Chapter 529: The high priest goes east, his last memories and the top of the mountain
The sun was dim and clouds shrouded the sky. There was a dead silence in the holy sanctuary, and you could almost hear the drop of a needle. The divine smoke continued to rise in the furnace, rendering the aura of the kingdom of God even deeper. Invisible pressure fell on everyone's hearts.
, as if even the wind had stopped.
"Wow!"
A girl who served the "gods" showed fear on her face. She shook her hand and accidentally dropped the pottery pot in her hand. There was a sharp cracking sound, and the pottery pot cracked on the ground and splashed honey water all over the ground. Lian Da
The clothes of the priests and priests and elders were also wet with honey.
"How dare you be so offensive!"
Petel's face was cold and he shouted angrily. He looked at the girl in the first sentence, and looked at the high priest in the second sentence. Then, the old priest leader showed murderous intent in his eyes and gave instructions with a gloomy expression.
"Kill her and make amends to the high priest!...Right here, in front of the high priest!"
Two family warriors immediately stepped forward and grabbed the girl who was lying on the ground and begging softly. Then, one warrior pulled out an obsidian dagger, placed it on the girl's neck, and slashed it without hesitation!
"Bah!"
Pure and bright red warmth spurted out from the young and beautiful body, instantly splashing all over the high priest and Peter. The sacrificial robes of the two theocratic leaders were stained with blood, and even their faces were splattered with blood spots. But the girl trembled and struggled.
In a few seconds, it turned into a blood-red flower and lay on the ground in front of the two of them.
"High Priest, are you satisfied with this apology?"
Petel was smiling, looking at the high priest closely, and his voice was cold. The request to sacrifice the priests and elders really touched his bottom line. And two family warriors holding sharp blades stood beside the high priest.
Beside him, there was a faint threat.
"oh?"
The high priest also had a smile on his face, seemingly unafraid and even looking forward to it. He reached out his hand calmly, wiped the blood spots on his face with his sleeve, and answered calmly.
"Peter, you should know that the more sacred the blood, the more it pleases the gods. And only the life of the divine elder can calm the anger of the God of War."
"you!"
Petel clenched the staff in his hand and stared at him coldly. He stared, as if he would let the warriors take action in the next second. However, this anger only lasted for more than ten seconds, and the priest leader's face showed
disappeared. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out in a long breath.
"Take the bodies away...get down!"
The family warriors bowed their heads in salute, and then left with the soft bodies, leaving only the dazzling bright colors. There was deathly silence in the holy sanctuaries, only the thick smoke of the gods lingered, making it more and more like the Kingdom of God.
"High Priest, the Holy City of Cholula sincerely submits to me, why are you so hard-pressed?"
After a while, the priest leader Petel leaned down and bowed again. The gloom on his face had long disappeared, and it was full of humble requests.
"Dear High Priest, the city of Cholula is willing to hand over more land, gold, silver, gems, and artifact albums! ... Please be merciful and forgive me a little!"
The twelve priests and elders are the top of the Holy City's ruling class. In order to fulfill the king's request, everyone discussed for several days before reluctantly deciding on the candidate for sacrifice, and promised that Yolowa would continue the family of elders and would not be replaced by hereditary. If
If two more people are sacrificed, the balance of power will be completely broken! There may be a split among the elders...
"...A fox who cares about himself will not dare to take action after all..."
Looking at Petel who lowered his posture, the high priest had inexplicable disappointment in his eyes. He raised the corners of his mouth, nodded slowly, and looked at the chief priest and the elders.
"Peter, since you said so, I will give you a chance! I will stay in Cholula City for two days. If you come up with a divine object or inheritance that is enough to seduce me, I can also challenge the high priest.
Team, please explain! Otherwise..."
"Okay! The Holy City of Cholula will definitely satisfy you!"
Hearing this, Pate was immediately overjoyed. When it comes to divine objects and inheritance, there is no force in the world that can defeat Cholula, not even the Totonac people who are good at making cultural relics. He smiled and saluted, and said
After agreeing, the priests and elders also breathed a sigh of relief. They communicated with each other visually, and in their hearts they were thinking about how much blood they would shed and what treasures passed down from their ancestors would be taken out.
The sun was setting in the west, reflecting the fiery red rays, dyeing the Great Pyramid magnificently. And in the sacred place, the sacred smoke mixed with the smell of blood spread in the nostrils of everyone, as if a sacrifice was being held.
"Well, it's getting late, so let's end today's talks!"
The high priest nodded, looked at the sky, and stood up. The robe on his body was dyed red, looking more and more bright.
"Obey you, High Priest."
The old fox Petel had a smile on his face and spoke attentively.
"Tonight, you can rest in my palace! I have the best divine smoke there, which can allow people to communicate with the goddess of life and restore their youth temporarily. If you taste it in the smoke room, and let a few girls serve and sing, it can be said that
Bliss on earth!"
"Oh? Restore youth briefly...serve joyful songs?"
The high priest was startled when he heard this. He looked at Peter in surprise. He was about the same age as himself, already in his early sixties.
"Old fox, you are already this age, how can you still..."
"Ahem... If it's normal, I would naturally be powerless. But if I receive the gift of the goddess of life, I can enjoy it for a while."
Peter's expression did not change and he smiled calmly.
"It's just that this magical smoke is a secret recipe from the Toltec era. Various herbs need to be processed to minimize the weakness afterwards. It is extremely expensive and extremely difficult to configure. It is far more precious than gems! If not
When distinguished guests arrive, even I am reluctant to use it."
"...The holy city of Cholula has a long-lasting heritage, which is really admirable!"
The high priest smiled and nodded. Since you will feel weak after using it, it is to overdraw the vitality in the body through the medicinal herbs. This kind of extreme enjoyment that is greedy for pleasure and does not hesitate to live has always been rejected by wise men. However, his life has been
To the end, if you die in joy...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "No! The decline of life is a natural cycle. Going against it and enjoying your youth temporarily is nothing but burning firewood, which will only burn faster.
"
The high priest shook his head and refused frankly. He would not leave his grandson to such a death.
"Peter, I will stay in the outer city tonight and rest under the guard of Mexica warriors."
"...obey you."
Peter raised his eyebrows, suppressed his emotions, and nodded respectfully.
"Then, I'll take you to the outer city!"
After that, the two of them stained their sacrificial robes with blood, left the banquet together, walked down the Great Pyramid, passed through the gate of the inner city, and arrived at the bustling outer city. Along the way, the priests they met bowed their heads and the warriors fell to the ground.
After saluting, the common people prostrated themselves. But the two people talked loudly and laughed, as if they were close friends, returning home happily.
Based on the experience and experience of the old fox, if you serve respectfully and be careful to flatter, your words will definitely fall into people's hearts and make them nod with satisfaction, like a spring breeze.
"Haha! Petel, as you said before, the Quetzalcoatl Island is located in the Great Eastern Lake. The people on the island are tall, docile, and worship gods. They make a living by fishing and planting, and they can make cassava cakes without grinding them.
The cracked corn is cooked whole...it’s quite strange!”
The high priest smiled brightly and looked at Petel who was bowing slightly. The murderous intention in his heart became stronger. After the elder and him died, if there was such a cunning old fox, holding real power, serving the king or his grandson
Otherwise, I'm afraid it will cause endless harm.
"Haha! High Priest, this world is far bigger than you and I can imagine! In the great eastern lake, there are island people. And deep in the southeastern rain forest, there are also people in the mountain rain forest. They believe in the feathered serpent and are rich in emeralds and gems.
There is one of the most precious jade in the holy city of Cholula. It is translucent and about the size of a human head. It comes from the rainforest thousands of miles southeast! In the Toltec era, this giant jade was processed by the top craftsmen and carved into feathers.
The lifelike head of the snake statue is a sacred object that has been passed down for hundreds of years!..."
Peter said with a smile on his face and a gentle expression.
"High Priest, if you are interested, I will bring the jade statue tomorrow...as the sincerity of the priests and elders of Cholula City!"
"The head of the emerald jade statue? It's completely transparent and the size of a human head?"
Hearing this, the high priest exclaimed in surprise and looked happy.
"There is such a magical thing? It's great. I must bring it tomorrow so I can observe it!"
"Okay! It's a deal!"
Petel smiled and nodded. He looked ahead. The noble house arranged for the high priest was already dozens of meters away and was being guarded by Mexica warriors. From here, it was only a few hundred meters away from the outer city.
"Haha... Shuter, this old immortal, is really cautious. But how can everyone in our holy city harm you at this moment? Even Kuio's family, in order to inherit the position of priest and elder, will not
Let’s attack you now!”
Complex thoughts flashed through the old fox's mind. He pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, reached out from his arms, and took out two top-grade divine cigarettes and a joy potion.
"Dear High Priest, these two top-grade sacred smokes were processed by me personally and have been treasured for a long time. Please be sure to taste one or two! And this happy potion was prepared by the elders of the Holy City with reference to the holy water of the capital city in the lake.
Come out. Please taste it a little and give me some advice!"
"Oh? The top-grade divine smoke that you personally handled, the joyful potion prepared by the elders?"
Seeing this, a sincere smile appeared on the high priest's face. He looked deeply at the old fox and nodded in response.
"God bless you! Then I'll accept it and enjoy it tonight! I've worked hard today, but let's discuss other things tomorrow!"
"Okay! The Lord God bless you! High Priest, please rest and enjoy yourself tonight. I will bring the divine artifacts and visit again tomorrow!"
Petel left the gift, bowed, and turned around to leave. He walked hurriedly, taking about a hundred steps, with a smile on his face.
"After staying for a few more days, using the sacred smoke and potions of the Holy City, and feeling the pleasure that penetrates into the bone marrow... I'm afraid you will never be able to leave..."
Hundreds of steps away, the high priest looked at the potion in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the old fox's leaving back with a smile on his face and whispered silently.
"Peter, my old acquaintance. Have a good journey, let's go on the road together!"
The sunset has lost its last rays, and darkness envelopes the inside and outside of the Holy City. In the gorgeous mansion, the high priest is alone in a quiet room, lights a candle, and lays it flat on the mahogany table. There are two sacred smokes on the table.
, a potion, and a shot of tequila.
The candles gradually burned brighter, and the room flickered with light, revealing the shadows of night. A shadow covered in a black cloak walked out of the shadows silently. He took out a jar of potion with a yellow pottery cover and gently placed it on the table. Then
, he knelt on the ground and bowed deeply to the high priest.
Everything was like a silent silhouette or a black-and-white mime, everything had already been written. The high priest nodded slightly, and the figure stood up again, quietly left the quiet room, and gently closed the door.
The high priest looked calm and lit a sacred smoke. The pleasant breath spread in the quiet room, carrying the aura of the Kingdom of God, which was several times stronger than the sacred smoke in the daytime.
He took a deep breath, his expression suddenly relaxed, and the intoxicating feeling came to his heart, making his thoughts fly. He seemed to be gradually rising, rising into the sky. And the memories of the past floated like floating clouds, gathering into one
The faces buried deep in my heart drifted away with smiles again, leaving only familiar and unfamiliar greetings.
"...Little Shuter, you have to remember that you are a descendant of Acama Picchitli, the royal family of the Mexica people! You must inherit the glory of your ancestors and pass on our family!"
The middle-aged father, wearing a battle uniform, lectured loudly in front of the temple enshrining the relics of his ancestors. The young Shuter looked serious and nodded carefully.
"Father, I will never forget the glory of my ancestors!..."
"good!"
The middle-aged father smiled slightly, and then suddenly changed, transforming into the appearance he had when he died in battle. He took a deep look at Shuter, and walked into the boundless forest to go to the family's sacred tree.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "...Little Shuter, you go to the holy city of Teotihuacan to serve as a low-level priest. Do it well! Remember, you are a supporter of the royal family.
Tie. Behind you, there is me!"
The old lord Montezuma wore royal robes and held a ruby scepter in his hand. His eyes shone with strong ambition and pride that no one could defy.
"Yes, respected Great Tratoani! I will believe in the Lord God and devote my life to him!"
"Um."
The old Montezuma nodded. Then, there were many more warriors beside him, surrounding the supreme king, and went to the endless rain forest. One of the young warriors looked sideways and smiled at him,
But it was the chief commander, Totec, who committed suicide.
"...Master Priest, she gave birth to a boy...how should I deal with it?"
The middle-aged Etalik knelt on the ground and respectfully reported back to him. It was an accident, an accident that should not happen to a pious middle-level priest.
"Boy? Boy... Phew!..."
The middle-aged high priest lowered his eyes, thought for a long time, and finally suppressed the murderous intention in his heart. According to religious law, as a middle-level priest of the main god, he should not get married, nor should he have children.
"...Arrange to place the child in a civilian area of the Holy City and raise the child well. The boy's name will be...Xiusoke!"
A hazy female figure gathered in the wind, but her face could no longer be seen clearly, but she vaguely remembered that she was beautiful. She glanced at the high priest, with a smile on her lips, and then dispersed again in the wind. She had no identity or bloodline.
, then he will not enter the sacred tree.
The sacred smoke burned, and a faint wind blew from the ceiling, like the touch of a lover. The high priest pursed his lips, shook his head, and dispelled the inexplicable sadness. Then, he lit another sacred smoke and wandered in the distant
In a dream.
"...Xiusoke, kill this sacrifice, don't be too weak! You must remember that you are a descendant of Akamapi Chitli, and you must inherit the glory of the family! Kill him!..."
The high priest in his prime was wearing sacrificial robes and had a stern expression. In the gloomy underground prison, there was a sacrifice stone for practicing sacrifices. A strong Tlaxcala warrior was tied to it, and a young Shusok stood next to it. Then,
He had no expression on his face, put the dagger into Shusok's hand, and waited calmly.
The young Shusok's hands and feet were trembling, and his face turned pale. He looked in awe at his father, whom he rarely saw, and slowly raised the dagger. Then, he gritted his teeth, screamed suddenly, and dropped his arm!
"good!"
Splashed with bright red, the high priest's face showed approval and full of expectation. But the young Shusoke fell on the ground, threw away the blood-stained stone dagger, and cried "woo woo". Everything disappeared in the cry, and I don't know.
Where to go.
"...Orosh, you are the most courageous warrior in the city-state. From today on, you and Shusok will study together inside and outside the Holy City!"
The high priest is still in his prime, but the sacrificial robes on his body are becoming more and more noble. In front of him, kneeling is the young man Orosh, and the same young man Shusoke. The two young men are kneeling on the ground, looking at each other, with expressions on their faces.
Some were not convinced. They quickly agreed that they would have a good test later to see who was more powerful.
The boy's shouts gradually faded away, and in the blink of an eye there was silence again. The middle-aged Shusoke knelt down in the family temple, with the high priest in high-level sacrificial robes above him. With fire in his eyes, he stared at his son below him
, asked angrily.
"Xiusoke! When did you get together with that commoner woman? Which city-state nobleman induced you?"
"Father, no one induces me, I do it willingly!"
Shusoke straightened his back. Although there was anxiety on his face, there was also a bit of persistence. What's more...
"She's pregnant!"
"...the continuation of the family..."
The high priest's expression froze, as if he had been hit in a weak spot. After a long time, he lowered his eyes, sighed, and spoke slowly.
"Forget it! Let's wait until the child is born before we talk!"
Later, the sun set in the sunset, and shooting stars streaked across the sky. The great ancestor Montezuma passed away, and new life fell to the ground in the strange signs of the sky!
"Xulot, my direct grandson..."
The high priest's lips raised a smile, like the brightest bloom of the sunset. He opened Petel's potion and drank it in two sips. The sweet breath reverberated in his throat, making his whole body soothing. Then, without hesitation, he
Open the last bottle of the elder's potion and drink it all in one gulp!
"The continuation of the family, the glory is right in front of me. With my grandson like this, I will have no regrets in my life... Today I let my old friend bow his head, enjoy the sacred smoke and holy water, and go to the Kingdom of God with a smile!..."
The high priest's smile became more and more dazzling, his eyes lit up like morning stars, but his pupils began to diverge. In front of his eyes, the last sunset appeared, and a figure wearing an obsidian crown stood on the glacier on the top of the sacred mountain. Then, the figure slowly
He slowly turned his head, revealing a solemn and young face.
"Xulot, my child, you are destined to shine in the world and become the god-king of the Mexica people!..."
"And it's time for me to go..."
A long, gentle sigh, filled with satisfaction and reluctance. The life was extinguished like a candle, turning into the last smoke. Then, a skinny figure fell sideways in front of the desk. His face was bright.