After the fun, Chen Tian casually strolled around the folk square and felt much better.
Some time ago, he had a life-and-death battle with Brahma Tianlin and was cursed by a cricket. Although he didn't care on the surface, he was actually somewhat depressed.
Now that I have actually found a solution and walked among the fireworks of the human world, my mind has become much more open.
Passing by a group of patrol soldiers, Chen Tian took the two girls out of the noisy market. Just after passing two square doors, a carriage with an eight-sided lantern stopped in front of him.
"Meet the God."
"Thank you." Chen Tian nodded and casually asked the coachman and coachman, "Who arranged it? The action was quite fast."
"Deacon Lianzi Xin Lian, he said that God is the lord of a city and has few followers, so he sent us to respond."
Actually, think about it for a moment.
Chentian also roughly knows the process.
Gui Deng must have noticed it when he and his two girls boarded the refugee's ox cart and walked onto the official road, and reported the news to Lian Zi Xin overtly and covertly.
Maybe when we were having tea at the restaurant, the carriage in front of us, accompanied by more than ten guards, had already been waiting by the roadside.
"May I ask the Lord, should I go back to Huangdan City now or the city lord's palace?"
"Go to the workshop in Qianji Pavilion first, and then return to Huangdan City at dusk."
"As commanded."
With the sound of the whip, Chen Tian's thoughts suddenly surged. The Wangcang soldiers had been tested in actual combat, and their power was amazing, proving that Qianji Pavilion's craftsmanship was very good.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
However, the Guigen soldiers themselves did not invest in high-quality materials and did not allocate spiritual stones. The quality is indeed a bit worrying.
However, Chen Tian still noticed Qianjige's down-to-earth and serious attitude. After all, Qing Niu's exhausting rush of work would definitely make Cheng Yiliang too busy to sleep and eat well.
"Have you heard of the Guigun soldiers before?"
"I've heard a little about it." Tong Ruoran is like an encyclopedia and knows everything. "But you also know that the records of it in Xianyin Pavilion are still limited to music theory."
"Tell me about it." Chen Tian waved his hand to show that he didn't care.
Tong Ruoran thought for a while and then said: "In ancient times, there was a giant beast with a roar like thunder. Its name was Kui. It often appeared and appeared with rough waves, and its sound shook hundreds of miles."
"If you use its fur as a war drum, beating it can inspire the morale of all armies, making them invincible in every attack and invincible in every battle."
"In other words..." Chen Tian roughly guessed after hearing this, "The Guigen soldiers in ancient times had Kui drums, and they were able to fully display their combat power, and they were one of the main combat forces of the human race?"
"Absolutely." Tong Ruoran nodded.
She took off her scarf and veil and said: "But later, because Lingyunguan strongly opposed the application of Guigen mercenaries on the battlefield, and even went to the point of fighting with swords and guns, Guigen mercenaries slowly faded out of people's sight, and finally fell into dust in Qianji Pavilion.
millennium."
Hear this.
Chentian fell into doubt.
Lingyun Temple has always been independent of the world. Only when the world is in chaos and all life in the world is in ruins, Fangcai comes out to save the world.
Why did they go to war over the matter of Guigen's mercenaries? This doesn't seem to be their heartless style, right?
Tong Ruoran seemed to see through Chen Tian's doubts, and without waiting for him to ask, he immediately spread his hands and said, "Lingyunguan ten thousand years ago fought with the Snow Plains Monster Clan outside Yanshan Pass to wipe out their family fortune. Since then, they have disappeared, and there are very few records handed down."
"So I don't know the origin. If you want to understand the ins and outs, sir, you have to find another way."
"Then do you think there is a possibility." After listening to this, Chen Tian cleared his thoughts a little and tried to say, "Gui Gen soldiers and Lingyun Guan's ideas are contrary to, or even seriously conflict with, they have to come forward?
"
"I don't understand." Tong Ruoran shook his head.
"It's a very simple reason. Since Lingyunguan opposes the burning of Guigen mercenaries, facing the invasion of the Snowfield Demon Clan, they must come up with a solution to the world, right?"
"Oh, I understand." Tong Ruoran had an epiphany, "So in order to prove their ideas, Lingyun Temple went out in full force. As a result, they fought with the Snowfield Demon Clan and both suffered losses, and eventually fell into the long river of time."
"Yes, that's what I mean." Chen Tian nodded slightly.
Tong Ruoran felt that part of the logic had been clarified, but doubts arose one after another: "The reason for the collapse of Lingyun Temple makes sense, but what about the concept they want to prove?"
"I'm curious too."
"Haha, I feel that there are two people in Cang Xi's world, and they must know the origin." Tong Ruoran smiled.
Chen Tian also guessed it and took over the words: "It should be the fellow disciples of Brahma Tianlin and Liu Wenhui, right?...Whose name is he?"
at this time.
Elder Nan Lu, who had been listening in confusion, suddenly saw something bright in his eyes: "Li Binchang! Uncle Liu mentioned this person when he was practicing medicine in Huangdancheng!"
"You're just a quick talker." Tong Ruoran rubbed her head and continued to Chentian, "Brahma Lin has been around for thousands of years. Even if you haven't seen the disciples of Lingyun Temple, you must have heard rumors about it. She must know it.
A lot of secrets."
"Of course." Chen Tian responded, "Didn't Tianzhu Peak used to be the home mountain of Lingyunguan, and it was later occupied by Brahma Tianlin."
"As for Li Binchang."
"Since Liu Wenhui said that he can undo the Curse of the Cricket, he must have some connection with Lingyun Temple, because when I fought against Brahma Tianlin, she once said that the Curse of the Cricket is the masterpiece of Lingyun Temple."
"After hearing what Mr. said, I am also very curious about the changes in Lingyun Temple." Tong Ruoran smiled lightly.
Chentian smiled: "That's not true. The so-called morning bacteria don't know Hui Shuo, and the crickets don't know the spring and autumn. The curse of the cricket is very vicious. As long as the spiritual power is activated, it will burn Yangshou and accelerate people's death."
"Logically speaking, this has nothing to do with the famous and upright Lingyun Temple."
"But the fact is that the Curse of the Cricket came from Lingyun Temple, which is simply unbelievable."
After hearing this, Tong Ruoran became very curious and said with a smile: "I will definitely accompany you on your trip to Yanshan."
"Okay, I'll be responsible for controlling the news, you'll be responsible for recording the historical facts, and let us both leave our names in the history books."
These words have come out.
There was laughter and laughter in the carriage.
Huang Dancheng is no less than three or four hundred miles away from Yongtai City, but due to the hard work of hundreds of thousands of refugees, a straight official road was built, which saved a lot of time.
When Chen Tian got off the car and walked into Guigen's mercenary workshop in Qianji Pavilion, it was just getting dark. He greeted his disciples, and Cheng Yiliang immediately ran to him from a brick kiln.
"Is the construction schedule too tight? You need to pay more attention to your health."
"I have troubled the Lord to care about you, but I can still handle the small job." Cheng Yiliang's face turned a little dark, and his two eyelids were swollen and enlarged, almost squeezed into a gap.
Chen Tian patted his shoulder: "Not only you, but also the craftsmen below should pay more attention to rest and hire more people. Labor costs are not a problem."
Cheng Yiliang felt warm in his heart.
Extremely touched.
Yesterday, he received thousands of argali sheep from Supervisor Qu Si. After asking carefully, he found that they were purchased specially by Chen Tian.
More than 2,000 kiln workers in the workshop feasted on a whole-sheep feast, and all praised the deity for his great benevolence and virtue.
The practical rewards and rewards, coupled with the verbal thoughtfulness, made Cheng Yiliang, who had been working for the Yin family in Beiyu, full of motivation.
Only five or six days had passed, and he had already restored the Guigen mercenaries that had been dusted for thousands of years. Although they were far from being combat effective, it was only a matter of time.
"Thank you, God." Cheng Yiliang sincerely bowed his hands. Then he pointed the direction and led Chen Tian towards the largest brick kiln, saying that the Guigen terracotta warriors were about to be finally assembled.