you will trust her as much as you trust me. ”

In fact, on weekdays, the people of Yanbu have vaguely heard that Yuhan is going to take over as the next witch, but no one has ever confirmed it.

When I heard it tonight, I didn't feel an uproar.

Because Yuhan is too young and still a woman, the tribe has never had such a small witch, and she is still a witch.

But the people of Yanbe all believed in Wu, and after being surprised, they stopped making a sound and waited to see Yuhan's performance.

After seeing the movements of the clansmen, Wu nodded with satisfaction and walked back to the front position, but when he passed by Yu Han's side, he said with concern: "Relax." ”

Yu Han smiled with difficulty, the first time he presided over the sacrifice, it was impossible to say that he was not nervous. Wu's words can only be a little comfort, and they will not help at all. A moment later, the moon rises in the middle of the sky. Yu Han looked at it, and her pretty face became serious. The sacrifice is a big deal, and she can't afford to make the slightest mistake.

I saw her hands raised high, facing the direction of the ancestral temple on the boulder, and chanted an inexplicable mystical note loudly.

Her voice is different from Wu's high-pitched, vast, and far-reaching, shocking and terrifying, but it is crisp, pure, and natural, as if the sound of heaven and earth is clear, washing people's hearts, and instantly distracting thoughts.

The mystical notes are distant and long, reverberating in the Yan for a long time.

After chanting loudly, Yuhan's voice turned soft, sweet like a lark, like a drizzle, nourishing people's hearts.

In the sound of her chanting, in the ancestral temple, the flames in the middle of the stone pillars began to roll and beat, slowly becoming larger, spreading in all directions, and then splitting into two flames. The two flames that had just formed were small at first, but Yuhan's chanting seemed to give it strength, and it began to grow in size slowly. When it was so big that it filled the ancestral temple, the two flames separated into a firework, floating in the middle of the two flames, forming a new flame, forming the flame of the word "Yan" in the totem of Yanbe.

The flame has just been formed, and it is still a little thin and a little empty, but there seems to be a steady stream of power injected under the stone pillar, making the flame turn from virtual to real.

The flames that had become physical began to float outward, coming to the sky above the Yanbe people's worship.

After seeing the flame on the space giant support lamp in Gongliang's eyebrows, he immediately flew out of the lamp plate.

Yanbu Yanhuo saw the Yanhuo flying out of Gongliang's body, and began to shake enchantingly, and the two Yanhuo slowly approached, becoming you have me, I have you, but they are distinct.

After the fire was formed, Yuhan seemed to be able to see, and the voice of the chant became clear, and his body began to beat rhythmically, inheriting the ancient tribal dance. When she danced, the leader and second leader of the Wuhe tribe behind also jumped, and then the warriors of the tribe also danced, and sang the ancient song that had been passed down for a long time.

"Hah... Hah...

Praise the ancestral gods and give me good food.

Praise the ancestral gods and give me well-being.

Come to the first to eat, and the blessings are boundless. ...”

After the tribal warriors jumped up, the rest of Yanbe also began to dance and sing ancient songs.

The old man of the tribe next to him responded with a leather drum to guide their movements, and the warriors of the tribe who were guarding the surrounding area began to strike the ground with their bones and spears.

For a while, Yuhan's clear chanting, the warrior's majestic ancient song, the singing of tribal men and women, and the sound of the old man's leather drum, the surrounding warriors' bones, spears and other objects hitting the ground converged and merged into a new song. Although it is not wonderful, it is far away and beautiful, and it penetrates people's hearts.

Gongliang danced and sang with everyone, looking at the familiar scene, everything was like yesterday, but it was completely different.