When the hunting team returns, as usual, the tribe's witches will preside over the worship of the ancestor god.

The place for worship is in a huge cave in the middle of the huge rock, which is also the residence of the tribe witches.

Gongliang went shopping and felt gloomy inside and furry, so he just glanced at it outside and didn't dare to go in.

This time, as the hunting team came to the Ancestral Temple, I found that it was not as gloomy as he thought, but it felt very warm. In the middle of the hall was a huge relief of three groups of flames burning on it, and there were also some scenes of the Yan tribe hunting and worshiping beasts next to it, which looked like a magnificent and solemn smell.

The three groups of Yanhuo in it are the totems of the Yan tribe, and they are also the ancestral gods respected and believed by the Yan tribe.

In front of the relief is a thick stone pillar connecting the ground, engraved with countless inexplicable patterns or patterns. The stone pillar is hollow, and there is charcoal inside, and a cluster of blue-purple flames are burning on it.

Ferocious beasts were neatly placed in front of the burning flames, and only ferocious beasts were qualified to be used to sacrifice to the gods.

The tribe's witch held a bone staff in her hand, a robe made of various feathers, a string of feathers on her neck, and a crown of colorful feathers woven inlaid with colorful gems on her head. She stood in front of the burning blue-purple flames and danced, singing the famous language in her mouth.

There seems to be a supernatural force that makes people feel awe-inspiring.

Suddenly, the blue-purple flame spontaneously ignited, began to sway, swing, and roll, and became more and more fierce, slowly turning from a small ball to a large ball, and then into a hug. As the flame body grew bigger, it began to fluctuate around, gradually covering the hollow part above the thick stone pillar. At the same time, a flame pattern was also separated next to the flame, slowly turning from virtual to solid, and gradually forming two flames. They were both connected and belonged to each other, and looked very strange.

Things are far from over.

The separated flames began to separate out a cluster of flames under the sing of the witch, standing on top of the two flames, forming the flame totem "Yan" believed in by the Yan tribe.

After the three clusters of flames were separated, the power of the flame was dispersed and seemed a little thin.

At this time, the witch did not pause and danced even more fanatically. The inexplicable language he chanted became more and more sharp, and went straight into the sky and penetrated into the depths of his soul. The tribe warriors who returned from hunting behind also began to dance with the witch and sang the ancient songs. The old tribe next to him picked up the skin drum to respond, with a specific rhythm, guiding their movements. The warriors in the tribe also hit the ground with bones and spears.

Gradually, adult men and women from the tribe joined in, singing with the witch and dancing.

This is a tribal ancient dance inherited from ancient times and a war dance that symbolizes victory.

In the dark, Gong Liang seemed to see a trace of blue smoke floating out of the head of a ferocious beast and pouring into the stone pillar to burn. The flame that had originally separated out the flames became thin and burned violently. In just a moment, the thin flame became very full, strong, powerful, and hot, as if it could burn everything at any time.

After another ancient dance ended, everyone stopped and knelt down to the middle ancestor god. For a moment, the Ancestor Hall was silent.

At this moment, Wu suddenly looked into the sky and shouted, the sound was loud and distant, as if it could tear apart time and space and see the eternal.

As he shouted, the flame of the word "Yan" that formed the totem of the Yan branch on the stone pillar suddenly burst out and divided into countless sparks and drifted everywhere.

The warrior who returned from hunting nearest to Shizhu did not leave to hide, and still knelt there respectfully, allowing the spark to fall on his body.

Gongliang stared at the big eyes. After the sparks fell on them, they did not burn them, and they did not even ignite their clothes, as if they had melted directly into their bodies.

As more and more sparks are integrated, the warriors who returned from hunting gradually change, and some naked warriors slowly appear on their bodies. The lines are dim at first, but as the sparks are integrated, they become clearer and clearer. If you look closely, it seems to be burning like blood.

The dissipating sparks did not only fall on the warriors who returned from hunting, but also many of them surrounded by the warriors. Many of them spread towards the edge of the gathering ground. Most of the people standing there were the elderly, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant women in the tribe.

Gongliang belongs to this level, and there are a lot of sparks floating over where he is sitting.

Seeing the spark getting closer and closer, Gongliang subconsciously wanted to hide, but he still calmed down. Since the others were not moving, the spark should be harmless.

Indeed, after contacting the spark, Gongliang found that when he touched his spark turned into a clear stream and went straight down from his forehead. In an instant, he felt that his body and soul seemed to have been cleaned. Not only did he not have a slight burning sensation, but he felt very comfortable.

One, two, three.

Three sparks floated towards him one after another. Gongliang was curious and reached out to touch him, but the spark passed by and landed on his forehead. The comfortable feeling just now appeared again. Gongliang closed his eyes comfortably, and in a moment, he entered the emptiness of the dark and empty state.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I opened my eyes, I saw that everyone in the cave was still immersed in an indescribable state.

Gongliang was bored and turned around and looked around. Suddenly, he found that his eyesight seemed to have improved, and he could clearly see the murals carved around the dark cave.

At the beginning of the mural, there is a dull world. The sky is filled with mist, the ground is filled with woods, and a giant beast in the forest is chasing a group of hunters who are running and rushing. Then, a ball of flames fell from the sky, and just hit the giant beast. The flames were extremely hot. The giant beast was instantly burned to death by the fire, leaving only a forest of ashes and a pile of white ashes. The hunters kowtowed and bowed with gratitude, and brought the remaining sparks burned by the fire back to the clan to support it.

From then on, the flames falling from the sky became the totem ancestral god in the clan.

From now on, when you return from hunting every day, the tribe will sacrifice the prey you have obtained.

The Yanhuo Chuchu did not show any magic, but later it slowly showed some miracles. When a ferocious beast enters the tribe, the Yanhuo will appear to drive away the ferocious beasts, and can also turn into sparks and integrate into the body of the tribe's people. The mural ends here, as if it is intentionally concealing some important details.

After a while, everyone gradually woke up and began to divide their prey under the leadership of the tribe leader.

Every time I return from hunting, this will happen, and everyone in the tribe can get a share.
Chapter completed!