Chapter 499: Church of the God of Fire (First update, please vote)
The revised [God Theory] still adheres to monotheism, but under monotheism, it adds the idea that a group of Ming Totems guard the God of Fire.
The book does not have a very clear statement about the relationship between the God of Fire and the Ming Totems. It can be understood as a partnership, or other interpretations can be made.
"Witch, it does not clearly state that the Spring Totem and the God Totem are partners."
The Spring Witch found this loophole and asked.
"Promoting the God of Fire is to help the God of Fire become a true God Totem. In the early stage, you still need to concentrate on faith, so there is not much explanation. After the God of Fire becomes a god, this part of the content will be clarified." After
the eighth generation witch finished speaking, many witches shook their heads slightly, obviously not agreeing with this statement.
"If we can have a veto power in the board of directors, we will support the promotion and implementation of the Fire God Cult."
Ma Wu spoke, causing a wave of agreement.
Shao, Lie and Xin looked at each other and saw dissatisfaction in each other's eyes.
They didn't want to agree to form a board of directors, let alone pay a veto power.
But the eighth generation witch obviously had different ideas from them. He was still trying to discuss with the witches and leaders, wanting to solve this problem through discussion.
But the witches and totems were very persistent. The fifth Xuan watched quietly in the totem, thinking about the pros and cons of giving them a veto power.
If they have this right, the authority of the Fire Tribe will become lower and lower in the tribe in the future, that's for sure.
But as long as he can control a group of bright totems, this is not an unsolvable problem.
The problem can also be solved by directly issuing oracle after consulting with a group of totems, bypassing the witch and the chief, but this will make him more involved in the tribe, which he has been trying to avoid for a long time.
Whether it is promoting private ownership, doing business, or academy, he is more likely to give instructions and secretly support, but not to put it on the surface.
Not all systems are good, and not all things that look good will have good results. This world is different from the world he lives in, and comprehensive plagiarism may cause many problems.
Politics, economy, culture, and faith, they are intertwined to produce different chemical reactions, and there is no way to judge in advance whether the results are good or bad.
And if a totem always does bad things, it is easy to be bored and rejected. This kind of thinking is tantamount to poison that kills totems.
This is why he was the mastermind behind the scenes instead of rushing to the front line.
The argument lasted until noon, during which the Eighth Generation Shaman had a private discussion with the Fifth Xuan, and the Fifth Xuan expressed his thoughts.
With the Fifth Xuan's idea, the Eighth Generation Shaman threw out his veto without hesitation.
The tribe established an alliance council, with each Ming Totem having a seat, and all major matters were discussed together.
The Fire God Cult established the Fire God Cult Elders Council to promote the Fire God Cult while ensuring the interests of each Ming Totem.
In both councils, all Ming Totem shamans had a veto, and they got the benefits they wanted.
In return, what they needed to pay was to fully support the promotion of the Fire God Cult, support the integration of faith, and support the advancement of the Fifth Xuan's deification.
After the argument, Shao, Xin, and Kai did not participate much.
Shao's status is not enough, he is not the ninth generation wizard, and Xin, as the sun wizard, cannot change this result. He is the leader, and this is the wizard's stage.
After the meeting, the eighth generation wizard returned to his room with a tired face. He did not rest for a moment and immediately began to arrange tasks.
There was already a plan on how to promote the Fire God Cult, and it was just waiting for the support of the wizards and leaders of the tribes.
The first is the Fire God Church. Each city must have at least five churches, one in the center of the city, and one each in the east, west, south and north. It is necessary to ensure that all tribesmen can find the church as long as they want to worship the Fire God. The
eighth generation wizard directly gave this task to the mayors of the four cities, and they supervised the construction, and it is expected to be completed within a month.
In addition to the church, church wizards must also be selected to be responsible for preaching and answering questions in the church. This task was given to Shao.
These church shamans must be selected from the Fire Tribe Alliance Academy, and Shao is the most suitable person to be in charge.
Now that we have the church and the shamans, we need to erect a statue of the God of Fire in the church. The work of making the statue was given to Ke, because he could condense the spirit of Baxia and allow the sculptor to watch the carving.
The statue only needs Baxia, and the Fifth Xuanhui will directly knock down the dense fog on the statue of Baxia.
The task given to Xin by the eighth generation shaman is to travel between several tribes and supervise the construction of the church.
The task of the tapir shaman is to draw twenty totem scrolls for each totem, which will be hung in the church for the tribesmen to worship.
This was also part of the agreement reached during the morning discussion, and at this time, the shamans and leaders were arguing in the square about the order in which the portraits should be hung on the two walls of the church.
At this time, the disadvantages of the veto power became apparent, because everyone has the right to veto, and the result is endless arguments.
Every tribe does not want to be ranked at the back, and once they are ranked at the back, they will directly veto. The
eighth-generation witch has already made thorough arrangements. When he looked out the window, the witches and leaders were standing by the campfire and arguing like a quarrelsome woman.
"Aren't they also a piece of iron bucket?"
Chuan Tapir witch stood beside him and said with the eighth-generation witch looking out the window.
The eighth-generation witch smiled and nodded. As long as the noisy voices did not ring in his ears, he did not mind letting these witches and leaders keep noisy.
"What do you think will happen to this matter in the end?"
The eighth-generation witch asked Chuan Tapir witch.
"Fight?"
Chuan Tapir witch guessed.
If there are many problems that cannot be solved in the tribe, they will select some warriors to fight, and the result will be the final result.
The eighth generation witch shook his head, twisted his mouth towards the altar and said, "The final decision will be made there."
The tapir witch's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized that the eighth generation witch was the cunning one.
"Shao and the others are still dissatisfied because of this. The witch should have told them earlier."
The tapir witch said.
Hanging a portrait has been reported to the Divine Court, and other major matters should be discussed in the Divine Court.
The Divine Court is the territory of the Fire Tribe. The God of Fire calls the shots in it, and the totems are actually imprisoned. If it really involves the interests of the Fire Tribe, the God of Fire will definitely fight for it.
"Power will eventually fall into their hands. If they can't see through it now, it proves that they are not capable enough."
After the eighth generation witch finished speaking, his expression became serious.
"In fact, it may not be a good thing to push this matter to the totem."
"Why?"
The tapir witch asked puzzledly.
"This will increase the conflicts between totems, and totems have a great influence on the tribe, which is not conducive to unity."
The eighth generation witch said with some concern.
He has already stood at the peak of power in the Fire Tribe Alliance, and he is also the witch of the Fire Tribe, the tribe that benefits the most from the alliance. When he thinks about problems, he often considers the overall situation, which is something that a few little guys can't do.
"That's true. It seems that you still need to train them more."
Chuan Mo Wu said.
"Xin and Li need to be trained, and Shao only needs a little bump. When he reaches this position, he will have enough vision and will naturally understand." After
the eighth generation witch finished speaking, he gently closed the window and no longer paid attention to the disputes outside.
"Finally, you can sleep well. You should also go to bed early."
This is an order to leave. Chuan Mo Wu nodded in understanding and turned to leave.
The witch is too tired, he really needs to rest... The tapir witch thought.
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A month passed in the blink of an eye. The Fifth Xuan was running between the Divine Court and the chaotic world. The green lotus was still growing, but no new leaves grew.
The conflicts between the tribes in the alliance gradually deepened. On the contrary, the Fire Tribe benefited a lot from the conflicts between them.
Including the authority of the Eighth Generation of Witches, it also stood out because they had too many disputes that could not be concluded. It was actually possible to extend the authority to several spiritual departments through the conflicts between the two tribes. This was a situation that had never happened before.
This was something that the Eighth Generation of Witches had not expected, including the Fifth Xuan, who had not expected such a change.
Everything seemed to be developing in a good direction, and this day was the day when the Fire God Church in the center of the Fire City was opened.
The eighth generation witch put on the new clothes sent by the Spring Tribe and made preparations early.
A group of witches and leaders also gathered in front of the square, waiting for the arrival of the God of Fire.
"Boom boom..."
Baxia walked down from the altar step by step, heavy and domineering.
He is now even bigger, and the stratum corneum on his body is even more ferocious.
The witches and leaders saluted to welcome the arrival of the God of Fire, and the tall church door was also wide open, waiting for the Fifth Xuan to bestow thick mist on the statue.
The statue was made very smart, and Baxia was curious and poked his head into the church to take a look - with his current physique, he could no longer enter the building.
"Please give the statue to the God of Fire."
The eighth generation witch bowed first, and the witches and leaders behind him followed.
Diwu Xuan nodded on the altar of the temple, waved his right hand to the sky, and caught a handful of thick mist in his hand. He waved it outward, and the thick mist flew out of the temple, entered the church, and hovered over the statue.
After doing all this, he did not stop, but stretched out his hand to grab the phantom map of the Fire Tribe Alliance in the air, and threw five balls of thick mist to each city, and also added thick mist to the churches in other cities.
At this point, the church was completely built and could be opened to the outside world.
"Boom boom..."
Baxia walked step by step to the outside of the Fire City. He was going to take a bath in his own black water field.
The Eighth Generation Wu and others respectfully sent off the God of Fire, and then entered the church for the first wave of prayers.
There were rows of wooden chairs in the church, and there was an open space in front of the chairs, which could accommodate more than fifty people to dance sacrificial dances there.
After the witches and the leader finished praying, they came to the open space to perform a sacrificial dance to celebrate the completion of the church.
What they didn't know was that at this moment, in the thick mist on the statue in front of them, the spirit of the Fifth Xuan was standing there, watching everything in the church.
He had injected a spirit into each thick mist, and his consciousness could freely shuttle through it.
In fact, the Fifth Xuan did not have a fixed spirit like other totems. The Bagua space was his spirit, and the thick mist was his spirit. As long as the thick mist was there, his spirit could be transformed and carry his consciousness.