Whether they are the Han Chinese in the Middle Kingdom or the people in the Western Regions, their gods are not the Twelve Witch Ancestors. Only the races that inherit the ancient witchcraft of the Jiuli people believe in the Twelve Witch Ancestors.
The Jiuli ethnic group is not one of the five ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang today. The glorious era of the Jiuli ethnic group is very far away from now. They once created a splendid civilization in the Yangtze River Basin.
Unfortunately, in the Battle of Zhuolu Plain, Chi You, the leader of the Jiuli tribe at that time, was defeated by Xuanyuan of the Huaxia tribe in the Yellow River Basin.
Since then, the Jiuli tribe has basically disappeared in Central China. Only in the Seven Stars Mountains of Western Hunan in Central China, a small number of Jiuli tribe members have lived incognito and thrived.
Most of the Jiuli people who fled into the Shiwanda Mountains in southern Xinjiang gradually disappeared over the long years. It is said that they split into four ancient shaman tribes.
Afterwards, the ancient witch tribe also disappeared in southern Xinjiang, and today there are five tribes, all claiming to be descendants of the witch tribe from the Jiuli tribe.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were the twelve capable generals under Chi You at the time. All of them had powerful witchcraft skills and could move clouds and rain. In the early and middle stages of the Battle of Zhuolu, they defeated Xuanyuan one after another, which shows the strength of their witchcraft skills.
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Since ancient times, the witch clan has believed that everything in the world is spiritual, and that ancestral witches can come through spiritual inspiration and summon various creatures to help in battle.
Practicing the legendary psychic witchcraft does not require tyrannical power. It requires a kind of spiritual belief and spiritual power cultivation, and the results are extremely fast.
For example, Kelsang flies in the air, which is different from the cultivators in China. Instead, it turns into an imperial river with six legs, which is a kind of psychic witchcraft.
Ye Xiaochuan thought of what was recorded in "The Magic of Gods and Demons: Witchcraft": "Witch means blessing. Women can do invisible things, and they can use dance to subdue gods."
It is also recorded in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Great Wilderness East Classic": "Gods, demons, demons, Buddhas and immortals, Heaven's heart is cultivated before me. The twelve ancestral witches are interpreted by God's blessing and the dance of supernatural powers in the three realms."
In witchcraft, there is a kind of dance that is extremely weird, especially when women dance it, it can have great power.
He secretly glanced at Gesang, who was saluting the statues of the Twelve Witch Ancestors, and wondered if this witch could perform the kind of witch dance that could even draw away the souls of gods and goddesses.
He absolutely does not believe that the dance in the legend is a beautiful artistic dance, but is similar to the murderous dance that Yun Qiyou knows.
To be honest, Ye Xiaochuan really wanted to see the beautiful Gesang twist her butt and perform the heaven-sacrifice dance. It would be very exciting.
Whatever this guy thinks in his heart, it will show on his face.
As soon as I had the dirty thought of watching Gesang twerking and dancing, a very lewd smile appeared on the corner of my mouth. From the corner of my eye, I secretly looked at Gesang from time to time, and I began to imagine that kind of scene in my mind.
Ye Xiaochuan did not notice that there seemed to be something wrong with the expressions of the others. The others squinted at the statues of the Twelve Witch Ancestors on the stone platform, and their eyes gradually changed, becoming dull and confused.
In fact, everyone showed weird expressions, some were happy, some were sad, some were confused...
When Yang Yishuang seemed to have lost his mind and slowly took a few steps and bumped directly into the stone platform in front of him, Ye Xiaochuan realized that except for Gesang directly, almost all of his companions seemed to be possessed by evil spirits.
He was shocked, thinking that Kelsang had done it secretly. Unexpectedly, Kelsang shrugged and said: "Don't look at me, it has nothing to do with me. These twelve witch ancestor statues have been standing here for tens of thousands of years. Each statue
It has a soul-stirring magic power. This magic power is not strong. As long as you are a little careful, you will not be attacked. Your companions do not know the magic power.
Like the secret, without any precautions, and lost some of the mind, it is reasonable."
He spoke easily, but there was disdain and pride in the corner of his mouth.
After learning about the background of these young people, she had always been very serious. Now that she saw that these young cultivators, who were well-known in the Middle-earth, had only such a mind, she immediately regained some confidence.
I thought to myself, these Middle-earth humans like to spread lies and exaggerate, so my witchcraft may not be lost to them.
If there is a life-and-death fight, I can definitely gain the upper hand with my mysterious poison skills.
After hearing what Gesang said, Ye Xiaochuan was shocked again. He raised his head and took a closer look at one of the statues. Just for a moment, he felt that his mind seemed to be slowly controlled by that statue, and he knew that what Gesang said was true.
With his luck and Dantian, he whispered in a low voice: "Wake up!"
This cry was not loud, but it contained the essence of Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation. The sound penetrated people's hearts and souls, just like the roar of a Buddhist lion that subdues demons.
When everyone heard Ye Xiaochuan's shout, it was like an enlightenment, deafening and enlightening. Everyone was a master of cultivation and had strong magic power, and they woke up from their confusion in an instant.
After everyone woke up, their faces changed slightly. Some people thought it was a poisonous attack by a Miao wizard, so they shouted and showed their magic weapon.
Seeing this, Ye Xiaochuan hurriedly said: "Don't look at the statues of the Twelve Witch Ancestors, they have soul-stirring demonic power."
Only then did everyone understand what was going on.
Suddenly everyone's face turned red.
They are all descendants of high-ranking people, but they are actually lost in their minds by a few stone statues. Where can I put this face if word spreads about it?
Fortunately, he was not the only one who was tricked, and everyone else was also tricked, so the embarrassing atmosphere was relieved a little.
Seeing that everyone turned their heads and looked away, Gesang did not dare to look at the stone statue, so he covered his mouth and chuckled a few times.
Suddenly he said: "Your souls were all deceived by the statue of the witch ancestor just now, even the two Buddhist masters who have always focused on cultivating the mind are no exception. I don't know why Mr. Ye can escape."
Of course, Ye Xiaochuan would not say that I had been fantasizing about you twisting your butt and performing the witch clan's heaven-sacrifice dance, and did not pay much attention to the statues of the twelve witch ancestors on the stone platform of the altar.
He snorted and said calmly: "My master has a high level of cultivation and a firm mind. Naturally, he will not be easily fooled by demonic power. Is this so surprising?"
As soon as the words came out, I immediately felt a dozen or so malicious glances coming towards me.
I felt a chill in my heart, knowing that I had said the wrong thing again. Didn't what I just said just mean that other people were not highly cultivated and not mentally firm?
Thinking of this, I felt my ears start to hurt. I guess after leaving Tianhuo Dong, I would inevitably have to be beaten by those violent fairies again.
He hurriedly said: "Miss Gesang, the noble wizard is still waiting for us. Let's go quickly."
Almost everyone who walked past Ye Xiaochuan stared at him for a while with a sinister look.
Ye Xiaochuan's scalp felt numb after being looked at.
Finally, Jiese walked to Ye Xiaochuan's side and whispered: "Boss, you're done. What you said just now offended everyone. Just wait to be beaten. Brother, I'm not moral enough.
I don't have enough intelligence, so I can't help you, so just do it on your own!" Ye Xiaochuan looked at the proud Gesang, and suddenly felt that he had fallen into a trap dug by others.
