Chapter 569 The Spiritual Years of the Present World

The person who came spoke the language of the hunters.

The tones of this language are mostly short, but when read together, it has a solemn feeling, like chanting scriptures.

Qiu Jindong's eyes were still alert: "Are you from the Hunter Tribe?"

Since the association sent them to the Hunter Tribe, they obviously can speak the Hunter Tribe's language.

But Yu Cang didn't have that much trouble - when the monk was speaking, he had already learned all the information about the language from the Starry Sky Vision and had learned it in a very short time.

This kind of pure knowledge that has nothing to do with power simply melts in the mouth in front of the Starry Sky Vision.

If people on both sides could enter the Starry Sky Vision, they could even communicate efficiently without the aid of any language. However, it was obvious that not many people from the Hunter Clan could enter the Starry Sky Vision, so Yu Cang still needed to master some Hunter Clan language.

For a civilization like the Nameless Empire, which has existed for billions of years, the knowledge accumulated in various fields such as literature and art must be incredible. If there were no Starry Sky Vision to efficiently disseminate knowledge, a newborn might not be able to touch the cutting-edge knowledge in a field in its entire life, let alone make any innovations.

The monk still clasped his hands together and nodded. "My name is Fashi, and I'm honored to meet you all... From what you said, you all are from outside the Immortal Tent... Could you be from Yan Country?"

“…”

Fashi's tone was tinged with curiosity. "I heard that a group of envoys from Yan Nation will be arriving at the Grand Court soon. I guess they are you, the benefactors?"

"...We are indeed from Yan Country." Qiu Jindong narrowed his eyes slightly. "You just called this place... the Land of Blessing? You came to the Land of God's Condemnation to seek 'divine grace'. Are you from the Desolate Sect?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was ready for battle.

The phantom of the demon king behind Qiu Jindong was almost solid, waiting for the opportunity to come, then he would suddenly jump up, rush out from the death cooling, and subdue Fa Shi on the spot.

However, Fashi didn't seem to notice the tense atmosphere at all. He still had a kind smile on his face and clasped his hands together and said:

"No... I am a disciple of Changsheng, the current spiritual year."

"Oh?" Qiu Jindong suddenly smiled. "From what you said, you know about the existence of the Desolate Sect."

He wasn't surprised to learn that it was the Desolate Sect, but simply took up the topic...

Well, this person definitely has a big problem.

First of all, searching for the so-called "divine grace" in such a haunted place was already very suspicious, and walking alone in the middle of the night in a dangerous place surrounded by wild beasts...

No matter what, there must be something seriously wrong with this person!

Qiu Jindong made a decision in a flash.

Can't let him leave!

According to Taichu, she chose this route to avoid the hunters' tricks. Once this Dharma master exposed their whereabouts, it would be very likely that they would not be able to avoid the second half of the journey.

Take action!

Qiu Jindong's expression remained normal, but his grip on the King's Sword tightened slightly. He was about to strike without warning when he saw the monk in front of him bow slightly.

"My fellow benefactors, I surrender."

Qiu Jindong: “……?”

Is his murderous aura so obvious?

...I'm old after all.

The monk in front of him looked quite young, with very well-maintained skin, smooth and delicate, like a baby's. However, from the expression in the corners of his eyes, it could be seen that he was definitely not Yu Cang's age.

Perhaps, he was only around 30 years old, or at most 40. At this age, he was at most at level 7, about the same as Du Yanran.

As long as I take action, this monk will not have any chance to resist... He won't even be able to sense my murderous intent and will be killed without knowing what's going on.

But, before the game even started, he voted.

Well... in that case, it's better to fight one less round. He's under a lot of mental pressure right now and feels a bit uncomfortable. If he can avoid fighting, it's better not to.

Moreover, they are now completely clueless about the situation inside the Changsheng Tent. Now that someone has fallen into their hands, they can take the opportunity to gather some information.

but.

"...Since you can say the word 'surrender', you must have some understanding of the current situation."

As Qiu Jindong was speaking, Du Yanran came up behind him and took out a Lock of Absolute Pressure from his hand and used it directly.

"These are necessary safeguards, and you should understand that."

Fashi smiled and nodded: "Of course."

Du Yanran walked forward and put the Lock of Absolute Pressure on Fashi's wrist.

"Don't resist."

Fa Shi smiled and nodded, and stretched out his wrist.

The absolute pressure lock wrapped around his wrist, making a crisp "click" sound. At the same time, Fa Shi's smiling face suddenly froze.

Then, he restrained his expression and looked at the little gadget on his wrist with some seriousness.

“My mental stress…”

"This is the Absolute Pressure Lock, which can forcibly increase the mental pressure to the maximum value, so don't have any bad thoughts." Du Yanran said.

The absolute pressure lock is really useful.

For a soul card master, being under immense mental pressure is definitely more painful than death.

Of course, most of these high-level soul card masters have become accustomed to the maximum mental pressure, but even so, no one wants to try this feeling.

Once the value is full, it means that almost all methods related to the Soul Card cannot be used... For the Soul Card Master, it is like a fish suddenly out of water.

Or, like when a person leaves their phone.

This is not an exaggeration. When the mental stress reaches a certain level, some totem products will become ineffective, including personal terminals.

Obviously, Fa Shi had sensed the terrifying power of the Absolute Pressure Lock, so his previous composure was no longer able to hold.

However, he quickly adjusted himself and returned to his original kind smile.

"What an interesting soul card!" Fa Shi, wearing the Chains of Absolute Suppression, clasped his hands together. "An epic soul card, yet I can't even think of a way to crack it..."

There is relatively little room for improvement in the Lock of Absolute Pressure, so after so much research, the military has only upgraded its quality to epic.

As for the improvement...it has increased its toughness, basically eliminating the possibility of being broken free by brute force.

Even though this is just an epic card, as long as the target is locked without any defense, it will be difficult for even the guardian of the country to break free.

Forcibly increasing mental pressure is too damaging to soul card masters.

Obviously, Fa Shi discovered this, but he quickly let it go.

In fact, I feel more relaxed than before.

"In that case, I'll go in."

Fashi smiled, and then walked into the area of ​​the chariot.

He looked around, his eyes full of curiosity.

"This Soul Card can change the terrain and prevent the intrusion of wind and sand? ... To be able to deploy it directly in the blessed land, it must be able to maintain it for a long time, or even move on its own? It's really impressive."

Fa Shi walked forward, stretched out his hand, and stroked the shell of the armed chariot, clicking his tongue.

"Is it a venue? ...What an amazing design."

Du Yanran frowned slightly: "Behave yourself. Don't wander around until the suspicion on you is cleared!"

"Okay, okay." Fashi raised his hand and said obediently, "From now on, I will follow the arrangements of all the donors and will not cause any trouble."

After saying that, he looked around again: "Let's not talk about that for now... Is there any food? I've been hungry for nearly three days in the blessed land... Benefactor, you won't mistreat the prisoners, will you? I heard that Yan Country doesn't do this..."

Qiu Jindong looked Fashi up and down, and then, with a thought, the phantom of the demon king behind him faded a lot.

He walked forward, his expression having softened considerably.

"Yanran, give him something to eat."

Du Yanran nodded, reached across his waist, and took out a lot of tactical rations from a space soul card.

Fashi's eyes lit up, he took it and started to gobble it up.

Qiu Jindong looked at him for a long time before saying, "You're so polite...Are you not afraid that we will kill you?"

"Don't we have this?" Fashi raised his wrist while eating and pointed at the Absolute Pressure Lock on it.

"This... uh... (gulp)... this little thing is amazing. I don't know who made it... uh."

It was obvious that Fashi was really hungry. He ate and burped at the same time, and he almost choked himself.

"With this thing, I won't pose any threat at all. Besides, I should still be somewhat useful, so I won't be killed... In that case, I won't think too much about it. You can't even let me eat..."

On the side, Wen Ren Ge couldn't help but laugh.

Then, he slightly turned his body and whispered to Cang: "This monk is quite open-minded... If I were in this situation, I would definitely not be able to be so calm."

Yu Cang nodded but said nothing.

The information he had read before began to emerge in his mind.

Just now, the monk introduced himself and said that he was "the master of longevity, the spirit of the present world."

This brings us to the state religion of the Hunter Tribe, the "Immortality Cult."

This sect believes in a god named "Changsheng"... who is actually a mythical soul card master who rose to prominence in ancient times.

However, there are not many records about this god in Yan State, and even its authenticity is in doubt. There are only some fragmentary legends that suggest that it may exist.

According to legend, "Changsheng" lived for a total of 3,333 years old and was the most powerful and supreme god in the world. The "Changsheng Tent", an alien space that now protects the hunters, was opened up by "Changsheng" alone.

This Longevity Tent is the "Great Wall of Heaven" of the Hunter Clan, but its scope is much smaller than the Great Wall of Heaven... However, there are a total of nine layers of space in the Longevity Tent, and each layer is not small, so it should not be underestimated.

However, in the beginning, the Longevity Tent was not established to protect them.

According to rumors, there are three thousand disciples under "Changsheng", and each disciple has unique skills. "Lingsui" is one of them, and also the most special disciple.

According to the records of the hunting tribe, Changsheng only lived to be 3,333 years old. It was not because he could only live that long. As his name suggests, Changsheng is immortal. However, every 1,111 years, Changsheng would fall into a dream from which he could not wake up.

At this time, Changsheng's disciple "Lingsui" would reincarnate in the Changsheng tent, go to the highest level of the Changsheng tent, and recite scriptures on the top of Lingguang Mountain to wake up Changsheng.

After three reincarnations, Ling Sui's reincarnation encountered an accident this time - the power-hungry Lord of the Great King's Court killed Ling Sui of that life. He didn't want Changsheng to wake up. As long as Changsheng didn't wake up, he would be the Lord of the Great King's Court forever!

However, Changsheng was just sleeping, not dead.

There is a natural disaster in Changsheng's tent, which only Changsheng can conquer. This time Changsheng did not wake up in time, and the natural disaster raged in the Great King's Court, and soon almost destroyed the Great King's Court. The Lord of the Great King's Court then woke up and wanted to wake up Changsheng, but Lingsui was already dead, and he would have to wait another thousand years for the next reincarnation.

Changsheng was also angry and did not want to wake up again. Lingsui, knowing that he had not woken Changsheng on time, felt guilty, so he kept reincarnating in Changsheng's tent and went to the top of Lingguang Mountain every year to chant scriptures in the hope of calming Changsheng's anger.

This spiritual year is reincarnated from generation to generation, which is a bit like the meaning of "reincarnated child prodigy".

However, no one knows whether this record is true or just a cover made up by the Changsheng Sect to achieve the integration of politics and religion...or rather, the latter is more likely.

It is a little difficult for a myth to live for three thousand years. Even Taichu has not reached this age yet.

In short, now every year, going to Lingguang Mountain to recite scriptures in Lingsui is an important festival for the hunting tribe, and its importance is equivalent to the Fire Festival in Yan State.

The hunter tribe calls it "Scripture Recitation Day".

The Changsheng Tent has been closed off for a long time, and Yan Nation lacks knowledge of its current situation. However, judging from previous records...

Yu Cang raised his brows slightly.

The day of chanting scriptures should be coming soon.

The martial arts competition they participated in this time was held just a few days before the sutra chanting day.

After the martial arts competition, you can recite scriptures and experience the customs and habits of the hunting tribe.

On this important day, as the "Spiritual Year", shouldn't Fashi be staying in the Longevity Tent, burning incense, eating vegetarian food, and calming his mind? Why did he come here, seeking some divine grace?

rustle……

At this time.

Footsteps were heard behind Yu Cang, Lou Yan opened the car door and got out.

He looked at the back of Fashi who was eating heartily, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

"Fashi...Brother."

interest--

Fashi's voracious eating suddenly stopped, he turned his head, and his eyes gradually widened.

"Lou Yan?"

Crash!

Fa Shi quickly put away all the tactical rations, then stood up and rushed to Lou Yan.

"Are you really not dead?"

"Um."

A look of vigilance appeared on Lou Yan's face. He took a few steps back, avoided Fa Shi's hug, and came behind Yu Cang.

"You...um, what about the other brothers? How are they doing now?"

Fashi's body stiffened for a moment, and then returned to normal.

He smiled and said:

"Fortunately, everyone is fine and alive."

Lou Yan: "Hmm..."

"It seems you two know each other." Yu Cang raised his eyebrows.

Fa Shi looked over and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Who is this?"

"Yu Cang."

(End of this chapter)