"Ah! Hachiman Bodhisattva, Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, Merchant Witch Emperor!...Ah! My...my fingers!...Ahh!!..."
"Praise the Lord God! You sacrificed your flesh and blood, and you are blessed by God! Your piety will be seen by God and known by everyone!... Come, drink another glass of calming blood wine, and carve the emblem of the Lord God... It's a pity that you don't have a knife.
Water, otherwise you wouldn’t be in such pain. But it’s better to have some pain so that you can remember the sacrifice you made for God…”
"Ahhh! Bodhisattvas, gods, Buddhas, witch emperors!...My hands, my forehead!..."
"God bless you! If you bear with it a little longer, it will be carved soon!..."
It was bone-chilling cold in the north, and the bonfire was scorching and warm. The monk Watanabe Masumi collapsed beside the bonfire, feeling the excruciating pain in his forehead and little finger, and sweating all over his body. He hoarse his voice and let out a painful roar.
But it was full of the smell of blood and wine. He stared wide-eyed, watching the cut off little finger on his left hand, burning and twisting in the fire, gradually burning into bones. The sun hummingbird symbol on his forehead was also slowly seeping out.
The bleeding was like a dark red sunset and a black bird. After a while, he managed to regain his composure and murmured.
"The Merchant Witch Emperor! Such a price, such a mark... This forces me to bury the gods and Buddhas in my heart, and to speak of the Lord God!... Damn cruel glue man, damn Lord God, please protect me!..."
"Well, God bless you! Take him to the tent to rest and bandage him well. From now on, he will be our Jiaoren's brother... Come! Next!..."
Seeing the paralyzed monk soldier Watanabe, Zuvalo raised the corners of his mouth with a friendly smile in his eyes. According to the blood sacrifice culture of Central America, it is the most effective way to express devout belief in the gods through carvings and sacrifices on the body.
It is extremely common. Because the sacrificed flesh and blood not only contains the human soul, but also contains the important "Ihotel", which is the most precious life dedicated to the gods!
In actual missionary work, these imprints and physical marks of sacrifice will give believers a hint of faith at all times, telling them what they have done for God. And after paying such an indelible price, as long as the priests of the Lord God
If they treat the sacrificer preferentially, they can gradually plant pious faith in the other person's heart. This is the "human flesh and soul are one" respected in Mexica culture...
"Ah! Fire God Kagu Tsuchaki...No! Lord God Teru!...I, I have hair! I have a lot of hair! Don't cut my fingers!...Uh? My fingers are still there?...Ahem!...Ah
ah!…"
The head of the weapons team, Otani Kengang, let out a scream, and then the first-level priest, Fire Snake, cut off the samurai's Tsukiyo hair and threw it into the fire. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a glass of blood wine was handed to his mouth and poured into it.
In his throat. He choked and drank the blood wine, and the two kingdom warriors pinned him to the ground. Then, the kind-faced priest Fire Snake raised the obsidian dagger and skillfully tattooed his forehead one stroke at a time.
Carve the emblem…
In less than half a moment, the entire conversion ceremony was completed. Otani Kengang's eyes were blank, following the words of the priest Fire Snake, he repeated a mantra with unknown meaning in a low voice.
"Praise my God! He is supreme and great, he rules the heaven, earth and sea, bestows light and food, controls fire and thunder...Ah! Lord Shenhui!..."
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves the suffering!... These... these shamans who seduce people, do not blink their eyes at all... They only need a glass of blood wine, a spell, and then carve a spell... The warriors of the country are all
I’ve lost my soul!…Ayigu! It’s so…so terrible!”
Shipwright Jin Shanshu looked shocked, trembling with fear, and almost couldn't hold back his urine. Although North Korea has always had many witches and gods, and he had seen many witchcraft rituals, he had never seen such a mysterious and bloody sacrifice!
Soon, he was trembling and was brought to the sacred fire by two warriors and knelt down.
"Praise the Lord God! You are the one that the Lord God pays attention to and you are also blessed by the Lord God! Don't be nervous, it will be fine soon, soon!..."
Priest Fire Snake smiled kindly again, this time from the bottom of his heart. He was specifically responsible for the conversion of these captives on the ship. Captain Zuvalo also gave him careful instructions and told him the situation of each captive. Monk Watanabe, for example, was responsible for the key translation.
He has always been tolerant and cunning, so he had to sacrifice heavily to force him to believe in the Lord God. And this gold shipwright is the shipbuilding talent that the kingdom desperately needs, and he has a timid personality, so he must be merciful...
"Ah! Bless the Lord of the East China Sea! Bless Guanyin Bodhisattva! Bless the shaman god Shuitianfu!... The little one kowtowed to all the gods and goddesses!..."
Shipwright Kim Sun-soo yelled "Wow!" as he completed a set of conversion procedures and his nose was filled with tears. Koreans who are immersed in Confucian culture are naturally much more flexible in their belief in gods. All gods worshiped.
As long as you don't pay, you won't suffer any loss. What's more, in this "life and death situation", let alone believing in the main god of the Donghaijiao people, even worshiping Wu Zhu Zuwaro as a god, that's not a problem...
As for the blue fire and bronze cannon used in the conversion ceremony, shipwright Jin Shanshu knew a lot and recognized them all, but he didn't dare to speak. The smell of the blue fire should be gunpowder. During the holidays, two groups of gentlemen set off firecrackers.
It's that choking smell. As for the shape of the bronze cannon, it is obviously the small and medium-sized long-barreled artillery found in the Ming Dynasty and North Korea, which is the original version of the Crouching Tiger Cannon. Some of the Korean Navy's plank ships also need to be equipped with small cannons.
On the boat used by the Ming Dynasty to confer the king of Korea, there were even more crouching cannons. Of course, they were all made of iron. I had never seen copper ones...
"Blessed by the great and merciful God of the East China Sea! The gentlemen gave me gold, food and clothing, and allowed me to live well... Even the gods that the gentlemen worshiped were worshiped by the young ones! ... The young Pu Shunfan is stupid, and only
I know how to kowtow. From now on, I will sell my life to the old men!…"
The sailmaker Pu Shunfan burst into tears and kowtowed to the priests and warriors of the kingdom. Not only was he not afraid of the pain when he was engraved with the emblem of the main god, he was so excited that he almost jumped up with joy. As an unimportant sailmaker, he
Unlike Jin Shanshu, he was born as a fourth-class Baiding, who was only a little better than an untouchable. In the Joseon Kingdom, if a low-class person like him dared to enter the Confucius Temple and the Zhuxian Temple that only gentlemen could enter, it would be
He will be beaten to death with a cane.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Now, these Jiaoren tribes are willing to accept him and give him preferential treatment that even the warrior masters do not have. Naturally, they must show their loyalty in a big way. As for what to pray for
God, that’s not important...ah no, it comes from the heart, it’s very important!...
"Praise be to my god Huitzilopochtli! Praise be to the Most High God! ... God has departed! ..."
The singing of the sacrifice spread high, echoed in front of the altar, fell into the ears of the believers, and stayed in their hearts, just like this conversion that could never be forgotten. The burning sacrifice was unforgettable, and the priests waved obsidian daggers,
The dark red emblem of the main god was carved on the foreheads of the first batch of converts from Northeast Asia. This also means that the faith of the main god has entered the vast land of the old continent for the first time, even if it is only the coldest corner of the northeast!
Whether this kind of belief appears in the name of gods, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, fire gods, sea gods, merchant shaman gods, plastic people gods, or any other name, it marks a new possibility that has never been seen before...
Similarly, after sacrificing young deer, snow wolves and captives, and carving the mark of the main god, no matter where these converted tribes came from, they all became believers of the main god, at least in name. And all conversions,
It starts with nominal obedience, and then goes deeper into the soul step by step...
The ear-splitting prayers were submerged in the rustling wind and snow, drifting far away. The mighty north wind also continued to move southward, chasing the sounds in the wind.
And the stars move around, from the sunset of the setting sun to the sunrise of the rising sun. From the Kamchatka Peninsula at 53 degrees north latitude to the ancient Olmec holy city at 18 degrees north latitude. A truly grand and majestic New Year Festival.
, has just begun!…
"Praise the Lord God! From the high sky, He looks majestically at us, and at all the jungles and mountains that have taken refuge!..."
On the 30-meter-high Olmec Pyramid, Shulot was dressed in black sacrificial robes, holding high the emerald divine staff, looking down at the pyramid, kneeling down and surrendering to hundreds of descendants of gods, noble chiefs and leaders.
Under the rising sun in the east, thousands of imperial guards were all wearing heavy cloth-covered bronze armor, shining with white-gold light. They set up spears like a forest, covering the entire vast ancient holy city.
, tightly surrounding the sacred pyramid and the leaders of the tribes who witnessed the ceremony!
"The Lord God said! He will send down miracles for you to see with your own eyes! Anyone who believes and obeys Him will be given light and vitality, while anyone who does not believe and disobey Him will usher in blood sacrifice and death!..."
Shulot announced loudly, and hundreds of priests of the main god repeated loudly in the pyramids. Then, a majestic and mysterious shout, accompanied by the rising "giant eye of the god", really appeared in the sky above the heads of the leaders. At this moment
, all the leaders widened their eyes in disbelief, trembled with shock and shock, and were engraved in their bones with fear and awe!
"Raise your head! Gaze at the gaze of the Lord God! Welcome the Lord God of the sky! ... God has arrived!!"
This chapter has been completed!