Seeing the cavalry around to list out the battlefields for reconnaissance, Zhang Lisheng sat on the top ten and looked around, and said in a low voice, "Start.

　　

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　　In the blink of an eye, the entire scout guarded four monster-like mud creations like a giant beast with thousands of kilometers of heads and tails, galloping towards the highlands under the darkness of night.

　　

On the Hard Rock Plateau, the highest altitude shown on the satellite map obtained by Zhang Lisheng from the'Sea Prawn No. 2 World, the Earth Garrison General is 4,800 meters, but due to its flatness on all sides, it gradually climbed up, and the peculiar landform of the central high uplift The average altitude is only about 3,200 meters.

　　

　　 But even so, the harsh climate and natural environment peculiar to the plateau are enough to make ordinary creatures unable to survive.

　　

The Wuli scouts drove their gods on the **** all night, the surrounding vegetation was gradually sparse, the whole green piece was long gone, and there was only a bunch of low trees and lichens on the endless desert Embellish it.

　　

At dawn, the giant star-shaped star peculiar to the plateau receded slowly in the sky, and a red sun loomed red on the barren horizon beyond the extreme eyes. In this rising sun, a deserted Gouman tribe camp broke into Zhang Lisheng's eyes.

　　

At this time, it was less than a day before the scout raid the barbarian tribe. After the support was cut down, a wolf tent scattered on the ground was still smoldering with smoldering blue smoke, but a group of great pleasures had already gathered around the corpse everywhere Hungry wolf.

　　

　　 Not far away, there are many greedy beasts such as pots, wild jackals, and so on, rushing around the camp anxiously, waiting to taste the leftovers after the wolf-like full meal.

　　

　　 "Is this the camp where the barbarians were captured?" Zhang Lisheng stood on the soil platform and asked, pointing to the front opening.

　　

The morning wind blew on the young man's body, and the robe made of mud robes squeaked. The sun rose slowly behind him, emitting an infinite brilliance, reflecting on him, revealing an indescribable Qi Yi, no When Wu Li scouted the column to approach the waste camp, hundreds of hungry wolves would whine... ran low and ran away.

　　

"It's here, the great god." The scout leader who had shot and intended to kill the pack of wolves had seen the group's most greedy and cruel gregarious hunter, who was known as the most greedy and cruel group of hunters in the rocky plateau, somehow escaped with a surprised expression on his face, The mouth replied respectfully.

　　

　　 During the speech, the earth platform that the scout had guarded rushed into the barbarian waste camp and looked at the rough coarse pottery bowls on the ground;

　　

　　 Half of the burnt pieces have been turned into black charcoal dry and hard meat;

　　

　　Big axe and sledgehammer made of stone, Zhang Lisheng couldn't help but mumbled to himself, "It's a really bad living environment" jumped off the earth platform.

　　

Unscrupulously stepped on the debris and turned around in the camp. He came to an old statue that was more than three meters high and was covered with fine animal skin cloth in the middle of the camp. The idol with the same size as the mummy on the earth flexed his hard shell again and asked, "Is this the'ancestor idol' known as the idol of the barbarians in northern Xinjiang?"

　　

The ancestor idol, the symbol of the surviving worship of the ancestors of the barbarian tribes of northern Xinjiang, appeared very harsh. Only when the most powerful warrior leader of the tribe, in the battle of the relationship between the tribes, the heroic sacrifice defeated the strong enemy, and the corpses remained intact. The basic requirement of being an idol.

　　

After the war, the elders of the tribe would personally soak the corpses of the heroes in the blood of the barbarian warriors who followed their battles, and wait for them to dry naturally, and then wrap them in layers of animal skin strips cut from the war dead’s leather armor. Set up in the middle of the tribe to worship.

　　

Since no anti-corrosion treatment is carried out, most of the corpses will be turned into dead bones in a very short time under the wind and sun, but the strips of animal skin will naturally fall down. The remaining corpses are simple according to the stubborn people The idea of ​​natural circulation will be dedicated to nature, that is, after getting out of the tribe and washing with clean water, it will be thrown in the wild and allowed to crawl by beasts.

　　

If the corpse of the hero can be immortal through the years and gradually become as hard as a stubborn stone under the worship of the clan, then even if it is successfully transformed into an'ancestor idol', its soul will slowly recover with the passage of time and gradually have The unpredictable power given to tribal elders by magical powers.

　　

Looking at the inexplicable awesome three-pointer in the heart not far away, so there is no weird portrait pushed down, the leader scolded and jumped off the riding beast, came a few steps behind the youth, and bowed his head in a respectful reply: "Your Majesty, this is the bone Fight the tribe's ancestor idol."

　　

　　 "Is this the only one?" Zhang Lisheng withdrew his hands, stretched his chest flat, and asked again.

　　

　　 "You, when we attacked the'bones, when there were fewer than two hundred barbarians in the camp, this tiny natural stone tribe that could naturally perish from a natural disaster can only have one ancestor idol at most." the scout leader explained.

　　

During his speech, Zhang Lisheng's feet swelled in front of him with dry and **** mud, and the Juanjuan water condensed in the void flowed into dark red mud and climbed slowly, slowly flowing into the beast of the barbaric ancestor idol The pimp was wrapped around the head.

　　

As the red mud filled with divine power keeps pouring in,'Idol, the whole body reveals a light yellow and blue light, and the stubborn head actually shakes dry and stiff, and in the dust that rises, one The vague, but mad, and violent voice loomed, "Light, light, life, wind, life",

　　

The sound was initially inaudible, but it became clearer and louder with the passage of time, floating in the deserted barbarian camp with overflowing corpses, making the bravest Wuli warriors secretly chill, feeling that the sun rising above the head seemed to have been lost. All temperatures.

　　

　　 Only Zhang Lisheng's face showed a happy and tense expression, and he said in response: "Yes, life, I can give you a body full of vitality, as long as you can offer me a pious faith."

　　

　　 first head, then neck, then chest, and limbs, the barbarian idol did not hear what the young man said, desperately shaking the body, continued to roar loudly, "life, light, wind, life..."

　　

"Big man, it's no good to pretend to be crazy and sell silly like this in front of me." If he didn't cross the last barrier and become a real god, Zhang Lisheng can only stop casting at this time, but now he is looking at the more and more flexible idols around his body. But his face turned into a gloomy low growl and said: "The gods give you can also wish the brakes"

　　

　　 Wu Li God was angry, no scenes of hustle and bustle appeared, but the yellow and blue light blooms of the barbaric idol's body slowly dispersed, and the body that had become activated and soft again stiffened again.

　　

"No, no, no", in an instant,'Idol, the eyes full of gray and ruined fabrics appeared hollow eyes, extremely distorted facial features, and desperately roared inexplicably, "Inky, that dark, I will never No, never go back...", actually leaned his body and waved to Zhang Lisheng.

　　

　　 eyes gleamed, Zhang Lisheng suddenly emerged behind him a giant aqua blue, gently waving the arm of the barbarian idol into a gray flesh.

　　

Afterwards, the young man said in a sarcastic tone: "You rely on the power of faith to maintain your soul, you should be able to see me stronger than any other, but you would rather choose to seek destruction, rather than succumb to finding a foot or becoming a new one. Stone statue.

　　

　　Unfortunately, I am not as kind as you think, so you must choose an answer from offering piety or continuing to be a statue forever. Now tell me your answer? "

　　

The face of the barbarian idol that appeared on the gray ruined cloth showed a struggling look. He sacrificed thousands of years ago. At that time,'Ge Gu Da, was still a very large tribe with more than 10,000 people, and he owned the idol in fifty statues. The above is for the clan's devotion to the ancestors of his ancestors after his death in war,'Idol, successfully avoided the robbery of corruption, and obtained a cruel eternal life.

　　

　　 Later, by absorbing the beliefs of the people, he reunited with his dissipated soul, but lost many memories. Only the mark of protecting the tribe was deeply branded in his consciousness.

　　

　　 is worshipped by thousands of barbarians, but as a barbarian idol, he is like a prisoner in a dark cage without a trace of light and sound. What is more miserable is that he can't see, talk, and lose all consciousness.

　　

　　Only when the elders of the tribe summoned him, they could hear a little sound, and rely on their instinct to transfer their power to the summoner.

　　

　　 Such a day has passed a thousand years, even if it is brave and fearless, the warrior willing to sacrifice will deteriorate. If it is not for becoming a barbarian idol, he loses many human desires, only fearing that he has been tortured crazy.

　　

Therefore, when Wu Li God used to manipulate the "earth" water, the extended life force renewed his vitality in his already ossified body ~lightnovelpub.net~ made him feel conscious again against the millennium After the ability to act, although the consciousness is still unclear, the nose smells disgusting and rotten;

　　

　　 After opening his eyes, he could only feel a glimmer of light, which could make him willing to pay all the price for it.

　　

　　However, when Zhang Lisheng asked him to contribute his faith, a taboo in the dark made him grow a heavy resistance from the depths of his soul.

　　

　　Finally, in the dilemma of choice, ‘idol, chose to blend the three colors of yellow, red, and blue in front of him, and waved in the presence of his soul more brilliantly than the sun, in order to obtain the redemption of destruction.

　　

　　 But unexpectedly, Wu Li God did not smash it because of his offense, but instead brutally surrendered to the two options of surrendering or falling into endless darkness.

　　

　　 So when the body gradually became stiff again, the light in the eyes slowly disappeared, and the wind around the ears disappeared again. An inexplicable fear actually dispelled the taboo imprinted in the soul of the barbarians' idols.

　　

　　 "No, no, no, wind, light, no, I don't, it's dark, dark, bright, no", his painful, desperately stretched remaining arm shouted vaguely, kneeling down in front of Zhang Lisheng. "To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤first launch◢ vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read at m. 『【This text is provided by the sailing update group @洛水神子 bring on the parallels@`豆豆椒吧@TB小红鸡@神韵有意@神兽导师 Provided by]