The spring breeze blows warmly, the grass on the road is smoky, the wonders stand tall, and all the people bow low. Surrounded by everyone, the two supreme theocratic leaders stood together in front of the sacred and ancient pyramid wonders, looking at each other calmly.
The high priest asked with a smile, and the old fox Petel lowered his eyes. Different emotions surged in the hearts of the two people, bringing wonderful feelings. There are some words and ideas that only people with similar identities and similar experiences can talk to and understand each other. After a while, the old fox smiled and explained the natural principles in his mind.
"The inherited priest family has existed for the gods for generations. They exercise the will of the gods, spread the glory of the gods, and enjoy trivial rewards... God bestows nobles, God bestows glory, God bestows blood, and God's descendants repay faith ! Because of the blood and piety, the holy ones can rule all the people and enjoy the respect from generation to generation! This is an eternal truth. It has continued from the Olmec era to today, so how can it not be immortal?... And if it is a new born Mo The West-Canada Alliance can last for hundreds of years, and it will always be the same!"
"Oh? Petel, what you said seems to make some sense."
Hearing this, the high priest raised his brows slightly, smiled and nodded. He looked at the wonders in front of him and spoke quietly, describing the ideas that had been buried in his heart for many years.
"It's just that, in my opinion, everything that comes and goes will eventually return to eternal sleep, it's just a matter of length. The five solar eras alternate and reincarnate, the gods die and are reborn, the world is destroyed and created. The so-called descendants of gods here are just tiny dust particles. Sha, how can you escape?..."
"Not to mention the mortals, you and me, who hold the honor of a sacred leader, but are about to return in the blink of an eye, and we don't know where our souls are going!... From this point of view, the only immortality in the world is death, and the nobility and lowliness of all people are all vain... .And our intention to maintain the hierarchy of superiority and inferiority and to distinguish between high and low is nothing more than a tool to control people's hearts and rule all peoples!"
"Shuttle, you! You!..."
Hearing such blunt words, Petel's eyes widened and he stared at the old man in front of him. He tried his best to suppress himself, so he didn't roar out, "Your return is coming soon, I will enjoy it for ten more years!". He could not imagine that such straightforward words would come from the mouth of the respected high priest, the highest theocratic leader of the alliance. And once such a theory spreads in the world, it will completely shatter the false reputation of a god that he has maintained throughout his life!
The high priest smiled lightly and looked at the old fox Petel. The old fox's eyes widened and he clenched the scepter in his hand. After a while, he exhaled and smiled calmly.
"Dear High Priest, you are right! We rule all peoples with tools that are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, a real and worthy name. No matter how the times change, the tools will also change. There always needs to be someone who is above and guides obedience and blind obedience. Moth people, aren't they?..."
"And to rule the world, besides us who control people's hearts, who else can we do? Could it be that we are the moth people who flutter like moths? Although mortal life is limited, our family can continue. And even if the family declines , when the divine blood dies, there will be new descendants of the gods... So, for us at the top of the pyramid, why should the world change, and how can it be changed?"
"OK!"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, the high priest laughed, his bright eyes shining. Peter also laughed heartily and joyfully. The two old men who held the supreme divine power laughed happily together for a moment. They seemed to have no dissatisfaction with each other anymore and became confidants who cherished each other.
Seeing the actions of the two theocratic leaders, the civilians and warriors within 500 meters all knelt down on the ground, prayed devoutly together, and saluted the "gods" in their hearts.
"High Priest, please!"
After a while, the two stopped laughing. Petel stretched out his hand in vain, and the high priest nodded in greeting. The two of them followed the upward stone steps and slowly climbed to the highest point of the pyramid.
After a while, the huge pyramid reached the top, revealing an ancient sacred sanctuary. The sanctuary houses the statues of the gods, while the front yard is a semi-open pavilion.
More than a dozen priests and elders put on gorgeous robes and sat cross-legged in the exquisite pavilion. There are numerous gems, gold, silver and feathers hanging from the pavilion. They are as numerous as the corns growing on the stone pillars. In each of the four corners of the pavilion, there is a prepared incense burner, as well as several maids in their prime.
Seeing the high priest coming, all the elders stood up and saluted respectfully. The high priest nodded slightly in return. Then he took his seat at the top, and Petr sat at the bottom. Everyone sat cross-legged and did not discuss matters in a hurry, but let the pure girl light the expensive spices.
Soon, curls of divine smoke surrounded the pavilion, bringing the aura of the Kingdom of God. The high priest raised his brows, sniffed the scent of the sacred smoke, and his expression suddenly relaxed.
"Well, the top tobacco of the Mayans in the east, the agarwood essential oil of the Zapotecs in the south, the fish whale balm of the Huastecs in the north, the elk scent glands of the Tecos in the west, and the vanilla of the Central Mexica Federation ...Hey, it seems like there’s something else hidden? This breath is...extraordinarily...comfortable?..."
"Haha, you are worthy of being the high priest of the Mexican Alliance. He is really well-informed!"
Petel smiled and praised. Then, without any pretense, he directly told Cholula's secret recipe.
"High Priest, this sacred smoke is carefully prepared in the Holy City of Cholula. It can only be found here in the whole world!... In addition to ordinary spices, there are also 'sages' from the Oaxaca Valley, the Psychedelic Rat tail grass, as well as the southern coastal 'tlitliltzin' (tlitliltzin), morning grass, and finally the seeds of the magical morning glory..."
"In order to keep the taste pure, we did not use psilocybe mushrooms and black jade from the northern wasteland, but added a little datura... As long as the divine smoke is lit, it won't take a moment for the breath of the kingdom of God to follow. Come, let us communicate with the gods!”
Hearing this, the high priest pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and then quickly relaxed. He has always been strict with himself and has never indulged in the joy of "spiritual communication" like the priest Cholula. But at this moment, he was smiling, no longer restrained, and took a big breath of the burning divine smoke. Soon, boundless comfort came over my heart, making me feel like I was in the clouds.
Seeing the performance of the high priest, Peter smiled slightly. Just when he arrived, the other party was a little "dazzled" by the smoke. It could be seen that he had never enjoyed it on weekdays, not even as good as the previous priest and elder Akapu.
"Let the saints come over."
Petel quietly made a gesture and gave an order, and a maid left immediately. After a while, a group of graceful girls came swaying lightly. They all wore thin gauze, showing off their graceful figures. Then, the girls separated in pairs and came to the priests and elders. One carefully served the elders, and the other hugged them from behind, acting as a soft backrest.
"Um?..."
The high priest was startled. He leaned back slightly and was a little surprised when he felt the right softness and the bare hands that kept stroking her.
"Patel, is this how you discuss things?"
"Haha, respected high priests, they are saints who serve the gods. They have been trained by priestesses since childhood, and they are the purest. You don't need to worry about it. If you have any needs, you can ask them. For them, being able to serve We serve the gods with supreme respect!”
Petel smiled and tilted his head back. Then, he stretched out his hand and played with the other girl, as if admiring the white jade of mutton fat. And the girl's face was full of the holiness of serving the gods and the reverence from the heart.
"What an ancient and sacred city of Cholula, what a priest family with a long history!"
Seeing this, the high priest was amazed. He smiled and praised, but in his heart he was quite contemptuous.
This kind of sensual enjoyment will certainly exist among the nobles of the Mexican Union. It's just that the alliance was established not long ago, with a high-spirited and enterprising attitude, more advocating abstinence, and regarding pleasure as depravity. Among the upper-level rulers of the alliance, they have always been based on farming and warfare, respecting control and order, and appreciating strength and bravery. Any important discussion will be surrounded by warriors, and everyone will look at each other in solemn silence. There will never be a maid present! ...And to be honest, he has never tried such unbridled luxury and enjoyment.
The high priest inhaled the sacred smoke for a while and enjoyed the tenderness for a moment. Then he looked solemn and sat up. Then, he raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Peter, and asked with stern eyes, extremely confident.
"Tell me! Petel, what agreement did you reach when you went to see King Avite? Without the approval of the Alliance High Priests, these agreements are nothing!"
