Chapter 1012 Opening the Forum

Brother Eighteen spent five days building a 100-foot-high altar in the ruins. Fu Siyuan and the other two people who went hunting in Xianlong Mountain also returned with full loads. They caused such a big fight, except for Fu Shiyi and others who were refining alchemy in seclusion. , the rest including Fu Zhihong also came to the ruins after hearing the news.

Hundreds of thousands of mortals.

Three days ago, preparations for the sacrifices began at home.

On the day when the altar was opened, the rooster crowed for the first time, so they dragged their families, men, women, old and young together to the location where the lightning curse was broken that day, consciously rearranged themselves into the original formation, and placed the sacrifices. For mortals, they are used to worshiping the Star God every day. Without the Star God Temple, they feel that their daily life has lost a little strength.

Fu Zhihong glanced at the densely packed tribesmen.

Frowning slightly.

He glanced at Brother Fu Sishang standing aside:

"What's going on?"

"Who gave the order for the tribe to come to worship?"

During this period of time, Fu Zhihong has been busy rebuilding the clan territory. At the same time, he has begun preparations for the Battle of Million Mountains and opening a store in Jueling Canyon. In addition, the injuries on his body have not yet healed. It can be said that he wishes he could be divided into two halves. He was so busy that Fu Nuolan didn't pay attention to what he wanted to do.

"Report to the Patriarch"

"When the altar was built ten feet high, the tribesmen saw it and found out that today Nuo Lan was going to find a way to find the Star God Altar. This... we didn't give them an order, they came here on their own initiative."

"You mean that girl Naolan wants to start a ritual?"

Fu Zhihong frowned.

Fu Nuolan has just started reading "Star God Mysterious Scripture", so how can he communicate with the Star God.

So much fanfare.

If it ends up being fruitless.

Wouldn’t it disappoint the wounded hearts of hundreds of thousands of people again?

"It's just nonsense!"

"How old is Luan Lan? She's less than fourteen years old. She's ignorant and yet you guys are fooling around too!"

Although the Starlight Wood is a first-level spiritual wood and cannot be sold for much in the market, the hundred-foot-tall Starlight Wood is worth at least dozens of spiritual stones. There are even nightshade beasts arranged in a sacrificial array. The third-level ones have captured thirty-six of them. If the nightshade beast's horns are damaged during the practice, the clan will lose more than a thousand spiritual stones!

"Where is Luan Lan?"

Fu Zhihong was furious.

In his memory.

Fu Nuolan is still a brat who chases Uncle Ten and wants to eat spiritual fruits.

I learned that Nuo Lan was in Sanniang’s yard.

He disappeared in a flash, and a few breaths later, he appeared on the top of the mountain, and rushed into Sanniang's yard. Sanniang had just fed Fu Silei, and when she saw Fu Zhihong's face, she immediately knew What was going on? He quickly dragged Fu Zhihong to his room, closed the door, and then explained in a low voice:

"patriarch"

"This thing didn't feel reliable at first."

"but"

"I observed carefully for a few days and found that the saint seemed to be able to understand what Nu Lan said and could also respond. It seemed that the saint agreed with Nu Lan's method of opening the altar, so I thought about letting her give it a try. You were not informed of this.”

"You mean, the saint gave permission?"

When Fu Zhihong saw Sanniang nodded affirmatively, his frown slowly relaxed. Among the Fu family, Fu Zhihong had never doubted Sanniang's words. He pondered for a while, said no more objections, and calmly obeyed. Coming out of the house, he flashed and returned to the ruins at the foot of the mountain.

but.

This time.

But he was flying above hundreds of thousands of clan members.