As usual, when the hunting team returns, the shaman of the tribe must first worship the ancestor gods.
The place of worship is in a huge cave among the boulders, which is also the residence of the tribal shaman.
Gongliang went shopping and felt that it was so gloomy and hairy inside, so he just took a quick look outside and didn't dare to go in.
This time he followed the hunting team to the Ancestral Temple, only to find that it was not as gloomy as he imagined, but felt very warm. In the middle of the hall was a huge relief with three flames burning on it, and there were some flames carved next to it.
The scene where the tribesmen hunted animals and worshiped them seemed to have a vast and solemn atmosphere.
The three groups of flames among them are the totems of the Yan tribe and the ancestral gods respected and believed by the Yan tribe people.
In front of the relief is a thick stone pillar connected to the ground and engraved with countless inexplicable patterns or lines. The stone pillar is hollow, with coals inside, and a cluster of purple flames burning brightly on it.
One after another, the ferocious beasts were neatly placed in front of the burning flames. Only ferocious beasts were qualified to be sacrificed to the gods here.
The shaman of the tribe holds a bone staff in his hand, wears a robe made of feathers of various colors, wears a string of ferocious beast fangs around his neck, and wears a crown made of colorful feathers inlaid with colored gems on his head, standing on the burning
Dancing in front of the purple flames, chanting an unknown language.
As the witch chanted, the cluster of green-purple flames in the middle of the stone pillar began to dance and roll up.
There seems to be a supernatural power coming from somewhere, which makes people feel awe.
Without the help of any combustion aid, the flames grew bigger and bigger, spreading around, and the flames soared higher and higher, until they spread to the edges of the thick stone pillars, covering the hollow parts above. At the same time, the flames gradually separated from each other.
A flame figure becomes clearer and clearer, and two flames are formed. They are both connected together and belong to each other, which looks very strange.
The matter is far from over.
Under the chanting of the shaman, the separated flame began to separate into a cluster of flames, 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 flames was dispersed and seemed a bit weak.
At this time, the witch's singing did not stop, but became louder and louder. The tribal warriors who returned from the hunt also began to dance with the witch and sang vast ancient songs. The old man from the tribe next to him picked up the leather drum and sang along with him.
A special rhythm guided their movements, and the warriors of the tribe also beat the ground with bones and spears to follow suit.
Gradually, the adult men and women in the tribe joined in, singing and dancing along with the witches.
They followed each other one by one, with a certain distance between them, forming a circle around the witches and the warriors who had returned from hunting.
This is an ancient tribal dance inherited from ancient times, and it is also a war dance that symbolizes victory.
Even in a world as developed as Gongliang's previous life, there are still some conservative tribes who have their ancient dances. This is also a very important part of each tribe's sacrificial ceremony. It carries the unique etiquette of tribal sacrificial rituals in a specific era. It is also
Convey the tribal people's worship of their ancestors.
Not everyone can learn this kind of dance, but everyone can dance it according to the ancient teachings passed down by the tribe.
In the dark, Gong Hao seemed to see a trace of green smoke floating out of the head of the ferocious beast and pouring into the flames burning in the stone pillars. The flames that were originally separated and became weak suddenly burned fiercely. It only lasted a moment and was thin.
The fire becomes very full, strong, powerful, and hot, as if it can burn everything at any time.
After another ancient dance ended, everyone stopped and knelt down to worship the ancestor god in the middle. For a while, there was silence in the ancestor hall.
At this moment, Wu suddenly looked into the sky and shouted. The voice was high-pitched and distant, as if it could tear apart time and space and illuminate the eternity.
As he shouted, the flames with the character "焱" on the stone pillars that formed the Yanbu totem suddenly exploded, splitting into countless sparks and flying around.
None of the warriors who had returned from hunting closest to Shizhu left to hide. They still knelt there respectfully, letting the sparks fall on them.
Gongliang watched with wide eyes. After the sparks fell on them, they did not burn them. They did not even ignite their clothes. They seemed to have melted directly into their bodies.
As more and more sparks are integrated, the warriors who return from hunting gradually change, and some lines slowly appear on the bodies of some naked warriors. The lines are very dim at first, but as the number of sparks integrated into them increases, they become clearer and clearer. Carefully,
Look, it seems to be burning and boiling like blood.
The flying sparks not only fell on the warriors who returned from hunting, but also on the people surrounding the warriors. Many of them spread towards the edge of the gathering place. Most of the people standing there were the old, weak, sick and pregnant women in the tribe.
Gongliang belongs to this level, and there are many sparks floating over where he sits.
Seeing the sparks getting closer and closer, Gongliang subconsciously wanted to hide, but he still calmed down. Since no one else was moving, the sparks should be harmless.
Indeed, after coming into contact with the sparks, Gongliang found that the sparks that touched him turned into a stream of clear water flowing down from his forehead. In an instant, he felt as if his body and soul had been cleansed. Not only did he not feel any burning sensation, but he felt very comfortable.
One flower, two flowers, three flowers.
Three sparks floated towards him in succession. Gongliang felt curious and stretched out his hand to touch, but the sparks passed through his hand and landed on his forehead. The comfortable feeling just now appeared again. Gongliang closed his eyes in comfort, and for a moment
, unexpectedly entered the ethereal realm where everything is dark, empty and empty.
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 to look around. Suddenly he realized 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 was a dull world. The sky was foggy, and there was a forest on the ground. In the forest, a giant beast was chasing a group of wolf-running hunters. Then, a ball of scorching fire fell from the cloudy sky, and it happened to hit
The flames of that giant beast were extremely hot. The giant beast was instantly burned to death by the flames, leaving only a forest of ashes and a pile of white ashes. The hunters kowtowed and knelt in gratitude, and brought the remaining sparks from the flames back to their families.
Worship in the middle.
From then on, the flames falling from the sky became the totem ancestor god of the clan.
After returning from hunting every day, the tribe would sacrifice the prey they obtained.
This flame fire did not show any magic at first, but later it slowly showed some miracles. When a vicious beast entered the tribe, the flame fire would appear and drive away the beast, and it could also turn into sparks and blend in.
The body of the tribal people. The mural ends here, and it seems that some important details are deliberately concealed.
After a while, everyone gradually woke up and began to share the prey under the auspices of the tribal leader.
This happens every time when you return from hunting, everyone in the tribe can get a more or less share.
Gongliang naturally had a share, but he ate at Dashi's house every day, so he gave his share of meat to Xiao Shi's Amu.