Chapter 1059: Destiny Black Bird, a Descendant of Great Shang? !

"Praise the Lord God! Continue the ceremony! Drink the divine blood wine and bear the mark of flesh and blood!"

The extreme cold sacrifice is cruel and short, and the warm vitality condenses into ice, and then burns and melts in the flames. Soon, cups of ice-cold blood wine were handed into the hands of the Shikabe prisoners, who drank them all under the supervision of the kingdom's warriors. Then, the painful bloody emblem was carved on their foreheads with a stone knife. This was an eternal mark, and it seemed to be imprinted in their souls.

"Praise the Lord God! My god Huitzilopochtli controls all life and death!..."

The blood oath ceremony of the conversion was filled with blood that could not be transformed, and the green smoke of burning hair was also flying. Groups of Lubu captives were either numb, fearful, or filled with hatred, kneeling before the sacred fire and priests, accepting the mysterious and terrifying shamanic witchcraft. And when the shocking witchcraft was completed, the "Witch God" in the sky seemed to take away their souls and all the will to resist.

"Praise the Lord! My god Huitzilopochtli?..."

Groups of Lu tribe prisoners looked dazed and stood up with difficulty, chanting the name of the main god with unknown meaning in their mouths. Their faces were full of deep awe and inexplicable fearful obedience.

Seeing such an expression, Zuvalo, who was presiding over the sacrifice, raised the corners of his mouth and nodded secretly in his heart. The Mexicans are good at making sacrifices, and they are also good at using mysterious and bloody rituals to shock people's hearts and rebuild their faith!

The performance of these deer tribe captives after experiencing the ceremony was the same as those tribes who were converted during the kingdom's war. They were in the first stage of disintegrating their faith and spirit and initially converting to the main god. And next, the high-intensity prayers to the Lord God, chanting the name of the God all day long, the food given by the priest in the name of the Lord God, and the forehead emblem that reminds them all the time... will lead him to the second stage of being a believer of the Lord God. From then on, they have to rely on years of prayer, the constant guidance of the priests, and the fighting and rewards of the divine war... to make the faith of the main god a part of their life and life, and then they can gradually develop into devout believers of the main god. And if there is a miracle, whether it is a divine prophecy, a more mysterious ritual, or the "Eye of the Lord God" in a hot air balloon that is most suitable for preaching, it can greatly speed up the spread and consolidation of faith!

"Praise the Lord God! He is supreme and omnipotent! From today on, you dedicate your souls, bodies and blood to the sublime Lord God! And from today on, you are the returning Jiaoren brothers!..."

With an approving smile on his face, Zuvalo looked at the more than four hundred deer captives, all of whom had accepted the blood oath of conversion. Then, with a solemn expression, he looked at the end of the team, the nineteen captured Dachun tribe.

"Witness the Lord God! It's your turn...Blood oath! Convert! Life or death!..."

"Ah! Buddha!...This...such a tribe of shamans and gods who worship blood sacrifices is so ignorant, cruel and mysterious!...Can they actually control the mysterious blue fire and the thunder in the sky?..."

Murakami Jitong, the ship's guide, was trembling, and his hands and feet were shaking. His scalp numbed at first, and he looked at the altar where deer, wolves and humans were sacrificed. Then, with a fearful expression on his face, he glanced at the dazzling blue flames and the strange smoking golden tube, and then he knelt down in front of the holy fire.

"The Lord God witnesses! Your hair will be burned in the fire, and you will take your divided soul to the distant kingdom of God and hand it over to the supreme Lord God!... Come, the Lord God will bless you! Drink up the blood wine given by God!..."

Murakami Jitong felt a chill on his head, and the samurai's Tsukiyo hair was immediately cut off and thrown into the fire. Then, he tremblingly picked up the blood wine and drank it in one gulp under the solemn gaze of the kingdom's warriors! It wasn't until his throat and heart were covered with the indelible smell of blood that he was confused, and the priests carved the emblem of the Lord God on his forehead one stroke at a time. When the ceremony was over, he touched the mark of the God and Buddha on his forehead, and then looked at the cunning leader Zuvalo in witch robes. Then with a sad face, he began to pray in a low voice along with the priests of the main god.

"Bless the Lord God! Bless the Lord God Jiaoren who is the incarnation of the Buddha of Light in the East! I, Jitong Murakami, am willing to believe in you, the Great God Buddha of the Eastern Sea!... Please bless me so that one day I can return to my hometown and see my master again... If I can get it back With all the fur and gold of the glue man, I will definitely erect a statue for you and worship it day after day!...Ah! The Great Buddha of Huitzilopochtli!..."

Hearing Murakami Kitichi's prayer, monk soldier Watanabe Masumi pursed his lips and said nothing. He was born in the direct line of the samurai family in Kitakyushu. He grew up listening to the stories of the invasion of Yuan invaders. He also went to the Korean coast to plunder. Unlike the inexperienced Ezo samurai, he had never seen anything.

"Hiss! Great Bodhisattva Hachiman! This group of blood-sacrifice Jiaoren tribe actually has two fire tubes from Yuan Kou and Ming Kingdom? Or a pure bronze fire tube? This is a truly powerful weapon... Hey! That blue flame is burning. What kind of medicinal powder? It smells like the smoke from the Immortal Mountain (Mount Fuji)... Hiss! The Immortal Mountain, the Immortal Black Bird... Could it be? Could it be! Yes! The Chinese they also use is the same as the Ming Dynasty and the Joseon Dynasty. Different Chinese!…”

Watanabe Masumi, a monk warrior, watched the shocking sacrifice and conversion, his heart was in turmoil, and countless thoughts flashed through him. He thought of the oldest Kojiki, as well as the long-standing legends that recorded the origins of each clan, including the legend passed down by the Ryuzoji family.

"After the Xia Dynasty, Shaokang, in order to avoid the rise of the great merchants, he ran eastward to the land of the rising sun, for Japan. The son of King Tai of Zhou, and the uncle of King Wen of Zhou, was Taibo Wu. To avoid the sacrifices of the great merchants, Taibo Wu came east to build the Japanese country, for us and others. Ancestor!...Ah! The destiny black bird descended and became a merchant. This group of Jiao people tribe who believe in witch gods, worship the black bird and the sun, hold blood sacrifices, and use Chinese language, are they the descendants of the legendary Shang?!...Ah! It must be That’s right!…”

In this era, the legend of the origin of Japan has not yet been contained by the Shinto of the Eternal Line. Each clan in the Japanese island has its own version, which is usually associated with the emperors in the history of the Celestial Dynasty, and are proud of their ancient Celestial ancestors. For example, the Sogabe clan, the powerful patriarch of the Tosa Kingdom, has always claimed to be a descendant of Yugetsu-kun, a descendant of the First Empress of Qin, and is one of the Japanese Qin clans. The Shimazu family in Kyushu also called themselves the Qin family.

Before the Yuan invaders destroyed the Song Dynasty, the two most respected versions of the clans in the He Kingdom were that the He Kingdom originated from the Shaokang family, a descendant of the Xia Dynasty, and was the most orthodox Chinese direct descendant. The other one with the widest acceptance is said by Taibo Wu. That is, at the end of the Shang Dynasty, the uncle of King Wen of Zhou Jichang, Taibo Wu, who founded the country in Wu, was also the ancestor of the Japanese!

In the past hundreds of years, when the envoys to the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty met with officials from the Tang and Song Dynasties, they would repeatedly emphasize that they were orthodox descendants of the Xia and Zhou Dynasties, and they were descendants of the ancient sages. Regardless of whether the officials of the Tang and Song Dynasties believed it or not, the clans of the He Kingdom really believed it and would even compile genealogies dating back to the Xia and Zhou Dynasties. As for the legends of the three ancient dynasties of Xia, Shang and Zhou, many clans in Heguo, especially the clans in Kyushu and Shikoku, really treat them as if they were studying their own ancestors and have a deep understanding of them.

Until the Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed after the Battle of Yashan, Heguo "the whole country went vegetarian" and believed that "China has been lost". The Yuan Dynasty was destroyed and the Ming Dynasty was rejuvenated, but it was "impregnated with Hu Feng" and was no longer as "righteous as the Tang and Song Dynasties". The essence of this statement is that Heguo gradually gave birth to the seeds of self-independence from the culture of the Tang and Song dynasties that shaped the Heian era. With the rise of local Shintoism, both the "Shaokang theory of the Xia Dynasty" and the "Wu Taibo theory of the late Shang Dynasty" gradually faded from the mainstream culture of the Warring States, and finally disappeared completely in the Edo period when Tokugawa unified...

This development trajectory is actually a process in which the Republic of China draws on nutrients from China, continues to grow culturally, and eventually grows and becomes independent from the branch of Chinese culture.

It's just that in this era, the Chinese culture has not yet completely become independent from China. In order to promote etiquette and quell the chaos of peace and control of the country, the prince Taikaku Ichiyo, who passed away more than ten years ago, once again emphasized that "Japan is the country of the Ji family after Taibo".

"Ah! The Jiao people of the East China Sea are descendants of the Great Shang?!...The main god of the Jiao people is not the ancient witch emperor?...The ancient witch emperor, Huitzilopochtli?!..."

Monk soldier Watanabe Masumi was filled with excitement and his thoughts were ups and downs. According to the legend of the Longzuosi family, his ancestors originated from the late Shang Dynasty, and he might be able to join the family line with these Jiao people... However, he soon lost his mind to think about these ancient and distant myths. Because the priest of the main god who held the conversion for him encountered a slightly difficult problem.

"The Lord God witnesses! Your hair will burn in the fire and be dedicated to the Lord God... Hey! You have no hair?!"

Looking at the bald monk soldier Watanabe, the priest of the main god in front of him blinked and remembered the provisions of the main god's teachings. After he pondered for a moment, he naturally raised Monk Watanabe's wrist and said with a kind smile.

"God bless you! Since you have no hair...then sacrifice a little finger! It just makes you more pious..."