After all the ceremonies were completed, the sacrifice was essentially over for the clan leader and the elders. However, for the children who participated in this sacrifice, and for the long years that lay ahead of them, it had just begun.
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Three days later, the festive atmosphere in the tribe still hadn't faded.
In the eyes of the ordinary residents in the tribe, they might not know what this sacrifice represented or the meaning behind it. All they knew was that it was a grand festival held in the tribe every ten years, and the more important the festival, the more festive it should be.
This was probably the happiness in the eyes of ordinary people. Not thinking about other things, living in the moment, and pursuing immediate happiness.
One day, a group of teenagers were standing in the courtyard where the old clan leader lived. Each of them had a ruddy complexion and was full of energy. They were exactly the group of children who had participated in the sacrifice three days ago. All seven of them were present, neither more nor less.
This was something the old clan leader had specifically told them after the sacrificial ceremony that day.
"This sacrificial ceremony is a very precious experience for you. After you go back today, each of you should carefully feel and understand what you've gained. I'll answer the questions in your minds three days later."
These were the words the old clan leader had said to them that day.
The experiences they had during the last sacrifice had indeed brought a great shock to their young hearts.
Therefore, they were all very enthusiastic and came early.
The old clan leader, dressed in a clean plain linen robe, led these children to the guest hall where he usually gave lessons. They sat neatly, and the looks they gave the old clan leader were filled with respect and hope.
Then, the old clan leader began to speak to them with a very solemn expression: "As the old saying goes, traveling ten thousand miles is better than reading ten thousand books. In this tribe where we live, the people you've been in contact with since childhood are all relatives in the tribe. You've never left this tribe and have never come into contact with people and things in the outside world. Therefore, your understanding of this world only stays within this tribe where we live..."
"Compared to the world, the place where we live is like a drop in the ocean, as tiny as a grain of sand. An ordinary person can hardly explore even a small corner of the land in their entire life. But the exploration of the unknown by humans has always been one of the ways that drives the pursuit of civilization change since ancient times. Despite the passage of time and great changes, humans have never given up."
"As time passes, human civilization has gradually become stronger. People learned to use the power of nature and to tap into the treasures within themselves. Thus, the cultivation civilization emerged."
"These people are called cultivators, or those who seek to refine the truth. To this day, the cultivation civilization has long become the most powerful force in this universe and the absolute ruler of our continent."
"Grandpa Clan Leader, what is a cultivator?" The snot - nosed boy looked at the old clan leader with a puzzled face and asked. The other children also had looks of confusion on their faces.
The old clan leader smiled at him and then continued, "In the eyes of us ordinary people, cultivators are often mysterious and invisible, noble, capable of flying through the sky, disappearing into the earth, and even possessing the extraordinary ability to move mountains and fill seas."
This immediately excited all the children present. Their eyes were filled with yearning and admiration. They were determined to become powerful cultivators in the future, so that the uncles and grandpas in the tribe wouldn't have to go out hunting hard and risk their lives every time.
Next to them, Xuanyuan Taihao secretly clenched his fists.
Since he learned to read, he had liked to look through the books collected by the old clan leader at home. He knew more than the other children. He knew what kind of mysterious and unpredictable abilities a powerful cultivator had, and at the same time, he knew how difficult it was to become a cultivator.
But his young face was filled with determination.
"I know you all want to become cultivators and have powerful skills."
"But this is not something that can be achieved overnight. To achieve such skills, first of all, you need unwavering perseverance, and at the same time, you need to keep working hard. These are the most basic conditions for becoming a cultivator and also determine whether you can go further in the future." The old clan leader said this, with a hint of admonition in his tone.
Although he said this to make them aware of the hardships of this path, it didn't make these teenagers feel frustrated. Instead, their eyes became even more determined and passionate.
On this day, the old clan leader told them a lot of rumors and insights about cultivation. He also taught them how to embark on this path and how to grasp the direction of their future.
This is a road full of magic, and it is also a road full of crises.
Stepping on this road is full of uncertainties...
It was not until evening came and the sky gradually darkened that they reluctantly left.
In the room, only the old clan leader and Xuanyuan Taihao were left.
It seemed that they were still talking about something...