The beginning of Douluo's previous life and this life is exposed Tang San

Discussions for a long time yielded no results, so we could only temporarily suppress the discussion of those horrific footprints.

"Forget it, let's worship God Liu first."

Finally, the clan leader Shi Yunfeng led everyone to the willow tree, carried dozens of beast corpses to the front and back, and placed all the blood-stained beasts on the stone platform. It was obviously a large altar.

The altar was made of huge stones and was very open. It was built next to a broken old willow tree. At this time, it was filled with beasts, like a hill.

The bright red animal blood stained the huge stone platform and flowed along the carvings on the stone surface. It was a bright red color. Combined with the thick and long hair of the giant beast, the scales with cold light and the ferocious giant horn, it was shocking and gave a sense of tragic prehistoric times. The breath hit my face.

Under the leadership of the old patriarch, the men, women, and children of Shicun prayed together and asked for the willow tree's protection. This was a serious sacrificial process, and it was also a practice that was carried out every time after returning from hunting.

The charred tree was as silent as before, with no reaction at all, and no sacrifices were taken as before, but many villagers knew that it had a spirit!

Finally, after the sacrifice was completed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, smiled with joy again, and began to move the corpses of these beasts, preparing to bleed and cut them.

"It has been many years since the offerings to the spirits have been touched. Do we still need to perform sacrifices every time?" A young man muttered softly.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you brat!" His father glared at Tong Ling angrily and raised his hand as big as a cattail leaf fan to beat him.

The old patriarch waved his hand to stop, and said softly: "The sacrificial spirit is the spirit that we sacrifice and support. It is important to be sincere. Only when we treat it reverently will it protect and bless our village."

The young man's face turned red and he said hurriedly: "Captain, I am not being sincere, I just feel that these sacrifices are not needed for the sacrifice of the spirits, and they have never been used."

Among the crowd, a small boy who was no more than the knee height of the clan leader Shi Yunfeng glanced at the young man with distinction. Perhaps he was the only one present who knew that what this young man said was correct.

Think about it, what kind of existence is Liu Shen? Even if the former Immortal King was severely injured and beaten to death, he would still not be able to eat the corpses of those beasts!

"As long as you're aware of it, it'll be fine." Shi Yunfeng patted the young man on the shoulder and explained carefully.

As the clan leader of the village and the person with the most knowledge, he could naturally guess something, but what could they do? After all, they are just a small village in this vast wilderness. What good things can they have?

If there is, they will definitely contribute to allow Liu Shen to recover from his injuries. After all, Liu Shen is the sacrificial spirit of their village.

Only when the spirit sacrifice strength is restored stronger can Shicun be safer. What's more, everyone in the village respects Liu Shen as a sacrificial spirit from the bottom of their hearts.

The sacrificial spirit, also called the "sacrifice spirit", is the abbreviation of a tribe's "sacrifice and offering spirit". It protects the village and deters the ferocious beasts in the wilderness.

The elders in the clan still remember that this was not the case with another sacrifice made decades ago. It was a strange stone, and every time a sacrifice was offered, most of the blood essence would be lost and absorbed by it.

Until late one night, the old willow tree came and the strange stone chose to go away. Everything changes because of this.

Thinking of that rainy night that year, the old patriarch felt a little distracted. At that time, he was still a teenager and had witnessed that shocking and terrifying scene.

That late night, there was lightning and thunder, heavy rain, and the storm was extremely violent. Many mountains were collapsed by lightning, mountain torrents were like the sea, and ferocious beasts were running like tides. The scene was terrifying.

At that time, a huge willow tree that reached the sky appeared in the clouds, bathed in the sea of ​​thunder, and the lightning thickened the mountains. Thousands of willow branches turned into blazing divine chains, piercing the entire sky, as if fighting something. fighting.

Finally, the big willow tree broke, became charred, shrunk to its current size, fell down, and took root in the stone village. At the same time, the lightning disappeared and the torrential rain receded. That night the strange stone that was worshiped and offered in the village left.

Every time he thought of it, the old patriarch's heart trembled. The old willow tree did not move its roots from other large tribes or mountains and swamps, but fell from the sky and was damaged by endless thunder and lightning. Few people in the village knew it.

In the first few decades, it was completely charred and black, without any vitality, as if it was completely dead. It was not until ten years ago that a new green branch sprouted, and it has not changed since then.

"You brats, be careful. It's rare to harvest these ferocious beasts. Their blood essence, tendons and some bones are incredibly precious. Don't lose the essence." The old patriarch came back to his senses and warned.

The young and middle-aged men in the tribe were cutting the giant beast with their silver knives. From time to time, clanging sounds were made, sparks flew everywhere, and the bones of the giant beast were surprisingly hard.

Someone has already prepared a large pottery jar to collect the blood essence retained in special parts of the animal's body. This is an excellent blood-tonifying medicine and is very rare.

Among these beast corpses, Pixiu is the most precious. Although it is only a descendant and is far inferior to the pure-blooded Pixiu royal family, it still contains part of the true blood and is of astonishing value.

It has been more than two years since I last captured a ferocious beast like Pixiu. They are so ferocious and powerful that they can kill a strong man with just one claw. They are really difficult to deal with and are shockingly ferocious.

It can be said that the harvest this time is staggering.

"Well, the true blood retained in the horns of this two-headed fire rhinoceros is also extremely amazing, no worse than that Pixiu!" An old man performed the operation himself, untying the flesh and blood as hard as gold and stone under the horns, and a stream of red blood flowed out. True blood like fire.

Suddenly, the blood turned into a ball of red light, and a palm-long two-headed fire rhinoceros appeared, covered in red, lifelike, and roaring angrily.

"Good thing, this true blood medicine is extremely strong, no worse than that Pixiu!"

"Chief, the horn of this dragon-horned elephant is also a good thing. It was already dying when we found it, otherwise we wouldn't be able to deal with it."

"It's really rare. The pair of dragon horns on its head have been growing for many years. They were carefully chiseled off. They are a rare bone-repairing medicine."

"The tendons in Kui Beast's one leg are so tough that they can be cut with an axe."

"They are all good things. Be careful, brat, don't waste the precious blood on the wings of the flying python!"

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The clan members are happy and full of smiles.

Only a group of children shrunk their necks and ran away, because they knew that most of these so-called blood medicines and bone medicines would be used on them, and they would start to "suffer" again.

Only the little one stood there, with a pair of cute big eyes blinking, and a trace of drool gradually flowing out from the corner of his mouth, "Yay, yuck, yummy meat!"

As for the possible medicated bath later, for the little one's body at this moment, it is just a simple bath water, and the little one is not afraid at all.

After the little one lay there and watched for half an hour, the "treasure medicine" growing on the beast was harvested by the young men in the village. The patriarch and several old people nodded with satisfaction and took away the pots. Take it and process it.

"With so much prey, we will marinate part of it, then smoke it and make it into dried meat." The experienced old man said.

With so many beasts piled together like a hill, the whole village would not be able to eat them all for many days. If they spoiled, it would be a waste, and it must not be tolerated by the villagers who are short of food.