Originally, given the size of the Tiele tribe, their tribe had resident shamans or Manichaeans. Therefore, even if the name of the Immortal Saint has been in the limelight recently, it is not enough for such a large tribe.
Will easily believe it.
The resident wizard will not let him achieve his goal easily.
But this world is so wonderful, whatever is missing comes. Chi Yao's identity is unknown, so it is difficult to directly win the trust of leader Tie Le, so the shamanism sent him two shaman priests, the sheep spirit and the wolf spirit, as guarantees.
As two of the only six witch priests in shamanism, their status is no lower than that of the leaders of the Tiele tribe. It was prudent enough for the great shaman priest to send out one-third of the high-level combat power in one go.
Unfortunately, what the Great Witch Festival never expected was that this time the level of the enemy was far beyond his imagination.
Not only did the two witch priests, Sheep Spirit and Wolf Spirit, fail to fulfill his instructions, they actually helped each other confirm their identity.
After all, if it were not the saint of Changshengtian, who could make the two shamans so respectful and respectful, like servants?
When the wizards stationed in the Tiele tribe saw the performance of the two witch priests, they naturally understood what to do. However, a few Manichaeans desperately wanted to rush forward and do something.
Click——
Chi Yao held his hands empty, and the ice crystal butterfly wings flapped slightly, and two slender snow tornadoes rose from the ground, burying the two flame-wielding Manichaeans in the snow in the blink of an eye.
At this time, he no longer cares about such trivial matters. When Chi Yao helped the Tiele tribe disperse a snowstorm with a wave of his hand, as expected, he enjoyed the treatment of tens of thousands of people kneeling down to worship him.
Even Yangling Wuji, whose eyes were not very pious at first, couldn't help but have a touch of fanaticism on his face.
As before, although Tiele tribe was large, Chi Yao still did not stay much.
However, after his body was submerged in the wind and snow again, he did not continue to move towards the next tribe, but temporarily stopped.
"How about it, do you believe that I am the messenger of the Immortal Heaven now?"
His tone was calm and did not seem to contain any emotion.
But after hearing this question, many shamans, including the two witch priests Sheep Spirit and Wolf Spirit, fell to their knees on the ground, trembling, and did not even dare to make any more excuses: "The Saint atones!"
After feeling that their emotions were only fear, reverence and surrender but no anger, hatred, etc., Chi Yao nodded slightly with satisfaction and continued: "Where is the Great Witch Sacrifice now?"
"Reporting to the Holy One, the Great Witch Festival is taking place in the royal court."
Immediately afterwards, without Chi Yao's further questioning, Yangling Shamanji took the initiative to explain in detail the current predicament of shamanism on the grassland.
"That's it..."
After listening to the other party's story, the smile on Chi Yao's lips became more obvious, "So, do you want to regain your position in the royal court?"
The two shaman priests were overjoyed when they heard this, and excitedly wanted to bow down again, but were stopped by Chi Yao: "We must first find a way to bring the great shaman priest back to the main altar. Shamanism needs a unified voice."
"yes!"
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The shamanism main altar is built on the ice field.
There are countless tall carved pillars standing there, with the totem of the ancestral god in the center, surrounded by statues of the sun, moon, wild geese, wolves, sheep, reindeer, animals and many other animal heads. These are the gods enshrined in the church.
Each statue is dark brown because they have been smeared with countless layers of blood.
Of course, they are not all useless decorations, but are the source of inheritance of many wizards' powers.
For example, now, under the call of the Sheep Spirit Witch Festival and the Wolf Spirit Witch Festival, many witch priests and wizards, including the Great Witch Festival, have returned to the main altar.
They each sat on the totem pole of the animal spirit that communicated with them.
The Great Witch Sacrifice sat on the totem of the ancestral god, looking majestically at the two Witch Sacrifice Sheep Spirit and Wolf Spirit, and said solemnly: "What is going on? Didn't I send you to deal with the Manichaeans pretending to be us?
?Why summon everyone suddenly?”
"Great Witch Festival,"
Yangling Witch Festival turned a blind eye to the questions and anger in the eyes of the Great Witch Festival. Instead, he stood up and looked at all the wizards present, "And everyone here! Once, under the guidance of the Changsheng Heaven, we were invincible on the grassland.
, all tribes are bathed in the glory of the gods! But now, why can a mere Manichaeism make us tired of dealing with it? Or even at a disadvantage? "
Although it is a tacit fact that shamanism is gradually losing the battle with Manichaeism, this fact does not mean that it can be openly stated.
Especially without the permission of the great wizard himself!
The face of the great witch priest was as gloomy as water, and he yelled: "Yangling! Shut up!"
But it is obvious that the current Yangling Witch Festival is not afraid of him, but looks back with a provocative look: "This is all because the Great Witch Festival has no good leadership and is not qualified!"
"you wanna die!"
At this time, the great wizard was completely angry. He even raised the witch staff in his hand, preparing to use violence to kill this subordinate who dared to provoke him face to face.
However, before Yang Ling finished speaking, he scolded the Great Witch Sacrifice and stopped looking at him. Instead, he raised his hands and looked up at the sky: "But! Changsheng Heaven has not abandoned us! A saint upholds the gods.
This means that it has brought us a new turning point!”
Woohoo——
Just as the dark green poisonous mist was sprayed out from the witchcraft staff of the Great Witch Festival and shot towards the Sheep Spirit Witch Festival like an arrow, the wind and snow above the ice field suddenly turbulent.
One after another, tornadoes rose from the ground, connecting the sky and the earth, but they did not harm anyone present at all.
These snowspouts move from far to near, get closer and closer, and gradually merge into one.
Finally, they gathered around the totem of the ancestor gods in the center of the ice field.
During this process, most of the wizards were stunned and knelt down to pray. Only the great wizard who felt the danger personally risked his life and used various means to save himself, and even wanted to escape.
But unfortunately, as a necessary sacrifice for the new leader to take office, the surging wind and snow blocked all his escape routes.
Finally, the heart-stopping snow tornado subsided, and the former Great Witch Sacrifice disappeared. There was only a young figure standing on the towering totem of the ancestor god.
Although he has a handsome face and a gentle smile, the wind and snow rolling around and under his feet from time to time reminds everyone not to forget the horror just now.
After Chi Yao appeared, Yang Ling Wuji and Wolf Ling Wuji were the first to bow down and shouted: "Please lead our religion to regain its glory!"
Under their leadership, other wizards, no matter whether they were sincerely convinced or not, did not dare to raise objections at this time, so a roar of praise resounded across the ice field.
Chi Yao looked at the wizards lying on the ground, thought for a while and then said: "I, as the Saint of Winter, will bury all enemies in the wind and snow!"