What makes him most curious is the milk of the Holy River. Who is the Holy River? Oh no... is it a certain god?

His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who is worthy of being the biological father and son of His Highness King Wu, thought about it for a while and decided to take a stab at it first and see what the magic of the sacred cow is.

Then I heard Cheng Sanlang's voice from next door. "Master, when you talk about the milk of the holy river, are you talking about the water of the Ganges River?"

The Li family father and son who are like Yingguo: "???"

Before the translator could speak, he heard the Tianzhu alchemist say in surprise.

"Ganges? No, no, no, we in Tianzhu call the holy river the Ganga River, and the Ganga River is also called the Gangdis River.

In ancient times, the holy river had fast currents, rough waves, and frequent flooding. Fortunately, our great Lord Shiva came to the source of the holy river.

Untie his long hair and let the raging river flow slowly over his head, allowing people on both sides of the bank to live and work in peace and contentment..."

"Haha, I didn't run away, it must be that river." Cheng Chubi took a breath with toothache.

Li Ke, who was quite curious, couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Chu Bi, what's wrong with that river? Looking at you, it seems like that river is great."

Seeing Li Ke's interested expression, Cheng Chubi chuckled and slapped Li Ke on the shoulder.

"My dear brother, I will ask this Master Tianzhu a few questions later, but before asking these questions, you must agree to me first."

"Promise what?" Li Ke looked at Brother Chu Bi with a confused expression. Li Shimin, who was behind the wooden wall, also twitched his ears in confusion, his curiosity completely aroused.

"You just promised me not to touch the master and to control your emotions." Cheng Chubi also cast a meaningful glance at the wooden wall behind him.

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These words were not only a reminder to Li Ke, but also a reminder to the father-in-law who was squatting behind the wall and eavesdropping and had always had a bad temper.

Mainly because he was worried that after he induced this Tianzhu liar to tell the truth, the father and son must have had enough of the strange fragrance of the magic elixir.

He may lose control of his temper and physically harm the Tianzhu liar in front of him.

Although this possibility is low, it does not mean that it does not happen. If it does happen, rumors will spread, which will greatly affect the image of the Tang royal family.

Cheng Sanlang turned around and smiled at the Tianzhu monk who was a little confused by their murmurs.

"I have a few little questions, and I would like to ask the master to answer them for me."

"Since the noble man is asking me, the poor monk will not dare to hide anything and answer truthfully." Na Sua Po Mei said confidently.

"May I ask your noble lord, is that sacred cow unique to the Tianzhu continent and has a big bulge on its back?"

Hearing these words, Nai Suo Po Mei couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Oops, he finally met someone who knows the stuff. He nodded immediately and said with a calm smile.

"The noble man is so powerful that he even knows the image of my Tianzhu sacred cow. The poor monk admires me."

"Moreover, it is said that this kind of Tianzhu sacred cow can be found everywhere in Tianzhu continent, but the white one is the most precious. I wonder if this is the truth?"

"Yes, yes, what the noble lady said is absolutely right." Nao Suo Po Mei had no choice but to nod her head again, and replied with a look of surprise on her face.

Cheng Chubi just laughed. As expected of Tianzhu, the custom of loving and worshiping cows has not changed in a thousand or two thousand years.

However, these are not the main points. If cow feces and farts are mixed in and used for eating and drinking, it will at best make others feel a little disgusting.

Cheng Sanlang believes that he has a high moral bottom line and respects Youbang's personal interests and hobbies, but this does not mean that he agrees and appreciates them.

He glanced at Li Ke from the corner of his eye. Li Ke's expression changed a bit. Well, he turned white. He opened his mouth from time to time, which seemed a bit like a female friend's early pregnancy reaction.

Cheng Chubi cleared his throat and decided to give all the Tang Dynasty people present a little excitement, but he moved his butt to the side to avoid being in danger if the guy really vomited.

"That holy river, speaking of it, I have heard some legends about the holy river. I heard that it is the holy river in the minds of all Brahmans."

"What the noble man said is very true. In the eyes of us Brahmin practitioners, we should respect Lord Shiva, bathe in the holy river and drink the water of the holy river.

As well as making friends with the saints on both sides of the holy river and living in the holy territory..."

As the Tianzhu alchemist, who claimed to have a life span of more than two hundred years, was sleeping in front of him, he was copying his half-baked Guanzhong dialect and told about the sacred river.

Li Ke's face on the side is getting more and more ugly. He uses it to take a bath and drink it. Isn't that the same rhythm as thirsting for his own bath water?

No, when I think of countless Tianzhu people jumping into the river to wash themselves, rub the dirt on their bodies, and drink the bath water.

Li Ke felt so suffocated that he even drank other people's bath water. Isn't this disgusting enough?

At this time, Brother Chu Bi next to him asked again, "I heard that after death, all Brahmans scatter their ashes into the holy river, right?"

"!!!" In front of and behind the wooden wall, the Li family father and son, the imperial guards, and the translator from Honglu Temple were all dumbfounded, their eyes bulging to the extreme.

"Of course." Nai Suo Po Mei nodded matter-of-factly, and then opened her arms to the sky in an extremely pious tone.

"The bodies of the deceased will be reduced to ashes in the raging flames, but the sins they committed in this life will not."

"Only by scattering their ashes into the holy river, will the holy river wash away their last sins and allow them to ascend to heaven..."

"There are quite a few every day, right?"

"That's natural. Almost everyone in Tianzhu Continent believes in Lord Shiva. Almost everyone who dies will burn their bodies with fire by the river and scatter their ashes into the holy river..."

"Thank you for your explanation, dear brother, do you understand what I mean now?"

Li Ke, who had been completely petrified, had a buzzing in his ears, and only the weird Guanzhong accent echoed repeatedly in his ears.

Burn the body with fire by the river and scatter the ashes into the holy river...

Li Ke lowered his head stiffly and with difficulty, looking at the Tianzhu Divine Pill that fell on his front.

Oh my god, what did I do just now? I actually licked it? I actually dared to lick it?!

The wise and wise Emperor of the Tang Dynasty next door, with a dark expression on his face, viciously threw the broken thing he had just held between his fingers out of the window.

He strode to the window and breathed in the fresh air of Tang Dynasty, while he was talking rubbish crazily in his heart.

I am really blind, or I am confused, to be curious about this old god from Tianzhu who claims to be over two hundred years old...

Just when His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was thinking wildly, he heard a heart-breaking roar coming from next door.

"Ahhh! I'm going to kill you, you old liar!!"
Chapter completed!