Primordial Demon Venerable, you can't afford it

Chapter 276
The next day.

The ancestral witch god gift ceremony was held as scheduled.

All the people in the entire Black Demon Village moved.

The entrance to the Black Demon Village was completely sealed off, and the security around it was even stricter.

The unique chant of the witch clan resounded in the Black Demon Village.

Luo Qianqiu followed the medicine witch lineage to the forbidden area of ​​the Black Demon Village.

Houshan Ancestral Witch Temple Square.

Precipitous peaks, flying springs and waterfalls.

The Ancestral Witch Temple is built on the steep mountain behind the Black Demon Village.

This is a separate mountain.

The mountain peak is surrounded by abysses, which are connected by several huge iron chains, forming a simple iron bridge.

People walk on it, staggering.

The entrance of the iron bridge was guarded, and outside the entrance was the third floor area of ​​the Grand Ceremony bestowed by the ancestral witches and gods, the viewing area.

After passing the iron bridge, there is a huge and wide square.

The square was still full of important people selected by the three veins.

There are as many as a thousand people.

This belongs to the second layer area.

As for the third layer area, that is, the area that can only be entered by those who hold the order bestowed by the ancestral witches and gods, it is on the square.

It is connected to it by a stone ladder paved with hundreds of bluestone slabs.

Above is a smaller square.

In the center of the square, stands a statue, hundreds of meters high, which is an old man in a coir raincoat with a wrinkled face.

At this time, the image of one of the incarnations of the witch clan.

Behind the statue is the ancient vicissitudes, the ancestral witch temple that has stood for hundreds of years.

"Okay, let's stop here."

The elder of the medicine witch lineage leading in front said in a deep voice.

Immediately, behind him, hundreds of Yaowu disciples stopped.

Luo Qianqiu scanned the crowd, and saw a person from the evil witch lineage standing on the far right side of the square.

Among them, among the leaders, there was the person he was looking for.

Queen Tong Shan.

At this time, she is dressed heavily, and if you don't look carefully, you won't be able to recognize her at all.

Among the evil witch disciples, Luo Qianqiu's eyes stopped again.

Because he saw Zhu Yunman.

This is not surprising to Luo Qianqiu.

With her identity and ability, it should still be possible to get another order bestowed by the ancestral witch god.

In addition, among the orcs, Luo Qianqiu also saw Jiang Yuankai.

At this moment, Jiang Yuankai's face no longer had the previous arrogance, but only gloomyness.

Obviously, the incident of being stabbed by a boar that day still had a great psychological impact on him.

After a while.

The highest principals of several lines, the three great elders, came under the statue of the ancestral witch and performed a complicated etiquette.

Afterwards, the witches of several lines also came to the stage to participate in the sacrificial ceremony under their summons.

I don't know if it's because Tong Shan was flirting in front of Luo Qianqiu or something.

Luo Qianqiu always felt that Tong Shan always gave him a feeling when dancing the sacrificial dance.

Sao!
"Great Ancestor Wu, please grant us strength and give us the well-being of the Wu Clan for generations..."

The voice of the chanter of the Wu tribe sounded in the mountains.

After this set of sacrificial rituals, it disappeared in one morning.

Luo Qianqiu imitated the appearance of the person next to him, bent down and sang something incomprehensible.

"The sacrificial ceremony is complete, and the people below who have received the order from the Ancestral Witch God stand up."

The person who presided over the sacrifice above said.

Immediately, the people who received the order from the Ancestral Witch God walked forward excitedly.

"Sorry, brothers, I will go up first."

Next to Luo Qianqiu, a Wu Clan disciple proudly showed off.

The people next to him all cast envious and jealous eyes.

"Hey, it's these bastards every time, when will it be our turn."

"You say no, Gu Feng."

Luo Qianqiu was just about to leave when suddenly, a young man next to him shook his head and patted him on the shoulder with a sigh.

"Now it's my turn."

Luo Qianqiu said something and walked forward.

Ok?
The person froze for a moment.

what's the situation.

"Hey, Gu Feng, what are you doing? This is a ceremony bestowed by the ancestor witch god. If you don't obey the rules, you will be imprisoned."

This person quickly grabbed Gu Feng.

"Xu Cheng, you know what the hell, you already said that I am qualified."

what!
As soon as Luo Qianqiu said this, the people next to him immediately looked back at him.

"Hahaha……"

Many people covered their mouths and laughed.

"Gu Feng, you're playing tricks again. If you are qualified, then I would have become an elder not long ago."

"Gu Feng, you have a fever." One person touched Luo Qianqiu's forehead and said gloatingly.

"What's going on, how can the grand ceremony allow you to make noise here."

At this time, the elder in front noticed the problem and came over to scold him.

It is none other than Jimo.

"Elder Jimo, Gu Feng said that he is qualified to stand on the top, and we are here to persuade him." One person explained.

In the expression, there is no lack of ridicule and sarcasm.

"Gu Feng, if you are reckless, I will imprison you in a water prison, do you believe it?"

Jimo snorted coldly.

He participated in this selection.

With Gu Feng's qualifications and abilities, he simply cannot meet the requirements for entering the first floor area.

Helpless, Luo Qianqiu could only take out the order bestowed by the ancestral witch god on his body.

Seeing this token, all around were stunned.

Jimo grabbed the order and looked at it for a moment.

Yes, this is actually true.

"Gu Feng, you..."

"Wo Cao, how did he get the order from the Ancestral Witch God?"

"Steal it."

Sour tones sounded all around.

"Sorry, I was lucky yesterday and picked it up in the witch tribe."

"So it's okay, you should go shopping more, maybe if you accidentally step on dog shit, you can pick up a token."

Luo Qianqiu snatched the order from the ancestral witch god, and deliberately increased his voice.

Jimo's body trembled abruptly, remembering the order from the ancestral witch god that he exchanged to Zhu Yunman.

He knew that Zhu Yunman's things were stolen by a little black dog last night.

Gu Feng was lucky enough to pick up this token.

Luo Qianqiu's sound not only made the people next to him hear clearly, but also attracted the eyes of people from the other two veins.

Luo Qianqiu glanced slightly, and saw Tong Shan looking over, her eyes were slightly puzzled, but also cold.

His idea was simple.

Tong Shan definitely hated him for such a big incident last night.

Gu Feng said that the token was picked up.

But Tong Shan didn't necessarily believe it.

Next, Tong Shan is likely to find Gu Feng for questioning.

If Tong Shan really did this, getting close to him would be Luo Qianqiu's chance to kill Tong Shan.

However, whether Tong Shan will do this, Luo Qianqiu is not sure.

In short, we can only take one step at a time.

Right now, this is the best move.

The figure of Luo Qianqiu leaving gracefully made those who ridiculed him freeze.

"Pick... Pick up..."

"Damn it, why don't I have such good luck."

This group of people was completely messed up in the wind, and the fire of jealousy was even more vigorous.

The order bestowed by the ancestral witch god was not registered, so even if it was picked up, Gu Feng can still have this qualification.

(End of this chapter)