Hearing this, Hua Xi turned his head and nodded lightly at Hong Hao and the others, and the two hurriedly walked home.

Pushing open the door, the simple and tidy room suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he didn't have time to stay, so he quickly turned around, took a few steps forward, and then gently knocked on the wooden door of the room where the red pillar and the wheat ear lived.

"Bang bang bang!"

After the knock on the door, a woman's voice came from inside the room, "Is Ling'er back?"

Hearing the shout, Hua Xi Weng said in a loud voice: "Auntie, Hongling and I are back with herbs. ”

After a burst of hurried footsteps, the door slowly opened, and it was Hong Lingniang standing at the door, looking at Hong Lingniang's slightly red eyes, Hua Xi knew that Hong Lingniang must have just wiped away her tears.

"Xi'er, why are you here?" Hong Lingniang wondered.

"Auntie, I'll explain to you slowly after the incident, how is Uncle?" Hua Xi tilted his neck and looked into the room.

Snorted lightly, and said, "Uncle is nothing serious, Lang Zhong of the tribe has seen it just now, apply some herbs, pay more attention to rest, and it will be fine." Then Hong Lingniang leaned slightly, "Come in." ”

Walking into the room, the red pillar on the bed also heard the conversation outside and wanted to get up.

Hua Xi looked at the red pillar who wanted to get up, hurriedly took two steps, and then supported the back of the red pillar with his hand, and gently moved it to the quilt standing behind him.

"Uncle, how are you?"

As he spoke, Hua Xi glanced at the three wounds on Hong Dazhu's abdomen, and couldn't help but feel a sour nose, if he had gone out later today, or had gone to replenish the seedlings with Hong Dazhu and them, such a thing would not have happened.

Looking at Hua Xi, whose eyes were red, Hong Dazhu stretched out his rough big hand and patted Hua Xi's little hand gently, "Don't worry, Uncle is fine, didn't I let that girl tell you not to come back?"

With a slight snort, he reached out and put Hong Dazhu's hand into the quilt, Hua Xi said, "The timber wolf was injured by the soldiers of the Sui clan, and then the Yihai of the Shennong clan divided a few timber wolves. ”

Hearing Hua Xi's answer, Hong Ling behind him just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Hua Xi with his eyes, after all, he didn't tell Hong Dazhu that he was a martial artist.

"Yihai...... That shouldn't be a problem. ”

Hearing this, Hua Xi became interested and asked, "Uncle, is Yihai very powerful?"

Hong Dazhu turned his head and glanced at Hua Xi, then straightened up slightly, and said slowly, "Yi Hai, the eldest son of Yi Hong, the leader of the Shennong tribe, Yi Hai was infinitely powerful when he was a child, a few years older, and ordinary adults are not his opponents, and later, he even raised the thousand catties of Shennong Clan's medicine refining with one hand, and was called the God of War by the always belligerent Shennong Clan!"

"God of War ......"

Hua Xi's small fist couldn't help but clench tightly, a trace of deep jealousy flashed on his face, and after a while, he stood up, looked at the red pillar and said, "Then uncle, you have a good rest, I'll go and help my aunt decoct this medicine." ”

Hong Dazhu nodded lightly, and just wanted to lie down and rest, but turned his head to Hua Xi and said, "The day after tomorrow is the first day of the first month of the quarter, Uncle shouldn't be able to go to the sacrifice, speaking of which, you and my family Ling'er have already decided to kiss the baby, and you can be regarded as a member of the Sui clan, the day after tomorrow, you will go to sacrifice to the gods for your uncle." ”

Hearing this, Hua Xi's face flushed, and then nodded slightly.

"What to bring with you for the sacrifice, you ask your aunt. Seeing Hua Xi nodding, Hong Dazhu said a few words, then lay down on the bed and quietly cultivated.

After hurriedly bending down and lying down on the red pillar, Hua Xi walked out of the room with the ears of wheat.

"Auntie, what is the sacrifice?" Walking out of the door, seeing Mai Sui close the door and lower the curtain, Hua Xi asked.

"Sacrifice, ......" Hearing this, Mai Sui took the herbs handed over by Hongling, and said as he walked, "Sacrifice is a ceremony that all tribes here send representatives to participate in on the first day of the new month, which is intended to sacrifice to the gods in the dark night forest and obtain the blessings of the gods. ”

"Gods?" Hua Xi wondered.

I saw that Mai Sui put the herbs into Choshi, and then put a handful of firewood into the wind stove, pulled it lightly a few times, then picked up the wooden fan in front of him, and fanned it a few times, "Xi'er, scoop two scoops of water and pour it into Chozi." ”

Looking at the herbs in Choshi, Hua Xi picked up the scoop in the water tank, scooped two spoonfuls of water, and then covered the lid of Choshi, leaving a gap, if the cover was tight, the herbs would overflow.

After fanning it a few times again, seeing that the fire had already risen, Mai Sui sat on a small wooden bench and said, "Yes, it is the gods, I also heard from my grandmother's generation, one day many years ago, it was over the dark night forest, and it thundered on a sunny day, and in the thunder, there were two figures faintly fighting, and the two figures fought for three days and three nights before they stopped, but the sky was poked open a big hole!"

Hua Xi heard Mai Sui say this, and quickly turned around and took a small stool, and then sat in front of Mai Sui, for fear of missing something.

Later, the hole in the sky began to rain black, and even those fierce beasts in the dark night forest could not stop the black rain, and people naturally did not dare to approach, and later, the hole in the sky was filled by God, and the black rain stopped falling, and that god, we call her, Nuwa Niangniang. Mai Sui looked at Hua Xi and said.

"Nuwa Niangniang?" Hua Xi wondered.

"Nuwa Niangniang, fill the hole in the sky, and leave the fire, which gave birth to our Suiren race, the Shennong Ding left behind, the Shennong tribe was born, and the farm tools left behind gave birth to the axe clan, therefore, Nuwa Niangniang is our god!" Mai Sui said, with a pious look on her face.

After saying that, there were bursts of medicinal fragrance coming from Choshi, and when he smelled the medicinal fragrance, Wheat Ears slowly got up, picked up a yellowed animal skin, held the wooden handle of Choshi with one hand, and held the lid with the other, and slowly poured the herbs in Choshi into a clay bowl.

Looking at the ears of wheat that walked into the room with herbs, the surprise on Hua Xi's face did not dissipate, but became more and more interested in this so-called god.

It's not that Hua Xi doesn't respect the gods, it's just that in the eyes of the warriors, the so-called gods are just some powerful warriors, but they can poke the sky into a hole, how powerful is this to be able to do it!

Hua Tianlei once told Hua Xi that on the way to cultivate the truth, refining the body is the first, condensing the qi is second, gathering the yuan and concentrating the spirit, and the spirit is breathing and the valley, after the three yuan, it is for the immortals!

When the strength of the martial artist reaches the three-element realm, that is, the Xuanyuan realm, the true yuan can be released, forming a protective body and invulnerable, and when it reaches the Kunyuan realm, he can freely step into the air and fly like a bird.

Only by cultivating to reach the legendary Qianyuan Realm can he grasp a trace of spatial power, and with a move, he can shatter the void, which is also the representative of the powerhouse of Kunyuan Realm.

"Could it be that the two people in the big battle are the powerhouses of the Kun Yuan Realm?" Hua Xi said with wide eyes.

Thinking of this, Hua Xi's eyes showed a trace of deep longing, if he could have such strength, how could he be exiled to the wilderness!

......

In the next few days, Huaxi's life returned to the same pattern as before, drinking rice porridge with sugarcane flour in the morning, exercising frantically during the day, practicing Xingyi Boxing, chatting with Hong Dazhu in the evening, occasionally catching a little rabbit pheasant, letting Hong Lingniang peel and pluck the hair, and then boil it into soup to supplement the nutrition of Hong Dazhu.

And at night, he was not idle, sitting on the bed and consolidating the true yuan that had been materialized in his body, wanting to investigate the power of the bloodline, but he was stunned to find that except for the moment that broke out in the battle with the Timber Wolf King that day, the power of the bloodline was like a stone sinking into the sea, and he couldn't find it, if it weren't for the fact that his strength had broken through to the five heavens of condensation, Hua Xi would really think that all this was a dream.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Yue's last day was also in Huaxi's cultivation, passing quietly.

And today, the first day of the first month of the Yu month, is the day to be sacrificed, and this is a big day.

As soon as the sky was bright, a rapid knock on the door reached Hua Xi's ears.

"Xi'er, have you gotten up, after breakfast, you are going to worship the gods. Then came the voice of the woman at the door.

Hearing the noise outside, Hua Xi slowly sat up, put on the clothes that Mai Sui had prepared for him, and opened the door.

"Auntie, why do you have to wear this dress to sacrifice?" Pointing to the strange costume on his body, Hua Xi smiled bitterly.

Hua Xi said this, it is not unreasonable, I only see Hua Xi, wearing a black feather hat, wearing a beast skin skirt, stepping on leather shoes, there are things on his arms that look like armbands, and his calves are tied with leggings.

Mai Sui ignored Hua Xi's complaints, and when he saw Hua Xi going out, he walked to the stove, put a bowl of hot porridge, put it on the table, and said, "After eating, remember to bring this divine fire." ”

"Shenhuo?" Hua Xi said vaguely as he drank his porridge.

As he spoke, Mai Sui picked up a half-human-high wooden stick from the stove, and wrapped it in a red cloth on it, looking like it was a little flame.

"Auntie, isn't the divine fire you are talking about?" Seeing this, Hua Xi swallowed the porridge and rice, pursed his lips and chopsticks, and asked.

"You kid, don't you dare to say that, this is a divine fire, blasphemy will be punished by the gods!" As soon as Hua Xi's words fell, Mai Sui hurriedly covered Hua Xi's mouth, and then dropped a word, and carefully put the wooden stick in Hua Xi's hand.

Looking at the so-called divine fire in his hand, Hua Xi couldn't cry or laugh a little, shook his head helplessly, and then gently took away the hand of the wheat ear and smiled lightly at the wheat ear.

"Well, auntie, I see, it's Shenhuo. ”

Hearing this, Mai Sui breathed a sigh of relief, wiped her hands on her apron, gently touched Hua Xi's head, and then slowly put away the dishes and chopsticks.

When the ears of wheat were almost cleaned up, a man's rough voice came from outside the house, "Hong Lingniang, are you ready, we are going to the altar to hold a sacrifice ceremony." ”

Hearing the sound outside, Mai Sui put down the work in his hand and turned around, "My family is fine." After that, he nodded at Hua Xi and said softly, "Xi'er, go quickly, don't let people wait in a hurry." ”

As he spoke, Mai Sui took two steps closer, straightened the black feather hat on Hua Xi's head, and then gently wiped the corners of Hua Xi's mouth.

Looking at the wheat ears in front of him, a wave of longing suddenly welled up from Hua Xi's heart, and his eyes were a little red.

"Mother......