Chapter 2940

Elder Wu of Houtu Village turned around and floated up into the sky. He gave the crowd a glance and said, "Elders of Houtu Village, welcome to Houtu Village!

Welcome to the rare Dipankara Ceremony of Houtu Village!

As you all know, Houtu Village hasn't held a Dipankara Ceremony for several tens of thousands of years!

If we follow the teachings of our ancestors, none of the Ji Man of Houtu Village can be called Ji Man!

Meng Mountains is the sacred mountain of the twelve Great Gods, and also the place where the descendants of our Great Gods live and reproduce. For thousands of years, countless storms have washed over Meng Mountains, but we have always stood on the peak of Meng Mountains, and never backed down!

In order to continue the bloodline of the twelve Great Gods, it is unavoidable for us to be at death's door, unavoidable for us to panic, and unavoidable for us to lose our confidence!

However, we are after all the descendants of the Great Gods, and we are not the same as mortals. The Great Gods have always entrusted us with their hands!

Although there is no Dipankara Ceremony, the Dipankara Ceremony has always existed in our hearts!

Although Ji Man of Houtu Village is not the rightful Ji Man, in the hands of the Great Gods, she is still the rightful Ji Man! "

"And now, under the order of the Great God Houtu, the Soul Falling Lamp of Houtu Village has been repaired. From now on, when the Ji Man is confirmed, we can hold the Dipankara Ceremony again!

Ji Man of Houtu Village can now carry out the order of the Great God Houtu! "

As Elder Wu's voice echoed out, the entire ancestral hall was boiling with excitement. Not only were the Elders of Houtu Village chanting in some unknown language, even the Elders of Houtu Village had gone crazy, as each of them was chanting the grace of the twelve Great Gods.

Looking at the boiling scene, the young Elder Wu of Houtu Village descended from the sky and began chanting in some unknown language, while his body began dancing slowly.

The eleven Elders of Houtu Village standing behind Elder Wu dared not to be negligent. Their faces were filled with solemnity and longing, while they were chanting the same language, and their bodies were dancing together with the movements of Elder Wu of Houtu Village.

When the twelve Elders of Houtu Village moved, the other Elders of Houtu Village dared not to wait any longer. Their cheering stopped immediately, they began chanting in the same language.

The entire ancestral hall was filled with an extremely solemn and pious voice!

Strands of dark-green light mixed with strands of golden light began to gather around the statue of the deity. There were even some dark-green lights coming from the outside of the ancestral hall. Clearly, all of the Soul Warriors and natives of the Back Earth Palace were worshipping the deity statue at the same time! Not only that, but there were also some dark-green lights coming from outside the ancestral hall. Clearly, all of the Soul Warriors and natives of the Back Earth Palace were worshipping the deity statue!

At first, the light was like a small stream, but after the meal, it was like a tidal wave, filling the entire ancestral hall and covering the statue of the God!

"Hiss ~ Power of Faith?" Xiao Hua saw the green brilliance and the faint golden threads, and couldn't help but guess.

Xiao Hua and the others couldn't hear what the Old Shaman of the Houtu Village said earlier in the Shaman language. Xiao Hua wanted Xiao Mao to explain, but when he saw that Xiao Mao had the same longing expression as the other Old Shamans, Xiao Hua swallowed his words.

However, even though Xiao Hua didn't understand what the Old Shaman of the Houtu Village was saying, he could roughly guess from the Old Shaman's expression and the reactions of the surrounding Elders of Houtu Village.

As time passed, the brilliance became even more numerous, as if it was real. However, the golden threads in the brilliance became fewer and fewer, almost invisible.

"Gugujiji!"

Suddenly, the Old Shaman of the Houtu Village let out a hysterical roar and jumped up from the ground. Then, the sound from his mouth changed greatly, becoming extremely loud and resounding. His body danced crazily in the air.

However, the Shaman language of praise in the entire hall still maintained the same rhythm as before, neither fast nor slow.

As the Old Shaman of the Houtu Village danced, a layer of blood-red light appeared around his body. This blood-red light floated from the surface of his body, just like the True Blood Dharma Body of a disciple of a cultivation family. It gradually condensed into the image of the Houtu God in the air!

This Dharma Body was so clear that it was as if the hair on the Great God's body could be seen!

Moreover, a majestic and supreme aura gradually emerged from the Dharma Body.

"Aooo ~" The Dharma Body suddenly swung its snake tail and let out a roar that caused the hearts of others to tremble.

At the place where this roar fell, a deep sound was immediately produced. In front of the statue of the Houtu God, more than ten jade skeletons appeared. In the middle of these skeletons, Zi Ming and Ji Man, who were dressed in splendid attire, also appeared.

At this time, Zi Ming was kneeling on the ground with his hands held in front of his eyes in an extremely sincere manner. His hands were like blooming lilies as he held the Soulfall Lamp.

Ji Man from the Houtu Village didn't kneel. Instead, she stood to the side with her waist slightly bent. However, her hands were also holding a small bone staff in her right hand!

Xiao Hua, Li Zongbao, and Red Dawn Fairy stood at the back with a trace of surprise on their faces as they looked at everything in front of them. In the ancestral shrine, everyone was dancing. Many of these Elders had dark skin and their clothes were also strange. If they were to be described as a group of demons dancing, it wouldn't be more appropriate.

Looking at Xiao Mao, he seemed to be dancing on his own without anyone teaching him. Moreover, there was also a faint green light coming out from between his eyebrows and converging into the current in the ancestral shrine.

"Caw caw caw caw ~" The Houtu Village's Elder Wu suddenly stopped flying, and the sound from his mouth grew louder. The Dharmakaya slowly flew toward the statue along with the seemingly solid green stream. Seeing the two extremely similar figures approaching, the Houtu Village's Elder Wu's body fell to the ground like a meteor, and he prostrated himself deeply in front of the statue!

At the same time, all the other Elders stopped dancing and prostrated themselves on the ground at the same time.

"Boom ~" A faint roar sounded and the Houtu Village Elder rushed into the statue of the Houtu Great God!

The statue of the deity instantly emitted an extremely resplendent green light. Moreover, the seven hands behind the statue emitted a faint black aura!

As soon as the green light and black gas appeared, the green light in the ancestral shrine mixed with faint golden threads rushed into the statue like a swarm of bees. The entire statue let out a strange sound. This sound was almost exactly the same as the Houtu Village Elder's chanting of the Houtu Village Elder.

"Wuwuwuwu ~" When the green light in the ancestral shrine completely disappeared, a shrill ghost-like wail was clearly emitted from the god statue. A feeling comparable to a huge boulder pressing down on one's head instantly spread out from the god statue!

Xiao Hua, Li Zongbao, and Fairy Hong Xia, who had been standing quietly and watching everything in the ancestral shrine, had no strength to resist at all in the face of this heavy pressure. They were immediately overturned and pressed down on the ground!

"This …" Xiao Hua turned pale with fright. The golden light around his body flashed chaotically. Unfortunately, whether it was his magic power or strength, it couldn't be compared to this seemingly unparalleled heavy pressure!

Looking at the statue again, the Houtu Village Elder's Dharma Body was also squeezed out and returned to the Elder's body in an extremely sorry state!

Furthermore, as Elder Wu's celestial body appeared, a cold, barbaric, and merciless aura appeared from the deity statue. The moment this aura was released, it immediately filled the entire ancestral hall. Moreover, it was as vast as the sea of smoke as it enveloped the entire Houtu Stockade.

"Aooo ~" The strange thing was that Zi Ming and Ji Man were pressed down by the heavy pressure. The Soul Falling Lamp in Zi Ming's hand flew up and a terrifying aura rushed out from the Soul Falling Lamp. The Three-Headed Black Hound in the Spirit Treasure immediately appeared and even opened its mouth to roar.

"Ga … ga … ji …" Just as Xiao Hua raised his head with difficulty, the statue that was originally an inanimate object suddenly let out a cryptic, hard to understand and rare syllable. It seemed to be green seal script but also seemed to not be green seal script. Following this syllable, the Three-Headed Black Hound's body immediately emitted an intense green light. A kind of heart trembling fluctuation came from the Soul Falling Lamp.

"Pu ~" It was also at this time that Zi Ming, who was lying on the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. It really landed in mid-air!

The blood essence instantly turned into a phantom image of the Houtu Great God. When the Three-Headed Black Hound saw this phantom image, it roared again. One of the beast heads opened slightly and the phantom image entered it like a stream of light!

"Swoosh!"

Following the entrance of the phantom image, countless ghost wails and wolf howls came out from the void all around. Furthermore, countless of light and shadow rushed into the ancestral shrine from all directions. All of the flames in the entire Houtu Stronghold disappeared at this moment. Suddenly, a jade colored flame was born from the Three-Headed Black Hound's head. Once the flame was born, it immediately lit up the entire ancestral shrine. Xiao Hua could not help but close his eyes.

Even so, the jade-green flames still penetrated Xiao Hua's mind, and even his soul. Waves of shock pulsed along with the flickering of the flames. It was as if the flames could see through the entire world, illuminating everyone's soul.

"Si ~" Xiao Hua sucked in a breath of cold air. "This Spirit Treasure … isn't it too powerful?"

Just as this thought appeared in Xiao Hua's mind, the flame immediately retracted. Furthermore, the phantom image of the Three-Headed Black Hound also entered the Fallen Soul Lamp. The entire ancestral shrine sunk into an indescribable darkness. Only the brilliance of the Fallen Soul Lamp was reflected in everyone's eyes.

"Huff …" Another sound like an old man gasping for breath came out from the darkness. Xiao Hua suddenly felt his body become lighter. Furthermore, that frightening aura also disappeared like a torrent.

"Wah wah wah … Yiyiwu …" Just as Xiao Hua was about to stand up, countless Shaman Language once again emerged from within the ancestral temple. Streaks of green light once again appeared within the ancestral temple. In front of Xiao Hua, the hundreds and thousands of Shaman Elders once again began to dance with tears streaming down their faces. The atmosphere was even crazier than before.

Xiao Hua slowly stood up amidst this jubilation. His heart was extremely puzzled. His eyes also flashed with fear as he looked at the God Statue in the middle of the green light!