Under the Zi Yan Ling Mountain, there is a tribe of the Yan clan. During this period, Yan rarely stayed here permanently.
Since that day when he guessed that I might be traveling with the Yan family, after Yan appeased Yu, he went into hiding and went down the mountain to stay in the tribe, waiting for the arrival of Taiqing Laozi.
He knew that since Taiqing Laozi entered the sphere of influence of the Youyan clan, he would definitely come here. After all, this is the source and essence of the entire Youyan clan.
Days passed day by day. On this day, after Yan paid homage to Nuwa Empress as usual, he was looking for a place to practice, but suddenly he raised his head and looked towards the horizon with a feeling.
The sky in the distance was clear with clear clouds and clear wind, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but as Yan's divine eyes opened slightly, he was under the vision of another magical dimension.
The sky to the northeast of the tribe was now turbulent, and the air of the blue sky filled the entire sky, slowly moving towards the tribe.
"Taiqing Laozi is here!" Seeing this vision, Yan knew without much thought that Taiqing Laozi, whom he had been waiting for for a long time, had finally arrived.
Although Taiqing Laozi at this time was the top power in the world and was only one step away from being a saint, the difference between this one step and the other was like the difference between heaven and earth.
It is true that the grand event Yan, who traveled three thousand miles from the east with purple energy in the legend of later generations, has no chance to see it now.
Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but Yan's footsteps were already heading towards the direction I came from. Ten miles out of the tribe, Yan stopped on a plain in the forest.
After turning his head and looking around for a while, Yan immediately started to move. Even if he did not use any magical power, it did not affect his speed at all. In just a moment, Yan had already leveled a huge open space in the wild jungle.
After that, Yan quickly used local materials to build a pavilion and tent for resting on the flat open space, using thatch as tiles.
After the pavilion was built, Yan respectfully waited outside the pavilion without any sign of impatience.
Time passed slowly, and as the sun slowly set in the sky, two figures, a man and an ox, slowly walked out from the jungle in the distance.
"Yan - Yan, welcome the Heavenly Lord! May the Heavenly Lord live a long life!" Yan bowed to me from afar and said loudly and respectfully.
I leisurely sat cross-legged on the back of the old cow, came to the thatched pavilion, stopped in front of Yan, looked at the tent casually, then looked down at Yan calmly, and said lightly:
"I haven't seen you for a few years. Your cultivation has not improved much, but your skills have improved a lot. You can actually predict my whereabouts."
Hearing this, Yan's heart suddenly tightened, he carefully raised his head and glanced at the expressionless Lao Tzu on the cow's back, and explained: "How can I predict the whereabouts of Tianzun with my little ability?
I just saw my sister Yu, and I guessed that Tianzun might have the Yan clan in me. I just saw the clear air filling the sky. I knew that my senior was coming, so I came here to greet him in advance. "
Hearing this, I nodded and did not continue talking about the matter. He raised his head and glanced at the hut in front of him again, and said casually: "What do you mean by this?"
Yan Wenyan turned sideways and said, "Senior has come from far away, so I specially built this pavilion for my senior to rest. I hope my senior doesn't find it too crude."
After saying that, Yan respectfully stretched out his hand to invite: "Senior, please take a rest inside!"
I glanced at Lu Peng and had no intention of going in. He turned to Yan and asked calmly: "Corporal Lixian, you must ask for something. What do you want?"
Yan was not offended by Lao Tzu's attitude. On the one hand, he had no right to be angry in front of Taiqing Laozi. On the other hand, he didn't care too much about face.
"Don't dare to ask for anything!" Yan waved his hands and explained: "Senior is a person with countless merits and talents in the world. It is a blessing for my tribe to have the Yan clan come to me.
Also, the juniors benefited a lot from the guidance from seniors in the Yao tribe last time. This time, the senior comes from afar, and as the landowner, I should greet him with courtesy. "
When I heard the words, I was noncommittal. My eyes were like a bottomless pool, with no emotion at all. It was calm and quiet, yet transparent and lively.
"You really have nothing to ask for?" My voice was calm and calm, but it made people feel at ease and convinced.
A look of astonishment appeared on Yan's face, and he said with a sneer: "Of course, if the senior is happy and can let the junior have the honor to be around to listen to the teachings, then it will be better."
Hearing this, I shook my head and refused: "Last time I was destined to say something, but now the fate is gone, I can't force it."
Based on the way Taiqing Laozi has acted in the human race these years, he should have left directly and ignored Yandi, but because of Nuwa's and Yan's own merits, he specifically told one or two things.
Seeing that I refused so simply, although Yan had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"So, it's junior Fu Qian!" Yan quickly calmed down and prayed: "Senior is Pangu Zhengzong, a rare and powerful person in this ancient world.
Our human race is naturally weak and has a shallow foundation of strength. It is difficult to survive in this primitive wilderness. I am fortunate to have my senior here today. On behalf of all the Yan clan members, I take the liberty to ask for your mercy from my senior.
I can accept the sacrifices of my Yan clan from generation to generation, and lend some divine power and holy virtues to protect my Yan clan's tribe, so that it can survive and pass on from generation to generation in this era of great conflict. "
Yan said it last, with sincere words, and bowed deeply to Taiqing Laozi to the end.
After hearing Yan's words, I's eyes fluctuated slightly. I lowered my head and took a deep look at Yan, then turned to look at the Yan clan's tribe.
After a while, he said indifferently: "You have already sacrificed to Junior Sister Nuwa in the tribe, and now you want to sacrifice to me for generations. Where can you place Junior Sister's majesty as a saint?"
Yan listened to Laozi's words, although he felt slightly uneasy, but he immediately said: "Sage Nuwa created our human race and is the mother who gave birth to us.
The grace of creation and fertility will never be forgotten from generation to generation, and its sacrifices will naturally last from generation to generation. If the non-human race dies, I, the Yan clan, dare not slack off in the sacrifice of the Holy Mother.
However, our human race is weak, has no mature inheritance, and is ignorant of our thoughts. The great virtues of the predecessors worked tirelessly to walk among the human race and lecture on the principles of human nature.
Since our predecessors have done this to educate the human race, to the human race, they are like teachers who pioneered humanistic civilization. One is a teacher and the other is a mother. With the compassion of the empress, she will not blame us for offering sacrifices. "
"Teacher of humane civilization? Educate the human race?" When Taiqing Laozi heard Yan say these words, a light flashed in his eyes, and the chaotic inspiration in his heart suddenly found direction.
The thoughts and inspirations accumulated during these years of walking in the human tribe suddenly became organized, and the opportunity to become a saint that he had been thinking about for thousands of years began to slowly become clear at this moment.
Taiqing Laozi's calm face that had not changed for thousands of years could not help but show a hint of joy at this time, and his eyes looking at Xiang Yan were a little softer.
"You are good! I will accept the Yan clan's sacrifice."
