In the weird second dimension of killing gods

Zheng He walked into the room and sat opposite Huo Xia. He picked up a board with a star-pulling pattern on it and said helplessly, "You are a young man full of vigor and energy, and you don't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is. I asked you to learn the star-pulling technique, but you quarreled with them instead."

Huo Xia laughed and said, "If you are not angry, why call me a young man?"

Zheng He joked, "Minister Huangfu is not a kind person. He learned from Huangfu Zhonghe of the Imperial Observatory. If you push him too far, he might use magic to deal with you!"

As he spoke, Zheng He pointed at Mars with the star-gazing board.

Mars hummed and said, "It's indeed a little scary."

In World No. 492, there are many people who are proficient in qigong and spells, and many of them appear openly. The current Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is a legendary peerless master.

It is a kind of luck to be able to hold on to Zheng He's thigh in such an environment.

"Are you scared now that you know?" Zheng He said with a smile.

Huo Xia nodded, but said firmly: "I'll dare to do it again next time!"

"why?"

"Because I'm right!"

"Even if it will be unacceptable to those who cannot afford to offend?"

"Ah."

Hearing this, Zheng He's eyes showed a satisfied look. He admired Huo Xia's persistence and perseverance, so he smiled and said, "Do you want to be less afraid?"

Huo Xia: "Is there any way to not be afraid of these sorcerers?"

Zheng He nodded and said, "As long as you learn martial arts, you won't be afraid."

Huo Xia was a little surprised, then smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't you say that I don't even have a drop of divine blood, and I don't have any talent for practicing qigong, so I can't learn your advanced qigong?"

"You really can't learn it, but I hope you can learn it." Zheng He said seriously.

Huo Xia raised her eyes and understood what Zheng He meant.

This is the true teaching.

He hopes to pass on the mantle to himself.

Huo Xia thought about it and did not agree. Instead, he sighed and said, "Godfather, you should know that my motives are not pure. I just want to use your connections and resources."

"I know, but..." Zheng He paused for a moment before saying, "You said that only I can realize your dream. I also think that only you can realize my dream. You can definitely travel around the world!"

Huo Xia asked: "Don't you want to go?"

Zheng He smiled bitterly: "Master said I don't have that fate."

"My destiny is to sail on the sea all my life and create prosperity."

"But this prosperity is like a fleeting dream, meaningless."

"His Majesty established the reign title 'Yongle' and said that he did not believe what the Junior Master said about the Ming Dynasty's fortune falling into decline and being interrupted by the Heavenly Wolf in the north. He said that the Ming Dynasty would prosper forever and this golden age would never end."

"But I feel that fate is irresistible."

"You are different."

"You don't have a destiny that you must follow. You are free, so...even if it's meaningless, even if you can't change God's will, go and see how high the sky is and how far the earth is!"

"Will you inherit my legacy?"

Huo Xia moved her lips slightly, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Zheng He.

Zheng He smiled and said, "I didn't have any dreams at first, but you talked about the ends of the earth and the earth being a ball, and talked about dreams and so on. To be honest, I was moved by you."

"The dream you're talking about is already my dream."

“You gave me dreams…”

"I won't let you refuse, son."

Hearing this, Huo Xia smiled back and bowed to Zheng He, saying, "Foster father, I wish to compete with the gods for height."

Chapter 12 Just a Stone

Forty-eight majestic ships were sailing on the sea.

This is exactly the maritime armed force that the Ming Dynasty is proud of. Each ship carries the pinnacle of technology and craftsmanship of that era.

The fleet included ships that carried the warriors on the road.

A horse ship that carries war horses for use in conquering all directions.

A sturdy warship designed specifically for ramming.

An eight-oared boat equipped with human-powered paddle wheels was used as an outpost.

And the treasure ship that attracted the most attention of the world.

The treasure ships were divided into small treasure ships of 3,000 tons and large treasure ships of 5,000 tons.

The small treasure ship is slender in shape, with a length of more than seventy meters, like a giant dragon in the ocean.

The big treasure ship is even more magnificent, with a hull length of up to 80 meters and a width greater than that of the small treasure ship, making it appear even more majestic and spectacular on the vast ocean.

This outstanding shipbuilding technology was not only unique in the world during the Ming Dynasty, but was also passed down to later generations and was called "sealed ship".

However, after losing the Three Xuans and Six Weis, the Central Plains regime could no longer find large enough wood and could no longer build such huge sailing ships.

Kangxi, who later boasted that "the Qing Dynasty was far superior to the Ming Dynasty", searched the entire country but could not find a tree as big as the pillar of the Forbidden City.

However, facing the vast ocean, even a huge fleet with more than 20,000 people will inevitably breed an indescribable monotony and boredom during the endless voyage.

Especially since the fleet is traveling in waters close to the equator.

The blazing sun burned the deck, and the heat waves made everyone on board feel as if they were in a furnace, with an irrepressible feeling of irritation welling up in their hearts from time to time.

But in this seemingly dead and dull environment, Huo Xia did not feel bored at all.

This was because Zheng He had carefully arranged a series of fulfilling and tiring activities for him.

Every morning, as the dawn breaks over the sea, Huo Xia begins his rigorous martial arts training to strengthen his body and will.

Next, he will devote himself to the study of astrology, hydrology, military strategy, philology and other knowledge.

In the afternoon, even though the ship was swaying with the waves, Huoxia still insisted on practicing riding on the deck.

When night fell and the stars were shining brightly, he would observe the stars with the officials of the Ministry of Rites and follow Zheng He's personal guidance to gradually become familiar with and master every aspect of navigation so that he could independently command the Ming Dynasty's huge fleet in the future.

Day after day, such heavy study tasks and work pressure are undoubtedly a spiritual tempering and test for ordinary people.

But for Huo Xia, he dealt with them one by one with surprising tenacity and optimism.

He doesn't mind cheating, but he prefers the feeling of working hard.

Huoxia's figure becomes more resolute and upright with every dawn and dusk, just like a treasure ship sailing on the sea, which always maintains its direction and determination to move forward no matter how fierce the wind and rain are.

“This is a hard worker.”

Looking at Huo Xia's hard-working back, Hou Xian opened his eyes slightly and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"When I first met Huo Zhen's youngest son, I thought he was a cunning person who wanted to take shortcuts. I didn't expect that he was a person who could endure hardships. What a pity."

In response to Hou Xian's sigh, there seemed to be a shadow floating like a curtain in the empty space next to him.

An old voice sounded in Hou Xian's heart.

"Buddha said that all beings are equal, but I think Buddha is talking nonsense."

The voice sounded old, like a wise man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, but it also contained an unfathomable evil nature.

"If someone wants to achieve something, they not only need to put in countless efforts and hard work, but also need to find that opportunity and do things that are not in their heart."

“Some people are born into hell.”

"How can we talk about equality in this case?"

“Just like this child.”

"Only if he seizes the opportunity of Zheng He can he stand on the same starting line as others."

Hou Xian nodded and agreed with what he said. He used his supernatural powers to communicate with his mind, "I am just an ordinary tenant farmer in U-Tsang. If I had not been captured by the Ming army and castrated as a eunuch, I would have been like my ancestors and the people around me, eating the feces of those living Buddhas and being their human beasts. How could I have become a person that these six Dharma Kings wanted to please?"

The shadow known as "Young Master" smiled.

Hou Xian then got down to business and asked, "Fu Jixiang (Zheng He) hopes to pass on the Six Divine Secrets to the youngest son of the Huo family. What do you think, Master?"

The young master said, "He has no talent."

Hou Xian was silent for a while, then he said in his mind, "Fu Jixiang wants to take advantage of this trip to Ceylon Mountain Country to use the Buddha's tooth relic to cleanse the marrow and bones of the Huo family's youngest son."

"In that case, he does have some talent." The young master murmured, "I have found Fu Jixiang's brother in Yunnan. I had planned to ask His Majesty to order his brother to adopt one of his sons when he returned to Nanjing this time. I didn't expect that the youngest son of the Huo family would get there first."

Hou Xian said: "This is fate."

The young master said: "Although the Six Gods Secret is a Qigong created by combining Buddhism, Taoist scriptures, and alchemy, it is ultimately an external thing. Since I have passed it on to Fu Jixiang, he can naturally pass it on to anyone who is predestined."

"Even if he makes 10,000 copies of the Six Divine Secrets and distributes them to people all over the world, I have no objection and would even be happy to see it happen."

"Haha~"

The young master laughed twice and then disappeared completely.

The open space around Hou Xian suddenly became brighter.

Hou Xian heaved a sigh of relief only after confirming that the other party had left. He was also a monk with outstanding magical powers. He had been on diplomatic missions to U-Tsang, Kangguo, Sanxuan Liuwei and other places many times, and had dealt with many local spell masters.

Black magic, curses, tantra, and magic…

He had seen a lot of weird things, but all these evil sorcerers combined were no match for Shao Shi Daoyan, who was far away in Nanjing but could leave his body and board a treasure ship on the sea.

Hou Xian thought of the legend that had been circulating for a long time.

The soul of King Chanhua of U-Tsang left his body and came into the dream of Emperor Ming, transforming into "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva" and trying to enlighten Emperor Ming, but was discovered by Daoyan, who transformed into an evil dragon and fought against King Chanhua.

After the war, King Chanhua's temperament changed drastically. He even sent his most senior disciple to Beijing for pilgrimage and condoned the six Dharma kings to split his territory, resulting in the U-Tsang region changing from a monopoly of Phagmodrupa to a situation where the six Dharma kings were competing against each other.

Almost all Buddhists believe that King Chanhua's soul was destroyed by Daoyan.

The King Chanhua who is still active in U-Tsang is just a puppet of Daoyan.

Just thinking about these things makes me shudder.

Hou Xian dispelled his distracting thoughts and said to Huo Xia who was learning to ride a horse on the deck: "Huo Chenshi, Eunuch Zheng asked you to go to Tianfei Temple."

The sound is not loud, but it can reach people's hearts.

Upon hearing this, Huo Xia gently pulled the reins, jumped off the horse, and handed the reins to an Aryan who looked like a South Asian subcontinental race, and thanked him, "Mobahu, thank you for practicing riding with me."

Mobahu, who was smelling of spices, smiled and nodded, saying in Mandarin, "Go ahead. Don't keep Ambassador Zheng waiting."

Huo Xia smiled, said "I'll treat you to a meal when we get to your hometown, Sri Lanka," and walked quickly towards the Tianfei Temple on the Dabao Ship.

Mobahu led the horse, raised his head, and murmured in a barely audible voice: "Shall we eat... This meal in Daming is too expensive."

He thought again of the Buddha's tooth relic enshrined in the Pagoda on Mount Ceylon.

It is a unique treasure in heaven and on earth.

They are the remains left behind by the great Buddhist god who descended to earth.

"That's it, that's all."

Mo Bahu complained to himself in his heart: "If we are unwilling to give up even a tooth relic of the Buddha, how can we make the Ming Dynasty believe in our sincerity? The tooth relic of the Buddha is just a piece of stone after all."

Chapter 13: For the Peace of Southeast Asia

On the majestic and magnificent 5,000-ton treasure ship, there is a Tianfei Temple.

Although this temple is located on the vast ocean, it seems to have captured the spiritual charm of heaven and earth, protecting the sailors as they sail through the waves.

The temple enshrines the Goddess of Heaven. Her statue looks kind and dignified, and lifelike, as if she is always ready to listen to the prayers of sailors, dispel the wind and waves for them, and protect their safety.

Zheng He's adjutant Wang Jinghong once said that at every important navigation node, the court sorcerers would hold a solemn and mysterious sacrificial ceremony in this Tianfei Temple to pray for the mercy of the Goddess of Heaven, to use her boundless magic power to calm the rage of the sea and ensure that the fleet could pass smoothly through the rough seas.

This is not psychological comfort, but a real magic trick.

It can also be said to be Taoist magic.

The entire Ming Dynasty fleet was a mix of these.