Yan's sudden visit made Yao very happy. While he was surprised by Yan's breakthrough, he was also happy for it.
Although Yan's expression made people want to hit him, Yao still endured it. However, he no longer had the interest to discuss this topic.
"These Shinto monks are so boring!" Yan didn't get a response from Yao, and muttered to himself somewhat boringly.
Later, at Yan's request, Yao took him to visit the grand scene of the Taoist temple, which opened Yan's eyes and also benefited a lot.
As the god of the earth and mountain, Yao has an almost instinctive understanding of managing the landscape and combing the earth's spiritual acupoints, and his attainments are naturally extraordinary.
During this visit, Yao did not hide anything. He answered all Yan's questions. After the exchange, Yan gained a lot.
Afterwards, the two of them sat down, drank the spiritual fruit, talked about their respective experiences in the past ten years, and also discussed some of their respective insights on the great road.
Unknowingly, it was already the next morning. Suddenly, the two people who were chatting enthusiastically stopped their conversation and turned to look outside the mountain.
A trace of sadness flashed in Yao's eyes, he glanced at Yan and said, "It's almost time. Fellow Taoist has been waiting for more than ten years, and this time there is a result."
Yan Yan kept looking away from the mountains, and when he heard Yao's words, he nodded lightly and said: "This old priest of your tribe has ended his life, and the matter of becoming a god is at the right time. This time there should indeed be results. "
"Hey! I don't know if what I'm doing is good or bad?" Yao looked a little complicated and shook his head, sighing.
Yan turned his head and glanced at the other party, but said nothing more. He turned to look at the tribe outside the mountain again.
At this time, in the cave where the Yao tribe lived, the white-haired old priest had lost the ability to move. His face was covered with gray spots and his cloudy eyes could no longer see clearly.
Looking at the blurry figure in front of him and the faint voice, the old priest knew that his life had come to an end.
However, thinking about the tribe that was once almost in despair, and slowly recovered its vitality in the past ten years or so, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
At the same time, a young figure came to mind.
"There is Yan, Yan!" The old priest suddenly got the strength and shouted loudly, his trembling old voice full of gratitude.
"Sacrifice!" Several people around the old priest saw this situation and shouted with concern.
However, the old priest's roar seemed to have exhausted the last of his energy. Before he could even stop shouting, his cloudy eyes had completely lost their luster.
At this time, in Yao's dojo, Yan also heard the last voice of the old priest. He shook his head with some sigh, stood up and said, "The time has come to become a god. Are you friends with us?"
Yao looked at the tribe outside the mountain with a complicated expression. After the old priest, no one in the tribe knew him anymore, and his contact with the tribe was almost severed.
"Forget it. I won't go." Yao shook his head and rejected Yan's proposal.
"As fellow Taoist said, the separation of humans and gods is the right thing. It's better not to let the tribe know my existence. I will protect them secretly from now on."
Seeing that Yao really had no intention of showing up, Yan didn't force him and just rode the clouds towards the tribe outside the mountain.
When Yan arrived at the tribe, the tribesmen were crying sadly around the old priest's body, completely unaware that the old priest's ghost was wandering around them.
Yan Luoyuntou immediately saw the ghost of the old priest and hurriedly took action to protect it. Then he said to the people who were stunned by his sudden appearance:
"More than ten years ago, I built an ancestral temple for your tribe, but the time did not come at that time. There was a temple but no god. Now that the god has returned to his throne, the opportunity has come. It is time to set up a god, enshrine ghosts and gods, and perform sacrifices."
"Greetings to the Immortal!" Yan's words brought the stunned people back to their senses. They all gathered around and knelt down to worship.
Yan gently waved his hand, lifted up the people who were kneeling and worshiped, and said: "There is no need for common rituals. Go prepare sacrificial supplies and canonize the gods as soon as possible."
"Immortal! I wonder what the regulations are for this matter of conferring a god? And... the old priest is offering sacrifices to him..." Among the crowd, a man led the way and bowed to Yan and asked in confusion.
"I have my own rules for conferring gods. All you need to do is prepare three animals to perform sacrifices, and leave the rest to me."
"As for the old priest... he has great merits that can be passed down in your tribe. He should be the god of your ancestral temple, pass on his merits, and enjoy the sacrifices."
Although Yan was a little impatient, the matter of becoming a god was of great importance. Seeing that he was confused, he patiently explained it.
"Ah! Did the old priest become a god and live forever?" After hearing Yan's explanation, the man's eyes lit up, and he looked at Yan with extremely eager eyes.
Yan looked at the other party deeply and said no more. He just ordered again: "Go and prepare the sacrificial objects. I will wait for you at the ancestral temple."
With that said, Yan didn't wait for this person to speak, and left directly in one step, arriving in front of the tribe's ancestral temple.
Thinking of the eager look in his eyes just now, Yan Bujue shook his head and smiled. He saw greed in that look, greed for godhood and immortality.
Arriving in front of the temple and feeling the strong power of faith, Yan nodded with satisfaction. Apparently, the old priest had not forgotten his instructions and had been offering sacrifices to the ancestral temple over the years.
Entering the ancestral temple, Yan stood in front of the statue, bowed in all directions, activated his Youtong supernatural power, and the immortal energy surged all over his body, and his consciousness was in the dark, arousing the mysterious and vast inexplicable Taoism.
Mysterious trajectories were naturally drawn on his hands, and the spiritual light was like a winding spiritual snake, and an obscure and mysterious spiritual light talisman was outlined in front of Yan's body.
Just as the talisman was completed, an aura that had a dark and sinister meaning but was extremely upright and sacred suddenly came out from it, filling the entire temple and then the entire mountain peak.
Suddenly, I saw longing shadows floating in the dark corners of the nearby mountains, and piercing ghost howls came from them, one after another, very lively.
However, although the noise caused by these gloomy ghosts is not small, they are captured by the power of the sun. They can only be furious but dare not show their heads at all.
Yan didn't care about what was going on outside. He was solemnly holding the somewhat vague spiritual talisman outlined by the aura in his hand.
Looking at the magic talisman in his hand, Yan did not dare to be careless at all. With a thought in his mind, a faint golden light of merit suddenly appeared in the back of his head.
Following Yan's intention, a ray of golden light shot out and fell on the spiritual talisman. The golden divine light spread rapidly, and in a moment, the spiritual talisman had completely turned golden.
The talisman that was originally unstable suddenly became stable.
After the spiritual talisman stabilized, Yan then stretched out his hand towards the statue in front of him and pulled out a ray of milky white power of faith.
With the blessing of this power of humanistic faith, the originally stable golden talisman's divine light began to restrain itself, gradually turning virtual into reality, and finally formed a jade talisman.
Yan stretched out his hand to catch the talisman, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. The most critical talisman for becoming a god was completed.
This god-conferring talisman was created by Nian Yan after he realized the underworld world and the innate spiritual treasures, combined with his own supernatural power.
It is guided by the merits of Yan itself and based on humanistic beliefs. It can forgive ghosts and seal ghosts and gods.
Although the merits of fire need to be consumed when drawing the talisman, the god's mansion it is conferred is also subject to this, and it can further enrich the merits, beliefs, and even luck of the god's mansion.
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