The goddess is the most unique and only existence in the entire Muabe.
She is the only existence in the entire tribe who can obtain the will of the great god Mua worshipped in the temple, so she is a goddess, a tribe goddess.
The goddess is the spiritual belief of the entire tribe. In the temple, in addition to the goddess, of course there are many savages who are responsible for other affairs, including saints who specialize in serving the goddess, and saints who work hard to live. Of course, the sayings of saints and saints are said.
It was Xuanhe himself who made malicious speculation.
He named himself "Rose", a goddess with such a gorgeous and dangerous flower, connected Xuanhe and Linglong into the temple.
"I tell them that you are the envoys sent by God Mua."
Xuanhe was stunned and thought to himself, you are a charlatan, and Young Master, I am also bound by you with the banner of a charlatan, just like you.
The temple of the wilderness has a mysterious atmosphere, but it does not have a mysterious structure. The temple is made of huge stones, with a wide interior space, and is surrounded by huge stone oil lamps made of animal oil as fuel on all sides.
In this wilderness man's village, there are no other utensils made of materials other than wood and stone, even an iron pot or an iron sword.
Inside the temple, huge rocks were built into a huge altar-like high platform. On the platform, there was a fire burning and wood covered with animal oil.
This is called divine fire.
On the left side of the Divine Fire is a huge, towering tall, almost standing to the dome of the temple, covered with statues of moments, patterns, and various flowers. The statues are poorly crafted, but they reveal a kind of ancient style.
A vast breath.
God, gods probably have this meaning.
"This is God Mua, I don't even know how long it has been standing here." Qiangwei said calmly.
They sat down under the tall altar. Rose waved his hand, and the "grandwomen" immediately dispersed. There were many "grandwomen" in the temple, wearing short skirts and cloaks made of leaves and animal skins, surrounding them.
The divine fire on the altar was carried by Xuanhe, which made Xuanhe laugh, and knelt down from time to time, worshiping the statue of Mu'a.
When passing by Rose, you must kneel down and worship.
Rose said in a clear oriole-like voice.
Xuanhe wanted to ask a question curiously, but Qiangwei had already said: "I tell them that God Mua sent a messenger to allow a big banquet tonight."
Xuanhe was not dissatisfied with being used with kindness, but instead waved his hand and said to the spirit dragon: "Growing insects, go and catch some spirit beasts, it's big, enough for many people to eat. Well, it's better to have a vegetarian diet.
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The spiritual dragon roared lowly, turned around and left the temple, and flew into a fire, rushed directly into the sky and flew high.
Suddenly, the wild people of Muabe all knelt on the ground and worshiped as if they saw a god.
Xuanhe looked so funny that he suddenly rang out and asked curiously: "Rongwei, why are you proficient in the common language of Cangling that only northern humans and spiritual races use, and you..."
Rose smiled slightly, and in an instant, the red rose garland she carried on her long hair, which was like a bright rose, blooming in the prosperous summer
, infinitely dazzling and fascinating.
Xuanhe is used to seeing all kinds of beauties.
If you want to talk about the most moving thing, it is naturally the head of Huoyun Confinement and Dandan's mother. The beauty of Huoyun Confinement is a kind of beauty with peerless beauty and solemn beauty.
During the past of Xuanhe, he was used to seeing all kinds of beauties in the Xuan family. He didn't know how many stunning maids were in the independent courtyard of the seventh young master of the Xuan family. However, Xuanhe has never been a dandy person.
A beautiful person.
After Huoyun Confinement, the third concubine and Xuan Yeer in his memory were all beautiful women.
Of course, Dandan is another kind of beauty, unruly, arrogant, timid and weak, giving him all kinds of strange thoughts.
The rose in front of you is a kind of wild bursting, a kind of beauty in the wilderness, where power blooms in infinite charm and charm. It is like the most gorgeous flower and the most gorgeous snake...
The most gorgeous flowers often hide the sharpest thorns, while the snake with the most colorful patterns often has the most terrifying poison.
Rose's beautiful smile made Xuanhe lose his mind for a moment.
Rose raised her proud and wild chin, and her white and sharp chin was as sharp as the sharpest and brightest in this dark temple, but she was extremely cold and harsh.
"On the southern wilderness, in the temples of every wilderness tribe, the goddess is the only existence that masters the language of civilization." Qiangwei said so, but Xuanhe clearly heard a kind of person from her tone.
The meaning of banter, mocking, and disdain.
Yes, that's the taste.
Xuanhe was blessed to the soul and subconsciously understood.
"Yes, things like civilization are not absolute."
Qiangwei was a little surprised, then nodded and chuckled: "You are a strange human."
"Well, I can say that." Xuanhe said frankly.
"In the southern wilderness, on this land abandoned by the so-called gods of the Cangling Continent, there is a temple in every tribe of the wilderness, such as us
Mu Abe! However, Mu Ah God does not exist, it is just a false code name, which is the same for every tribe. Yes, the wilderness is a race without the belief in gods, so it is ignorant and ignorant.”
Xuanhe heard the smell of bleakness from her tone and was shocked. As the goddess of Mu Abe, she actually directly claimed that Mu Ah God did not exist and was false! Moreover, all the savages in the entire southern wilderness land
This is true for the gods of faith in tribes.
Xuanhe calms his mind, light novel says: "If you believe in things like gods, they exist. If you don't believe in them, they are false."
Qiangwei shook her head and said, "No one can know these facts better than our goddesses. In every savage tribe, the goddesses in the temple and the goddesses born to the next generation will educate her about the language of civilization.
The wisdom of civilization, the principles of civilization, and the means of fooling one's own tribe members will be passed down from generation to generation."
Xuanhe frowned tightly and didn't say anything.
"Among all the savage tribes, the goddess in the temple is an existence that can communicate with God. She guides the entire tribe forward and tells them where they can hunt food today and will not encounter danger in that direction.
Use the divine magic to protect the tribe, and to feel the thoughts of God in the most exciting moments of life, thus conceive and be born to the next generation of goddesses…”
Qiangwei said slowly in a nearly whispering tone.
Xuanhe's eyebrows were frowned even more powerfully: "Is the magical art taught by God? Is it the most terrifying poison art in the Southern Wilderness in the legend? Feel the God's thoughts and get pregnant? This..."
Xuanhe would never believe such a thing.
Qiangwei nodded, not commenting.
At this moment, outside the temple, a strong cheer came in.
Then, the young man transformed into a spiritual dragon rushed in.
"Master, I'm back. The spirit beasts I'm hunting are enough for this savage tribe to eat for ten days and half a month!"
Linglong sat beside Xuanhe, and Xuanhe smiled and said, "Okay, you hunted it yourself. Today you can eat as much as you want until you have enough."
In fact, Xuanhe knew that this long worm would never be able to eat enough.
At this moment, Qiangwei suddenly murmured softly: "Your slave is a noble creature, nobler than any existence..."
Xuanhe's heart suddenly shook!
On the entire Cangling Continent, it can be said that there is absolutely no one who can see the true secret of the Spirit Dragon's body at this moment. Even if you can see that he is not a human or a person from the Spiritual Clan, you will not be able to see that he is not a human being or a person from the Spiritual Clan. It will exceed one palm.
However, this rose was actually seen, and it was extremely real!
Because, she said directly that the spiritual dragon is a noble creature, an extremely noble creature...
The spiritual dragon blurted out and roared: "Of course, how can you humble creatures be with me--"
Xuanhe suddenly let out a loud voice, and suddenly, Linglong understood Xuanhe's meaning, closed his mouth tightly, and did not dare to say a word.
Xuanhe saw that Rose closed its eyes slightly, and there was a mysterious aura in the surrounding void, slowly spreading. This mysterious power filled the void, as if there were countless tentacles, which seemed to be able to Extended to places that countless human resources cannot reach.
In Rose's dark eyes, there was a strange color, deep and distant, turning slowly.
"This is the technique of poison?!"
Xuanhe said in a little shock.
"Not bad! In the land abandoned by gods in the Southern Wilderness, Mu Abe is not the most powerful, or even a very tiny tribe, but Mu Abe is definitely one of the oldest tribes." Qiangwei quietly He said, "Among other savage tribes in the Southern Wilderness, there are few goddesses like me, and more like them-"
Qiang Wei pointed his hand and Xuanhe saw the "girls" standing respectfully in front of the huge stone pillar of the temple. Their strong and stout bodies were sown outside the temple. An astonishing halo kept flashing in the light...
"Because Mu Abe was one of the first savage tribes abandoned on this land, the goddess of Mu Abe has the most sacred bloodline!"
Xuanhe was shocked at this time.
He was thrown to a corner of the southern wilderness and could actually bump into a savage tribe with a strong background.
"It seems that I'm lucky."
"Yes." Qiangwei actually pointed at her, "You are a person with great fortune."
Xuanhe has received other people's evaluations, but from the mouth of the goddess Mu Abe, Xuanhe knew that this was different from ordinary speculation, compliment, but a judgment.
The judgment of the mysterious Gu poison technique.
In other words, this is the judgment of the "divine art" mentioned by Qiangwei.
"Is this the technique of poison? " Xuanhe finally couldn't help but ask in surprise.