Divine Mark

Chapter 5 Zhao Yong's Strength

The fire is bright, under the altar on the top of the mountain of the Shigang tribe
Yang knelt down on one knee, raised a stone plate covered with cloth with both hands, and shouted reverently to the altar:
"To the patriarch!"

"Yang, you are late! I would like to be punished."

Qing Yuntai was amazed, that day on the riverside, when Yang held a blood-stained spear in his hand and went after the blood of the iron-skinned oxen, that kind of strong man who exudes domineering and self-respecting aura, now lowered his proud face to the four elders. The head has not been raised for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhao Yong was quite helpless, and walked towards the altar...

Since the child was brought back to the tribe by the second elder at the age of eight, every time he saw them, he always showed such a respectful and obedient attitude.

Fast forward more than 20 years, even though he is already one of the two most powerful men in the tribe, this child has not changed at all.And stubborn, Zhao Yong has privately reprimanded him many times, he is still unwilling to change, it is hard to imagine what kind of environment this child lived in in his childhood.

Compared with those carefree tribesmen, this gives people two completely opposite feelings.The tribe also respects their elders and obeys orders, but their love and sincerity for their elders is completely different from the respect brought by this kind of respect.

Zhao Yong helped Yang up, and comforted him:

"Yang, you did nothing wrong, get up."

……

On the steps leading to the altar, a strong man with an iron tower was holding a stone plate and followed behind the old man.No matter how slow Zhao Yong walked, the latter never crossed the distance between upper and lower.

Zhao Yong didn't ask until he was completely on the altar:
"I'm curious, you never procrastinate, is it really to consolidate martial arts?"

"This……"

Yang didn't know how to answer, his body trembled involuntarily, with a troubled expression on his face, he raised his head and peeked at his adoptive father——Zhao Yi, seeing his cold face, he quickly lowered his head again.

In fact, Yang didn't know what was going on, he was practicing "Weeping Blood Spear Technique" in the afternoon, and he didn't receive an order from the patriarch halfway.It was the end of his practice that the clansmen told him, otherwise they wouldn't have let him be in such a hurry.

Thinking about it, it should be his adoptive father who ordered his clansmen to do that in order to avoid being disturbed.In his opinion, this is completely unnecessary, but with his stupid and loyal character, he will never question his adoptive father.

This scene was naturally noticed by Zhao Yong, and he suddenly understood the general idea in his heart.

Seeing this, the Great Elder stroked his beard and reminded everyone:
"Everyone, since Yang is here, can we start the awakening ceremony of the power of the soul?"

……

"Of course!"

The second elder, Zhao Yi, heard the words, and immediately jumped out to express his agreement.

Qingyuntai watched Elder Zhao Kun change the topic without any trace, and indirectly defended his own brother.Can't help admiring, there is no doubt that Voldimo is.

Five beams of huge flames swayed with the wind. Under the firelight, the children's eyes widened when they heard the "Soul Power Awakening Ceremony".

Everyone understands what this means. This ceremony is a secret of the tribe. No one knows what the rules are for the selection of participants in the ceremony, and what is the specific operation.

It's just that every three years, there are always a few tribesmen in the tribe who concentrate on awakening their physique and awakening the power of the soul. With the magic of the power of the soul, the power of the soul can be contained in the body. Their practice speed doubles, far away from other child.While everyone was amazed by them, they also gradually learned about the existence of this ceremony. For it, all the clansmen yearn for it. This is the entry ceremony for becoming a strong man.

Zhao Yong looked at the other old partners and said slowly:

"Three years later, we gathered here again to help the clansmen embark on the path of the god pattern."

"It's our pleasure. I have a hunch it's going to be a little bit more exciting than usual tonight. Let's start as usual."

"Yes! Patriarch"

The three of them responded quickly and sat down cross-legged near the stone pool of the altar.

Only the second elder, Zhao Yi, was caught off guard again and remained motionless, frowning tightly, as if I still had something to say.

"Second brother, what's the matter?"

Zhao Kun looked up at his own brother and asked carefully.

At this moment, everyone looked at the second elder.

Zhao Yi felt everyone's condensed eyes, so he was satisfied, and said leisurely:

"The awakening of the power of the soul consumes a lot of resources, and it is not enough to support the awakening of a large number of people. We have no choice but to carry out this ceremony in this secret way. The power of the whole family has been accumulated for three years before it can be exchanged for resources. It's only enough to support a few talented clansmen."

When Qing Yuntai heard this, his dark eyes blinked, and he felt bitter for his small tribe.

Then, Zhao Yi changed the subject, and his tone became a bit more serious.

"Why this time, the patriarch directly ordered all the 14-year-old clansmen to come! Don't you need to discuss with the elders now that you have overdrawn the clan's resources so much?"

"Humph!"

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and stared angrily at the patriarch - Zhao Yong.

"Second Elder, please calm down. This time, the patriarch had some encounters and obtained resources worth a hundred sacred stones, so he decided to increase the share temporarily. It seems that you don't need to worry about how the patriarch's personal wealth is used!"

Su sarcastically said that as the leader of Shigang tribe's precepts, he is upright and upright, and he is a bit displeased with the behavior style of the second elder.

"Oh? There is such a thing, why didn't I know?"

Hearing that Zhao Yong had obtained resources worth a hundred divine stones, Zhao Yi couldn't help but be a little jealous. You must know that as a master blacksmith, the resources allocated to him by the tribe every year for purchasing ores in Tielu were only worth thirty divine stones. Those who can directly fall into his pocket are even more pitiful.

The god stone is a very special kind of ore in this world. It is mostly bred in the depths of the earth rich in divine power. It contains a lot of divine power that can be directly absorbed by people. Because of its eternal characteristics, it is usually cut into different sizes and used as currency in transactions. .

In a pinch, one sacred stone is enough for an ordinary person to spend for a year. Of course, this is not feasible in the Shigang tribe, because they have no extra sacred stones to exchange for food.

Most people's annual living expenses are only a few god stones, and almost no one is willing to directly absorb the divine power contained in them, because it is obviously more cost-effective to directly absorb the divine power in the world.

"Hehe, how did the second elder ever care about the tribe and the patriarch! The patriarch only returned today, so the news will naturally reach your ears later."

"It is generally best to awaken the power of the soul before the age of 16. In the past, the awakening of the power of the soul was arranged every three years. Now all 14-year-olds come, which means that this year, the Shigang tribe will have as many geniuses as the sum of the past ten years. We are looking forward to such a beautiful thing, but there are still people who are not happy about it.”

……

Zhao Yi didn't bother arguing with the one-armed Su, anyway, his "Regret Hammer Technique" was just restrained by the bastard's "Black Wind Whip Technique", and he couldn't beat it again and again.

Without answering, he turned his head to look at Zhao Yong...

Looking at the pale face, which looked like it was about to decay, Zhao Yi felt contempt in his heart, and continued to say unscrupulously:

"Then Zhao Yong has the resources of the entire tribe. Who knows if he has secretly used them for private use? In my opinion, everything he owns belongs to the tribe. How can there be any distinction between public and private!"

Speaking of this, everyone immediately looked at Zhao Yi with some unkind eyes.As for Su, the blue aura floated all over his body, holding the black wind whip on his waist with one hand, and he was very ready to make a move.

A dozen teenagers grew up under Zhao Yong's protection and guidance since they were young. When the patriarch gave an order, they would not frown even if they sacrificed their lives.How can they allow others to slander the patriarch, but the elder is also a figure that everyone respects since childhood, and they are entangled in various ways, so they can only watch for the time being. Thinking about it, this is the first time they have seen the face of the second elder.

"You, Zhao Yong, decided to expand the share of the awakening of the spirit and soul. Seeing that the talents of this group of people far exceed the previous ones, I am so happy that it is too late!"

"It's just... Although this Qingyuntai has made some contributions to the tribe, its physique is mediocre and its cultivation is mediocre. I heard that it was overturned by a ten-year-old child a year ago. How can he deserve to waste such precious resources!"

"If you come to visit, I welcome it. If you come to consume tribal resources for nothing, I, Zhao Yi, will be the first to say no!"

These sharp words caused the surrounding teenagers to fall into noisy discussions...

Everyone has witnessed everything that Qingyuntai has done for the tribe. He has brought rapid changes to the tribe. It is understandable to say that he is allowed to occupy a part of the qualification for awakening the soul.Most of them support Qingyuntai, but some think that what the second elder said is not unreasonable. Qingyuntai's talent is really ordinary, but there is really no need to waste this resource. The tribe can definitely compensate him more in other ways.

Thus a quarrel broke out in which the majority tried to persuade the minority.

Looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, Zhao Yong, who had been silent all this time, began to lose his expression.

This idiot Zhao Yi is always doing things against his will, especially when it comes to the issue of Qingyuntai, he always confronts himself in public.There are endless tricks behind the scenes, Zhao Yong has always turned a blind eye to this.

Because he is the direct heir of the previous patriarch, Zhao Yong has always been unwilling to punish him, but he did not expect that it indirectly increased his arrogance.

Zhao Yong knew very well that the green wood scepter in his hand, which symbolized the identity of the patriarch, was handed over to him by the previous patriarch against all opinions.

Before the tribe moved, it was the one who was always leading the tribe. At that time, there were wolves and tigers in front of them, and they were struggling to survive. If they were not careful, they would face the crisis of genocide. The old patriarch devoted endless efforts to the tribe. .

On the way to cooperate with his plan to relocate the tribe, when encountering life and death, he resolutely replaced the seriously injured Zhao Yong and led the only remaining warriors of the tribe to stop the enemy with a posture that he could not refuse.In the end, he and those clansmen who looked down on death held back the enemy with their flesh and blood, and the Shigang tribe was able to escape from the pursuit and move successfully.But those clansmen whose descendants died forever on the way to escape.

To the previous patriarch, Zhao Yong has infinite respect and indebtedness in his heart, but now he can't be cruel to his descendants.

Zhao Yong had no choice but to push the scepter in his hand to the ground slowly. At the same time, an invisible force erupted from his sea of ​​consciousness. This force gushed out in all directions like a tide, and his black and white hair was windless. automatic……

(End of this chapter)