Chapter 192 The main altar of the Fire Department of the Servant of God
Along the cave is a deep and long passage, surrounded by pure stone walls. It seems that there are not many traces of artificial axe-cutting, and it seems to be a natural formation.
There was still dripping water in some places, soaking the passages with moisture.
There are lights in the passage, but they are not bright. The further you go inside, the more eerie the three fat men feel.
"Master Protector, is our main altar underground?" asked the third fat man. He noticed that the passage did not just go forward, but downward.
In other words, they are heading deeper underground.
"Yes." The third guardian nodded and said as he walked: "Our Samurai Cult is divided into five parts: metal, wood, water, fire and earth, and the main altars are all in different places. We belong to the fire department, and the main altar of our fire department is in this mountain range.
underground."
"Let me tell you about the rules of our Fire Department first."
"The most respected person in our Fire Department is Lord Shenzi, but now Shenzi is still in seclusion, so you can't see him."
"Below the Son of God is a guardian spirit beast named Xuanfeng. It looks like a Kunpeng. It sleeps most of the time. If you see it, be careful to be respectful and never collide with the guardian spirit beast."
"Every year, several people are eaten by the guardian spirit beast because they offend the guardian spirit beast. Of course, it is also possible that the guardian spirit beast happens to be hungry."
The third fat man was stunned when he heard this, and his whole body could not help but tremble.
Is the guardian spirit beast just a monster like the giant tortoise in Linjiang City? It eats several people every year, and most of them eats his own people. This is too cruel.
A teasing smile appeared on the corner of the third guardian's mouth, and he continued: "You don't have to worry too much. As long as you don't offend the guardian spirit beast, it has no interest in talking to a little thing like you."
The third fat man reluctantly smiled and agreed.
"Below the guardian spirit beasts, there are us guardians." The third guardian continued: "We in the Fire Department have a total of seven guardians, but many times they do not stay at the main altar. You can usually see them at the main altar.
Two or three would be good.”
"From the first protector to the seventh protector, the ranking also determines the level of status and strength."
"Of course, the level of this strength is not absolute. To be precise, it should be the level of cultivation."
"In our Samurai God Cult, strength is the most important thing." As he said that, he turned to look at the third fat man and said with a smile: "If you are strong enough, it doesn't matter if you hang up your boss and beat him. For example, if you are a fifth-grade warrior, how can you
If I'm in a bad mood, it's okay to give me a good beating."
The third fat man's heart trembled and he didn't even dare to say anything.
The Third Protector smiled, he was just teasing the little fat man.
Although this little fat man is a congenital alien with good talent, the advantage of being an innate alien is only at the lower third level. When he reaches the middle third level, there is no advantage. He still has to practice step by step like everyone else. If the fat man wants to practice to the fifth level, he still has to
I don’t know that the year of the monkey and the month of the horse have passed.
However, from the words of the three guardians, the three fat men also learned that the Samurai Sect is a place that does not follow laws. The so-called rules are also based on the level of strength.
To put it simply, fists are the rule here.
Whoever has the biggest fist rules the rules.
"Below the protector, you are a divine envoy." The third protector continued: "You are also a divine envoy now. Like the protector, the ranking is based on cultivation. The higher the ranking, the higher the cultivation. So see
When meeting an envoy with a higher ranking than you, remember to be polite."
"Master Protector, I remember it." Sanpang said hurriedly.
He noticed that the three guardians here used "polite" instead of "respectful".
In fact, it is not difficult to understand. We are all divine envoys with the same level. We just have different strengths, but the difference should not be huge.
Therefore, it is enough to be polite when dealing with those who are ranked higher than yourself. Respect is out of the question, and the other person is not a protector or spiritual beast.
There's just one thing San Fatty doesn't know about.
In the Samurai God Cult, neither the protectors nor the divine envoys are monolithic. It is impossible for harmony to exist in this kind of organization.
The nine divine envoys of the Ministry of Fire have different camps, that is, they are close to different protectors, and they have camps with each other.
Just like the relationship between the Sixth Divine Envoy and the Ninth Divine Envoy is not good, in addition to their own personality differences, it also involves faction affiliation.
The Three Fatty was brought back by the Third Protector, so he naturally belongs to the Third Protector, so the Third Protector told him to just be polite when seeing other angels, there is no need to be respectful, because the other person may not be in the same camp as you.
"Below the divine envoys, there are ordinary believers." The third protector said: "You should know this. There are many ordinary believers, and there are no restrictions on cultivation strength. They can be ordinary people or warriors.
, but even warriors are usually only first-level warriors."
This is because any second-grade warrior who enters the Samurai God Sect will at least be in the position of a divine envoy and cannot remain an ordinary member of the cult.
"In addition to this, there is another kind of person who has a cooperative relationship with us." The third guardian stopped after saying this and did not continue.
The third fat man blinked and looked at the three guardians.
The Third Protector smiled and said: "You will know later. Oh, we are here."
At this time, the front suddenly opened up and the space suddenly became larger.
The third fat man's eyes widened. He didn't expect that there was such a huge space underground, like a huge cave, or like there was a mountain hidden inside the mountain.
At this moment, there was a row of stone steps in front of them. Going down the stone steps, they came to a place similar to a square.
In front are buildings climbing up, row upon row, like a small village, arranged in a trapezoidal shape. The architectural style is somewhat similar to that of ancient times. They are rough and majestic, mostly made of stone, and there are not many modern things.
This is the Fire Department Headquarters, not a place for enjoyment. If you want to enjoy various modern electrified products and luxurious living environment, you can wait until you get out.
"Lord Protector."
"Three Protectors."
People were coming and going in the square, and when they saw the three guardians, they all saluted.
The third fat man also noticed that these people were wearing different clothes, some were wearing simple cyan clothes, and some were wearing black clothes.
The person wearing blue clothes obviously has low cultivation level, and he is also shouting "Lord God's Envoy".
The people wearing black clothes have a flame embroidered on their cuffs, and they are shouting "Three Protectors".
Without any introduction from the Third Protector, the Third Fatty immediately understood that those in blue clothes were just ordinary believers, while those in black clothes were divine envoys just like him.
People coming and going were also looking at San Pang and were a little curious about him.
"Follow up."
The Third Protector ignored those people and led the Third Fatty all the way up the road until they came to a building and said, "Don't talk until I ask you when I go in. Do you understand?"
"Yes." The three fat men responded.
The two entered the building. It was very empty. There were seven chairs placed at the top. There was a person sitting on the middle chair. He looked about thirty years old. He was wearing a crimson robe, his hair was neatly combed, and his face was beautiful.
Calm.
The third protector gave a slight salute and shouted: "Great protector."