Dedicate your most precious possessions to the Blue Mountain woman, who has the most status in the tribe, and gain some more in-depth information.
There is a kind of wind in this world, which is extremely sharp regardless of the world's cultivation, and no one can avoid it.
It's just pillow style.
But he never thought that someone who was accustomed to the pillow style would now start blowing the pillow style?
Things are changing. Baiyun Canggu... has already danced. It seems that there is no obstacle to taking the next step?
He must speed up, because the leech energy in his body is still ready to move even under such strong suppression; such suppression is the strong intervention of external forces, not the active dormancy of his own inner secrets.
In fact, as long as the monk is alive, the inner secret operation can never truly stop, it is just that the intensity of the operation is reduced to a negligible level.
This is where the terrifying power of leech vitality lies. Even such subtle life movements cannot avoid its intrusion. However, in such an environment, the impact is suppressed to a minimum, but as time goes by, the effects gradually appear.
Hou Zi knew that there was not much time left for him.
In the tribal system, there is no obvious way to advance. The next step for a warrior is a powerful warrior, and the next step is a core warrior, a warrior... They are purely hardworking, and their status is far below those women with noble surnames in the tribe. This is an insurmountable obstacle.
The situation was stronger than the people. For the first time in his life, he began to learn how to show off his posture, bulging his arms in front of and behind others, inhaling to show off his abdominal muscles, setting up a tent and so on...
There was a sense of shame at first, but later I got used to it, and actually felt a certain sense of satisfaction?
This...does every man have psychological impulses?
A man chases a woman across a mountain, and a woman chases a man across a layer of paper. It's just reversed here. After he showed off his coquettishness intentionally or unintentionally several times, the woman with the highest status in the tribe finally noticed his existence.
Of course, there may be other reasons behind this. For example, he is hunting more than even the bravest warriors in the tribe.
"The leader...the house is leaking...calling you to go..."
The soldiers who came to inform him were full of envy. They could not restrain their emotions, so they were just envious and would not stab him secretly.
After a month, the most basic language communication is enough to cope with it. If it does not involve those advanced human knowledge, the language is actually very simple for things like hunting and dancing around firewood, rice, oil and salt.
The next thing happened naturally. The female leader's house did leak, and the leak was very serious. She waited all night to repair it... Now it seems that it may have to be repaired every day?
Repairing the house at night and hunting during the day may not be bearable for ordinary mortals, but it is also not a problem for practitioners with strong foundation and natural Taoism.
His ability satisfied the female leader. Half a month later, the female leader told him very formally that she planned to sacrifice him to the wizard of the largest tribe along the coast in exchange for the survival and safety of their small tribe.
Was donated?
It's a bit ironic. People here don't seem to care much about whether the person being sacrificed is an original product. It just needs to be useful. Regarding this, the female leader is still very confident.
Nearly two months after arriving on this strange island, Hou Zi was drafted and sent there.
What he didn't expect was that this was not the end, but just the beginning!
Level by level, within half a year, he was consecrated several times, all the way from a small remote coastal tribe, to a large local tribe, to the largest tribe on Blue Mountain Island, and finally to the core area of the indigenous people, Blue Mountain.
Great Witch Hall.
The witches here are the ruling center of the entire Blue Mountain Island indigenous population, and the witch leaders of all tribes are sent from here.
In this process, he also learned about this land; as the level of contact became higher and higher, the level of pillow wind became higher and higher, and the information he obtained became more and more complete, plus occasionally using some
Means or something...
This land revealed its true appearance in front of him, and even if he couldn't look down from the air, he achieved the goal of understanding it in all directions.
This is still an island, Lanshan Island. It cannot be called a mainland, but the island is relatively large. Judging from his trip over the past six months, it is as big as a small mainland country. For an island, it is already amazing.
They didn't know that there was a continent in the outside world that was incomparable to Blue Mountain. At least the witches he came into contact with didn't know about it; so of course they didn't know how far away it was from the continent.
Lanshan Island's economy, system, military, and institutions are all lackluster, and it is still in a relatively primitive matriarchal social system, so I don't care about these things.
What he really cares about is, why is the suppression of magic power against practitioners here so strong?
Regarding this point, as he was being offered more and more gifts as a gift, he gradually understood the problem.
There are two sacred mountains in the center of Lanshan Island, towering into the clouds, called the East Divine Mountain and the West Divine Mountain. They are made of pure rocks, not a single weed grows, and they look like dead ground.
There is some mysterious force between the two sacred mountains that repels and interacts with each other, causing countless celestial phenomena; the most obvious one is that in the area between the two sacred mountains, there is lightning and thunder all day long, as if it is the end of the world.
The other areas are centered around the two sacred mountains and expand outwards. The closer they are to the sacred mountains, the harder it is for plants to grow, and the foot of the sacred mountains is even more barren. The further away from the sacred mountains, the denser the plants grow, and only then can there be crops, birds and animals for human survival.
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This is also a forbidden area for the Blue Mountain people, and ordinary people cannot approach it at all. There are two temples in the east and west, each located on two sacred mountains. Among them are witches with very high status.
But because Hou Zi chose the right path, there was no obstacle along the way. He was presented step by step like a stallion, and was finally dedicated to the Western Temple.
It was precisely because of coming here that he finally understood the source of that suppressive power, and the two sacred mountains were the culprits.
At the same time, it may also be the key to his cure for hidden dangers.
However, the area near the sacred mountain is a forbidden area and free entry and exit are not allowed. Even many of the witches do not have such qualifications, let alone a harem like him.
Need to think of something.
In the West Temple, some kind of heaven-sacrifice ceremony is being held, with the sound of conch shells, interlaced light and shadow, red clothes and green shadows, all kinds of strange things...
At the highest level of Lanshan Island, dancing is no longer the exclusive preserve of men, but the right of witches.
The male servants are just snacks after the ceremony.
Hou Tzu was also among the many healthy servants, with the fragrance of fat in her nose and her slender waist twisting in her eyes, especially the two goddesses from the east and west.
He belongs to the Goddess of the West Temple, but today his eyes are more focused on the Goddess of the East, not because he is lustful, but to achieve a certain purpose.
He was waiting for the indulgence after the ceremony...
...Blowing conchs and competing in the dance of the devil, Fu Fan turned into a night demon with the same fat. Red jacket with embroidered collar and blue silk trousers, tied with a slender waist to ride on the sacred mountain.
