Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 213: Enslaving the Church, Collecting Herbs in Kunlun

"Is it because of what happened back then?" A monk of the Holy See thought to himself, and suddenly remembered that it had only been two years, the revenge came too quickly.

Because he was in frequent contact with the outside world, he knew about Xu Zhenqing's past. He became a saint in five years. What a talent it was. Even a divine knight could not match his talent.

A divine knight born in the western part of Earth, known as the strongest under the stars.

He was gifted since childhood and was a prodigy who stood out from the crowd. He was trained as the Son of God. His aptitude was said to be the best in the Western Lands in tens of thousands of years. Even the ancient sages who had passed away praised his extraordinary talent.

When he was young, his body swallowed all kinds of precious medicines and bathed in the blood of gods, becoming strong and immortal, and cultivating an indestructible body.

Unfortunately, the earth has entered the Dharma-Ending Age where spiritual energy is exhausted. Under the suppression of the laws of heaven and earth, without the help of any external force of faith, it can only seal itself.

Xu Zhenqing knew that the other party had swallowed the blood of God and had reached the so-called sub-sage realm, but it was still not enough. This time he would use his strength to overwhelm the other party.

There are not many organizations on earth that dare to resist, not even the Vatican, which has been powerful for thousands of years.

The Divine Knight and the Hierarch carried a stone tablet, followed by various ancient artifacts, which they presented respectfully.

"We didn't know your majesty was coming, and we apologize for not welcoming you. We have specially returned the ancient artifact from Middle-earth." A group of people knelt down behind him.

Xu Zhenqing took a glance and found that the numbers were correct and there was no substitution. The other party was so impatient that he felt like he was hitting cotton.

The ancestral bones and other artifacts of Yanhuang were displayed in the Western Land and were on display for onlookers. Now that the other party has handed them over obediently, it can be considered as revenge.

The sky was filled with blue clouds and white mist. A majestic white horse came from the sky. The girl was holding the reins.
This is a nearly pure-blooded unicorn, without a single stray hair on its body. It is bright snow-white, and the spiral horn on its head is surrounded by purple light.

The girl was wearing silver armor, with a slender and graceful figure and a pair of blue eyes like the sea. She was a contemporary saint. She said respectfully, "Please enter on the unicorn."

Thinking about it, Xu Zhenqing realized that this person was specially hired to prevent his ancestor from being embarrassed. He said, "At first he was arrogant, but then he became respectful. It makes me laugh when I think about it."

The Divine Knight gritted his teeth, but the Hierophant swallowed his anger. The other Divine Knight said in a voice transmission, "Please be patient for the time being. Please be patient for the time being."

This divine knight was quite talented. He was able to fight Ye Fan, who had returned from Beidou, on equal terms. In the end, he was unfortunately defeated. He can be considered a figure of his generation.

Xu Zhenqing naturally would not let it go, so he took action, chanting scriptures to convert the souls, and used his great magic power to convert the entire church.

Among them, the divine knight wanted to commit suicide, but Xu Zhenqing would not do as he wished and instead captured his soul and saved him alone.

He controlled these people at the origin, and then enslaved these monks in different levels through the slavery marks.

For someone with good potential like the Divine Knight, he would naturally not destroy the opponent. Instead, he would adopt a refined approach to avoid damaging the opponent's potential as much as possible.

Looking at the devout faith of these Vatican monks, Xu Zhenqing casually formed a magic ring to accept and store faith on his behalf, in preparation for raising the Heavenly Palace in the future.

This magic ring carries the characteristics of the [Triple Burner] and can convert between the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit. If properly refined, it can become a weapon of faith.

Xu Zhenqing took out the Fuxi Dragon Stele, which was an extremely powerful imperial weapon forged by Fuxi.

Through the damaged stele, one could see ninety-nine golden dragons surrounding it, emitting the aura of an emperor descending.

During the refining process, a large amount of natural treasures and precious Chaos Gold were incorporated. The stele is engraved with the innate Dao text. The moment the Dao stele appeared, a deity was born, with its own consciousness. Unfortunately, the deity has disappeared and the stele itself is in ruins.

Xu Zhenqing stroked the dragon stele. Although he guessed that Fuxi had a plan, he still had to take it.

"The dragon stele can identify China. Only those who agree with it in their hearts can wield it. Although its power has declined and it has become a holy weapon, it can still be repaired with a little sacrifice and the addition of weapon spirits." Xu Zhenqing thought for a moment. He had seven or eight imperial weapons in his hands and was very knowledgeable in this area.

"Forget it, let's put it away first and talk about it after the soldier soul arrives." Xu Zhenqing played with the dragon stele for a while, then turned his attention to other ancient artifacts.

"There is no Nuwa Dao Stone." Xu Zhenqing was absolutely certain that it was definitely not a divine object hiding itself. As long as there was a god, it would definitely not escape Xu Zhenqing's discerning eyes.

Xu Zhenqing rode the unicorn upside down and left this mezzanine space.

The mezzanine space between the Vatican and Jerusalem is connected. Xu Zhenqing went directly to Jerusalem, then found the space connected to Kunlun, and followed this route to Kunlun.

Because the itinerary was completely public, there were pilgrims waiting in advance everywhere. Xu Zhenqing could be said to be a unique saint in this regard, and in the eyes of ordinary people he was like a true god.

Especially after some religious scams were exposed, except for some righteous gods, all other false gods had their mountains cut down and their temples destroyed, and the faith in them was cut off.

Passing by those devout pilgrims, Xu Zhenqing looked up at the Kunlun Mountains.

The towering Kunlun Mountains are extremely magnificent and vast. The Kunlun Mountains were once just a corner of it. Facing it is like facing the vast starry sky. There are many peaks, surrounded by clouds and mist, and there is a faint chaotic air, full of the original energy of heaven and earth.

Soaring high into the sky and opening the divine eyes, one can roughly determine that this is a sleeping dragon. The countless huge mountains are the backbone of the dragon, lying horizontally and coiled, implying the meaning of turning into a dragon.

"The ancestor of all veins, the root of all mountains, the terrain has reached the extreme allowed by heaven and earth." Xu Zhenqing praised it without reservation.

This is the last stop. Xu Zhenqing is going to enter Kunlun, grab the magic medicine, and then break through to the true quasi-emperor realm.

Along the way, we passed the place where the Yuhua Dynasty once operated. At that time, a group of people escorted the "hope" of becoming immortal to the Kunlun Immortal Vein for repair. When they were leaving, they met the strongest person, and the terrain map in their hands was lost. Some people were trapped here.

These ancient texts are the words left by the descendants of those people after their bloodlines were cut off.

In fact, they encountered a ruthless person who destroyed the Chengxian Ding with one palm. These people were lucky enough not to be slaughtered by the ruthless person.

They picked precious herbs along the way and passed by countless rotten corpses, all of which were monks who had fallen.

A blue cloud flashed by, and bursts of fragrance wafted out. Xu Zhenqing caught it with ease. With the experience of picking the ancient ginseng last time, he was more adept this time.

This Polygonum multiflorum vine has emerald green leaves, golden roots, an old face, and a terrified expression. It wanted to sink into the earth's veins and escape to the dangerous area marked on the topographic map, but was caught by Xu Zhenqing.

After being caught, it begged Xu Zhenqing to spare its life.

"Semi-divine medicine, Polygonum multiflorum, please lead the way from now on. If you show any disloyalty, I will eat you alive." Xu Zhenqing threatened.

He Shouwu nodded repeatedly, and everything was fine afterwards. Xu Zhenqing was very cautious in placing him. I kept testing whether the path was correct, because this formation was alive.

(End of this chapter)