Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

The bright yellow flames looked so eye-catching in the green jungle in the distance.

Even if he didn't need to scan it with his spiritual consciousness, Wang Yan believed that he would never get it wrong.

"Artillery, this is artillery."

He could clearly see the smoke filling the jungle in the distance, accompanied by the light of flames and the roar of artillery.

In this Xiaocang world, he saw something that only existed in his memory and seemed completely irrelevant. At this moment, the wonder and complexity in Wang Hao's heart were truly difficult to describe.

"artillery?"

Zhao Jie was a little confused.

Wang Hao shook his head and did not explain. Instead, he flashed and appeared in the distant sky.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Jie hurriedly followed.

But soon, the slightly pungent gray-yellow smoke rising from below made him frown, and dispersed it with a gentle wave.

Then he glanced below and roughly figured out the situation in two or three glances.

This is obviously a battlefield.

Taking the coast as the boundary, there are several huge and fierce-looking totem beasts on the coast and a group of Tupizhou savages holding javelins and shouting.

But on the sea outside the coast, there is a fleet that has some characteristics of Daoshengzhou.

At this moment, they are forming a long snake along the coast.

Each ship is equipped with a thick cast iron round pipe. Under the operation of soldiers dressed as soldiers beside the round pipe, blazing firelight is emitted from time to time, accompanied by a sound comparable to the explosion of Tianleizi and a pervasive pungent smoke.

With every roar, a red iron bead shot out slowly and landed on the totem beasts in the coastal jungle.

The totem beast's body was blown into a bloody pit.

It's just that the totem beast recovered quickly. Although it kept wailing, it returned to its original state in a blink of an eye, except that its breath was slightly drooping.

The savages' counterattack was also very timely. Bone javelins were fired at the ships off the coast. Several crew members who were holding large shields but not well protected were shot directly, and blood splashed all over the deck. .

Zhao Jie, who saw this scene, was a little surprised for a moment:

"There are also survivors in Daoshengzhou? But why did they start fighting with those in Tubizhou?"

Wang Ba, who was not far away, glanced at the cast iron round pipes on the ship, and there was a look of 'sure enough' in his eyes.

"It's really an artillery piece...it should be filled with gunpowder."

"The crews on these ships are mortals, too."

I thought secretly in my heart.

The battle below ended quickly.

After all, the firepower of one side of the fleet was too fierce. Although it could not directly kill these savages and totem beasts, it also made them lose their will to fight. They had no choice but to abandon the two totem beasts whose aura had been extremely weakened and fled in all directions.

The people on the fleet then carefully anchored and disembarked. A group of crew members held up fine iron cages with thick wrists and carefully captured the two totem beasts.

Then he happily brought the two totem beasts back to the ship. The whole process was skillful and fast. It was obviously not the first time he had done this.

This fleet did not hesitate and sailed directly to the southwest waters.

When Wang Hao saw the white mist-like steam rising from the bows of these ships, although he had vaguely expected it, he still couldn't help but his eyes became complicated.

At this moment, he had the illusion of witnessing history.

"Tan Yue, this..."

Zhaojie flew to Wang Ba's side and looked hesitantly at the fleet below.

"Let's find out first."

Wang Hao came back to his senses and without any hesitation, he once again used the power of the Yin God to penetrate the mortals in the fleet.

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes, not surprisingly:

"These people are really the descendants of Dao Shengzhou monks, but they should all be monks with very low cultivation levels."

Zhao Jie was not surprised when he heard this.

During the great flood, the three continents had a premonition that the disaster would never end, so they united to cross eastward.

Who will stay here if they are stronger at that time?

It is almost impossible for mortals to survive in the flood that even monks are afraid of. Only those low-level monks, if they are lucky and wander on the sea, may be able to survive until the flood recedes.

The crew members in this fleet are like this.

Zhaojie then said curiously:

"So are there any monks on Daoshengzhou now?"

Wang Hao recalled the little information he knew from these crew members and shook his head slightly:

"No, according to these people's memories, Daoshengzhou, like Tubizhou, has lost its spiritual energy. Even the word monk has become a legend, and few people believe it."

"Although many magic weapons, talismans, and puppets from the old era were excavated on Daoshengzhou, they are almost useless because they have no spiritual energy. Oh, no, they found some notes left by Daoshengzhou monks. Finding the preliminary ratio of gunpowder and researching many mechanical aspects can be regarded as a legacy.”

This also solved the doubts in his heart when he saw the artillery.

It is said that the gunpowder in the previous life was the product of Taoist priests when they were refining alchemy. It is normal that Dao Shengzhou monks developed this and it was carried forward by future generations.

Moreover, Dao Shengzhou monks were already proficient in many spiritual machines, puppets, and ingenious techniques. After losing their spiritual energy, the descendants would inherit and change the direction of their research. Although it was unexpected, it was also reasonable.

"The Age of Dharma Ending, this is the Age of Dharma Ending."

Although he didn't understand what kind of gunpowder or machinery Wang Ba was talking about, there was still a hint of complexity and emotion in Zhao Jie's eyes.

This is the case for Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou, and most likely it won't be any better if you come to Xituozhou.

Wang Ba didn't think so much. He just frowned and carefully felt the subtle changes around him again. Thinking of the situation in Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou, his eyes swept over the steam and artillery from the ships below, and he finally realized something:

"Rules of heaven and earth!"

"The rules of heaven and earth in these two continents are different from those in other continents."

"Is it because of the disappearance of spiritual energy?"

"Or is the disappearance of spiritual energy also the result of the change of rules?"

Since he approached Tupizhou, he already felt that something seemed wrong.

It was not until this moment, when he saw the steam and artillery, that he finally understood.

Of course, he couldn't say which rules had changed.

But he knew very well that with the development of Xiaocangjie for countless tens of thousands of years, things like steam and artillery, which are not complicated, should have been studied long ago.

After all, although mortals cannot practice, they are not unintelligent.

The reason why they have not appeared is that apart from the arrogance of the cultivators themselves and no one pays attention to them.

It is more likely that the effects of these things are limited in the spiritual environment.

When they arrived at Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou, where the spiritual energy was cut off, these things lost their restrictions and their power was highlighted.

Although he had not verified it, his spiritual sense told him that this guess was probably right.

In this way, Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou seemed more like a secret place suitable for mortals to survive.

"But... why is there such a change?"

Wang Ba couldn't help but raise this question in his heart.

"Then should we go there?"

Zhao Jie looked at the northwest direction and couldn't help asking.

Wang Ba pondered for a while and said:

"Let's go there."

Although he had learned some information from the crew's memory, he still wanted to see the changes in Daoshengzhou over the past four hundred years with his own eyes, and was more curious about what path the descendants of these monks would take when the spiritual energy was cut off.

Since the two had made a decision, they didn't delay any longer and directly passed the fleet below and flew quickly towards the southwest.

Fenglinzhou is far from Tupizhou, but the distance between Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou is much smaller.

Both of them are Divine Transformation cultivators. Even if they did not go all out, it took them less than half an hour to see Daoshengzhou.

As they got closer and closer to Daoshengzhou, the number of ships on the sea gradually increased.

They flew very high, and even if they did not hide their bodies deliberately, no one below could see them.

Soon, the two saw the harbors built on the tortuous and rugged coast. The black brick and stone harbors with the characteristics of Daoshengzhou were quite exotic.

But Wang Ba and Zhao Jie could not help but frown.

Looking across the coast.

But they did not see a complete continent, only islands of different sizes surrounded by rivers, lakes and seas with gullies.

These islands are large and cover thousands of miles, and small ones are only big enough for a mansion.

Ships were speeding across the islands.

Steam was rising, and it was very lively.

The huge waves piled up from afar, but they quietly subsided in front of these islands.

"It seems that the sea water here has not completely receded. It should be because the terrain of this continent is low."

Wang Ba glanced at the flags of different colors and patterns on the islands and said.

He was only concerned with understanding the history of Daoshengzhou before, but did not notice the changes in the environment.

Now it seems that Daoshengzhou today is somewhat similar to Zhongshengzhou, which was mostly submerged by sea water in the past.

Zhaojie also scanned these islands one by one, his ears moved slightly, and soon caught the conversations of the mortals below, and then thought:

"This place is similar to the Buddhist country of my Xituozhou, each island is a country..."

Wang Ba's eyes could not help but fall on the largest island nearby.

The surging waves nearby reached the shore and calmed down silently.

He saw the port and the dock, the steamships burning coal and emitting thick smoke, and the dock workers using pulleys and ropes to lift the cargo on the ships.

He saw trains, stations, extinguished kerosene street lamps, shops that looked slightly different from his memory but had similar functions...

Wang Ba stared at these unfamiliar yet familiar scenes.

The aura disappeared, and there were no more monks in this place.

But the era of "mortals" seemed to have quietly arrived in this corner of Xiaocangjie.

His eyes moved slightly and his sight was far away.

When he accidentally saw a sculpture standing in the center of this island city, he couldn't help but suddenly stunned:

"This is..."

It was a stone placenta statue.

Every fine line, every fold, every umbilical cord that stretched out seemed to be drawn by a craftsman who lay on the original body and pondered countless times.

It was extremely realistic and vivid.

It seemed to carry a sense of divinity.

Every passerby would naturally salute the statue respectfully.

Then a tiny, barely perceptible incense power quietly flowed into the placenta.

Looking down at the placenta statue, Wang Ba was silent for a while, and finally exhaled heavily:

"Mother Goddess...it turns out that the source of her incense is here!"

Looking up, not only this island, but all the islands in sight have such a placenta statue.

It's like the sea-fixing needles, silently guarding the islands, smoothing the huge waves from the deep sea.

He has been wondering about the source of the incense in the Kingdom of All Gods. He once thought it was in Jingyuan Continent, but when he went to the Kingdom of All Gods last time, he made a special observation and did not find many mortals.

So he thought it would be hidden somewhere in a secret place.

However, it was not until this moment, after he saw the statue of the Mother Goddess in Shengzhou, that he finally realized what was happening.

The tentacles of the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom had quietly reached Daosheng Continent at some point.

The key is that even he, the evil spirit, is also kept hidden.

Zhao Jie also saw the statue. Although he didn't recognize it, he noticed the gathering of incense and looked at Wang Ba in surprise:

"Tan Yue, could this be the evil god..."

However, what surprised him was that Wang Hao just shook his head calmly and whispered:

"Let's go first."

"Leave first? Don't look at this evil god..."

Seeing Wang Ba's calm eyes, Zhaojie's tone hesitated. Although he didn't understand the other party's intention, he still nodded:

"It seems that Tan Yue has already made a plan."

Wang Hao nodded and took a deep look at the oblivious placenta statue, with an unexplainable meaning flashing in his eyes.

"Driving the tiger to swallow the wolf...the golden cicada escapes from its shell?"

"What a great idea."

While arranging for the ‘Yin Shen’ to encourage the Wanxiang Sect to block the true warriors, he made a desperate gesture.

However, in fact, the focus has already been shifted to Daoshengzhou.

Even if the Kingdom of the Ten Thousand Gods is destroyed by Zhenwu, as long as the incense continues, the Mother Goddess will soon make a comeback in Daoshengzhou.

However, the entry of Wanxiang Sect will draw all Zhenwu's attention and buy time for the recovery of Wanxiang Kingdom.

Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight until the right time comes...

This is the plan of the Mother Goddess.

A plan that Wang Yan had never thought of before.

It's just that the Mother Goddess may not have thought that the 'Yin God' is not the Yin God...

"No one can be underestimated."

Wang Hao silently reminded himself.

Looking down, a Zhuniao Token slipped out of his sleeve silently.

The token quietly fell into the water next to the island without causing any ripples.

He once again set his sights on the coastal cities that were gradually beginning to take shape.

Quietly, he scanned the people living in it bit by bit.

Looking at their joy, anger, sorrow and joy, looking at the island where the waves are lapping but seems to be protected by invisible forces, my eyes become a little more complicated.

"The evil god...if he can really be impartial and selfless...that's not a bad idea..."

He was slightly in a trance, as if he thought of something.

"Tan Yue..."

Zhao Jie spoke carefully.

Wang Hao came back to his senses and nodded:

"Let's go."

After that, he flew towards the north first.

In the distance, there is a faint golden light, which seems to be welcoming their arrival... (End of this chapter)