Feng Xi stood on the altar and took a quick look and found that the clan members were all dressed up carefully today.
The original messy and dirty animal clothes were gone, replaced by various animal skin clothes.
These are all the results of the continuous "hunting" by the people of Li and others since this sacrifice. They are animal clothing made by the tribe's tribesmen who are skilled in making clothes.
They selected the best fursuits among them just to keep them on this day.
Not only that, every member of the tribe seemed to have washed themselves seriously today. They were no longer short of water, and even their hair became clean.
It is also covered with various bone ornaments, and the bells ring when you move around.
Every clan member gathered around the altar with excitement.
They are extremely looking forward to the divine envoy leading them to hold a sacred sacrifice that is different from the past!
It rained heavily.
The heavy downpour fell on their bodies and wet their carefully dressed hair and clothes, but it did not affect their mood at all.
They raised their heads and looked at Feng Xi, who was standing quietly on the altar, their eyes filled with surging reverence and faith.
"Xi!"
At this time, Hua Xu stood under the altar, with fiery red bird feathers still on her head, and wearing a red animal clothing. From a distance, it looked like a burning flame.
Like the other tribesmen, she also looked up at Feng Xi on the altar.
This time the tribal fire sacrifice was not presided over by her as before. She broke the tribe's past practice and entrusted the right of sacrifice to Feng Xi.
Hua Xu knew that at this time, Feng Gun, no one was more suitable for this sacrifice than Feng Xi!
The messenger of the gods carries the will of the gods. He is more suitable than himself as the leader to lead the tribe to hold this sacred sacrifice!
Looking at the clan members gathering below, no one was absent. Even the newly born child was held by their mother and participated at Feng Xi's request.
No one questioned Feng Xi's behavior. The tribe's ancestral system had no meaning in front of him.
This is the will of God!
Feng Xi's eyes glanced at the quiet and well-behaved Xi beside the altar. He paused for a moment, then passed over, and finally looked at Hua Xu.
Hua Xu nodded slightly when he saw this.
Feng Xi smiled back. He withdrew his last gaze, glanced at the clansmen below, calmed down, and looked up at the gloomy and dim sky.
His eyes seemed to span time and space, and he saw the leaders and guardians who worked hard to fight against heaven and earth, and against disasters.
At this moment, he didn't seem to be alone. Figures adhering to protection and inheritance seemed to be standing behind him at this moment, making infinite pride rise in his heart.
"The seeds of inheritance will be planted today!"
"Civilization will take root and sprout today!"
This will be a witch festival!
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"Festival!"
As Feng Xi's words fell, everyone held their breath.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of heavy footsteps trampling on the watery soil suddenly sounded not far from the altar.
I saw six tribesmen dressed in tattered animal clothes, with the power of various animal fangs hanging around their necks and similarly dressed, walking over.
They are the only tribesmen in Feng Gun who are not "carefully dressed". Under the torn animal clothes, you can vaguely see the scars on their bodies. These are the marks left by the beasts on their bodies during hunting time and time again. They are the signs of their struggle to survive in the wilderness. Medal!
At this time, they were carrying a recently dead beast on their shoulders.
This is the only tamed beast in the tribe.
Unlike the previous fire sacrifices, Feng Xi did not require the tribesmen to hunt and kill animals for sacrifice, but instead selected a beast raised by the tribe as a sacrifice.
He did not completely overturn the tribe's sacrificial tradition. Even though the sacred fire revered as a "god" is a human fire.
The meaning of sacrifice in the eyes of Feng Xi and all the tribesmen is still sacred!
When Feng Xi asked Li to choose one of the beasts raised by the tribe as a sacrifice, he almost did not hesitate to carry out the big beast he had raised.
However, in Li's opinion, only this beast is qualified to be used as a sacrifice for the god's fire sacrifice.
Li Li and several tribesmen looked solemn, raised their heads high, and took heavy and firm steps.
After carrying the beast as a sacrifice onto the altar, they walked down without stopping.
Like other tribesmen, they stood under the altar and quietly waited for the fire ceremony to begin.
Feng Xi looked at the beast on the altar, took a deep breath, folded his hands on his chest, as if praying, and closed his eyes!
At the same time, Feng Xi's body did not stop moving. He began to take steps and walked around the sacrifice.
The steps moved step by step on the stage, with a mysterious rhythm, and the body began to twist along with it.
He raised his hands as if to hold something.
I saw a faint red flame light starting to rise up from Feng Xi's body, turning into a fire garment and covering him.
From a distance, it looks like a burning flame!
Witch dance!
This witchcraft originates from the tribe's dance to worship the gods. For the first time, it appears in front of the people of the Fenggun tribe.
