Chapter 132: Offered Up.

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Coming to this world for ten years, for me, it is like a dream within a dream, the truth and the false are forgotten, even if I think about it, I don't want to wake up, where I don't live and die, when I don't have fate. In the meantime, we traveled to the various tribes of the Smoked Wind Field, and watched the sacrificial ceremonies of each department, which confirmed my conjecture more and more, at least the Smoked Wind Field is the place where the gods fell, and the totem holy relics of each tribe are not the same, there are horns, claws, feathers, and the spirit that does not know its shape, but the manifested spirit is the same: the phoenix spirit! The larger the tribe, the more condensed the spirit body, the totem holy object of the luxury department is two fiery red gems, during the sacrifice, the manifest phoenix spirit, in the tribe hovering for a day before dispersing, the two fiery red gems, maybe the essence of the phoenix's eyes.

The influence of the valley of the gods spread all over the tribes, we are respected as the gods of the valley, the disciples who came out of the valley, although they are young, but they show their heads and feet in the tribe, what they do, they are young and heavy, and bring countless benefits to the development of the tribe, sometimes the tribe has a conflict, because the people who lead the troops are also the disciples of the valley, and the sword soldiers are turned into negotiations, and they turn around in principle and flexibility, and it is rare for the real peaceful development in the smoked wind field, and the study notes of the disciples of the god valley have become the heavy classics of the various departments, in order to prove the correctness of what they say and do, they often speak the first way, Zi said: ――

Ten years of mortal life, ten years of inheritance and practice, let us forget our former identity: monks, what we teach is actually the content of the previous cultivation, but we go to the Dharma to save the Tao, and replace the immortals with mortals. Sometimes we discuss it together. The cultivation civilization of Tianqingxing. When did it start? Was there a mortal first? Or did there be an immortal? Who created the exercises we practiced in the first place? If there were monks in this realm, would we not be revered as the ancestors?

It's been another ten years, everyone has entered middle age, except for Chu Chu and Jiaojiao, most of them have long beards under their chins, and the two beauties have long faded away. It looks graceful and luxurious, but the way to go out is not a little eyebrow, although this place is good, it is not our home. The only thing that could not be touched was the totem shaman, who was outside the tribe and was high, and the various scriptures recorded the situation of many divine masters, and some of them collided with the totem shaman. Some sneak into the tower or die violently. Either mysteriously disappear, which makes everyone very cautious, for more than 20 years, there has been no rash action, in the past thousand years, compared with the disappearance of death, there are very few people who really go out, which shows that the price of going out is very high, the method and process are very risky, maybe there is only one chance to go out.

In the twenty-fifth year, the heavy snowfall, and the day of the sacrifice is approaching, for the totem sacrifice, we have long been no interest, a layer of unchanged procedures, so that everyone from surprise to numbness, although I know that there is a big secret inside, but I have not been able to see the clues. Thinking of having nothing to do, he rode slowly to the place of sacrifice alone, still on the bank of Yunmengze, but the king of the Qiu tribe became the boy of Qiu Jie, and when he saw me coming, he greeted me respectfully, and he did not forget his roots. The priest looked old, the whole sacrificial process was very difficult, after the phoenix spirit dispersed, the priest held the holy object, just took two steps, suddenly fell to the ground, like the oil ran out of lamp, the people of the tribe were shocked, Qiu Jie ran to the altar in a panic, knelt in front of the priest, for a while, as if he got some kind of decree, rushed down the altar and rushed towards me, "God, priest, please go up", Qiu Jie gasped and hurriedly said, I felt a sigh in my heart, there was a bad premonition, but in the face of countless pleading eyes, it was not easy to refuse. Follow Qiu Jie to the priest, "Everyone else stand down", the priest's voice was a little hoarse, and when only the two of us were left on the altar, the priest slowly stood up, solemnly wrapped the animal skin wrapped in the totem holy object, and handed it to me.

I froze, you didn't say a word, just give me this thing, what do you want to do? Let me continue to be a shaman? No way, I won't do this job, and I don't want to stay in the tower all day, I shook my head firmly, and the two stood face to face without making a sound, a cold wind blew, and the hat on the priest's head fell off, his gray hair was all over his head, and his face was lifeless, but his actual age didn't seem to be old, and his originally empty eyes were scorching, forming a strong contrast. "Outsider, please take it", there was a kind of pleading in the hoarse voice, "I don't dare to take it, I am afraid of misleading things, misleading others, misleading myself", "The first time you see the Spirit Tower, the true spirit has a feeling", "I don't understand", "The answer is in the tower" After the shaman finished speaking, his body shook and fell towards me, and he reflexively reached out to support him, but he became a holy object, and the moment he caught it, the cold wind howled, and the snow fell all over the sky, the brilliance in the priest's eyes dissipated, and his face showed a smile of relief, and he sat on the ground, his head bowed, lifeless, and I keenly felt that his soul drifted to the sky with the cold wind, and before leaving, it seemed to bow deeply to me. What is this? Obviously, I'm being relied upon.

The wind and snow come and go quickly, the scene on the altar makes the tribal people panic, a tribe does not have a totem priest, what does it mean, everyone knows very well, the sense of despair of the coming catastrophe makes the tribal people kneeling on the ground silent. In fact, my brain is also on the spot, no matter how I explain it, I can't say: Your totem shaman is dead, and the totem holy relic is here, and any of you who wants it can take it quickly! Qiu Jie has not wasted our guidance in the past few years, he has a long heart, and his reaction is quite fast, with the core members of the royal family, he rushed to the altar, and the leader shouted: "Bow to the new priest!", the people of the tribe understood, and they were very excited to chant, every time they shouted, they bowed to the ground with five bodies, nine from nine knocks, "Ninety-nine to one, the great gift is completed!", Qiu Jie finally shouted hoarsely, I was carried to the altar and offered up.

Inheriting the position of totem shaman like me, there is no precedent in the Smoke Wind Wilderness from ancient times to the present, and my identity is very special, I am a famous divine master, the two supreme identities are superimposed, what is the etiquette? What will be the consequences? What will be the reaction of other tribes, the members of the royal family are messy in the wind, and finally they all kneel in front of me, staring at me, hoping that I will give the so-called decree, I don't know anything, I don't understand anything, the next fart decree, I really want to kick the kid Qiu Jie to death, the situation is not clear, what are you coaxing, what should you do next, I also want to know!

Special affairs, do what you want, settle down, spread the first decree, let Yu Qiujie quickly send someone to pick up other divine masters here, the royal city strengthens its vigilance, and the people of the tribe return to their own homes, it is already chaotic here, so many people are crowded here, a rumor, a little wind and grass, will cause turmoil. The members of the royal family were in a complicated mood and took orders to leave, perhaps this was the most mundane priest's decree they had received. (The novel "The Gate of the Road" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)