Chapter 73: The Spiritual Sacrifice of the Witch Clan
Mingyu and the witches came to an empty place.
Mingyu pointed at the field and said, "Smooth the ground."
"It's easy!"
You know, the Xingtian Department belongs to the Houtu Department!
Xingtian raised his foot and stamped on the ground, and the site was leveled instantly, without any holes or depressions.
Pointing to the east side of the site, he said, "Build a big hall here. It should be as big as the meeting hall, and it should be in a solemn style!"
Xingtian waved his hand, and a group of witches rushed towards the place pointed by Mingyu, holding axes and hammers and began to build.
Pointing to the center of the field, he said, "Build a stone statue of the Xingtian clan chief here. It needs to be big!"
Hearing this, Xing Tian scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "This... Spirit Master, why is this?"
Mingyu looked at him for a moment and said with a smile: "The clan leader is not happy? How about replacing it with my stone statue?"
The eyes of the wizards behind Xing Tian lit up, and they were quite interested in moving.
"Ahem, since the spiritual master said that he wants to build my stone statue, then let's build it."
Xingtian turned around and glared at the tribesmen who were about to make a move, and responded to Mingyu with a smile on his face.
With a wave of his hand, another group of wizards began to build the stone statue.
"here……"
"here……"
Mingyu made one request after another, and Xing Tianbu tried his best to satisfy it.
"Xing Ming, come out!" Mingyu pointed at Xing Ming.
Xing Ming was stunned, "Me?"
Xing Tian kicked him, "Just go if the Spirit Master tells you to go, why are you hesitating?"
Xing Ming staggered and came to Mingyu.
Mingyu looked at the punishment inscription up and down, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
"Are you willing to take my life mark and become the chief priest of life of your tribe?"
"Ah? Priest of Life? Me?" Xing Ming was confused.
The witches looked at Xing Ming with envy, wishing that they had been chosen by Lord Ling Zun.
Xing Tian looked at the dumbfounded Xing Ming and couldn't help but hold his forehead. This kid is usually quite clever, how could he be so stupid at this moment!
"If you don't want to, then I will choose someone else." After saying that, Mingyu walked towards the witches.
Xing Ming grabbed Mingyu's left hand and said, "Lord Lingzun, I am willing, of course I am!"
Mingyu's face darkened, this barbarian's hands are really strong.
"release!"
"What about the priest?"
"If you don't let go, I will sacrifice you today!"
Xing Ming shuddered and quickly let go.
Mingyu asked him to stand aside first, and then chose ten young people from the Wu clan.
The young people's faces were all red and excited.
"Are you willing to take my life mark and serve as your clan's life priest?"
"Yes, yes!"
The teenagers nodded eagerly in agreement, fearing that Mingyu would regret it.
Mingyu took out the white jade bracelet, enlarged it again and again, and restored it to the shape of a life halo, hanging behind Mingyu's head.
Mingyu points out, and the light of life blooms.
The seal of life is forming on the foreheads of Xing Ming and the ten young wizards.
At the same time, they also have a mysterious and mysterious feeling, as if they can mobilize their minds and communicate with their souls very easily.
This made them extremely happy. They must know that the Wu clan has no soul, only great power, and the important source of great power is the heart!
Then Mingyu looked at the animal skins they were growing on, and felt something was wrong.
After thinking for a while, he snapped his fingers.
The eleven priests were all covered in moon-white robes, with the image of a small tree of life on the left cuff and the image of a small battle ax on the right cuff.
Mingyu nodded, it looked much better this way.
The eleven priests looked at each other, then touched the moon-white robes on their bodies, with curious expressions on their faces.
"Understand the method of spiritual sacrifice!" Mingyu said seriously.
When the eleven wizards heard the words, they calmed down and settled down, crossing their legs and comprehending.
The witches of the Xingtian Department looked at the eleven priests in the center of the field with expectant faces.
Mingyu walked towards Xingtian and asked, "Is the leader of the Xingtian clan good at singing and dancing?"
Xing Tian laughed, "Witches are good at singing and dancing!"
Of course, the Wu tribe is naturally good at fighting and born for war. Therefore, their songs are war songs and their dances are also war dances!
"That's good!" Mingyu nodded with satisfaction.
While talking, the eleven priests also initially mastered the method of spiritual sacrifice.
Spiritual sacrifice, spiritual sacrifice, sacrifice in the spirit. The spirit comes from the heart, and the sacrifice comes from the ritual.
The emergence of spiritual sacrifices originated in Fengqi Mountain, where the spirits worshiped the Tree of Life sincerely.
Since then, Mingyu has been thinking about how to combine the power of the soul with the power of life.
It wasn't until he followed Nuwa down the mountain to eliminate the monsters and transform the demonic energy that Mingyu would truly complete it.
Life is the guide, sincerity leads to spirituality, and sacrifices are made with rituals.
This was the result of his Taoist experience, and Mingyu's eyes were bright.
"Chief Xingtian, according to my arrangements, we can start now!"
"Okay!" Xingtian called to the group of witches and began to conduct spiritual sacrifices in an orderly manner.
"Uh~uh~"
The horn sounded one after another.
"Dong dong dong!"
A tom sounded.
"Hoha! Hoha! Hoha!"
Xing Tian led the witches to shout rhythmic slogans, holding a shield in his left hand and an ax in his right hand, and struck the shield with the ax, making a clanging sound.
"Witch! Witch! Witch!"
All the shamans shouted together, dancing with their hands and dancing with their feet.
Hundreds of witches cooperate, thousands of witches work hard, and ten thousand witches sing and dance.
Xingtian dances with Qianqi, and the power is always there.
Thousands of shamans from the Xingtian tribe dance and sing together, the scene is spectacular and makes people's blood boil.
The marks of life on the foreheads of the eleven priests shone brightly, and above their heads, there was a shadow of the Taoist Tree of Life condensing.
They chanted mysterious syllables and made inexplicable handprints with their fingers, constantly mobilizing life and spiritual power to communicate with the minds of the witches and cleanse their souls of evil spirits.
The Xingtian stone statue in the center of the square actually absorbed the power of the witches at this moment, emitting an immortal and holy brilliance.
Mingyu stood in front of the priest's hall, quietly watching the Xingtian tribe's spiritual sacrifice.
As the spiritual sacrifice progressed, he felt that his mental strength was increasing, and his life force was also growing, even if the increase was very, very small.
At this moment, Mingyu laughed, it seemed that he was right again.
The Wu Clan has a lot to do!
Spiritual sacrifice has a lot to offer!
Mingyu, who was in a good mood, took out the jade flute given by Taoist Teng She and played a song for Xing Tianbu.
This jade flute is just a magic weapon, not a spiritual treasure, but Mingyu likes it very much, not only because the flute sound can calm the mind, but also because the flute sound can also express the mood very well.
After all, he is Fuxi's actual disciple, and he still knows a little about music.
Chi You came to the square after waking up. The first thing he saw was the tall statue of Xing Tian.
"This Xingtian is really stinky!"
Then he saw the scene of members of the Xingtian tribe singing and dancing in solidarity. He felt inexplicably shocked. Among his shaman students, he had never seen such a scene.
He then saw eleven priests in moon-white robes chanting incomprehensible syllables and making incomprehensible handprints in the square.
Following their actions, the few shamans suffering from heart evil soon joined the singing and dancing procession in full swing.
When Chi You saw this, his eyes almost popped out!
If he was right, Xingtian's tribe was more or less infected with spiritual evil spirits, but in this song and dance, these evil spirits were being eradicated!
These are tens of millions of people!
You must know that he personally transformed the evil spirits into the tribe little by little. Unless Lord Dijiang and Lord Houtu took action, no witch in the Witch Clan could achieve such a large-scale transformation of evil spirits!
Yes, Chi You looks like a five-eighth and three-eighth man, but he is indeed a magical person of the witch clan who can transform evil spirits.
Among the witch tribes, the incidence rate of heart evil in Chiyou tribe is very low, and there are still more than ten thousand witches.
Even though there are currently only a few dozen shamans in the Xingtian Tribe who are suffering from heart evil spirits, that is because Lord Tu personally came to the Xingtian Tribe thousands of years ago to eliminate evil spirits for the entire tribe.
Then every thousand years, Xingtian would shamelessly go to Houyi's tribe to borrow magical powers to ward off evil spirits.
Otherwise, how could the Xingtian tribe, which had killed the evil-transforming magical power, have such a good life?