Sadiq sat weakly on the ground, leaning against the pillars of the main hall with his back on his back.

Speaking of this, Sadiq raised his head and looked at Yang Jian with those empty eyes: "Do you know what my master told me at the beginning to let me stay for more than fifty years?"

"Come to think of it, it should be related to immortal cultivators, right?"

"Oh, you guessed it!" Sadiq chuckled, and continued to sink into his memory.

The fat man on the side sat on the broken stones of the Lombard giant, listening to the story with great interest, and almost didn't have some melon seeds, seeing that Yang Jian and Fang Lan looked helpless.

Shamanism has a long history, dating back to prehistoric times and spreading all over the world.

Before the introduction of various foreign religions, shamanism almost monopolized the ancient altars of various ethnic groups in northern China. Its influence is deep-rooted among the ancient ethnic groups in the north of our country.

Until later, even among some ethnic groups in northern China where Buddhism or religion became the mainstream faith, the remnants of shamanism can still be clearly seen.

According to the shamanism of Genghis Khan's time, one day more than 700 years later, the gods and demons who had disappeared from heaven and earth would return to the earth, and at that time, the immortal heaven would bless his followers and give the most loyal believers the opportunity to be reborn and get closer to the immortal heaven.

This opportunity is considered to be the orthodox method of cultivating immortals!

What Genghis Khan was afraid of at the beginning was that Tongtian Wu Kuokuo became an immortal cultivator after being resurrected, and took revenge on his descendants and dynasty. That's why they are so strict and don't allow a little possibility and mistake to happen.

The Tuvans have kept this secret since then.

The way of immortality has been pursued since ancient times, from the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, to the many emperors of the Tang and Song dynasties, which one has not sought the way of immortality. For emperors above 10,000 people, they all hope for immortality, let alone ordinary people!

If this news is exposed, I don't know how many people will break into the bottom of Kanas Lake to explore the secrets of cultivating immortals.

However, fortunately, Genghis Khan had burned all the records of shamanism and immortal cultivators in that year, so this matter was not leaked out, and it has been passed on by word of mouth among the Tuvan patriarchs.

"I've been waiting for fifty years!" Sadiq shouted as if he was a little enchanted, "I thought it was just a lie that Master had lied to me in order to get me to stay!

Looking at the somewhat crazy Sadiq, Yang Jian was puzzled: "Even if the legend is true, if Tongtian Wu is really resurrected and becomes an immortal cultivator, what good is it for you?

Sadiq stopped, slowly lowered his raised hands and looked at Yang Jian.

"Do you remember the story I just told?"

Yang Jian frowned: "I'm not so forgetful!"

"Hehehe!" Sadiq said hoarsely, lowering his head, "It was recorded in shamanism that the Immortal Heaven would bless his followers and give the most loyal believers the opportunity to be reborn and get closer to the Immortal Heaven. ”

"Yes, didn't you say that the Heavenly Witch would be resurrected because of this, and what does it have to do with you?" the fat man sat on the side, his feet resting on the head of a Lombard giant, and he looked like an uncle lying on a bench in the countryside.

Yang Jian glanced at Sadiq with a thoughtful look and said, "Is there a more loyal believer than the tribe who firmly believes in shamanic legends and firmly believes in the immortal heaven for more than seven hundred years?"

Hearing this, Sadiq looked at Yang Jian again: "Yes, will there be more loyal believers than the tribe that has been firmly believed in for more than seven hundred years and passed down from generation to generation?"

"Now the whole tribe is now alone, Master is gone, everyone else in the tribe is gone! Imani is gone and back, but what can he do? He is not worthy of the gift of immortality, only me! Only I am qualified for this!"

"Imani?" Yang Jian picked up the message, "Imani is back, isn't he gone?"

Sadiq looked at Yang Jian for a while, and suddenly smiled: "It turns out that you are all here to find Imani! Yes, I heard that he is doing well outside, and someone will naturally come to look for him after being missing for so long!"

Fang Lan took a step forward and asked eagerly, "The Imani you are talking about, is it my grandfather?"

Sadiq glanced at Fang Lan and said, "I don't know if Imani is your grandfather, he fled late at night, and he came back once after the death of his master, and at that time he had already restored his Han name, Fang Daoling!"

Yang Jian didn't expect that Fang Daoling was actually one of the two children adopted by Alimu, the patriarch of the Tuvan tribe back then!

"That's my grandpa! That's my grandpa! Where is my grandpa? What did you do to him?"

"Don't worry! I didn't do anything to your grandfather! He broke into Kanas Lake with someone without saying anything, of course, he was attacked by the "Lake Saint", or I rescued him and brought him back to this hall, otherwise he would have been buried at the bottom of Kanas Lake like his other companions!

Saying that, Sadiq looked at Fang Lan and said, "I was commensurate with the Imani brothers and grew up together, so you have to call me grandpa!"

Seeing Sadiq's serious look, Fang Lan opened his mouth and did not speak.

Sadiq shook his head and stood up on crutches.

"I'm the last of the Tuvans!"

"The most loyal believer in the world of immortality! I have the faith of the Tuvan people for more than 700 years!"

"Even the Heavenly Witch can't compare to me!"

"I will become an immortal cultivator, live with the sky, and live forever!"

As he spoke, Sadiq took the crutch in his hand and stabbed it into his chest, and the sharp end of the crutch pierced Sadiq's chest, and immediately blood was dripping.

Yang Jian and the three of them were stunned, and watched in a daze as Sadiq knelt on the ground with a cane, spitting blood in his mouth.

I saw Sadiq kneeling on the ground, his hands stained with blood on his face and drawing a few blood marks, and then put it on his chest one by one, and slowly bowed to the ground: "Great Immortal Heaven, please give your most loyal believer, the power of immortality!"

Then, there was no more movement.

Yang Jian and the three of them were deeply shocked, and the picture of Sadiq kneeling on the ground and prostrating himself was really shocking.

"Second brother, do you say, will he be resurrected as an immortal cultivator?" The fat man had already stood up at this time, and looked at Sadiq blankly.

"Who knows? maybe, it depends on whether his immortal heaven will accept him!"

"Let's hurry up and find grandpa, he. . . He said that grandpa is in this hall!" Fang Lan looked at Sadiq who fell to the ground and died with some fear, obviously this kind of fanatical believer's behavior deeply stimulated her, especially the brother in front of her, who still grew up with her grandfather.

According to his seniority, he should indeed call him "grandpa"!