Time flies, and the rest of the month passes by in an instant.
The New Year Festival of the Eastern Old Calendar is approaching, and the city-state of the Yin tribe has become extremely lively. Except for those tribesmen who have shouldered secret responsibilities outside and are really unable to escape, other Yin tribe members, no matter what they are doing outside, have rushed back as quickly as possible.
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Hundreds of thousands of blood servants were busy inside and outside, cleaning the Yin city-state to perfection. Red and gold couplets were pasted on every door, and gorilla-red lanterns were like the stars in the sky.
There are so many, hanging on every door and every pillar in the entire city-state.
The gloomy and depressive city-state of the Yin people has become a bit brighter in the past few days. But this bright red, which represents auspiciousness and joy in the east, is so dazzling under the bright red light of the blood mist barrier.
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Yin Xuege also finished his training and joined in the various busyness and preparations to welcome the New Year with a bright smile.
His identity at this moment is very different from that of more than a month ago. All his authority and treatment are equivalent to those of the elders of the 'di' generation. He is always followed by eight great deacons from the four major halls of real power, and more
A large group of Yin masters and warriors accompanied him to protect him. As long as he gave an order, countless people would be busy all day long without even stepping off the ground!
In the past eleven years, Yin Xuege has never felt like this. Everyone is in awe of him. Everyone subconsciously lowers their eyes, lowers their voice and tunes in front of him. Everyone will be enthusiastic when they see him.
Send him greetings and blessings.
This unfamiliar enthusiasm reminded Yin Xuege of many things. He was only eleven years old, and there was already a hint of vicissitudes and maturity in his eyes. His state of mind had changed a lot in just a few days.
, the sense of expansion in strength brought by absorbing twenty drops of the Duke's essence and blood was worn away bit by bit by the vicissitudes of life and heaviness.
With a heart that is empty and round, Yin Xuege deeply understood one thing - power is everything!
On the bell tower on the east side of the Yin people's ancestral temple, the ancient bronze bell weighing twelve thousand kilograms rang loudly. The rich and resonant bells spread hundreds of miles away. In the Yin people's city-state, all the people wore formal clothes.
People in large formal attires, according to their class and status, lined up neatly in the direction of the ancestral temple.
After the bell rang one hundred and eight times, more than 100,000 Yin people stood neatly in the square in front of the ancestral temple.
Dozens of senior figures of the Tianzi generation of the Yin tribe lined up in front of the ancestral temple. They were wearing dark gold-red ceremonial robes, with high crowns made of purple gold on their heads. Their clothes and clothes completely followed the
Coming from the ancient etiquette of the East, even a small pendant on the belt is an ancient oriental jade with thousands of years of history.
In the middle of these Yin clan elders, the smiling Yin Tianjue put his hands in his sleeves, overlooking the people of his clan who were neatly lined up for miles below. The huge square was silent, and no one from the Yin clan dared to make a sound.
No sound at all.
Time passed minute by minute, and suddenly, on the drum tower on the west side of the ancestral temple, a giant drum with a diameter of twelve meters was played by two sturdy men holding giant animal bone hammers. The sound of the drum was dull, deep, and penetrated the heart.
As the sound slowly rang out, Yin Tianjue straightened his face, turned around without saying a word, pressed his hands on the door of the ancestral temple, and forcefully pushed open the door of the ancestral temple, which was made of black sandalwood and was two feet thick.
The good time has come, and the annual ancestral worship ceremony of the Yin people’s ancestral temple has officially begun!
Amidst the long creaking sound, the two doors of the ancestral temple, which are 20 meters high and 12 meters wide, suddenly opened, and a dense cold air spurted out from the dark ancestral temple. This cold air swept the entire square instantly.
, among the Yin people who stood solemnly, countless people shivered at the same time.
The sound of 'huhu' is endless, and countless torches and braziers are lit up in the dark ancestral temple. The dark red firelight illuminates the Yin ancestral temple, which covers an area of several miles, and there are faint sounds of wooden fish and chanting from the ancestral temple.
came out from the very depths.
Under the leadership of Yin Tianjue, a group of senior elders of the Yin tribe entered the ancestral temple in a procession. Yin Tianmie, Yin Tianjue’s direct brother and the second supreme elder of the Yin tribe, stood straight in front of the ancestral temple.
With great majesty, he unfolded a bloody scroll in his hand.
"Yin Di Feng!"
A young man standing among the elders of the Yin tribe leaned forward and saluted Yin Tianmie. He walked with great seriousness and walked steadily in a square step. He cautiously took a few steps forward and walked up to the gate in front of the ancestral temple.
He climbed the steps and walked slowly into the gate of the ancestral temple.
"Yin Di Zhen!"
A Yin man with three willow strands and an ancient appearance smiled reservedly, bowed to Yin Tianmie in the same way, and quickly walked into the ancestral temple.
One after another, the names of the Yin people were announced by Yin Tianmi, and one after another, the Yin people walked into the gate of the ancestral temple. They were all qualified to enter the ancestral temple, offer incense to the ancestors of the Yin people, and participate in the ancestor worship ceremony.
Being able to participate in the annual ancestor worship ceremony does not bring actual benefits to the Yin tribe, but it represents his status in the Yin tribe!
If you can enter the ancestral temple to participate in the New Year's ancestor worship ceremony, you are a core member of the Yin people. Even if you are from a side line of the Yin people, as long as you can enter the ancestral temple every year to participate in the ancestor worship ceremony, no one will dare to have any contempt for you!
On the contrary, even if you are a direct descendant of the same clan, even if you are the biological son of Yin Tianjue, if one year you are suddenly deprived of the qualification to enter the ancestral temple to worship your ancestors, there is no doubt that your life in the Yin clan will be very difficult! Other clan members will also
Look at him with a strange look, and those party members who were attached to them in the past may change their families immediately!
The blood demon clan is the race that cares most about practical benefits! The annual ancestor worship ceremony contains too many things!
There are more than 5,000 members of the Yin tribe, but only 258 are eligible to enter the ancestral temple to participate in the ancestor worship ceremony!
All the Yin people know this list in their minds. They generally know who are qualified to enter the ancestral temple today. They also all know which people who were not qualified to enter before will get the honor today; and which people who were not qualified to enter in the past will be honored today.
Those who were qualified to enter in the previous year were deprived of the qualification to worship their ancestors because they did something wrong this year.
The only thing that shocked the Yin tribe people present was that when the last elder of the Yin tribe's "di" generation was named by Yin Tianmie and walked into the ancestral temple, Yin Tianmie calmly reported something that was beyond everyone's expectations.
Name - 'Yin Blood Song'!
Standing at the back of the square, Yin Xuege was stunned among the children's team. Countless tribesmen in the square looked at him at the same time, and their eyes were all mixed with mixed emotions of shock, horror, and disbelief. Yin Xuege was just one
Child, how can he qualify to enter the ancestral temple today?
Even if he is a day walker, he has unlimited potential, and he is qualified to enter the ancestral temple, but he should not be ranked after many elders of the "earth" generation, and rush to enter the ancestral temple before so many elders!
The Yin tribesmen in front of Yin Xuege subconsciously moved to the left and right, leaving a road leading directly to the ancestral temple.
Taking a deep breath, Yin Xuege showed an enlightened smile in his heart. He raised his head slightly, took a square step step by step, and walked slowly towards the gate of the ancestral temple.
"Yin Xuege, you deserve this!" Yin Xuege looked at the main entrance of the ancestral temple with firm eyes. He didn't even glance at Yin Tianmie, and just walked slowly past Yin Tianmie and stepped into the gate of the ancestral temple.
A small sound like the chirping of mosquitoes and flies suddenly sounded in Yin Xuege's ears: "Yin Xuege! Your mother, Yin Huangwu, is my direct descendant. In other words, you are the legitimate son of my Yin Tianmie lineage. Do your best.
, if you have any needs, just go to Xuanyin Palace, the entire Xuanyin Palace will be your backing!"
Yin Xuege's face twitched slightly, he turned to look at Yin Tianmie, nodded slightly, and then strode into the ancestral temple.
All this time, Yin Xuege only knew that he had the identity of the legitimate son of the Yin clan and that Yin Huangwu was his mother. Other than that, he knew nothing about his life experience. Until today, he did not know about Yin Huangwu
, it turns out that he was born in the lineage of Yin Tianmie, and was a direct descendant of Yin Tianmie.
The Yin tribe has nine elders of the Tianzi generation, and the Yin tribe's direct bloodline is divided into nine branches. Each bloodline has a palace in the Yin tribe's city-state, and Xuanyin Palace is where Yin Tian destroyed this tribe.
The core stronghold, 'Xuanyin Palace' also generally refers to all the people and all the forces of Yin Tianmie's branch.
If Yin Tianjue's reward and promise to Yin Xuege more than a month ago represented the recognition of the entire Yin clan, today Yin Tianjue's calm voice transmission represents the lineage of the 'Xuanyin Palace'
The Yin people support Yin Xuege!
From then on, Yin Xuege truly had a power within the Yin clan that he could borrow, a force that could protect him when he was weak.
Following a corridor paved with black stones, Yin Xuege walked step by step towards the ancestral temple hall a hundred meters away. Yin Tianjue and other Yin clan elders and elders stood neatly in front of the ancestral temple hall.
All of them had their eyelids drooped, their mouths closed, their noses closed, and they were silent.
Yin Xuege chose an outermost position behind many elders and stood there. Then he imitated the appearance of these elders and narrowed his eyes without saying a word. The atmosphere in the ancestral temple was particularly depressing, and even Yin Xuege
Xue Ge's mind went blank, with no other thoughts at all.
Yin Tianmie's high-pitched and long registration voice came from behind, and one after another core members of the Yin tribe's "Wu" generation slowly walked in. Only a handful of one hundred and twenty-seven members of the "Wu" generation are eligible to enter the ancestral temple.
.These clansmen of the Wuzi generation are not responsible for any actual affairs in the clan. Most of them are in the golden stage of improving their strength. They spend their days in seclusion and practicing hard!