Wen Fei had seen this kind of ceremony last time, but Wen Fei's identity was just a bystander at that time.

But it’s just different. He is the protagonist. When these Azimans were offering sacrifices, the incense and vows surged.

The Aziman tribe is now a huge tribe with a population of about 3,000. Now it has been dancing around and has been around for more than a dozen circles.

It was the Wilts who had just been defeated and captured, which now seemed to have been initially integrated into the Aziman tribe.

At least there was no sense of resistance in public, and he also held hands with the Azimans and danced in circles.

Just like those nomadic peoples on the old continent, they were scattered and combined. The defeated tribes could easily integrate into the defeated tribes. This was the result of natural evolution over the past thousand years. They would not end up extinction because of defeat and massacre.

This is a kind of survival wisdom. It seems that the Indians on the North American continent also have the same survival wisdom. The defeated tribes can easily integrate into the tribes of victory.

Especially now, this collective sacrificial activity that has been passed down from ancient times and is buried deep in the deepest part of the bloodline is easier for these Indians to merge into one place.

The rhythmic cleavage of the most important element in later pop music is said to be in the rhythm of ancient music from the Indians in America.

Even now, this rhythm is very dynamic, and coupled with the desolate drums and their occasionally shouts, there is a more shocking power.

It made people easily devote themselves to it. The incense and vows were surging like clouds and mist, so strong. Wen Fei was a little scared when he saw it.

Although this was only more than 3,000 people, the powerful and strong incense and vows that it emitted was definitely even more vigorous than the preaching gatherings of tens of thousands of people when Wen Fei was in the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Since this unlucky time travel, Master Wen Da Tian has been in an embarrassing situation of lacking incense power. In the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty, Master Wen Da Tian Tian often faces too much incense power and cannot spend it all.

But in this time and space, it was very miserable. It even fell to the point where it was last time, in the middle of the night. I personally took hundreds of ghosts to Qingshan Town to scare people.

Even so, the incense power of Qingshan Town has increased by dozens of times. However, compared with the present, it is really not worth mentioning!

The emptiness is not replenished. Such a huge incense power, Master Wen, is really unable to withstand it now.

Moreover, what Wen Fei was a little taboo was that the ancestral spirit was too close to him, which made Master Wen feel a little uneasy.

He didn't dare to release all his soul, but just showed his head aside. With just a breath, the misty white incense power surged like a thick fog.

As soon as this long-lost power is sucked into the soul, it feels like it is floating in the air. The soul is a little unbearable and seems to be about to float up with the wind.

That feeling of extreme happiness makes people intoxicated. It is a bit like taking poison. If your mind is not strong, you can easily immerse yourself in it and cannot extricate yourself.

Wen Fei is now like a long-drought field, and suddenly encounters sweet rain. The dry soil greedily absorbs water.

Wen Fei's weak soul was even more greedy and almost crazy to transform the incense power that surged into the power of the soul. However, in this way, the pleasure was much stronger, which came from the strong pleasure between the souls, and could even be directly reflected on the body.

If an inexperienced person absorbs this kind of incense power for the first time, he will not be able to grasp his mind and nature, and may even cause the body to die impulsively.

There are also many wild gods and evil gods who cannot withstand the pleasure of absorbing the power of incense, and go through the wrong path, becoming obsessed with the roots and ends, absorbing incense specifically for pursuing this pleasure.

This is what is called incense is poisonous!

However, Master Wen Da Tian was a veteran, and he was much stronger in this resistance. He just slightly restrained his mind and made his original heart firm and remained as motionless as a mountain.

The soul suddenly became solidified, and the feeling of floating and ecstatic was thrown outside.

The incense power, like thick fog, slowly transformed between Wen Fei's breathing. It even made Wen Fei clearly feel that his soul was becoming stronger little by little.

That powerful feeling was so real that it seemed that Master Wen had once again returned to his heyday. His magic power was in the sky and he could do everything.

But Wen Fei also knew that this was just the same pleasure as the one I had just, it was just an illusion that arises in the soul.

This is the hallucination caused by the increase of strength. It is like when people are energetic, they feel that they can kill a tiger with bare hands.

Wen Fei constrained his mind and eliminated this illusion again. Soon, the absorption of incense will reach an upper limit and he can no longer absorb it.

This made Wen Fei stop regretfully. After all, the intensity between his soul is limited now, and it is impossible to continue to improve without limit. It takes time to slowly digest it.

The soul returned to the body and cooperated with the physical body that was completely restored during the ritual fight, which gave Wen Fei a complete sense of stability and firmness.

The ritual that was noisy in the middle of the night gradually ended. The fanatical and jubilant Azimans were exhausted and began to go back to rest.

Wen Fei slowly let out a few breaths, but saw an old man standing in front of him. The man dressed up a little like the wizard Aziman, but he looked very old.

That kind of oldness is not about the face, but about the old aura emitted from the deep heart. It makes ordinary people look at it and feel that their hearts are getting older.

"Are you an ancestral spirit?" Wen Fei recognized it.

The ancestor spirit smiled and did not deny it. His body was unstable, as if he was trapped in a hazy halo at all times.

Wen Fei could see at a glance that this was the ancestor spirit, which was not a soul, but was worshipped as a whole, so it seemed like something was wrong.

The halo around him does not mean how powerful and awesome this ancestral spirit is. It only means that the power on this ancestral spirit cannot be restrained and is dissipating and turbulent at all times.

However, this is not surprising. After all, there is no mature practice system in this primitive witch sect. It is inevitable that some mistakes will be made!

Unlike Master Wen Da, although he later opened up his own great path, in the Taoist sect, countless seniors Gao Zhen have followed one after another and have already had a mature practice system.

Along the way, there are naturally classics to refer to and predecessors to refer to.

Remember that there is a sentence in the alchemy mantra, "Don't guess if you are not a sage. That's the case. If you are not a great sage and sage who creates the path, don't think about creating something out of nothing and breaking a path."

"Wizard Wenfei, what did you do just now?" Zu Ling asked, his voice also changed, sometimes rough and sometimes thin, making people feel very uncomfortable.

"Why can you absorb the incense power so quickly!" Zu Ling asked anxiously.

Wen Fei pretended to be stupid: "Hey, can't you, Ancestral Spirit?"

"Of course not!" said the ancestor spirit longedly. Originally, the ancestor spirit could only passively absorb the incense vows, but never actively absorb it. So today I saw that Wen Fei actually used the method of swallowing whale to absorb the incense vows, which naturally made the ancestor spirit who was thinking of becoming more powerful anxious.

Within a few words, Wen Fei had found the problem. The problem was still lies in the ancestor spirit himself. His soul was not pure, almost like schizophrenia. How could he absorb the power of incense?

"Only the essence is the only one, please hold it in it!" Wen Fei said this sentence lightly.

Their conversations will naturally not be like ordinary people, using voice and language, but communication between souls.

However, after a short speech, it suddenly felt like a sudden enlightenment, which shocked the ancestor spirit. If he stopped talking, he hid in the strange rocks of the three legs.

Wen Fei smiled slightly. He had never had any good intentions. Even a point of guidance on the ancestor spirit contained countless traps.

If Wen Fei read it correctly, then the ancestor spirit is not a soul at all. Instead, it exists like the Jurchens in the past, which is the collection of ancestor spirits from all generations.

However, these Indians were in the primitive stage of religion and had a vague understanding of Shinto.

Naturally, we believe in the ancestor spirit as a whole.

The so-called faith in creating gods is exactly like this! I don’t know that over the years, the originally scattered independent soul gradually became such an ancestor god...

It's like a person is split into hundreds of personalities...

To be honest, Wen Fei is not optimistic that the ancestor spirit can truly integrate all such personalities, only one and only.

The whole world is about to surging, and the old and new continents are also in a magnificent era in this era.

Master Wen naturally had to start by recapturing the tribe of Aziman to change his fate against the will of heaven. Otherwise, why would he appear here?

He touched the jade pendant on his neck and suddenly sighed.

Back to modern time and space, Wen Fei parked his car at the processing factory. This place is spacious and parking is much more convenient.

The sewage flowed everywhere in the processing plant, and a pungent fishy smell could be smelled from afar. Wen Fei couldn't help but frown.

This process of tanning fur requires various chemicals, which pollutes the environment very much, which makes Wen Fei helpless!

Fortunately, people have almost no environmental awareness these days. Even if the pollution is serious, no one will complain, and there will be no environmental protection bureaus who are idle and have nothing to do to go so far to go to the countryside to investigate.

Even if we really come to investigate, there will be a town government to take over. As all the business is booming and have a good relationship with the leaders, we will definitely become a processing factory for major profit and tax owners. These town leaders will inevitably raise a banner called local protectionism. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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