"Then, Mora, what kind of existence does the prophet exist? Is it the kind of person who constantly divine and predicts good and bad luck for his tribe?" Zhen Ni asked curiously.

Mora looked at the staff in his hand and thought for a while before saying to the curious people: "In fact, although our Canaan tribe also has priests and prophets, most of the time, there is no clear distinction between prophets and priests like other gods and clans.

"If you have to say the difference, it is that the priests are chosen by the tribe and recognized by the gods; while the prophets are directly selected by the gods and accepted by the tribes. Their duties are not distinguished in normal times. However, the teachings, teachings, daily sacrifices and blessings of the general tribe are all completed by the priests, but the prophets will come out to communicate directly with the gods when they encounter major events in the tribe."

"In addition, the priests have extremely strict requirements for words, deeds, clothing and daily life, and live in the temple all year round. The prophet is more casual in external things, but the prophet's firm demands on inner piety and faith have become higher. Moreover, sometimes the prophet lives like ordinary people in his own home, and sometimes he has to go to the temples of the people's villages to check the situation in the tribe - casual in form but more rigorous in content."

Heyana suddenly asked, "Then, do you priests and prophets have the ability to prophesy?"

"This," Mora thought for a while and said, "Princes can only passively receive instructions from the gods to be considered a prophecy, but the prophet can directly communicate with the gods and ask about future things."

"Does it take to sacrifice life or lose something or someone that is important to you?" Zhen Ni asked worriedly.

Because as far as she knows, many magical and magical techniques in this world that seek future situations require great sacrifices and prices. Some people even pay the price of their lives for this, while others destroy their families and eventually only get an inexplicably obscure future guidance. And it is the calculations of the mages. When they were in Haizhen, Zhen Ni also saw the work of those mages. It only took so much money to calculate some things that had happened. So what kind of terrifying requirements would be if they were calculating the future?

However, Mora's answer calmed her down.

Mora said disdainfully: "That is a prophecy. It is just an obscure nonsense made by the evil gods using their own power, or directly set up a script, and then bring people into it. Many gods in the evil camp often deliberately arrange a tragic future when people ask for the future, so that the person who asks for the future will fall into it, and then ask for redemption from themselves. If the person who asks for the future does not believe it, it is a real tragedy. Using such means to confuse people and expand their faith, this is a common trick. In fact, if those fools do not seek the evil gods, there may be no such tragedy."

"It's really like this?" Zhen Ni was surprised, "But why are there so many people trapped in it?"

Morra said helplessly: "Although I know they are fake, the gods in the justice camp often say this. Besides, except for a few evil gods, most evil gods disguise themselves as God of Justice. Moreover, when people are weak and confused, they cannot tell the truth of the gods at all (otherwise, where will they go back to seek God?), and they have to have a tragedy."

"So troublesome!" Xiaomei was almost dizzy, her eyes rolled a few times, but she was still dizzy, "Then, what is the language of the prophet of your tribe, Mora?"

"Our Canaanite tribe belongs to the name of God's Father. Our prophets directly communicate with God to know all the future. Sometimes, the great prophets can directly call on the power of the kingdom of God and predict the future without any sacrifice or damage. Moreover, the results we get are clear, and we can understand at first glance, not metaphors or dreams."

"So powerful?" The mermaid Xiaomei exclaimed: "Then you Canaanites should be the most powerful race on the ground, right?"

After hearing Xiaomei's words, Zhen Ni looked at Mora in confusion, because she had heard of the Canaan tribe, but it seemed that she was not an unparalleled clan in the world. Even she knew nothing except that there was a tribe called the Canaan tribe in a farther place. If they were really the people of the Father God, and had such a powerful priest, prophet and elder who were almost close to the gods, why had their fame not been revealed to the earth?

Morra said with a wry smile: "Yes, according to the power of our tribe's gods and the guidance of the priests and prophets and judges, the four poles of the earth and the sky of the sky should have heard of our tribe's name. But,"

As he said that, Mora couldn't help but stop. After a while, she sighed and said, "If you don't say anything else, just talk about the great prophet in our clan. He was chased many times in his life and almost lost his life!"

"Ah—" Everyone who heard him was surprised, "Is there a stronger race to be your enemy?"

Morra stroked the stick with his hand. After hearing their doubts, he couldn't help but look dark and sad. He stopped, sat down on a sea stone in the sea, and told them carefully about his Canaanite story.

"No, the one who pursues that great prophet is the people of our Canaanites!"

Morra's words shocked the person who heard them.

"What?!"

"this"

"What's the case like this?!"

Zhen Ni pulled Mora with some concern and asked, "Why did this happen?"

Morra said helplessly: "Because the prophet's prophecy did not meet the thoughts of the people in the hearts of the tribe. What he said often made the tribe feel bored. Because, in many cases, in the era when the great prophet appeared, the tribesmen were far away from the Father God and followed the evil and strange gods of other tribes. Those confused people were angry and wanted to kill the great prophet because the great prophet rebuked their evil deeds on behalf of the Father God."

"Is there such a thing?" Heyana was surprised. "Does your tribe members not know that they believe in the Supreme God? Are they not afraid of the wrath of God the Father?"

Morra smiled bitterly: "Of course I know, otherwise these people would have abandoned God the Father."

He continued to shake his head helplessly, "But, after their followers, God the Father lived a stable life for a long time, he began to fall, follow his own selfish desires, indulge his own behavior, corrupt his body, and follow those lustful and chaotic gods."

Jenny pulled Mora's hand: "Mora, will you encounter such a situation in the future?"

Morra looked up at the top of the ocean. At this time, he was about a little deeper than the bottom of the sea. Although he could see things under the sea at this time, he looked up at the top and saw endless darkness without any light.

"Haha, although such a situation will be very difficult, once you persist and eventually guide the tribe members out of the abyss of evil, you can become the Supreme God."

"What a strange and powerful system of gods," the little prince interrupted, "But, Mora, why do we have to become the Supreme God system? Isn't personal cultivation and strength good?"

Mora looked at the pretty little prince with a childish fluffy and said with a smile: "Strength is nothing in this world. What if a person can go out of mountains and seas?

"You must know that on the ground, the sun shines on good people and bad people; the rain and dew nourish flowers and plants, and nourish thorns; and these are the principles reflected by God in heaven and earth - without a mind that tolerate everything, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a ferocious beast. God itself means tolerance. Without a mind of God, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a wisp of sad dust in heaven and earth.

If a person can tolerate the incomprehension and betrayal of his tribe, but still loves his tribe like a mother loves his children, and goes through life and death for them, such a mind is the demeanor that the Supreme One should have!”

"It seems very complicated. So, Mora, have the great prophets in your clan become gods?" Zhen Ni asked.

"Uh," Mora thought about it carefully and sighed, "There are many ordinary gods who have become the kingdom of God, but they are also ordinary gods, and they have become supreme. Originally, there was a great prophet in my clan who had this opportunity, but at the last moment, he saw the evil deeds of his tribe, and he was so angry that he spoke without hesitation and said a few evil words, so he lost that opportunity. He could only wait for a certain time in the future to be resurrected, but at that time he could become a supreme god.

"If I fail in the future, I will probably be resurrected and become a Supreme God at that moment," said Morra.

"That's how it is."

"I see."

Suddenly, Princess Heyana, who had experienced a lot, heard something, "Mora, you said you can become a Supreme God, does that mean that you will be the great prophet of the clan in the future?"

"Ah--" Zhen Ni also reacted. Mora said that even if he failed this time, he could become a supreme god by a certain resurrection moment. The subtext of this sentence is that he is the future prophet in the clan?!

"Yes," Mora nodded.

"I am the son of my mother's wish. I have offered to be Nasirs with the Father since I was a child. After I inherited the prophet tradition in the temple, I knew in my heart that my future will be the great prophet in the clan."

"Then why don't you stay in the clan and go out for a trip instead?" Zhen Ni asked in confusion.

Mora: "This is a very long story, but the key is that I have learned from God the Father that there will be a great disaster in our tribe in the future, and even the great prophets will not be able to survive this disaster.

"It would be fine if the tribe members could cooperate fully, but according to the history of our tribe, once a great prophet appears, it means that the tribe and people have begun to fall again. Therefore, I must leave my hometown and go to all countries in the world to find more perfect growth in order to deal with the tribe and outside the tribe at that moment."

"Uh, Mora," said the little prince, "After listening to your explanation, I suddenly felt that I would rather be a little prince who doesn't have to think about anything. It turns out that being too powerful is also a trouble--"

ps: I have reduced my collection by one, my heart hurts so much! I actually lost my collection on Singles’ Day. Are you forcing me to explode?
Chapter completed!