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Chapter 569: The Spiritual Years of the Present World

Chapter 569: The Spiritual Years of the Present World
The person who came spoke the language of the Hunter Tribe.

The tones of this language are mostly short, but when read together, there is 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 communicate efficiently without the aid of any language. But obviously, 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 spread knowledge, a newborn might not be able to touch the cutting-edge knowledge in a field throughout his entire life, let alone make any innovations.

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

"..."

Fashi's tone was filled with curiosity: "I heard that a group of envoys from Yan Country will come to the Great King's Court recently. I guess they are you, the donors?"

"...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 'God's 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 solidified, and when the opportunity came, he would immediately jump up, rush out of 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 the existence of the Desolate Sect."

He was not surprised as to why it was the Desolate Sect, but directly took over the topic naturally...

Well, this person definitely has a big problem.

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

No matter what, there must be something seriously wrong with this person!
In a flash, Qiu Jindong had made a decision.

Can't let him leave!

According to Tai Hun, 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.

Shot!

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

"My fellow benefactors, I surrender."

Qiu Jindong: “……?”

Is his murderous intent 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 as old as Yu Cang.

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

As long as I take action, the 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 it.

But, before the game even started, he voted.

Well... in that case, then it would be better to fight one less round. He is under a lot of mental pressure right now and is feeling a bit uncomfortable. It would be better not to fight if possible.

Moreover, they are completely in the dark about the internal situation of the Changsheng Tent. Now that there is a person in their hands, they can take the opportunity to gather some information.

but.

"...Since you can say the word surrender, I believe you 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 and used it directly.

"These are some necessary safeguards, you should understand."

Fa Shi smiled and nodded: "Of course."

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

"Don't resist."

Fa Shi smiled and nodded, and took the initiative to extend his wrist.

The Lock of Absolute Pressure 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 easy to use.

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

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 Soul Cards cannot be used... For Soul Card Masters, it is like a fish suddenly out of water.

Or, just 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 already sensed the terrifying power of the Absolute Pressure Lock, so his previous composure was no longer able to hold up.

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

"It's really...an interesting soul card." Fa Shi put on the Chain of Absolute Suppression and clasped his hands together. "It's an epic soul card, but I can't think of any 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 level.

As for the improvement...it has increased its toughness and basically eliminated 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 a country guardian 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."

Fa Shi 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?... It dares to be deployed directly in the blessed land. It should be a Soul Card that can be maintained for a long time, or even move autonomously, right? It's really amazing."

Fashi walked forward, stretched out his hand, and stroked the outer shell of the armed chariot, clicking his tongue. "Is it a venue?... What an amazing design."

Du Yanran frowned slightly: "Be honest, 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 never make trouble."

After that, he looked around again: "Let's not talk about that for now... Is there anything to eat? I have been hungry for nearly three days in the blessed land... Donor, you won't abuse the prisoners, right? 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.

Fa Shi'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 welcome...Aren't you afraid that we'll kill you?"

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

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

It can be seen that Fashi was really hungry. He ate and burped at the same time and almost choked himself.

"With this thing, I won't pose any threat at all, and I should still be of some use, so I won't be killed... In that case, I won't think too much about it. You can't even not allow me to 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 spiritual master of the present world."

This brings us to the hunting tribe’s state religion, the “Immortality Cult”.

This sect believes in a god named "Eternal Life"... 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 questionable. There are only some fragmentary legends that indicate that it may exist.

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

This Longevity Tent is the "Heavenly Great Wall" of the Hunter Clan, but its scope is much smaller than the Heavenly Great Wall... However, there are a total of nine floors of space in the Longevity Tent, and each floor 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, Changsheng has three thousand disciples, each of whom has unique skills. Lingsui is one of them, and he is 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 was immortal. However, every 1,111 years, Changsheng would fall into a dream from which he could not wake up.

At this time every year, 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, Lingsui's reincarnation encountered an accident - the power-hungry Lord of the Great King's Court killed Lingsui of that life. He didn't want Changsheng to wake up. As long as Changsheng didn't wake up, he would always be the Lord of the Great King's Court!

However, Changsheng was just sleeping, not dead.

There is a natural disaster in Changsheng's tent, and only Changsheng can conquer it. 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 the next reincarnation would have to wait another thousand years.

Changsheng was also angry and didn't want to wake up again. Lingsui knew that he didn't wake up Changsheng on time, so he kept reincarnating in Changsheng's tent and went to the top of Lingguang Mountain every year to recite scriptures in the hope of calming Changsheng's anger.

This spiritual age 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-up 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 bit difficult for a myth to live for three thousand years. Even Taichu has not lived to 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-Lighting Festival of Yan State.

The hunter tribe calls it "Scripture Recitation Day".

The Changsheng Tent has been closed off for a long time, and Yan Country has little knowledge of its internal situation. However, according to previous records...

Yu Cang raised his eyebrows slightly.

The day of chanting sutras 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 a "spiritual year", shouldn't Fashi be staying in the longevity tent, burning incense, eating vegetarian food, and calming his mind? Why did he run to this place, still looking for some divine grace?
rustle……

At this time.

There were footsteps behind Yu Cang, Lou Yan opened the car door and got out.

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

"Fashi...brother."

interest--

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

"Lou Yan?"

Wow!
Fa Shi quickly put away all the tactical rations, then stood up and dived in front of Lou Yan.

"You're really not dead?"

"Ah."

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?"