The Huocheng people had extremely complicated expressions, Liuyan frowned and whispered to the city lord.
Everyone else looked at the man in his prime but with gray hair. The man is very similar to the Lord of Huocheng, but his mental appearance is completely incomparable. When he walks in front of his brother, he looks like the elder of the Lord of Huocheng.
Yan Mo explained a few words to Yuan Zhan and walked out, "What should I call you?"
"Huocheng disabled man, now a third-level blood warrior, Huo Yuntian." The man didn't hold Yan Mo too high, and he folded his hands in front of his chest and gave him a priestly ceremony of the Wucheng Temple. etiquette.
Yan Mo always respects me a bit, and I will definitely pay you back a bit, and return the same respect, "Jiuyuan Priest, Mo."
"Lord Mo Wu, do I want to swear now?" Huo Yuntian looked down at Yan Mo, he was tall, only slightly shorter than Yuan Zhan.
"Yuntian!" The Lord of Huocheng wanted to stop him.
Huo Yuntian turned his head, "I just want a chance, I know what you are going to say, even if I swear allegiance to Mo Wu, I will not do anything that is not good for Huocheng."
Huo Yuntian turned to look at Yan Mo again, "You don't know how to do it, do you?"
Yan Mo said solemnly: "If you swear allegiance to me, I will also swear that I will not force you to do anything that is not good for Huocheng."
"Okay, then it's settled!" Huo Yuntian took a deep breath, knelt down on one knee, put one hand on his heart, and solemnly swore: "God of Fire, I, Huo Yuntian swear by my fighting spirit, if Jiuyuan Priest Mo Wu can restore my injuries and give me hope of becoming stronger again. I am willing to serve him for 30 years and will never do anything against Jiu Yuan and Mo Wu, otherwise Vulcan will Take back the power he has given me and let me suffer for thirty years before I die."
At first, Yan Mo felt that Huo Yuntian was a bit cunning because of the addition of an oath to let him recover from his injuries, but after listening to this person's oath, he changed his mind. Only people who are struggling in pain know that death is not The most terrible punishment, Huo Yuntian did not hesitate to swear that if he broke his oath, he would make himself suffer for thirty years before he died. Ninety-nine percent of this person is sincere in his oath.
No matter what thoughts everyone had in mind at this time, they just looked at the two people in the open space in the circle.
Did the young priest exaggerate, whether he could really use the power of God to do such a miraculous thing, as long as he waited patiently, he would know the result sooner or later.
Luo Jue didn't even ask for time this time, he forgot, and everyone else seemed to have forgotten, even the Tucheng people didn't talk too much.
Er jerked his hips, and Lamo listened to him.
"Cough, um, I'm suddenly a little nervous."
Lamo Ling: "..." Can you stop getting so close to me if you are nervous
Yuan Zhan seems to be relaxed, but in fact he is concentrating on guarding his surroundings. Like Yan Mo, he doesn't believe in other people's protective power.
They had already expected that the whereabouts of the Fruit of Witch Luck would be leaked, which was why Yuan Zhan was in such a hurry to bring down Hessen. But even if they subdue all the sun-worshiping and pig clans, they cannot guarantee that the fruit of witch luck will not be leaked.
Later, when someone found the vicinity of Jiuyuan, Yan Mo guessed that someone might have known the birthplace of the fruit of Wu Yun, and inquired about the news from the Bairi tribe and other tribes, otherwise those people would not have found the vicinity of Jiuyuan, but should follow their The suspicious array that was set up at the beginning found the Dingyue tribe.
But maybe they have already found the Dingyue tribe. A tribe will develop desperately only when a strong enemy is watching. Five years ago, their weapons were only bronze, but now the metal ornaments on their bodies have changed colors.
Others can't see it, but Yan Mo can see at a glance that the Dingyue tribe has discovered iron ore!
Leaving aside the Ding Yue, Yan Mo began to arrange it after Huo Yuntian took the oath.
This time he took out the four braziers more carefully and put some hay in, this will have a better smoke effect, well, it also has a certain degree of hallucinogenic effect.
"Help me light the fire."
This pair of Huo Yuntian was nothing more than lifting a finger, and the four braziers quickly ignited green smoke.
What effect is the coolest to play
Of course it is the ritual dance!
Yan Mo felt that he had already lit up all his dancing skills. Ever since he learned the sacrificial dance, splitting, lowering his waist, and jumping were all nothing! Now he can bend himself back into a circle, and his legs are split at an angle of more than 180. Not only can he do things to himself, he can even perform surgery on his own chrysanthemum!
In addition, it doesn't matter how many degrees of a certain animal's happiness value has increased because of his newly activated skills.
Yan Mo took out the previously refined bone bells from his pocket, put them on his wrists and ankles, and held a small leather drum. He wants people to see how powerful the sacrificial dance is, but he can't make them realize that he is dancing a real sacrificial dance, so these sound props are very important-he didn't need them originally.
Yan Mo, who took off his coat, kicked off his shoes, and exposed an arm, said to Huo Yuntian, "Lie on the ground, lie flat, and relax."
Huo Yuntian complied.
"A Zhan, raise the stone bed."
As soon as Yan Mo's voice fell, everyone in the audience saw Huo Yuntian's body rising suddenly, and a stone bed made of gravel appeared under him.
The stone bed kept rising until it reached a position convenient for Yan Mo to operate.
Yan Mo looked at the height, nodded in satisfaction, and then took out twelve bone swords and inserted them into the ground upside down - he inserted them easily, naturally with Yuan Zhan's secret help.
Everyone didn't know what Yan Mo was going to do, but when they saw this arrangement that was higher than ordinary people, they didn't know what was going on.
When they saw Yan Mo suddenly jump on the tip of a bone sword, everyone gasped in unison.
Well, they have also seen witches perform witchcraft on fire, in poisonous insects, in any impossible environment, but stepping on a sharp knife, they really saw it for the first time!
Everyone present stood up as much as they could, just to see clearly.
There was a commotion.
Luo Jue scolded: "Shut up! This is a witch sacrifice. Priest Jiuyuan is borrowing the power of God, so don't make a sound, don't disturb!"
The uproar disappeared immediately. At this time, no one could bear the crime of destroying this witchcraft, and too many people were waiting for the result of this witchcraft.
Green smoke lingered in the open space, and Qingling's bone bell sounded faintly.
Yan Mo, who stood barefoot on the tip of the bone blade, slightly closed his eyelids, feeling the wind.
In order to let others see how much he paid with the naked eye, Yan Mo decided to put on a show. Thinking of the time when he only performed the sunflower once in kindergarten and stayed too long to laugh, Yan Mo lamented that people's potential is really unlimited.
The wind blew through the air, and the clothes sash fluttered, and the barefoot boy on the sharp blade beat lightly with the leather drum in his hand.
"Boom!"
It seemed that something was awakened, and the earth trembled.
The green smoke became more and more pervasive, and the boy suddenly started dancing on the sharp blade.
"Oh my god!" Someone covered his mouth.
It was also the first time that Yuan Zhan saw Yan Mo dance the sacrificial dance like this. Anyone who saw Yan Mo's frowning would know that he was worried.
The curse witch even muttered and scolded: "You are so stupid, don't your feet hurt? It hurts even when I look at it!" Master felt distressed.
Er Meng's sitting position changed to a kneeling position, and now La Mo Ling believes that this man is really nervous, because this man is holding his hand so tightly without realizing it.
Shu Yi licked his lips, and the desire in his eyes became even more intense.
Those lithe and stretched limbs, the belt and hem dancing with the wind, accompanied by the clear sound of bone bells, the young man seemed to be going away with the wind, being supported by an invisible force and rising slowly.
"Ring... ring..."
The air suddenly became fresh, and there seemed to be laughter in my ears.
Countless starlight flooded towards the boy during the day.
Every time the boy landed on the ground, he would step on a sharp edge, and most people couldn't help but sweat for him watching that thrilling action. Especially the women, several of them covered their eyes, but couldn't help but spread their fingers to peek.
Dangerous, brutal, and yet too beautiful to describe in words.
"God of the gods, please come to me and give me strength to relieve this person of all distress and all his illnesses."
"Boom!"
"Father God, please let strength surge in his body. Mother God, please let life flow into his body."
"Boom!"
The young man's chanting became longer and longer, but the ringing became more rapid, and the dancing body gradually became faster, with strands of blood dripping from the sharp blade.
"Mo Da!" Er Meng saw that he almost rushed out.
La Moling hugged him, "Don't mess around!"
Yuan Zhan raised his hand, and he also stood up. At first, he thought that the blood flowing from the sharp blade was Yan Mo's blood, and he was so distressed that he almost interrupted the sacrificial process, but soon the wind brought the smell of blood, and Yuan Zhan sniffed After sniffing, he calmly retracted the big foot he was about to take just now.
The curse witch is the least likely to be deceived. He knew that his apprentice was evil again when he heard the young man singing in the common language. Ever since Yan Mo danced a real sacrificial dance, he knew that the common language was useless. The witches recognized by the gods and spirits will automatically speak the ancient chant that only they can understand. It is the voice engraved in the soul, and only special people can understand and speak it.
And the actions of the Jiuyuan people have also fallen into the eyes of some caring people. Seeing their undisguised worry and anxiety, these people have become more and more convinced that this kind of witchcraft will be very costly, and even dangerous to witches.
"God!" screamed everywhere.
I saw the young priest suddenly leap to the sky, and then fell on his back, and below were twelve bone blades with sharp blades facing the sky!
Suddenly, some force supported the boy, the boy's body stopped in the air, and then, turning over, the boy landed on Huo Yuntian's stone bed, and slowly opened his eyes.
Huo Yuntian was awake from the beginning to the end, but he didn't dare to move. As he inhaled more and more smoke, he saw that a halo seemed to float around the boy's body, with colorful lights circulating in the sky, that boy was like a son of heaven. fell to him.
When others looked at the boy at this time, they felt that he seemed to be a different person after opening his eyes.
The young man put his hand on Huo Yuntian's forehead, and seemed to whisper something to him.
Huo Yuntian's eyes closed slowly.
In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be something shiny in the boy's hand, and the color of that thing was as dazzling as the sun.
The boy pierced the slender and sharp object into Huo Yuntian's body, his movements were very fast, and the smoke was too dense, no one could see his movements clearly.
Everyone could only vaguely see the young man's hands moving back and forth on Huo Yuntian's body. After that, the young man pulled out those sharp thorns and slapped Huo Yuntian's whole body vigorously instead.
The boy's movements became a little crazy, his expression was painful for a while, and peaceful for a while, as if something was competing with the boy for his body.
There was a sudden pause, "Pfft!" The young priest spat out a big mouthful of blood.
Many people took a step forward.
But the boy's eyes closed slowly again at this moment, and he found out from nowhere the skin drum that disappeared at some time, "Boom, boom, boom!"
The earth trembled again, and the air trembled slightly.
"Send... God..."
Everyone was stunned, and there seemed to be wind whispers in their ears.
The boy's body dangled on the sharp blade, as if he was about to fall.
A figure rushed out quickly, hugged the boy, and saved him from being hurt by the bone blade.
It was like a dream, and many people present seemed to have just woken up from a dream, "Mother God, what did I see just now?"
Someone let out a low cry, "I heard... I heard God's whisper... I really heard it!"
Some people were completely confused by the dancing figure of the young man, and felt that they would never forget that figure from now on.
And those warriors and priests with strong soul power felt endless shock, because of their strong soul power, so they felt more, just now was not a hallucination, they really heard and saw a strange scene.
Shu Yi took another step slowly, and slowly clenched his outstretched right hand.
Zhichun looked at him puzzled: "Shuyi, what's wrong with you? Have you been bewitched?"
Shu Yi pressed his heart, and said coldly, "I'm going to see the great witch."
The last time he went back, he couldn’t forget that boy. He went to see the big witch. The big witch said that he was tempted and gave him two beautiful slave girls, but it didn’t work. He still dreamed about that boy often. Years passed , just when he thought he could forget that person with great difficulty, that boy unexpectedly appeared in front of him again.
Even he still looks young and tender, as if the past few years have left no trace on him.
You really are an amazing witch, you just tempted me like this, and even made me go to your side even if I gave up my tribe.
Shu Yi licked his lips again. He wanted to tell his father that he would lead people to annex Jiuyuan, and then ask his father and the big witch to give him the little priest as a slave.
Yan Mo felt the hairs on his face explode a bit, he quietly opened his eyes a little, and asked with his mouth: How is the effect
Yuan Zhan wanted to bite him.
Yan Mo was relieved, it seemed that the effect was good.
Back at the seat, Yuan Zhan grabbed Yan Mo's feet to look at them. Yan Mo woke up in time, snatched his feet back, put on his underwear, and straightened his face.
Ermeng and Lamoling went to deal with the aftermath, Ermeng was responsible for pulling out the bone sword, and Lamoling held it.
Seeing Yan Mo's coat and shoes thrown on the ground, he quickly picked them up and sent them back to their seats.
Yuan Zhan grabbed the shoes, and personally served his own priest, putting the shoes on for him, while Yan Mo put on the coat himself.
La Moling sent back the bone sword, and Yan Mo put it all away.
Now everyone is looking at Huo Yuntian who is still lying flat on the stone platform.
Luo Jue was about to call someone over to check, when Huo Yuntian moved his body and sat up slowly.
"Huh—" Many people let out a sigh of relief, and they didn't know whether they were disappointed or grateful.
Huo Yuntian touched his face, and shook his palms several times, as if to make sure whether he was still alive.
The High Priest of Huocheng, Liuyan, couldn't hold back any longer, and asked quickly, "Yuntian, how do you feel?"
Huo Yuntian raised his head and jumped off the stone bed. He moved his body a few times, and a smile slowly appeared on his face, "I feel... very good, no, I've never felt so good before."
Luo Jue asked the question everyone was most concerned about: "Huo Yuntian, let me ask you, what level are you now?"
Huo Yuntian flipped his wrist, and a fireball appeared in his palm. The man's long-lost energy began to return, and his lifeless eyes also glowed, "Level 4, I broke through to level 4, and my The injury seems to be healed!"
"Wow!" It's all right now, no matter how forbidden it is, it can't stop the screams and uproar of the audience.
"Shu, shu, shu!" Many passionate eyes were cast on Yan Mo.