The Great Biography of the Craftsman

Chapter 2 The Altar
The sky is like ink!

Under the cover of black clouds, a giant dragon-like mountain range stretches away, and on the plain, a huge stone city dominates the land.

On the huge square in the center of the city stands a nine-foot-tall pyramid.The entire pyramid is made of stones that are one foot square.The whole body of the pyramid is as black as ink. It is unknown how many years it has existed, and it exudes a desolate and simple atmosphere.

This pyramid is the most sacred place of the barren people - the altar of the barren gods!
At this time, under the altar, there were countless figures in sackcloth or animal skins standing densely, looking impressively, there might be tens of thousands of people.These people are all members of the Gale Department of the Desolate Race.At this time, almost everyone's faces were full of fanaticism, and they looked at the altar with reverence in their eyes.

Except for one person!

Lu Yun quietly stood behind the crowd, in an inconspicuous corner.His long black hair covered most of his face.

Lu Yun raised his eyes and glanced at the altar standing in the distance, but there was no trace of fanaticism in his eyes.The bursts of coercion emanating from the altar, as well as the dazzling black on it, made his already pale face a little paler.He clenched his fists tightly and then loosened them, exhaled often, and turned his eyes to other places, so his face was not as pale as before.

Everyone around was looking at the black pyramid frantically, so naturally no one noticed Lu Yun's arrival.

Not far in front of Lu Yun, there were some teenagers who were similar to his age.And Ji Kang and others are on the list!

In front of the barren man, several people stood.The first person was covered in black animal skin, and his hair was slightly gray. He had a calm demeanor despite the vicissitudes of life. This person was Ji Hao, the patriarch of the Desolate Clan.There is another person, with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, who is not angry but arrogant, and is Ji Wu, the leader of the battle of the Huangzu.

The so-called head of war is in charge of a clan's war, with tyrannical power and lofty status!
Ji Hao glanced at the black clouds in the sky, his face was solemn, then he turned around, looked at the dark crowd, and said slowly: "Blessed by the god of desolation, our ancestors have spirits, and only in this ancient and barren land can our family gain a foothold." People of the Desolate Clan, never Don't forget to be grateful, offering sacrifices to the Desolate God and ancestors, this is a major event in the clan. Today the desolate clouds are gathering, and all directions are coming to court, which is the annual desolate god sacrifice day." Said, He paused, looked around, and said loudly: "Now, the Rage God Festival begins!"

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a huge cheer from the crowd, and this wave of sound went straight to the sky!
On the black altar, an old man slowly opened his eyes.

The old man was dressed in coarse linen and sat cross-legged, with a black wooden stick on his lap.The old man exuded an aura of antiquity, his eye sockets were deep sunken, his face was full of vertical and horizontal wrinkles like the wind-eroded earth, his long white hair was tied into bunches and swayed in the wind, his skin was dark like old tree bark Usually, dry and wrinkled, a colorful necklace is worn around the neck, and this necklace is made of long animal teeth and fiery red feathers, which are cross-knitted.

The old man is the Great Stick Lord of the people of the Desolate Clan!
The black wooden stick on his knee is the sacred object of the people of the Desolate Race - the Desolate Staff.The holders of each generation of the Desolate Staff are like gods among the Desolate Clan, and are revered as the Lord of the Great Staff.And the old man on the altar is the Great Zhang Gong of the generation of the Huang people.

The old man stood up slowly, raised his head to the sky, then closed his eyes, held the barren staff horizontally in front of him, then slowly fell down and knelt down.Although his movements were slow, there was a deep and heavy feeling.

"The protector is Huang, the water covers all directions, the vastness is like soup, the light is like frost, it rises from the nine sky, the vastness is not yet young..." The old man prayed to the sky.His voice was filled with a sense of desolation and distantness.The people of the Desolate race below, listening to the words of prayer, were also deeply affected by this atmosphere. The vast history of the race could not help but appear in their minds, and the fanaticism on their faces became stronger.

The voice hit his ears, and Lu Yun felt his whole body sink, as if there was a thousand catties of force, which almost made him fall to the ground.The black altar and the fanaticism of the people of the Desolate race merged together to form a strong coercion that enveloped him.

His face turned pale in an instant, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Lu Yun gritted his teeth and struggled to support himself, so he didn't fall down...

Holding the barren stick in his hand, the old man bit his index finger, and a drop of black sticky blood slowly dripped onto the barren bar.With a flash of dim light, the desolate staff let out a low cry, cheered up, and sucked up all the blood in an instant.And the old man seemed to have lost his vitality, and the decadence became more intense!

"With the holy famine, add it to my hometown; the light of the sun and the moon, push it to the sky; stop the disaster and eliminate the sorrow, and my family will prosper forever!"

As the voice of the old man sounded, the wind and thunder surged, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the black clouds condensed into a huge vortex, and the arc lights within it flickered!Suddenly a black lightning strike hit the barren stick in the old man's hand, and then it flowed down and flowed all over his body. As the lightning flashed, Dazhang Gong seemed to have come back to life, his ravine-like skin stretched out, and there was a faint golden flow On top of it, the eyes are no longer sunken, but rather majestic.

Among the crowd below, bursts of exclamations erupted, "The Rage God blesses! The Rage God has manifested!" Many people even knelt down to the altar.Shout three times, "My family is eternal!" The voices of thousands of people shook all directions, the world was shocked, and it was impossible to speak!
After the worship, Lu Yun only felt the pressure lighten, as if he had collapsed, and his clothes were already soaked in sweat.

Ji Hao nodded in satisfaction, looked around at the crowd, and said loudly, "After praying, I will give you the blood of the clan!"

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of desolate people came out of the crowd and came to Ji Hao and the others. Each of them held a gray stone bowl in their hands.

Ji Hao didn't say much, and took out a black dagger from his waist. The tip of the knife crossed his index finger, and a drop of Yin Hong's blood fell into the stone bowl.

Like Ji Hao, Ji Wu, the leader of the battle, dripped blood from his index finger into the bowl.

In this way, all the people of the Huangzu cut their fingers one by one and dripped their own blood into the stone bowl.About an hour passed like this, and every stone bowl was filled with bright red blood.I don't know what kind of material the stone bowl is made of, and the blood in it doesn't show the slightest sign of congealing.

The old man on the altar nodded. He took the stone bowls full of blood and poured one bowl after another into a small black bowl in his hand.So much blood poured in, not a single drop spilled from the black bowl.When all the blood was poured into this black bowl, the blood in that bowl had become as black as ink and as viscous as glue!
"The God of Desolation above, take the blood of our clan as a sacrifice!" After the old man finished speaking, he slowly sprinkled the black blood in the bowl on the altar at his feet.The blood seeped into the stone, exuding an even more dazzling black awn!It turns out that the stones used for this altar were dyed black by human blood. After countless years, they have long lost their original color!
After the blood was splashed, the wind dissipated, the black clouds like ink were swept away, and the radiance poured down. The old man and the altar were bathed in it, adding a sacred meaning.

The old man looked at the bottom of the altar and said loudly: "Everyone in the clan knows that every time the wild god sacrifice is the coming-of-age ceremony for our teenagers. My teenagers, like the rising sun, are blessed by the wild god, and after going through wind and rain, In the future, our Desolate Clan will be able to prosper forever. At this time of the Desolate God Sacrifice, this old man will hold a coming-of-age ceremony for our youngsters—opening the three wildernesses!"

When the old man said "open up the three wastelands", the teenagers beside Lu Yun couldn't hide their excitement, and they were all gearing up and eager to try.

The so-called "three wastes" refer to bone, flesh, and veins.The people of the Desolate race are full of energy and blood, and the greatest reliance to survive in this world is their strong physical strength.Desolate people worship power, and powerful people are respected in status.Before reaching adulthood, although the bodies of the people of the Desolate race are strong, they are far from being strong. Only in the coming-of-age ceremony, after "opening the three wastelands", the bones, flesh, and veins are awakened, and the desolate patterns are branded, and the desolate patterns continue to grow. Under the nourishment of the body, and through continuous practice, the physical body is finally made strong and has the power to open mountains.

After opening up the three wastelands, the cultivation base of the barren people will be the three wastelands. After the three wastelands, there will be blood coagulation, pulse opening, copper bone, and golden soul. It is after the strength of the physical body has reached its peak, tempering the soul and practicing the most powerful spells.

There is only one opportunity for a barren man to open up the three barrens in his life, so for all the young people of the barren race, the meaning of "opening up the three barrens" is extraordinary. The degree of awakening of the three barrens determines the level of future achievements, and even more so. It will affect whether you can reach the realm of blood coagulation, opening veins and copper bones in the future.

Suffering all kinds of discrimination and insults for several years, Lu Yun's heart was already full of hatred, he clenched his fists tightly, and his heart that had been suppressed all the time became excited, and under the cover of his long hair, no one could see the eager gaze in his eyes!

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