Chapter 526: The High Priest Goes East, the Wonderful Spectacle of Lachiwalter Patel

Outside Cholula, the twelve priest families lined up two miles out of the city. They held high the ancient feather flags and wore the same ancient Toltec costumes, with elegant and luxurious manners. Beside the priests were a large group of priest apprentices holding sacred objects and ceremonial attendants holding ceremonial vessels.

Further out, two hundred Cholula girls held flowers in their hands, waiting respectfully; thousands of temple warriors held war clubs and were cautiously on the outermost periphery.

And in the center of the crowd was the leader of the Cholula priests, Petel, who was wearing the ancient rain god sacrificial clothing, a heavy obsidian crown on his head, and a turquoise scepter in his hand.

For the ancient Toltecs, Quetzalcoatl was the most important main god, and the rain god was the second main god. They ruled the sky, the earth and people together. However, after the religious reform, the Mexica Alliance rejected Quetzalcoatl, so Petel flexibly adjusted his beliefs and changed into the storm rain god sacrificial clothing. In the alliance, the Rain God is the first subordinate god after the God of War.

The old fox Petel narrowed his eyes and looked at the southern sky. In the vast wilderness, the scout team of the Mexica Legion was vaguely visible. They were like weapons with blades, always showing a terrifying threat. And to the west of the South City is the towering Shenshan Mountain Range, where the glaciers can be seen shining on the top of the smoke peaks.

"Damn Quiao! I asked him to lobby the high priest group and provoke the priest elders, how did he recruit the high priests?! I told him not to provoke those two old guys!"

Petel's face was calm, but his heart was covered with dark clouds. He wanted to use the scepter to hammer Quiao to death.

He got the promise of the King of Mexica and just returned from the north in a low-key manner. It was only three or four days after he arrived in Cholula. The war elder Weizier had returned from the south a long time ago and reported the results of the negotiations of "handing over tens of thousands of moth people and reconciling with the Southern Legion".

Everything was just as he planned. Although it was not perfect, it was enough for Cholula to survive this crisis. A brighter future seemed to be just around the corner, but suddenly there was an unpredictable variable.

"Hoo, hoo!"

After two moments, the desolate sound of a pottery xun sounded from the southern horizon and drifted far away to the holy city. Petel suddenly became solemn, and the priest elders stopped talking and arranged their gorgeous ancient sacrificial garments. Soon, a group of people appeared in the distant fields and got closer and closer.

Under the protection of two hundred Mexica warriors, an old man wearing sacrificial garments, a stone crown on his head, and holding a scepter, was walking slowly with a solemn expression like a god.

The chief priest Petel adjusted his feather crown and strode out of the team. He smiled and came to the old man and nodded politely.

"Shutter, my old friend, I haven't seen you for more than ten years"

The high priest had a calm face and said nothing. He straightened his spine, with a bright light like the morning star in his eyes, raised the staff in his hand, and then laid it flat down.

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Petel paused for a moment, his expression sank, and a wave of anger rose in his heart. As the head of the priests, he naturally knew the meaning of this action. This is the etiquette of "gods" meeting each other, and it is the "master-servant ceremony" of the "main god" meeting the "subordinate god". At this moment, the action of the high priest represents the main god!

The old fox's face turned pale. He has been in charge of the divine power of the world for twenty years and is the leader of the Eastern Holy City. At that time, the high priest of the Western Holy City was just one of the leaders of the two major priest groups of the Mexica Alliance. More than ten years ago, he met with the high priest, and it was in the identity of the main god that he asked the other party to perform the "master-servant ceremony". But today, the world is different, and the position of the gods has been reversed.

"Hmm?"

The high priest looked at the old man he had not seen for more than ten years with a smile.

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Petel gritted his teeth and lowered his head. He lowered the staff in his hand, and then held it flat and upward.

"Ding!"

The two gemstone staffs touched each other heavily, making a crisp sound, symbolizing the meeting of the gods. Then Petel knelt on one knee with difficulty, bowed, and stood up again.

"Hmm!"

The high priest smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"Petel, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. It's really a joy to meet old friends again!"

"Well, respected high priest, I am also very happy to meet old friends again."

Petel's face forced a smile. Then, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the welcoming crowd.

"The twelve priest families, all with sacred objects and ceremonial guards, have been welcoming you outside the city for a long time. Let the musicians play the sacred music, and the girls dance with flowers, and then present them to you!"

"Oh? It's a grand ceremony to welcome the Venerable! Such an ancient ceremony can only be performed in the holy city of Cholula."

The high priest smiled and looked for a while, and sighed. Then, he stopped smiling and said solemnly.

"Cholula has not yet submitted to the Alliance, and is now an enemy, not a friend! Let's not engage in these corrupt formalities! Let's go directly to the Temple of the Gods on the 'man-made mountain' Trachiwalter Petel and talk about the result there!"

"Yes."

The old fox Petel's face changed. After a long while, he lowered his head, suppressed all his dissatisfaction, and smiled gently.

"High priest, then I will listen to you."

Then, the chief priest Petel ordered his left and right to disperse the welcoming team, and the warriors were on guard in the outer city. The elders of the twelve priest families all went to the Temple of the Gods to talk with the high priest of the alliance. After everything was settled, he stepped forward to salute again, respectfully and firmly.

"Respected high priest, your guard warriors will stay in the outer city for the time being. The holy city of Cholula will be responsible for your safety, so you only need to bring a few attendants with you!"

"Oh?"

The high priest smiled as he looked at the humble Petel. He nodded slightly, gave a few instructions, and left two hundred Mexica warriors behind, taking only Shadow Chevalli and a few attendants with him to the inner city.

The holy city of Cholula is quite large, with no outer city, only the inner city of the temple area. The walls of the inner city are seven or eight meters high, built with solid stones, and thickened and reinforced with clay mixed with mortar, like a small fortress. At this moment, there are a thousand Cholula temple warriors guarding the walls. They all knelt on the top of the city, put down their weapons, and saluted devoutly to the gods in their hearts and the passing priests. These temple warriors have been loyal to Cholula for generations, and are the most reliable force in the hands of the priests.

Beyond the inner city wall, the Cholula Pyramid, Tlachihualtepetl, which is 450 meters long and wide and 60 to 70 meters high, stands majestically on a high hill not far away, standing steadily like a mountain!

In the Nahua language, Tlachihualtepetl means "mountain built by hand", a man-made mountain!

The high priest entered the inner city and stopped. He squinted his eyes and stared at this ancient pyramid, as if he saw the Toltec era that had passed away.

"Respected high priest, Tlachihualtepetl is the habitat of the Nahua gods and a sacred residence recognized by the world!"

The chief priest Petl said proudly with a smile on his face.

"After the Teotihuacans colluded with the volcanic demons and were abandoned by the gods, the city of Cholula began to rise, and Lachihualtpetl was built! Under the protection of the gods, the Great Pyramid continued to be built throughout the Toltec era. It took a full six hundred years to build and was finally completed six hundred years ago!"

"Lachihualtpetl is the most magnificent pyramid in the world and the most sacred blessing of the gods! Cholula has experienced the Teotihuacan era, the Toltec era, and then to today's Mexica era with the blessing of the gods! It gathers the hearts of the people of the Nahua world and all tribes, and is an unparalleled holy place in the world!"

Speaking of this, Petl looked at the high priest with deep eyes, meaning something.

"Respected Mexica priest, no matter how the world changes, no matter how the city-state rises and falls, the holy city of Cholula has lasted for thousands of years and has always been immortal in the world! And it stands firmly here, connected with the fate of the ancient priest family, and under the protection of the gods, it will be passed on for another thousand years!"

"Oh? Inherited for thousands of years, immortal in the world? What a great and sacred wonder!"

Hearing this, a bright smile appeared on the face of the high priest. He admired the towering "artificial mountain" and exclaimed sincerely! Then, he turned around, raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the old fox in front of him, and asked a soul-piercing question.

"Petel, the sacred artificial mountain is built of stone and clay, which can withstand wind and rain and stand tall. He has no life and no desire, so he can be immortal. And the inherited priest family is a life condensed by flesh and blood, thirsting for worldly power and desire, can it also be immortal?"