Sochurobu!
As one of the eight most prominent clans in the Qing Dynasty, although some direct descendants live in Shengjing City, most of them live outside Shengjing City.
They lived in groups and led the tribesmen under their command, forming an important town to guard the city of Shengjing.
Similarly, there are the other seven major clans.
Looking down from a high altitude, these eight prominent clans are arranged in all directions, like a huge Bagua array, firmly protecting Shengjing City in it.
I don’t know if it was an accidental coincidence or if it was intentional.
At this moment, inside the Sochuroluo Department, a medium-sized sacrificial ceremony was going on.
Night falls and the lights are bright.
Balls of fire lit up in the square in front of the temple, illuminating the place like daylight. The huge statue of the ancestor god of their tribe, Suochuluozu, could be clearly seen!
The golden body is dazzling and lifelike, with a strong back and strong waist, a strong temperament, and full of majesty, which makes people dare not look directly.
"Great Ancestral God, you are sacred, lofty, powerful and wise, walking in heaven and earth, protecting your descendants..."
"Great Ancestor God, may your incense and power last forever!"
As a tribal elder, Yingkui was at the top of the list. Under the arrangement of the temple priest, the ceremony was conducted. A group of Sochuro people knelt under the altar with solemn and respectful expressions.
"Come here, bring the sacrifice!"
At this time, the human sacrifices were also driven onto the altar. They were clearly a group of Han people.
"Spare me, don't kill me!"
"Please let me go, I still have an elderly mother to take care of at home..."
"You Tatars, you will die badly..."
Cries for mercy and curses kept ringing out.
However, for the Sochuro people, the shouts of these people did not arouse any sympathy from them. Instead, they were overjoyed that these human sacrifices that were about to be sacrificed to the ancestor gods were so energetic!
Soon, the group of Han people were driven to the altar.
Buzz!
The invisible divine power enveloped them, and the group of people fell to their knees involuntarily.
"Great ancestor, please enjoy our sacrifices!"
Elder Yingkui said loudly.
boom!
In an instant, sea-like divine power was suddenly released from the statue and landed heavily on the altar. Thousands of people on the altar were crushed into blood mist in an instant!
The altar was dyed blood red in an instant!
In the blood water, you can faintly feel the wails and cries. It seems that the dead people and their souls have been integrated into the blood water, and are slowly absorbed by the statue!
Gurgling gurgling.
As the blood gathered and flowed, it continued to spread. Soon, the huge statue was dyed blood red, and the radiance emanating from the statue became stronger and stronger at this moment!
Uh-huh!
When the blood was sucked away and the statue returned to golden color, the statue actually opened its eyes!
His golden eyes were reflected in everyone present, and he raised a hand. In an instant, the divine light centered on him and suddenly spread to the surroundings, covering all the clan members outside the altar!
Boom boom boom!
In the crowd, many people sat down cross-legged in the blink of an eye, feeling blessed. Afterwards, their powers achieved breakthroughs one after another, and the divine patterns on some people's bodies were successfully formed!
Even if there is no breakthrough, the divine light on the body is a bit stronger!
This represents the blessing of the ancestors and gods!
Especially since the two have the same bloodline, the power gained from sacrifices is blessed by the ancestor gods in their bloodline, making it easier for them to control and use it!
This is also the reason why the eight major clans are prominent.
Others may only be able to gain power by worshiping shamanic gods, but they can add an extra layer of power obtained from their ancestor gods to this extent!
Moreover, compared to worshiping other gods, worshiping tribal ancestor gods requires fewer sacrifices and gives more power.
This is also the foundation of the ancestor gods.
After all, the ancestor gods are more dependent on the support of blood descendants and tribes. The stronger the blood descendants and tribes are, the more they will receive, and sometimes they will even give blessings regardless of the cost.
Natural gods and functional gods have wider sources of sacrifices, so if you want to support them, you will undoubtedly need more sacrifices, and their blessings will be a little stingy.
Soon, the ceremony ended.
Elder Yingkui also received a reward from his subordinates: "With this sacrifice, forty-three tribal warriors achieved breakthroughs, and eight more divinely chosen warriors were added who successfully condensed the divine patterns!"
"good."
Yingkui nodded, unable to hide the smile on his face.
The God-chosen warrior is the cornerstone of the true strength of the tribe. After condensing a divine pattern, it will continue to be completed with subsequent sacrifices. If it can be completely completed, then there will be a chance to become Batulu!
And Batulu has truly become the pillar of the tribe!
As for the title of Baturu, it is almost the same as the living body of the ancestor god. Once it is achieved, the benefits to the tribe will undoubtedly be huge, and it can often gain more benefits for the tribe in all aspects!
After checking the roster in detail, Yingkui said, "It seems that the quality of the Han people plundered from the border this time is good! Unfortunately, the Ming Dynasty went on an expedition, and it will not be easy to fish in troubled waters like before!"
"What the elder said is true, but we will have a large number of prisoners of war next, right?"
The person below said with a smile.
"Hahaha!"
Ying Kui nodded with a smile, "That's right! When the two Baylor go to war, they will definitely kill the Ming army without leaving a single piece of armor behind. After all, the leader this time is Daishan Baylor, who is titled Gu Yingbatulu!"
"In front of the cavalry he leads, Akito is just a bunch of two-legged sheep!"
"Two-legged sheep?"
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from above the head.
"who?"
Yingkui was startled, and just as he was about to raise his head, one foot stepped down on him, pressing his head into his chest. Both legs were broken and smashed to the ground!
Then, it exploded into pieces of flesh and blood.
And the group of people around him were suddenly pierced by the splashing flesh and blood. They all fell to the ground wailing, bleeding all over their bodies, and they were about to die!
For a moment, everyone around the altar was completely dead!
"Who dares to hurt my blood descendants!"
On the altar, the huge statue suddenly shook.
At this time, Yang Fan slowly retracted his foot, looked at Ying Kui's dead body, raised his head with an indifferent expression, and looked at the statue of the ancestor god Sochu Luo in front of him.
At the same time, the qi and blood in the body are still vibrating.
He felt the wailing clan blood in his body, and the souls of the dead Han people were on this altar.
This made Yang Fan's expression become even more indifferent, and his figure slowly expanded and enlarged. A body with gnarled muscles and muscles that looked like a giant man gradually appeared in front of Ancestral God Suo Chuo Luo.
"Anyone stained with the blood of our clan will be punished!"
His cold voice was like an order, which made Ancestor God Suo Chuoluo feel an instinctive chill in his heart!
