Zongman: Starting from the Chaos Orb

After doing these things, Dongfang Zang's mind was already connected to Chichao who was currently on the surface of the planet.

He began to peek into the world from the perspective of the Samsara Eye.

Through Cui Zi's memory, Dongfang Zang was very disappointed with this small island country. Whether it was Kikyo or her, their strength was basically based on their own talents, which was a gift from God.

His own spells and skills in using spiritual power are very primitive, more like an incomplete witchcraft technique.

As for the European continent, the situation is even worse. There are fewer people, scarce resources, and fewer monsters. It is even worse than this small island country.

The most interesting place is Asia. Dongfang Zang couldn't help but smile. He glanced at the two women and with a flick of his sleeves, the three of them arrived at the Kyushu land in this alien world.

In this chaotic world where demons are rampant, there are two behemoth countries, one is the Tang Dynasty and the other is India.

One Dao and one Buddha, like two towering peaks, retain absolute power for the human race.

The many small countries sandwiched between these two great powers have long been wiped out by the erosion of time and the rampage of demons, and have become the territories of the two powerful countries.

After all, those small countries do not have a deep cultural heritage, and they have almost no ability to fight back against the invasion of demons.

At this moment, the three of them hid their bodies under the cover of Dongfang Zang's absolute domain, silently observing the movements below.

This is a mountain area, and several people dressed as Taoist priests are performing magic spells.

They either made hand seals or cast talismans, or flew swords across the sky, fighting fiercely with numerous demons.

This scene attracted the attention of Kikyo and Tsuiko. Both women watched the battle below very seriously, and their hearts were shocked.

In their perception, the Taoist priest below did not have as much spiritual power as themselves, but the combat power he exerted through various means was extremely powerful, and he easily took the lives of demons.

Dongfang Zang was also watching carefully. At the same time, he quietly manipulated the absolute domain, silently invading the Taoists' brains and began to read their memories.

The magic techniques these people perform are not authentic Taoist techniques, but a simplified version that is easier to practice and understand, and can increase one's combat power in a very short time.

"Side door..."

Dongfang Zang narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself.

From these memories, he not only obtained a lot of information about magic, but also learned about the social system of the Tang Dynasty.

Almost all simplified versions of the techniques come from Taoist classics and are called side techniques. Although the upper limit is not as high as that of Taoist techniques, they are easy to learn and use.

In the memories of these people, the entire Tang Dynasty had 48,000 unconventional techniques, and there were many more...

Dongfang Zang couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting, this world is very valuable."

In the memories of these people, although the authentic Taoist methods have a high upper limit, they rely too much on personal understanding and talent. Taoism not only splits its own magic system, but also splits the eight magical spells of Taoism.

After generations of continuous deduction and modification, these simplified techniques have become easier to practice and understand, but their upper limit is limited. Those who practice these small techniques can only live for two to three hundred years at most.

After a technique is cultivated to the extreme, if one wants to switch to the orthodox method, the speed of cultivation will drop suddenly. The longest-lived person is known to be no more than 500 years old.

However, it is very difficult to live to 500 years old in this world. After all, the demons are powerful, their numbers are large and they increase rapidly. They just eat people and have no taboos.

Demon: If you beat one of me, there are thousands and millions of me left!

But the natural energy of this world is only slightly higher than that of ordinary Earth, which means that natural treasures are difficult to produce and find. If you find a ginseng that is two or three hundred years old, you may encounter hundreds of demons, and the continuous battles will exhaust you to death.

Add to that the hidden injuries left on one's body, and it would be difficult for one to live to two or three hundred years old.

However, what is interesting is that neither India nor the Tang Dynasty had ever carried out any activities to spread Buddhism to the East or Taoism to the South. The two major Taoist sects seemed to have maintained some kind of tacit understanding, each minding their own business and ignoring each other.

But it is also reasonable. In peacetime, it is understandable that there are disputes among different sects. But now is a chaotic time, with many demons rampant. They may fall out at any time, so there is no time to preach across borders.

What good does it do to learn it? Can you still escape from the Tang Dynasty? In the end, you will still serve your own country.

"My Lord God, where is this place? These mages are so powerful!"

Cui Zi was the first one who couldn't hold back and couldn't help asking questions.

As a veteran witch, she had slain countless demons in her life, so she was naturally eager for these powerful spells.

"The land of Kyushu."

As soon as these words were spoken, both women suddenly understood and looked at each other. The witch belonged to the upper class in that small island country and was naturally educated. She instantly understood the meaning of the Eastern Tibetan language.

"No wonder, only the powerful ancient Eastern country can have so many powerful mages."

"Ah..."

Dongfang Zang just chuckled in response to Kikyo's praise, and then the three of them arrived in Chang'an. It was still dark at this time. Dongfang Zang came here for no other reason than to learn more information.

The Dongfangzang in this world has also had a preliminary definition. There may not be powerful magic weapons or the like here, but it is still a treasure. In this chaotic world of demons, the knowledge born from the struggle of countless people to survive is the supreme treasure.

This is what Dongfang Zang wants, the wisdom and brilliance that belongs uniquely to mankind.

In an instant, Dongfang Zang seemed to sense something and his eyes instantly looked towards the north of Chang'an City, where the imperial palace was located.

There, there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, contaminated spiritual power. Although the other party hid it well, it was still captured by Dongfang Zang.

At this time, the three people were already standing in Chang'an City. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women naturally attracted the attention of passers-by, but no one dared to step forward. In the feudal society, there were clear classes. The faces and temperaments of these three people showed that they were not ordinary people, and no one dared to provoke them.

Countless voices flowed into Dongfang Zang's ears and were quickly arranged into information. The smile on Dongfang Zang's mouth became more obvious.

"The second year of Xianqing...Li Zhi? Hehe..."

At this moment, the two women were shocked by the prosperity before them. They were like old-fashioned people coming to the city, and everything in Pingkangfang was new to them.

You have to know that Neon at that time was not such a prosperous place. Pingkangfang in the Tang Dynasty was the only place without curfew. It was the richest area among the rich areas. The streets were clean and tidy. If you were dressed sloppily, you couldn't even get in. It was definitely the number one den of brothel in the Tang Dynasty.

Looking at the clean and tidy streets illuminated by lights and the laughter on both sides, even Cuizi, who had been sealed for hundreds of years, couldn't help but be moved, not to mention the eighteen-year-old Kikyo. Both of them couldn't help but become lively.

Looking at Dongfang Zang who was still standing still, he couldn't help but ask cautiously: "Lord God, what happened?"

Dongfang Zang withdrew his gaze from the palace and shook his head calmly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed meaningful.