"Worship the Father God?"

When Miss Houtu heard Wu Chu's proposal, she was stunned and stopped enjoying the food. Qingqiuli, who was accompanying her, silently pricked up her ears.

Speaking of which, although their witch tribe has always treated Pangu as the father god, they have never had any sacrificial activities for him.

It’s not that they don’t want to, but because they never thought about this.

In the prehistoric times of this period, there are no sacrificial activities at all.

Even if the three tribes worshipped the way of heaven when they established their clans, there was only one time, and there was no sacrifice to the way of heaven every year, let alone worshiping other great gods.

Therefore, when Wu Chu proposed this matter, Hou Tu was stunned for a while and felt that what Wu Chu said made sense, so he nodded and agreed.

Qingqiuli was a little strange. After drinking the divine spirit wine, he asked, "Achu, why did you suddenly think of letting the Houtu sister and their tribe sacrifice the great god Pangu?"

When Miss Houtu heard this, she couldn't help looking at Wu Chu curiously.

Wu Chu coughed lightly and said, "I think so. Didn't Sister Houtu treat the great god Pangu as a father god, and also teach the tribe witches like this? It's always a bit unsovereign to talk about it just by talking about it. So I thought, is there any way to make the great god Pangu's status in everyone's mind more sacred?"

Qingqiuli raised her eyebrows, "So you thought of this sacrificial activity?"

Wu Chu nodded, "What I thought of first was that the three tribes were founded to pay homage to heaven and earth, and then I thought, what if we replaced heaven and earth with the great god Pangu?"

Miss Houtu nodded, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this method was good.

So Wu Chu took out a complete set of various sacrificial processes that Yibao sorted out for him, from sacrificial tools to sacrificial gifts, from sacrificial rituals to sacrificial texts...

When Miss Houtu saw Wu Chu take out these, she was a little stunned, and then she couldn't help but look at Wu Chu with some emotion, her eyes full of water and gentleness. The sour smell when she saw Qingqiuli coming with his arm before was gone.

Qingqiuli, who originally wanted to show her own merit gold wheel, suddenly lost interest after seeing Miss Houtu's appearance.

It is also not necessary to take out the golden wheel of merit and show your eyes after you come out.

Wu Chu didn't care about this, so he asked Miss Houtu to find the masons and carpenters in the clan and distributed the drawings of the sacrificial tools used for the sacrifice.

First, an altar must be made.

"Which day does my sister want to hold this sacrificial ceremony?"

While talking to the witch craftsmen, Wu Chu turned his head and asked Miss Houtu.

Hou Tu was stunned for a moment, frowned and pondered for a while, and said, "Let's just go to the end of autumn and early winter, after the harvest is over! The sacrifice ceremony is over, and the magical power competition and the spring hunting competition will be held."

Wu Chu smiled and said, "Or you can change spring hunting to winter hunting in the future, which can also increase the difficulty of hunting for players."

As for the dangers brought by the weather, this is almost impossible to defeat the witch warriors.

These witches have all their abilities. Even the women and children in the clan have some magical powers, not to mention the warriors participating in the hunting competition.

Yu, who participated in the meeting, shook his head and smiled: "If it was winter hunting, it would be fine, but the prey in winter was reduced, which felt a bit wasteful of energy."

Wu Chu glanced at him and smiled and said, "That's better than letting those warriors do nothing in the clan and playing mahjong to fight ferocious beasts all day!"

Speaking of this, it seemed as if it had poked Yu's pain point, so he nodded quickly.

Although Yi has not abandoned his practice now, the first archer and first mahjong hand of the Houtu tribe still makes Yu, the old father, feel dull.

Houtu nodded and said, "In this way, that day was set. It's still summer and there is still some time before late autumn, which is enough for everyone to prepare everything for this sacrificial activity."

So, in the next period of time, Wu Chu lived in the Houtu Tribe and moved into the courtyard of Miss Houtu.

Walking in the Houtu tribe, although many strong witches who look like King Kong and Barbie look at him, because they either follow Miss Houtu or Fox Ancestor Qingqiuli, the witches have no chance to slap him.

Of course, what Wu Chu hoped is that Miss Houtu would beat him and then carry him back to the yard to do something indescribable. Unfortunately, Miss Houtu seemed very shy.

When Yi and Kua returned from hunting, Wu Chu had no chance of being knocked and slapped. These two guys pestered him without any trouble, as if they hadn't taken all the snacks hidden on him, and they didn't give up.

If it weren't for the fact that after returning to Miss Houtu's yard, these two people were kicked out by the merciless young lady, Wu Chu would have been very quiet.

At the end of summer, the autumn harvest approached, and the Houtu tribe welcomed another eleven ancestor witches.

The reason why these eleven people came together is very simple. How could they not be present for such a big thing as sacrificing their Father God? While they came to worship together, they could also observe it. When they returned, they could also sacrifice in their own tribes.

Finally, time has come to late autumn.

The entire tribe has become lively because of this sacrificial activity.

Outside the Houtu Tribe, an altar of 999 feet high was all made of black stones. In the middle of the top of the altar, a statue stood 999 feet high. The giant stepped on a lotus, held a giant axe, stood up to the sky and the earth, with a blurred face. It was the statue of Pangu that Wu Chu asked them to carve.

The twelve ancestor witches were wearing robes of various colors and holding huge incense in their hands. They led the clan witches holding various sacrifices to slowly climb to the tall altar.

After reaching the top of the altar, the twelve ancestor witches lit a huge incense and worshiped the huge statue. Then they inserted the incense into the huge incense burner in front of the statue, and the other witches placed the sacrifices on the altar in front of the statue.

Then, Yu read the sacrificial text, and the format of the sacrificial text is a bit like the "Nine Songs" written by Qu Yuan. Of course, Wu Chu was not that educated. These were pieced together by Yibao and prepared for him, such as "holding a giant axe and stepping on the divine lotus, breaking the chaos and supporting the world."

First, I praised the great master Pangu, and then commemorated him.

As the sacrificial text was read, the golden light of Taoist merit suddenly broke through the sky.

When he saw this scene, Wu Chu was actually a little surprised. Although only part of the golden light of merit fell on him, it brought him some unexpected joy.

Originally, he thought he would not have any merit, after all, all three tribes had done sacrifices. But now... this made Wu Chu somewhat confused.
Chapter completed!