This festival is very lively because the saints are to be selected as the heirs of the future patriarch. Many clansmen are rushing to the great wizard to summon the legendary white horse god to bless the clansmen, so they have chosen the best warriors of the clan to come to the ancestral land to participate in this sacrifice.

Although this ancestral land is very mysterious and respectful in their eyes, but for hundreds of years, with the continuous change and development of the times, the Di people do not have their own writing, those who live together with the Han people, they also understand the Han people's writing, master the knowledge of the Han people, those new Di tribal leaders are more and more despised in the heart of the ancestral land, there is no fierce wine, there are no countless horses and fat sheep, there is no tiger head and bearded Di warriors, this is just a square inch of land, this is not a small grassland only the group of wild white horses that can not be greedy, here is still the most primitive way of life of the Di people。 The patriarch, the great wizard, and the holy woman of this ancestral court land are either dying old or yellow-haired girls, how can they be the opponents of the warriors in their tribe. It's just out of the faith that stands on the basis of the generations of our ancestors, which is how much we respect them.

Today, after this incident, they finally opened their eyes, it turned out that the story passed down from generation to generation was true, only this great wizard and patriarch were the guardians of the Di people, and their strength had long exceeded the scope of ordinary people. In this small tribe of less than 100 people in the ancestral court, any child or woman could play with them and applaud.

This hall was originally a cave dwelling place built by the ancestors of the Nadi people when they first arrived in this valley, and later it became a sacred place to worship the stone statue of the white horse god.

In principle, only the Ancestral Court and the newly elected saints and the few alternate saints were allowed to enter it, but at this time, due to special circumstances, the Holy Maiden did not care about so much. These people finally saw the strength of this holy woman, and with a light dance of the red lings in her hands, the best warriors of the various tribes flew into this hall like feathers in the wind. If she hadn't pulled them out of the blood mist just now, I was afraid that they would have turned into a pool of blood, and those who were lucky enough to survive were really grateful to Dade.

The major tribes of the Diren who had just judged people by their appearance, and who still had a trace of contempt in their hearts, had already admired them in their hearts at this time, and they were even more respectful.

"O great god of the white horse, your people are suffering, please show them the way forward!" the holy woman took the lead and knelt down, praying aloud to the stone statue in the middle of the hall, and behind her also knelt down in rows, praying in unison with the voice of the holy woman.

Although the sacrifices of the Di people are held every year, it is very rare for such a major sacrifice ceremony to choose a saint, and it can only be done when the life limit of the patriarch is approaching. Therefore, it can be carried out once in decades and hundreds of years. Therefore, except for those old people in this temple, who have heard of it from their ancestors, those young people who have never heard of it. Therefore, most of the people in their hearts are very suspicious, isn't this sacrificial ceremony basically over, and what is the purpose of this prayer now? But no one dared to question it in the slightest and threw himself wholeheartedly into this prayer.

Lin Yi was absent-mindedly reckless, although he also cared about what the following rituals were, but he was more concerned about the fact that it was almost time for him to appear. Because he was an old acquaintance with the horse spirit, he was chosen as a saint, but he didn't want to be a saint, and the identity of a foreigner might be acceptable to them, if he knew that Lu Dao was not only a foreigner, but also the prince of the Han dynasty that they hated for generations, he was really afraid to imagine what the consequences were. He couldn't expect the horse spirit to appear again and save his life.

After a while, Lin Yi only felt that the entire hall was responding to this prayer sound was getting louder and louder, and the entire hall was responding rhythmically to this prayer, and the whole hall was constantly shaking with this rhythm, but this movement was getting louder and louder, as if there was another earthquake about to happen. When the holy woman saw this, her prayer increased by three points, but her eyes were fixed on the depths of the bottomless hall. Although everyone was secretly frightened in their hearts, they did not hesitate to pray aloud.

The floating dust in the hall shook and fell everywhere, and it was the time of half a pillar of incense, and the depths of the hall finally had a faint light, just like the morning sun, bigger and bigger, more and more obvious, and finally as dazzling as day, and at the same time, the whole hall gradually returned to calm. There was disbelief on everyone's faces.

The holy woman was accustomed to it, and it seemed that she had already known all this. I saw that as soon as the prayer in her mouth fell, and the red ling in her hand waved again, Lin Yi and Zhang Wei, as well as Li Xiong, Pu Hong and other four people were instantly brought to the front desk from the crowd.

"The deepest part of this hall preserves the exercises and treasures of the predecessors such as the great wizards of the Di people, and anyone who is favored by the White Horse God, the White Horse God will open this prohibition and allow them to choose a kind of exercise or treasure at will. Remember to stop in moderation, the sin is more than lack of greed, one person can only choose one treasure or one kind of exercise, but don't disturb the rest of the ancestors' souls!" The holy woman said to Lin Yi and the others.

saw that Zhang Wei, the woman, was still following behind Lin Yi, which was really in the way. It's just that they were in a hurry when they first came, and the bone demon didn't have time to unlock this unique secret method for them. The saint girl arrived in front of Zhang Wei with a slight vertical, and her right hand danced lightly, and there was an extra saber in her hand, and she immediately slashed at the bundle of demon ropes, and this bundle of demon ropes such a high-grade magic weapon would not be cut so easily. She still didn't give up, and in an instant, countless knife lights flashed, and the bundle of demon ropes was still the same, and it was difficult to see even a knife mark on it. Although this saint's cultivation is not low, but this saber is made of mortal iron, too ordinary, and naturally unscathed.

The saintess finally gave up, and her eyes swept to Zhang Wei's face. The woman brought by this great wizard was unexpectedly so naturally beautiful, but she didn't notice it just now. Lin Yi is in the limelight today and has become the focus of the people, and Zhang Wei, who is tied up with him, pays more attention to how to protect himself, especially a beautiful woman. Unkempt, with his head bowed, his hair falling like a madman. Although it is like this, but because this bundle of demon ropes was originally a treasure of her family, it has become a shackle that shackles her at this time, no matter where Lin Yi goes, she must follow wherever she goes, and she will never escape the sight of the people.

A woman, especially a beautiful woman, sees a woman who is more beautiful than herself or on par with herself, unless this person is her relative, the repulsive force of human nature will naturally not let her go so easily, not to mention that the person she entangles with will be his husband. Whatever her reason, whether it was voluntary or not, at least they had been intimately together.

"Bang ......" A dazzling knife light flashed, and the saber in the holy woman's hand had already stabbed straight into Zhang Wei's neck. This slight cultivation is not under this holy woman, but she is seriously injured, and she is sealed by the bone demon, which is no different from that ordinary mortal. But her five senses and six senses are still very sharp and sensitive, and she has already seen where this sword light is heading, and she knows what the purpose of this woman is, so she can only gently close her eyes and quietly wait for that moment to come.

"Don't!" Lin Yi exclaimed, he had already seen what this holy woman named Alan was going to do.

"Bang ......" sounded again, and the saber stopped on Zhang Wei's neck in an instant, as if time stood still, and the knife edge had already touched the neck as white and tender as jade.

"Don't worry, at least I won't kill her in this ancestral court! No one's blood is allowed here to pollute the ancestors' holy spirit! I just want to see what your relationship with her is! It seems that you have let me down in the end!" the holy woman said calmly to Lin Yi, and anyone could see a vinegar smell in these words.

This Di and the Han people are really very different, dare to love and hate, do not be cowardly, and they are very respectful of their own gods. Since it was the husband chosen by the White Horse God for her, although it was the first time they met, she didn't know anything about him, but deep down in her heart she still accepted this God's chosen marriage.

"Come in!" the holy woman whispered to Lin Yi and the others, and the red ling in her hand was gently sent forward, Lin Yi only felt like walking in the air, and instantly arrived at the entrance of the day-like light curtain.

Lin Yi walked in without hesitation, and the four people also followed Lin Yi in, but that Zhang Wei couldn't move forward an inch, which was really amazing, that Zhang Wei was not the person chosen by the White Horse God, so he couldn't enter. What made Lin Yi feel even more incredible was that this bundle of demon ropes seemed to be infinitely long, and his initial worries seemed to be superfluous.

The depth of this light curtain is much larger than Lin Yi imagined, and the entrance is also a hall, and under the soft light, Lin Yi can see that it is actually a mural, lifelike. The first is a scene of three primitive tribes fighting each other, in which two tribes unite to attack the other tribe, but they are defeated; the second is that the two defeated tribes have to migrate long distances, quarreling and fighting each other on the way, and finally parting ways; the third is a tribe that has gone through a lot of hardships, and has suffered heavy casualties along the way, and countless tribesmen have died in the mouths of fierce beasts and poisonous insects; the fourth is that this tribe is surrounded by a group of desolate beasts in a valley, and at that moment of life and death, suddenly a heavenly horse descends from the sky, helping them destroy the monsters, and leaving this fertile land for them to multiply......

Those people looked like the second monk was confused, but Lin Yi had already understood that these murals were to tell the descendants the origin of the ancestors of the Di people and why they believed in the White Horse God. It's just that except for the murals around here, this is empty in front of you, but where are those treasures and exercises?

After all, this time is limited, and Lin Yi is also anxious, but he can't figure out where this organ is, and the four anxious people can't help but be anxious.

"Ah, why is there a single horn missing on the forehead of Tianma in this fourth painting, looking at the quality of the picture is so simple and long-lasting, I am afraid that it has a history of thousands of years, and the person who painted it may not have made such a careless mistake by seeing Tianma with his own eyes!" Lin Yi suddenly felt a stirring in his heart.

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