Chapter Twenty-Four: Erecting a Statue (Seeking Collection)
Liang Tian did not appear for nine months, nor did he answer any prayers.
And the flowers that had bloomed for nine months disappeared in an instant, and in the face of the confusion and surprise of the clansmen, the old witch doctor also accumulated a lot of troubles.
He didn't know exactly what was going on. can think of the repeated questions of the white wolf and Qingxi, and they are the first two big.
So in the evening of that day, during the tribe's routine prayers, rain or shine, the old witch doctor couldn't help but ask that question again with a routine attitude.
"My lord. The people who live in White Wolf and Qingxi are often empty and restless because they can't see you every day. I would like to refer to the Viper Tribe and set up a statue for you. I don't know how to erect your image and statue? ”
Compared to why the nine hundred and ninety-nine white flowers suddenly disappeared, the matter of the statue was the old witch doctor's biggest concern at this moment.
After all, the gods of the Viper Tribe have their own statues and images, and the god of the giant tree, which is even greater than the evil god of the Viper Tribe, can't always be shown in the image of a tree.
In this way, how should those who do not dwell in the Holy Land look upon God's face and pray to Him?
This is a big problem.
Liang Tian, who had just woken up, couldn't help but be a little caught off guard.
"My image?"
Liang Tian secretly said in his heart. He once appeared in the image of the old witch doctor in front of the old witch doctor, and the old witch doctor spread the word about it, which had made the people believe in it, so naturally he could not always show people in the image of a giant tree.
If so, the believers would not be able to erect a statue of him.
"But you can't be like that in your previous life, right? If that's the case, it's too shocking. ”
Liang Tian thought about it, and once again put his eyes on the old witch doctor, the power of faith in his body was suddenly touched, and a tall and majestic person suddenly appeared in front of him.
He was almost two meters tall, wearing the most powerful bearskin coat, wearing a crown of twigs on his head, a thick beard on his chin, and a wooden stick with branches and leaves in his hand.
This is the standard image of a beautiful man in the tribe. Both women and men consider tall, strong men with thick beards to be the most attractive.
Therefore, this is also the image of Liang Tian in the old witch doctor's mind.
Out of reverence for the god of the giant tree, he felt that the appearance of the god of the giant tree must be so "perfect".
This made Liang Tian grin, "It turns out that you already have the answer in your heart." ”
So he nodded, and once again pulled the old witch doctor into the dream space.
"My lord, you have finally answered my prayers!"
The old witch doctor looked very excited, and the smile on his face was almost overflowing.
This made Liang Tian nod silently, but he didn't explain anything, but just looked at the old witch doctor in front of him and said, "My servant, don't you already have the answer in your heart about my image." ”
"But ......"
"What a believer thinks is what I look like. Go ahead. ”
With a wave of his hand, he directly expelled the old witch doctor from the dream space.
The old witch doctor, who was praying, suddenly stood up from the ground, thinking back to what Liang Tian had just said, and couldn't help but think thoughtfully.
......
This is the face of God. Truly majestic and majestic!"
Five days later, the old witch doctor personally rushed to the white wolf. Then, according to his thoughts, he helped the white wolf's people erect a wooden statue.
Seeing this statue, the bamboo tiger, as the leader, was finally satisfied. This is also his conjecture about Liang Tian's image, although there are some deviations in some details, but there is not much difference.
So when the statue was erected high, the whole gathering place was thrown into a carnival.
People cheered for this, and the cheerful atmosphere instantly infected everyone.
Zhuhu even took out his treasure fruit wine and generously invited the old witch doctor to taste it.
However, the Viper Tribe, which is the enemy of the Giant Tree Tribe, has mastered the technique of wine training, so in the conflicts, the Giant Tree Tribe has gradually mastered the technology of wine training.
It's just that due to the limitation of productivity, fruit wine is precious and scarce. Even a leader like Zhuhu is reluctant to drink more on weekdays.
But today's bamboo tiger is especially happy, so he moved out all the two large jars of fruit wine he treasured. One altar is placed in front of the statue as a sacrifice, and the other is shared with the old witch doctor.
The sweet fruit wine made the old witch doctor smile from ear to ear, and the guests and hosts were happy.
Then there is only one Liang Tian left who is still calmly watching on the field.
But the moment the statue was completed, Liang Tian got the sense, and then he was surprised to find that the perspective of this statue also became his perspective. What the statue sees, it is as he sees.
What's even more amazing is that the humble wooden statue in front of him can also take the initiative to absorb the power of faith generated by believers when they pray, and then pass on these powers to him exactly as they are.
In an instant, Liang Tian felt that he had an extra clone. This kind of experience that he has never experienced before is very new to him.
So he gently mobilized the power of faith, and the entire statue suddenly emitted a faint green light. Seeing this, the bamboo tiger, who was busy eating and drinking, squirted out the fruit wine in his mouth in fright.
"My Lord has appeared!"
He quickly got up from his seat, and then fell to his knees. The same is true of the rest of the tribesmen, even the old witch doctor.
But in this regard, Liang Tian's heart has not set off half a wave.
Since awakening, his body's ability to carry the power of faith has also become stronger. Liang Tian secretly estimated that the power of faith that could fill his huge body in the past might not even be able to fill one-tenth of his body now.
Therefore, he sincerely longed for more power of faith. And the statue in front of him can actually reduce the loss of the power of faith in the transmission process, so Liang Tian used a little means to strengthen this wood carving a lot.
Nowadays, the hardness of this wood carving is not much higher than that of stone.
Therefore, retracting the consciousness and superfluous ability in the wood carving, the wood carving that originally emitted a faint green light instantly became bland.
But even so, the tribesmen who lived in the white wolf still bowed respectfully to the statue three times under the leadership of the old witch doctor, and then slowly stood up from the ground.
"Alright, alright. That's the end of the celebration, I'm going to rest, and I'm going to Cheonggye tomorrow. ”
"Witch Doctor Walk Slowly!"
When such a thing happened, Zhuhu was no longer in the mood to continue eating and drinking.
He wondered, "Shouldn't we step on the rocky cliff in one fell swoop before the weather gets completely cold?"
Thinking in his mind, the bamboo tiger, who was more and more eager for power as time passed, naturally lost the mood to continue eating and drinking.
So he waved his hand generously and generously distributed the remaining fruit wine to the other blessed tribal warriors.