Chapter 1888 The Two Youths of the Xuanming Clan
Seeing that Cai Gen remained silent, Guantata felt that he needed to add something to support his starting point.
“When the God of Bitterness left, he didn’t say he would have to wait so long.
No word on how long we have to wait.
The most important thing is that he didn't say whether he would come back.
Should we still persist?
Do we really want to persist until there is only one of our clan members left?
Will our shamanism be completely eradicated? ”
Cai Gen understands the mood of Guantata very well, and it is very reasonable.
For an unreasonable ancestral precept and an illusory belief, shamanism has indeed sacrificed too much for so many years.
Not to mention the issue of one's own survival and development, how much hard work does it take to exist in the gap between the top and the west?
When Cai Gen met Tong Aijia for the first time, he had such a premonition after learning about the persistence of shamanism for so many years.
No group is ever monolithic, and even if it is, it will become rusty after years of erosion.
The ideas of the older generation, passed down from generation to generation, will inevitably go astray.
Or it’s not called deviation, it can only be called development and change.
Tong Ai's family had already survived until they had no successors. Fortunately, they met themselves and lived up to their mission.
Fortunately, Lang Mintao and the others waited for him without wavering, and successfully handled the problem in Xuecheng, allowing the matter to enter the next stage.
But the situation of shamanism in Iceland is worse.
There were more ideas in the Guanta Tower in front of him. He had already begun to think about whether it was worth it, and he was already hesitating whether to persist or not.
After all, it is indeed too difficult to hold on without hope.
Cai Gen only felt a little empathy and understood Guantata's mood without any accusation or complaint.
Even if he is the awakened God of Pain, what Guanta Tower has given up is his own project and the expectations of the previous generation of Pain Gods.
The teddy bear saw that Cai Gen was silent and fell into deep thought. He was afraid that Cai Gen would become soft-hearted and destroy internal unity.
The top priority at hand is the project of the god of suffering.
And isn’t the mission of each shamanistic family to stick to the unfinished project?
Without the support of shamanism, Cai Gen's current situation would be like a useless project. Let's go home and deliver food and wait for the end of the Three Realms.
"Guantata, what you said is a bit selfish.
The project of the god of suffering is not for himself.
It’s not just for eternal well-being in this world.
Forefathers planted trees so that future generations can enjoy the shade. This is a major event that benefits future generations. How is it not worth it?
You are going against the teachings of your ancestors, and you are still trying to make sense here.
You have some shit, are you worthy of your ancestors?
I heard that you have very high requirements for entering ancestral graves.
If you talk like this and question your ancestors, can you enter the ancestral graves? ”
What the teddy bear said was very heartbreaking, especially since he had to move all the ancestral graves out. It really hurt wherever he went, comparable to Cai Gen's venomous tongue.
Cai Gen felt that what he said was a bit excessive. After all, he was still a guest at this house. He was really pissed off. How embarrassing would it be to be kicked out?
However, Guantata was not agitated and was very calm, as if he had expected that someone would accuse him like this and was mentally prepared.
"Things in this world are everyone's business.
Why are we shamans bleeding and dying here?
Our whole life is our only life.
Even if you are reincarnated, it will no longer be this life.
I believe that everyone's life is unique and precious.
The lives of future generations are worthy of blessing, but our lives are worthless?
Don't look at me from a high moral point. You don't deserve it, and no one deserves it. ”
After quarreling with the teddy bear, Guantata seemed to have been drained of energy. Maybe saying such words put a lot of mental pressure on him. He looked helplessly out the window and the mountains in the distance outside the window.
"Besides, who is giving up?
I just went against the teachings of my ancestors.
Are the ancestral precepts wrong and do I have to abide by them?
In fact, I have already thought about it. For the sake of the lives of my people, I would rather not enter the ancestral grave.
A sea burial can be considered a relaxing experience and a return to nature. The fault is all my fault and it has nothing to do with anyone else. ”
Oh, this is considered sacrificing one's life for righteousness.
I would rather not enter the ancestral grave, but also want to protect the lives of the clan members and violate the ancestral precepts.
Moreover, in essence, they have not given up completely and still adhere to the responsibilities of the descendants of shamanism. So what else is there to blame?
This time, before the teddy bear could speak, Cai Gen spoke first, saving him the chance to act like a coward and be criticized.
"Well, Guantata, as long as you don't give up your choice, you are still a good comrade.
By the way, what ancestral precepts did you violate?
Uncle Guan is an older generation who sticks to the rules and cannot accept new things.
Not to mention not looking at the problem from a development perspective, we can’t blame him. We need more communication and guidance.
I'm different, I'm very open-minded.
If it's some tragic ancestral precept, wouldn't it be great if I could think of a way to abolish it together for you?
After all, I can still speak and have some face. ”
This is not Cai Gen’s bragging.
The ancestral teachings left by shamanism are nothing more than what the ancestral witches told us.
It's like bringing Gong Kanghui out and speaking to Tong Aijia. Isn't it okay to say whatever you want?
Moreover, whether it was Gong Kanghui or Gai Qiu, the relationship with Cai Gen was as good as the same person.
Note that this is definitely not a metaphor, but a statement.
The two ancestral witches are in Cai Gen's body at this moment. They are definitely the same person, let alone two families.
Guan Tata didn't expect Cai Gen to be so easy to talk to, let alone that he could speak big words.
Shamanism has been an ancestral precept for thousands of years. Can Cai Gen change it?
He smiled nonchalantly and didn't take Cai Gen's words seriously.
"The ancestral precept that I have violated is, don't conspire with others, just die.
How about it, Cai Gen, can you abolish it? ”
Um?
If you don't conspire with others, then you will die?
Cai Gen nodded and thought for a long time.
"What do you mean?"
Dizzy, Guan Tata is almost out of control, you don’t even understand, why are you nodding your head blindly?
"Cai Gen, the ancestral precept of not scheming with others and settling for death is a warning to us.
The secret of God's project.
Don't tell outsiders.
We cannot rely on the help of outsiders.
We can only rely on our shamanistic tribesmen to shoulder the responsibility alone.
Even if they all die, they won't hesitate. ”
So that’s it.
It’s not surprising that shamanism has such ancestral precepts. It has been passed down for so many years, operates in such a low-key manner, and has such a huge force that seems to be transparent. How could it be possible without such strict ancestral precepts?
It's just that there is no team spirit, it's not very scientific, and it really should be eliminated.
You can't just do a crappy project while your entire family is dead.
"Sure, don't worry.
If I see Shuangqing this time, I will tell him and I will promise to let you enter the ancestral grave. ”
The two words "Shuangqing" were like two thunderbolts, which directly made Guantata lose its composure.
He stood up suddenly, his tone of voice changed.
"Ah, Cai Gen, do you know Ice Ancestor Shuangqing?
The twins of the Xuanming clan? ”
The other party's reaction was that he really didn't take himself as a person.
Cai Gen, who was looked down upon, waved his hand lightly.
"Oh, it's very familiar, don't be so excited.
Let me tell you, I definitely have a face in Shuangqing. ”
(End of chapter)