The surrounding area of the nine-story high platform is uneven. After the messy houses were demolished, the surrounding area became empty.
The Huang people who were originally crowded together quickly came forward and gathered around the statue of the God of Huang in an orderly manner, worshiping devoutly.
The leaders of the hundred elites of the Great Wilderness looked at each other, took out their spirit stones, and prepared to invite the God of Wilderness to come.
Wu Qi, the leader of the Rain Division's generation of elites, frowned slightly and said, "We're just going to invite the desolate god like this and don't want to pay our respects?"
All the elites looked at each other, they were all rough guys, or girls who were as out-of-the-box as the female sparrows, how could anyone understand this thing.
Wu Qi looked around and realized that it was really difficult for them to do this, so he said, "I'll do it!"
Because of their bloodline talent, Rain Masters have the ability to control water and make rain. They have always been respected by thousands of tribes in the wilderness. In the wilderness, whenever tribes suffer from drought, they will ask Rain Masters to go and make rain. Rain Masters have never
He is proud of his abilities, but feels that everything is a gift from the Great Wilderness God. Therefore, when it rains, he will lead the affected tribes to worship the Wilderness God, and thus he has accumulated a lot of experience in sacrifices.
Wu Qi is the leader of the new generation of rain division elites, so he naturally has rich experience in this field.
Looking at the burly guys, Wu Qi asked: "Where is the man with the bull's head?"
The leader of the cow head immediately stepped forward and said in a rough voice: "What's going on?"
Wu Qi asked: "Did you bring the bloody battle horn here?"
The bloody battle horn of the bull's head is secretly made from wild bull horns. It has a loud sound that can stimulate the potential in the blood of the bull's head, instantly doubling the combat power of the bull's head without any sequelae. Even after the battle, the body will feel
Weakness. The bloody war horn is not only useful for you, but the sound waves it blows can also affect the enemy. It is one of the three treasures in the cow's head.
"Of course I brought it."
This is a life-saving thing. How could the Minotaur not carry it with him?
"Then you lead your tribe to stand on both sides of the altar, and listen to my words and blow the horn later."
"Um"
The leader of the bull-headed elites immediately led the tribe, took out the huge bloody war horns and stood on both sides of the nine-story high platform. Not to mention, the presence of these two rows of huge and powerful bull-headed people immediately made the ceremony to invite the desolate god to appear much more solemn.
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The people around them didn't know what was going on, but they felt the solemn atmosphere on the field and stepped back one after another to make space for them.
After they stood up, Wu Qi asked the leader of the hundred elites: "Which one of you is bringing the war drum?"
The leader of the elites of the Hundred Branches shook his head repeatedly. Who would have the patience to carry such a heavy thing when going out?
When Gongliang saw that they were not there, he thought of the sky drum on Mi Gu, so he flew back in the air, looking at Daddy all the time. The little guy who was about to be starry-eyed waved. The little guy flew over with a "whoosh" and hugged Daddy's neck.
, rubbing her daddy’s face affectionately.
The leader of the Hundred Elites was very dissatisfied when they saw him calling Migu over at this time. Now is the time to invite Aragami, so asking her to come here, isn't this causing trouble?
Gongliang saw their expressions and quickly explained: "She has a drum on her body that makes a lot of noise. Let her try it."
When Mi Gu heard Dad praising her, she immediately moved the drum from her waist to her chest, bulging her belly, and acted like she was so awesome.
The leader of the Hundred Elites glanced at the stone drum, not believing that the stone could make any sound.
Gongliang smiled and said to the little guy: "Mi Gu, beat the drum loudly for everyone to hear."
Mi Gu seemed to feel that everyone was looking down on her and was a little angry, so he took out two small pumpkin hammers from the storage ring to make the drum bigger. In an instant, the drum grew several times larger and lay across Mi Gu's chest.
Gongliang didn't expect that the Tiangu could operate like this, and he was amazed.
Mi Gu looked at Dad proudly, then grabbed two small pumpkin hammers and struck the sky drum hard.
"Dong dong dong dong dong dong"
In an instant, a thunderous roar roared in the ears of the deserters near the nine-story high platform, especially the closest Baibu elites. They felt that their heads were about to explode, and there was a loud buzzing in their ears.
The deafening drum beat made no sound at all.
But Gongliang didn't feel anything at all.
"Stop knocking."
Wu Qi, who was the closest, covered his buzzing ears and head that was shaking and yelled.
If this little thing keeps knocking, he will be shaken to death by the sound of the drum.
Only then did Migu stop, and the weak Huangren immediately fell to the ground weakly. Some were still standing, but stars were shining in front of their eyes and their heads were dizzy. Some were feeling better, but their ears were still buzzing.
The Tiangu was restored to its original state.
Migu put away the small pumpkin hammer, hugged Dad's neck, swung his nine-colored tail, blinked at Dad with a pair of big eyes, as if to say: "Daddy, I am so awesome, so awesome!"
Gongliang touched the little guy's head, and Migu was so happy that his eyes turned into little moon buds with laughter.
After a while, the elites next to them recovered.
At this time, they didn't know that the stone drum on Mi Gu's waist was a treasure, and they immediately looked at it with hot eyes.
But it was just jealousy, no one dared to snatch it.
Besides, with Gong Liang, the first of the new generation of elites in the wilderness, and Mi Gu's powerful poisonous mouth, who would dare to come for death?
Wu Qi rubbed his still buzzing ears and said to Gong Liang: "When the drum comes up later, I'll leave it to her. You ask her to go to the bull-headed man and cooperate with her later."
Gongliang nodded, briefly taught Mi Gu the rhythm of playing the drum, and asked her to stand on the shoulders of the bull-headed man. This way, it would be easier to play the drum later.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the little guy passed by, he flew back again, pouted his little mouth and said to Daddy, "Daddy, they stink, so I won't go."
People in the wilderness are used to being careless, especially in cold weather. It is common for them not to take a shower for several months. It is not difficult to understand why they smell.
Seeing that the little one didn't go, Gongliang looked around and realized that she couldn't be allowed to stand on the nine-story high platform and knock. Then when everyone worshiped later, wouldn't it be equivalent to worshiping her? He couldn't help but said: "Then where are you going to knock?
Gugu, do you want to fly in the sky and beat it yourself?"
Migu tilted his little head and thought for a while, then said: "Daddy, please release the horns."
The little guy thought that he would let the unicorn horn carry him flying in the sky later, and then he would step on the horn and beat the drum. This would be very powerful.
When the one-horned fairy saw that his master finally thought of him, as soon as he came out, he started to fawn on him and rubbed his huge horns against his master.
Mi Gu glared at it, and the one-horned fairy immediately lay down on the ground obediently. It was okay for the pet to accept its pity.
So, the little guy stood on the horn of the horned fairy and let it fly to the side of the bull-headed man, waiting for the order to beat the drum.
When she was ready, Wu Qi said to the elites present: "Whoever has a whole head of beasts and birds on you, please take them out to worship the wild god."
All the elites looked at each other, but no one made any movement. Recently, everyone had exchanged their things for spiritual stones, leaving only some food and daily necessities. There was not even a whole head of beasts and birds.
It's just pieces of animal meat meant for eating.
In the end, the deserters present gathered together, and they could only gather fifty-eight beasts.
But Wu Qi's requirement is at least 100 heads, and there are still 42 heads left. Should he go hunting now to collect them all?
For a moment, all the elites looked at each other in shock.
Seeing that everyone was helpless, Gongliang said helplessly: "I will do the rest!"
With a wave of his hand, the skinned and pickled demonic beasts were neatly placed behind the previous beasts. Each demonic beast was marinated perfectly, and the meat was finely textured, with beautiful lines, and some of the meat was as white as snow.
Like jade, some of the meat is as red as fire, which is simply a perfect work of art.
With the gentle breeze, a salty smell wafted over, causing the greedy people around to swallow their saliva, and some even drooled all over the floor.
Everyone did not expect that Gongliang would have so much pickled animal meat, and all of them were at the level of monster beasts. Their eyes became hot when they looked at him.
Everyone thought that after inviting the Aragami, they would exchange some with him.
Wu Qi couldn't help but swallow, but he knew it was not the time to eat, so he quickly straightened his clothes and walked forward.
Sacrifice and ritual music are already there.
Wu Qi took out a crown with nine-color bird feathers and inlaid with various gemstones from his storage bag and put it on his head. He also took out a robe embroidered with birds, animals, fish, insects, mountains, and rivers.
He put it on his body, and then took out a black cane made of old tree branches and grabbed it in his hand.
After dressing up and tidying up, he walked to the nine-story high platform with a solemn expression and began to worship the Great Ancestral God.