In the small temple.
"Bodhisattva Secret Wisdom and Wisdom..."
Yang Fan was so moved that he almost cried when the Ancestral God Fucha, the Naga Ancestral God and the Langlu Ancestral God came together.
I'm really dozing off, so someone gives me a pillow.
They really made him cry to death…
With such heavy snow and extremely cold weather, why not celebrate by eating braised bear paws?
The bear god who acted as the door god at the entrance of the main hall of the small temple shivered instinctively and subconsciously tightened the bearskin coat on his body. Is there someone who wants to harm me, the old bear?
In the main hall, Yang Fan's smile couldn't help but attract the attention of Ancestral God Fucha. He always felt that the other person's smile was disturbing, and couldn't help but ask: "May I ask why the Bodhisattva is laughing?"
"This is the smile of the Buddha upon seeing the Buddha."
"What do you mean by this?"
Ancestor God Lang Lu frowned on the side.
Yang Fan said seriously: "If you are willing to devote yourself to Tantric Buddhism, you will definitely enjoy the fruition status like me, be among the gods and Buddhas, and enjoy the incense of the world. Therefore, it is said that the Buddha smiles when he sees the Buddha."
This is Chi Guoguo’s hint!
Hearing this, the Naga Ancestor God glanced at the Fucha Ancestor God and the Langlu Ancestor God, his spirit was slightly shaken, and said: "The Bodhisattva's words really spoke to our hearts! In fact, we have always been yearning for the Tantric religion, but we have been searching hard for it. There is no way!"
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
Yang Fan clasped his hands together and said: "There is a Buddha in my heart, and the Buddha is in front of me; there is no Buddha in my heart, and the Buddha is in the sky. I think the three of you have already had deep roots of wisdom, and they are destined to be my Buddha at the first sight!"
“Besides, it’s a great fate!”
After a pause, he said in a very determined and serious tone, "The three of you will definitely be with me, Buddha, from now on!"
"Hahaha."
The three Naga ancestor gods looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.
With Buddha?
Wouldn’t that mean he also became a Buddha and became an ancestor?
They couldn't help but imagine that scene, and they yearned more and more for joining the Tantric Cult!
And when the three of them visited the small temple, the Guanyan ancestor god representing the Guarjia clan and the Heshe ancestor god representing the Hesheli clan appeared in the Tianshen Temple in Shengjing City.
As the Temple of the Supreme God, the two of them appearing there undoubtedly represented some kind of choice.
Only the ancestor god Tong Zhe stayed behind closed doors and stayed in his temple in Shengjing.
For a time, the eight ancestor gods, except for the two deceased ancestor gods Sochuroluo and Mahaluo, the six ancestors with their own thoughts faintly split into three camps!
at the same time.
The high priest who was far away also got the news, and he couldn't hide the smile on his old face.
"This secret sword is really useful!"
This move not only caused divisions among the ancestors and gods of the eight major clans, but also forced two of them to completely stand on the ship of shamanism and no longer be independent from the outside world!
The Guarjia and Hesheli tribes under their command will also be formally brought under the direct control of Shamanism, which will undoubtedly greatly increase the size of Shamanism's secular skitarii!
It can be said that it accomplishes multiple things with one stone!
"In this case, Mihuizhi Bodhisattva may have to replace two places... After all, the stability of the two clans requires the existence of Guanyan Ancestral God and Heshe Ancestral God."
"I don't know if I can let him face off against Tianxu..."
The high priest weighed it in his mind.
And when he read the secret letter and learned that Fucha and the other three ancestors had actually arrived at the small temple of Mihuizhi Bodhisattva, even the high priest couldn't help but fall silent for a moment.
After a long time, he uttered a word.
"Naga is ignorant, rich is suspicious, and Lang Lu is clueless. These words really don't deceive me!"
The golden tent of sweat.
Nurhachi, who had been paying attention to this matter, looked unusually embarrassed.
"Haha, no one chooses to be loyal to this Khan?"
The golden knife on Nurhachi's waist kept trembling, and a trace of murderous intent gradually escaped, and the entire golden tent seemed to be frozen.
There was boundless eeriness in his voice.
"What an ancestor god! I originally asked you to benefit future generations, but you are so good. You would rather be blood-sucking leeches lying on your descendants than harm yourselves at all!"
Although the ancestors, gods and tribes seem to be mutually beneficial, they are not without conflicts.
After all, in the long lifespan of a god, would he really care about the so-called blood relationship that has been separated by countless generations?
Their first consideration is actually their own survival!
No matter the tribe or the country, in their eyes, they are only tools to provide incense and sacrifices!
If they cannot provide enough incense, they will abandon it without hesitation!
Not to mention that they also have various desires themselves, and as time goes by, under the constant influence of incense sacrifices, their desires are often thousands of times stronger than ordinary people!
Just like the gods of nature will cause natural disasters to intimidate all living beings to seize incense, they, the ancestor gods, will also create divine disasters to make future generations offer their offerings in fear!
Seeing Nurhachi's anger, his subordinates quickly said: "Great Khan, although the ancestor god Tong Zhe never came to the Golden Account, he handed over the household registration list of the tribe. This move shows his loyalty to you, the Great Khan."
"loyalty?"
A sneer appeared on Nurhachi's lips, "This is the real cunning! After all, even if he doesn't give it, wouldn't Ben Khan know about it? So, this move looks like loyalty, but in fact it is hypocritical and treacherous!"
"If Concubine Gu Nianyuan hadn't followed this Khan in her early years, I would have destroyed Chu Ying just because of the incident!"
"After all, his loyalty is to the imperial power, but not to Ben Khan!"
"On weekdays, I always try to persuade others to keep to themselves, abide by the rules, and not to have any thoughts they shouldn't have. But in fact, I tell others not to move, and only he can move!"
As he said this, he took out two volumes of pre-prepared edicts from under the desk and ordered: "Pass on my Khan's decree, canonize Yelong of the Sochuro clan as the ancestor god of the clan, and canonize Heldong of the Majia clan as the ancestor of the clan. god!"
"Yes, Khan!"
The subordinates kowtowed and accepted the edict, but unexpectedly saw six volumes of seemingly identical edicts under Nurhachi's desk!
His pupils couldn't help but dilate, and he quickly lowered his head to cover up the shock on his face!
Soon, the edict was handed down.
The Sochuro clan and the Ma Jia clan, who were originally locked in internal fighting and fighting against each other, were like a basin of cold water pouring down from their heads!
Yelong!
Heldong!
The canonization of the two ancestor gods is tantamount to telling everyone that Nurhaci will officially intervene in the affairs of the two major clans. However, to a certain extent, this violates some conventional taboo!
Multi-tribal alliance, after all, is a military alliance formed by different tribes attached to the Khan!
King Khan has his own direct line of armed forces and dominates the alliance, but different tribes also have their own armed forces, and within different tribes, tribal leaders still have the highest power.
But now Nurhachi's move means that this power may be weakened in the future until it disappears completely!
And is a tribal leader who has lost control over his people still considered a tribal leader?
