Chapter 604 Golden Carriage
Borg took the human pill and led everyone into the tent.
This tent, nestled beneath the towering pillar of light, was a palace-like complex. Its white walls, built against the mountainside, were clearly layered and arranged in an orderly fashion. At the foot of the walls lay many low houses, their colors darker.
The high above and the low below form a very sharp contrast in color.
Borg did not even settle in the low house. He raised his hand and a soul card shattered behind him. Countless strong winds automatically gathered from all directions and condensed into a flowing entity under everyone, as if forming a carriage made of wind.
The carriage crossed the sky and soon stopped at an open space on the top of the palace wall, and the gathered wind dispersed it.
At this time, they were already at the bottom of the pillar of light that reached the sky.
When viewed from a close distance, the beam of light is even more visually stunning.
Looking up, the golden pillar of light, so vast it resembled a high, flat wall, rising from the top of the palace and sinking into the clouds. Countless shadowy figures of Buddhas seemed to be visible within the clouds, and as I looked closely, I could hear the faint sound of chanting.
In the light column, countless tiny characters were suspended. Those were the scriptures taught by Changsheng himself. There seemed to be some kind of power hidden in every word.
"Ambassadors, this is... the Tongtian Pagoda," Borg introduced with a smile. "This Tongtian Pagoda connects the nine great tents. Entering it will take you to any level of the Longevity Tent. Furthermore, this Tongtian Pagoda is the foundation for the Longevity Tent's stability, a Mahayana Dharma instrument personally laid by Changsheng."
Qiu Jindong nodded: "It's really spectacular."
"It's naturally wonderful to have caught the eye of the ambassadors." Borg's smile remained unchanged. "Well... Logically, Chi Leihu offended you all, and I should have hosted a banquet to entertain you and apologize. But... hey, the Grand Master is really in a hurry and wants to see you all, so I hope you will forgive me for any shortcomings in my hospitality."
"Bozhen Kingdom doesn't need to care."
"Then, please come in." Borg extended his hand and invited him. "I have already adjusted the Tongtian Pagoda. As long as you step into it now, you can directly reach the Great King's Court."
Qiu Jindong and Yu Cang looked at each other.
Then, without hesitation, several people took a step forward and stepped into the column of light.
…
The unclear murmur suddenly grew louder in his ears. Yu Cang's sight was completely enveloped by the golden Buddha's light. Apart from the light, he could no longer see anything else, which made the murmur in his ears seem clearer.
Those whispers should be chanting or singing, but unfortunately they are too vague and Yu Cang cannot understand the meaning.
This state only lasted for a short time. Soon, the sound of chanting in my ears gradually weakened. At a certain moment, a golden light appeared in front of my eyes, accompanied by a very long chanting, and my vision suddenly became clear!
Boom!
A dull bell sounded from a distance. Yu Cang looked around and his eyes widened slightly.
I thought the palace in the ninth tent was already extremely magnificent, but after arriving at the Great King's Court, I truly saw what the ultimate hunting palace was.
They were standing on a hexagonal platform guarded by palace walls. A golden pillar of light rose from the ground behind them. Yu Cang looked around. Snow-white buildings stretched out along the line of sight, and they were like mountains, high and low. Even if he looked far away, he could not see where the end was.
The sunlight that fell in was also refracted by the snow-white walls, and even formed a rainbow-like mist in the sky, which looked like the scenery of heaven.
No...that's not sunlight.
Yu Cang looked up at the sky. There were still thick layers of clouds above his head. But unlike the oppressive feeling in the ninth tent, when he looked up here, he could clearly feel the golden light surging behind the clouds, like the sun, shining in all directions.
There are occasional cracks in the clouds, and the light shines through, forming paths of light in the air, which looks very sacred.
Golden Buddha shadows are scattered in the clouds, each with a bright Buddha light and a smiling face, as if overlooking all living beings.
Yu Cang narrowed his eyes slightly.
That so-called Buddha kingdom... is probably above the clouds.
Similarly, the sun transformed by Changsheng should also be in that position.
There, lies the corpse of a being beyond mythology. The energy contained within it is terrifying. The hunters have been demanding and utilizing it for thousands of years, but until now, there is still no sign of its exhaustion.
This is the foundation of the entire hunting tribe's nation, and it is also the confidence of the national teacher to dare to exercise dictatorship.
It is so important that once it is lost, the hunter tribe will definitely suffer a great loss... But it is beyond mythology. Once it turns into a star, it will be as stable as a star. On the blue planet, there is basically nothing that can quickly destroy the sun.
However, it would be a waste of such great power if it were only used for destruction.
Yu Cang's eyes fell on Lou Yan who was standing beside him.
After arriving at the first tent, Lou Yan's eyes were always complicated.
He looked at the nearby buildings, his eyes filled with sadness, pity, and even more emotions.
Yu Cang understood very well.
At the foot of the Great King's Court, the First Tent resembled a veritable paradise of gold and jade. At least judging by the scenery, it was truly extravagant and magnificent. Yu Cang rarely saw anything of this scale in Yan Country.
Before Lou Yan went out, he might have thought that everything in the Changsheng Tent was like this, except that the degree of prosperity might be slightly different.
Coming back here at this moment, he must be feeling emotional.
Obviously, although this first account looks good,...hidden behind it are generations of oppression.
Isn't the tent magnificent? No matter how magnificent it is, it still needs a builder.
The soul card master would certainly not do such a thing himself - after all, there is a more convenient option that can be thrown away after use.
Yu Cang raised his hand and patted Lou Yan's shoulder.
His gaze passed over a few people and looked behind him.
That was the end of their journey.
The Great King's Court!
In a white palace, the Great King's Court rises abruptly, and the outer palace wall is as thick as a city wall. One can see that in the center of the axis of symmetry, a long staircase goes up all the way to the foot of a palace.
That was the only gold in the palace.
Obviously, that is where the national teacher is - the Golden and Jade Palace!
The Golden Jade Palace was built on the hillside, halfway up a high mountain. This mountain was so high that its top was invisible, piercing straight into the clouds, even seeming to touch the brightest part of the clouds.
That place must be Lingguang Mountain.
This is the layout of the first tent.
The other buildings are scattered in low places, with only two protruding high points.
One of them is the high platform at the foot of the Tongtian Pagoda, which faces the Great King's Court and overlooks most of the tents.
The second is Lingguang Mountain and the Golden and Jade Palace.
The two are relatively close, and the Golden and Jade Palace is, after all, a little taller than the Tongtian Pagoda.
Boom!
The bell rang again, and the Buddha's light in the air seemed to be dazzling for a moment. Yu Cang narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt a flash in front of his eyes. When his vision recovered again, he suddenly saw that there was a carriage in the sky?
This carriage is so ostentatious that I don’t know if it can even be considered a carriage.
Sixteen war horses, each with different expressions, neighed silently, dragging a vast carriage as big as a palace, suspended in mid-air. Under the Buddha's light, they looked like gods.
And the most exaggerated thing is... that palace-like carriage is actually made of gold!
No one knew what breed those war horses were. Their muscles were dark red, but their manes looked like golden threads. They stood with their heads held high in the air, and their saddles and hooves were all made of pure gold.
Such a carriage appeared out of thin air in front of several people, and slowly landed on the edge of the platform.
At the front of the carriage stood a figure, dressed in a robe inlaid with gold and jade, which shone brilliantly. When he saw the few people, a kind smile appeared on his face.
"Welcome the envoy from Yan Nation... to visit my Changsheng Tent."
The man's eyes swept over several people one by one, lingering only briefly on Lou Yan.
Then he said:
"I am Sajue, the state teacher of the Hunter Tribe. Since Emperor Khan is ill and unable to meet him, I will serve in his place."
Hearing this, the expressions of several people changed quietly.
Is this... the legendary National Master Sa Jue?
Also, the mastermind behind everything?
…
Several people boarded the golden carriage.
Inside the carriage, there was pure gold everywhere, but there were many blankets hanging in it for decoration.
After getting on the car, Qiu Jindong and Sa Jue went to the quiet room to chat. A young-looking man took the rest of the people to rest aside.
During the conversation, we learned that this man's name was Sachan... Since they both had the surname Sa, he might be Sajue's child.
After Sachan led the group to the lounge, he stood at the doorway with his arms folded, not saying a word. He showed no interest in talking to anyone who came to talk to him.
Yu Cang also understood.
After all, theoretically speaking, if Sachan's brother or younger brother died in their hands, it would be strange for them to have a good face.
So they ignored him.
"Damn, this is really made of gold..." Wen Ren Ge's exclamation came from the side.
"... President, don't make that expression." Gu Jieshuang couldn't bear to watch it.
Look at the corners of his mouth, they are almost reaching his ears!
She was very skeptical and her mouth would start watering soon!
"This... How can you blame me for this?" Wen Renge wiped his face. "There are so many! They're all made of gold... How much would they sell for?!"
Although I really want to condemn this behavior as pure nouveau riche behavior, there is really a lot of gold.
Moreover, the workmanship and aesthetics of this carriage are also online.
There are details in every place, and it is not a simple pile-up.
Add to that some carpets, hanging ornaments, etc., and you won’t get aesthetically fatigued no matter how long you look at it.
On the side, Yu Cang looked around and clicked his tongue twice.
He was not impressed by the extravagance of the golden carriage.
In fact, with his current wealth, if he really wanted such a golden carriage... he could definitely afford it, and there would be plenty of people willing to design and manufacture it for him.
Yu Cang himself is not quite sure how much money he has now.
In addition to cash, he seemed to have taken over many of the Duan family's businesses in the imperial capital... I can't remember exactly.
Even if he couldn't actually afford it, he could sell a few soul cards and then he would be able to afford it.
However, for Yu Cang now, money is no longer important to him.
Gold, no matter how rare it is, is just a decoration. What he was amazed at now was the rhythm engraved on this carriage.
He raised his hand and brushed his fingers across the golden wall. There were many fine lines on it, and as his fingers brushed across it, it lit up with a golden glow.
There is no doubt that this carriage is a totemic creation... otherwise, it would not fly in the air out of thin air.
And those sixteen war horses outside... if I'm not mistaken, they should all be wild beasts, not summoned beasts.
The rhythmic patterns on this carriage are quite complex, and there are many places that are not used, or even exist simply for show.
Judging from the limited space, the hunting tribe is indeed a civilization that has lasted for thousands of years, and its strength should not be underestimated.
His fingertips slowly brushed across the wall and stopped at the window sill.
Yu Cang's expression changed slightly, and he looked outside through the window of the carriage.
The carriage was flying high in the sky, far from the ground, but with Yu Cang's eyesight, he could barely see clearly - above the ground, countless hunters were kneeling on the ground facing them, constantly bowing their heads and muttering something, but no one knew what they were saying.
They were kneeling down in front of the carriage.
Yu Cang's eyes moved slightly. He turned his head and found that Lou Yan was also leaning on the window, looking at the scenery below.
"Lou Yan, what do you think?"
"I……"
Lou Yan pursed his lips.
"I've seen scenes like this before, and back then I just thought it was hilarious. Now, I really want them to stand up... and stop kneeling."
Yu Cang smiled: "Very good."
He looked up into the distance. The Great King's Court was getting closer and closer, as was Lingguang Mountain.
After coming here, La's calculations became more convenient. Just now, he sent a message to himself through the Starry Sky Vision, and it seemed that he had found a way to communicate with the immortal power on the top of Lingguang Mountain.
However, it will take some time.
There is still plenty of time. There are still a few days before the Royal Court Martial Arts Tournament, which should be enough.
…
aside.
Sachan leaned against the wall with his arms folded, squinting his eyes, observing the movements of several people.
It was them... who killed my second brother.
He couldn't avenge his second brother until his father spoke.
However, he believed that the day of revenge would not be far away.
The fist pressed under the arm has been quietly clenched.
Speaking of which.
snort.
Are the people of Yan really so naive?
Wen Ren Ge, who was asked by his father to be under special observation, looked like a poor and unpromising person. Even a three-year-old child in the royal court would not show such a disappointing look.
Yu Cang’s eyes were almost popping out of his head... Humph, what a shame.
I really don’t know how Madam Yu could call such a person “Young Emperor”.
He narrowed his eyes to hide his flickering gaze.
At this time.
Crash...
The door was pushed open, and Sa Jue and Qiu Jindong walked in.
Both of them were smiling, and it seemed that the negotiation went smoothly.
"Everyone seems very interested in my carriage." Sa Jue said cheerfully, "Then, I can give this carriage to you."
(End of this chapter)
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