Yan stood in front of the cave that he had repaired and expanded with his own hands, and revisited his old place. The climate here was very different from a few years ago.
The once lifeless tribe now seems to be full of life amidst the cries and din of children. In front of the cave, even if the sun is shining brightly, there is still a blazing flame, which not only brings warmth, but also gives people a great sense of security.
Seeing this, Yan couldn't help but open his eyes and looked towards the sky above the tribe.
Under Yan's divine eyes, the once misty gray-white clouds over the tribe have not only completely stabilized, but there is also a faint yellow air coming from the mountains in the distance, and the exciting gray-white clouds quickly turn to white.
Yan even faintly saw a hint of light red from it. Apparently, because of the decision to become a god and the protection of luck after the Yao Tuo catastrophe, this tribe that was once on the verge of destruction was reborn.
"The Immortal Chief! There is the Immortal Chief of the Yan clan—Yan!"
A shout of surprise interrupted Yan's thoughts. He lowered his head and looked at the young tribe in front of him who looked surprised and a little awe-stricken, and said with a gentle smile: "Is the old priest of your tribe here?"
At this time, it was when the sun was high in the sky, and most of the adults in the tribe had gone out to hunt, but Yan knew that the old priest might be in the cave in front of him because of his age.
"Here! On the ground!"
The young people were obviously a little too excited, and they were stammering when they spoke. After replying to Yan, he directly put down Yan, turned around and ran towards the cave behind him, shouting:
"The Immortal Chief is here! To offer sacrifices, the Immortal Chief of the Yan clan is here again!"
A sudden shout broke the tranquility in the cave, and an old voice sounded in the cave along with chaotic footsteps.
"Immortal leader? Yan is back?"
As the sound rang out, a skinny old man with white hair quickly jumped out of the cave. His steps were so fast that the young humans were left behind.
"Yan! It's really you!" The old priest rushed out of the cave in a few steps, looked at the young face standing not far away, and shouted with surprise on his face.
"Haha! Old priest, long time no see." Yan smiled faintly at the old priest and greeted softly.
"Haha! Yan, you are really here!" The old priest heard Yan's greeting, laughed happily, and then hurriedly led the way and said, "Let's go in!"
Yan heard the words and did not refuse. He smiled and nodded to the others who came out, and then slowly stepped into the cave with the support of everyone.
In the cave, after a period of noisy greetings and polite greetings, other human races had left. Opposite Yan, only the old priest was still sitting there talking to Yan.
"Yan, have you gained anything in the mountains these past few years?" A trace of anxiety flashed across the old priest's face, "I wonder if you can meet the former high priest of our tribe?"
Yan was not surprised at all by what the old priest said. To a certain extent, Yao, the former high priest of the tribe, had become a knot in the old priest's heart.
Now that he saw Yan coming out of the mountains again, he naturally wanted to ask questions immediately.
"I have met the high priest of your tribe. I have been with him in the past few years." Yan did not hide anything and nodded directly in confirmation.
"He...what's his condition now?" The old priest clenched his fists tightly and asked with a complicated expression.
"His condition was not very good when I first met him. However, after several years of hard work, he has completely recovered his consciousness and is currently recovering in seclusion."
Hearing Yan's words, the old priest let out a sigh of relief, then a hint of resentment flashed vaguely in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "I wonder if he said what happened at the beginning?"
Yan took a deep look at the old priest, and then said in a leisurely manner: "Yao had a problem with his practice and lost his mind, which led to the catastrophe. I can't blame him completely."
With that said, Yan began to tell the old priest Yao's situation in detail from beginning to end.
"That's it! That's it! Haha - the clan members died so unjustly!"
After hearing the whole story, the old priest's face changed. Sometimes he was confused, sometimes resentful, sometimes sad. Finally, all the emotions turned into a sad sigh, followed by a drop of dirty tears rolling down.
After a while, the old priest put away his emotions, wiped his tears from his face, and said apologetically to Yan, "I'm sorry! I just lost my temper."
Yan Wenyan did not answer, but waved his hand indifferently.
"Then did he say when he would return to the tribe?" Seeing that Yan did not reply, the old priest continued to ask with a conflicted expression.
Yan probably guessed what the old priest was thinking. He didn't want to comment on this, so he answered directly: "Yao has no plans to return to the tribe. He is probably also afraid that the same problems will arise again."
After hearing Yan's words, a trace of regret appeared on the old priest's face, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief, as if relieved.
Obviously, although he knew that the previous disasters were all due to accidents, he could not completely blame Yao. However, even so, it is obviously still difficult to completely let go of the knot and accept Yao's return.
Of course, facing the current bad situation of the tribe, objectively speaking, if Yao can return, it will be good for the safety and development of the tribe.
Therefore, the sacrifice to Yaolao is contradictory.
Fortunately, now that Yao has made a decision, he no longer has to be in a dilemma.
When the topic reached this point, the two of them fell silent. It was not until a moment later, when Yan saw that the old priest's mood had completely calmed down, that he started talking about business again.
"Although Yao doesn't plan to return to the tribe, he doesn't mean to ignore the tribe completely."
"Ah!" The old priest was full of surprise when he heard this, and he exclaimed in surprise. Then, he looked at Yan with gleaming eyes and asked eagerly: "I wonder what his plan is?"
Yan did not give in. Facing the old priest's expectant eyes, he said directly: "In the past few years, Yao and I have thought of many ways. Finally, we decided to build an ancestral temple in your tribe and enshrine the ancestral gods to protect the tribe."
"Establish an ancestral temple to offer sacrifices? Consecrate the ancestors to the heroic spirits?" Obviously, the old priest did not understand the meaning of Yan's words. He looked at Yan with doubts on his face and asked in confusion.
This time Yan did not give a detailed explanation to the old priest. He just said lightly: "I will be in charge of the specific pardon and granting. You don't need to worry about it."
"As long as your tribe follows my request and builds an ancestral temple as soon as possible, and performs sacrifices at all times, and worships the ancestral gods and spirits with incense and belief, then under the law of amnesty, the gods will have spirits, and they will be able to protect the safety of the tribe."
After hearing Yan's words, although the old priest was full of doubts about the idea of becoming a god, but thinking of Yan's methods and kindness, he did not ask any more questions, but simply nodded and agreed.
"No problem! This move will greatly benefit the tribe, and I will naturally cooperate. If there is anything we need to do, Yan, just ask."
Seeing that the old priest agreed simply, Yan nodded with satisfaction.
Although he and Yao discussed pardoning and canonizing the old priest as a god in this tribe, if the person concerned showed any hesitation or shirk, Yan would definitely not hesitate and would directly leave and choose someone else.
After all, although Yan She was granted the title of God's Mansion for his own benefit, it was also a great opportunity for the people and tribes being granted the title.
When an opportunity comes, if you hesitate and shirk it, it means that your blessing is not deep and your connection with this opportunity is shallow. As for the matter of conferring gods, although it is based on human principles, it is more about luck and merit.
If the people and tribes who are pardoned are not blessed enough, it is obviously not a good thing for the gods. Therefore, Yan naturally will not force himself to act forcefully.
