He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 360: Sangzhou Rules

Jiang Lin was stunned when he heard this. Can't he say that he is an alchemist?

"Why? Shouldn't alchemists be respected everywhere?"

Xia Shanliu smiled bitterly and said, "Master Jiang, you don't know that Sangzhou is a very special place. It was originally a Buddhist country, and was later conquered and annexed by Daqian."

"It is said that at that time, thousands of Buddhists would rather die than surrender. Emperor Taizu killed so many people that the sky turned dark, the sun and the moon lost their light, and blood flowed like a river. The piles of corpses could reach the sky."

"Although no one in Sangzhou dares to openly resist Daqian anymore, they are still very xenophobic. They emphasize self-cultivation and strictly forbid using elixirs to improve their cultivation. Even if they are injured, they can only rely on themselves to recuperate."

Through Xia Shanliu's description, Jiang Lin roughly understood it.

Sangzhou has a strong xenophobia and hates alchemists extremely.

They believed that the so-called elixirs were poisons that hindered their practice.

If you act as an alchemist, you will probably attract unnecessary trouble.

Jiang Lin bowed and said, "Thank you for reminding me. I really didn't know about these things. May I ask if there are any other taboos in Sangzhou?"

"Nothing ordinary will happen, but if someone wants to take you to practice asceticism, don't refuse. Their practice can be as short as a few days or as long as several years. If you're lucky, you'll be fine in a few days."

"But if you refuse, you will be regarded as an Asura Yaksha and will be beaten to death."

Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Isn’t this still the saying of the Buddhist country?
According to what Xia Shanliu said just now, Emperor Taizu killed all those stubborn people in Sangzhou.

The idols were burned, the temples were torn down, and it was forbidden to believe in these things anymore.

Although Sangzhou now only emphasizes asceticism, the essence is still the same.

"Is it possible that there is no legal system of the imperial court in Sangzhou?" Jiang Lin asked.

"That's true, but we just turn a blind eye to these things. It's hard to say much about the troubles involved. My Lord is smart and should be able to figure it out for himself." Xia Shanliu said.

Jiang Lin naturally understood that the court simply wanted to appease the people and maintain peace.

"I've taken note of all this, thank you." Jiang Lin bowed again.

"You are too polite, sir." Xia Shanliu hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "Your Excellency doesn't allow us to address each other as Master Jiang anymore. Now we have been refining the primary Eight Directions True Pill and Four Directions Health Preserving Pill, but the best we can do is only five lines. I don't know when we can reach the level you mentioned. So, I would like to ask for your advice."

"Wait until I come back from Sangzhou and then I'll take a look at your situation and give you some advice." Jiang Lin said.

Xia Shanliu nodded and didn't force it.

After all, they came here in the first place with the intention of learning skills, and it has only been a month or so, so there is no need to be too anxious.

Afterwards, Jiang Lin, carrying a bow and arrow and a long sword, flew up and headed towards Sangzhou.

Sangzhou is quite far from Kyoto City, as it spans three states.

Even if one has the cultivation base of the sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm, and endurance that is ten times greater than that of people at the same level, it would still take two days and two nights without sleep to reach the destination.

The aura of the sixth level of the Divine Martial Realm made the masters from the powerful clans who passed by just look at it from afar and did not step forward to stop it.

Masters of this level are all well-known in Daqian.

No matter whether they are hidden cards of the imperial court or the children of other powerful clans, there is no benefit in stopping them.

As long as the other party doesn't do anything wrong, just pretend you didn't see it.

Shortly after Jiang Lin left, the lieutenant general who had returned from the northwestern frontier led several carriages into the blacksmith camp.

As soon as he came in, he started shouting and looking for Jiang Lin.

When Qi the blacksmith saw the other side's frontier army armor, he hurried over to salute and said, "Master Jiang is not here right now. I wonder what you want to see him about?"

The lieutenant general lifted the tarpaulin of the carriage behind him and opened several large boxes, revealing boxes full of silver.

"I am here on the orders of Commander Meng to buy the Holy Chaos Arrows from Lord Jiang. These are the deposit. Commander Meng said that there are sixteen of them. Please make them first, Lord Jiang, and I will send them to you when all the materials are ready."

Qi the blacksmith was dumbfounded, scratched his ears subconsciously, and asked hesitantly: "What did you say you wanted to buy just now?"

"Holy Soldier Chaos Arrow, do you have donkey hair stuffed in your ears?" the lieutenant general said unhappily.

Of course, Blacksmith Qi's ears were not stuffed with donkey hair, but after hearing these words clearly, he was even more shocked.

Many people came to Jiang Lin to buy weapons, some wanted precious weapons, some wanted spiritual weapons, and some wanted mysterious weapons.

As for the Holy Weapon...can this thing also be sold?

Although no one in the blacksmith camp has been able to forge a holy weapon for hundreds of years, everyone knows how precious this thing is.

Even in the imperial court, there shouldn’t be many.

But the lieutenant general said that he came to buy it on the orders of Marshal Meng, and Qi the blacksmith couldn't help but look strange.

Lord Jiang, have you grown to the point where you can sell the Holy Soldiers at will?

Not to mention him, even those border troops and garrison camps who continued to guard the blacksmith camp couldn't help but run over when they heard this and asked what was going on.

The lieutenant general did not intend to hide it, but was a little surprised and asked: "Lord Jiang said that 500 different materials can buy a holy weapon chaos arrow, don't you know?"

A group of people looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Besides, Jiang Lin still owed hundreds of weapons to people, so why did he start selling holy weapons again? Although the materials required were a bit high, compared with the reputation of holy weapons, it was not much at all, and it was even ridiculously cheap.

Someone immediately pulled Blacksmith Qi aside and asked, "Master Qi, is this true? Five hundred kinds of materials can be exchanged for a Holy Chaos Arrow?"

Blacksmith Qi didn't know about this either. After all, they didn't dare to get close when Jiang Lin and Hong Shuai were talking.

At this moment, I was surrounded by a group of people, and there was all kinds of noise in my ears, which made me almost explode.

Blacksmith Qi was confused and didn't know how to answer. He was extremely panicked.

Lord Jiang...it's really time for you to leave!
Jiang Lin had no idea that General Meng would send people to buy the holy soldiers at this time. After traveling for two consecutive days, he finally arrived at the border of Sangzhou.

At first glance, this place is extremely desolate, with dark brown wasteland everywhere and few trees to be seen.

What rushes into the nose is a faint fishy smell.

Jiang Lin squatted down, picked up a handful of soil, put it to his nose and smelled it.

"It seems that what Master Xia Dan said earlier, that Emperor Taizu killed so many people here that the sun and the moon were gone, is not only not an exaggeration, but has been restrained."

So many years have passed, but there is still such a strong smell of blood in the soil, which shows how much blood was shed here back then.

Continuing forward, before long, Jiang Lin began to see ascetics meditating on the roadside from time to time.

They were naked with most of their bodies exposed, only covering up the ugly parts, and they remained unmoved despite the wind and rain.

The aura of some people is quite powerful and they have already reached the Yuanwu realm.

However, Sangzhou is also a rather special place. There are no large groups of forces, only individual ascetics.

Therefore, although there are many Yuanwu realm masters here, they are not as powerful as Wushuang Fort and Tianhuo Fort.

Of course, it can also be said that the ascetics themselves are the largest force, they just don’t act together.

Jiang Lin did not disturb these ascetics. He galloped all the way and soon arrived at a big city.

Mashiwan is the name of this big city.

Looking at the big words on the city gate, Jiang Lin was quite confused. The surroundings were so desolate and there was not even a river. Why was it called Mashi Bay?

After entering the city, Jiang Lin quickly found the shop in Zuowanglou.

There aren't many people here, at least half as many as in the several states Jiang Lin had visited before.

People walking on the streets all look pale and thin, and malnourished.

However, it is a good thing that there are no ascetics in the city.

After entering the store, Jiang Lin saw several gangsters behind the counter, all of them were shirtless and without shoes.

Seeing Jiang Lin come in, several people looked up at him curiously.

The shopkeeper took a quick glance from behind and immediately recognized Jiang Lin's identity. He hurried forward and said, "Sir!"

Jiang Lin recognized that this was one of the men who had participated in the battle of Wushuang Fort.

Seeing that he was the shopkeeper, but he was also shirtless and barefoot, he couldn't help but wonder, "Is life so hard here? Can't you even afford shoes?"

The shopkeeper looked down at Jiang Lin's shoes, then smiled bitterly and said, "Your Excellency, you don't know that we often have to go out of the city to hunt monsters. If the ascetics see us dressed in fancy clothes, they might cause trouble. As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. If your Excellency wants to make things easier here, it's best to do this."

Jiang Lin had no intention of compromising and obeying immediately, and only asked: "You sent me news earlier, saying that there is a Dan Dao inheritance here, is it..."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's face suddenly changed and he quickly booed at Jiang Lin.

Then, he lowered his voice and said, "It's not convenient to talk here, sir, please follow me."

Jiang Lin immediately understood that it was probably because Sangzhou did not welcome alchemists.

He nodded slightly and followed the shopkeeper into the room at the back hall.

After closing the door, the shopkeeper let out a long sigh and said, "Sir, don't mention anything about the alchemist casually when you are in Sangzhou. It is a taboo here."

"The people here are full of trouble." Jiang Lin said unhappily.

After being in this world for so long, this is the first time I encounter something that I can't do. I have to be controlled even when I wear clothes and shoes. Isn't that crazy?

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said, "It is normal for you to feel uncomfortable since this is your first time here. Even some of the people living here are not used to it and sometimes conflicts arise with ascetics."

"But these rules have existed for hundreds of years, and they can't be changed casually by anyone."

The shopkeeper ran to make tea and poured water, and then brought it to Jiang Lin attentively, and then said: "Let's not talk about this. Sir, drink your tea first, and I will tell you about the inheritance."

Jiang Lin took the teacup and took a sip as a gesture of respect.

The shopkeeper has already started to talk: "Earlier, Deputy Building Master Tian asked us to investigate the inheritance of elixirs, and we accidentally learned that something similar did appear here. It is said that a powerful alchemist wanted to use the bloody evil spirit of this place to make elixirs, but was beaten to death by the ascetics."

"That thing finally fell into the hands of an ascetic and was buried for hundreds of years."

"This news came from someone else, and its authenticity is unknown, but if it is true, it may not be easy to get. The ascetic hates the alchemist, so he will definitely not be willing to hand over this item easily."

(End of this chapter)