Ling Du's sudden discomfort did not attract the attention of others, and people all focused their eyes on Ling Ao, the strongest man in the human race, and then, every kneeling action of Ling Ao, everyone had to follow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Ao, the leader, once again knelt down.

All the people did not get up, but they all bowed down with them.

Ling Du was extremely patient with the vomiting sensation coming from his chest, and he followed the example of everyone and knelt down deeply.

When Ling Du's forehead approached the earth, a flash of lightning suddenly crossed the sky, and dark clouds drifted from nowhere, and the entire human tribe was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

The sudden change in the sky had to make everyone raise their heads.

Even the goddess on the altar was the first time she had seen such a strange celestial phenomenon on the day of worship.

"Are the gods of heaven and earth about to manifest?" the goddess raised her voice and said excitedly, "It must be our sincerity that has moved the gods, and the gods of heaven and earth are about to manifest!"

After the goddess finished speaking, she was at a loss, and blindly buckled her head towards the incense burner on the altar.

People who don't know what the reason is, when they heard what the goddess said, most of them panicked and kept buttoning their heads.

Ling Ao and Fang Wu both looked at the sky, and both of them wanted to see something from the sudden change of this heavenly image, but in the end they couldn't see anything.

There was a force in Ling Du's chest that was constantly rolling, and no one noticed that the red red mark on the forehead of the ten-year-old boy kneeling on the ground was looming, which happened to be inextricably linked to the red lightning in the sky, and even Ling Du himself was not aware of it.

Ling Du seemed to hear a strange voice in the distance and remembered it, and when he heard it carefully, it seemed to say: Don't kneel! However, this strange voice seemed to be heard only by Ling Du himself, and it seemed that this voice was shouting at himself.

Ling Du stubbornly raised his arrogant head, in fact, it was not his intention, but there was an inexplicable force that drove him to raise his head, and he had to follow this arrogant posture, otherwise there would be a force in his chest that kept rolling, and his vomiting feeling would become stronger and stronger.

The red mark on his forehead loomed, and Ling Du slowly stood up.

Ling Du, who stood up, felt relaxed all over his body, and at this moment he felt that all the human races on the altar were here to bow down to him. He didn't like it, but it made him feel comfortable standing like this.

No one doubted that there was something wrong with the ten-year-old boy who stood up, and even if anyone did, they would at most think that the child had been frightened by the sudden celestial phenomenon.

The red mark on his forehead loomed, Ling Du felt all these changes, the feeling of power rolling in his chest disappeared, and the dark clouds above the sky dissipated.

This sudden change in weather, the appearance and disappearance of only a short five minutes, but the crowd has an indescribable feeling.

When the clouds cleared and the sun shone back here, the goddess finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Ao and the others also stood up.

People don't want to talk too much about this sudden celestial phenomenon, maybe it is really the gods who have appeared.

Ling Du knew in his heart that this sudden change was most likely related to the feeling of vomiting in his heart, but how could he have such the ability to make such a change in the celestial phenomena. Ling Du smiled, maybe he was mistaken, he was narcissistic, how could he have such the ability to make the celestial phenomena change like this.

On this year's worship day, Ling Ao, the strongest man of the human race, defeated the tiger to death and bowed down with everyone and prayed together.

This afternoon until late at night, in order to celebrate the Ling family becoming the strongest of the human race, the Ling family is very lively, in the past two years, since Ling Ao won the strongest of the human race, the old lady of the Ling family has a very good attitude towards Ling Ao, and he is also very concerned about Ling Du.

Although the Ling family was very lively today, and his father and mother were also very happy, Ling Du was never happy, he simply ate some things and went back to his house to rest.

"Son, are you feeling unwell?" Fang Wu pushed the door and walked into Ling Du's room, and saw that Ling Du was already lying on the bed.

"Mother. When Ling Du saw his mother come in, he got up and sat on the bed, in fact, he was not sleepy, but he was in a bad mood because of the sudden change in the sky.

"It's just that I'm a little sleepy. ”

Fang Wu smiled softly at Ling Du and said, "I didn't scare you when I worshiped the tiger head today, did I?"

Ling Du still remembers the scene of worshipping the tiger's head, and he doesn't like such bloody scenes. He shook his head at his mother and said, "No, mother." ”

"That's good. Fang Wu gently touched Ling Du's head, "If you're sleepy, go to bed early." ”

"Good mother. Ling Du lay back on the bed.

Fang Wu gently put a small blanket on Ling Du's body and closed the window door for Ling Du. Only then did he leave with a smile.

Mother is always the most loving!

Until the end of the ugly time, Ling Du tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. He never wondered if the strange celestial phenomenon on the day of worship had anything to do with him.

If so, why him?

If not, why did the change in the sky disappear when he stood up?

According to the practice of the worship day in previous years, the offerings on the worship day should be removed until early tomorrow morning, and he had to rush to verify whether the strange celestial phenomenon was related to himself when the scene of the offering day was basically unchanged.

Thinking of this, Ling Du got up decisively, got dressed, put on a coat and went out.

At this time, it was difficult to speak to anyone, and in order not to worry his parents, Ling Du came to the altar of worship alone.

At the end of the ugly hour, the sky was cold and black, and a full moon hung in the sky, sometimes covered by black clouds, sometimes revealing half of its face.

The altar of worship was quiet, Ling Du stood on it, and the sound of his own breathing was particularly loud here at this time.

On the stone table, the cow head, pig head, sheep head, and tiger head that were enshrined looked particularly hideous at this time, and looked at Ling Du on the altar with resentment.

Ling Du also looked at the things on the stone table, his mother had taught Ling Du to be brave since he was a child, and Ling Du was not afraid in his heart at this time.

Ling Du raised his head and looked at the altar, the seven stone pillars erected, one of the seven stone pillars towered into the sky, according to legend, there were gods built here, also known as the Seven Immortal Pillars.

At this time, the seven stone pillars were erected in the inky black night sky, which was even more majestic!

Ling Du thought back to the appearance of the day, Cheng Dali knelt on the altar, made up his mind, and bowed fiercely to the stone pillar and the altar.

Sure enough, at the same time as Ling Du knelt down, something seemed to be rolling in his chest, and the feeling of vomiting returned.

The half-moon in the sky was gone, and the surroundings suddenly became darker.

Ling didn't believe it, he gritted his teeth, endured the feeling of vomiting, and bowed down again.

Suddenly, a reddish-purple lightning bolt in the sky illuminated the place, and the lightning bolt was a main line, and the rest were connected into a net, and hit the altar.

Quack!

A thunderbolt resounded through the heavens and the earth, echoing above the altar, and at the same time, the power of lightning shook the stone table above the altar, and all the offerings on the stone table were scattered on the ground.

Ling Du's head felt a faint pain, and the faint red mark on his forehead was frequently haunted at this time.

Ling Du had to stand up, and an inexplicable voice echoed in his ears: Don't kneel!

Ling Du was sure that this strange celestial phenomenon was indeed related to him, but why was he? how could he have such great power? why was it on the day of worship, why was it on the altar?

The more Ling Du thought about it, the more he felt a headache, especially the looming red mark.

Ling Du's eyes were closed with a headache, his hands were covering his head, he wanted to escape from here, he didn't like this feeling. A reddish-purple bolt of lightning slid down from the sky again, and the lightning struck the altar, illuminating the place.

Ling Du tilted his head and saw a reddish-purple stone not far from his forehead, which was a reddish-purple spar about the size of a pomegranate.

Ling Du saw that there seemed to be thousands of cracks inside, and the cracks seemed to form a strange pattern.

Ling Du didn't know that just when his eyes that had a headache just now were closed, the reddish-purple spar had just escaped from his body and forehead.

Ling Du wanted to touch the reddish-purple spar, but at this moment, the spar emitted ten thousand reddish-purple lights, and the altar was also covered in reddish-purple.

Ling Du fainted in that dazzling reddish-purple patch.

The reddish-purple spar returned to Ling Du's body again.

Heaven and earth are jet black!