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Chapter 480 Mud Boy Huangtian Emperor
The altar is made of huge stones, it is very open, and it is built next to the broken old willow tree. At this time, it is full of beasts, like a hill.

The bright red blood of the beast stained the huge stone platform red, flowing along the engraved pictures on the stone surface, the red is brilliant, coupled with the thick and long fur of the giant beast, the scales shimmering with cold light, and the huge horns, etc., it is shocking, and there is a kind of tragic prehistoric The breath rushed over.

Men, women and children in Shicun prayed together and asked for shelter from the willow tree. This is a serious sacrificial process, and this is also a custom, which must be carried out every time they return from hunting.

Ye Jun knew that the willow tree didn't need such a way of offering sacrifices to the spirit.However, nature will not hinder the wishes of the villagers.

The scorched tree was as silent as before, without any reaction, as in the past, no sacrifice was taken, but many villagers knew that it had a spirit!
Finally, after the sacrifice was over, people heaved a sigh of relief, smiled joyfully, and began to move the corpses of these ferocious beasts, preparing for bloodletting and cutting.

"It's been many years, and the sacrifice spirit hasn't touched the offering once. Do we still need to perform sacrifices every time?" A young man couldn't wait.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about!" His father glared at Tong Ling's big eyes angrily, and swung his hand as big as a cattail fan to beat him.

Back then, this tree saved the village chief, the savior of Shicun.Moreover, in the past few years, since the willow tree took root here, Shicun has been safe and sound, and has never lost a single person. This must be the blessing brought by the willow tree.

Ye Jun waved his hand, stopped it, and said softly: "Ji Ling is the spirit we worship and support. The most important thing is our sincerity. We treat it devoutly, so it will protect and protect our village."

The young man's face turned red, and he hurriedly said, "I'm not being dishonest, patriarch, but I just feel that the sacrifice spirits don't seem to need these sacrifices, and they have never used them."

"It's good enough." Ye Jun patted his shoulder and explained with a smile.

Soon, the corpse of the beast on the altar was divided into pieces.Some women took the meat and lit a bonfire, put it in clay pots to stew, and when it was cooked, put some salt, which was extremely delicious for the people in the small mountain village.

And the animal blood was not wasted, it was all collected.

On an open space in the village, eight large copper tripods had already been placed. The fire was raging below, and the water in the tripod was boiling. Long centipedes, spiders with big fists, etc., make the originally very clear water black, like ink, very scary.

A group of children's faces turned green at that time, and they wished to escape immediately, but they were held down by the adults.

Afterwards, another clansman brought the clay pots containing the blood of the ferocious beasts. Several old men took them, opened them carefully, and poured some of the dark red liquid into the large copper cauldron. As a result, the black water boiled even more.

This is a prescription brought by the patriarch from outside. It can exercise people's muscles and bones, especially for children.

In addition to the real blood, several old people also ordered the wing bones of the flying python and the foot bones of the Kui beast to be crushed with great effort and thrown into the boiling water.

When the fire was extinguished, the water in the cauldron was no longer boiling, and when the water temperature dropped slightly, screams and "plop plop" sounded, and the first batch of children were thrown in, two or three people inside a cauldron.

"It hurts, this water can scald people."

"Help, my body is like being slashed by a knife, and my flesh is cracked!"

They grinned, grabbed the pedals with their hands, and rushed outward one by one, but they were all pushed back and screamed again and again.

In this way, dozens of children were thrown in batch by batch. Most of them screamed fiercely and struggled constantly. Only seven or eight children were slightly better. Although they were sweating profusely, they kept silent. .

As for the little one, he couldn't escape either, and was given special care, and was thrown into a black cauldron alone, which was full of real blood of ferocious beasts, broken bones, etc.

The villagers didn't think it was inappropriate, and they didn't think it was unfair, because their own children couldn't bear it, and they were already crying heart-piercingly in the ordinary medicine cauldron, but the little one could bear it.

Ye Jun took out two more jars, which were filled with crimson blood.

A streak of scarlet clouds burst out of one of the pots, condensing into a brave head with long palms, mighty and ferocious, as if it wanted to tear people apart and run away, extremely ferocious.Ye Jun slapped the pixiu into pieces, turned into blood, and fell into the cauldron.

And the other jar contained light golden blood, very little, only a small ball, as if there was a real golden dragon swimming.

Ye Jun flicked his fingers, and a drop of golden dragon blood flew out and fell into the black cauldron.

Others don't know that these are real dragon's blood.

Even in this world, pure dragons are extremely rare, and there may be a few in the heavens.However, Jun Ye has dragon blood in his hand.At the beginning, in the world of the tomb of the gods, he had killed many dragons. Later, the dragon horse evolved into a sky dragon. Of course, Jun Ye would not lack dragon blood.

Dragon blood is the best thing for body refining.

The medicated bath lasted for a long time, and a group of children were soaked like red-skinned monkeys. They looked at each other in misery, and burst into tears. They didn't stop crying until the medicated bath was over, and they were finally relieved.

The little boy didn't cry when he was in the black cauldron, his big eyes rolled darkly, and his little face was as red as a big apple, but when he was taken out, he was staggering like drunk.

"How does it feel?" asked an old man.

The little guy hiccupped and said in a daze, "I'm full."

Listening to his heartless and simple response, the adults were all amused.

"Sleepy." The little guy twisted and crooked, his small body fell into Ye Jun's arms, he muttered softly, babbled again, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Take these children to sleep well, and they will grow a lot of strength tomorrow." Ye Jun smiled and waved his hand.

Time always passes unknowingly, and three years have passed in a flash. Under the nourishment of the beast's true blood and the dragon's blood, Shi Hao's physique is strengthening at an astonishing speed.At this time, Shi Hao hadn't started training yet, but his physique was not weaker than the cubs of those primordial beasts.This is the foundation, the bottom line.Only when the foundation is well laid, can the accumulation be made steadily, and one day, the supreme blood in the body will be reborn.

The days seem to pass day by day like this. The life in Shicun is ordinary and happy. If there are no accidents, maybe Shi Hao will really grow up in this village, hunt with the adults, become the best hunter, and marry the most robust The girl who gave birth to a bunch of brats.

Until one day, some kind of accident seemed to have happened in the mountains. In the wilderness, strong men came from the sky and marched towards the mountains.

Teams of strong men rushed toward the mountains, and they wanted to enter the mountains.There are tribes riding silver unicorns, princes and sons flying close to the ground while standing on huge animal bones, and powerful figures sitting on top of Jiaojiao and coming from the sky.

A snow feather is five or six meters long, flowing with white brilliance, very holy, and standing on it is an old man, two teenagers, and two beautiful little girls, as beautiful as elves.

"Yeah, grandpa, look, this village's sacrificial spirit is very strange, how come it is an old willow tree that was scorched by lightning, with only one twig left."

"Sister Yun, which branch do you like? I'll go and pick it for you!" A five or six-year-old child jumped off the jiao with a height of more than ten meters above the ground.

"This sacrificial spirit is a bit weird. A new life is bred in the thunder calamity. If this lightning strike tree is cultivated into a magic weapon, it will definitely have a strange effect!"

There were more than one or two people who took a fancy to the willow tree. In a short time, several figures rushed over.

They are all children, and the adults in their family are not easy to show up, so they are watching from behind with a smile.

As for the willow tree, no one cared about it. It was just a sacrifice to the spirit of a small village, so there was nothing to worry about.

These children are not very old, the oldest is only in their teens, but their cultivation is very extraordinary, the wind and thunder are blowing, and it is very lively, which naturally alarmed the people of Shicun.

Stone Village is remote, where have you seen so many masters?

"A group of bumpkins!" A few people sat on the evil dragon, glanced lightly, flashed a trace of disdain, and then smiled and said to the children fighting below: "Hurry up and decide the winner, this willow tree worships the spirit." Your spoils are here!"

Originally, the people in Shicun didn't know why these people were fighting here, but now they all looked panic-stricken.

But what can they do?Not to mention so many strong men, just the evil dragon in the sky that day, with eyes bigger than lanterns, being glared at by it makes one's hair stand on end.

But a young figure stood up.

Shi Hao walked out unsteadily, with milk stains on the corner of his mouth, and said in a milky voice, "Big brother, you can't hurt our sacrificial spirit! It's for protecting our village!"

However, no one would take him seriously, especially those children, all of whom are proud masters. At this time, they got really angry and said angrily: "What bullshit sacrifices to the spirit, it's just a tree , I will pull it back and practice it as a magic weapon!"

After all, the boy really went towards the willow tree, reaching out to break the willow branch.

"Jiao Peng, don't act like you are eating alone!"

Several other children also rushed over with a sneer, grabbing at the willow branches one after another.Anyone can see that this is a good thing.

"no!"

Shi Hao stepped forward quickly, his aura changed suddenly, his white and tender little hand stretched out, and there was a sound of wind and thunder, colliding with Jiao Peng's palm.

"boom!"

Flying sand and rocks, the ground trembled, the little boy stood there motionless, Jiao Peng staggered back as if struck by lightning, every step fell, a terrible big crack appeared on the surface of the ground, he wobbled, retreated again and again. Ten meters away, almost fell to the ground.

At the same time, he swung out his other hand and sent all the others flying.

A group of people are petrified and speechless, which is too surprising.

This **** is still a suckling baby, who directly slapped all these famous genius children out?hell!
"Presumptuous, mud boy, do you dare to attack me?" Jiao Peng was furious, with beast-like beams of light in his eyes.This time, he used the most powerful treasure tree in the family, a bloody dragon, and devoured towards Shi Hao.

"Jiao Peng really deserves to be the number one genius of the Jiao Clan. At such a young age, he can practice treasures to this level. He has a bright future!" Someone complimented.

A middle-aged man next to him laughed loudly with a smug expression.

As for whether the mud boy on the ground can block Jiao Peng's attack, they don't care, it's just a mud boy, even if this small mountain village is wiped out, they don't take it seriously.

However, the next second, screams sounded.

Jiao Peng's figure went fast and came back even faster.

In mid-air, a line of blood sprayed out, and Jiao Peng flew upside down like a broken kite.

"how is this possible!"

"In the end what happened!"

Everyone was shocked, especially the middle-aged man, who couldn't believe it, was completely dumbfounded, and forgot to save his son.

However, many people saw it clearly. Just now, when Jiao Peng attacked, the mud boy just slapped it out, and Jiao Peng's treasure technique was shattered.

That was pure physical power, it was simply too terrifying.They even had some doubts, was this a human being, or a cub of an ancient ferocious beast?

"Kill...kill them!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to split open, and his whole body was full of killing intent.

Jiao Peng, that is his most proud son, a rare genius in the Jiao clan, if he grows up in the future, then he is very likely to be the patriarch of the Jiao clan.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao, it's just a child, so don't worry about it!" The old man beside the twin girls frowned.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, I won't snatch that willow tree from you, but don't interfere with this child, I want him to die!" The middle-aged man of the Jiao clan refused to give up!
"Uncle Jiao, act now, tear them apart!" Jiao Peng had already been rescued, sitting on top of Jiaolong, pointing at Shi Hao weakly and resentfully, "Uncle Jiao, wash this place with blood, and also kill the people in Shicun Break off the twigs for offering sacrifices to the spirit!"

Several other forces looked at all this indifferently, even if it was Yuntian Palace, the two little girls couldn't bear it, but the old man also sighed slightly, he couldn't break up with the Jiao clan because of a small mountain village.

"God Liu, I know you will hear me and believe that you can protect the village, please protect this place." The little boy spoke softly to the charred willow with big eyes and pure eyes.

"How dare a sacrificial spirit from a small mountain village of no rank pretend to be a god? I don't know how to live or die! Today, I will sacrifice with your blood!"

"Roar……"

The flying dragon moved, its huge body swooped down, brought a gust of wind, and charged towards everyone in Shicun.

"Grandpa stop them!" The two identical little girls were anxious, asking their grandpa to help Shicun.

The old man in Yuntian Palace didn't move. At this moment, his heart was palpitating, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a bright light rushed up, and a green willow branch, carved like divine jade, was crystal clear, emitting brilliant rays of light, piercing the sky.

The Fei Jiao, who opened his bloody mouth, swooped over, and wanted to wash the stone village with blood, suddenly opened his eyes to the fullest, terrified to the extreme, and let out a roar of fear.

"Ow..."

However, the sound came to an abrupt end, and a green wicker, like a divine chain of order, blazing green, pierced through its body with a puff.

(End of this chapter)