Magic Item Master

Chapter 117 Conceptual Barriers
This is not a random classification, but a division based on the power of faith that Sudra believers can provide every day.

First of all, general believers can provide 1 point of power of faith to the gods every day, but this kind of believers can supply five gods at the same time. Although they are the lowest level believers, they are the most ideal believers in Zhang Sen's heart.

Followed by shallow believers, this kind of believers can provide 2 points of power of faith for the gods, but they often already have a single object of belief, but occasionally change their beliefs to get the gods they want.

Then there are devout believers, who can provide 3 points of power of faith for the gods every day. The object of belief is single and rarely changes the object of belief, and they are often very pious.

Then there are the fanatics, who provide 4 points of power of faith to the gods every day. Fanatical belief in the gods, it is almost impossible to reverse the object of belief, and they have the opportunity to become the followers of the gods after death.

Finally, the orthodox believers provide 5 points of power of faith for the gods every day. They are not fanatical believers in the gods, but they coincide with the ideas of the gods. It can be said that they are like-minded existences with the gods. Ability similar to that of a god.

For example, the orthodox believers of Indra often use some abilities similar to the thunder in the palm, and the orthodox believers of the wind god Vayu can manipulate the wind to a small extent.

Under normal circumstances, the high priests are orthodox believers, while fanatics are responsible for maintaining the dignity of the gods. If someone offends the gods and insults the gods, they will punish them.

Amida is currently only a devout believer, while the fat man in front of Zhang Sen is only a general believer.

Zhang Sen discovered a strange phenomenon very early on. Priests of Brahmin background can communicate with gods, but their level of belief is not as good as that of ordinary people.

At present, in the human world, there are already many fanatics who believe in the God of Wisdom, but there is not a single Brahmin. Instead, Kshatriya and Vaishya have the largest number, followed by Sudras, and finally Brahmins.

At first, Zhang Sen suspected that the Brahmans were too close to the gods, and because of the distance, they lost their awe, so their beliefs were not pious enough.

But later he discovered that this was not the case, but that Brahman's spiritual power was even stronger.

If it is the real world, the caste system is undoubtedly absurd. How can the same human beings be divided into three, six, and nine classes.

But this is the world of Indian mythology, and everything that is unreasonable will be rationalized. Human beings are also born from Brahma, and they are born into different classes.

Brahmans are born able to communicate with gods, and it is also easier to cultivate into immortals.

And Kshatriya is born stronger and taller than people of other castes, and he is also brave.

It can be said that this is a world of blood.

Brahmans are strong in spirit, which means that their ego is stronger, they are less likely to be influenced by others, and it is also more difficult to completely believe in others, even if the object is a god.

Zhang Sen was invited by the fat man to a mud house, and the servants brought melons and fruits.

"I wonder if the immortal can tell me his name?" the fat man asked respectfully.

Zhang Sen thought for a while and replied, "You can call me Taoist Sanmu."

"Master Miki, I don't know why you came to our Abe Hiro clan this time? If there is anything we can do, please tell us." The fat man immediately said respectfully.

Some people may think it is nonsense, a person of unknown origin appears in their village, not only is not vigilant, but also respectfully waits for the other party to order them, and does not resist at all.

But this is the world of Indian mythology, and it is a very ancient era.

In this era, the gods sometimes appear and sometimes disappear, there are dragons and asuras haunting the earth, immortals hide in the barren mountains to practice mana, and Lunairo, who has not yet become Shiva, wanders in the wilderness and mountains.

The fat priest knew very well that no matter whether Zhang Sen was an immortal or an asura, he was not something he could resist, so he was so respectful.

And his basis is only the clothes on Zhang Sen's body. Even the king doesn't have such clothes, how can ordinary people have them.

Zhang Sen picked up a fruit and took a bite, frowned and said, "Gather all your family members, and then select three people from each clan of Kshatriya, Vaishya, and Sudra, and bring them here."

"Follow your will!" The fat man bowed immediately.

After the fat man left, Zhang Sen spit out the fruit in his mouth. The fruit was astringent and crying, and the taste was really unpalatable.

But here is only a small group, the number of people does not exceed one hundred, these fruits are probably the best things the other party can produce, after all, the human beings in the human world have just learned farming from him, and many technologies have not yet been passed on. to this fringe.

About 10 minutes later, the fat priest came with a group of people, about 30 of them.

Zhang Sen looked at the fat man unexpectedly, and the fat man laughed and said, "This is my wife Amada, this is my wife Sida, this is my wife Maiboluo, this is my wife..."

Ok.

Fatty alone has nine wives, and a bunch of children.

Zhang Sen asked them to sit on the open space, then took out his laptop and started playing various song and dance performances.

All of a sudden, Fatty and the others were attracted by the pictures on the computer, watching with wide-eyed eyes, and some even sweated more the more they watched.

Suddenly, a dark-skinned man knelt on the ground trembling, and said: "Immortal, please don't lock me in, please forgive me!"

Then other people knelt on the ground one after another, and the fat man said loudly that he didn't know these things at all, please spare his family.

Zhang Sen looked at these people speechlessly, he just wanted to let them watch the song and dance performance, and then choose the one he likes the most.

Who knew that these people thought wrongly, thinking that laptops are like cages that can lock people in, and misunderstood that Zhang Sen was going to imprison them.

"Everyone get up!" Zhang Sen took a deep breath and continued.

The fat priest raised his head slightly, looked at Zhang Sen with tears in his eyes, and said, "Taoist Sanmu, my whole family is devout believers of the God of Wisdom, please forgive us for the sake of the great God of Wisdom."

"If you don't get up again, don't blame me for not forgiving you!" Zhang Sen said coldly, the veins on his forehead protruding slightly.

He really wanted to complain about this fat man, he was so shameless, he was obviously just a general believer, but he actually said that he was a devout follower of the God of Wisdom, could he be thicker?

In fact, the most devout among these people is the tall and handsome man. At least when the other party prostrates on the ground, he will directly increase his faith by 3 points. That is the real devout man.

"I just hope that you can help me evaluate the performances of these people. Whose performance do you like to watch more, and you will not do anything bad to you." After these people scattered one by one, Zhang Sen said seriously.

The fat priest breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid that Zhang Sen would deceive him. After all, Zhang Sen was obviously much stronger than them. If they really wanted to do something to them, they would not have the ability to resist.

It's finally time to start.

These people watched the performance on the computer screen, all of them expressionless. They couldn't understand what these people were doing at all. A group of strange people jumped and jumped and shouted strangely.

But the fat man watched it with gusto, especially when watching female celebrities, his saliva almost flowed out.

After the broadcast, Zhang Sen looked at the crowd and said, "Let's talk about your views."

"Great Immortal, these people dance really well, especially those white thighs, I'm dazzled by them." The fat priest said very frankly.

Zhang Sen glanced at Fatty, and then at Fatty's wives. He believed that Fatty was telling the truth. After all, all of Fatty's wives had big waists and thick legs. The flirtatious sluts in the movie are completely different.

"Master Miki, can you please show us what these are? I think those people are jumping and jumping, it's so strange." The big handsome guy said.

Zhang Sen looked at the fat priest, who immediately introduced: "He is Lililuo, the only Kshatriya here."

"Li Liluo, are they strange?" Zhang Sen looked at Li Liluo and asked.

Li Liluo nodded and said: "It's very strange, and I feel that their strength is very weak, their breath is also very messy, and their words are also very strange."

At that time, there was no concept of dancing and singing, so in his eyes, these people were like weirdos, jumping and jumping and yelling indiscriminately with their mouths open.

Zhang Sen realized this and knew that the human beings in the human world must first understand the dance and song through the priests, otherwise they would not be able to enjoy the performance at all.

"Daxian, I think they speak very nicely, just like birds in the morning." A little girl said innocently.

Zhang Sen looked at the little girl, nodded and said, "This is called singing."

"Singing? What is the song?" The fat priest asked curiously. He found that Zhang Sen's temper was not as violent as other immortals, so he asked boldly.

Zhang Sen thought for a while and replied: "This is a special way of preaching, even the gods will love it."

"The gods will love it, no wonder it sounds so good!" Fatty said immediately.

Zhang Sen looked at the crowd and asked, "What do you think? Don't lie, you must tell the truth. If anyone tries to hide his thoughts, I will punish him severely!"

Next, everyone expressed their feelings one after another, but most of them said that they could not appreciate this kind of performance, but found it very noisy.

Aesthetics cannot be cultivated in a day or two. Zhang Sen knew that he overestimated the human's ability to accept art in the Indian mythological world.

In the past, when he read online novels, the protagonists traveled to other worlds. Even in alien worlds without cultural soil, they could easily convince the natives of other worlds with the culture of the earth. Now it was his turn to realize that this was pure nonsense.

Different cultures and different concepts are actually like a barrier.

(End of this chapter)