Chapter 18 My tribe doesn't need a second voice
"High Priest, you should know all the words on it, right?"
After carving the techniques of "Chaos Art" and "Flying Knife Art" on the wall, Yi Chen turned his head to look at the high priest.
The white-haired high priest nodded and looked at Yi Chen in a daze.
"Does the high priest know the Qingcao Tribe?" ❊
Yi Chen asked.
The high priest shook his head.
Yi Chen felt strange.
He couldn't understand why the Qingcao Tribe and the Yanshan Tribe had no intersection, so why did they share the same language and writing?
However, he didn't think deeply about it.
What he wanted to do most at the moment was to popularize the cultivation techniques in the Yanshan Tribe and make the overall strength of the Yanshan Tribe soar.
This was his interest.
He turned his eyes to all the tribesmen.
"The pictures and words on it are a set of cultivation techniques and a set of attack-type techniques."
"As long as everyone learns it, they will have magical powers like me, and the ability to kill ferocious beasts by just throwing thorn fruits."
Wow...
As soon as these words came out.
The people of Yanshan tribe were in an uproar.
"Possess the same power and ability as the chief?"
"How is this possible? Aren't the power and ability of the chief only possessed by gods?"
"If we really learn it, doesn't it mean that we can be as powerful as the chief and kill even giants like green leopards?"
After a brief shock, everyone fell into ecstasy.
Only the high priest changed his face.
"Chief, you can't!"
He hurriedly said, "This is an ability that only gods have. The chief can obtain it because he has been recognized by the gods. Once the chief passes on the ability given to you by the gods to the tribe members, not only will the chief be punished by the gods, but the tribe members will also be punished."
Hiss...
The tribe members who were originally cheering excitedly softened like a deflated ball when they heard this.
Yi Chen looked at the serious high priest with some surprise.
He didn't expect that when competing for the position of chief, no one dared to stand up and oppose.
When promoting and popularizing "Chaos Jue", the high priest would suddenly stand up to oppose.
"It doesn't matter, these skills are all created by me, and have nothing to do with the gods."
Yi Chen explained.
"No! It is the gods who gave the patriarch this creative ability, so the patriarch can create these so-called skills."
The high priest said without hesitation, "The ability bestowed by the gods on the patriarch must not be taught or given to the tribesmen privately. Otherwise, it will surely bring punishment from the gods!"
The tribesmen immediately turned their heads away.
They dared not even look at the words and patterns on the wall.
They were afraid that if they looked at it a few more times, they would be punished by the gods.
Even the old patriarch Taishi, Guli and Rogge, the two warriors of the tribe, were the same.
Yi Chen frowned.
He opened his mouth and wanted to argue with the high priest.
But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly swallowed them back.
He suddenly woke up.
He understood why the high priest objected.
And the reaction was so intense.
In the final analysis, it was still about interests.
Everyone is an individual with different thoughts.
Everyone has his own standpoint.
If the standpoint is different, the interests will be different.
He promoted and popularized the "Chaos Art" so that he could use the people of Yanshan Tribe as the cornerstone for conquering the world and expanding his sphere of influence.
The people of Yanshan Tribe cheered excitedly because after they learned the "Chaos Art", they would be able to increase their strength and easily hunt fierce beasts, and no longer have to worry about food sources.
He and the people of Yanshan Tribe had the same standpoint.
The only exception was the high priest.
The high priest was a messenger for a tribe to communicate with the gods.
Many times, he could represent the illusory gods.
In the tribe, he had supreme status and power.
Even the patriarch did not dare to offend him easily.
But once all the people of the tribe had the strength comparable to that of the gods, they would naturally not fear the gods.
Not to mention, it is to respect a high priest who can communicate with the gods.
As a result, the high priest's status in the tribe has undoubtedly plummeted, and he has gradually lost his status and power.
In this case, it is reasonable for the high priest to bring up the gods and desperately oppose it.
"High priest, come with me, I have something to discuss with you!"
Yi Chen greeted the high priest and walked towards the valley entrance.
The high priest hesitated for a moment and followed.
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"As expected of Yi Chen, he obviously saw the deep-seated reason why the high priest was determined to oppose!"
"Isn't the high priest worried about the punishment of the gods? Could there be other reasons?"
"I don't talk to fools, those who understand come!"
"Yi Chen asked the high priest to go out alone, probably to negotiate."
"This little obstacle will definitely not be a problem for Yi Chen. It's nothing more than promising the high priest's future status, and the high priest will naturally compromise."
"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
Some of the audience in the live broadcast room understood this scene, while others were confused.
Until a kind-hearted person with a good mind explained the inside story, it suddenly dawned on them.
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Yi Chen stopped when he was almost at the direction of the valley entrance.
Turned around and waited quietly for the high priest to come.
"The chief asked me to come here, is there something to discuss?"
The high priest looked at Yi Chen confidently.
Like everyone else, he also believed that Yi Chen was going to negotiate with him.
But he and everyone else guessed wrong.
Yi Chen did not plan to negotiate.
He looked at the high priest calmly and said calmly, "I give you two choices, one is to change your words, the other is death!"
The high priest was stunned.
He looked at Yi Chen in disbelief, and some could not believe his ears.
"No matter what tribe, even the most brutal and violent chief dare not threaten the high priest who can communicate with the gods!"
He looked at Yi Chen angrily, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.
"My tribe does not need gods. If there are gods, it can only be me!"
A cold light flashed in Yi Chen's eyes.
If it was something else, he would not mind giving in to each other.
After all, the Yanshan tribe has more than a thousand people and cannot withstand any internal friction.
But this is not possible.
He resolutely did not allow the Yanshan tribe to have a voice that was equal to him or even superior to him.
He could have a high priest, but he could only be placed on the altar to enhance his prestige.
Otherwise, he would not mind using strong means to suppress all dissenting voices, so that the Yanshan tribe would no longer have the position of high priest from now on.
"You, you are blaspheming the gods!"
The high priest was so angry that he trembled all over.
"I don't have so much time to waste on you. If you don't make a choice, I will regard it as you have chosen death!"
Yi Chen scolded coldly.
A tangled look flashed in the eyes of the high priest.
He never thought that this new patriarch would be so fearless of the gods and so decisive in killing.
"Three, two..."
Yi Chen began to count down.
In his palm, there was an extra thorn fruit.
"The chieftain is the incarnation of the gods, who came to the world only to save the people of Yanshan tribe."
When Yi Chen's countdown was about to end, the high priest finally made a choice.
He prostrated himself on the ground, kissing the soil under Yi Chen's feet with tears in his eyes.
Very pious.
"Very good, remember my words. If you still want to be the high priest, then let the people of the tribe slowly understand that there is only one god in my tribe!"
Yi Chen reminded.
"Follow the oracle!"
The high priest became more and more familiar with it.
In front of the screen, all the audience were stunned.
