Peach Blossom Island.

In the center, a huge altar sits.

On the altar, a woman in coarse linen clothes stood quietly.

On a full moon night, people from the Baiyue tribe came from all directions one after another.

On the day of sacrifice, all Baiyue tribe members will gather at the altar and pray devoutly.

The time is coming.

east.

With everyone's attention, the young man stepped forward.

Above the nine heavens, the bright moon hangs high, so dazzling.

Behind them, four elders of the Baiyue Clan followed and came to the altar together.

Under the eyes of everyone.

The young man saluted and immediately climbed onto the altar.

The bright moon shone down on the cold ground, and the statue of the moon god was surrounded by white light, showing its extraordinary divinity.

Worshiped by the Baiyue tribe for thousands of years, the statue of the Moon God seems to have become spiritual, with a peaceful face and a lifelike appearance.

"bye!"

The High Priest of the Baiyue Clan was the leader, and everyone saluted in unison. Thousands of years of faith had never changed.

Just like the previous prayers, it was quiet and pious.

On the statue of the Moon God, the divine light filled the air and enveloped all the Baiyue people.

The miracle of the moon feeds the people who worship devoutly.

Among the countless places of faith in the world, there is no doubt that the Baiyue Clan’s sacrifices are the simplest.

There is not even the process of killing pigs and sheep for worship, but only devout prayers for good after work.

Perhaps, true faith and sincerity do not require so much superficial effort.

If he is a compassionate god, why would he need human money, cattle and sheep?

Those who really need these are always greedy swindlers who use faith to fool believers.

Liars are hateful, believers are miserable.

In front of the quiet altar, all the Baiyue people are praying devoutly. They believe that there is a god in the moon, and sincerity brings spirituality.

On the altar, Li Ziye also closed his hands and prayed with his eyes closed.

Pray for the safety of my family, pray for my friends to be well, pray for him to marry a wife soon...

Li Ziye's wish list is very long. It takes half an hour to complete. Even if he is sincere, it may be difficult to realize it.

The human heart is not like a snake swallowing an elephant. If the moon god had a spirit, he would probably hope that Li Gouzi could become a human being.

It was a very simple ceremony. After half an hour, each Baiyue tribesman opened his eyes and looked at the young man on the altar.

They knew that today, the 27th generation of high priests would appear in the Baiyue Clan.

The Baiyue Clan has a long history and has been passed down for thousands of years. Each generation of high priests has dedicated their lives to protecting the people of the tribe.

For the Baiyue Clan, the candidate for the high priest is extremely important, so it must pass the test of the contemporary high priest and the four elders before he can successfully take over.

The process was difficult, but when it came time to announce the results, it was very simple.

Under the gaze of everyone, the high priest of the Baiyue Clan raised his hand, the bright white moonlight flourished, and a moon stone with astonishing divinity appeared. In an instant, a terrifying pressure filled the air, as if the moon god had come in person.

"Leave it to you."

The high priest of the Baiyue Clan looked at the young man in front of him and said calmly, "Take the object and bear its weight."

"Um."

Li Ziye nodded and took the White Moon Stone.

In an instant, the sacred stone trembled, and the heaven and earth resonated.

"Meet the high priest."

In front of the altar, the Baiyue clan members, including the four elders, saluted respectfully and said in unison.

This moment.

Li Ziye looked at the thousands of Baiyue people in front of the altar and felt a burden he had never felt before.

Inheritance is not just about the sacred stone, but also the future of countless people of the entire Baiyue clan.

"There is one more thing."

The High Priest of the Baiyue Clan whispered something, held his left hand in the air, the void stirred, and an ancient divine bow appeared.

"No one has been able to draw this Moon God Bow for hundreds of years. I can only leave it to you to find the owner of the Moon God Bow."

The high priest of the Baiyue Clan handed over the divine bow and said seriously.

"Um!"

Li Ziye nodded again and took the divine bow with both hands.

The Moon God Bow is black in color and engraved with runes. It is ancient and mysterious.

The origin of the Moon God Bow, like the White Moon God Stone, is unknown to anyone. After thousands of years of inheritance, much of the history has been wiped out in the long river of time.

With everyone's attention, the two most important treasures of the Baiyue Clan were inherited, and the ceremony ended.

So simple.

"Everyone, please go back. Xiao Ziye and I will explain something."

The high priest of the Baiyue Clan glanced at the people in front of the altar and said calmly.

"yes!"

The Baiyue people accepted the order in unison and left one after another.

The four elders have also left. Their mission is over and they can finally be clean for a few days.

After everyone left, at the altar, Li Ziye looked at the moon stone in his left hand, and then at the Moon God Bow in his right hand.

Then, he made an amazing move.

"High Priest, help me get it."

Li Ziye placed the moonstone in the hand of the woman in front of him.

The high priest of the Baiyue Clan looked stunned, not knowing why.

"Look at me Hou Yi shooting the sun!"

On the altar, Li Ziye, who had his hands free, shouted loudly, bent his bow and pulled the string, aiming at Jiutian Hanyue.

"oops!"

Unexpectedly, the Moon God's bow did not move at all. Li Ziye lost his balance and fell backwards, falling onto the altar with a thud.

"..."

The high priest of the Baiyue Clan had a dark look on his face when he saw this.

Not far away, Banyue, who was still waiting for someone, turned away, feeling extremely embarrassed.

How could she pick up such a fool!

On the altar, Li Ziye got up in embarrassment, rubbed the back of his head, and looked aggrieved.

It's swollen.

He was the son of destiny, but he really couldn't draw the bow of the moon.

Could it be that there is anyone more cunning than him, the son of destiny, in the world?

"Okay, little guy, stop making trouble, I have something else to tell you."

The high priest of the Baiyue tribe looked at the unreliable young man in front of him and said helplessly.

"And baby?"

Li Ziye asked curiously.

"No."

The high priest of the Baiyue Clan said angrily, "Didn't you realize that this Moon God Bow only has a bow and no arrows?"

"It's true."

Only then did Li Ziye react and asked doubtfully, "Where's the arrow?"

"I need you to cast it."

The high priest of the Baiyue tribe said seriously, "And this moon stone is the material for making arrows."
To be continued...