I have a promise with the beauty

The indigenous people have an ancient folk custom, which is that if an outsider survives and is protected by the indigenous people, he must accept the lighting of lamps and sacrifices by the indigenous people and ask the gods whether this outsider has the opportunity to practice and become a god and become an indigenous person.

The god in ancient legends, so Yang Qingshan, the newly arrived outsider, was tragically turned on.

"Shameless! Despicable! Insidious!"

"You fellow-minded people, you know very well that you are going to be lit as a sky lantern, but you don't even warn me privately, and you are still here gloating about it."

"Heavenly Immortal Cultivator..."

"And you demon cultivators are even more despicable. You also provide the indigenous people with more sacrificial materials. It's the most shameless of all!"

Yang Qingshan was trapped in the huge snow-white lotus, unable to escape, and his cultivation was also imprisoned. He was told that the sky should not respond, and the earth would not work. He could only insult the beasts below, but the more he scolded, the more he cursed, the more

The more people laughed, the more they were afraid that Yang Qingshan would not know that they were watching the fun.

"Be patient, the sky lantern lotus is not a mortal thing. It can increase your cultivation. You can also ask questions about the heaven and the earth, your ancestors, and your future." The indigenous tribe leader smiled heartlessly from below, holding his hand in his hand.

The dance never stopped, and flames burned inside the sky lantern lotus rising into the sky.

Yang Qingshan had no expression on his face. He had completely given up on escaping. Since he wanted to ask the sky and the earth, Yang Qingshan simply asked the sky and the earth. He released his spiritual consciousness and traveled to the sky. His body was condensed with the armor of sky thunder and Gangfeng, resisting.

On fire.

Yang Qingshan's spiritual consciousness floated out like a gust of wind, overlooking the mountains of the indigenous people below like a god from the sky. Yang Qingshan was a little confused. This was obviously the underworld, how could there be such a place?

What about the wonderful world without a cave?

Why do the sun and moon appear together in the sky? Just as there is no day outside, there is no night in the world of the indigenous people.

Yang Qingshan was thinking, the indigenous people's territory is a separate space, a space embedded in the big world of the underworld. Who has such great magical power to do this, and it is so perfect, as if it is a complete world

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Yang Qingshan's ethereal consciousness slowly appeared in the sky, and the crowd who were still watching the excitement suddenly fell silent. They looked up at Yang Qingshan who didn't know he was being seen. Yang Qingshan was a god, looking at the heaven and earth with his hands and feet.

, suddenly realized some enlightenment, that is the power of faith.

In this perfect world, there are also imperfect places, that is, at the very edge of the world, traces of colorful energy are making up for the shortcomings of this world. Yang Qingshan was curious about an invisible strong wind, and suddenly

It blew past with a loud sound, and everyone below who had been silent just now tilted their heads and looked for it, especially the clan leader, who flew out shivering on crutches.

Yang Qingshan was so happy now. It was the first time that he was wandering in the sky like this. He completely forgot that his body was still suffering from the flames. He just flew to the edge of the world stupidly and stared at the void space.

The clan leader panted heavily and chased him nearby. He hid behind a rock and secretly watched Yang Qingshan's every move. This was the first time he had seen someone release his spiritual consciousness after he held a lamp-lighting ceremony to ask questions about heaven and earth.

My mind is wandering in the world, could it be that today I really met the legendary person who can practice to become a god?

The patriarch is not sure. After all, there are some differences from the legend. Yang Qingshan is just wandering around the world. If he can control the power of faith in the void space in the state of spiritual consciousness... the legend appears today, and the patriarch

As he thought about it, he stared at Yang Qingshan in stunned silence, raised his hand, gently grabbed a handful of the power of faith, and put it in front of his eyes to stare at.

"God..."

The clan leader rushed out excitedly and knelt behind Yang Qingshan in the sky. He stared at Yang Qingshan's back with tears streaming down his face, as if he was looking up at a demon god.

Yang Qingshan was startled by the clan leader's voice, and the power of faith in his hand turned into nothing. Yang Qingshan slowly turned his head, with a fierce look in his eyes as if he wanted to kill someone. The clan leader trembled, and the future god was frightened by him.

If you get angry or angry, the consequences will be serious.

"Is what I held in my hand just now the power of faith?" Yang Qingshan's face suddenly changed and he asked with a smile.

"It is the power of faith. As long as you cultivate the godhood, you can possess the power of faith, refine it into divine power, and become a contemporary god and the leader of the indigenous tribe." The patriarch said with great excitement.

"The leader of the indigenous tribe?" Yang Qingshan said, looking at the world and whispering: "How many people are there in the Flame Tribe?"

"Three hundred thousand."

"Are there any other tribes besides the Fire Tribe?"

"Qingfeng Tribe, Luoshui Tribe, King Kong Tribe, Earth Furnace Tribe, and four other tribes, plus my Flame Tribe, there are a total of three million indigenous people and 16 immortal-level elders. Haha, they are a bit tough." The patriarch smiled.

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Yang Qingshan's eyes narrowed, and he was very satisfied. However, he just grasped the power of faith, and he could not necessarily become a god. Yang Qingshan did not have that confidence, but he could grasp the power of faith, and Yang Qingshan also

Feeling that I was a little tough, I asked the group leader if I could catch him. The leader gave a wry smile.

"I can, but I can't store it. This is why my strength is obviously at the immortal level, but before the war, I am just an ordinary person, and the indigenous people have to perform sacrifices every time they start a war to gain enough power of faith.

Killing enemies and offering sacrifices are the most important things in life for us indigenous people, and they happen every day," the chief said.

"Aborigines, aborigines, what were your previous names?" Yang Qingshan suddenly became curious and asked a question that he had never thought of, and finally learned a secret.

"I don't know what my previous name was or what race I was from, but I know that our best totem is the Shennong clan's dragon totem." The clan leader said slowly, looking at Yang Qingshan with doubtful eyes. This was his first totem.

Once I saw someone asking the indigenous people what their ancient names were.

"Shennong's dragon totem?" Yang Qingshan pondered for a moment, suddenly smiled up at the sky, but then said with a shocked face: "My physical body."

"What? What's wrong? My god, wait for me." The patriarch looked at Yang Qingshan who looked like he was seriously injured and flew out while vomiting blood. The patriarch stretched out his hand to grab the blood spit out by Yang Qingshan's consciousness in the void.

, a trace of the power of faith was found in it, and the patriarch was stunned and speechless on the spot.

"It's different from our power of faith. It's such a powerful power of faith." The patriarch's heart surged: "Could it be that this future god has already cultivated the power of faith? He looks like he doesn't know."

Yang Qingshan's consciousness flew all the way and returned to his physical body. He suddenly suffered the most painful torture in the world. The flames of the flame natives were indeed extraordinary. They were more powerful than the earth fires he had collected. The powerful flames made him

Yang Qingshan's physical body has long since turned into a pool of stagnant water, but the skeleton is still there, with green light flowing on it, struggling to support Yang Qingshan's physical body from dying.

"God of the future, hold on. As long as you can hold on to the dragon's breath fire, your body will become the dragon's body, the most powerful body in the world. Hahaha... God of the future, I want to strengthen the dragon's breath fire.

You must persist.”

The clan leader also flew back, shouting that Yang Qingshan was the future god, causing the immortal cultivators and demon cultivators who were watching the excitement to stare at Yang Qingshan as if they were exploding, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, while the 300,000 flame natives

Without any instructions, when they saw the clan leader kneeling on the altar to offer sacrifices, they also knelt on the ground. In an instant, all the indigenous people in this world knelt down.

"Your sister..."

Yang Qingshan roared furiously in the sky lantern lotus. He had just found the feeling of a dragon body, and the unstoppable heat on his body gradually became gentle. As a result, the indigenous people below knelt down and chanted a song to worship, and the sky lantern

The lotus turned red, and Yang Qingshan was completely conquered by the flames. He rolled his eyes and muttered something that probably more than a hundred generations of the indigenous people's ancestors had cursed before he fainted and fell asleep in the flames.

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Half a month later, Black Turtle bit his toothpick with a contented look on his face, and said sternly to the several indigenous people behind him: "Next time, the roast pork must be heated over a warm fire. I like it like that, do you understand?"

"Understood." Several indigenous people lowered their heads and said in unison.

The Black Turtle nodded with satisfaction, and took a peek at the sky lantern lotus on the altar, surrounded by the roar of dragons. Yang Qingshan was in retreat where his life and death were unknown. The Black Turtle also had to take some time to breathe. The monkey can become the king when the master is gone, and he began to

He vomited the bad things among the native people and ate up all the good things among the native people.

"How long can we live like this?" Xuangui said painfully, wishing to discuss it with the clan leader to see if the power of the sacrifice could be strengthened. As a result, the Dragon Cry Surrounding was already the most powerful training sacrifice.

Can't be any stronger.

"It's a pity." Xuangui summed it up, and finally went to find Master Roushui. There was a lot of ambiguity there to appreciate. On the way, he saw the patriarch standing on a cane on a cane, so he flew over curiously.

"Old man, what are you doing? Are you waiting for someone?" Xuangui asked.

"It's the Turtle Immortal. Yes, I'm waiting for the representatives of the other four tribes to come here to watch the future god together."

"Really? The sacrifices of the five clan leaders should be very powerful." Xuangui suddenly rolled his eyes and said with a sinister smile. The clan leader was stunned and felt that it made sense.

Not long after waiting, dozens of people came in from the outside, divided into four groups, namely the Qingfeng Tribe, the Luoshui Tribe, the King Kong Tribe, and the Dilu Tribe. They all looked shocked and talked about their daily life with the leader of the Flame Tribe. Listening

The roar of dragons surrounded the altar, and I burst into tears.

"Surrounded by the roar of dragons, surrounded by the roar of dragons, the legend really happened."