Wu Wan stood on the cloud, filled with emotions in his heart.
A large number of immortal soldiers walked through the fields, from villages and small towns to magnificent cities, going door to door to distribute low-level elixirs to cure diseases to mortals.
That is, just one word from him can affect so many lives.
Probably Zhulong, Di Kuang and their ilk are fighting for their lives for this reason.
A ray of sword light crossed the sky, and Taoist Xiaojian, wearing a white robe and cloth boots, hurried from the direction of the main pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion.
"Wuwang! The eight pavilion masters have arrived at the main pavilion through the moving formation and are waiting for you to pass!"
"Yeah," Wu Wan responded, withdrawing his immortal consciousness from exploring everywhere.
"Ahem, this."
Taoist Xiaojian looked around, moved close to Wu Huan, listened and said:
"Wuwang, isn't it a little inappropriate to do this? According to the rules of the human realm, only Your Majesty can directly summon the eight pavilion masters.
It's a bit... premature for you to directly invite the eight pavilion masters to the Renhuang Pavilion to discuss matters.
It’s easy for people to gossip.”
gossip?
Wu smiled and said: "It's okay, Your Majesty, I shouted too."
"Your Majesty!"
Taoist Xiaojian's feet slipped a little and he almost fell from the cloud.
"Don't take the so-called status so seriously," Wu Wan casually took out a storage magic weapon and threw it over. "If the cost of sending the elixir this time is too much, donate a hundred Zhurong temples to me."
Taoist Xiaojian opened the stored magic weapon and took a look, smiling from ear to ear.
Without him, there is only you.
"Wuwang, why did you invite His Majesty to come out this time?"
Taoist Xiaojian asked in a voice:
“But what did Tiangong Pavilion do wrong?
Sometimes, if it's not a serious problem, it's just something they can't do because of their limited abilities, so there's no need to make it too big."
Wu smiled and said: "What, the seniors from Tiangong Pavilion came to intercede with you?"
"That's right," Taoist Taoist Xiaojian always had a smile on his face, "You are now 'infamous'."
"What name?"
"Reputation for swearing."
Xiaojian spread his hands and teased him:
“From the Sihai Main Pavilion to the Southeast Branch Pavilion, I finally stopped scolding him and created a yin-yang avenue, slapping half of the human world in the face.
Not to mention these old-timers, I am very familiar with you, and I am afraid that if you find out about anything disgraceful, you will drag me to the Renhuang Pavilion and give you a scolding."
"Hahaha! It won't happen, it won't happen."
Wu Wan waved his hand: "Go quickly, don't keep the seniors waiting, otherwise I will forget what I want to say."
Xiaojian glanced around, made a reassuring gesture to an old man in the distance, and returned to the Renhuang Pavilion with Wu Wan.
In the main pavilion, in Wu Wang's small building, the eight pavilion masters were already sitting in two rows, and Shen Nong Yan Emperor appeared early to wait.
If Wu Wang doesn't come up with an explanation later, it will be difficult for him to step down.
…
So, half an hour later.
Wu Wan stopped talking, picked up the hot tea on the side, lowered his head and blew a few times, then poured it into his mouth.
The whole building is extremely quiet.
Shen Nong closed his eyes and fell asleep. Liu Bairen and Feng Yezi, who were on his left and right sides, each stroked their beards and meditated. The other six pavilion masters all had different opinions on the long speech Wu Wang just said.
Some understood part of it;
Some people understand it at first, but later become confused.
Liu Bairen is indeed a leader among all cultivators. He has completely reached the transcendental state of "listening to your words is like listening to your words."
"Ahem," Liu Bairen cleared his throat, looked at Wu Wang, and showed a slight smile, "Do you think there is any problem with what the Master Wu Wang just said?"
Everyone smiled politely.
Feng Yezi asked: "What do you mean by what Wuwang said just now, 'Only by believing can you be sincere'? Don't you believe that Huo Ling led the army to fight against the Golden God?"
"That's not what it means," Wuwang calmed down and said slowly, "This means that everyone does not regard Huo Ling as a god."
Liu Bairen said: "Let's talk about it."
"Okay," Wu Wan gestured, "I'll say it again. What I just said may be a little confusing.
From another perspective, if we want to create acquired gods, what is the most important thing?"
Several pavilion masters spoke one after another:
"Incense."
"No, it should be a suitable candidate."
"I think it's actually Xinhuo Avenue."
Wu smiled and said: "Actually, it's the atmosphere."
"Ambience?"
"It's just the atmosphere."
Wu Wang put his hands behind his back and walked slowly under the gaze of nine top experts in the human realm, saying:
"There is no atmosphere for creating gods in the human realm, and people will not believe that the statues of gods placed there are real gods.
This is the most critical point.
Go to the temple to pay homage to the deceased with remembrance and concentrated thoughts. This will certainly produce a fixed power of incense, but after all, it is just remembrance. The emotional fluctuations are gentle and not so intense.
And when a living being carries a sincere request in his heart, he wants to get something from the gods.
Shelter, wealth, or even just a hint of comfort in the heart can also produce strong telepathy.
In today's human realm, Huo Ling is the deceased general of the human realm, not the god Zhurong.
That’s the crux of the matter.”
Shennong nodded slightly.
Feng Yezi stroked his beard and whispered:
"If you say so, what we need to do is to return the world to ignorance?
It is better to believe in the sky than to believe in yourself and use your hands to open up the future of the human domain. This is a precious thing that our human domain has spent a long time getting."
Wu laughed and said: "The God of Concentration does not match the current human realm, but this is a power we can use to fight against the Heavenly Palace."
"Yes," Liu Bairen said solemnly, "I probably understand what Wuwang means.
To quickly gather the power of incense, we must first let everyone rely on this god and seek the protection of this god. Only then can more thought power be gathered into this god.
The method of gathering thoughts to become a god that we are reluctantly implementing now is out of everyone's respect for Huo Ling, and the difference is quite big."
The master of Tiangong Pavilion on the side added: "If it weren't for Emperor Yan's order to protect Huo Ling's spiritual thoughts, this would have been extremely difficult to do."
A pavilion master sighed: "Doesn't this make everyone give up their true nature and return to ignorance?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Yes, our human domain is different from the hundreds of races.
It is true that hundreds of ethnic groups have endured the oppression of Tiangong, but they are also dependent on Tiangong. Letting them stand up and resist Tiangong has always been something we want to do, but it is extremely difficult to do.
If we must use this method to defeat the Heavenly Palace, then will the human realm win or will the next age of gods begin?"
"Pindao actually thinks this method is feasible."
“In critical times, you have to act cheaply.
If we can create a dozen masters within a few hundred years who can compete head-on with the innate gods, no, just a few, then our efforts will not be in vain."
"I'm afraid that I will be reviled by future generations."
"Then I will be the villain! I am thick-skinned and not afraid of scolding. What we want to think about now is how to protect the human realm."
"Don't worry," Feng Yezi said slowly, "I still have doubts. If there is such an atmosphere of creating gods in the human world, and those innate gods come to harvest incense, what should we do?"
This time, Wu Wan also began to remain silent.
"At this moment, everyone in the Human Realm should be mobilized."
Liu Bairen said in a deep voice:
"How is our human realm better than their heavenly palace?
Fortunately, we are all united, and fortunately we know that doing so will actually do more harm than good in the long run.
But now, if the method of concentrating thoughts to become gods is implemented smoothly, it can bring us great benefits, and everything must be considered comprehensively."
Four or five pavilion masters nodded slowly.
"but……"
Feng Yezi still wanted to speak, but looked at Nong again and continued stroking his beard and moaning softly.
Liu Bairen said: "There is another point that none of you have actually seen."
"Brother Liu, please tell me quickly. Don't show off in front of His Majesty."
"Wuwang mentioned just now that the power of thought that monks and mortals can produce is almost the same."
Liu Bairen said slowly:
"We don't need to promote the method of concentrating thoughts to become gods in the entire human domain. First, we should find a few areas where there are many mortals and few monks.
Well, why not, let's demarcate such an area and remove the monks within it, leaving only mortals.
Find a way to make them believe that Huo Ling is a god, let them believe that as long as they pray to Huo Ling, they will have moderate efficacious effects, and then use Huo Ling's words to persuade mortals to work hard in order to gather their mental power."
"This is a good method."
"That's the truth."
Feng Yezi nodded slowly and said with a smile: "This is a very clever plan."
The eight pavilion masters gradually came to a consensus, and Wu Wan didn't say anything to them.
Finally, Shennong opened his eyes and said with a smile:
"If you want to get rewards, you must take risks. If you are just timid and hesitant, what can you accomplish?"
The eight pavilion masters stood up and saluted, calling His Majesty wise.
As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he had already set the tone for this matter.
Wu Wang thought for a moment and then said: "Giving divinity to a heroic spirit is actually not that simple, nor can it be achieved by just doing it."
Shen Nong smiled and said: "Could it be that you just called us old bones together before you could think of a way?"
"of course not."
Wu Wan groped in his sleeves for a while, took out a wooden sign, and stood it up in front of him.
"The next plan may be a bit complicated, so I'll try to make it as simple as possible.
Of course, I am just making an opinion. As for whether to adopt this opinion, it is up to the seniors and Your Majesty to decide.
I named this plan—"
The wooden sign was turned over, revealing four large characters with still-dry ink on it.
Wu Wan's voice had a little magnetism:
"Making up myths."
The eight pavilion masters concentrated their attention, and Wu Huan started talking again, but this time without any pause, he brought out all the ideas he had made before going into extraordinary retreat.
Suppose that in a city where mortals gather, the conduct of a god is promoted and the deeds of a god are spread, then the story of this god will soon spread throughout the city.
There is a high probability that a believer of the god will appear in this city.
What if, in this city, a pantheon of gods was promoted directly and systematically...
When you build a temple, you don’t just place one god inside, but a group of gods!
Then give divinity to each god - reveal miracles, promote virtues, grant false divine rights, and make up stories that belong to them!
"In this way, we can use the same time to create a batch of false gods!"
Wu Wang's words were resounding, and the eight pavilion masters shone brightly to varying degrees.
Shennong asked: "False gods?"
"Yes, they are false gods, because they only enjoy incense and gather divine power, but cannot control the rules."
Wu Wan said sternly: "This is also the next difficulty, that is, the strength of the gods born from our collective thoughts may not be comparable to the innate gods with the same divine power."
Liu Bairen frowned and said, "Isn't that working in vain?"
"How can it be that all this work is in vain? They also have combat power, just slightly lower."
Wu smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if there were two small swords in his eyes.
"Furthermore, just imagine, if we cultivate a wind god who has no supernatural power, and is thought by living beings to advise God to blow the wind.
If we kill several major wind gods in the Tiangong at some point in the future, is there a chance that the fake wind gods can become new wind gods?"
Shennong said: "Unless Tiangong gives up this avenue, it will be very difficult."
"It's very difficult, but not impossible."
Wu said with a smile: "Next, I will try my best to investigate the flaws of the Tiangong Shending. If I can find this method, then the concentration of thoughts we started to promote today will have ten times or a hundred times the effect.
What's more, we should not limit our horizons to the human realm.
Look outside, look at the southeast region, look at the east field.
We make up a complete myth, create some perfect gods, and use the extraordinary to promote this myth.
Under the rule of Tiangong, hundreds of ethnic groups generally stay in a relatively primitive state, replacing their beliefs with our myths, which in turn can shake the foundation of Tiangong's divine power.
After a little more careful consideration of this matter, you will know that there is much to be done."
"good!"
Feng Yezi's eyes shone with divine light, and he said happily: "If we can really make up a formula that makes people believe it as soon as they hear it, it may really shake the Tiangong's rule over hundreds of tribes."
"Sihai Pavilion has the deepest understanding of the hundreds of tribes. I believe what Master Feng Pavilion said."
But Shen Nong said: "One more thing, how can the Heavenly Palace just sit back and ignore it?"
"It depends on how we lay it out."
Wu Wang put away the wooden sign, got another stone slab, and drew several circles on it.
"This is the Heavenly Palace, and this is us. The two are clearly distinct, but around us, there are still a large number of beings who don't know what the Heavenly Palace is.
Information in the Human Realm is developed... Well, information circulates quickly in the Human Realm, but it is only limited to monks.
In the human realm, the division between monks and mortals is becoming more and more serious. Mortals only live a few hundred years, but monks can live ten times or a hundred times.
Don't you think that today's human realm has been divided into two layers, one layer is close to the ground, and the other layer is suspended in mid-air.
Outside the human domain, the situation is even more serious.
Take the Kitano clan as an example. Before I founded the Star God Cult, established the Mining Alliance, and secretly revolutionized the Kitano ecology, literacy, painting, divination, and music playing were all the privileges of the priests.
The entire wilderness and most areas outside the human domain are like this.
We have already tried to promote the concept of the human realm, and even shared the practice methods with hundreds of tribes, but with little success, or even no effect at all.
But if we use the method they are most familiar with - worshiping gods, using fabricated, systematic, flawless myths, and adding some miracles done by monks behind the scenes.
Make up myths and use the worship of gods to defeat the cornerstone of the divine power of the Heavenly Palace.
This is the ultimate purpose of us sitting here today to discuss this matter."