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- Huhe looked around the field. At this time, he had taken control of the entire field.
All the Shanyue warriors who were loyal to the high priest were captured, and the subordinates of the patriarch were also surrounded, just like before.
Now, you just need to keep your hands closed, and you can safely inherit the position of Patriarch, no! He has sole control over the entire Shanyue!
After all, the high priest is not young, and he has been corroded by the Yin force. His body is not as good as before. After one arm was torn off, he fell to the ground and screamed. Now, he has more air coming out and less air coming in. He is dying to see it!
On the other hand, the Patriarch on one side was temporarily able to survive due to the previous changes. Now, when he looked at Huhe, his eyes were full of naked fear and horror.
Seeing Huhe looking at him, the Patriarch laughed miserably and said, "Are the descendants of Suyana, the golden bloodline of Shanyue, going to kill each other again?"
Suyena is the ancestor of Shanyue. Legend has it that he was born from the flames. His bloodline is called the golden bloodline and has the political legitimacy to rule the Shanyue tribe.
But aren¡¯t there too many fights between golden bloodlines for power? Even before that, the ancestors of Huhe were also the ancestors who lost their position after being defeated by the Patriarch.
Huhe looked at the Patriarch. Although he was middle-aged, his face was a little pale, but he stood tall and had not lost his previous magnanimity. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "Dear Patriarch, you are also a descendant of Suyana. Why do you want to deal with your blood brothers together with the high priest?"
The Patriarch smiled bitterly. He and the High Priest had a tacit understanding to eliminate the centrists in one fell swoop, then determine the winner and complete the unification of the power of the Tiangong Tribe!
These are all conspiracy plans. It's in public, but it's inconvenient to say it, who would think. Except for the variable Huhe, they unexpectedly made a sudden comeback. It can be said that he and the high priest were completely defeated.
However, with such a heroic leader in Tiangong, there is hope for a revival in the future!
The Patriarch looked at Huhe with a complicated expression. After a pause, he pulled out a short golden staff from his arms.
This short staff is glowing with golden light, and its entire body is actually made of gold. The body of the staff is decorated with pearls and gemstones of various colors, making it even more radiant!
Huhe¡¯s eyes paused, this is a token of past patriarchs, a symbol of the power of the Tiangong Department!
"This scepter will be returned to you!" The Patriarch looked at the scepter in his hand. There was a flash of memory in his eyes, and finally he stretched out his hand, closed his eyes and said.
The expert in Huhe art was bold, and naturally he was not afraid of any tricks the patriarch would play. He strode forward and took the scepter. The scepter was very heavy. It seems to be solid.
"As a descendant of Suyana, I demand that the golden blood be given the dignity of death!"
Seeing Huhe take over the scepter. When the patriarch spoke out, everyone could see that although the patriarch's appearance had not changed, he had obviously lost his vitality and seemed to be much older.
This golden bloodline has special privileges when it comes to death, and can request to die without seeing blood.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of the blood, very few golden blood died. This is the tradition of Shanyue.
"I swear by the holy fire, I, Huhe, will agree to your request!" This was just a small matter, and Huhe agreed without thinking.
With a wink, Bayan led a few warriors and escorted the Patriarch to a large tent. The Patriarch was considered a hero, so naturally he could not be insulted.
This execution must be carried out away from everyone, either with white silk or poisoned wine. In short, there will be no blood and the honor of the Golden Family will be insulted.
Soon, Bayan came out, his face a little gloomy, but more excited, he looked at Huhe and nodded.
It is clear to the surrounding mountains that the Patriarch must be unlucky at this time! For a moment, there was some commotion in the crowd, but the warriors shouted in unison and suppressed it.
At this time, a clan elder came out, looked at the Shanyue clansmen, and said loudly: "Since Guka is dead, the Tiangong tribe should have Huhe, who is also of golden blood, succeed to the position of patriarch. Do you have any objections?" ?¡±
"I, Bayan, agree!" Naturally, Bayan strongly supported it. He drank loudly and stared at the tribesmen with a pair of tiger eyes, glowing with fierceness. It seemed that anyone who dared to spit out the word "no" would immediately pounce on them!
¡°I agree!¡± Immediately afterwards, the centrist warriors following Huhe Bayan also shouted.
Once the force is vested, the prestige will be great. This is not only reflected in luck. The other Shanyue people, seeing the warriors holding swords and bows, all support him. Knowing the general trend, they all spoke in favor of Huhe's succession.
Although the Patriarch still has several children, this is not the case in Shanyue. If in normal times, the Patriarch arranged for him to slowly hand over his power to the children, there might still be some possibility of continuation, but now, Hu If He doesn't kill them all, it shows mercy.
Shanyue is a barbaric and martial man. Now Huhe not only controls the army, but also shows extraordinary bravery.They are of golden blood and have the great righteousness of ruling. The mountains and rivers under them all surrendered after just a moment of hesitation. They all knelt down and shouted: "Huhe! Huhe!"
"You are the sun in the sky, born of flames. You should be the patriarch, lead the lost wolves, and conquer every inch of the land under your feet"
The crowd of mountains, under the leadership of the clan, sang ancient poems.
This was handed down from the ancient Shanyue. It looks like a sacrificial text but not a sacrificial text, and looks like an article but not an article. However, every time the Shanyue Patriarch succeeds to the throne, he must recite this.
As everyone acknowledged He He, the shouts became louder and louder. As everyone bowed down, Fang Ming could see wisps of white air gathering together, forming a cloud shape, and stopping above Hu He's head.
The white air is mellow and gradually turns red. A trace of red air hovered on Huhe's surface, gradually becoming smooth.
"Huhe is now in control, and he is only a red person. It seems that the number of people is too small. The entire Tiangong tribe only has ten thousand people, how can it go up again?"
Hu He¡¯s original facial features were a bit weak, but now that he has luck, he has changed.
When Fang Ming saw this, he seemed to have some enlightenment. This person's face and destiny are not static. When encountering major events, winds and clouds will still come together. Even if he was a farmer in the morning, he would still be able to ascend to the Emperor's Hall at dusk!
"White Qi is the Qi of ordinary people. Common people only have a few strands and strands. If it forms a solid mass, it has an official body."
?According to Fang Ming, people below the ninth level are generally still white Qi. When you reach the eighth level, it is red and white.
The county magistrate is in the seventh rank, his luck is pure red, and he is in charge of the power of a county, and he is Bailihou.
Zhengxiupin, still gathered in red and yellow, only the five grades can the golden air straight and transparent, and the pure gold!
??Now Fang Ming, the truth about his own personality is red and yellow. Song Yu, on the other hand, has already developed his youthful energy and has a fourth-level destiny pattern.
"Humanity's luck is really good, it's intense and hot, and its brilliance is scorching!" Fang Ming couldn't help but sigh as he thought about Song Yu's luck.
Now, he is fearless when facing real people. After all, the real person only has his own magic power. Even if he has scattered officials, but he is not close to the military and the people, and he does not hold real power, how much luck can he help?
On the contrary, I am still a bit afraid of the humanitarian officials.
Especially the powerful official who holds great power! After all, officials have to control the people's destiny, which is extremely rich. Although they cannot use it themselves, it is more than enough for self-defense.
Fang Ming also carries the destiny of all peoples, so every move he makes is filled with great power, and his divine power is so powerful that it can consume real people to death.
?????????????? But when it comes to officials, it¡¯s a bit troublesome for both sides to lose their luck.
Of course, for officials below the sixth rank, they can be ignored, because Fang Ming's own luck far exceeds the luck of officials. But when it comes to the fifth grade and above, it's a little bit powerless.
"Fortunately, in this world, officials cannot practice the law. Otherwise, if the method of luck is understood, it will be even more terrifying!"
¡°Whether it was Fang Ming¡¯s previous life or Da Qian, there were no examples of officials successfully cultivating immortality. There are deep secrets in this, and even Fang Ming is not clear about it.
"Now Huhe has a red personality. This is the military power in his hands, and he will support his destiny!"
??????? Originally, this Huhe, which governs ten thousand people, should be a gathering of white energy. It is a great blessing to have a few traces of red energy!
"But under his rule, they were all Shanyue, with fierce temperaments, and most of them were warriors.
If we really talk about it, we can produce three thousand elite soldiers! This strength is no small matter, and with a red status, it is not surprising.
This means that Huhe¡¯s current strength almost exceeds the military strength of a county!
"This is still a Tiangong tribe. If Shanyue all unites, it will really become a climate that cannot be stopped!" Fang Ming felt a trace of fear in his heart.
At this time, the ceremony has been completed under Shan Yue. Now Huhe can be regarded as the new patriarch of the Tiangong tribe.
When a clan leader¡¯s face is red, he has to say something. But he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.
"Cough cough cough cough giant tree totem! Your servant is willing to offer all his flesh and blood soul as a sacrifice, please come!"
The high priest got up from the ground, ignoring the swords and guns of the surrounding Shanyue warriors and the gap in his own arm that was still bleeding.
Singing loudly, he seemed to have entered a mysterious state at this time. Although he was seriously injured before, it did not affect his activities at all. As he chanted, a wave of waves was generated and spread quickly to the distance.
If Fang Ming wanted to, he could naturally stop it, but a light flashed in his eyes, but he kept his hands behind his back and allowed the high priest to call him.
"No! Stop him quickly!" the clan elder shouted.
"Hahait's too late! You guys, come with me"Stop it! "The high priest's eyes glowed with a faint green light, and his voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworlds, which made people feel chilly.
As the high priest finished singing, there was a ripple in the distance, and a shrill ghost cry sounded, which even ordinary people could hear.
Fang Ming¡¯s expression remained unchanged as he saw the scene of hundreds of ghosts walking at night reappear again!
The ghosts formed dark clouds, three feet above the ground, floating like light smoke. The cold wind they brought with them made the surrounding mountains rise, making them feel frightened and almost want to kneel down.
"Hmph! Trash!" When the evil ghost saw this, he didn't understand anything and cursed with disdain.
This sound penetrated the barrier of yin and yang, and even ordinary Shanyue people could hear it. It was so cold that it almost made their blood freeze. Many Shanyue's legs trembled!
But the high priest looked happy and shouted: "The totem is coming! You! All of you will die!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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