Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Gods
"Lord Totem!" a soft cry woke Yang Jian up from his thoughts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Only then did Yang Jian realize that everyone was still kneeling below, the weather was already cold, and many old people and children were shivering there.
Yang Jian hurriedly said, "Let's all get up!"
"Thank you, Lord Toteng!" everyone thanked in unison, and then got up.
"Totem Master?" Yang Jian's heart once again flooded with a feeling of strangeness.
If there is a connection between the world before he traveled through and the world now, it is the same world, but the time is different, he just crossed the river of time to come to this point in time, these people can be regarded as his ancestors, but now he is here to be worshiped by them, which is really disrespectful......
Yang Jian didn't dare to continue thinking in this direction.
He collected his thoughts, his face was shining, and said: "Everyone, I really didn't expect that you trusted me so much and regarded me as a totem. ”
"Since I have become the totem of the tribe, I am naturally dedicated to the benefit and share the glory and disgrace with you!"
Yang Jian spoke calmly, looking forward to the brilliance of the people, got a lot of the power of the tribe's faith, condensed the Yin God, became a first-class immortal god, separated from the ranks of mortals, it naturally revealed the true color, only to see the hazy, faintly emerging a calm, graceful, wise, majestic fusion of temperament, of course, at this time is not a climate, but it has become different from before, which makes the patriarch of the tribe below and several important people surprised.
However, most of them had a happy look on their faces, and if the totem of the tribe was strong, the tribe would naturally be more secure, safer and stronger.
There was no way to worship Yang Jian as a totem before, and many people had ideas in their hearts, but now Yang Jian showed an extraordinary growth rate and spirituality, but it dispelled many of their dissatisfaction and thoughts.
Everyone below listened to Yang Jian's words, and they all had a sense of trance in an instant, and kowtowed again: "Thank you, Lord Totem!"
Then, under the auspices of the tribal patriarch, the rest of the procedures were hurriedly completed, and the sacrificial ceremony was over.
The tribesmen didn't feel that they had improved anything, and they couldn't get any abilities from Yang Jian, so they were naturally a little disappointed, but they didn't suspect anything. In their eyes, Yang Jian's changes were too obvious, and they had seen with their own eyes that the blood on the altar turned into a blood mist and was absorbed by Yang Jian (it was actually the so-called Kunpeng totem), and these two points alone proved that Yang Jian had successfully become the totem of their tribe.
As for not getting the ability, they feel that either Yang Jian is too weak, or the ability obtained is a rare ability, and they can't see it for the time being, no matter what, sooner or later they will get the ability they deserve.
Yang Jian returned to the previous big house, thinking quietly in the house alone, he had become the totem of this tribe by mistake, he only felt that it was more chaotic at present, and he was becoming more and more confused about the next road.
After thinking about it for a while, he found that he was too weak to change anything, and he didn't even have too many choices, he could only take one step at a time now, and it was in vain to think too much.
If he had to say that he could do something, it could only be to cultivate hard and work hard to improve himself.
Thinking like this, Yang Jian calmed down, sat cross-legged, concentrated his mind in his mind, and wanted to study the Yin God well.
"Boom!"
At this moment, suddenly, Yang Jian only felt a tingling pain in his head, and there was a strong pressure.
Immediately, Yang Jian found that in his sea of consciousness, in front of the Yin God, a person suddenly appeared.
This person was wrapped in a suit of golden armor, and his face also walked with a dazzling golden light, making it difficult to see what he looked like.
Click!
This person moved slightly, and the battle armor on his body made a metal collision sound, feeling that this golden battle armor was very real, not like a conjure.
"Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals?!" Yang Jian's heart shook, and a term suddenly appeared.
The old psychic of the Southern Underworld said that in the past 10,000 years, the totems of the various tribes of the human race have been losing contact, and it is also said that there are rumors that the Emperor of Heaven sent the gods to kill those totems.
"I won't be so unlucky, I will be targeted by the heavenly court as soon as I become a totem!" Yang Jian thought secretly.
"Are you willing to return to the Heavenly Court?" At this moment, the golden-armored god man suddenly asked.
Yang Jian was suddenly shocked in his heart, but he deliberately pretended to be surprised and asked, "What is Heavenly Court?"
Swish!
As soon as Yang Jian's words fell, he suddenly broke through the air, and saw the golden armor god man raise his hand and shake it, and suddenly a booklet flew towards Yang Jian.
Just in a flash, the book arrived in front of Qiu Yan, and he immediately reflexively took two steps back, his face showing vigilance, but the book was suspended in the air.
At this moment, the golden-armored god man spoke again: "Everything is in it, and a certain family will come back in seven days, and when the time comes, you will give me an answer." ”
"Hopefully you'll make the right choice. ”
Immediately, Yang Jian saw a flash of golden light, and the golden armor god suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Yang Jian looked for it, but there was no trace of the person.
Yang Jian's eyes suddenly fell on the cover of the book, and suddenly, two words came into view - "Book from Heaven".
Strange fluctuations continue to emanate from the book.
"What is this?" Yang Jian was suddenly startled, the title of this book was too big.
"Fake or copied!" Yang Jian thought secretly, and he didn't want to admit that this book was genuine.
At the same time, Yang Jian was not happy, but felt that he was afraid that he was in big trouble.
Yang Jian was just about to turn over the book, but that day the book suddenly turned into a golden light and merged into Yang Jian's thoughts, and for a while, Yang Jian only felt that there was a lot of knowledge in his mind.
"It's not genuine. Yang Jian secretly thought that he didn't believe that the True Book of Heaven would be so easily integrated into his divine soul, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Yang Jian examined the contents and only found that it was more accurate to say that this book was a book of heaven than a book of Shinto.
The origin of the gods and various things are detailed in the book.
Through the book, Yang Jian learned that if you want to become a god, you must either have a heavenly court or an earthly canonization, or gather a large number of thoughts, people's thoughts, demon thoughts, or natural thoughts of heaven and earth.
Like a totem, it is the one who canons the gods with the people's thoughts, the weakest and the least orthodox.
And among the gods, the innate gods who become gods with the thoughts of heaven and earth are the most rare.
In this book, it is naturally more about introducing the Heavenly Court, blowing about the various benefits of the Heavenly Court, how easy it is to promote the gods of the Heavenly Court, talking about the abilities of the gods of the Heavenly Court system, and saying that the various preferential treatment of the gods canonized by the Heavenly Court.
In addition, it also lists various examples of people who have become gods in other ways, but have returned to heaven and obtained various benefits for the future, just like the propaganda advertisements of the later generations.
Yang Jian naturally will not be gullible about these.
However, it recorded some methods of using divine power and divine thoughts, and some simple and general methods of how to obtain and use divine powers, which made Yang Jian very happy.