Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and Five: The Worship of the Sacred Mountain, the Golden Mountain Promised by the Knowledgeable!
The Alaska coast in July is the lush green of long grass, the pink of new branches of light trees, and the sea of colorful summer flowers. Colorful birds are flying freely in the sky and distant mountains. Large and small.
Herds of deer and prairie dogs are jumping alive among the pine forests and mountains. And densely packed salmon and herring gather in the estuaries and lakes, working hard to migrate upriver...
From the sky to the mountains and forests to the sea, there are lush grass and trees everywhere, blooming flowers, and flocks of birds, animals and fish that are full of vitality and reproduce and play to their heart's content. And when the kingdom's ocean-covering boat, it has not changed after thousands of years.
When icebergs come to the coast of Alaska in midsummer, they see such a moving scene of vitality and all things competing, which is unforgettable.
"Blessed by the Lord God! Summer is a gift from the Lord God. He descends from the towering Ancestral Peak of the God of Heaven and gives abundant food to tens of thousands of tribes. He also hangs the sun that never sets high in the sky!
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The midday sun fell on the deck of the shelter boat, and the sacred Changbai Mountain in the northern sky also appeared clearly in front of everyone. Seeing this 2,500-meter seaside mountain, the kingdom warriors and tribal sailors on the boat,
They all crawled on the deck and prayed towards the sacred mountain in the north.
“Praise the supreme God! Praise the sacred white mountain ice peak!…”
"Ugh!... Praise the Lord of the East China Sea... Praise that... Great Baektu Mountain!..."
Seeing the people prostrate in prayer, sailmaker Pu Shunfan and shipwright Jin Shanshu looked at each other, and obediently lay on the deck, praying towards the icebergs in the north. These strange Jiao tribes seemed to particularly worship mountains. And this towering
The iceberg was already the third "white sacred mountain" they encountered after leaving Shendadi Port.
According to the priests, these three thousand-meter-high white sacred mountains from west to east represent the guidance of the Lord God. They are called "Shengaobai Mountain", "Shentaibai Mountain" and "Shenchangbai Mountain" respectively.
To the east of these three sacred mountains, there is a real sacred peak looming behind the mountains. It is the place where the Lord God descended from the highest sacred mountain. It is called the "God Ancestral Peak"... And the height of that sacred mountain can be
You can vaguely see it from a thousand miles away!…
"Lord God! The Jiao people really worship the white mountains. They are very similar to the Jurchens in the northern barbarians... This towering white sacred mountain seems to be about the same height as Bukakbaeksan Mountain in North Hamgyong Province... As for the ancestors of the gods
The great Baektu Mountain can be seen from a thousand miles away? It sounds like an amazing place!…”
Thinking of this, sailmaker Pu Shunfan scratched his head. He had never seen a six- or seven-kilometer-high mountain on the sea, so he could not imagine how majestic and tall that "big Baektu Mountain of the ancestors of the gods" was!
Although North Korea during the Li Dynasty also had a tradition of worshiping sacred mountains, its scale and audience were not very influential. The "Northern Mountain White Mountain" officially canonized by the Li Dynasty was the second highest peak in Korea in later generations, with a crown of more than 2,500 meters.
Maofeng.
Even when they saw the Chinese name "Changbai Mountain", the hearts of the two Korean craftsmen were not touched at all. Because Changbai Mountain, the "holy mountain" of Korea in later generations, in this era, was just a dangerous and barbaric place where Jurchen barbarians lived.
The land was not within the territory of the Lee Dynasty's Joseon Kingdom at all, and it had never existed in the Korean legends passed down from ancient times.
On the contrary, the name "Changbai Mountain" comes from the naming of the Jurchen tribes in the Jin Dynasty. In the mythology of the Jurchen tribes, this is a revered "sacred mountain", and the sacred mountain has the powerful Changbai Mountain God...
"Oh! Lord Asama! What a towering immortal white mountain! ... Eh! This mountain can still emit smoke. Is it a living volcano? ... Ah! This is really extremely majestic and gorgeous! Just like... Just like Asama
The same as the three immortal peaks in the Taisha mandala painting... Hmm? The immortal Mount Fugaku!..."
Two steps away, Watanabe Masumi, a monk soldier, also opened his eyes wide and knelt on the deck. He looked at the white sacred mountain in the north. He was speechless for a long time, and his eyes gradually became moist. At this moment, he remembered that he was far away eight years ago.
Thousands of miles away in his homeland, he thought of the mythical Immortal Mountain, and also of the towering Mount Fuji (Mount Fuji) that he had personally climbed and seen with his own eyes...
"The one who emerges from Tianer's Ura, who is beaten out, is really white, and can't stand the high mountain, and the snow wave is left...
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Amidst the devout prayers of many Jiao people, the monk Watanabe Masumi lowered his head and lowered his eyes. He couldn't help the ups and downs in his heart and recited a short song from the "Man'yoshu" about the falling snow on Mount Fuji.
The Kazu people of the Muromachi period were devout believers in gods and Buddhas, and also worshiped the gods of mountains and rivers. Among the mountains, the worship of the immortal mountain, Mount Fugaku, also known as Mount Fuji, is the most famous for a long time. Surrounding the 3800-meter-high Mount Fugaku, and
People also built Senma Shrine, and the legend of Senma the Great God and the goddess Konohana no Hime spread.
As for Masumi Watanabe himself, he also personally visited Miho no Matsubara and saw the unforgettable eight peaks of Mount Fuji. He even went to Mount Fuji Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine and saw the mandala carvings depicting the three peaks of gods and Buddhas...
At this moment, Monk Soldier Watanabe thought of his unknown road ahead, his hometown he knew not how to return to, and his endless voyage of thousands of miles with no end in sight. He thought of the ups and downs of his fate along the way, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears and recited another sentence.
The tanka in "Man'yoshu" tells the story of autumn in Okuyama, Nara.
"Autumn in Okuyama dyes the red forest, and the sound of deer singing makes me sad. I stand there and sigh, who can comfort my lonely heart?... (Okuyama's red leaves step on the red leaves, the sound of the deer, the sound of the deer, the sound of the deer, the time of autumn, the sadness of the autumn)..."
"Woo! This vast sea and sky of thousands of miles, this endless voyage, this country of the Jiao people, are so far away, like the endless path of death in the Santu River! ... The autumn leaves of Okuyama! Again
Which piece of snow has fallen for me, a wandering traveler? The falling snow of the Immortal Mountain! I’m afraid I won’t be able to see it again until I die?…Woo! Woo!”
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On the boat covering the ocean, the devout prayers continued for half a moment before they gradually stopped amidst the enthusiastic chanting of the name of the main god. For the Heguo and Koreans on the boat, this towering white volcano symbolized the glory of the motherland.
Far away, never to be seen again. But for the sailors on the ship, the appearance of this sacred mountain means that their tribe and hometown are right in front of them.
For the kingdom warriors on the ship, having traveled through the helpless, ethereal and mighty Shenqi Island chain, and now arriving at the extreme north coast along the northern continent, it means a safe and secure route, and more and more dangers along the way.
Plenty of supplies. The most difficult part of the 20,000-mile journey home was finally over!…
"God bless you, please work harder, adjust the sails, and sail faster! When we arrive at the Great Whale Port, we will take a good supply of supplies and have a warm meal of broth!..."
After praying, Mickey the Knowledgeable turned his head, looked around at the excited expressions of everyone, and encouraged everyone before letting everyone disperse. Then, his eyes moved, and he saw the tribal translator bowing his head in the corner, and walked over.
Beside the other party, he looked at the other party's tearful expression for a while and asked doubtfully.
"Huh? Witness the Lord God! Translator Watanabe, why are your eyes red and stained with tears? Are you...crying?..."
"Ah! Ah, that...priest!...I...I...I just saw the sacred mountain, thought of the glory of the Lord God, and thought of the...blessing of fate...I was excited and cried with joy!..."
Upon hearing the question, the monk soldier Watanabe Masumi quickly wiped his tears, then raised his head and replied with a forced smile in halting Mexica.
"Witness the Lord God! I have never been so far away...so far away from the East China Sea!...I have never thought...that there is such a big and rich continent thousands of miles away from the East China Sea!..."
"God bless you! I thought I was just going to the far North Sea, which is thousands of miles away, to collect some furs and valuables... I didn't expect that in the end, I would experience cold winters and storms, ice seas and islands... Finally, I traveled thousands of miles eastward and ended up here.
I don’t know where, the land in the East China Sea that I have never heard of... This is really... This is really unbelievable, unimaginable in my dreams... That divine blessing!!..."
"Haha! The Lord God protects us! He has always protected you too!..."
"Yes, yes! You are right!...The Lord God bless us!...He really...blessed me!..."
Mickey the Knowledgeable blinked his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and prayed devoutly, and Monk Watanabe quickly followed suit. In fact, Mickey could see what Watanabe was thinking, but he didn't say anything.
Among so many prisoners, translator Watanabe is the only one who is proficient in both the Japanese and Korean tribes, can write divine texts, and has also worked hard to learn some Mexican language talents. For such an important talent,
Both Zuvalo and he attach great importance to this link between various ministries and are willing to give preferential treatment and comfort...
"O God! The farther the ship goes east, the mood of these prisoners seems to be getting lower and lower... How can we comfort these prisoners and boost their morale? ... Well, His Majesty's divine revelation... is there!..."
Mikey, the knowledgeable man, pondered for a moment, and a kind smile suddenly appeared on his face. He reached out his hand, touched the short stubble on Monk Bing Watanabe's head, and asked with a smile.
"Watanabe, have you seen Jinshan?..."
"Uh? What?...Master Priest? What did you say? Golden Mountain?..."
"I mean, mountains of gold, mountains full of gold mines!..."
"Ah! What! Gold? Mountains of gold?!... Lord God! I... I have never seen it..."
"Well, if you go further, you can see it!... The Kingdom's golden mountains are many and very common... They are very beautiful, a large area of golden mountains, hills and streams!..."
The knowledgeable person has a kind expression, and while comforting with a smile, he makes shocking promises.
"God bless you! If everything goes well, there are still two ports, and we have arrived at Shenjinxi Port. This is the northernmost point on the route and the easiest place to see Baili Jinshan... Well, you tribes in the New World are not the most
Do you like gold? When we get there, I will give each of you craftsmen and sailors a bamboo basket..."
"Witness the Lord God! I will give you one day to rest by the Jinshan Mountain... At that time, how much gold and stone you can hold... then it will all be yours!..."
"Haha! What kind of joke? Of course it's true! ... Watanabe, this is my and the kingdom's promise to you! The Jinshan Mountain is so big, and thousands of kilograms of gold and stone, it doesn't matter! Don't tell me that you are just ten
No one, not even a hundred or a thousand, can dig out a single hair from the tail of this Golden Mountain Rabbit!…”
"Go and tell this good news to the craftsmen and sailors on the ship! Let them cheer up and sail faster... The real golden mountain is right in front of you!..."
