According to the past traditions of Miaojiang, if a powerful sacrificial sacrificial dying is a major event and must be handled solemnly.

However, this time the affairs of the high priest were more important than others. Because Magu died, people could not contact him, so Yang Wenkun and the elders could only deal with it urgently and then bury him after the high priest ceremony was over.

The elders of the Yang family did not explicitly explain the secret technique Magu used last, and the blood mist spilled was full of poison.

They just burned all these poisons. The people of Miaojiang knew it well and would not say it casually. Smart people could figure it out.

Only if you don’t know anything about this can you guess it.

Some of the media outside the bridge had not left yet. When they were using the toilet in the middle of the night, they saw fires rising from the sky on the hillside, so they quickly called the firefighter.

As a result, several fire trucks came, and they were sent away by Yang Wenkun, saying that it was just a sacrificial fire, so there was no need to make a fuss.

The fire truck left, and some media people also felt that it was a false alarm, but some people thought something was strange. They turned their eyes and wanted to find a way to sneak into the village to find out, but they were all stopped.

Early in the morning, after Zhou Tian had breakfast, Yang Ling came over. She was wearing a different outfit than usual, and it turned out to be colorful. The silver jewelry on her body was also replaced, especially the silver jewelry on her head, which was even more complex and gorgeous. There was also a large ox-horned silver jewelry carved with a picture of the phoenix flying, which was worn high above her head.

Zhou Tian changed into the clothes that Yang Ling took the day before.

The black short-clad cloth is squinted with colorful patterns on the edges. It looks like animals and words when you look closely.

Straight trousers, pattern with edge patterns.

There is a long vermilion gown with black edges and rolled gold patterns without buttons.

There is also a very special headdress that only Miao wizards or high priests wear.

The men in Miaojiang basically wrap their heads with cloth strips, and Zhou Tian actually has a lot of silver jewelry. Although they are not as gorgeous and cumbersome as Yang Ling wears, they look very exquisite.

The disc headband is carved with flowers of people, birds, beasts, and drooping water-shaped decorations, with sun patterns protruding upwards on it.

Zhou Tian took it in his hand and looked at it. He always felt that it would be weird to wear it, but Yang Ling walked up and said, "Sit down, I'll help you wear it!"

Zhou Tian couldn't do so, so he had to sit on the chair. Yang Ling carefully put the headdress on Zhou Tian and straightened it.

"Okay!" Yang Ling took a step back and looked very respectful. Zhou Tian glanced at her, stood up and walked to the bathroom mirror.

A man appeared in the bathroom mirror, wearing solemn priestly clothes and gorgeous headdresses, and his whole person suddenly became different.

Zhou Tian couldn't help but be stunned and looked at himself in the mirror carefully.

Dignified, serious, and a silly look as if he is a superior.

Not only did I sigh in my heart, what should come will always come.

A knock came from the door, "Are you ready?" The voice of the Great Elder came.

Yang Ling hurried over and opened the door, "It's ready!"

The Great Elder walked in and saw Zhou Tian coming out of the bathroom. He was shocked and hurriedly bowed, "I've seen the High Priest!"

"Great Elder!" Zhou Tian quickly stepped forward and helped him up, "There is no need to do this to me. I am not a high priest yet!"

The elder shook his head, "Wear this outfit, no one will doubt it anymore!"

Zhou Tian felt strange, why did the Great Elder say that?

"This outfit is the clothing of high priests of all generations. Only when a real high priest wears it will be so majestic. Others..." He shook his head again, "No!"

Zhou Tian was a little confused about what the majestic expression he said was, but he was clearly smiling!

"Is the time here? Let's go!" Zhou Tian said.

The elder took a step back and bent down slightly to make the request, "Please!"

Zhou Tian couldn't, so he could only walk out of the room first, and Yang Ling and the Great Elder followed behind. Zhou Tian did not meet anyone else in the building, and thought that they had been invited to the place to go to prepare for the ceremony.

After Zhou Tian walked out of the wooden building gate, he saw many people standing outside the door. Strangely, although many of them were also wearing ethnic costumes, they were obviously different from the Miao village in the Yang family.

"This is the leader of the Miao people in Qian Province!" Yang Wenkun stepped forward to introduce to Zhou Tian.

A man in his sixties in his 60s stood up. He was wearing blue and black-edged clothes, with a black cloth wrapped around his head, and a horn was spent on it. He bowed to Zhou Tian, ​​and Zhou Tian nodded.

"This is a Miao leader from Hunan Province!" Another person was wearing similar clothes, but he was wearing an animal leather waistcoat, with a black cloth wrapped around his head, and a red line, bowing to Zhou Tianshen.

"There are also leaders from other places!" Yang Wenkun pointed to the person behind them and introduced him to Zhou Tian. Similarly, Zhou Tian was also given a gift from them.

Zhou Tian nodded slightly at these excited heads of tribes.

Yang Wenkun said: "Although the Jiuli tribe is widely distributed, it is the same as the same qi and the same ancestor, and the high priests are also owned by every tribe! They all came to attend the priest ceremony overnight last night!"

The great elder said, "Let's go over!" He made a gesture to the left, and Zhou Tian walked over there.

Zhou Tian didn't take this matter very seriously, but at this moment, a subtle feeling suddenly arises in his heart.

It turned out to be a feeling I had never had before, it was the feeling of standing on a high mountain overlooking all living beings.

Zhou Tian consciously let his majesty be emitted. The elder and Yang Wenkun who were following him felt the strongest, and subconsciously took a half-step back and followed Zhou Tian with Yang Ling.

The high priest wooden building itself is the highest point of the Miao village, but after turning up the path from the left, Zhou Tian found that behind the wooden building, both sides of the path were filled with people.

These people bowed deeply when Zhou Tian passed by, put their hands on their chests, and the sound of horns came out melodiously from a point above.

Bypassing a flower and green tree, it turned out to be a temple that appeared in front of everyone.

The temple is not big, with plaques of the Temple of Heaven hanging on it.

The horn trumpets at the door were blowing vigorously. The girl dressed in dresses on both sides held a tray with various chicken, duck, fish, and fruits on it, and red silk ribbons were pressed under the plate.

There was an incense table at the entrance of the Temple of Heaven, and there were two big drums on both sides. Two strong men took turns to beat the drumsticks slowly. The sound of dong dong gradually rose, and the reed sheng was joyful.

Zhou Tian walked closer, and the Great Elder took three incense sticks from the side and lit them, and handed them to Zhou Tian. Zhou Tian took them over and walked around the field according to the way the Great Elder taught him before, raised them over his head, bowed to the Temple of Heaven, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Suddenly, two teams of boys and girls ran out from behind and danced together with classical music.

The dance I danced this time was different from what Zhou Tian and the others saw when they first arrived. There were people from all regions, but the dance steps were the same. The young man playing the Lusheng also joined in, playing and dancing.

This is a sacrifice to heaven.

Several elderly women stood up behind and sang loudly. The lyrics were not understood, but the songs were loud and loud.

"Here!" The great elder made another gesture to Zhou Tian as an inviting him to the Temple of Heaven. This time, the head of each tribe, Yang Wenkun and the elders followed Zhou Tian into the Temple of Heaven.

The singing and dancing outside continued, and the drum beats were accelerating.

In the Temple of Heaven, a tall figure stood in the center. Zhou Tian looked up and found that it was exactly the same as the monster that appeared in his mind when he was watching the Yang family jade bi in the museum.

No wonder Yang Wenkun was so excited and sure that Zhou Tian was the high priest.

On the altar in front of the statue of the god, there was the jade bi that Zhou Tian had seen, and there were two different candles, red and yellow, on both sides. The gold-burned patterns on the candles had been lit, and there was an indescribable fragrance in the temple of the gods.

Suddenly, Zhou Tian's expression moved, and he looked down at his wrist. The little green snake suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the statue of the god, and then he spitted a few letters at Zhou Tian as if he was about to say something.

"Please!" The elder brought a big bowl with white wine.

Zhou Tian knew that this path was the most critical step to verify whether he was a high priest - communicating with the god of heaven.

There was also a sharp knife on the tray. Zhou Tian picked it up and stroked it on his fingers. The blood beads suddenly came out and dripped into the wine bowl.

The little snake suddenly sucked the blood beads on Zhou Tian's finger, and then it reappeared into a bracelet as if it was very satisfied.

The Great Elder said a passage in a language that Zhou Tian couldn't understand, and then poured wine with Zhou Tian's blood on the jade bi.

Zhou Tian looked over and saw a strange phenomenon in the jade bi. The white wine slid from above to the table. Only his blood actually broke away from the fusion of the white wine and stayed on the jade bi, and then was absorbed by the jade bi to the naked eye.

With a "boom", Zhou Tian suddenly exploded in his mind. The sudden roar made him subconsciously hold his forehead, and then a picture appeared.

The monster I had seen before, that is, a person who was exactly the same as the gods worshipped in the Temple of Heaven appeared.

This time, it was not a scene of standing in front of eighty-one same people looking up at the sky, but a bloody battle.

The picture is no longer still, but the swords are clanging and the soldiers are shouting in the battlefield.

The god of heaven held a big knife in his hand, with a straight blade on his hand, and there were blood grooves on both sides. With one knife, the enemy immediately turned into blood mist and was absorbed and destroyed by the blade.

Behind him were the eighty-one people, each with high martial arts skills and brave combat. Above the battlefield, there were thin red clouds that were a bit like flags floating in the wind.

The picture was extremely tragic and anxious. A phoenix full of flame rushed over from behind the battlefield, leading the birds and beasts to join the battle.

The phoenix surrounds the gods, and the two sides cooperated extremely bravely, and finally killed all the enemies back.

Then, the picture suddenly turned, and the god stood on the high mountain on the battlefield overlooking the earth, and the phoenix flew around him.

The earth was full of people cheering for victory and enemies who would sleep forever. Zhou Tian saw clearly this time, all of them were demons and monsters who could not name them at all.

At the end of the picture, the god suddenly turned his head, as if he was staring at Zhou Tian. It was clearly the picture in his mind. Zhou Tian felt that he was looking at him, and a strong fighting spirit suddenly arose all over his body, and the Original Art also started to work.

The people present could not feel the scene in Zhou Tian’s mind, but they could see the changes in Zhou Tian’s appearance.

Just as the wine with Zhou Tian's blood poured onto the jade bi, Zhou Tian suddenly stopped moving and closed his eyes tightly.

None of them dared to make a sound, so they could only wait nervously.

Suddenly, they strongly felt Zhou Tian's body exuding infinite fighting spirit and pressure, which made them suffocate their breath, and their steps were staggered and pushed out of the Temple of Heaven by an invisible force.

Everyone outside the door was waiting for the result of whether the high priest was competent, and then they saw that the people who followed Zhou Tian in before staggered and fell out.

What's wrong with this?

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. The elder at the door was the first to react and kneel down with his head.

"The god is coming!" He shouted, his forehead touching the ground.

Everyone knelt down a large area. There were so many people on the scene, but no one dared to make any noise. Even the children holding them buried their heads in their mother's arms and did not dare to cry.

The head men and elders in front of them were filled with tears of excitement.

How many years have passed? The god finally came again. He did not forget these devout tribe members, and he came again to bring blessings to the Miao people!

They were very excited, but no one noticed Yang Ling.
Chapter completed!