Respectfully ask Your Majesty to kill the immortal

Chapter 151 Fighting Immortals
After the big ship set sail, with the flag given by the Momeng hanging on the bow, the journey went smoothly.

Xu Mochen didn't miss the scenery along the way. Although the ship was big, most of its sailing locations were near the sea. Occasionally, it was seen that the water monsters were wandering around, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But looking at the deep sea in the distance, you can see all kinds of water monsters coming to the sea to patrol the sea from time to time.

Thinking about it carefully, the world belongs to the sphere of influence of the human race, which is really limited.

With thoughts, coupled with Gu Jinge's injury, the journey was a bit dull.

After more than ten days, the ship finally approached Danzhou in the south.

Danzhou in the south is actually an island, and the area is not small in terms of the senses of the human race.

As he approached, Xu Mochen saw that there were densely packed ships near the port.

The style is also different, the big dry style is easy to recognize, and the rest are exotic styles.

In this era, due to the slow transmission of information between human races, the so-called imperial power actually came to such a remote area, and no one cared.

On the contrary, immortal cultivators should have penetrated deeply in the local area.

There is also the exchange of foreign countries. Before Daqian, the policy of closing the door to the country was followed, but it was beyond the reach. Here in Danzhou in the south, private trade is very frequent.

"It seems that it is imperative to build a new trading port here." Xu Mochen secretly made a decision.

Tang Derun greeted them when they arrived, but of course he didn't say that the emperor came in person.

The capital is far to the north, and anyone who comes here is a high-ranking official, so the local prefect's mansion dare not neglect.

A dock was emptied early, waiting for Xu Mochen's ship to dock.

After the anchor was dropped, the planks of the ship were lowered, and Xu Mochen and his party went ashore one after another.

"My lord," an official stepped forward to salute, "My next official is Cheng Renjun, the prefect of Danzhou in the south. I have met my lord."

Xu Mochen looked at him, but this person had a righteous face, perhaps because he was close to the south, he was tanned.

This official uniform looked very old, and some places were peeled off. After sweeping it again, Cheng Renjun was followed by officials of all sizes, and it was almost the same situation.

They are all human races, there are no immortals, and it looks like their lives are not good.

"Danzhou in the south, I heard that the climate is livable, and the flowers and fruits are abundant." Xu Mochen walked forward, "The farming area should be relatively prosperous."

Cheng Renjun followed behind, and replied cautiously: "Return to my lord, it's like this.

However, Danzhou in the south is actually a big island, with limited irrigation water and some special customs, it can barely support itself. "

Xu Mochen remembered that there may be layers of exploitation by immortal cultivators: "Then trade with foreign countries."

Cheng Renjun's face was full of embarrassment, he was on the edge, and Xu Mochen from the court didn't know the news about launching the special zone and allowing foreign trade: "My lord, the national policy does not allow trade with foreign countries.

It's just that this is indeed an area similar to a border, with many business travelers traveling to and from foreign countries.

The local folk customs are unusual, and the lower officials are also powerless. "

Hearing what he said, Xu Mochen was rather curious: "Trade is not a bad thing. The imperial court can understand that it is not an order recently. Ningzhou is open, and there should be an order coming to you soon."

Cheng Renjun didn't seem very happy: "Actually... these trades are all non-governmental activities, and official uniforms have been repeatedly banned. It is almost impossible to obtain tax revenue through trade, or to be controlled by the government."

Xu Mochen stopped in his tracks: "Why do you say that?"

Cheng Renjun walked in quickly and whispered in a low voice, "Your Excellency will know when you enter the city in front of you."

Xu Mochen nodded, and the group continued to move forward.

Looking all the way to the past, smoke is curling up everywhere, and there are temples every few places.

Looking at the layout of this temple, it is not a common style in the world of immortals or Buddhist monks, but a bit like the shadow of the Netherworld.

"Strange," Shen Zhining was very sensitive to this, "Your Majesty, the scent of incense in this place is very strong.

Even in the capital city, there is no such belief in incense. "

Xu Mochen also felt it. The air was filled with the smell of incense. After staying for a long time, even his clothes carried a smell.

Entering the city, the scale of the buildings here is not bad, and the eaves are pointed, which is a common setting in the south to prevent heavy rain.

The road was crowded with people, clamoring everywhere.

Xu Mochen looked at a group of people on the left side of the road, each wearing a red belt, and about twenty people were carrying a large platform, on which stood a huge doll.

The puppet looked rather strange, it didn't have the slightest resemblance to the gods of Dagan's folk belief, and it was a bit weird.

The person who was carrying it stomped his feet while advancing, and roared: "Vulcan Vulcan Vulcan!"

On the right side of the road, there is a group of people wearing purple belts.

There were also more than 20 people, carrying another large platform, on which stood a colorful doll.

Over there shouted "Shan Shen Shan Shen Shan Shen".

Two groups of people met in the middle of the road, and no one would let the other go.

The few people who fought in the front line pushed and kneaded, but they didn't officially fight.

Just as Xu Mochen was about to ask, the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers sounded again, and a new team of people came from the other side of the road.

This time it was carrying a female doll, but its appearance was also extremely weird.

The three parties meet together, making a lot of noise and noise.

In this way, the road is basically blocked.

The people on both sides also stood at the door of their homes, or opened the windows, watching with smiles, and sometimes echoing and booing.

Xu Mochen rubbed his eyebrows: "Master Cheng, what are you doing?"

Cheng Renjun reported: "This is a local custom in Danzhou in the south. It is called 'Fighting Immortals'. It will be held on the fifteenth of every month, and it will be lively for several days."

Xu Mochen felt strange: "Is it the same when farming is busy working?"

"Yes, my lord," Cheng Renjun nodded, "This is the custom that the official just said."

So that's the case, Xu Mochen understood.

Feelings The people here are all believers.

Regardless of the wind and rain, this battle of immortals is indispensable.

For such a long time, no one has the heart to do serious work such as agriculture and commerce.

Dagan has always been more tolerant of religion.

It was originally a small country in the north, and besides the Dagan people, there were many other races mixed in there.

Now that the world is unified, there are more and more foreign races, and the beliefs and religions in different regions are also different. Xu Mochen did not force the unification.

But in general, the religions that are prevalent in Daqian originate from the world of immortality and Buddhism.

To compare with Blue Star, it is Taoism and Buddhism.

Now in Danzhou in the south, this should belong to a special religious belief.

No wonder the atmosphere of incense is strong here, and the power of faith is very strong.

The road ahead was blocked, and the crowd had no choice but to take a detour, but other places were similar.

It took a lot of time, and finally arrived at the prefect's mansion, it was already dusk.

Xu Mochen took a rough look, and there were nearly a hundred kinds of "immortals" that he looked at along the way.

This is still a city. Thinking of the entire southern Danzhou, there are so many gods.

(End of this chapter)