Mo Yiming seemed to have not completely receded. He rubbed his eyes, looked at Xiaohu with a puzzled look and said, "What kind of priest?"

Xiaohu looked joyful on his face and said, "Didn't you have any sacrifices in Nanshan?"

Mo Yiming shook his head.

"Today is March 3rd. We hold such sacrifices here every year, praying for good weather and good safety in the year." Xiaohu's eyes shone brightly in his eyes. But then he scratched his round head again, as if he was thinking about something. In a flash, he continued: "But, this sacrifice is held by the Great Elder. If you go out and be discovered by the Great Elder, you will definitely be driven away. No, you have to think of a solution."

Xiaohu spoke and quickly ran to another room. After a while, he ran in with a strange set of clothes and said, "Come on, Brother Yiming, this is my dad's clothes. After you put them on, no one will know that you are from Nanshan."

Mo Yiming was also curious about this sacrifice, so he did not refuse. After putting on his clothes, he walked out with Xiaohu.

At this moment, outside, people were rushing towards a certain place. No one noticed Mo Yiming's strange face.

Xiaohu led Mo Yiming and these people forward.

This is the first time Mo Yiming has seen this tribe. The buildings in this tribe are not like Nanshan. The houses here only have one floor, and occasionally there are two floors, all of which are built by straw sheds.

It looks like piles of hays, but in it, it is extremely warm.

These houses are densely packed, and from a distance, there are more than a thousand households.

Women wear the same clothes, and men wear the same clothes. They are not shiny and look extremely simple, but there is an indescribable beauty. The clothes are embroidered with beautiful patterns and handmade.

About a thousand meters away, the crowd appeared in front of Mo Yiming. At this moment, these people surrounded a high wooden platform with respect in their eyes.

The stone platform is round, with a diameter of 100 meters, and there are thousands of people around it. Some of these people are standing, while others are kneeling. Those kneeling people have their eyes closed and their fingers are tightly clasped, as if they are making wishes, and as if they are praying.

Suddenly, Xiaohu's shoulder was patted. Xiaohu was shocked. When he turned around and looked, he immediately lowered his head and blushed and said, "Grandma."

Xiaohu's mother sighed and said, "Why are you disobedient?"

Xiaohu curled his lips and said, "I also want to bring Brother Yiming out to join in the fun. It's so boring to stay at home."

Mo Yiming understood the meaning of their words and hurriedly said, "Auntie, don't blame Xiaohu, I insisted on asking Xiaohu to bring me here."

Xiaohu was also an honest person and said, "No, I brought him here."

Xiaohu's mother sighed and said, "It's all out, and it's useless to say anything. It's okay, and I'm really worried about when to bring you out. Since we're mixed in the crowd now, we're a familiar person, and others won't be suspicious in the future. But don't talk much."

Mo Yiming nodded: "I understand."

While Mo Yiming and the others were talking, a black rainbow suddenly rushed from a distance. The rainbow was so fast that it appeared on the wooden platform in a blink of an eye.

When he appeared, he was an old man in a weird dress. The old man narrowed his eyes slightly. Perhaps his eyes were small, but there was a different light in his squinting eyes, which made people feel a chilling feeling when they looked at it.

His face was full of wrinkles and his hair was gray. The patterns on his clothes were the same as those of these tribesmen. The only difference was that his clothes were much darker and darker, just like the night, which made people feel a heavy and depressing feeling.

His skin was already wrinkled, especially his ten fingers, which looked like a skeleton, and looked extremely gloomy, like an evil ghost from hell, very horrifying.

Even so, he was holding a staff tightly in his hand. On the staff was a blue crystal ball, like a magic wand. At this moment, in the crystal ball, he could clearly see a trace of lightning-like trajectory, swimming slowly.

On the wooden platform, there were three standing braziers, and at this moment, there was some dry firewood in the brazier.

The old man inspected it and seemed to remember these people.

Mo Yiming subconsciously buried his head and was not seen by this person.

Xiaohu looked at this person, not only without fear, but instead showed admiration.

When the long rainbow came before, Mo Yiming could roughly feel that this person's cultivation should be around the fifth level of transformation from the fluctuations it brought.

Xiaohu whispered to Mo Yiming: "Brother Yiming, this is the great elder of our tribe, and his cultivation is transforming."

When Xiaohu spoke, the admiration in his eyes became stronger, and the words were even more excited, as if the transformation realm was out of reach for him.

"In our Gamu tribe, most people's cultivation is in the stage of gathering energy, and there are very few who transform into shapes. Apart from the Great Elder, they are the Great Guardian. However, almost no one can see the Great Guardian because he has been in seclusion, and it is said that he is about to transform into a god now."

Xiaohu said, his eyes never shifted away from the great elder.

Mo Yiming was puzzled, isn’t this big Northern Wilderness anything above the transformation?

"How could it be that the Northern Wilderness is so big, so how could it be in only one transformation stage?"

Mo Yiming asked Xiaohu because he knew that since the Northern Wilderness had fought with Nanshan for so many years, he must have a certain amount of capital. Not to mention transformation, maybe transformation into gods, or even more than 100 million.

"Brother Yiming doesn't know that our Gamu tribe is at the edge of the Northern Wilderness. The entire Northern Wilderness may be the worst in our Gamu tribe, so people from other tribes often come to bully us. If it weren't for the Great Elder and the Great Guardian, our Gamu tribe might have been occupied by other tribes."

Mo Yiming was even more confused. He had never expected that there would be such tribal disputes in the Northern Wilderness Land, and there would be civil wars.

"In the Northern Wilderness, there are many tribes. Our tribe is the most distant from the central tribe, that is, the main tribe of the Northern Wilderness, so it is often bullied by the tribes around it. But I am not afraid. I know that with our great elders and great guardians, our Gamu tribe is safe. One day in the future, I will become a transformed existence like the great elders, protecting my tribe, protecting my family, and protecting you."

Xiaohu said, grinning at Mo Yiming.

Mo Yiming also smiled and said, "If possible, I will protect you."

Xiaohu said: "Brother Yiming must have been chased and killed this time, so he fell here. So, you must be a monk too?"

Mo Yiming nodded.

Xiaohu continued, "But I guess Brother Yiming's cultivation should be gathering energy. If he was transforming, he would not have fallen to this point. But then again, how could he achieve transformation before the age of the Great Elder?"

Mo Yiming smiled and said, "Xiaohu, what stage is your current cultivation level?"

Xiaohu scratched his head and said, "I tested my cultivation talent a few days ago. I have the cultivation talent, but my qualifications are average and I haven't started practicing yet."

Mo Yiming touched Xiaohu's head and said, "Don't be discouraged, my brother will help you."

When Xiaohu heard this, his eyes shone brightly and said, "Really?"

Mo nodded: "Will I still lie to you?"

"That's great. Everyone else thinks that my qualifications are average and no one is willing to teach me how to practice. With Brother Yiming, I will soon become a monk."

It can be seen that Xiaohu's desire for cultivation is extremely strong.

"March 3 is the day when the dragon raises its head. On this day, we will hold the most sacrifices as always. Please ask all the people of the Kamu tribe to worship you most faith and sincerely, and let me convey to God."

As soon as Xiaohu's words fell, the great elder on the wooden platform suddenly spoke, and pointed the staff in his hand at the sky. Suddenly, the blue crystal ball on his staff suddenly emitted a blue lightning and rushed straight into the sky.

And at this moment, everyone knelt down, closed their palms, and closed their eyes.

In order to arouse suspicion, Mo Yiming also knelt down.
Chapter completed!