This formation is very similar to the energy fluctuations of the shaman, but it is a little different, Jin Liang feels that the Nordic cultivators are more likely, and this energy is very unfamiliar to him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "It's a little interesting," Jin Liang looked at Yu Wen, she was cultivating every minute, "In addition to the Jin Dan of his and Yu Wendao cultivation, there are also shamanic mages, and it seems that there are Nordic magicians again." Jin Liang looked at the two Hai Dongqing who were still happy, and also quieted down, realizing the change in the aura in Jin Dan.

When Jin Beihai Dongqing comprehended the fire attribute aura in Jin Liang, he would also rub on Jin Liang's edge and enjoy it to the fullest. Every morning and evening, the two Haidongqing will soar in the sky, really fast as lightning, one blue and one white, and they will disappear into the sky in an instant, and they can't even find a small dot. The golden-backed Hai Dongqing is smaller and absorbs more aura, so he should practice for a longer time. Sometimes Jin Liang will also guess if this golden back of it is a sign of cultivation level?

Two days later, Jin Beihai Dongqing no longer appeared. At first, Jin Liang was worried about whether he was injured again, but seeing that Lan Hai Dongqing was still happy, there shouldn't be a problem. Until the end of this practice, Jin Beihai Dongqing did not appear again, Yu Wen teased Jin Liang, "Charm, what you lack most now is charm, and you need to strengthen your cultivation in this area." Jin Liang was speechless, and suddenly waved his hand, and a ball of blue light covered Yu Wen's Hai Dongqing, and it cooed comfortably, staggering towards Jin Liang. Yu Wen couldn't cry or laugh, this white-eyed eagle.

Tomorrow is the Ice Melting Festival, and Jin Liang is hesitating which point to participate in the sacrifice ceremony. Wushen Village is the most mysterious, Linyan gathering site is the best, and Chagan Village has the largest population. Yu Wen is very simple, three points are all participated, in the morning in the wild goose set, noon to Wushen Village, before sunset rushed to Chagan Village, just in the direction of the south, each to observe a section, you can learn more.

Early the next morning, the two arrived at the door of Master Cheng's house, where Master Cheng was explaining the precautions to a few ordinary people. In Jin Liang's perception, there were seven young adults, each carrying a different thing in his hand, including an animal's skull, a beautiful feather, a wooden staff, and a pair of wooden bowls...... There are all kinds of things for life hunting, and each person also wears a wooden mask with exaggerated expressions and brilliant colors. Master Cheng is still in that robe, holding a short staff in his hand, and a swan dancing on one leg on his head, like the first painting carved in stone.

Jin Liang and Yu Wen stood quietly at the door, listening to Master Cheng's speech in a very strange pronunciation, not the language of local communication, probably the ancient language of the Su Shen people. Soon, the eight of them came out one after another, lined up in a line, and walked towards the open space in the center.

Master Cheng smiled at them, Yu Wen hugged Jin Liang's arm again, and the two walked beside the team and followed all the way. In Jin Liang's perception, there were also teams from the other two stockades, they were the villages in the north, next to the middle stockade team, there were two Nordic magicians, and there seemed to be only eight people in the south village. Jin Liang told Yu Wen the situation in a low voice, and Yu Wen looked over curiously.

Everyone stopped in the central clearing, and each team of seven young adults still stood in a row, surrounded by three sides, and the side facing the sea was empty. In the center of their encirclement, there were three piles of lumber. Master Cheng walked to Jin Liang's side and smiled at them, and Yu Wen asked softly, "Why are you called Linyanji here?"

"In another half a month, all the ice here will melt, and we have the most geese here, and thousands of geese will come from the south to cover the sky, so it is called this name. ”

"What did you just say was Su Shen?" Yu Wen asked again.

"Yes, we mages have been learning the language of Su Shen, and they have learned a few words of the language used in the sacrifice, and we have to review it every time. ”

"When you chant together, there seems to be a force field, is it the effect of the formation?" Jin Liang was a little puzzled and couldn't help but ask.

Master Cheng hesitated for a moment and said, "This is the power given by the Nine Phoenix God, if several people absolutely believe in the same god, when chanting together, a potential field will be formed, which will improve our ability to summon aura." ”

"Using the potential field of people?People are also imposing, just like mountains and rivers, but they are much weaker, through faith, these momentum can be connected, and the mantra recited is equivalent to adjusting the frequency of everyone's aura?" Jin Liang was very surprised.

"So to speak. ”

"Can it be implemented if there are many people and few people?"

"Yes. ”

"What an amazing mantra!"

"Therefore, our cultivation, and the cultivation of the West, are in this direction, and we pay more attention to the cooperation of the team, everyone has the power of faith, and they can be gathered, and the team will not look down on others. Master Cheng said proudly.

"yes, maybe it's a cultural flaw in us. We only have the idea of unity, and you have a demonstration of unity, and the effect is really better. ”

As he was talking, the people around him gathered one after another, and the people from their respective villages stood at the back of their respective teams, waiting for the sun to come out, and they also made a little noise. In the high place of the back mountain, a trumpet sounded over, like blowing the ancient trombone of our country, low and thick. Master Cheng began to whisper something softly, and after a while, a little red light appeared on the head of his short staff. The other two mages were in the same situation, and then with a wave of their staffs, three flames went straight to the wood piled in the middle, and three bonfires burst into flames, dispelling the darkness before dawn.

Master Cheng walked in front of the seven young men he had brought, and the seven young men began to stomp their feet simply, and the twenty-one strong laborers of the three stockades stomped their feet very slowly, leading the others in their respective stockades behind, and after a few minutes, the sound of neat stomping was maintained in a rhythm of almost three seconds, neat and powerful.

In the light of the campfire, two other mages of the stockade could be seen, both of them standing motionless, as if something was brewing. Master Cheng was the same, and the heads of their respective staffs changed into blue light, like a blue bubble. Behind each of them, seven young men with masks, baring their teeth, their angry eyes, their red and their blue eyes, seemed to come to life in the flickering firelight. Behind them are their respective villagers, just like the northern wrestling competition, the upper body stomps with their feet, shaking exaggeratedly from side to side, men, women and children are the same, with an excited look.

It lasted for more than ten minutes, and it was still dark, but in Jin Liang's heart, there was only one scene in front of him, and the night seemed to pass in advance. In the sky above the venue, there was an atmosphere, like the awakening of a beast, a kind of energetic restlessness, a strong self-confidence climbed into everyone's hearts. The sound of stomping was heavier and heavier, but it was still neat. Jin Liang sighed from his heart, it is really a united nation, if it were the Central Plains, it is estimated that it would have been a mess long ago, and everyone could only clapp their hands to cover up their embarrassment.

Soon, Master Cheng and the three of them began to recite the mantra, and the simple two tones and three tones could still be clearly heard in the sound of neat stomping. The seven people behind them first followed along, and soon all the villagers began to recite it. The pronunciation that sounded very strange at first was repeated over and over again by everyone, becoming more and more pleasing to the ear, and the sound of stomping feet was matched together, like a natural sound, or like a stick in the head, and the two completely different feelings were flooded with Jin Liang's heart together.

He was shocked that he actually gave different feelings completely according to his heart. Painting and chanting are the most powerful means to reach people's hearts, and this is true. He looked at Yu Wen beside him and saw that she was also slightly open, shocked by the effect of this ritual.

Jin Liang covered the audience with his thoughts, and he found that there was a layer of energy slowly gathering in the sky above the entire clearing, just like he was gathering aura. After the individual's momentum was adjusted by beliefs and mantras, the shaman gathered little by little in the sky, and gradually condensed above the bonfire. The bonfires on the grounds seem to be brighter and can be reflected farther away, and the villagers are full of red light.

Jin Liang looked at the top of the bonfire, and for no reason thought of the frenzy of the believers in the Bomi Temple, which also made the sky above the cremation site brighter. He is now convinced that faith is indeed a power. Because there is a space for the transformation of the baby, the process of the transformation of the baby can be realized there. Other cultivation methods did not have a magical space for transforming into infants, and they came up with this method to use a large amount of faith power when their aura was not enough to support their transformation into infants. This method made Jin Liang admire.

Slowly, the three shamans walked to the side facing the sea and lined up in a row. Each person held a short cane high in his left hand, and the head of the cane flashed blue. The sky is a little white, and the sun is about to hit the North Sea. In Jin Liang's perception, the energy above the bonfire was more condensed.

The staffs of the three mages swung in the direction of the sea, and the three blue lights sank into the darkness like meteors. In Jin Liang's perception, the energy above the bonfire, pulled by the staff, also chased the three blue lights, and went straight to the ice.

The sun's rays shone on the ice, and I saw the snow remaining on the ice. Everyone began to fall silent, there was no sound in the field except the sound of burning wood, and everyone's faces were full of excitement, as if they were waiting for something.

Jin Liang and Yu Wen looked at each other, at this time, according to common sense, everyone should start cheering, why did they suddenly calm down, there was a strange atmosphere.

"Carrara", there was a cracking sound from afar on the ice, and Yu Wen and Jin Liang almost flew straight over. All the villagers began to cheer loudly, and the young man who had been wearing the mask also took off the mask and began to jump and shout, and all kinds of personalized sounds echoed over the field.

Under the leadership of the three mages, everyone walked towards the ice, and the distance of a few hundred meters was soon reached. Not far from the shore, I saw a huge ice cave, with this ice cave as the center, spreading out cracks in the ice in all directions, different distances, different widths, like an abstract painting of the sun, opening on the ice.

Kaiyang Festival!