Chapter 4 The Pillar of Origin
The altar of origin is right in front of Prince Dajiang’s Mansion.
Even within Prince Dajiang's Mansion, you can see the huge, majestic 'Origin Pillar' towering into the clouds when you look up!
That is the gift of the ancient gods and the source of martial arts.
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Legend has it that in the ancient centuries, the world was originally a world where Origin Beasts were raging. Mortals had no power and multiplied like rats crossing the street.
Until one day, the ancient gods sympathized with the sufferings of mortals, built the Divine Pillar of Origin, and gave mortals their natal totems. Only then could mortals truly build their own homes and live and work in peace and contentment.
It is said that on the God Sacrifice Day, the ancient god will appear in person above the clouds and overlook all living beings.
Today is the grandest day of the year.
From Dajiang King City, as well as from many surrounding small towns, boys and girls of appropriate age had arrived early and were waiting patiently in the vast altar of origin.
Of course, the Qilin royal family in Dajiang County has privileges. They do not need to crowd with ordinary people. They have a special passage that leads to the bottom of the Pillar of Origin.
In addition, they have other special perks.
For example, when ordinary people worship and come into contact with the Divine Pillar of Origin, a group of hundreds of people gather around the Divine Pillar of Origin, which is at least ten feet in diameter, to receive the gifts of the ancient gods.
As for the five-line Qilin royal family, as well as some descendants of those with high status, they naturally go up alone, so that they have the greatest chance of getting their natal totem.
There is no way. Strictly speaking, the God Sacrifice Day only lasts for half a day. This precious time must be used according to the strict level.
On this day, Princess Ruohua led the people of the royal city to worship the ancient god. The entire ceremony took an hour.
Next, the boys and girls worshiped separately and then received the gifts.
Everyone is extremely sincere, but if their hearts are not sincere, how could the ancient gods give them gifts?
Jiang Zizai woke up relatively late. When they rushed to the Pillar of Origin from the 'special passage', it was estimated that groups of hundreds of people had already begun to accept the 'gift'.
Lu Dingxing and Ruo Xiaoyue were both extremely nervous.
"Boss, this is the 'Sincerity Flower' that I planted sincerely. If you bring it with you when you worship, maybe the ancient god will be merciful..."
Lu Dingxing held a bouquet of white flowers and presented it to Jiang Zizai.
Despite his majestic appearance and burly figure, his biggest hobby is planting flowers and plants.
The gentle energy when gazing at flowers and plants is particularly scary.
"Giant panda, if this thing of yours doesn't work, don't show it to embarrass yourself." Ruo Xiaoyue rolled her eyes.
They quickened their pace.
Jiang Zizai once again saw the divine pillar of origin that contained astonishing power.
Once again being exposed like this, I felt mixed emotions in my heart.
How could he not envy Lu Dingxing and Su Qianyu for having their own natal totems?
How could you not envy your elder brother Jiang Junjian for his peerless elegance?
As the son of King Zilin, he was born to be strong. He didn't know what he did wrong.
Just as they were approaching the 'Origin Altar', they didn't expect that there would be someone later than them.
They arrived late at this time, but with their faster speed, they caught up with Jiang Zizai.
The two teams met here and their eyes crossed.
The main character among them is a young man in golden robe.
His figure is tall and straight, slightly majestic, his complexion is fair, his eyes are peach blossoms, and there is always a look of pride between his eyebrows.
Jiang Zizai was particularly familiar with this person. He was one of the five-lineage unicorns, "Jiang Junduo", the son of "Jiang Lao", the master of Jinlin Mansion.
Because the two are close in age, they have often been compared in recent years.
Jiang Junduo also awakened his natal totem at the age of nine. Although it was only a 'yellow-level natal totem' at the beginning, when he was ten years old, his father found a suitable source of evolution for him.
His natal totem evolved into a 'mysterious level totem' and became a 'red gold unicorn totem'.
Now, every move, expression and eyes are filled with the anger and power of a red gold unicorn, which is very frightening.
Although his talent was average, his father assisted him with various resources and elixirs, and like Lu Dingxing, he had cultivated to the fifth level of the Martial Life Realm.
However, no matter how powerful he is and his status is different, in the past, when meeting the 'little prince', he had to be respectful.
There was a pair of looks in his eyes today, and it was obvious that his mentality had changed.
He hurried past, but there was a trace of ridicule in the corner of his mouth, and he said in a deliberately surprised tone: "Hey, isn't this the young prince? Why are you late this year? He was so pious in the past few years. It is said that before dawn, he will be here I have been kneeling in front of the Pillar of Origin for a long time.”
"Cousin, this year is different. After all, it's just a formality to end my career as the son of Zilin King. If I were him, I wouldn't embarrass myself today."
The one who took the conversation was a nine-year-old child next to him. He had just reached Jiang Junduo's chest and still had a childish look on his face. Although he was not very old, his sinister tone was very well learned.
Jiang Junduo put on a serious face and said: "Children, don't talk nonsense, you will make the young prince cry. Let's see if your parents don't teach you a lesson!"
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Zizai with a smile and said, "Don't be angry, little prince. This guy is coming to worship the Pillar of Origin for the first time this year. He is not as 'experienced' as you. Please take care of me when the time comes. "Guidance."
The two of them were chatting, laughing, shaking their heads, and surpassed Jiang Zizai and the others as if no one else was around.
As the saying goes, when a tiger falls and is bullied by a dog, that's probably what it feels like today.
Jiang Zizai's backer had fallen. He had expected that if he didn't live up to his expectations, such mockery would become commonplace in the future.
"Boss, don't be angry. When the 'Qilin Club' arrives, I will beat Jiang Junduo up to vent your anger." Lu Dingxing said bitterly.
The 'rich experience' of the God-worshipping Day is the most ruthless humiliation.
Jiang Zizai spread his hands and said nothing more.
It's useless to say anything now.
He looked up at the Origin Pillar and inexplicably remembered the huge and strange dream yesterday.
"Dad, are you giving me guidance?"
He stepped into the Origin Altar and looked around. There were really a lot of people here. The drastic changes yesterday did not affect the grandeur of the God-worshipping Day at all.
The Qilin royal family, high up on the altar, led all beings to worship.
Below, there were tens of thousands of boys and girls, lined up in a uniform manner, waiting for the arrival of the most important moment in their lives.
They were all very nervous, standing unsteadily, restless, with their heartbeats speeding up, especially when their names were called, blood immediately rushed to their heads.
Many mortals long for the gift of the gods to change the fate of this life.
Jiang Zizai saw his mother, who was presiding over the overall situation with the other four-veined Qilin Palace Masters.
Under the scorching sun, her face was bleak, and even if she tried her best to maintain it, it was still difficult to hide the uneasiness and depression in her heart.
Only when she saw Jiang Zizai coming and saw her son looking at her did she show a smile on her face.
Today is Jiang Zizai's most important opportunity, she wants her son to have the strength to support himself.
Jiang Zizai remembers the love of his parents in his heart.
On the origin altar, one hundred boys and girls, after worshiping, stood nervously around the origin pillar.
They closed their eyes, their arms trembled, and touched the ancient relief and patterns of the origin pillar.
Each person only has ten breaths of time, which is enough to reveal the answer.
Those who have not gained anything within these ten breaths have failed, and it is useless to wait any longer.
Jiang Zizai looked at the towering God of Origin with a fiery gaze.
Suddenly, the first natal totem appeared!
The arm of one of the young men shone, and a fiery red light flashed on the God of Origin, passing through his arm and reaching his forehead.
Boom!
A fiery red mark was imprinted on his forehead.
The lines of the mark were simple, but it vividly outlined a fiery red tiger with flames burning around it.
Buzz!
The mark vibrated once and suddenly expanded, forming a huge flaming tiger's phantom on its head, roaring to the sky.
This is the totem!
"Xu Jiayin! Flame Tiger Totem, Yellow Level!"
For a moment, the entire origin altar was filled with envious exclamations.
The young man immediately became the dazzling core.
Even though the phantom had been retracted and the totem mark on his forehead had dimmed and hidden, he was still the center of attention.
"Dad, Mom, if you are in heaven, your child finally succeeded!"
The young man knelt on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Thank the ancient gods first, idiot!" the adult next to him reminded him.
No matter what, his life had changed.
His joy formed a sharp contrast with the sorrow of the remaining ninety-nine people.
Among this group of hundreds of people, only he stood out and was chosen by the ancient gods to change his fate against the will of heaven.
Next, groups of people went up, and with the appearance of each totem, dozens of times more people were dejected and eliminated.
Jiang Zizai, who used to be one of them, was also one of them.
After a short half day, tens of thousands of civilian teenagers had completed the worship. Today's day of worship was actually the most exciting moment.
Those who went up now were basically descendants of totem martial artists.
The probability of them awakening their natal totems was more than ten times that of ordinary people.
The higher the status, the later they appeared quickly.
Moreover, they are obviously younger, and most of them are children aged nine or ten.
According to experience, most of the totems awakened after the age of ten are useless.
"Wang Qiong, Giant Sword Totem, Yellow Level!"
"Jiang Suo, Red Rabbit Totem, not up to the level!"
Some totems are indeed too lazy to be recorded in the Totem Canon because their growth is extremely limited.
Although awakening such a totem will make the totem warrior laugh, it actually has the opportunity to evolve, and it is at least much better than the 'mortal insect'.
And even if they are all yellow level, because of the difference in totems, there will be huge differences in future growth.
For example, the previous 'Flame Tiger Totem' is much stronger than the 'Fire Monkey Totem' of the same level.
The later the day of worship, the more rare and powerful totems will appear.
The probability of the descendants of the totem warriors going up one after another to get the natal totem is about one in two.
And many amazing geniuses, at the age of nine, can get the totem that makes the whole audience cheer and envy, and become the focus of everyone for a while.
Some of them will even be absorbed by the Qilin royal family and serve the royal family.
When the descendants of the Qilin royal family appeared, the scene really became hot.
Because the children at this time are all nine years old, and the youngest is ten years old, and the probability of success is close to 80%!
The remaining 20% will basically succeed next year.
These nine-year-old children can easily get the natal totem with great potential, and they are naturally overjoyed, in exchange for countless envious eyes.
"Jiang Junxin!"
Suddenly a name was read, which made Jiang Zizai a little unhappy.
The one whose name was called, very proud, and strode towards the Pillar of Origin, was the nine-year-old child who had come with Jiang Junduo before.
He looked particularly confident, and even when he was worshipping the ancient gods, he seemed careless.
Jiang Zizai was also like this when he was nine years old, and he believed that he would definitely get his natal totem.
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His appearance attracted the attention of many powerful people. It seemed that the master of the Four Veins Qilin Mansion was discussing this child, but Ruohua did not interrupt.
At this time, Jiang Junxin touched the Pillar of Origin with his palm.
Boom!
In an instant, the Pillar of Origin burst into a ray of light, and the golden light hit the center of his eyebrows with his arm, forming a golden totem mark!
Buzz!
The mark expanded and vibrated, forming a golden Qilin, without roaring, with a cold face, looking down on the world.
The most obvious feature is its thick golden mane, which spreads in the wind like a lion.
"Congratulations to Jinlin Mansion! Jiang Junxin directly awakened the 'Golden Mane Qilin Totem', a Xuan-level totem! The future is limitless!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked and cheered. This was the first Xuan-level totem born today, and it is likely to be the only one.
The applause and countless envious eyes were all focused on the young boy.
Jiang Junxin had an expression that was not expected, pretending to be calm, but he could not hide his inner ecstasy.
"The future belongs to me!"
He clenched his fists and roared at the tens of thousands of teenagers below. He already had the power of the 'Golden Mane Qilin'.
Directly awakening the Xuan-level totem is indeed a top talent.
"Jiang Xuan, congratulations."
The owner of Huolin Mansion, 'Jiang Entropy', was wearing a red robe, and his dark red eyes were calm. At this time, he slightly bowed and said to a man in a golden robe next to him.
The man in the golden robe was much more sturdy, and his flesh and blood looked like gold.
He was the Lord of the Golden Scaled Mansion, ‘Jiang Xi’.
At this time, he grinned and said, “Brother Entropy, stop talking like that. You and I both know that the totem is just a start. Whether this child will really have luck in the future depends on himself.”
Jiang Xi of the Fire Scaled Mansion stroked his long beard and looked at Jiang Junxin with admiration, saying, “Golden Mane Qilin is pretty good among the Xuan-level totems.”
Jiang Xi nodded and said, “Yes.”
His eyes fell on Princess Ruohua in front of him. Looking at her exquisite and voluptuous figure, a hint of obscenity and desire flashed in his eyes.
He controlled his thoughts very well and said, "Sister-in-law Ruohua, I heard that 'Zizai' will also come today, why didn't I see him? Such a good opportunity, can't be given up casually."
Princess Ruohua looked back at him and said, "He won't give up, and you don't have to worry about it."
Jiang Xi smiled and said, "Actually, sister-in-law, I know you are under a lot of pressure. After all, Brother Yunting has had this incident. If 'Zizai' is not a good person, his future is really bleak."
He changed the subject and said with a smile, "However, the clan rules are dead. In the future, he will be an ordinary person in Zilin Mansion and live a life of wealth and glory. We will not have any objection. After all, we brothers have watched this child grow up."
When Ruohua looked at him again, there was already murderous intent in her eyes.
"Yun Ting's matter has not really been solved yet, so don't be so anxious to jump up and down like a monkey, or you will end up crying and begging for mercy on your knees."
"You!" Jiang Xi was feeling proud, and naturally he was upset when Princess Ruohua said this.
"Jiang Xi, stop talking." Jiang Shang patted his shoulder.
"Well, I've seen it six times anyway, so I'll watch it again." Jiang Xi shrugged, and he had already seen Jiang Zizai.
It just so happened that it was the end of the show, and it was Jiang Zizai's turn.
When his name was called, the whole audience suddenly fell silent.
Even the boys and girls knew that if the youngest son of King Zilin was really so rotten, he would really have to be expelled from the Qilin royal family.
When Jiang Zizai walked up to the altar and approached the Pillar of Origin, Jiang Yu pursed his lips, smiled strangely, sighed, and said, "Hey, if it weren't for Brother Yun Ting, who did something that hurt the heavens, how could this child be so pitiful, despised by the heavens, and not even get his own natal totem? It's all karma!"
In front, Ruohua clenched his fists, and his nails pierced into the flesh of his palms.
