The Altar of Origin is just before the Dajiang Palace.

Even inside the Dajiang Palace, you can look up and see the huge, majestic and 'Origin Pillar' that towers into the clouds!

That is the gift of the ancient gods and the source of martial arts.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the world was originally a world where the source beasts raged, and all mortals had no power and reproduced like rats crossing the street.

Until one day, the ancient gods, who comprehend the sufferings of mortals, built the divine pillar of origin, and gave the totem of mortals, could they truly build a home and live and work in peace and contentment.

It is said that on the day of the Gods sacrifice, the ancient gods will appear on the clouds and overlook all living beings.

Today is the greatest day of the year.

Dajiang King City, along with the young and age-appropriate people from many surrounding small towns, has arrived long ago and is waiting patiently in the vast altar of origin.

Of course, the Qilin royal family in Dajiang County has privileges. They do not need to be crowded with ordinary people. They have special channels that lead to the bottom of the Origin Pillar.

In addition, they have other special treatments.

For example, ordinary people worship and come into contact with the Origin Pillar, which is a group of hundreds of people. They are surrounded by the Origin Pillar with a diameter of at least ten feet and receive the gifts of the ancient gods.

The descendants of the Five Vein Qilin Royal Family and some of the people with high status are naturally single, so the chance of getting the natal totem is the greatest.

There is no way, the day of worshiping Gods is strictly only half a day, and this precious time must be used according to the strict level.

On this day, Princess Ruohua led the people of the royal city to worship the ancient gods first. It took an hour to complete a ceremony.

Next, the young girls worship separately and then receive gifts.

Everyone is particularly sincere and not sincere. How could the ancient god give me a gift?

Jiang Zizai woke up late. When they rushed to the Origin Pillar from the ‘special passage’, it was estimated that a group of hundreds of people had begun to receive the ‘gift’.

Lu Dingxing and Ruo Xiaoyue were both particularly nervous.

"Boss, this is the 'sincerity flower' I sincerely plant. If you bring it with you when worshiping, maybe the ancient god can give you kindness..."

Lu Dingxing held a bouquet of white flowers and delivered it to Jiang Zizai.

Although he looks strong and has a burly figure, his biggest hobby on weekdays is to plant flowers and plants.

The gentle spirit of staring at the flowers and plants is particularly scary.

"Giant Panda, your thing doesn't work, don't embarrass it." Ruo Xiaoyue rolled her eyes.

They speed up their pace.

Jiang Zizai saw again the origin pill of divine power containing the shocking power of the people.

When I contacted this again, I felt mixed feelings.

He never envied that Lu Dingxing, Su Qianyu and others could have their own natal totems.

I never envy my brother Jiang Junjian, who is so beautiful.

As the son of the Purple Lin King, he should be a strong person in nature, and he doesn't know what he did wrong.

Just as they approached the "Original Altar", they didn't expect that there were still people who were later than them.

They arrived late at this time, but with a faster speed, they caught up with Jiang Zizai.

When the two teams met here, their eyes staggered.

The main character among them is a young man in golden robe.

He has a tall figure, a little majestic, fair skin, and his eyes are peach-like eyes. His eyebrows are all full of pride.

Jiang Zizai was particularly familiar with this person. He was one of the five veins Qilins, the son of "Jiang Junduo", the owner of Jinlin Mansion.

Because the two are similar in age, they have been often used to compare in recent years.

Jiang Junduo also awakened his natal totem at the age of nine. Although it was just a "yellow-level natal totem" at the beginning, his father found a suitable source of evolution for him at the age of ten.

His natal totem evolved to the ‘mythical level totem’ and became the ‘red gold kirin totem’.

Now every move, his expression and eyes are full of the power of the red gold unicorn, which is very terrifying.

Although his talent is average, his father has helped him with various resources and spiritual medicines, and like Lu Dingxing, he has reached the fifth level of the Martial Realm.

However, even if he is mighty and has different identities, he has to be respectful when he meets the "Little Prince" in the past.

Today, his eyes were paired, and it was obvious that his mentality had changed.

He hurriedly passed by, but a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he deliberately said in a surprised tone: "Oh, this is not the little prince. Why did he come late this year? He was so devout a few years ago. It is said that before dawn, he had been kneeling in front of the Origin Pillar for a long time."

"Cousin, this year is different. After all, it's just a formality to end his career as the son of the Purple Lin King. If I were him, I wouldn't be embarrassed today."

The one who took the conversation was a nine-year-old boy next to him. He had just grown to Jiang Junduo's chest and had a childish face. Although he was not old, his sarcastic tone had learned very well.

Jiang Junduo raised his face and said, "Don't talk nonsense, kids, you will make the little prince cry. It's up to you to see that your parents won't teach you a lesson!"

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Zizai with a smile and said, "Don't be angry, little prince, this kid is here to worship the Origin Pillar for the first time this year. He is not as rich as your "experience". Then, please take care of the little prince and guide him."

The two of them talked, laughing, shaking their heads, surpassing Jiang Zizai and the others as if no one was around.

As the saying goes, the tiger falls into a flat sun and is bullied by a dog. It is probably what it feels like today.

Jiang Zizai's backer fell down. He had expected that if he was not successful, then such mockery would be common in the future.

"Boss, don't be angry. When the 'Qilin Club' arrives, I will beat Jiang Junduo up and let you out a bad anger." Lu Dingxing said hatefully.

The 'experience' of the Day of Sacrifice is the cruelest humiliation.

Jiang Zizai spread his hands and didn't say much.

Nothing to say now is useless.

He looked up at the Origin Pillar, and inexplicably remembered the huge and strange dream yesterday.

"Dad, are you giving me guidance?"

He stepped into the altar of origin, and looked around and saw that it was really crowded here. Yesterday's drastic changes did not affect the grandeur of the God-Sacrificing Day at all.

The Qilin royal family is high above the altar, leading all living beings to worship.

Below are tens of thousands of young girls, arranged neatly, waiting for the arrival of the most important moment in life.

They were all nervous, restless, restless, and their heartbeats accelerated, especially when they called their names, their heads immediately rushed into blood.

Many mortals long for the gifts of gods to change their destiny in this life.

Jiang Zizai saw his mother, and she was taking charge of the overall situation with the other four-member Qilin Palace masters.

Under the scorching sun, her face was bleak. Even if she tried her best to maintain it, she still couldn't hide the anxiety and depressedness in her heart.

Only when she saw Jiang Zizai coming and saw her son looking at her, a smile appeared on her face.

Today is Jiang Zizai's most important opportunity. She wants her son to have the strength to support him.

Jiang Zizai remembers the love of his parents in his heart.

On the Altar of Origin, one hundred young girls stood nervously around the Pillar of Origin after worship.

They closed their eyes, their arms trembled, touching the ancient reliefs and patterns of the Pillar of Origin.

Each person only has ten breaths, which is enough to reveal the answer.

Those who have no gains within these ten breaths will fail and will be useless no matter how long they are.

Jiang Zizai looked at the towering pillar of origin, his eyes as hot as fire.

Suddenly, the first natal totem appeared!

One of the boys' arms shone, and a fiery red light flashed on the Pillar of Origin, and through his arms, he reached the position of his forehead and forehead.

boom!

A fiery red mark was imprinted on the middle of his eyebrows.

The marking lines are simple, but vividly outline a fiery red tiger, with flames burning around it.

Buzz!

The mark vibrated once and suddenly expanded. On its head, it formed a phantom of a huge flaming tiger, roaring into the sky.

This is the totem!

"Xu Jiayin! Flame Tiger Totem, yellow level!"

For a moment, the entire Altar of Origin sounded envious and admiring.

The boy suddenly became the dazzling core.

Even though the phantom had been put away, the totem mark on the eyebrows was dimmed and hidden, he was still paying attention to it.

"Dad, mom, you have spirits in heaven, and the child has finally succeeded!"

The boy knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with tears.

"I have to thank the ancient god first, stupid!" the adult next to me reminded.

No matter what, his life changed.

His joy and the sorrow of the remaining ninety-nine people formed a sharp contrast.

Only he stood out in this group of 100 people, and let the ancient gods choose and change their fate against the will of heaven.

Next, batches of people went up, and with the emergence of each totem, dozens of times more people were eliminated in dejection.

Jiang Zizai was once one of them.

Half a day passed, and tens of thousands of civilian teenagers had completed their worship. Today's Day of God's worship is actually a wonderful moment.

Those who go up now are basically behind the totem martial artists.

The probability of their natal totem awakening is more than ten times that of ordinary people.

The higher the identity, the faster the appearance, the lower the next.

Moreover, they are obviously younger, and a large number of them are nine-year-old and ten-year-old children.

According to experience, most of the totems awakened after the age of ten are also useless.

"Wang Qiong, giant sword totem, yellow-level!"

"Jiang Suo, Red Rabbit Totem, not level!"

Some totems are indeed very limited because of their limited growth, so they are too lazy to record the totem Scriptures.

Although awakening this totem will make the totem martial artist laugh at it, there is actually a chance of evolution, and at least it is much better than the "mortal insect".

And even if they are all yellow, there will be huge differences in future growth due to the difference in totems.

For example, the previous "Flame Tiger Totem" was much stronger than the same level of "Fire Monkey Totem".

The more the sun sacrifices to the gods, the more rare the appearance of the powerful totems will appear.

The descendants of the totem martial artists went up one after another, and the probability of obtaining the natal totem is about one-half.

Moreover, many amazing geniuses can get the totem that cheered and envied the audience at the age of nine, which has become the focus of everyone for a while.

Some of them will even be absorbed by the Qilin royal family and serve the royal family.

It was the turn of descendants of the Qilin royal family to appear, and the scene became truly popular.

Because at this time, all the children were nine years old, and the time was ten years old, and the chance of success was nearly 80%!

The remaining 20% ​​will be basically successful next year.

These nine-year-old children can easily obtain the potential of the natal totem, and naturally they are happy and get countless envious eyes.

"Jiang Junxin!"

Suddenly, Jiang Zizai was a little unhappy.

The one who was very proud of his name, striding towards the Origin Pillar was the nine-year-old who had previously accompanied Jiang Junduo.

He seemed particularly confident and even when worshiping the ancient gods, he seemed careless.

When Jiang Zizai was nine years old, he thought he would definitely get his natal totem.

His appearance attracted the attention of many powerful people. It seemed that the owner of the Four-Meridian Qilin was discussing this child, but Ruohua did not interrupt.

At this time, Jiang Junxin touched his palm on the Origin Pillar.

boom!

In an instant, a ray of light burst out from the divine pillar of origin, and the golden light hit the center of his eyebrows with the arm, forming a golden totem mark!

Buzz!

The mark expanded and shook, forming a golden unicorn, without roaring, with a cold face, looking down on the world.

The most obvious feature is that its thick golden mane dissipates in the wind, like a lion.

"Congratulations to Jinlin Mansion! Jiang Junxin, directly awakening the 'Golden Mane Kirin Totem', the mysterious totem! The future is unlimited!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was shaking and cheering sounds were endless. This was the first mysterious totem born today, and it was probably the only one.

The applause and countless envious eyes were concentrated on the young man.

Jiang Junxin looked as unexpected and pretended to be calm, but he could not hide his inner ecstasy.

"The future belongs to me!"

He clenched his fists and roared at the tens of thousands of young men below, and he already had the power of the "Golden Maned Kirin".

Directly awakening the mysterious totem is indeed a top talent.

"Jiang Shuang, congratulations."

The owner of Huolin Mansion, "Jiang En", was wearing a red robe and dark red eyes. At this time, he bowed his hand slightly and said to a man in a golden robe next to him.

The man in gold robe had a much burly figure, and his body was as flesh and blood as if he had made of gold.

He is the owner of Jinlin Mansion, "Jiang Shuang".

At this moment, he grinned and said, "Brother En, don't say that. You and I know that the totem is just starting out. Whether this child is really lucky in the future depends on himself."

"Jiang En" of Huolin Mansion gently stroked his long beard, looked at Jiang Junxin, his eyes showed admiration, and said, "The golden maned Qilin is quite good among the mysterious totems."

Jiang Feng nodded and said, "Yes."

His eyes fell on Princess Ruohua in front of him, looking at his delicate and plump figure, and inadvertently, a trace of obscene and desire flashed through the depths of his eyes.

He controlled his thoughts well and said, "Sister-in-law Ruohua, I heard that 'free' will come today, so why didn't I see him? Such a good opportunity, I can't give up casually."

Princess Ruohua looked back at him and said, "He will not give up, and you won't have to worry about it."

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Actually, I know you are under a lot of pressure from sister-in-law. After all, if Brother Yun Ting has this happen, if 'free' is not good, his future will be dim."

He changed his voice and said with a smile: "But, the clan rules are dead. In the future, he will be an ordinary person in Zilin Mansion and live a life of prosperity and prosperity. We will not have any objection. After all, we brothers all watched this child grow up."

When Ruohua looked at him again, there was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Yun Ting's affairs have not yet been revealed. Don't rush to jump up and down like a monkey, so as to save time from crying and begging for mercy."

"You!" Jiang Feng was so proud that Princess Ruohua said this, so she was naturally unhappy.

"Jiang Shuang, say a few words." Jiang En patted his shoulder.

"Okay, I've watched it six times anyway, so I'll see it again." Jiang Feng shrugged. He had already seen Jiang Zizai.

Just so happened that it was coming to an end, and it was Jiang Zizai's turn.

When his name sounded, the audience suddenly became silent.

Even the young girls know that if the youngest son of the Zilin King is so talented, he will be removed from the Qilin Royal Family.

When Jiang Zizai walked up to the altar and approached the Pillar of Origin, Jiang Feng pursed his lips, sighed with a strange smile, and said, "Hey, if it weren't for Brother Yun Ting, who did something that was harmful to the sky, how could this child be so pitiful and despised by God? He couldn't even get the totem of his own life. It was a retribution for cause and effect!"
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