Regardless of whether there are gods or not in this world, Ling Tianyun looked at the so-called human beings in front of him speechlessly. To say that they were human beings was better to say that they were a group of savages, or perhaps a group of wild monkeys. I saw that these people were only surrounded by
They were wearing pieces of animal skins, and some were covered with leaves. Their skin was as dark as coal, and their thin bodies seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind at any time.
Ling Tianyun looked at the group of people in front of him helplessly and speechlessly. He saw that they were holding a torch in their hands, and their dark skin reflected a halo of luster under the flickering torch. This group of short and thin tribesmen
Human beings are obviously a group of unenlightened savages. They do not have the slightest trace of civilization at that time, only the atmosphere of wilderness, backwardness and primitiveness.
"Is this what you call the infinitely powerful primitive tribal human beings?" Ling Tianyun asked the one-eyed old man, somewhat dumbfounded. But the latter gave him an affirmative answer, and he had to look at these wild monkeys again.
They were like primitive humans, and he did not feel any flow of breath on their bodies. They seemed to be like living coal stones in the mountains, with no energy flowing throughout their bodies.
Apart from giving Ling Tianyun a primitive feeling, these people didn't feel any strange aura. These primitive humans who were even thinner than him were actually what the one-eyed old man said were extremely weak humans. He had always thought that these primitive humans were
Human beings are all as tall as mountains and several feet tall, but when he saw this group of primitive humans, he was greatly surprised. Weird things happen all the time in the world, but Ling Tianyun didn't believe this one-eyed old man.
This group of primitive people looked at Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man with a very strange look. In addition to curiosity, their eyes were full of vigilance. They held a wooden spear in their hands and surrounded the two uninvited guests.
.Although their eyes showed strong vigilance and hostility, they did not take the lead in taking action. Instead, they stared at the two of them with eyes like gems in the night.
A primitive man who was older and slightly stronger than other primitive people said several words to Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man, but Ling Tianyun didn't understand a word. In his ears,
This was not human language at all, it was clearly animal language, but what surprised him was that the one-eyed old man answered with the same words. When the primitive man heard the one-eyed old man's answer, he was stunned for a moment, and finally waved his hands
The other primitive people who surrounded them were all hostile and were sent away.
"The old man is really a master. He can even understand animal language." Ling Tianyun said to the one-eyed old man with admiration. The primitive man held a torch in his hand and threw the wooden spear in his hand to the others.
people and led them towards the mountain.
"What's going on here? It's all in the Aboriginal language. Don't underestimate these Aboriginal people. Although they are simple by nature, they go crazy when they go crazy. It's not surprising." The one-eyed old man said to Ling Tianyun in a low voice. "They are all.
They are a group of wild monkeys, all black and white, how crazy can they be. Besides, we are just passing by here and we are not here to cause trouble. Could they really eat us?" Ling Tianyun said disapprovingly.
The mountain road was rugged and the night was dark. After walking for about half an hour, they arrived at the heart of the mountain. From the heart of the mountain, wisps of desolate night could be seen falling from the sky, and silky starlight was looming.
The breath is refreshing and pleasant, and there is no miasma at all. The mountain is like a paradise in the primitive jungle, but there are dark and unpredictable caves all around the mountain.
What surprised Ling Tianyun was that no one was seen in the mountain. Except for the primitive people they met at the foot of the mountain, no other people were encountered along the way or in the mountain.
He asked the one-eyed old man, but the one-eyed old man didn't seem to know why.
The one-eyed old man asked a few questions to the primitive man, and then he replied to Ling Tianyun: "Tonight is one of their holy festivals. Everyone has gone to the top of the mountain. Let's go and have a look."
Ling Tianyun raised his head, and sure enough he saw the faint firelight coming from the top of the mountain. The flickering firelight was accompanied by a burst of singing. "What is the Holy Festival? Is there any Holy Festival in this dark night?" Ling Tianyun was very confused.
He asked. But he and the primitive man didn't understand each other's language, so it was hard for him to ask any more questions.
The fire in front of them gradually became brighter. When Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man walked up to the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain was already filled with a large group of people, about several hundred people. This group of people were all primitive people as thin as monkeys. There were men.
There were women and children. On the top of the mountain was a wide square, and everyone stood on that square. In the center of the square was an altar, surrounded by torches.
The primitive man brought the two of them to the square and left. Before leaving, he muttered a few words to the one-eyed old man, and then walked into the crowd.
Ling Tianyun looked at this group of primitive humans with solemn expressions with great curiosity. Among them were some women who, like the men, only covered their bodies with leaves. Although their bodies were thin and delicate, their dark and strong breasts were exposed.
Such primitive clothing only made Ling Tianyun feel embarrassed for a while. He looked helplessly at the one-eyed old man, only to find that the old man's eyes were clear and peaceful, as if he was used to this matter.
"Boy, didn't you say that they are all a group of wild monkeys? Just think of them as wild monkeys, and then the awkwardness in your heart will disappear." The one-eyed old man Ling Tianyun couldn't help but remind him with an awkward expression. When Ling Tianyun heard this
He felt extremely embarrassed in his heart. It was a good thing that the old man didn't mention it, but this mention made him feel even more awkward. These people were originally dressed in primitive costumes, especially the women with their breasts exposed, which made him feel very weird.
Fortunately, these primitive people were not tall. Although Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man were standing on the outer edge of the square, they could still see the scene on the altar. The altar was as tall as a person and was made of rocks.
It was formed, and wisps of faint starlight swayed from the night sky, and the night light shrouded it, making the altar cast a layer of mysterious brilliance.
On top of the altar was a thin, withered old man. The old man's silver hair shawl and white beard were fluttering. The old man's upper body was covered with leaves. His arms, as thin as dead branches, were waving constantly, and he was mumbling.
Reciting some incomprehensible sacrificial words. The dying old man chanted for about two or three moments. Then the old man raised his head to the night sky and shouted loudly, and then the group of primitive tribesmen gathered in the square also echoed.
.A faint light visible to the naked eye shot down like a sword from the starry night sky. The faint light fell on the altar. With a "hoo" sound, only the four sides of the altar were visible.
The torch suddenly shot up fire dragons that shot straight into the night sky.
Ling Tianyun had an incredible look in his eyes. He looked at everything in front of him in surprise, the faint light descending from the night sky, and the fire dragons that shot straight into the starry sky. All of this was beyond his imagination. The shape of the
The withered old man, the strange and unpredictable altar, all this seemed to be a miracle. The fire dragon soared into the sky and suddenly made a loud "boom" in the air.
The fire splashed everywhere, and finally turned into sporadic flames and landed among the crowd. All the primitive people cheered, and their eyes sincerely showed joy and excitement. Everyone cheered.
They knelt down and murmured words, their expressions solemn and respectful.
The eyes of the old man standing on the altar swept across the kneeling crowd, and finally fell on Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man. His eyes were like the stars in the night sky, with endless wisdom and insight into everything.
With wisdom, a faint smile appeared on the old man's skinny face. Although his smile was ugly, Ling Tianyun felt that the old man seemed to have become the incarnation of a wise man.
"It's great to have friends come from afar. The two of you who have come from afar are distinguished guests of our clan." Although the old man's voice was not loud, every word came into Ling Tianyun's ears very clearly.
What the old man spoke was not primitive aboriginal language, but standard Chinese. This surprised and shocked Ling Tianyun. He did not expect that the old man could also speak Chinese.
"You two are lucky enough to encounter the Holy Sacrifice Festival held once every ten years by our tribe. You might as well participate in this Holy Sacrifice Festival with our people. The Witch God will definitely be very happy because there are distinguished guests participating in the incomparable Holy Sacrifice.
Please let the distinguished foreign guests bring our clan supreme luck." The old man was still speaking in Chinese, obviously not for the primitive people who were kneeling on the ground, but for Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man.
of.
"Sir Wu Si, you're welcome. It's a great honor for us two to have the honor of seeing your tribe's Holy Sacrifice Night. Since Master Wu Si wants us to participate in the Holy Sacrifice Night, then we two can just follow the local customs." The one-eyed old man said with a slight expression on his face.
As soon as he changed, he recovered and said very politely.
After saying that, the sorcerer couldn't help stroking his long silver-white beard. He said a few words loudly to the primitive tribesmen who were kneeling. The primitive tribesmen who were kneeling stood up one after another. They laughed happily, and then
Several young primitive people stepped onto the altar.
Many primitive tribesmen looked at Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man curiously. There was no hostility in their eyes. Maybe it was because the old man introduced them just now. Several young primitive tribesmen waved to them in good faith.
, meaning to let them step onto the altar. In addition to praying to the witch god, the next step should be the highlight of this holy night.
"Young man, are you interested in participating in the hunting battle on the night of the Holy Sacrifice with the young people of your tribe?" The old man said to Ling Tianyun in a pleasant manner. When Ling Tianyun heard this, he was stunned. He didn't know
How to answer the old man? He couldn't help but turn his eyes to the one-eyed old man.
"Go, it may be of some benefit to your martial arts. Don't underestimate Wu Si, he is an old monster who has survived for more than a hundred years. Although he does not have any internal strength, he is proficient in the great witchcraft. If
If you put this person in the world outside, he is definitely a top master who will stir up troubles." The one-eyed old man said to Ling Tianyun in a low voice.
Ling Tianyun's heart shivered. He was an old monster over a hundred years old. When he heard this sentence, he couldn't help but glance at the old man. He found that the old man's eyes flickered a few times inexplicably. It seemed that the old man could hear the one-eyed man.
The old man's words. He felt so powerful in his heart. Despite the old man's shabby appearance, he seemed to be enveloped in a mysterious aura. He was definitely a master among the top. Put into the world, his strength would be better than the others.
Wanyan Wudi and Feng Liandao are even taller.
Ling Tianyun nodded, and he strode toward the altar with meteor-like strides. He jumped onto the altar, which was as tall as a person, with a slight click of his feet. When he got on the altar, his heart tightened, because he didn't know how to do it.
He couldn't feel the presence of the old sorcerer. He clearly saw the old man sitting in the center of the altar, but he couldn't feel any breath of the old sorcerer. It was as if the altar was the sorcerer and the sorcerer.