Lin Feng looked at the bamboo slip in his hand in surprise. He did not expect that the bamboo slip would produce such strong fluctuations at this time.
"This is?" He looked at the changes on the bamboo slips in surprise, because the pictures on the bamboo slips seemed to come alive and lifelike.
Whoosh!
With a flash of divine light, Lin Feng was enveloped in the light, and then he felt as if he was being pulled into the pictures.
All the pictures are combined to form an ancient world.
And this ancient world is exactly the world shown in the bamboo slips.
Ancient tribes are performing sacrifices.
"Ask the shaman!"
At this time, an old man shouted in a deep voice.
Lin Feng stood in the distance, watching all this quietly.
To this world, he is just a passing visitor.
He couldn't do anything else but watch.
…
An old woman wearing strange clothes came out.
The old woman's body was as dry as firewood.
Like a ghost crawling out of hell, his body exudes a creepy aura.
That old woman is the shaman.
In ancient times, offering sacrifices was a very common thing.
In fact, even now, there are some forces or relatively ancient tribes that maintain the tradition of sacrifice.
The shaman came to the Xuanwu Camel Stone Statue and said something piously, but because his voice was too low, Lin Feng couldn't hear what she was talking about.
The stone statue of the Xuanwu Camel Monument was carved, and it was not the Xuanwu Camel Monument in myths and legends.
"This is a totem!"
The demon king's voice came.
Lin Feng looked to the left and found that the demon king had also entered the world in the bamboo slips at some point.
"What is a totem?" Lin Feng asked doubtfully.
"Totem is a symbol and a patron saint. A long time ago, many races had totems of their own racial beliefs. This totem might be a powerful monk, a willow tree, or a ferocious beast.
, it may be a big mountain, it may be a long river, they believe that the totem can protect them, so they will believe in the totem and worship the totem every once in a while!"
The demon king said.
"However, with the passage of time, huge cities appeared one after another, and people of various races and tribes began to gradually flow into these cities to live. When many people with different totem beliefs live together, totem culture will inevitably
will be greatly impacted. After hundreds of millions of years of development, due to the great fusion of races and tribes, many races and tribes have lost their independence. They will no longer be the same race or tribe as their ancestors.
When people live together, they no longer believe in the totems of their own race as before, so the totem culture is gradually declining!"
Lin Feng touched his chin and said, "Nothing lasts forever!"
"Yes..." The demon king's voice was faint.
At this time, the shaman began to perform the sacrificial ceremony.
This kind of sacrificial ceremony is quite complicated, and the shaman is jumping up and down.
He kept chanting incantations in his mouth.
Lin Feng said, "This race actually regards the Xuanwu Camel Monument as the totem of its own race. Could it be that this race has something to do with the Xuanwu Camel Monument?".
The Demon Lord said, "Maybe! Otherwise, we wouldn't be offering sacrifices to the Xuanwu Camel Monument!"
At the end of the sacrificial ceremony, seven boys and girls were brought up.
"What is this doing?" Lin Feng was confused.
"Sacrifice naturally requires sacrifices, and sacrificial totems need to be sacrificed with boys and girls!"
The demon king said.
Lin Feng frowned and said, "Isn't this too cruel?".
"In that era, survival was difficult. How could one say cruelty or not?".
"bloodletting……".
The shaman's gloomy voice came out.
Then several strong men brought an iron basin.
An executioner slit the neck of a young boy.
The blood suddenly spurted out, all flowing into the iron basin.
The other boys and girls were so frightened that they cried when they saw this scene. Their eyes were looking for their parents, hoping that their parents could come out to save them.
The blood of the first boy was completely drained, and the body was thrown aside, followed by the blood sacrifice of the second boy.
…
"Too cruel!"
Lin Feng looked gloomy.
The demon king said, "In fact, the gradual disappearance of totem culture back then was not only caused by the fusion of races and tribes, but also a very important reason, which was because it was too bloody and cruel!"
"Such a totem culture is simply synonymous with sin!"
Lin Feng said in a deep voice.
All seven boys and girls were sacrificed, and their blood was drained.
All the blood was put into the big iron basin.
And the shaman was jumping around the big iron basin.
Whoosh!
When the sacrificial ceremony ended, the blood in the large iron basin turned into a bloody light and flew into the Xuanwu Camel Stele.
"This kind of sacrifice is so weird!"
Lin Feng frowned slightly.
"God protects me! God protects me!"
Under the leadership of the shaman, everyone in the tribe knelt on the ground and continued to worship the Xuanwu Camel Stele.
Constantly pray for the protection of the Xuanwu Camel Stele and Stone Statue.
Gradually, the sky became dark.
It was so quiet at night, not even the chirping of insects, birds, or the roar of animals could be heard.
A cloud of black mist, covering the sky and the sun, flew across the sky.
There seemed to be some terrifying creature hidden in the black mist.
"Jiejiejiejie..." The creatures in the black mist let out a sinister laugh.
"It's time to forage...".
The chilling voice came from the black mist.
Hearing that voice, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a chill.
It's this mysterious black mist again.
This was not the first time Lin Feng had seen this mysterious black mist. He didn't know what kind of creatures were hidden in this mysterious black mist.
"The devil in the black mist is about to appear, hurry up and hide!"
Such voices are heard in many tribes, hiding in the mountains or dug underground chambers.
But it's no use at all.
Wherever the black mist passed, everyone in the tribe, men, women, old and young, were devoured by the terrifying creatures in the black mist.
"What on earth is this?" Lin Feng's expression was solemn.
"The creatures in the black mist have appeared in countless great eras, and no one knows what they are!"
The demon king's voice became extremely solemn.
He knows some secrets and knows how terrifying the creatures in the black mist are.
The destruction of many great eras.
All have something to do with them.
In the past, even powerful men at the level of the Great Emperor were unwilling to talk about these terrifying existences.