He had no intention of competing with future Tibetan Buddhism on the Mongolian plateau for adherents. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoTaoism pursues self-detachment, and Buddhism, which is born and universal for all beings, attaches different importance to transmission. And the Buddhist "rules and precepts" are obviously the real artifact that can make this grassland peaceful. But if you have the opportunity, you will never give up. Promoting the Tao is the unshirkable responsibility of every Sanqing disciple.

At noon that day, when the dust was over, Yunhua and Yunhu rode horses, accompanied by Bayar, and arrived at the main tribe next to a sea (lake) dozens of miles away with the envoy of Erdemututaiji, the leader of the Huhelu tribe.

The leader of Erdemutu himself came out to greet him. Lichen and Yunhua hurriedly saluted and said, "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, don't you know what is the matter with Lord Erdemutu Taiji looking for the poor road?" "Erdemutu is obviously very slippery in Chinese. In fact, the higher the status in Mongolia, the higher the proportion of people who can speak Chinese. Of course, Mo Nan will always be more deeply influenced by Han culture than Mo Bei compatriots.

"Respected Immortal Elder. I've heard your magic. So please come and meet us. I do have something to ask you for. "Erdemutu is very respectful. This may be related to the fact that Genghis Khan, the great hero of the Mongolian tribe, met the head of the Quanzhen Sect, and Taoism has always had a high status in the Yuan Dynasty.

As they walked, the two said that the leader of Erdemutu had been dreaming that his father had been being bitten by wild beasts in a place and was in pain, and he shouted for Erdemutu to save him. But what can Erdemutu do? He hired a number of shamans in the hope of helping his father out of the sea of suffering, and he also wanted his dreams to be undisturbed. But it didn't work at all. Nightmares still haunt him every day, and Erdemutu is in agony about it, and his spirit is getting worse and worse day by day. Erdemutu wondered if he was going on like this and was going to die with his father.

After entering the big tent of the leader of Erdemutu, several maids served traditional milk tea, fried rice, butter, and absolutely rare preserved fruits from the grassland. Wait for everyone to sit down. Lichen looked at the leader of Erdemutu, looked at the puffy corners of his eyes caused by lack of sleep for days, and said, "Did your father like to throw living people to beasts to bite and have fun when he was alive?" ”

"Ahh The milk tea that the leader of Erdemutu had just picked up almost spilled. He looked at the dust in awe and defended, "Father is only punishing those traitors who keep commanding, so he throws them to the mastiffs to gnaw." It wouldn't be because of this that Immortal Heaven would make his undead suffer, would it? The leader of Erdemutu shuddered and asked cautiously.

"That's because of this, the means are too much. Karma, that's why your father's soul will not rest! Lichen sighed and said, "How can a person who was so abused to death in his life not be angry, your father was the leader when he was alive, and they have no way to retaliate. Naturally, you will not let your father go after death. That's why he turned into a beast and tore at your father's soul. ”

The leader of Erdemutu was frightened, and his face turned pale. Apparently this man must have executed someone else like his father. That's why I'm so scared when I hear Chen's words.

"I don't know if the fairy chief can save my father." Erdemutu was in a hurry. Not only for his own dead father, but also for himself.

Dusty was silent, got up from his seat and walked out of the tent. Erdemutu and a group of his subordinates hurriedly followed out.

"Let's go to the hill of that lake." Lichen did not directly answer Erdemutu's words. Just referring to a hill on the other side of the lake and Erdemutu

Said.

Erdemutu hurriedly ordered someone to bring the horses, and the dust took the lead, and Erdemutu followed closely behind with his men.

To be honest, this hill on the edge of the lake is not a mountain, at most a mound. But close to the lake with a great view. It's definitely a good place in this endless grassland. It's not bad to build a Taoist temple here. It can also be regarded as a charming scenery by the mountains and rivers.

"Lord Taiji, build a Taoist temple on this hill, and I will draw it to you. Your tribe moves from place to place, and every time you pass by, you come in and worship the gods. Let the gods of heaven bless your tribe with strong cattle and sheep, children and grandchildren, and the tribe will continue to inherit. Lichen said to Erdemutu.

"Yes, I'll ask someone to go to Bansheng City to invite some Han craftsmen, and the men in the tribe can also help. We must build a Taoist temple as soon as possible. Erdemutu replied.

Lichen smiled and said, "I'll teach you a few tranquilizing spells, you can recite them a few times a day before going to bed, so that you don't have to be disturbed by nightmares." As for your father, after the Taoist temple is repaired, you can invite his spiritual position into the temple and light the lantern. I ask the magistrate again to pardon his sins. So that your father will no longer suffer under the protection of the gods. ”

"Yes, yes. I listen to the immortals". Erdemutu smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

When Lichen and the leader of Erdemutu returned to the big tent from the hill, they saw an old man wearing bright and strange clothes and feathers on his head standing in front of the big tent and looking at Chen and his party with a gloomy face.

"Erdemutu, do you want to go against the will of the gods, stop adhering to the traditions of the tribe, and believe in this Han shaman?" When the old man saw Erdemutu, he immediately asked sharply.

"Shaman, don't be angry, don't be angry, how can I dare to go against God's will?" Erdemutu hurriedly appeased the shaman of his tribe. After all, shamans are second only to chiefs in the tribe. If the shaman is not satisfied, it may even threaten his own position, and he will shed the blood of many people.

But the old shaman did not believe Erdemutu's words. Turning his head to the dust, he said, "I know where you come from, and I have heard of the gods you believe in. But here is the steppe. It's not a territory that you Han gods can govern. You'd better go back. Don't anger the gods anymore. Otherwise, calamity will occur. ”

Lichen smiled, but didn't take the warning to heart. At the beginning of the establishment of Taoism, the mountain was cut down and the temple was destroyed, and the obscenity was eliminated, and the god Mao did not know how much. Naturally, he didn't care about the threat of this divine shaman. "Honorable Shaman, are you sure that the gods you worship can inflict sin on me?" Lichen asked.

"The gods know everything and can do anything. Blasphemous people don't end well! The shaman was angry.

"Oh, then I'd like to see your god." Dusty has seen the true gods. But by no means did I think that the gods enshrined by a small tribe would have great power. At most, some lonely souls and wild ghosts, or spirits or something, steal the name of the gods and fool people's hearts.

"You wait". The shaman said viciously. Walked away in a rage. Erdemutu, Bayar and the others looked at the dust worriedly and said, "You won't really anger the gods, will you?" “

"There should be a real god on the grassland!" Lichen sighed, didn't answer, and walked away to find Yunhua and Yunhuzi.

At this time, Yunhua was obviously having fun with a group of girls on the grass to accompany the fox. There were several Mongolian mastiffs on the sidelines. Thanks to the fact that the fox is really bold, he still has a good time. When he saw Dust coming, the fox cheered and ran to Dust to say hello. And Yunhua also brought a group of new friends to give the dust a salute. Lichen laughed and said, "You are really no stranger to anywhere."

The shaman, who returned home in a rage, sat down on his chair. The anger was gone, replaced by a worried face. Because only he knew that his god had never appeared since the moment he walked into the tribe. His countless calls could no longer sense his own gods. It's been hundreds of years. Tribal shamans have been passed down from generation to generation, and nothing like this has ever happened.

"Is that Han man really so terrible that even the gods can't deal with him?" The shaman's heart is full of sorrow. He didn't know what he would do when his god was gone. If the people of the tribe no longer believe in their own gods, what can they do as a shaman?

"I must not allow that Taoist temple to be built." The shaman made up his mind to arrive.

The war of the gods is also a war on earth. There is no warmth to speak of. Naturally, he knew that the rise of one god meant the fall of another. But what was shed was the blood of mortals. If you want to worship Sanqing on this grassland, the grassland shamans will definitely not stand idly by. Lichen didn't dare to be careless, if his spiritual platform was clear, his mana would still be the same. I don't mind pinching that little hairy god and his shaman to death. But now it doesn't work, and Lichen doesn't know why he can unconsciously recover his mana when he is drunk. But when he was sober, he was still ignorant. But his real identity is recognized by God. You can summon the gods to help you find out that hairy god. What is the difference between a shaman without a god and a mortal?

Lichen had made up his mind, walked out of the yurt where he lived, found Erdemutu, and passed the spell of the god of tranquility to him, and told him to recite it several times before going to bed if he wanted to stop being entangled in dreams. Then he told him that he was going to summon the gods at night, hoping that no one would disturb him in the tribe. Erdemutu hurriedly agreed. The Immortal Chief is already so powerful, and the gods he invited must be even more incredible. I hope that the shaman and the tribal gods will not have any conflict.

When night fell, when Lichen took Yunhua out of the yurt, he found that Erdemutu and Bayar and many other people were waiting outside, obviously ready to see Chen's practice. Lichen smiled, and didn't care. If you want to spread your own sect here and find followers, these are naturally indispensable. And he took the people on horseback, and ran away to the hill.