This ethereal voice speaks of identity.

He is the worship deity of the tribe.

The tribesmen fell to their knees, most of them crying with joy and disbelief.

The clan elder muttered, "The true god has appeared...... God has woken up......"

Qin Xianyu's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Incense gods?

Born out of nothingness, through the beliefs of all people, born by the power of incense, it is very similar to the gods and demons between heaven and earth, but it is not the same.

Qin Xianyu pondered slightly, and after a slight suddenness, he disappeared the different color in his eyes, and secretly said in his heart: "Incense Fire Spirit, no wonder there is a little illusory and ethereal meaning in the voice......

A white mist suddenly appeared in front of him, and the area was not wide, only two feet in radius.

A voice came from the white mist, and he said slowly: "In this tribe, most of them are mortals, even if they hand over all the gains they have in a year, they will not be in the eyes of the Yandi Sect. But the old man has not died for the time being, and he should still be able to maintain his roots for a hundred years, and he can wake up once a year, and he can hand in enough offerings for them. ”

Qin Xianyu used his mana and saw the source of the white mist clearly.

The white mist originated from a statue on the ground not far away, which was a substance, about the size of a person, wrapped in a red cloth, surrounded by lit branches that served as incense.

I think it was during the migration of this tribe that brought this statue with them.

But the statue seemed to be so weak that it couldn't even manifest, and could only manifest itself as a white mist.

What is it that can make a god so weak?

For Yuan Fan, it didn't matter, his face was still indifferent. He said, "Submit enough offerings." Within this savage territory. There are still many tribes that can have this background, but if you want to set foot here, do you think it is enough to just hand in the offerings? The place where this sect is located can be easily set foot by non-outsiders, and if you want to gain a foothold here, you must pass the test of the elders of this sect, however, your tribe is all mortals. In the face of the flow of demons, there is no power to protect himself at all, and he has to rely on the protection of his own sect, which will definitely not be accepted by the elders. ”

The voice in the white mist was quite helpless, and he whispered: "The tribe is no longer prosperous, the incense I have obtained is gradually decreasing, and the drowsy time is getting longer and longer, without my protection, they will inevitably die in the migration, even if they do not meet monsters." The ubiquitous presence of jackals, tigers and leopards alone was enough to wipe out the tribe. ”

Yuan Fan said lightly: "The wild and the weak eat the strong. Every moment there are tribes dying out, people dying at every breath, even my Yandi disciples often die in the experience. It would be naïve for you to ask me to be a good man and accept this tribe...... Besides, these things are not for me to decide. ”

Qin Xianyu pondered slightly, with his identity, if he spoke, he must be able to barely let this tribe stay. But each party has its own rules, and Qin Xianyu is unwilling to interfere with the rules of dividing the sect, but he has another way.

"When I first arrived in the Savage Realm, I was curious about many things, such as you, the incense god......"

Qin Xianyu said slowly: "Although I can't leave you behind, if you answer my questions in sufficient detail to make me satisfied, maybe I can help you." ”

There was a moment of silence, and then the old voice in the white mist asked, "How can you help?"

Qin Xianyu said: "I raise thousands of divine eagles, the plumage is white, comparable to the realm of dragons and tigers, just transfer two ends to protect you, you can worry-free." They will guard your tribe until you find another pure land where few demons have set foot and settle down before you leave. ”

The two eagles are comparable to dragons and tigers, as long as they don't encounter any overly powerful demons, and don't meet the likes of demons, immortals, gods and demons, then they can come and go freely in the wilderness.

Yuan Fan took a step back, not daring to interfere in the affairs of the little master and uncle.

The voice in the white mist was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "What do you want to ask?"

Qin Xianyu laughed in a low voice: "Before and after your birth, as well as the weakness of this tribe now, the process of going all the way. For example, what happened to you, something that you can't get rid of now......"

The voice in the white mist said, "I'm too weak to talk for too long, so you wait." ”

Qin Xianyu nodded and said, "I'll wait here for a while." ”

Then they saw that the tribe was busy, some people lit incense and candles, some people took meat, and some people set the offering table.

The young man called Luo Feng still had a lot of unwillingness, and his eyes looked at Qin Xianyu with great eagerness.

Qin Xianyu was silent for a moment and said, "I want to accept you, I have broken the rules, and your hesitation and conditions have made me dispel my thoughts." With your talent, I hope to settle down in the future and find an opportunity. ”

Luo Feng gritted his teeth and said, "I won't add conditions." ”

Qin Xianyu shook his head slightly, and said: "This kind of thing is just a flash, and there won't be too many opportunities." I didn't think about it before, but it happened to be after you hesitated, so I figured it out, if I want to accept apprentices, I can't accept outsiders, if I accept outsiders, I will definitely be disliked by the door, since this is the case, I just do it. This can only be said that you and I have no master-apprentice fate, and I hope you have another chance. ”

Luo Feng regretted endlessly, he was still young, and he almost burst into tears.

And Qin Xianyu had already raised his head and looked ahead.

The statue was about the size of a normal person, but with something underneath, it looked taller than a normal person.

The tribesmen looked up at the statue of the deity, and then fell to their knees.

Incense, candles, flames, blood, flesh, spirits, and blood were all placed on the offering table. It's just that the conditions are too bad at the moment, and many things can only be improvised.

But as everyone fell to their knees, the incense became a little stronger.

Qin Xianyu saw the white mist on the statue, which gradually thickened.

This statue looks like an old man, holding a cane in one hand and a long beard in the other, slightly bent over, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a smile and groaning.

This is the true image of the incense spirit.

Because the tribesmen believed that the god was like this, he had been like this since he was born.

Qin Xianyu watched everyone worship, and gradually, the aura of the gods seemed to be slightly condensed.

"I can barely speak. ”

The old voice sighed slightly.

The white mist obscured the statue, and the whole statue seemed to come to life.

Two substantive-like gazes emerged from the white mist and fell on Qin Xianyu.

"This is an ancient tribe that has been passed down for many generations, and there are many body cultivators among the tribe. ”

"As thousands of years passed, the people of the tribe continued to worship, and the incense and wishes of the people of the past generations gradually made me born out of nothingness. ”

"Later, when I was completely stereotyped, I became a true deity, and from the power of incense, according to the image of the old man in the minds of the tribesmen of the past generations, he walked out of the statue and manifested into the world. ”

The old voice spoke slowly. (To be continued......)