Regardless of whether there were immortals in this world or not, Ling Tianyun looked at the group of so-called humans in front of him a little speechlessly, saying that they were more human beings than a group of wild people, or maybe a group of wild monkeys. I saw that this group of people was only surrounded by animal skins, some of them covered their bodies with leaves, their skin was as dark as charcoal, and their thin bodies seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind at any time.

Ling Tianyun looked at the group of people in front of him helplessly and speechlessly, only to see that they were holding a torch in their hands, and their dark skin reflected a faint luster under the flickering torch. This group of small, emaciated tribal humans was clearly an unenlightened group of savages. There was not the slightest sign of civilization at that time, only the wilderness, backwardness and primitive atmosphere.

"This is what you call the infinitely powerful primitive tribal humans?" Ling Tianyun asked the one-eyed old man with some tears and laughter. The latter gave him an affirmative answer, and he had to look at these primitive humans like wild monkeys again, and he did not feel any breath flow in their bodies, as if they were like living charcoal stones in the mountains, and there was no flow of energy in their bodies.

Except for giving Ling Tianyun a primitive feeling, these primitive humans who were even thinner than him were actually the powerful and poor humans that the one-eyed old man said. He had always thought that these primitive humans were all like mountains and several feet tall, but when he saw this group of primitive humans, he was very surprised. There are often strange things in the world, but Ling Tianyun doesn't believe this one-eyed old man anymore.

This group of primitives looked at Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man with a very strange gaze, in addition to curiosity and vigilance in their eyes, they held a wooden spear in their hands, and they surrounded these two uninvited guests. Although their eyes showed a strong sense of vigilance and hostility, they did not take the lead, but stared at the two of them with eyes like jewels in the night.

A primitive man who was a little older than other primitives said a few words to Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man, but Ling Tianyun didn't understand a word. In his ears, it was clearly the language of a beast, but to his surprise, the one-eyed old man replied with the same words. The primitive man was stunned for a moment when he heard the one-eyed old man's answer, and finally with a wave of his hands he sent away the other primitive people who were surrounded by hostility.

"The old-timers are really masterful, and they can even understand the language of beasts." Ling Tianyun said to the one-eyed old man in a tone full of admiration. The primitive man had a torch in his hand, threw the wooden spear in his hand to the others, and led them to the mountain.

"What's this, it's all this indigenous language, you really don't underestimate these indigenous people, although they have a simple temperament, but they start to go crazy, how can it be amazing." The one-eyed old man whispered to Ling Tianyun. "It's all a group of wild monkeys, all of them are black and don't slip away, where can they go crazy. Besides, we were just passing through here, but we weren't here to cause trouble, so they really couldn't eat us. Ling Tianyun said disapprerovingly.

The mountain road was rugged, the night was vast, and after walking for about half an hour, they came to the belly of the mountain, from which the faint wisps of night fell from the sky, and the silky starlight loomed. In the belly of this mountain, the breath is refreshing and pleasant, and there is no miasma at all, this mountain is like a paradise in the primeval jungle, but there is a black and unfathomable hole around the belly of this mountain.

It was just that to Ling Tianyun's surprise, he had never seen any figures in the belly of this mountain, except for the few they had encountered at the foot of the mountain

A primitive man, along the way and in the belly of this mountain, I have never met anyone else. He asked the one-eyed old man, who didn't seem to know why.

The one-eyed old man asked the primordial man a few questions, and then he replied to Ling Tianyun, "Tonight is a holy festival for them, all the people have gone to the top of the mountain, let's go and see it too." “

Ling Tianyun raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a faint firelight coming from the top of the mountain, and the flickering firelight was accompanied by a burst of singing. "What holy day, what kind of holy festival is there in this dark night?" Ling Tianyun asked suspiciously. It's just that he doesn't understand the language with the primitive man, and he can't ask anything more.

The firelight in front of him gradually brightened, and when Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man walked up to the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain was already full of people, about several hundred. The group were all skinny monkey-like primitive people, men, women, and children. At the top of the hill was a wide square on which all the people stood, and in the center of the square was an altar surrounded by torches.

The primitive man led the two of them to the square and left, muttering a few words to the one-eyed old man before leaving, and then made his way into the crowd.

Ling Tianyun looked at this group of primitive humans with solemn expressions with great curiosity, many of them also covered their bodies with only leaves like those men, although their bodies were thin and slender, but their dark and firm breasts were exposed. Such a primitive dress only made Ling Tianyun feel embarrassed for a while, he looked at the one-eyed old man helplessly, but found that the old man's gaze was clear and peaceful, as if he was used to this matter.

"Boy, didn't you say that they are all a group of wild monkeys, you just treat them as wild monkeys, so that the awkwardness in your heart will exist again." The one-eyed old man's embarrassed expression couldn't help but remind. And Ling Tianyun felt even more embarrassed in his heart when he heard it, it was good that the old man didn't mention it, but this mention made him feel even more awkward. These people were originally primitive attire, especially those women with exposed breasts, which made him feel very weird.

Fortunately, the stature of this group of primitive people was not high, and although Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man were standing on the outer edge of this square, they could also see the scene on the altar. The altar was as tall as a man, and it was made of rocks, and from the night sky shone a faint light of stars, and the night light shrouded it, giving it a mysterious glow.

On the altar was a small, withered old man, with silver hair and white beard fluttering, and the old man's upward hung leaves, his thin arms like withered branches waving incessantly, and his mouth babbling some incomprehensible sacrifices. The old man who was about to die muttered for about two or three moments, and then the old man raised his head to the night sky and shouted, and then the group of primitive people gathered in the square also echoed. A ghostly light visible to the naked eye shot down like a sword from the starry night sky, and the ghostly light fell on the altar, and with a "whew", I saw that the torches on the altar suddenly burst into the night sky.

Ling Tianyun's eyes showed an incredible gaze, he looked at all this in front of him in surprise, the glow that descended from the night sky, the fire dragons that rushed straight into the starry sky, all of this was beyond his imagination. The old man in the shape of a withered tree, the strange altar, all this seemed to be a miracle, the fire dragon rushed to the sky, and suddenly there was a loud "boom" in the air.

The flames splashed in all directions, and finally turned into sporadic fires and landed in the crowd, and all the primitive people let out bursts of cheers, and their eyes showed a sincere light of joy and excitement. All the people fell to their knees, and they muttered

muttered words, with a solemn and respectful expression.

The old man's gaze on the altar swept over the kneeling crowd, and finally landed on Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man. That gaze was like the starlight in the night sky, that gaze carried endless wisdom and penetrating wisdom, and there was a shallow smile on the old man's thin face, although his smile was ugly, but Ling Tianyun felt that the old man seemed to have become the embodiment of the wise man.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar, and the two of you who come from afar are the distinguished guests of our clan." Although the old man's voice was not loud, the words came into Ling Tianyun's ears very clearly. The old man was not speaking a primitive indigenous language, but a standard Chinese. This made Ling Tianyun very surprised and even more shocked, he didn't expect that the old man could actually speak Chinese.

"The two of you are fortunate enough to meet the Holy Sacrifice Festival once every ten years of our people, so you might as well participate in this Holy Sacrifice Festival with our people. The witch god will be very happy, because there are distinguished guests participating in the incomparable festival of holy sacrifice, let the distinguished guests from outside bring the supreme luck to our people. The old man still spoke Chinese, obviously not for those primitive people who knelt down on the ground, but for Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man.

"Lord Witch is polite, the two of us are already honored to have the honor of seeing your tribe's holy sacrifice night, since Lord Witch wants us to participate in the holy sacrifice night, then the two of us will follow the local customs." The one-eyed old man's face changed slightly, and then he recovered and said very politely.

The witch couldn't help but brush his long silver-white fluttering beard, and he said a few words aloud to the prostrate primitive tribesmen. The prostrate primitives stood up and laughed merrily, and then several young primitives stepped onto the altar.

Many primitive clansmen looked at Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man with great curiosity, there was no hostility in their eyes, maybe it was the old man who introduced the two just now. A few young primitives waved their hands to them kindly, meaning to let them walk up to the altar. In addition to praying to the witch gods, the next step should be the highlight of this holy sacrifice night.

"Young man, are you interested in participating in the hunting battle on the night of the Holy Sacrifice with the young people of your own clan?" The old man said to Ling Tianyun with a pleasant face. When Ling Tianyun heard this, he was stunned, he didn't know how to answer the old man, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to the one-eyed old man.

"Go ahead, maybe it will do your martial arts some good. Don't underestimate that witch, he is an old monster who has survived for more than a hundred years, although he does not have any internal cultivation, but he is proficient in a thousand witchcraft. If this person is put into the rivers and lakes outside, he is definitely a top master who stirs up the storm. The one-eyed old man whispered to Ling Tianyun.

Ling Tianyun's heart froze, an old monster of more than a hundred years old, as soon as he heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the old man, he found that the old man's gaze flickered inexplicably a few times, it seemed that the old man could hear the words of the one-eyed old man. He was so dark in his heart, don't look at the appearance of the old man, but his body was shrouded in a layer of mysterious aura, and he was definitely a master among the top. Placed in the rivers and lakes, his strength is even higher than that of Wanyan Invincible and Feng Liandao.

Ling Tianyun nodded, and he strode towards the altar like a meteor, and he jumped on the altar as tall as a person, with a light touch of his feet. When he went up to the altar, his heart was tight, because he couldn't feel the existence of the old man at all, and he clearly saw the old man sitting in the center of the altar, but he couldn't feel any breath of the old man, as if the altar was the old man, and the witch was the altar.

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