"How come a god is so similar to Confucianism!"
Yang Fan waved his hand and dismissed the waiter, muttering to himself.
However, he also realized one thing, that is, compared to the many gods of shamanism, this God of Heavenly Order is definitely a troublesome one!
At least, he walked around the city for a long time. Except for the Great Khan's Golden Tent, which was the temple of God Tianxu, and several other temples, he felt an unfathomable feeling.
He took a deep look at the temple of God Tianxu, and then went downstairs carrying the wine and meat.
Step back to the small temple.
As he walked, he sorted through the information he got.
There are several pieces of information that he values more, one of which is the composition of the gods of shamanism, which are three types of gods: natural gods, ancestor gods and functional gods!
Natural gods are made of natural phenomena and forces between heaven and earth.
Ancestor gods are mainly made by deceased ancestors and heroes under the incense sacrifice of their descendants and tribes.
Functional gods represent various specific fields and activities, such as wealth, health, love, war, art, hunting, etc., which are very similar to the gods of the extreme west.
Compared with the limited incense of ancestral gods, the sources of belief in natural gods and functional gods are undoubtedly more common.
After all, you can't expect others to worship your family's ancestors.
There is another piece of information he got from a temple of Tantric Buddhism, that is, the living Buddha of Tantric Buddhism seems to have accepted the invitation of Manchu Khan Nurhachi and is already on his way to Shengjing!
Thinking back to what Nurhachi asked him to bring to the living Buddha of the Esoteric Sect that day, he always felt that there was a connection!
"However, I haven't received the information that even a Tantric temple knows about..."
Yang Fan pinched his chin, "Is it because I sent the monks in the temple to heaven, or because the other party didn't pass on the news to me at all? You know, I now represent the Bodhisattva Mihuizhi!"
This made him vaguely feel that the secret sect might not be stable either!
Of course, this can also mean safety.
It's best for the other party to ignore you all the time!
After all, to be able to become the leader of a sect, to be known as the living incarnation of a god and Buddha, and to hold the highest authority of the esoteric sect, his strength is definitely extraordinary, and it is not surprising even to be in the Chonglou realm.
Just like the high priest who appeared when he killed Hercules Longo before, he was able to draw the power of the supreme god of shamanism, which is simply terrifying!
Being able to stay away may not be a good thing for him now!
Return to the small temple.
The faint aroma of meat comes in from inside, and after smelling it, you can't help but whet your appetite.
"Is it ready?"
Sure enough, when he saw Yang Fan returning, the bear god, who was about 10 feet tall and hunky-backed, wore a tiger skin apron and walked out from the kitchen.
I saw that he was holding a basin the size of an iron pot in his hand. The basin was filled with hot steam and fragrant aroma. It contained the hard dish that the Bear God had successfully prepared - braised bear paws.
"Master, the braised bear paw is ready!"
The Bear God quickly stepped forward and put away all the table tops and side dishes.
"good!"
Yang Fan sat at the table and nodded with satisfaction.
However, he glanced at the bear god who was standing aside and secretly swallowing saliva. The corner of his mouth twitched. This is your own bear paw. Well, to be honest, it's really not appropriate for you to swallow saliva like this.
"Fortunately, I'm kinder!"
Yang Fan sighed secretly, took out his hand from the storage bracelet and took out the beef he bought, "This is yours!"
How could he let someone eat his own flesh and blood?
Although the beef was a bit cold due to the time lost along the way, at least it was brought back from the restaurant not far away by him, not even ten miles away!
The other party has to accept this friendship.
You have to accept it even if you don’t accept it.
"..."
Fortunately, the hair of the bear god is all black, otherwise, he would definitely curse people.
He worked hard for three hours and wasted the six or seven bear paws that he had obtained by repeatedly resurrecting his flesh and blood. He finally succeeded in making the braised bear paws, but he didn't even get a share of them. Is this appropriate? !
Shivering!
When will he, the bear god, be able to stand up!
However, looking at the cold beef handed over by his master, he had no choice but to swallow it with a mouth full of bitterness.
"Woo, my bear's paw..."
For a moment, he didn't know whether he felt sorry for his bear's paws, or whether he felt sorry for himself that he couldn't eat his own bear's paws.
Yang Fan looked at the bear god with tears in his eyes, not knowing the other party's complex psychological activities. However, just imagine that someone wanted to eat his own bear paws. It would probably be quite uncomfortable.
So, he rarely spoke to comfort him and said: "Sit down! Beef strengthens your body. There is also Shaodaozi wine here. Drink more! I can't help but eat and drink. You can eat and drink without worry."
"Yes, Master."
The Bear God sat next to him aggrievedly, like an angry little daughter-in-law. He looked at the beef in front of him and then at the pot of braised bear paws in front of Yang Fan, feeling even more aggrieved.
However, just when Yang Fan was about to take off his chopsticks, a slightly old and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
"If you don't mind, can I add a pair of bowls and chopsticks?"
When Bear God suddenly heard this, he couldn't help scolding his mother, he didn't mind!
However, when he turned around to see who was seeking death, a figure had already caught his eye, and it turned out to be the high priest of the shamanism!
Outside the icy and snowy temple, the high priest walked slowly as if covered with wind and snow.
An invisible and majestic aura enveloped him, as if he were one with the world, perfect and complete.
"High, high priest..."
Bear God's face changed slightly and he subconsciously stood up.
"It's the right time, it's fate."
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes, looked at the high priest, and slowly said, "Black Bear, go get the dishes and chopsticks."
"yes."
The bear god hurriedly went to the kitchen, took out the bowls and chopsticks, and placed them on the table.
However, this time he did not dare to serve at the table again, and just stood beside the table, his big and honest face full of caution. If you look closely, there is even a trace of uneasiness and uneasiness in his eyes.
The high priest sat down and looked at the "Bodhisattva of Secret Wisdom and Wisdom" in front of him.
Although the other person appears like a young monk at this moment, all Buddhas have many appearances, no self, no one, no sentient beings, and no lifespan.
Therefore, it is not surprising to see what it looks like.
The key is breath.
"Before I came here, I wanted to kill you..."
Under the gaze of the bear god beside him, the high priest picked up a chopstick of braised bear paw, put it into his mouth and chewed it for a while, then slowly said, "However, I have changed my mind! Bodhisattva Mihuizhi, are you willing to become a Buddha?" ?”
He stared at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan also picked up a piece of braised bear paw with chopsticks. Not to mention, the bear god is very good at his craftsmanship!
After savoring it for a moment, he said calmly: "I naturally want to become a Buddha, but you, the high priest, are not a Buddha yourself, so how can you allow me to become a Buddha?"
After the words fell, he raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of the high priest.
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Note: It’s a little late, dear readers, please forgive me.
