Chapter 1344 The Ideal of the Kingdom of God on Earth

"The Lord God is supreme! Cut your hair, swear an oath! Blood wine, face tattoos!... This is the blessing and protection of the Lord God, from the beginning of the era to the end of the era! All tribesmen, no one can be missing!..."

"Praise the Lord God! Huitziloppo... He will cover the northern continent, bringing abundance and light, like blood and sunset, like holy fire and rising sun!..."

From sunset to sunrise, the bloody conversion ceremony lasted the entire night. The priests sang until their voices became hoarse, and the sacred fire burned all night long. Compared with daytime rituals, nighttime conversion rituals are filled with more mystery and fear. And fear is the first and most reliable source of faith.

Of course, only the large Yomei tribe located around the coal mining belt can have almost endless fuel to burn hundreds of sacred fires all night long, lighting up the entire tribal camp!

"Singing Bird officiant, all the Yuomei tribesmen, a total of 7,542 people... have taken a blood oath to convert!"

"Yeah. Are there any stubborn people who refuse to convert?..."

"There are one or two hundred people, most of whom are old clan elders and relatives of Chief Shan Ying... They are full of doubts about the emergence of the kingdom, and even doubt that we have colluded with those 'mountain tribes' who suddenly appeared..."

"Um…"

"Singing Bird Chief Priest, are you going to follow the old practice with the Yorem tribe before Leijin Town...send them on the ship and transport them back to the hinterland of the kingdom?..."

"Um?…"

Hearing this, the Songbird Priest raised his eyebrows. He was sitting in Chief Big Mountain Eagle's longhouse, calmly drinking a cup of scented tea to relieve his fatigue after the ceremony. There is no doubt that this conversion ceremony to confirm the faith is the most important step in controlling the Yome tribe and the Yaqi tribes in the coal mining belt! And the biggest role it plays is to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

Regardless of whether the converted Yomei tribesmen have false faith or true faith, blind obedience or fear...they have all left traces of faith on their bodies and minds, which are indelible marks! A converted tribe like this is a fellow tribe that can be won over, cultivated and strengthened, and assimilated into one body. And anyone who doesn’t want to convert…

"Priest Beehawk, you are from the local Yomei tribe, and you know the Ali Sutra by heart... and you were the first to open the camp gate and bring the kingdom's warriors into the camp... What do you think is the best way to deal with these stubborn clan elders? …”

"Dear Songbird Priest! These clan elders usually hold power and often bully the tribesmen... Why not list their crimes and make blood sacrifices to the Lord God one by one!..."

The Beehawk Priest knelt on the ground and spoke very softly. But among the priests, his tone was the firmest and his words were the coldest.

"Witness the Lord God! In addition to these two hundred die-hards who refuse to convert, there are also one or two hundred old clans who usually hold the power of the tribe, but now they are just pretending to convert... According to my humble opinion, three or four hundred mountains The Ying family and the clan elders have the prestige and ability to summon the tribesmen, so why not sacrifice them all and not let anyone go?"

"Very good! Priest Beehawk, your loyalty to the Lord God is indeed impeccable, just like the purest cocoa bean!..."

The Songbird Priest nodded slowly, truly satisfied with the determination and ruthlessness of this local priest. The other party's firm performance did not exceed his expectations, and he was the most suitable candidate to stay behind as a missionary.

During the continuous preaching, the priests of the kingdom have discovered that among the tribes that have been newly converted for a few years, a group of truly devout and fearless fanatics often emerge explosively, as well as priest apprentices who can firmly implement the teachings. Many of these people are from the bottom of the original tribe, and they are extremely decisive in breaking the original old order, like extremely sharp obsidian daggers! Of course, if the dagger is too sharp, it must be properly wrapped in animal skin and only unsheathed when needed most.

"Priest Beehawk, His Majesty's divine scriptures said that the first thing we need to do is to distinguish between enemies and friends..."

"For enemies who cannot cooperate, we must be as ruthless as a divine disaster! For church members who can be trusted, we must be as warm as spring. And in between, we must try our best to have as many church members as possible. …”

"The conversion ceremony and the prayer ceremony are the most basic requirements for believers. As long as you can obey these, even if it is false now, you can become a true believer in the future... After all, no faith can be achieved overnight. Faith. Just like seeds in the soil, they must slowly infiltrate and sprout in people's hearts..."

"However, if you refuse to even sow and are stubborn and unwilling to convert...witness the Lord God! That is our enemy that cannot be compromised!..."

The Songbird Priest put down the clay pot. The tea inside had been drained, leaving only the dark red flower buds. With eagle-like eyes, he stared at the Beehawk Priest lying on the ground and spoke word by word.

"As priests of the Lord God, we are all farmers who cultivate the land. In some fields, the seedlings sprout very slowly, but they still grow, and they must be taken good care of. In some fields, there are not only seedlings, but also weeds. You need to distinguish carefully and don't pull them all out in a hurry...But in some fields, there are no seeds at all and no seedlings can grow. It is full of weeds! Yes, we must burn it with fire..."

"Second-level preacher priest Bee Eagle, the chief farmer of the Yuomei tribe, do you understand what I mean?..."

"Ah? Ah this!...Master Priest, are you saying that you want me to be promoted to the second level to be responsible for the educational affairs of the Youmei tribe?!..."

At this moment, great ecstasy focused the heart of the Bee Eagle Priest. He looked up in disbelief, but saw the smiling and kind face of the Song Bird Priest. He was a little dazed and a little hard to imagine. Only the infinite light of the Lord God remained in his heart!

Three and a half years, just three and a half years! Three and a half years ago, he was the poorest tribesman in the Yomei tribe. He was a coal miner who was ordered around by the elders of the Mountain Eagle tribe. He did the hardest and most tiring work and was destined to live less than 30 years old. Even his parents died of illness and exhaustion early. Everything was hopeless, just like a destined fate. Until one day, when he was digging coal in the coal mountain of the flint belt, he accidentally met the priest of the Lord God, accepted the other party's preaching, and became the first batch of secretly developed Lord God believers in the Yomei tribe...

From then on, his fate changed! Just like in the tribal myth, the frog that swallowed the flint, flames came out all over his body, bringing fire of grass and trees to the world... He believed in the supreme Lord God, and also wanted to bring blood and bright fire to the entire tribe! …

For three and a half years, he kept passing on the tribe's intelligence and learning the Lord's teachings. He soon became the first underground priest apprentice in the Yomei tribe, and named himself "Honey Hawk" after the Lord's hummingbird and the tribe's mountain eagle. Then, he developed dozens or hundreds of devout believers among the coal-mining tribesmen and was recognized by the kingdom as a first-level priest. And it is these poorest tribesmen who have the strongest action power! Not only did they become the eyes of the kingdom in the Yomei tribe, they also eventually responded to the kingdom's warriors, opened the tribe's camp gates, and attacked the tribe's vital points...

And all this dedication to the Lord God has given him a reward today that he has never imagined and never desired! The respected chief priest of the song bird actually wants to promote him to a second-level priest, responsible for the teaching of thousands of tribesmen in the entire Yomei tribe! …

"The Lord God bears witness! I will die for God, and also for you, the respected Songbird Priest!"

After a moment, the Bee Eagle Priest came back to his senses from his ecstasy, and immediately bowed again. The Songbird Priest sat upright and received the salute, then stood up, not letting the other party bow again.

"Beehive Priest, you are the first person in the entire Yomei tribe to see the divine light, and you are destined to lead the entire tribe on the path of unity between the Jiao people!... You don't need to die for me, but you must dedicate everything to God and die for our ideals!..."

"Go! Bring all the local priest apprentices, bring the backbone of the believers you can trust, and sacrifice the one or two hundred stubborn people who refuse to convert in front of the holy fire! Let all the backbone believers have blood on their hands and become your most reliable support!..."

"Then, after taking the money of these stubborn people, The things should be fairly distributed to all the believers who took action...even a part should be taken out and divided equally among all the tribesmen..."

"Remember your majesty's teachings, distinguish between enemies and believers, and cultivate reliable backbones to spread the glory of the Lord God! The future of the kingdom in the north will ultimately depend on you, the farmers who grow up in various tribes! And the perfect kingdom of God in the doctrine will not only appear after death, but sometimes it can also be realized in the hands of real priests and in wealthy and pious tribes! ..."

Speaking of this, the songbird priest straightened his spine, with a blazing flame in his eyes. At this moment, his enthusiasm and faith were not inferior to the fanatical convert of the bee eagle priest, and he had more grand ideals and ambitions.

"The Lord God bears witness! The Yomei tribe is located on the flint belt, with endless coal mines and inexhaustible wealth! Not to mention the copper belt in the north, the gold belt in the east, and the Guano Islands in the southwest..."

"With endless fuel and minerals, and easily accessible fertilizers... From Leijin Town in the south, to the Yomei tribe here, and then to the Guayir tribe in the west... This Xiwan Parish with a radius of hundreds of miles, or even thousands of miles, is the rich and fertile land promised by the Lord God!"

"In this Xiwan Parish, this parish that was conquered by our priests... We don't need to compromise with any tribal leaders, let alone enthroning any nobles!...

"The Xiwan Parish only needs to enthronize the warriors directly under the church! All manpower and material resources, all tribal believers, must be in the hands of the priest group, just like the order currently established in Leijin Town! All tribesmen are responsible for different labors under the distribution of priests, and everyone can eat enough! ..."

"The Lord God bears witness! We, the Xiwan Priests, will personally build the Lord God's beautiful kingdom. This kingdom is not in the heaven after death, but on this rich land! …”

“Yes! That's right! The Lord God blesses the kingdom! The Lord God blesses the church and builds the kingdom on earth! …”

“That's right! Only the Lord God's farmers will treat the fields fairly and let all the corn grow! And those greedy nobles will only absorb too much nutrients like cocoa trees to expand their families! …”

“Yes! Only we who believe in the Lord God can build a true kingdom on earth! Infinite holiness and light, infinite abundance and beauty! ..."

Hearing this grand political blueprint of the Kingdom of God, the Bee Eagle Priest was very excited. The surrounding kingdom priests were also excited and nodded in agreement. At this moment, they all had the ideal of the Kingdom of God on earth, the pure faith of the Lord God, and longed for a new diocese where priests could manage everything fairly!

At this moment, everything was so shining. When the light of God first descended, before the ideal had deteriorated, everything was full of hope...