Zhang Rongfang understood instantly and stopped talking and started to change the topic. Seeing this, Zhao Yanting also smiled slightly and talked about another big force of Ci Tong.
"Speaking of which, we have other local troubles. These troubles and the Chain Gang support each other, which is exactly what Zhang Shouxiang is responsible for.
"But about the chaos of religion?" "Exactly." Zhao Yanting nodded and continued: "In Citong, there have always been two folk esoteric sects operating secretly.
One branch is called White Shi and the other is called Ni. "White Shi Sect? Ni Shi Sect?" Zhang Rongfang repeated, "Is this White Shi Sect related to the Black Shi Sect?
"Exactly, the White Cross Sect is extremely large and is the state religion of Western countries. It is said that even their kings must first accept the ceremony of their pope when they succeed to the throne.
Zhao Yanting explained, "The Black Ten Sect was originally a branch of the White Ten Sect. After surrendering to my Great Spirit, it changed its name and developed independently.
As for the counter-sect, it is much weaker than the White Shi Sect. Its destructive power is also weak, but no matter how we encircle and suppress it, it is like a tarsus that cannot be removed.
The top priority is to suppress the forces of the White Ten Sect first. "The princess must have planned this matter for a long time. Lord Governor, don't worry, it won't take long for it to be effective.
"Zhang Rongfang consoled him. "This is natural. Since Princess Yongxiang is here in person, these thieves and bandits must be like chickens and dogs on the beach, and they will be wiped out by the waves.
Zhao Yanting smiled and nodded. Of course, that's what he said, but only the devil knows what he was thinking.
Each of these talented individuals has already perfected their acting skills. Zhang Rongfang has little experience and cannot tell the truth from the lie. They are just talking nonsense with him.
The long motorcade slowly began to approach the city.
When he was still a few hundred meters away from Erythrina japonica, Zhang Rongfang saw the scenery ahead from a distance. On the wide flat land, stood a borderless city of different colors, different heights, and different architectural styles.
There were no city walls, just blocks of buildings that looked like puzzle pieces. Many of them were architectural styles that he seemed familiar with in his previous life. European style, Arabic style, simple Nordic style, stone castles, churches, etc.
Spires, domes, flat roofs, polygonal roofs, all kinds of buildings reflect different colors of light in the sun.
This is a colorful and dazzling city. The official roads are getting wider and wider, and the roads are gradually becoming paved with thick white stone slabs.
There are trees of unknown species planted according to proportion on both sides. The shade of the trees hangs down, and many passers-by stop to enjoy the shade and rest.
Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath and smelled the increased moisture in the air, which contained a hint of salty smell. As the road got closer to the city.
On the flat land outside the official roads on both sides, more and more buildings gradually began to appear. Most of the houses were residential buildings, and most of the buildings were inns and restaurants.
As the distance got closer, the surrounding roads converged, and more and more people passed by. The officers and soldiers opening the road in front began to beat gongs to remind passers-by to give way.
Zhang Rongfang sat on the carriage and glanced along the road. Wherever he saw people with white skin, black skin, and yellow skin, the three skin colors were so different that people with yellow skin were no longer the majority.
Many people have curly blond hair, or red hair, or brown hair, and blue eyes or green eyes. At first glance, they have the appearance of Western Husi people.
"Speaking of which, there is a joke about me, Erythronium sinensis. Zhao Yanting on the side said.
Seeing Zhang Rongfang looking at him, he continued: "It is said that a wealthy businessman from Italy came to our country for the first time. He hired a translator and stayed at an inn.
That night, he suddenly woke up from hunger and remembered to go out to find food. You know, my great spirit has no curfew, so he went out.
Before leaving, the hired translator was too sleepy, so he designated a street for him and asked him to find food on this street. Otherwise, he would easily get lost.
"The wealthy businessman agreed." Zhao Yanting laughed. "But when he went out, he found that the food on that street was not to his liking.
But the small shop on the opposite street smelled very good. So he thought, I will just go a little distance away and be back soon.
Then, he went..." "What was the result?" Zhang Rongfang asked. "As a result, the wealthy businessman got nothing." Zhao Yanting said with a smile. "Why is this?"
"Because the language spoken on that street is completely different to him and he doesn't understand. The people there only sell food to people who speak their own language.
Zhao Yanting explained. This is the current situation of our country, Citong. What Mr. Zhang doesn’t know is that there are 132 recorded languages in the entire Citong area.
Hundreds of countries from around the world have gathered here, and the truth is not a lie, and it may even be a lie. And among these people.
There are many strongmen and masters among those who come and go. Once they do evil, they will succeed and run away. There is nowhere to catch them, no one to catch them, and they are impossible to guard against. Zhang Rongfang nodded clearly.
He also had a preliminary understanding of the chaos in this place. Such an area is indeed extremely difficult to control, but what does this have to do with him? He is just here to make soy sauce, as long as there is a place where he can refine alchemy and practice.
Putting these thoughts aside, Zhang Rongfang and the governor continued to chat, and they were chatting and laughing. The motorcade slowly entered the city of Citong. It felt like entering the International Exhibition Park, with houses of different styles mixed in on the roadside.
Western mercenaries, arrogant armored swordsmen, sea sailors with red noses and swords, and nobles in white pantyhose riding tall horses.
There are also traditional Saudi women covered in white gauze, with only their eyes exposed. Apart from these, the most conspicuous ones should be the Daling officers and soldiers responsible for maintaining order.
The average height of each one is 1.8 meters. They are all wearing white armor, carrying crossbows and quivers on their backs, and holding iron spears and single-arm shields. Through the T-shaped gap under the helmet, you can see the eyes, nose and mouth exposed inside.
The equipment was very luxurious, but these officers and soldiers stood lazily on the spot one by one, not paying much attention to anything, like sculptures. Zhang Rongfang even saw many of them dozing off.
Bang! Suddenly a blue firework exploded in the sky on the right side. Looking at the direction, it should be an area a few streets away. A shouting sound came from afar.
"The sky is dead! Gods and Buddhas are lurking! We warriors! Why should we fear death! If we want to break free, we can only rebel!!" "Aliens control the government and oppress the people of the world! All those with blood should stand up and raise a cry to resist! !"
The voice was not one person shouting, but many people shouting one after another. There were men and women, old and young. The number of people was not small, but not too many. There were only about ten people.
Zhang Rongfang frowned and looked at Zhao Yanting and the other officials. He found that no one cared. It was as if this happened every day and he had long been used to it.
"It's okay, these are people who rebel against the religion. They shout slogans everywhere every day. They run very fast and we can't catch them. If things go on like this, we won't bother to pay attention to them.
Zhao Yanting said with a smile. No one cares what they say anyway. "..." Zhang Rongfang glanced at the direction of Princess Yongxiang's carriage and found that there was also no movement there.
He listened to the shouts in his ears, and suddenly and inexplicably thought of worshiping gods in his heart. These people...the rebels... seemed to know something. The shouts did not last long, and they only shouted seven or eight times, and then quickly left.
,leave.
No one cared about what the people around him should do. Zhang Rongfang thought of the joke the governor just said. If the joke was true, then the shouting just now was indeed useless... because not many people could understand it.
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It is unimaginable that there are hundreds of languages in one city... Soon, the team arrived at the reception area specially set up by Ci Tong - Yuanxingju.
The name is very small, it is just a one-bedroom apartment with bridges and flowing water, which is the special charm of people in South China. As soon as Zhang Rongfang moved in, he immediately took people out and went to the drugstore to inquire.
It was Yongxiang's business to keep the religion and suppress the chaos. He had to find what he needed first. This time, there was no Master Chongxuan to cause trouble, so it turned out to be smooth sailing.
He found a drugstore at the foot of Yuanxingju Mountain, which looked good in specifications, and ordered a hundred-year-old red Ganoderma lucidum to be delivered the next day.
After ordering the medicinal materials and preparing the medicine, Zhang Rongfang immediately began to look for a suitable place for alchemy. Such a place needs to have broad terrain, no one around, and running water.
Zhang Rongfang wandered around for a while, but before he could find anyone, he first met the owner of Hexingguan, a local Taoist temple who came to pay a visit.
"I am a poor Taoist, I am late to pick you up, please forgive me. In Yuanxing Residence, in the courtyard where Zhang Rongfang lives. Zhang Rongfang is sitting on a futon under the tree,
He looked closely at the old man in front of him. The old man's skin was wrinkled, like the bark of an old tree, and his two old eyes were also cloudy. He seemed to have a high degree of presbyopia.
Although he was sitting on the left side of the courtyard, this person clasped his fists in the middle. "Master, there is no need to be polite. There is no distinction between high and low in our sect."
Zhang Rongfang stood up and responded gently. "When Daozi entered the city, did he hear someone who rebelled against the religion in the city shouting loudly?" Qianqiu Laodao suddenly asked.
Exactly, I don’t know what they mean by shouting. What does this counter-sect have to do with my Taoism?" Zhang Rongfang asked. He didn’t know what this person meant when he mentioned counter-sect when he came.
"Taozi knows that this counter-religion is claiming everywhere that the gods worshiped by the Da Ling sects are all evil thieves.
Important people will never join any sect other than theirs. I, the Taoist sect, went out to preach and lecture before, and I was attacked by them. Then it was nothing." Qianqiu Taoist sighed.
"In other words, if I come here and want to revitalize our religion, I will inevitably encounter opposition from the counter-sect and cause conflicts?" Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly.
"Exactly." Qianqiu nodded. "So I ask Daozi to be careful about his own safety." "Thank you for the reminder." Zhang Rongfang nodded, and then he asked the other party if he had any alchemy furnaces to buy.
After receiving the confirmed information, he was allowed to leave. After the Qianqiu Taoist left completely, Chen Han in the courtyard suddenly made a sound.
"Daozi, speaking of the counter-sect, I've come across some of it before. I suggest you be more careful.
"How do you say that?" Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly. Chen Han's inner magic spirit allowed him to take the initiative to remind him, which shows that the other party takes this matter very seriously. 'That's it.
"Chen Han explained that although the Great Spirit today mainly focuses on worshiping gods, it was not the case many years ago. At that time, everyone followed the path of the ultimate martial arts master.
Although the main body has changed now, some of these people are still lingering in various places. They believe that worshiping gods will be controlled by gods and Buddhas and become their puppets.
He couldn't control his life and death, so he always insisted on practicing martial arts by himself. "You mean, this counter-sect is such a powerful force?" Zhang Rongfang's heart moved, this counter-sect seemed to be very similar to what he thought.
"Exactly." Chen Han nodded, "Actually, this group of people, with Dongzong as the last mountaintop. Not long ago, Dongzong was completely defeated and was about to disappear in the long river of history and be completely eliminated.
Without worshiping gods, relying solely on the human body, not talking about lifespan, just physical strength, sword wounds, a hidden arrow, and a dose of poison can kill people.
He sighed: "And even if you practice to the extreme and become a master, you still can't break through the limits of your body. If you are hit by a gun, you still can't resist it. If you hit a vital point, you will definitely die.
"Then why are some masters at the master level extremely powerful? If worshiping gods can quickly increase the growth rate, as long as you step into the master class, you still have hope of fighting, right?" Zhang Rongfang asked the doubts he had always had.
"It's just that you don't die after defeat. And... among all the masters, which one doesn't have a background force behind him?" Chen Han replied in a deep voice.
"For ordinary people, a master is the limit and the pinnacle.
But for worshiping gods, the three-dimensional super-grade in the spiritual network can double the all-round quality after worshiping gods.
When the two fight against each other, Lingluo can lose many times, but the master can only rely on skills to deal with it. As long as he makes one mistake, he will definitely die.
Tell me, is it the master who is stronger, or..." Chen Han's words made Zhang Rongfang fall into deep thought. Combined with the rebellious teaching just now... he suddenly felt that this place of Citong... was somewhat interesting... He would
There is a high probability that coming here is not an accident.