When the blood flowed to the drain and flowed underground, the hair mixed in the blood flowed along with it, intertwining with it.

Blood overflowed from the drain in the shape of a mosaic and began to spread around.

Suddenly, everyone’s pupils shrank a little bit, it was hard to imagine…

At this moment, the scene I am looking at on Mount Lhasa…

Is it true or not?

This is a scene that I haven’t seen in decades!

Strange lightning, circling crows, and a strange man knocking on the wall!

“Rumble…”

A deafening sound of thunder and lightning resounded throughout the sky, and everyone’s bodies could not help but begin to tremble, as if their psychological defenses had been broken.

Looking at the top of the temple from afar, it seems that there is an angel living in the dark gray clouds…

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Chapter 148 Shanman Religion!

On the high platform.

Seeing this strange scene, Xu Si pointed at the alien who was constantly hitting his head below and said in a trembling voice:

“They…what happened to them? Are they affected by the worship ceremony?”

So weird…

Even though I have seen many cases committed by aliens, and even some ancient aliens who used their supernatural powers to deceive the masses…

But compared with the Tibetan worship ceremony, it is nothing.

Those were just small fights, this is a real ceremony!

Cao Ning looked at the ghost hand he had just controlled, which tightly wrapped the entire platform like a natural protective barrier.

He nodded and said to Xu Si:

“Yes, this Sanskrit can affect people’s minds. They are the closest… and they don’t have the blood of the Tibetan people, so they are controlled.”

As he spoke, he looked towards the top of the temple. Even though he was several hundred meters away, he could still see the look of surprise on Old Man Lin’s face.

As the abbot of Lhasa Monastery, Old Man Lin probably didn’t know the effect of this pilgrimage…

but.

The official authorities have acquiesced that the aliens from the alien world have come to fight for the relics. Do they know about this?

Will the company sandwiched between the authorities know about this?

What roles do they play in this incident?

Wei Wei was also shocked. The Miao people were very skilled in the use of poison, but they did not know much about this kind of religious ritual.

This is the first time I’ve seen such a strange thing.

A trace of curiosity appeared on his young face, and he said to Cao Ning:

“Brother Xiaoning! Can you tell me about it? When I travel the world, knowing more knowledge will give me another way out, right?”

Upon hearing this, Cao Ning knocked on his head and said sternly:

“With your mediocre skills, you still want to go out into the martial arts world. Don’t let yourself get beaten up!”

As he spoke, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes. This time, many characters appeared that had never appeared in the original novel…

Old man Lin, who has a very good relationship with the old man, is one of the sixty-six villains who are famous in the world of aliens…

And the mysterious leader!

Between thoughts.

Xu Si’s chuckled voice came from his ears. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in Cao Ning’s mouth, and said in a mean way:

“Let me smoke a cigarette to calm down. I really want to know!”

Cao Ning snapped his fingers, and lightning appeared from his fingertips. The moment he touched the cigarette, it was instantly ignited…

He pointed at Xu Chu and said slowly:

“Xu Chu, I’ll give you a chance to show your abilities… Explain it to me.”

Explanation?

You have to know this explanation before you can give it, right?

I know what the side effects are, but I don’t know where they come from.

This thing has been passed down for at least thousands of years. How can I know about it?

Counting my last life, I am only 40 years old…

Xu Chu looked at the strange image, coughed a few times, scratched his head awkwardly and said:

“Master, I don’t know either…”

Dian Wei beside him looked away, kicking the stones under his feet with his big feet, looking like he didn’t know either…

Seeing this, Cao Ning suddenly felt a headache. What a bunch of illiterate people…

There was also an embarrassed expression on his face. The boast had already been made, and he couldn’t let others see that he didn’t know it, right?

But he saw Xu Shu jumping around beside him, pointing at him and looking like he wanted to speak freely.

Then he coughed a few times and said:

“Ahem… Yuanzhi, can you explain?”

Xu Shu’s eyes widened immediately, and he jumped on the ground a little exaggeratedly, pointing at himself in disbelief, and said in a surprised tone:

“Master! Are you asking me to explain?”

Cao Ning looked at Xu Shu’s performance and suddenly felt a headache coming on. He nodded and said:

“That’s you! Stop wasting time!”

You kid, you’d better explain it to me clearly, otherwise I will put you in solitary confinement when you return to this space!

Xu Shu used his finger as a pen, waving golden lines in the air, and said with a serious expression:

“In fact, Tibetan Buddhism is not the true Buddhism of China. It contains more of the shadow of Shamanism.”

“There are three types of shamanism: ancestor worship, totem worship, and nature worship.”

As he spoke, he pointed to the surrounding environment and continued to explain:

“They believe in everything that can bring them happiness, such as mountains and rivers, rivers that converge into one another, and even animals, which can all be made into totems and other objects.”

When Cao Ning heard this, the statues in the red building and the ancient paintings on the walls of the white building suddenly came to his mind.

There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes. How could this kid Xu Shu know all this?

When I first met Xu Shu, he looked a bit silly and immature. At that time, I thought his identity as a military advisor was a cover-up for his active nature!

Now it seems that this guy really has two things…

When Xu Si heard this conclusion, he asked doubtfully:

“That’s not right. Didn’t Shamanism originate in North Asia? It’s so far away from the Tibetan territory that it has nothing to do with it at all.”

Xu Shu pointed to the southern part of the map and explained calmly:

“He uttered two words softly, Nanman!”

When Cheng Yu heard these two words, he explained in a low voice:

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“Zhu Rong…”

Everyone looked at Cheng Yu in confusion. What did this have to do with Nanman and Zhurong?

It’s talking about the fire god Zhurong…

Or Meng Huo’s wife, Zhu Rong? !

Cheng Yu said in a hoarse voice:

“I once visited the Southern Barbarians in my early years. Their beliefs were not much different from what Xu Shu described, but they also worshipped their ancestors…”

Xu Shu snapped his fingers and pointed to an area in the southern part of China, which was Guangdong!

Then he explained:

“Yes! The religion believed by the southern barbarians at that time was called Shanman, which is the predecessor of today’s Shamanism!”

“Due to the wars in ancient times, religion spread out like branches, forming simplified versions of religions of various ethnic groups, and the largest religious name is called Shaman.”

Xu Si suddenly realized and nodded. This didn’t make sense. After all, if you want to spread culture…

In the business world, buying and selling is one method, bartering is another method, but…

From ancient times to the present, the most widespread and fastest way to spread something is war!

Just like Yuan, he expanded his territory to almost the entire continent, except for the invincible cavalry…

There is another extremely critical factor, and that is gunpowder!

The gunpowder firearms that appeared at that time were like a bug product of the times. No matter what weapon it was, it was simply not enough in front of it.

What Spartan Warriors…

What noble swordsman…