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Chapter 310: Changes in the Nine Cauldrons, Encounter with the Demon Sect (asking for monthly votes)
Before nightfall today, there was a battle between the ancient red dragon and the nine-colored divine deer. Li Guanyi stood on the dragon's head and fought with the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd. At that time, the Nine Cauldrons seemed to have absorbed the vitality emitted by the Nine-colored Divine Deer.

But later, Li Guanyi went to check the Jiuzhou Ding, but found no changes.

But before falling asleep, the Nine Cauldrons underwent a transformation.

Li Guanyi looked inward with his soul, gazing at the Jiuzhou Ding. Originally, only one-ninth of the Jiuzhou Ding had lost its heavy and ancient bronze color and turned into its original golden appearance. But now, this one-ninth of the golden light began to advance towards a larger area.

The originally heavy and majestic bronze color dissipated.

Instead, a light golden color appeared, and one could vaguely see gorgeous auspicious clouds, which corresponded to the misty clouds in the Jiangnan area. It seemed that a divine deer was hiding among them. Soon, the bronze tripod began to roar and tremble more fiercely and magnificently.

Then, it stopped abruptly.

Li Guanyi: “…………”

He couldn't help but hold his forehead. Although he had expected it, he still felt a little regretful:
"Sure enough, if it was just a short period of aftermath, and it could restore the entire Jiuzhou Ding to a more divine state, then the ancient red dragon with an eight thousand year foundation would not have lost eight hundred years of its lifespan in the first place."

"But at least it's certain."

"The Nine-Colored Divine Deer is recognized by the Jiuzhou Ding and is a good omen for the Western Regions."

Li Guanyi seemed to be thinking about something, carefully observing the changes of Jiuzhou Ding.

Although only a part of the huge tripod had undergone transformation, the gorgeous patterns on it could be vaguely seen, and the thick bronze color turned into fine powder, just like the dust accumulated on the Jiuzhou Tripod, which dispersed with a breeze.

The Jiuzhou Ding vibrated, and a stream of divine charm was transmitted to Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi saw the boundless Western Desert vaguely in front of his eyes, and a large oasis in the central area, which was where Tuyuhun was located, and where the Dangxiang Kingdom was located at the moment. He saw the vast desert and the scattered water sources dotted across the desert.

Then he saw the people kneeling and a strong wind rising.

Strong winds swept in all directions, stirring up a desert storm that covered the sky and the earth in darkness. Suddenly, nine-colored gorgeous divine light was heard, and a huge, beautiful divine deer appeared in the sky. It only leaped a few times, and the sandstorm that seemed to cover the sky and the earth stopped.

The people bowed down in worship.

The Nine-Colored Divine Deer leaped away in the air. The picture froze and finally lost its color, turning into a colorful painting on an ancient mudstone slab and dissipated in the wind. Li Guanyi's consciousness became hazy and he sensed the charm of the Nine Cauldrons.

"The red dragon of Jiangnan moves the clouds and brings rain."

"The sacred deer of the Western Regions determines the dust storm."

"It is a precious tool for the country. If we can really forge the second of the Nine Cauldrons, we can stop the most dangerous sandstorms in the desert...protect oases and lives, and build cities in incredible places."

Li Guanyi watched as the light of the Jiuzhou Ding slowly dimmed.

Once again, he was shocked by the power of Jiuzhou Ding.

These two moves are not attacking and killing type of magical powers. Li Guanyi can also feel that the magical powers of Jiuding are essentially the destiny of humanity. If the magical powers of Jiuding are used to kill people, it would be like using one's own spear to attack one's own shield, which will be ineffective.

However, for the country and the people, the power of the Nine Cauldrons far exceeds that of magical weapons such as the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd, the Scarlet Sky Sword, and even the Wooden Sword Dragon Diagram.

It is with the power of the Nine Cauldrons that the magical powers of the mythical beast Xiangrui are transformed into abilities that are useful to the country and the people.

"Quelling a desert dust storm..."

"If I had this ability, the trip to the Western Region would be much easier..."

Li Guanyi sensed that the power of the Nine-Colored Divine Deer was slowly being exhausted, but the Jiuzhou Ding sensed a trace of luck, very faint, just like the thin dew on the leaves before sunrise in summer.

Li Guanyi opened his eyes and looked at the source of this trace of luck.

It comes from this tribe that will be completely swallowed up by the cruel Western Regions at any time. Those gratitudes and luck are as thin as morning dew and as small as mayflies, just like the lives that are as insignificant as grass in these troubled times.

But tiny.

But it doesn't mean that they don't exist.

Yaoguang's breathing was steady, but she had fallen asleep completely. Li Guanyi leaned his head against the stone, looking at the brilliant stars in the sky, thinking about the complicated situation in the Western Regions, the kings, generals, nobles, the Demon Sect, the Dangxiang Tiele, and the Wolf King Yingguo.

Thinking about Jiangnan, thinking about the Central Plains, thinking about the vastness of the world, heroes are rising.

Thinking about the world that is fleeting like a mayfly or morning dew.

Just like seeing the vastness of the starry sky, a person sitting here alone, thinking about such a turbulent era, will eventually feel lonely and insignificant, and will feel weak. Li Guanyi closed his eyes, knocked his head back, and whispered to himself:
"Sir...what should I do?"

When the sky brightened the next day, Li Guanyi was awakened by a cold finger.

Slowly opening her eyes, she saw a white, slender finger quietly touching her cheek. In her sight was Nangong Wumeng's beautiful face, with a wanton and complacent smile:
"I've been scared by you every time, but not this time. It's rare that Miss Yaoguang asked me to stay with you. I'm a person from the martial arts world, so I'll take this opportunity to take revenge..."

"Revenge for what?"

The first scout of Tian Ce Mansion, Nangong Wumeng, had a dazed expression.

Nangong Wumeng looked at the young prince who was sitting against the stone with a calm and peaceful look in his eyes.

Nangong Wumeng's face turned red in an instant.

The distance between them was shortened in an instant.

The Yin Yang Rotating Sect's unique lightness skills were displayed to the fullest.

Nangong Wumeng hid behind a big rock, his face flushed as he shouted, "Don't attack by surprise, don't scare me suddenly, General. I, I just, just, yes, yes, I'm just calling you to wake up!"

Nangong Wumeng was startled, and because her reaction was too embarrassing for a woman of the martial arts world, her cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

He turned around and punched the stone.

Click.

The gravel fell down, but the water inside was clear and clean.

Lei Laomeng moved closer and was stunned: "Ah?"

"Jade from the Western Regions? Or is it jadeite?"

"What the hell?"

"Sister, you, you are..."

"How about you dig twice more? No, just once, just once will do."

Li Guanyi pondered for a moment, took out the Autumn Water Sword, and dug out the piece of jade with a creaking sound. However, he was disappointed because only a small piece was jade, and the rest was filled with impurities.

"It's not worth much."

Li Guanyi stuffed this thing into his belt while thinking about it.

"But a few dollars is still money."

He couldn't help but think, if he let Nangong Wumeng go digging alone, would he be able to dig out a large piece of jade directly?
Bringing Nangong Wumeng with him on this trip to the Western Regions was definitely the wisest decision.

The Western Regions is such a large area.

The land is vast and the people are sparse.

Who knows how many good places there are.

What Qilin? It's just a little glutton.

Praise the true auspiciousness of Qilin Army and Tiance Mansion!

Nangong Wumeng!

The Yin Yang Rotating Sect's Qinggong is very good. I don't know where Nangong Wumeng ran to in shame and anger. Li Guanyi stretched and saw Yaoguang looking at something by the lake. Looking at the vast sky and earth, the people of the tribe have begun to prepare for the day.

They washed the cattle and sheep, some went out to try hunting, some sharpened their knives, and some started cooking. Although life was hard and dull, everyone was in a good mood.

While washing clothes, Saatanti sang folk songs from the Western Regions in her clear voice.

Beautiful and carefree, seeing Li Guanyi wake up, she said:
"Tianger, are you awake?"

"I prepared food this morning, would you like to eat something?"

Li Guanyi smiled and nodded.

The people on both sides were very nice to him, especially the old men who almost stayed here to die for the sake of the tribe yesterday. They all clasped their hands together and muttered something.

But they still call him "Jinzhu"

In particular, some people also say "Golden Pearl Bodhisattva"

Li Guanyi was helpless.

First of all, they were just golden beans.

Secondly, his name is not that.

While eating breakfast here, Li Guanyi asked Saatanti about the news here. Saatanti was trained as the tribe's sacrificial shaman and was one of the few people in the entire tribe who could speak Tuyuhun Mandarin.

Others would only say a few words, like Xu Tiange, although he was just a farming maniac.

But he is also a top student in the Zhongzhou Academy. He has to undergo training in the six arts of ancient Confucianism and understand the writing and language of the Western Regions. However, when talking to the people of this tribe, he needs to use gestures and facial expressions to be able to communicate with them barely.

When Li Guanyi asked about the overall situation in the Western Regions, Saatanti wiped his hands and replied, "The Western Regions are not a monolithic country as the people of the Central Plains see them to be, but a chaotic mix of ethnic states. The Thirty-Six Tribes are not Thirty-Six Tribes at all, but Thirty-Six States."

Li Guanyi said: "Thirty-six countries?"

Saatanti stared at Li Guanyi with his big eyes and said, "Sure enough, just like what the prophet said, the people in the Central Plains are so arrogant. The kings of our Western Regions are just leaders in the eyes of the real kings of the Central Plains."

"Only when the entire Western Regions, like a divine eagle flying from one end to the other, is under the command of a great hero, will the king of the Central Plains think that this is a country that can be valued by the Central Plains."

Li Guanyi thought about it and was speechless.

Among the thirty-six tribes in the Western Regions, the Tiele tribe alone has the nine Tiele clans.

The smaller ones would not be taken seriously by the people in the Central Plains at all.

Eight hundred years ago, or even more than a thousand years ago, when the Gongyang School was at its peak, the Central Plains Dynasty habitually sent a special profession called "Central Plains Envoy" to neighboring countries.

Tell everyone, I’ll give you a chance, kneel down and sing, “Daddy”.

One of the reasons why the Central Plains Dynasty sent troops in anger was.

I've been so polite.

You are not willing to kneel down and call me daddy.

Your father will tell you what it means to be magnanimous and magnanimous like a great country.

The area of ​​the Central Plains today is larger than it was eight hundred years ago, and eight hundred years ago it was larger than it was during the time of the first generation of Confucianism. The emperors of the Central Plains have always been a mixture of the kingly way and the hegemonic way, and have educated the world with benevolence and virtue.

But if we talk about why the territory has gradually expanded over the years.

I do not know.

I just don’t know why, but new alien races always appear on the edge of the empire’s territory.

Xu Tiange is one of the typical examples.

The southwestern area within the territory of the State of Chen at this moment was the area conquered by the Duke of Taiping back then.

Saatanti sighed and said, "Anyway, it makes no difference."

"People from the Central Plains, people from the Western Regions, the rulers of this country, the generals of that country, all fought each other, but the wind was still wind, the rain was still rain, and our old people were still left by the lake for a hundred years, eight hundred years."

“It hasn’t changed.”

"My nobleman said that this is fate."

Li Guanyi: "Life?"

Saatanti was cutting grass for his horses and answered naturally:
"Yes, the king said in the Western Regions' Code that the best people have infinite merits and virtues, and one drop of their blood is worth one ounce of gold and silver. The middle-class people have one drop of their blood worth one cent of gold and silver. We are the lowest class of people, and our blood is full of filth."

"We are born into this world to atone for our sins."

"People are different."

"The Buddha said that we should suffer in this life, so that we can pay off our sins and live a good life in the next life." "I don't want a next life."

Saatanti pursed his lips and said, "I want to cut more grass for the horses so that they can eat more and hunt more prey. In this way, we can exchange more things in the city and maybe a few more people can survive."

"When I turn fifteen, our tribe will gather with other tribes, and I will take a pony, a bow, and three sheepskins to another tribe to marry a hunter or warrior."

"Then a son or a daughter is born. When the eagle flies from one end of the desert to the other, back and forth fifty-five times, it will stop at the lake and return to the goddess' arms."

She looked up and smiled, "This is our fate, Tianger."

"But I don't believe in fate."

She clenched her fists and smiled:

"I am so strong and so brave."

"I will definitely live to see the fifty-sixth Eagle Prowl!"

"I want to live to be fifty-six before I die, Tianger!"

Li Guanyi looked at this face and couldn't say anything.

Saatanti added: "We have all seen the nobles and Buddhist masters in the Western Regions. They all have their own majesty, but I heard that they have to travel tens of thousands of miles to see the king of the Central Plains."

"The kings of the Central Plains wore a crown with beads hanging down on their heads, as well as a jade crown. Those majestic men went to the Central Plains, wearing luxurious clothes and kneeling down to worship the kings of the Central Plains."

Li Guanyi smiled and said, "All nations are dressed in formal attire to pay homage to the emperor."

Saatanti said: "Hmm? That's very well said."

"Have you seen it? Tian Geer?"

Li Guan remained calm and replied:

"How could someone like me have ever seen one?"

“I’m just a businessman.”

Saatanti said with some regret, "Oh!"

"Grandpa Azati said that eight hundred years ago, the greatest king in the Central Plains had a red dragon wrapped around his body and wore a sword. In our words, that sword was the [sky burning with golden red flames]."

Li Guan remained calm and moved the Chixiao Sword back.

While chatting here, Changsun Wuchou and Nangong Wumeng wanted to go look for someone, but based on their experience in the desert, Changsun Wuchou suggested that they should be prepared, otherwise if they encountered weather like desert storms, even the two of them who were at the fourth level of the sky would find it difficult to last.

The tribe was poor and Changsun Wuchou had nothing he needed.

There happened to be a city not far away. Batur also got Li Guanyi's golden beads and planned to go there to exchange them for things the tribe needed. Li Guanyi simply decided to go with him to see the cities in the Western Regions.

Saatanti was not able to go with them. Batul said in a low voice: "Saatanti is only fourteen years old. If a child of her age and appearance enters the city, she might be taken away and made a slave."

Fan Qing's expression was solemn: "Female slave?"

Things that have long disappeared in the Central Plains era seem to be commonplace here.

Batul asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

"In places like that, when children from tribes like ours get married, the men can take the place of the groom to enter the bridal chamber on the first night. Therefore, many tribes that depend on oasis cities have rules."

Batur rode on his horse and said calmly and matter-of-factly:
"The first child in the family will fall to death."

Everyone from Zhongyuan Tiance Mansion was speechless for a moment.

They felt a huge shock like a split.

Saatanti also nodded. Li Guanyi saw that the girl wanted to go into the city but couldn't. He thought for a moment and said, "In that case, is there anything Saatanti wants?"

Saatanti was stunned and said, "No..."

Li Guanyi smiled and said, "You're welcome. I've learned a lot from you. Just consider it a gift from us."

Saatanti hesitated, brushed his hair at the temples shyly, and said softly, "Well, can you bring me a mirror?"

At this time, the heroic and brave girl who vowed to live until the eagle flew across the sky fifty-six times, showed a little bit of her girlish appearance. Li Guanyi smiled and said, "Okay, I will bring you the best mirror!"

Saatanti smiled subconsciously.

Then he realized that this was not like the son or daughter of a hero in the desert, so he coughed and said, "Well, I, I will prepare a thank you gift."

"Tianger."

Li Guanyi smiled and said, "Then I am looking forward to it."

Everyone came into contact with the real Western Regions. Li Guanyi pulled Yaoguang and asked the girl to cover her and Nangong Wumeng's faces, otherwise there would be trouble.

They entered the city safely.

Even Li Guanyi and his men do not look like they are from the Western Regions.

But the power of gold and golden beans is more reliable than a face.

Everyone successfully entered and looked around. Most of the houses were rammed earth structures, made of large bricks and mud. Unlike the houses in the Central Plains, the sky was azure blue, while the style of the city was gray. Between the buildings, there were colorful silk cloths hanging, embroidered with legends of Buddhist scriptures.

People were coming and going, all with friendly looks. In a tavern not far from the city gate, wine flags were fluttering in the wind. At the table at the door sat two swordsmen, wearing gray clothes, drinking Western-style Shaodaozi.

Under the wine flag, a woman in gauze and colorful satin clothes started dancing, revealing her slender waist. She spun around with her clothes looking like clouds. It was the Hu Xuan dance from the Western Regions. Nangong Wumeng looked at the woman's seductive appearance and her exposed belly on the road, her face flushed with shame.

"No, shame on you."

Li Guanyi sighed, Nangong Wumeng's defense was too low.

So everyone dispersed, Batur and the others went shopping, and Changsun Wuchou, who was experienced, went to prepare the necessary things needed for the journey to the Western Regions, and it would be best if he could buy some goods that the caravan should have.

Pan Wanxiu went to see the city.

Gongsun Huai went straight to look at the mechanical devices on the city gate.

Xu Tiange ran straight to the place where crops were sold in the city.

Fan Qing was thoughtful and went to the slums.

Lei Laomeng strolled around, ran to the Ma Yi, looked here and there.

The elite troops that came out from Tian Ce Mansion this time were all core members.

Once in the city, everyone goes to do what they are supposed to do.

Even Xu Tiange began to study the crops and equipment unique to the climate and terrain of the Western Regions.

For a moment, Li Guanyi felt that he had nothing to do, so he had to go around the city with Yaoguang. At the same time, he silently recorded the products and layout of the city in his mind.

The people here are very kind.

The prerequisite is that you are a free citizen, not a lowly person.

Otherwise, you deserve to be beaten to death.

This is almost an order imprinted on the lower class of the Western Regions. Li Guanyi and Yaoguang went to the tavern. The tavern here is a two-story building, which is very different from the style of the Central Plains. There is a feeling of flowing yellow sand. Li Guanyi ordered a pot of wine, which was turbid and mixed with water.

He glanced at the desert swordsmen drinking alone over there, and according to the information he got from Changsun Wuchou, he went to try to hire these swordsmen, just like hiring bodyguards in the Central Plains cities. In this chaotic world, this was an extremely simple matter.

The leader of the group of swordsmen said, "I want five big coins a month, and my brothers three big coins and five silver coins a month. We also want two female slaves to serve us and relieve our sexual desires. We also want to provide us with enough wine and water. Is that okay?"

After a moment of silence, Li Guanyi declined.

Li Guanyi and Yaoguang sat at the table on the other side and ordered some plump, sweet dates to go with their wine. Suddenly, a voice said with a smile, "This young man, I'm afraid he is from the Central Plains and is not used to the local conditions here."

Li Guanyi looked over and saw a man, about thirty years old, who sat down very familiarly and said, "This is how it is here. It can't be compared with our Celestial Empire. My name is Zhang Ziwen, and I run a business. I wonder if you are willing to go with me, young man?"

As the man came over, there were bursts of laughter in the tavern: "Zhang Ziwen, you are lying again."

"Haha, are these the crops from the Western Regions that you mentioned?"

"What do you mean by that fruit will make a lot of money after it is shipped to the Central Plains?"

Everyone laughed at him. Zhang Ziwen's face turned red and he said angrily, "What do you know? Such delicious food is definitely worth eating in the Central Plains. As long as it can be transported back across this chaotic world, it will be enough to last for generations to come."

He went to argue with those people and seemed to be a frequent visitor here. Li Guanyi and Yaoguang looked at this place and heard bursts of Buddhist chanting. When they looked over, they saw a group of monks walking on the road and the people around them all made way.

Li Guanyi didn't care at first, but he was slightly startled.

Then stand up.

………………

Batur looked at the monks in front of him with shock and anger. These Western monks said, "This donor, you and I have a predestined relationship. Please give us some Dharma."

Batur held the money bag tightly and said, "My people have to go a long way. Without this gold, they will starve to death!"

The monk said, "Amitabha, is that so? Isn't that better?"

"Forging a golden body for my Buddha is a great merit."

"You should also share some of the merits."

Batur knew that he couldn't afford to offend these people, so he had to say:
"How many does the Master need?"

The leading foreign monk looked deep in his eyes: "Cause and effect are priceless, how can we speak of them?"

"It all depends on your sincerity, benefactor."

"I think the golden bead in your hand is quite good."

Batur was shocked and furious, but he had no choice but to take out the golden bead and slowly put it in the merit box. Just when he was about to let go, a hand reached out, grabbed the golden bead and slowly took it out.

Batur and the foreign monk looked over and saw Li Guanyi standing there, but the boy's mouth was covered with a beard that came from nowhere.

Batur breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately became nervous.

Li Guan held the golden bead in his hand. The foreign monk looked at him and said unhappily:
"Donor, you have received merit from the Buddha here, but don't you worry about falling into the Avici Hell after death, suffering the tortures of the eighteen hells, and dragging your relatives and friends down with you, and never being able to be reborn in the next life?"

Batur tried to persuade Li Guanyi, but Li Guanyi's eyes dropped.

I felt a familiar breath.

The people in front of me are clearly monks.

But he clearly felt the aura of the Demonic Sect.

A branch of the Demon Sect?... We encountered it so quickly.

The young man's heart was slightly moved, and he replied, "That's what you said."

He put his hand back.

A smile appeared on the foreign monk's face.

Then I saw the young man grab it with his hand and take it out again.

All the gold and silver in the merit box were taken out with just one slap.

The smiling foreign monk: “…………”

The young man from the Central Plains, who had only intended to take his own golden beads, smiled slightly and said, "Buddha?"

What does the devil monk want to say?

Li Guan grabbed with one hand, and there was a loud bang!
Li Guanyi directly lifted up the merit box: "Even Buddha should return the money!!"

The atmosphere in this city suddenly became quiet.

"????!"

(End of this chapter)