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Chapter 559(1/2)

In the wilderness of Duguang, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains.

Among them are mountains and valleys, luxuriant grass, and countless ancient and giant trees.

Some people call this place the land of Raojiang, while others call it Bashan and Shuye. There are many large and small tribes living in it, and they are called the Sanmiao people.

But in fact, the so-called San Miao people are what outsiders call them, and they all call themselves ancient Shu people.

Because of the natural environmental protection and their own unique power, the changes of dynasties in Middle-earth for hundreds of years have not affected this place. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as a paradise!~

However, this time, the fighting power of the Central-Earth army from outside was extraordinary. If the high priest had not united with the priests from all the tribes to use miraculous magic to channel all things, they would have really been able to break into this hundred thousand mountain...

There is a thatched house among the woods, which looks like a workshop.

Under the supervision of a priest, more than a dozen craftsmen were busy in the workshop: selecting materials, cutting, drilling, engraving, grinding, polishing... They all performed their duties, and a beautiful jade knife was soon produced.

Made.

At the same time, the priest recited mysterious scriptures and waved his staff continuously.

A wisp of orange-red light was aroused, like the brilliance of the sun in the sky, exuding a warm feeling.

"Spirit of the Sun, above me!"

"I am like fireworks, fireworks are like me!~"

"go!

"

In an instant, strange lines appeared on the jade knife, which was shaped like a burning flame. The already exquisite jade knife added a bit of mystery.

"Master Priest, it's successful!~"

A young craftsman looked at the lines on the jade knife and was extremely happy.

The priest chuckled and said, "Try it and see what it can do."

The young craftsman nodded heavily: "Okay!"

Pulling out the jade sword, he waved it toward the open space, and the vitality between heaven and earth was instantly drawn, and a flaming sword energy shot out more than ten meters away.

"Stab~!"

A black mark was left on the ground.

It can be seen that if it hits a person, it must be extremely powerful.

The priest looked at these craftsmen with a smile, these are the future of the tribe...!

To make a witchcraft weapon like this jade sword not only requires the priest's ability to communicate with heaven and earth, but also requires water from the craftsmen. They must be able to make various utensil embryos that carry the priest's witchcraft.

Because the production requirements for the embryos are extremely strict, if all were made by one craftsman, the efficiency would be too low, and the skills would easily be lost.

Therefore, each craftsman in the tribe has always been responsible for one aspect. This is a method learned from Chinese merchants, which greatly improves efficiency.

"Master Priest, this witchcraft...?"

"Choose the best warrior from the tribe and award it to him so that he can better protect the tribe."

"The best warrior...Master Priest, will those Middle-earth people come in?"

The craftsmen looked a little worried.

Even if they were not soldiers, they still heard some discussions.

The priest looked proud and said: "With the protection of the Sun Spirit, the Chinese people can't even think of taking advantage of the wilderness of Duguang."

In fact, according to the records in the tribe, the various changes that have occurred in Middle-earth in the past few hundred years have indeed not affected Shiwandashan.

When mentioning the Spirit of the Sun, the craftsmen showed piety on their faces, folded their hands on their chests, and made simple gestures.

"The spirit of the sun is above, bless the descendants of the clan..."

………………

Throughout the 100,000-strong mountain, there are tribes of various sizes, with different names and different witchcraft traditions.

Among them, the most powerful and numerous ones are the Yu tribe.

The priests of their tribe are also respected as high priests by the people of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The Yu clan people don't mean that they have the wings of birds. They are not humans, but monsters.

The reason why they are called the Feather Clan is because their people have painted the appearance of various birds on their bodies with special juice since they were born, and they will never fade away from then on.

At the same time, although the tribes in Shiwanda Mountain have inherited various witchcraft and spiritual spells, they have a common belief - that is the sun in the sky.

They believe that the sun symbolizes wisdom and courage and can guide people in darkness with light.

The sun is high in the sky, and only birds can reach it and communicate with it.

Therefore, the ancient Shu people believed that flying birds had some mysterious super power and regarded birds as their patron saints.

Therefore, the ancient Shu people believed that birds were divine objects that could reach the sky.

They believe that humans are the same as animals. As long as humans form a kinship relationship with birds, birds can impart their extraordinary abilities and unique skills to humans, allowing humans to avoid natural disasters and threats from various evil beasts.

At the same time, they also hope that the birds can impart their magical power to them and give them the ability to fly.

Gradually, the culture of "worshiping birds and worshiping the sun" spread slowly.

Later, by combining these two images, the worship belief of the "Sun God Bird" was born, and the Yu tribe is a large tribe that believes in the "Sun God Bird".

"High Priest, the Fusang Sacred Tree has appeared!

"

The visitor's tone was very exciting, and his expression was very exciting and joyful.

"What?!"

The old high priest heard this, grabbed his hand, and hurried away at a speed that was inappropriate for his age.

After a few breaths, the visitor came to a large altar, which was a hundred feet square and made entirely of bronze, exuding a deep metallic color.

On the stage is a bronze sacred tree, which is the Fusang sacred tree among young people.

There are four standing bronze human statues around the sacred tree, which seem to be guarding the bronze sacred tree in all directions of heaven and earth.

The standing portrait is broad and broad, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are tightly closed, the ears are open, the heavy eyebrows are extended, and the eyes are clear and far away.

There is a kind of piety in the perseverance, and a kind of solemnity in the kindness. This is a very special expression.

The almond-shaped eyes with clearly tilted outer corners make people feel that their eyes are bright.

There is a circular decoration between his eyebrows, which may be thought to be a symbol of the sun.

The Fusang Sacred Tree is said to be a sacred tree, but it is made entirely of bronze. It is nearly thirty feet high and consists of two parts: a tree base and a tree trunk.

The tree base is slightly conical, the base is circular, and it is decorated with cloud patterns. The top of the base is in the shape of three connected mountains, and there are also cloud patterns on the mountains.

The tree trunk is connected to the center of the top of the mountain. The trunk is straight and the roots are exposed.

There are three layers of branches on the trunk, each layer has three branches. There are fruits on the ends of the branches. One fruit branch rises up, and a bird stands on the fruit. The two fruit branches droop.

Counting carefully, there are nine bronze birds in total, with fire wheels cast under the tree branches and fruit supports.

This is the "Sun Bird" worshiped by the Yu people.

The high priest shook the golden staff in his hand, and red and yellow ripples spread out. He held the object in both hands and looked far into the distance, as if he was offering sacrifices and praying silently. His demeanor was solemn and solemn, and his expression was peaceful and pious.

At the same time, the top of the bronze sacred tree began to glow brightly, as if it was echoing something in the distance.

After a while,

The high priest opened his eyes and shouted: "The sacred tree appears, the Holy Son is about to come...!"

"What?!"

The other priests who followed were stunned, the Holy Son has arrived?!

What Son??

Someone couldn't help asking: "High Priest, is this...?"

The high priest has a high barrel-shaped crown and a thorn hairpin to tie his hair.

"I have just received the revelation that the Holy Son, who is the incarnation of the sun bird, will lead our clan to ascend the ladder of immortality and illuminate the world!~~"

Hearing this, all the priests felt happy, without any doubt.

The high priest is the most powerful in witchcraft among the priests, and this is the revelation passed down by their ancestral sacrificial spirit, the Fuso Sacred Tree, so it will definitely not go wrong.

"High Priest, does the ancestor sacrificial spirit predict when the Holy Son will come?"

Some people can't wait.

The high priest was about to speak when suddenly a high-pitched sound rose into the sky, and the sound of phoenixes pierced the clouds and cracked the earth.

"Qiang~Qiang!~"

At the same time, the sacred fuso tree began to shine brightly, like a bright light guiding the direction.

At this moment, along with the cry of the phoenix, all the birds and beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains were startled, especially the feathered birds, who couldn't help but worship, as if they were welcoming their king.
To be continued...
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