Chapter 0002 Sacrificial Ceremony
The wild sin area is a very cold and painful place, and the living conditions are extremely difficult.
Most of the buildings in the entire Fengling City are thatched huts made of stones.
However, the temple of the gods built in a deep valley is extremely magnificent, covering an area of more than twenty miles.
The sacrificial ceremony finally began.
The priest who presided over the sacrificial ceremony was a thin old man. His left arm was cut off, leaving only an empty sleeve.
In Shenwu Continent, every city has a temple of gods, and more than one place, which also leads to priests becoming a relatively common profession.
Any priest's crime will be regarded as blasphemy of the gods. The hundreds of countries in the Eastern Region will not only exile the criminal priests and the wild sin realm, but will also torture them before exile.
Obviously, the old priest who presided over the sacrificial ceremony was the priest who had committed a crime in Fengling County. He was killed and exiled to this point.
Qi Hao and Bai Ruoxue stayed outside the Temple of the Gods. On the steps built based on the valley landform, you can see the scene inside the Temple of the Gods.
There is a temple towering in the Temple of Gods, which should be the temple of gods that worship the gods.
In front of the gate of the Temple of Gods, there is a two-mile high platform, which is an altar for the priests to preside over the sacrifices.
There were dozens of wild beasts on both sides of the altar. At this moment, they were all crawling on the ground, trembling.
All the wild beasts must have been captured alive by warriors and brought here.
Although they were not bound by shackles or hindered by means, in front of the Temple of Gods, there was a vast aura of gods, which directly shocked them, making them frightened and fearless, and had no power to resist.
Of course, this is also because all the most powerful existences of the barbarian beasts are just third-level barbarian beasts. If there are stronger barbarian beasts, they may not be shocked by the aura of the gods in the Temple of Gods.
The old priest walked into the temple of the gods, and the warriors following him were also entering in an orderly manner.
"Qi Hao, what fun are you here to join in? At such an age, you have not been recognized by the gods. Do you still want to be recognized by the gods and be surrendered to the martial spirit?" Wei Ximing, not far from Qi Hao, looked at Qi Hao with disgust and asked with a sarcastic smile.
His ridicule also caused many people around him to sneer.
Wei Ximing is just a villain who bullies others with power. Since he learned that Qi Hao is not strong and is not even as good as an ordinary person, he has been making things difficult for him everywhere and humiliating him from time to time.
If it were Qi Hao from the past, he would definitely teach such a villain.
It’s a pity that he is now highly poisoned and has dissipated all his skills. He is inferior to ordinary people, so he can only endure it.
He remained silent and ignored Wei Ximing.
Seeing that Qi Hao still ignored him, Wei Ximing sneered and said, "A waste like you can only survive in the Wild Sin Domain. Now I have to suspect that you deliberately committed a serious crime and were exiled to this point just to survive. After all, only the Wild Sin Domain will make you waste like you eat in vain."
Qi Hao still ignored Wei Ximing.
However, Wei Ximing, who was about to continue mocking Qi Hao, swallowed the words he had finished his mouth and did not dare to say anything.
Because Bai Ruoxue, who was standing beside Qi Hao, was staring at him fiercely at this moment.
Time passed slowly. About half an hour later, more than three thousand warriors, under the guidance of the high priest, had already entered the Temple of the Divine Spirit.
"Brother Hao, those who are qualified to enter the Temple of Gods must at least reach the bone pattern realm. I don't know when I will be qualified to enter the Temple of Gods." Bai Ruoxue whispered, with a longing on his face.
This statement shocked Qi Hao.
In the Shenwu Continent, you can only become a formal warrior by being recognized by the gods, surrendering the martial spirit, and obtaining the qualification to cultivate martial arts.
The Martial Spirit Realm is the most basic realm for warriors, and then the meridian realm, bone pattern realm, and alchemy realm. Each realm is divided into nine levels.
A warrior's cultivation level is called a master when he reaches the meridian realm, and when he reaches the bone pattern realm, he is called an innate master when he reaches the Danding realm. Only when he reaches the Danding realm is called a strong man.
As far as Qi Hao knows, the number of innate masters in the entire Fengling County is less than 20,000, and there are even fewer strong people, less than 100.
However, the population of Fengling City is at most tens of thousands, and there are 30,000 or 40,000 warriors qualified to enter the Temple of the Divine Spirit.
If this ratio is in Fengling County, it will definitely make Fengling County a super power, or even above the royal family.
It seems that although the Wild Sin Realm is extremely cold and painful, even if it lacks many training conditions outside, it can stimulate the talent for cultivation and be more likely to be stronger.
"Xue'er, with your talent, I believe that it will take you no longer be able to get the qualification to enter the Temple of Gods." Qi Hao said with a smile, and then asked again: "I wonder how many Danding Realm warriors are there in Fengling City?"
Qi Hao's question made Bai Ruoxue slightly stunned, and then he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No one is yet."
Such an answer made Qi Hao confused.
Obviously, the Wild Sin Realm is only suitable for practice before the Danding Realm. When it reaches the late stage of the Bone Line Realm, it will be constrained and difficult to break through.
It is estimated that this is also the reason why the sinners who were exiled to the wild sin domain are difficult to cross the 100,000 evil mountains and return to the outside world.
After all, there are hundreds of thousands of evil mountains and wild beasts, let alone in innate masters, even if they are peak powerful people, they will die for a lifetime if they want to cross the hundred thousand evil mountains.
This also means that even if Qi Hao really regained the qualification for cultivation, it would be difficult to cross a hundred thousand evil mountains. It is almost impossible to take revenge.
"The sacrificial ceremony begins now. Kill the barbarian beasts and sacrifice blood to the gods!"
The old priest on the altar finally spoke out, and immediately a warrior came out, walked towards the barbarian gods, and beheaded them together.
At the same time, the old priest began to chant spells in his mouth.
The sacrificial ceremony here is very simple compared to outside, with no horns and no accompaniment of bells and drums.
Even so, the effect is not much worse than the sacrificial ceremony outside.
The bright red blood gushed out from the head of the wild beast, and the blood was vast and spreading everywhere with the old priest's chanting.
Although the bloody smell of the void, accompanied by the old priest's singing, became more and more intense, it made the atmosphere become more solemn and sacred.
The Temple of Gods worships the gods. They are in charge of martial arts practice and control their strength. They are already committed to killing and killing. At such a moment, they can naturally play a role in promoting their solemn and sacredness.
"roar--"
Suddenly, a white tiger appeared at the height of the Temple of Gods, making a tiger roar, which was shocking.
The white tiger illusion, the tiger roar fell, turned into a white light, and rushed into a boy's body.
"Brother Wei, congratulations, the son was actually recognized by the gods and descended the White Tiger Martial Spirit. This is a fifth-level divine beast, and the corresponding fifth-level martial spirit!"
The white tiger is actually a barbarian beast, but the gods can no longer be called a barbarian beast, but instead is called a divine beast.
Wuling is also divided into grades, matching the highest level that barbarian beasts can reach in childhood.
The White Tiger, who was just now, had a peak level of the fifth-level wild beast in his childhood, and naturally he was a fifth-level white tiger martial spirit.
The higher the level of Wu Ling, the better the achievements of martial arts.
Since the highest level of the barbarian beasts in their childhood are relatively limited, this also leads to the level of the martial spirit, which is destined not to be too high.
Of course, there are also alternatives, but they are very rare.
Like the fifth-grade White Tiger Martial Spirit just now, it is already considered an extremely high grade.
When Qi Hao was five years old, he was recognized by the gods and surrendered to the martial spirit, and he was only a fourth-grade dragon martial spirit.
The boy's father was extremely excited and extremely happy: "Thank you Brother Yang for your praise. It seems that the dream I cannot realize is only achieved by relying on my son." He grinned, with a proud face.
"squeak--"
Just when the boy obtained the fifth-grade White Tiger Martial Spirit, a small ferret appeared high in the Temple of Gods. After making a squeak, it turned into white light and rushed into a girl's body.
"How could it be a first-class martial spirit?" the little girl's father sighed with a loss on his face.
When the man finished speaking, the woman beside him immediately said: "It would be good to be able to gain the recognition of the gods and open the door to martial arts cultivation. Besides, the legend of the first-grade martial spirit becoming a strong man is not without."
The man didn't say anything, but just smiled bitterly helplessly.
Although there is indeed a first-rate martial spirit in the Shenwu Continent, which is a legend of becoming a strong man, this probability is too small.
A child was constantly recognized by the gods. The martial spirit appeared high in the sky of the Temple of Gods. Then it turned into a white light and rushed into the bodies of the recognized people, opening the door of martial arts for them.
"Brother Hao, don't worry. Maybe you will be the next person recognized by the gods, and you will descend the martial spirit!" Bai Ruoxue comforted.
Qi Hao had long been recognized by the gods and descended the Dragon Martial Spirit. He came here just to see the sacrificial ceremony in the wild forbidden area, but he never thought about getting the legendary second recognition.
Even so, Qi Hao smiled and nodded: "Yeah, I know." He said with a smile.
Although Bai Ruoxue was comforting Qi Hao, she was actually more anxious than him. This was his concern for him and it moved him very much. He could only answer according to Bai Ruoxue's meaning, which would make her feel relieved.
She didn't finish her sentence, and looked at the Temple of Gods with anxiety on her face. Every time the martial spirit appeared, her face was full of expectations, but she was disappointed again and again.
After the gods descended to the 27th martial spirits, no strange phenomena appeared at the height of the temple of the gods.
The old priest did not stop and continued to chant spells and made his final efforts, hoping that there would be people who would be recognized by the gods and descend to the martial spirit.
Bai Ruoxue sighed helplessly, but said nothing.
Qi Hao's body was too weak, and she hoped that he would be recognized by the gods, even if he was given a first-grade martial spirit.
At least, this will allow Qi Hao to be qualified to practice, open the door to martial arts, and allow him to strengthen his body and have a better body.
However, the sacrificial ceremony was coming to an end. According to convention, no one could get the recognition of the gods anymore, which naturally disappointed her completely.
Bai Ruoxue can only make a secret sworn in his heart now that he will protect Brother Hao well in the future so that he can live a good life.
Chapter completed!