Chapter 1124 The Dharma Is Manifested in the Human World, the Great Buddha Huitziloppo!

"Praise the supreme Lord God! He is watching us with red eyes in the sky!..."

"O ancestors! O sacred mountains and sacred seas! The great god Huitziloppo has arrived! Has arrived!...He has appeared from the sky!..."

"Buddha! Lord God! What is this?! These...these red eyes in the sky...what on earth are these?!..."

"Blessed by Bodhisattva! Blessed by God! Blessed by the Lord God!...Little one...I kowtow to you! You are the real great god and Buddha!..."

The midday sun shines on the whale harbor where longships gather. The continuous shacks, meat drying racks, and the stone shrine to the main god all indicate the prosperity of this port camp. At this moment, the sacred ceremony reached its climax, and the huge "Eye of the Gods" floated over the port, watching the ends of the northern continent. And a total of two thousand tribes gathered together, all kneeling on the ground in fear and awe, praying from the bottom of their hearts to the unimaginable miracle!

"Praise the main god of the southern tribes! He is the powerful ancestor god, the great mountain god of Huitziloppo!..."

"Ah! This is...this is...the miracle of the God of Jiaoren!...'Thousand and five hundred years old, the dragon king Anuttar threw himself into the sea, and the Buddha's teachings were destroyed'...My Buddha! In this Tathagata's annihilation, In the age of the end of the Dharma, when it is difficult to achieve true enlightenment...there is actually...there is a great god Buddha who can manifest the Dharma to the human world?!...That's what I heard...No! As I saw with my own eyes, Huitzilopochtli is a real great god Buddha!"

The "Eye of the Gods" floating in the sky blocked the sun in the sky, and a circle of golden light floated above it. At the end of the 15th century, this miracle of flying shocked people's hearts so hard that it is indescribable! Faced with such a terrifying miracle, whether it was the devout warriors of the Lake Kingdom, the ignorant tribes of the Northern Continent, or the captives from the West Sea from East Asia... they were all trembling at this moment, unable to restrain themselves, and dedicated their faith!

At this moment, the glory of the Lord God replaced the sunshine in the sky and fell into their eyes that were either enthusiastic, shocked, or terrified! And the majesty of the Lord God, just like the emblem on their foreheads, fell for a moment at this moment and can never be forgotten!

"The Eye of the Gods... The Eye of the Gods! It is truly a miracle, and it is also an artifact for missionary work!... No wonder His Majesty repeatedly told Chimel to take one with him to the north..."

Mickey the Knowledgeable looked solemnly as he looked around the ocean-going ships. He looked at the prostrate, trembling, and kowtowing captives of the West Sea. Even Murakami, the most stubborn ship leader, and Watanabe, the most cunning translator, were shocked beyond words, and kowtowed in prayer in fear... A faint arc, It rose from the corner of Mickey's mouth, like the raised sail, fluttering slightly in the sea breeze.

"Praise the Lord God! Praise His miracles!...Recite it devoutly! Send God off!...Bless the Lord God! Let us set sail!..."

The "eyes of the gods" rise and fall, like clouds in the sky, but they are reflected in everyone's hearts. And when the Zheyang ship left Whale Harbor and headed south again, the atmosphere on the ship changed.

Everyone saluted Mickey with a lot more enthusiasm and respect from the bottom of their hearts. Especially the once stubborn Murakami Jitsuchi, now he chants the name of the Lord God all the time, as if he has achieved enlightenment in one day!

"Well, if you cultivate some more faith... this tribal leader named Murakami may be able to return to the West Sea and lead the way for the kingdom!..."

With the longitudinal sail turned, it can travel two hundred miles a day in half wind. The ocean-going ship sailed south from Whale Harbor and arrived at North Harbor at the mouth of the Columbia River in five days. Mickey, the knowledgeable man, met Priest Kejie here, and the two of them sighed again. After chatting about the progress of northern exploration, Mickey asked about the details of North Port.

"Praise the Lord God! Beigang has gathered the Clatsop tribe hundreds of miles around. There are now more than 900 people, and they can recruit more than 300 warriors and tribal warriors!..."

"Very good! What is the attitude of the Bayou Alliance in the north of the river towards the Kingdom's ports?"

"They made an alliance with us and designated the south bank of the river as our tribal territory... Well, they hope that we can send warriors to resist the Calaboa tribes advancing westward..."

"Oh? Kejie, have you sent warriors to join the battle? How about the Calaboa tribes?..."

"Well...in early spring, I mobilized the camp and sent out troops once...three hundred miles away in the southeast, I defeated a Calaboa tribe, brought back a hundred captives, and defeated five kingdom warriors... "

Priest Koje pursed his lips, with an unnatural expression on his face. He looked at Chief Priest Mickey carefully and whispered.

"Witness the Lord God! If there are a thousand warriors from the kingdom, I can defeat the Calaboa tribes, occupy both sides of the river, and annex the river mouth alliance..."

"But you only have one hundred and twenty lake headquarters and sixty kingdom warriors!... And you sent out troops in one go, and lost five of them!..."

Mikey the Knowledgeable looked a little stern. He looked into Ke Jie's eyes and asked coldly.

"Witness the Lord God! How did it break? All the warriors in the kingdom are heavily armored!..."

"Uh... I was marching in the mountains and forests, and suddenly encountered them. It became a melee, and there was no time to put on heavy armor... The Calaboa tribe has a large number of people. Although the equipment is simple, they have a fierce energy... And the Clarksop soldiers recruited , couldn’t fight a tough battle at all, and collapsed halfway, relying solely on the warriors of the kingdom to fight..."

"Ha! The Krasops were beaten westward by the Calaboas, and they have long since lost their spirit. They can only guard camps and cultivate fields. If they want to be useful in field battles in the mountains and forests, they must at least be trained. Two years... are not as good as the extreme northern tribes recruited from the north, all tall and strong, and able to wear double armor..."

Mickey the Knowledgeable frowned, pondered for a while, and then ordered.

"Kejie, you need to be calm and patient!... Recruit more small tribes from the south and cultivate more potato fields... Don't rush eastward! With the current mood, even the fields around the river mouth have not been developed! ...The Calaboa tribes are entrenched in the upper reaches of the river. There are at least tens of thousands of people. You can't rush! What's more, they are expanding to the surrounding areas, leading the tribes to fight in melee, and scattering so many small tribes that have fled... The expansion of the kingdom, On the contrary, it’s a good thing!…”

"God bless you! You have to remember that all the tribes up and down the river are mainly hunting and gathering. They only need such a vast tribal hunting ground to plant some beans and grains... But we are different! We can farm! We don't need So much territory…”

"Yes! Dear Chief Priest Mickey, I understand your instructions!..."

"Hmm... Have the tribes of the Hekou Alliance converted to the Lord God?..."

Hearing this, the young priest Kejie felt a little ashamed. He lowered his head and his voice became lower and lower.

"There are too few priests in the port, and there is no manpower to preach... The tribes in the river mouth enshrine the emblem of the main god, but they also enshrine many ancestor gods and mountain gods... I guess they can be regarded as pan-believers!..."

"Witness the Lord God! Preaching, farming, and absorbing local tribes are the three most important things in the development of the North! And sending troops to fight is never the purpose, it is just a means to complete these three things! You must distinguish the priorities..."

After a few words of reprimand, Mickey the Knowledgeable sighed lightly and stretched out his hand. He patted Priest Koje on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Kejie, we have the blessing of the Lord God. Farm well and don't have to rush... Time is on our side. The lower reaches of the river will eventually be controlled by the kingdom!..."

"Yes! Yes! The Lord God bless the kingdom, and the Lord God bless us! Praise the Lord God!..."

"Well... Praise the Lord God! Add some water to my boat, and I will continue to go south tomorrow!..."

"Yes! Chief Priest Mickey!..."

The sun sets, the sun rises, the tide ebbs and flows. The ship went south from Beigang, traveled three hundred miles, and saw Shenzhang Peak. Three hundred miles further south is the Chaoyang tribe of the Shuslau people. Mickey was a little afraid of Chinook, the sun shaman in Chaoyangbu, so he passed by the kelp field in Chaoyangbu without stopping. And two hundred miles further south, sailing into the twists and turns of the bay, is the Kingdom's South Port, which is eye-catching.

"Oh! What a peaceful bay! What a vast corn field! After nearly ten thousand miles home, I finally saw corn!..."