182. The Goddess Is Coming
Ten days later, in the city of Salem, which had just been completed and was still under construction, more than five thousand residents gathered together for a celebration ceremony. The city had been established for so long, and it finally had a governor and a chief priest. The governor was the respected Lord Aesop, and the chief priest was once the high priest of the Temple of Isis, Lord George.
This Lord George had fought alongside Amun, and when Amun was still the head of the An-Ra Legion in Eygut, Lord George was the chief priest of the An-Ra Legion. The people here regarded Amon as a true god, and thinking back to his battle experiences that shocked the kingdoms back then, it was a miracle that the gods showed when they walked on earth.
Neither Amon nor Aesop had any experience in planning celebrations, but George was an expert, and the ceremony to summon the gods was presided over by him. The shrine was located in the west of Salem, with the gate facing east, facing the rising sun. The main statue of the god in the hall was Mourin wearing a golden crown and holding an ivy vine. Amun was half a head taller than her, and he stretched out a hand and gently wrapped it around her waist, standing slightly sideways on the altar.
George preached the miracles of Amun to the people of the city on the long steps outside the shrine, and then, under the leadership of Aesop, the gate of the shrine opened, and the important people of the city filed into the shrine to offer sacrifices to the statue, summoning the gods to descend amidst the preaching and chanting. The people prostrated themselves in the square, praying devoutly and praying for the blessings of the gods.
The cold statue seemed to become warm in an instant, looking through the magnificent gate of the shrine at the people in the square, and George rang the bell at the right time. Amidst the melodious sound of the bell, the clouds in the sky changed shape and converged into the shape of an ivy. A gentle breeze brought the fragrance of grass and leaves down from the sky, brushing past everyone's body.
It felt so soft and comfortable, like the breath of spring waking up. The people closed their eyes and seemed to be able to see the statue in the shrine. At this moment, the god they had summoned had truly descended, and Mourin was blessing the people!
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Amon did not appear at this celebration, or rather, he could only appear in another way. After ascending to the altar, Amon felt different. It might have been awkward in the human world, but he had been molded to the altar by Link, so he could only face this situation calmly.
He could clearly sense the thoughts of the people. They were thinking about the sacrifice of the deity on the altar, and it was not convenient for him to show himself again. If he appeared in the square, to whom would the people pray and salute? Is this the dilemma of the gods? Amon was thinking about this question.
The city of Salem was very large, and it was originally built on a huge isolated island above the water. There were even several hills in the city, and various buildings were still under construction and were far from being completed. Within the outermost circle of the city walls, there were farmlands for farming. There were also sheds and cowsheds for raising livestock in the city.
The so-called outer city was just a fortification, and the plan also included the inner city and various buildings. The main body was divided into two parts, east and west. There were fields within the outer circle of the city walls, mainly to prevent the entire city from being besieged for a long time, when the city could also provide a small amount of fresh rice and meat. More fields, farms, pastures, and mines were of course still outside the city.
The city of Salem was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people without a problem, but now there were only a little more than five thousand inhabitants. There were hundreds of businesses waiting to be built in the city, and new homes were being built everywhere. But there was a place in the east of the city that was empty, where the original town of Duc was located, and Link had deliberately marked it out, waiting for the arrival of Moses and the others.
This open space was very large, and the original town of Duc had more than two thousand inhabitants, which would belong to Moses and the other sixty or so people. Amon's intention was for the people to build their homes with their own hands, but Link ordered people to pile up a lot of materials on the edge of the open space, ready for Moses and the others. After arriving in the city of Salem, Amon did not live in the shrine, but built two buildings with his own hands on this open space.
The first thing Amon built was the house he lived in. He stood in the open space and waved his hand. The stones and wood in the distance flew up and fell down after being cut by magic power in the air. It was as if countless invisible hands were piling up, and gradually, the outline of the house and courtyard appeared. Amon closed his eyes and did not look at it, but just made the small courtyard appear in front of him according to the imprint in his soul.
The front yard had a low wall with no door, and through the front yard was a house, and behind the house was a courtyard, and in the courtyard was a separate house with a stove and anvil. Some things were not made of the building materials here, but flew through the air with Amon's gesture, such as a miner's sledgehammer.
Gabriel was standing next to Amon at the time, stunned. She did not know the details of Amon, and never expected that a supreme warrior could perform such a magical skill, standing there and building a house out of thin air. Any ordinary person could build a house, but to witness this scene with her own eyes was incredibly magical.
This first required mastering the most advanced message magic, and with the eyes closed, the soul clearly presented the house that did not exist, every brick and tile as if it were real. At the same time, the most advanced spatial magic was used to condense the illusory house into a real spatial structure, so that it existed in the mind and appeared in the real open space at the same time. Then the magic that was used could no longer be distinguished what kind of magic it was, and the various materials were manipulated to build the courtyard in a very short time.
When the courtyard was completed, Amon turned and asked: "Gabriel, before the flood, you had been to Duc and passed by this courtyard many times, do you still remember it?"
In shock, Gabriel took a deep breath. "This is where you originally lived, and you rebuilt it! I remember walking in front of it, and now this house is brand new, while your original courtyard is much more dilapidated. "
Amon sighed softly and said: "The old house was also brand new when it was first built. My courtyard disappeared with the town of Duc in the flood, and today I built it again in the same place, and this is how it looked when it was newly built. "
Amon, whom the city of Salem believed in, lived in this courtyard he built himself, and slept at night in the low stone house he had lived in since he was a child. The day after building his own small courtyard, Amon built a small two-story building in the same way, which was in the opposite position to Amon's courtyard, and the architectural structure was exactly the same as the small building Maria had lived in. Gabriel recognized it as soon as the foundation appeared on the open space.
Amon said to Gabriel: "This is where you lived when you came to Duc, and now you will live here for the time being."
Gabriel looked at the small building and said: "Are you reminiscing?"
Amon replied thoughtfully: "Maybe it's a memory, maybe it's a new life, maybe it's a discovery in the cycle of reincarnation."
Gabriel asked again: "I'm shocked that a supreme warrior can have such magical skills. In my concept, this is indeed a miracle that can only be performed by the gods, no wonder the people here worship you as Amun. I'm also curious, how did you do it? You are not only a ninth-level supreme warrior, but the power you have mastered even exceeds that of a ninth-level mage. "
Amon smiled. "Many people in the world are just as curious about you, where does your powerful majesty come from? If you think it's a miracle, then observe it carefully. "
Gabriel asked again: "I am now your prisoner, and the Adoratrice ordered me to protect you in the letter, but your ability is far beyond mine, what can I do?"
Amon replied: "Here, you only need to do one thing, forget the body arts you have learned and the magic arts you have learned in the second awakening of your power, don't think about the difference between them. See the house I built? This is what I want to tell you. "
Gabriel was stubborn, but she was not stupid. At this time, she also understood what Amon wanted to teach her. Amon wanted her to re-awaken her power, to forget the differences and prejudices she had learned before, until she could master it.
It was not easy to do this. It was like the flood that destroyed the town of Duc, but Amon rebuilt his courtyard out of thin air with a wave of his hand. The house looked the same as before, but it was brand new. It appeared in the soul and the world at the same time, a magical and perfect fusion.
Gabriel did not know if she could do it, but the miracle was right in front of her, and Amon had done it. When she walked into the courtyard, Amon said softly, "If you can understand the power of the origin, don't forget to tell the Adoratrice what you have learned in the future."
Amon did have a purpose. He guided Gabriel to understand the power of the origin on her own, and then told the secret through Gabriel to Maria. This was different from the way he taught other disciples. It was just a demonstration, showing her the 'miracle' as a mortal, and telling her how to awaken and understand it. Only Gabriel could indirectly convey her clear experience to Maria.
Maria was not Amon's disciple, and he would not consider himself a god in front of her, not even the thought of it. He knew how sincere the Adoratrice's faith was, but he wanted to tell her the secret of becoming a god.
Amon settled down in this "small town" with only two buildings in the inner city of Salem, working every day in the workshop in the backyard, who knew what he was building, and resting in his hut at night. On the day of the celebration ceremony in the city of Salem, Amon finally walked out of the courtyard and stopped at the place where Her Highness Mourin used to be, sitting there quietly, his eyebrows moving slightly, and his eyelashes trembling.
It seemed quiet and silent, but Amon felt as if he was in the middle of the sea, and he felt the summoning power formed by the refraction of countless people's thoughts. He had experienced this scene in Schrödinger's spiritual imprint, and now he was experiencing it himself. The one the crowd was summoning was him, Amun.
It was hard to describe this feeling. His body was sitting in the open, and his soul seemed to exist in another state, hearing the voices of countless people calling to him. When the bell of the shrine rang, Amon's soul left his body, but it was not illusory. His five senses and consciousness merged into one, and he suddenly appeared on the altar, clearly seeing the worshippers.
At this moment, there were the consciousnesses of thousands of people in the mind of a person, and the soul of an ordinary person could not accommodate and bear it at all. Only those who had passed the test of endless life and death could do this. Amon was still a little uncomfortable for a moment, and the bell of the shrine rang in his ears, causing him to be in a trance, and only in the deepest and clearest state of concentration could he stay awake.
He quietly experienced it all, the eyes on the altar seemed warm and cold, and he finally felt that the desires of the people could condense into his soul, as if another clear self was standing on the altar. The domain of the source of divine power, so this was it!
Amon took a long time to get used to the feeling in his heart, projecting the desires of the people. What the people saw was a statue with all kinds of prayers, and in the eyes of five thousand people, there were probably five thousand Amun, but they did not know where Amon was.
As the bell rang, Amon gradually became clear, and he began to grasp this state. The so-called Gods could hear prayers, but if they could not be controlled, they could not be called an ability, and he needed to not be disturbed, unless something he deliberately wanted to pay attention to really happened.
When the desires of countless people were clearly reflected, like a bird flying in a mirror, Amon's physical and mental senses fused with the statue, and he suddenly felt something soft and warm in his arms, not the cold statue, but Mourin's body. — — the Goddess had also descended.
At this moment, Amon, who was sitting on the empty ground, suddenly opened his eyes. On the small building in the distance, Gabriel was standing in front of the window looking at Amon, with the Blade of Order in his hand, because a man was walking across the open ground towards Amon. At this time, Amon was not in a good position to be disturbed, and Gabriel was about to jump out to stop the man and ask questions.
As soon as Gabriel picked up the battle axe, he heard Amon's voice in his ear: "Don't stop him, let him come over, I know this person, he should be looking for me."
While secretly instructing Gabriel, Amon had already stood up and greeted: "Vincent Bos, why are you here, are you looking for me? Where are the others with you? "
The newcomer was of medium build, with a round face, slightly chubby, and always smiling. The last time Amon saw him, he had shaved his head, and now he had short hair as long as a finger, a style rarely seen on the continent. Amon recognized at a glance that this person was Vincent Bos, who had appeared with Amitabha, Vimalakirti, Maitreya, Manjushri, and Ksitigarbha, but now he had come to the city of Salem.
The man made a strange salute, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and nodded slightly. "I have listened to the teachings of the Revered One, and traveled all over the continent to increase my knowledge. The city of Salem is a miracle that has appeared in the wilderness, and I have come to visit it."
Amon smiled and said: "There is a celebration in the city today, if you are here to see it, you should be watching the fun in the square of the shrine, why did you come to this empty space?"
Vincent Bos replied: "I saw the statue on the altar, and I met you in the desert, and you did not appear in the square, so I thought you must be somewhere in the city, most likely in this uninhabited place, so I came looking for you, and sure enough, I saw you. Should I call you Amon or Amun? "
Amon: "Whatever you want to call me, but don't call me by the wrong name. What's the matter?"
Vincent Bos: "I just want to ask you a few questions. I saw Amun on the altar, and I met you here, which one is Amon? The people kneeling in the square saw the statue, but could they really see you? When they saw you, were you the god in their minds? "
Amon did not answer, but asked in return: "What advice do you have for this?"
Vincent Bos put his palms together again and bowed. "I can't say advice, I just want to say thank you for the wonderful teachings of the Revered One, and seeing the scene today has given me some enlightenment."
Amon: "Oh, what did you think of?"
Vincent Bos: "On the altar, people seek to fulfill their wishes and appear; here and now I see you, walking in the world as an incarnation as usual. If I don't see it with my own eyes, it will be difficult to understand. "
Amon laughed and said: "Interesting, very interesting! Your words are also very enlightening to me. "
Vincent Bos continued: "There is enlightenment and doubt. The Revered One, Amitabha, once said, 'The Buddha's True Dharmakaya is invisible, invisible, and invisible.' He also said, 'If you see me with your appearance and seek me with your voice, you are a man of evil and cannot see the Buddha.' The people praying in the square at this moment are offering to you with their voice and appearance. Are they seeing you? If not, then where are you? "
Amon frowned, blinked, and replied: "I am not the Amitabha that you follow. You may have asked the wrong person. The people in the square are guided by the beliefs in their hearts. I don't know where you come from, and I don't know where the Amitabha that you follow has gone, but he must have experienced this to say that. I have not yet become a god that transcends eternal life. You are not asking me for an answer, but you just want me to think like that? "
Vincent Bos nodded and said: "Yes, I just want you to think about what people's voice and appearance ask for and what you ask for, and think about why the Lion King went to follow Manjushri?"
Amon suddenly realized: "So you want to guide and persuade me to make the same choice as the Lion King Ugallu! Can I ask you a question, have you passed the test of endlessness? "
Vincent Bos was startled before replying: "I am ashamed, I have not crossed the sea of bitterness."
Amon showed a wry smile: "So you were just talking to me just now?"
Vincent Bos replied seriously: "It can't be said to be empty talk, it's just a matter of first understanding and then proving, there is a way to reach the peak."
Amon reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "There is a way to reach the peak, just go ahead, I have my own pursuits. I know you want to guide me, and to think that before your Amitabha had even spoken, you already had this idea and deliberately found me in the city of Salem to tell me this. "
Vincent Bos: "The Amitabha shines in all directions, I am just carrying out my wish."
Amon smiled and said: "In any case, I have to thank you, I have gained something from listening to you, and I believe that you have also gained something. It's a pity that I can't entertain you now, there are still things to do at the moment, so please go elsewhere and see more. One last thing to tell you, you came from the shrine square, and the place where we are standing now is where the Shrine of Mourrin was originally located in Duc. Can you tell me where this goddess is? "
As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, Amon sent Vincent Bos far away with the power of teleportation. The scene changed, and Vincent Bos appeared again at the edge of the shrine square where everyone was gathered. Amon didn't mind chatting with him a little longer, but there was really something going on at the moment, because Mourin had come, and Vincent Bos didn't see her.
The content of the next two chapters may be "strange", both of which are conversations between different people or gods about "divinity". Readers who only like to read the plot may find it boring, but the discussion itself is not dull.
The book has already reached the "Sixth Volume: The Source of Divinity", which is just over half the length, and such a discussion is necessary to usher in the plot turning point from man to god, and the subsequent story will be even more intense and exciting!
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