Tell the truth!
He had never thought about this problem.
His cultivation method was originally prepared for himself and Xing Tian.
He did not think of spreading it widely.
Because this kind of cultivation method needed to be broken in terms of ideals and beliefs. It was different from the Mi Luo Limitless Heart Sutra.
If he was not careful, he would become the target of all the Shamans and be cursed by his clansmen. On the contrary, he, who had passed down the Mi Luo Limitless Heart Sutra, had made a great contribution.
" However, the witch race's belief in Father Pangu is indeed a bit abnormal. It's almost the kind of fanatical belief.”
"This is not a good thing."
Su Changqing kept thinking and pondering.
There was nothing wrong with believing in Father God Pangu. It was even beneficial to the gathering of the Sorcerer Tribe and the unity of the people.
However, fanatical belief was biased.
He believed that Father Pangu didn't want this either.
Now, what he needed to do was to slowly correct the faith of all the members of the Sorcerer Tribe.
This kind of thing could not be done overnight. It needed to be done slowly.
After all, there were trillions of members in the Sorcerer Tribe. Not everyone was like Xing Tian or the Ancestors of Sorcery, who could easily accept a change in their beliefs.
If he met some extreme people, it would be good to commit suicide. He was afraid that he would drag others down with him and cause chaos in the Sorcerer Tribe.
While Su Changqing was deep in thought.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery held their breaths and stared at the scene. They were also thinking about the questions raised by Emperor Jiang, such as Houtu and Candle Dragon.
Some people look at each other, such as Gong Gong, strong and good; Some moved their hands and feet, some focused on the transformed Xing Tian, such as Zhurong and Shebi Shi.
"I got it!"
After a while, Su Changqing said something that attracted the attention of all the Ancestors of Sorcery.
" Changqing, have you figured out a way?" Emperor Jiang asked hurriedly.”
Su Changqing's eyes were bright. He lifted his eyelids and smiled confidently." It shouldn't be a big problem.”
The Candle Dragon came over and said in anticipation," Tell us about it.”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery also listened attentively.
"Yes, sir!" Then, Su Changqing told him his idea." My idea is to use the name of Father Pangu to let the people of the Wu Tribe take the initiative to climb Mount Buzhou and use the will of Father to train their minds.”
"This way, in the long run, our clansmen can gradually come into close contact with the Father's will, so that the Father's divine position is no longer out of reach, and truly be like our witch ancestors.”
" His will is still revered and admired in the hearts of the witches, but it is no longer a shackle in the hearts of the people.”
Su Changqing's idea could be summarized in two points.
The Right of Oracle and Worship of Ancestors
The power of the oracle was also known as the power of divine interpretation. It had the right to explain everything about the gods and the right to issue the oracle.
Father Pangu's will naturally wouldn't care about this.
Therefore, Su Changqing and the others could use the Father's name to issue an oracle and so on.
After the Sorcerer tribe members fought with god father's will for a long time, they gradually pulled back.
Then, he planted the Father God Root of Pangu in the god position in the hearts of the Sorcerer Tribe members and turned it into an ancestor position. Only then did this belief gradually step on the right track.
This was Ancestor Worship. It could be said that it originated from the later generations of humans.
Humans could not worship the heavens or gods, but they had an inexplicable respect for their ancestors. They were willing to revive the glory of their ancestors and look up to them.
People cherished their distant ancestors and respected them, but they also wanted to surpass them.
This was exactly what Su Changqing needed.
"In the name of the Father?"
Goumang, the Ancestor of Wood, Gonggong, the Ancestor of Water, and more than half of the other Ancestors of Sorcery were frowning. They did not seem to be satisfied with this method.
In their hearts, they felt that this method was a true blasphemy against Father Pangu.
"I don't think it's appropriate. If God Father knew that we were using his name to deceive the countless people of the Sorcerer Tribe, he would definitely blame us.”
Ancestor of Sorcery Zhurong rejected.
"I agree with Zhurong's words. Ascending the Buzhou Continent and fighting against the Father's will is a kind of training for us. I believe the Father's will understand.”
"But I can't use his name to deceive my people.”
Even Ancestor of Sorcery Xuanming, who had always been on Su Changqing's side, unexpectedly held the opposite opinion this time.
Su Changqing smiled slightly, his face full of heroic spirit. He looked at the sorrowful Ancestors of Sorcery and said,"
"Ancestors of Sorcery, we are doing this to strengthen the strength of the Sorcerer Tribe so that they can survive in the future calamity. This is a white lie.”
"Could it be that the Father's will doesn't know about this and will blame us?”
"Actually, its nature is similar to what we did just now. It's just that we had no choice but to use white lies to hide the truth.”
"Everything is for the fate of the Shamans!”
Zhurong, Xuan Ming, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery fell silent again.
Because they had the same starting point, Su Changqing's words were impeccable.
Rejecting him, didn't that mean that their actions at Buzhou Mountain were also blaspheming the Father's will?
Also, the fate of the tribe was especially heavy here, so heavy that the Ancestors of Sorcery could not shoulder it alone.
"I hope Father can forgive me."
The Ancestors of Sorcery repeated in their hearts.
The Candle Dragon calmly analyzed for a long time and then asked Su Changqing," Changqing, you said that you are using the name of the Father, but you have to have a reason to do so and say it as a matter of course. Otherwise, how can the clansmen really believe it?”
Su Changqing said in surprise," Master Candle Dragon, isn't the reputation of your Twelve Ancestors enough for the Father's will to be justified?”
The Candle Dragon shook his head and said," Of course, we can't make such a judgment. We Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery are famous and prestigious in the Sorcerer Tribe, but in the hearts of our tribesmen, we would never do such an absurd thing.”
"Climbing Mount Buzhou, pretending to be the enemy of God Father's will and fighting with his incarnation. This matter can be said by anyone, but it can't be said by us Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.”
"We have to find someone with special prestige among the Shamans.”
After saying that!
His gaze fell on Su Changqing.
The Candle Dragon was right.
This was because the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had always been the most loyal and fanatical believers of Father Pangu.
However, as his horizons improved, the knowledge and wisdom he grasped increased.
Gradually, they were inclined to the development of the witch race, inclined to let the clansmen live a peaceful life.
Therefore, their faith in Father Pangu also returned to reason.
He was no longer the original one who kept shouting about returning to the arms of Father Pangu. He was no longer the pure boor, simple-minded, and barbarian.
However, in the hearts of the ordinary members of the Sorcerer Tribe, they were still the same as before. They were still the fanatical followers of Pangu and their children.
He was also the guide for everyone.
To suddenly issue such a blasphemous oracle.
It would probably make the clansmen feel that the Ancestor of Sorcery was betraying God Father. When the time came, the consequences would be extremely serious.
This was what the Candle Dragon was worried about.
Therefore, the candidate had to be someone else.
And this person also needed great prestige.
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