Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty: Shulot’s Divination, Brave New World
"Your Highness Shulot, in accordance with the will of the God King, you will be fully responsible for the specific negotiations with Yunshan City from today on!..."
"The Lord God is merciful and will give the lost fish a chance to return to the right path! Tomorrow, let all the alliance envoys who have negotiated come to see me!"
"Yes! I obey you!"
“May the Lord God bless you!…”
"yes!…"
As the sun set in the west, the chief intelligence officer Shadow Dagger said goodbye to Shulot's tent with a respectful expression. This "prophet's" tent, hung with profound rune flags, has become the most popular place in the entire military camp.
A place with a "mysterious color". As a "prophet" among nobles and warriors, he put on this layer of divine cloak. Shulot's words and deeds were also affected, and he became closer and closer to his former grandfather.
The Mexican plateau in August is the hottest and most depressing time. But Shulot is still wearing a black sacrificial robe, a heavy obsidian feather crown, and even the turquoise accessories hanging neatly on his body!
This formidable attire of priests and elders is the first level of divinity in him. And his indifferent, distant and calm demeanor is the second level of divinity.
"The source of all beliefs requires the beautification and imagination of distance...God and humans cannot get too close...Since we have chosen 'divineness', we must show a 'divine attitude'!..."
Thinking of this, Shulot lowered his eyes and understood his grandfather more and more. Many times, once the shell shaped by environment and status is put on a person, it forces the person to become what he is in the shell.
If you stay in the shell for a long time, your entire body, mind, and thoughts will be changed and shaped by the environment. Especially power and wealth, which seem to be controlled by the owner, but in fact, many times, they will be controlled in turn.
His appearance has changed from head to toe...
"Transfer the divine descendants of Yunshan City to the northern continent... um... the west coast, and find a fiefdom between the kingdom's port strongholds..."
Shulot sat at his desk, looking at the map sent by Shadow Dagger, thoughtfully. But soon, he turned his attention away from the map and looked at another one, which had just been sent by Shadow Dagger.
Something. A flag from Cuba in the East China Sea, captured from the "white-skinned demon"!…
"This is...a square flag with a blue cross on a white background...the flag of the Kingdom of Portugal?!"
Shulot's expression flashed, and his eyes showed incredible surprise. This flag, together with many demonic trophies, were transported back to Maya from Cuba three months ago, passing by the Totonac seaside, and then by the Mexica Alliance.
The transshipment parade was carried out again and again, and the priests of the main god held ceremonies to announce it... until today, it was finally delivered to him.
Looking at the damaged but washed white flag, it was obviously the result of the medical priests following Shulot's instructions and treating it with lime water. As for the "head" that showed merit, the same was true for fear of possible plague diseases.
Follow his instructions and no longer send messages back to Maya's kingdom stronghold...
"The demon fleet we encountered for the second time only had two ships...or were they Portuguese?...How could they be Portuguese?...According to past history, it shouldn't be Columbus, leading the huge Castilian fleet.
Going on a second voyage?"
"The direction of European continental history has actually changed! But how did the butterflies on the American continent set off a storm across the Atlantic and change the trend of the European continent?..."
"Why did the Portuguese end? Now, they should be at a critical moment in the exploration of India, right?... Where is Columbus's second fleet now? How big is it?..."
At this moment, the fog of history shrouded Shulot's heart, turning the originally foreseeable future into chaos! The new world has arrived, but the appearance of the new world is hidden in the thick fog on the sea.
People can't see clearly!
Shulot has always believed that the changes he brought will affect the course of the entire world, and he has been working hard for this! However, he never thought that it was just the beginning of subsequent history after Columbus's maiden voyage.
It was completely messed up and no more accurate predictions could be made!
The trajectory of the world can actually affect the whole body. There will never be a time traveler who arrives many years ago and does many things, and the history remains exactly the same, with completely unchanged results...
"Lord God! It seems that my tenure as a 'prophet' is only for a few years... From now on, my predictions will not be accurate and count!..."
"Well...then the only way is to follow the traditional path, take the path of sacrificial divination, carry out psychological suggestions, and give a vague rough idea!..."
"In this case, let me calculate a hexagram first! To be more general, let's predict future changes and the actions that should be taken!..."
Thinking of this, Shulot stood up again, arranged his clothes and accessories, and lit a wisp of divine smoke. The third level of the priests, which is also the largest level of divinity, is naturally a "feudal superstition" activity.
From sacrifices to divination, from large-scale rituals to small-scale prayers, from communicating with the dead to communicating with gods. The scope of "mysterious activities" is the scope where religion rules the human heart. As for Shulot's divination, it still follows the usual practice of meditating first.
After praying for a while, he solemnly took out the sunflower grass and took out six lines.
"Lao Yin, Shao Yang, Shao Yin. The lower hexagram is 'Kan', the low water...Shaoyin, Shao Yang, Shao Yang. The upper hexagram is 'Xun', the blowing wind. The upper hexagram is 'Kan', which is the low water. That is Feng Shui.
Huan San is the 'Huan' hexagram!..."
"What is the omen of the 'Huan' hexagram? The wind blows and the water disperses, and there is a sign of separation and disintegration. It seems to be an ominous hexagram?... As for the specific instructions, you have to look at the changing lines. The changing lines on the sixth day of the lunar month, the lower hexagram starts from 'kan'
'becomes'ze', and 'fengchuishui' becomes'fengchuize'..."
"Uh?...What does this change mean? What does it mean?..."
At this point in the divination, Xiulote's expression was stagnant and he could no longer deduce. After all, he couldn't even remember all the sixty-four hexagrams, let alone the details of the divination. He could only rely on his feelings and vague understandings.
It turns out that the result of this divination is a "bad omen" and needs to be resolved in some way.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "A bad omen?... Could it be that the invasion of colonists will still bring terrible disasters?"
At this moment, Shulot thought of a lot, and his resolute eyebrows furrowed deeply. After a long silence, he finally decided to do the divination again to see if he could get a hexagram and the changes he remembered.
"Shaoyang, Laoyin, Shaoyang. The lower hexagram is 'Li', the burning fire...Shaoyin, Shaoyin, Shaoyin. The upper hexagram is 'Kun', the falling earth. The upper hexagram is 'Li', the burning fire, the earth fire Mingyi ?Why is this hexagram completely reversed from before? 'Water' has become 'fire', and 'wind' has become 'earth'?!... Lord God! Is the divination accurate this time?..."
Seeing the results of the second divination, Shulot was stunned for a few breaths, and even doubted his own divination level. But he still bit the bullet and started to decipher the hexagrams using the hexagrams he remembered.
"The earth is fire and bright, I remember this! The fire is buried under the earth, the sky and the earth are dark, and there is a sign of blindness... Hiss! Another ominous hexagram?..."
"As for the specific instructions, the transformation of Jiu Er... Li Huo turned into Qian Tian, located under the Kun hexagram... That is, the 'earth' is on the 'sky', the interaction of yin and yang, and the thunder on the ground?... This is also done in a certain way. , resolve bad omens and turn them into good fortune..."
"Hmm... let me think about it! I seem to remember this inscription about the ninety-two changes of Yao! It should be... what kind of horse to use, what kind of strength, and then it is auspicious?... Horse... strong... auspicious? 'horse'?..."
After the difficult recollection, Shulot's mouth twitched and he felt helpless. This second time of divination, he still couldn't remember the specific words. The only thing that remained in his mind was "horse".
"God bless you! The latest news is that a group of ponies have been bred on Big Whale Island... The mares must be kept for breeding. And those stallions... you can send two, one to Avitt, I’ll keep one for myself…”
"After so many years, I finally have the opportunity to run around without having to rely on my feet! ... Wearing this sacrificial robe and heavy obsidian stone crown, it is really inconvenient to move around. The other priests and elders all sit on people's chariots. .But I don’t like this kind of thing that people carry, it also lacks the bravery of a warrior..."
"It would be great if I could have a horse! It would not only allow me to move around, but also reflect the bravery of the warriors and the mystery of the priests and elders... It would also allow the warriors of the alliance to become familiar with this neighing four-legged beast in advance. !…”
"Well...Looking at it this way, 'horse' is indeed very important! Then write a letter to Chimel and ask him to send two ponies!..."
Thinking of this, Shulot nodded slightly. He put away the divination sunflower grass, untied the heavy stone crown, placed it beside the altar, and poured out the burned sacred smoke. Only then could he look relaxed and start He wrote a long letter. In the letter, he was full of expectations, asking for changes in the new world, coming to the changing Mexica Alliance, and coming to the ancient clouds...
The trade exchanges on the west coast of the Pacific and the exploration and collision on the west coast of the Atlantic have all followed the tide of the storm to a world where the old and the new are intertwined. A new future is rising from the sea, connecting the divided continents and oceans into one for the first time. Then, this connection at sea will become closer and closer, and it will be a voyage of no return...
At this moment, whether it is the East or the West, whether it is the New World or the Old World, changes that have not happened in thousands of years have appeared silently, on the sea!
The new world has arrived! A beautiful new world that needs to be faced bravely~~
