The power of nature, such as strong winds and huge waves, cannot be resisted by human beings.
So even if Helian Hailong predicted the possible collision danger in advance, five of the only six remaining boats were still photographed directly on the steep cliffs on the seaside.
When Helian Hailong woke up leisurely, he found himself lying on a large flat rock, naked, appearing in the wilderness in a very primitive posture.
Immediately afterwards, Helian Hailong heard a disappointed sigh, and then it seemed that someone who had been squatting next to him just stood up and left him.
And this sigh didn't sound like an exclamation for him to wake up, but a kind of disappointment.
so close! Helian Hailong couldn't help but tremble. If he felt right, the person squatting next to him just now must be Zhao Siwan.
Well, I guess he will be able to serve it if he wakes up a little later!
"Namo, the Great Merciful and Compassionate Dharma King!" the loud Buddha's chant sounded, and the skinny Master Cixian stood on the big rock where Helian Hailong was lying.
It seems that his faith has begun to move closer to the Six Dharma Sect. After chanting the Compassion Mantra of the Great Merciful Dharma King for the first time on the boat, Master Cixian seemed to have let go of everything and was able to change the Buddha in his name without any burden. Become a Dharma King or a Supreme Being.
"Master, have we found Dongsheng Shenzhou and the Buddhist Kingdom?"
Helian Hailong lay half-lying on the stone and propped up his body with his elbows, looking at Master Cixian with a very awkward attitude and asked.
"Heliantan Yue, although I haven't seen the four kinds of treasures mentioned by the Supreme Heaven, I can tell you and tell all of you that Dongsheng Shenzhou, the Buddhist kingdom left by the Buddha to the people of the Middle Earth, is here with us. Under your feet!"
Master Cixian's voice attracted everyone's attention. Even Zhao Siwan, who had just sighed and walked away, came over. He stared at Master Cixian with triangular eyes and asked in a neutral tone:
"How can the Master be sure? I think this place is deserted. It is not a Buddhist country. It looks more like the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Lingnan."
Master Cixian did not defend himself. He smiled slightly, pronounced the Buddha's name again, and then began to pull off the white silk cloth wrapped around his head.
Only then did Helian Hailong realize that Master Cixian was dressed a little strangely.
But suddenly, Helian Hailong's pupils suddenly dilated. He pointed at Master Cixian with surprise and joy, and was so excited that he was speechless.
"This, this." Even a cruel guy like Zhao Siwan was numb and speechless at this moment.
Because when Master Cixian took off the white silk cloth wrapped around his head, what appeared was not the tangled beard and hair like on the boat, but a shallow curly head, like a pine cone covered with pine nuts. generally.
And this shallow bun on his head is one of the most obvious features of Buddha.
Reminiscent of the fact that many people on the ship watched Master Cixian go from dying to suddenly becoming full of life.
This double impact makes people think of gods and Buddhas, so they appear particularly excited and enthusiastic.
But Master Cixian was even more fanatical than them, because it was not that he was pretending to be a ghost, but that an unspeakable mysterious miracle really happened to him.
"The poor monk had his hair cut since he was a child, and it has never changed in the past fifty-five years. But today, when the poor monk set foot on Dongshengshenzhou, he became wise again and his inner demons were far away.
This must be the Buddha instructing me, instructing his disciples to find Dongsheng Shenzhou, which has nurtured four Buddhist treasures, and obtain the treasure that will no longer be hungry for the thousands of people in the Middle East! "
Master Cixian's most devout follower and his disciple, Monk Fayan, stepped forward with his hands clasped.
Although he was in ragged clothes, he was in high spirits. He looked at Master Cixian's pine cone head with a look of envy and reverence in his eyes.
"Master has received enlightenment from the Buddha and has developed wisdom from the top of his head. If he can find the four Buddha treasures mentioned by the Supreme Heaven, he will be able to achieve Arhat status. I congratulate you, my disciple!"
"Disciples and others congratulate you!" Upon hearing what Monk Fayan said, the remaining hundred or so people immediately congratulated devoutly.
Those who can be selected by Master Cixian to participate in the search for Dongsheng Shenzhou are naturally devout Buddhists.
Of course, even if you are not a devout Buddhist, no one would risk your life on Zhang Hao’s prophecies!
They may be devout believers of the Six Methods Sect, vowing to find Dongsheng Shenzhou and the four Buddhist treasures to prove that the Six Methods Sect is the true sect, such as Zhao Hutou who just left the Xuanzhu Longblade Army in Hanshandu and joined the voyage.
Some were Buddhist believers who felt that the Six Methods Sect was a heresy and were determined to tear apart Saint Zhang's mask of supreme heaven. For example, Helian Hailong, who settled down with his family and went to sea directly with Master Cixian.
Of course, there are also real psychopaths. In order to pursue the ultimate power, Zhao Siwan accomplished great deeds that other warriors dare not do, or perhaps to go to the legendary Dongsheng Shenzhou to find a Buddhist treasure that enhances combat power.
This real lunatic and crazy guy gave up and became one of the sixteen uncles of King Murong Nobunaga of the Yan Kingdom. He took hundreds of lunatic men like him and boarded the ship to Dongsheng Shenzhou with howling. .
But, even a lunatic like Zhao Siwan can be called a believer after experiencing many hardships at sea and now the 'miracle'.
Finally, the people's hearts, which were completely defeated by the dangers of nature, were gathered and reconstructed in Master Cixian's fanatical words, and everyone who was almost disbanded regained a little bit of their morale.
After even Zhao Siwan began to listen to the greeting, Helian Hailong began to perform his duties as the battle commander of this fleet.
But after gathering and counting for a while, people like Helian Hailong were almost in tears.
It’s so miserable!
At the time of departure, there were eleven large ships, with a total of 647 people including generals, sailors, monks, and doctors from Longtao Academy and Tiangong Academy.
So far, there is one large ship that is basically intact, two that are repaired and still usable, and one hundred and eleven people.
The rest have been buried in the endless sea and the strong wind the day before yesterday.
While Helian Hailong arranged for people to collect all the materials that could still be used, he also asked the remaining twenty sailors and boatmen to seize the time to repair the ship.
Because even though they are now in Dongshengshenzhou, they don't know what humans, beasts, ghosts, or monsters there are on Dongshengshenzhou, and they don't know where there are supplies. They must use all available resources.
Master Cixian took his disciple Fa Yan and the few remaining monks and began to perform simple rituals on the seaside. He also used a knife to carve the name and place of origin of each victim on a large wooden board.
"Master, it's time for us to set off. We must find fresh water and food before sunset today, otherwise we won't be able to carry on." After everything was arranged, Helian Hailong went to Master Cixian and said.
The strong wind the day before yesterday blew away the last six warships, leaving only one that was still relatively intact. The remaining strong wine on it had been mixed with some smelly water yesterday and was drunk today, and there was no food for a long time.
The only thing he still owns is more than thirty sets of cloth-covered armor, dozens of horizontal knives, long spears and twenty pairs of sealed crossbows.
If these things were in the Central Plains, they could easily be exchanged for a large amount of supplies, but at this time, they have become useless and even a burden.
Master Cixian thought briefly, then gritted his teeth and said:
"Ignore the damaged warship. We will only repair this one which is relatively good. Once the sails are repaired, we will immediately go down along the seaside and we will definitely find the mouth of the river."
In fact, what Master Cixian and Helian Hailong didn't know was that they should be grateful for the strong wind yesterday.
Because where they are now is near the San Francisco you see in the future, Amei. Not far away from the bay that Helian Hailong saw, there will be a landmark building - the Golden Gate Bridge - in a few hundred years.
And being able to follow the Japan Warm Current to San Francisco means that they have long missed the best landing place and are already sailing down with the North Pacific Warm Current.
If this strong wind hadn't blown them eastward, it was very likely that they would have continued to follow the warm current downwards, and then entered the North Equatorial Warm Current and been brought back to Japan.
Of course, generally speaking, they cannot go back with the current condition of their ships. Even if they can go back, there will only be a ship and no people.
"Cows! So many cows! There's beef to eat!"
The roar of Monk Fayan could be heard in the distance. He was a monk who believed in asceticism and did not eat after lunch. At this moment, he secreted a lot of saliva from the corners of his mouth.
Everyone followed Monk Fayan's roar and saw that a large herd of at least a hundred bullocks, large and small, was migrating forward at a distance of at most two hundred paces.
Seeing these ragged people, the bullocks didn't care. They mooed lazily a few times, and then continued to move forward leisurely.
"Beef! A certain family hasn't eaten beef for a long time." Zhao Siwan roared, making people suspect that he was about to rush over and hug a bullock to gnaw wildly.
But no one is laughing now, because all of them are the same. They have eaten raw fish and meat until they are going crazy. In addition, there is no shortage of firewood on this continent. If you have cows, you can have a big meal. How can you not be excited!
"The head is big, the mouth is short, the neck is short and fat, the front body is big and the back body is small, and it looks unproportionate. The shoulders are high and bulging like a hump. The black hair is similar to that of a yak on the Batang Plateau. This is what the saint said. African bison!
Now that the cold wind is blowing, it seems that winter is approaching here. They should be migrating. Don't kill them yet. Follow them. These beasts must know where the water is. "
Helian Hailong had already drawn out his horizontal sword, but when he heard what Zhao Hutou said, he immediately nodded in agreement.
And even a tough guy like Zhao Siwan chose to give in after looking at Zhao Hutou's eyes.
Because everyone knows that in this fleet, Zhao Hutou is the representative placed by the imperial court in the fleet. This young soldier who retired from the Xuanzhu Longblade Army in the inner chamber of Hanshan City is a real person. Changed to Jin Yiwei.
In fact, these people still underestimate Zhao Hutou. He is not as simple as the former captain of the Hanshan Capital, but now the centurion of the Jinyi Guards.
Ten years ago, when Zhang Shengren entered Luoyang, the whole city was short of food, and nine-year-old Zhao Hutou was about to starve to death.
It was Zhang Zhi who called on the wet nurses in the homes of all the noble ministers in the city to spread the excess milk. Zhang Zhi saved his own breakfast and bought soybeans to make soy milk and make bean dregs rice to feed thousands of children.
Zhao Hutou is one of them. He has always believed that he drank the queen's milk to survive. Therefore, he is not only a staunch believer in Liufa Sect, but also a loyal minister who Zhang Gao can absolutely trust.
Therefore, before leaving, Zhang Yan asked him to memorize the Dongsheng Shenzhou Plants and Characters compiled by himself, and regarded him as the most trustworthy person in the voyage fleet.
Sure enough, everyone followed the herd of bison and soon found a large, surging river.
Even Master Cixian was so excited that he couldn't contain his excitement. Anyone who had drank strong alcohol mixed with smelly water for a hundred days would be excited when he saw such a fresh water river.
After drinking a lot of water, many people even jumped into the river to wash away the dust on their bodies. Then, the dumb buffaloes began to scream.
Big chunks of stewed beef and big grilled beef skewers. Although there are only two seasonings, salt and sauce, everyone tries their best to stuff any bit of meat into their mouths until they can't eat anymore.
This was the only meal other than fish that they had eaten in these dozens of days.
. . . .
Zhao Siwan closed her eyes, wrapped herself in a set of cotton armor and slept on the ground.
He was arranged by Zhao Hutou to serve as a sentinel. The long sea voyage had damaged almost everyone's health. Even now, there are still more than a dozen people who are dizzy and unable to walk because they have not adapted to land.
Only Zhao Siwan was not affected at all. He adapted to it as if the sea was just a bathtub and he was a native of this continent.
Since Zhao Hutou was able to arrange things for a tough guy like him at such a young age, he was naturally authorized.
There are two authorized persons, both of whom Zhao Siwan dare not mess with in his life.
One is Zhao Kuangzan, who treated him as a brother but was betrayed by him. The influence of decades of superiority and inferiority is not so easy to remove.
The second one is naturally Zhang Zhi and Zhang Shengren, because in Zhao Siwan's heart, Zhang Zhi is not an emperor, but a real god.
'Click, click! There was a slight sound of branches breaking. Zhao Siwan slowly narrowed his eyes and slowly raised his hand under his body, where he placed a bone.
The sounds became denser and denser, and the sound of branches breaking became clearer and clearer, but Zhao Siwan didn't even move his body.
He slept behind a big stone. It would be difficult for anyone to see him unless he spared the stone.
Moreover, it was still a little while before Mao Shizheng (six o'clock in the morning). The surrounding darkness was not a good time to launch a surprise attack. It would definitely have to wait for a while until the sky became brighter before launching a surprise attack.
As for whether a wild beast is coming?
Of course that is impossible. The pace of the beasts would not be so heavy, and no beast would dare to attack a team of hundreds of people who had set up a bonfire. The fighting power of the terrifying Ape erectus was no joke.
Sure enough, the sound went from a little bit at the beginning to relatively dense later, and now it has completely stopped. Zhao Siwan then unhurriedly pulled a rope under her body.
The other end of the rope was tied under Zhao Hutou, and he was awakened almost instantly.
Zhao Hu's head suddenly pinched the iron rod inside the bell to stop it from ringing. Then he rolled slightly and pretended to be unconscious and kicked down a pile of firewood set up beside him.
The air suddenly became anxious in the early morning of this autumn day, and the twenty or thirty people in the team who could still fight immediately slowly prepared themselves for battle.
At about the same time, an unknown strange bird chirped a few times, and the sound of tiny branches breaking suddenly sounded again.
Zhao Siwan immediately took out a thick pear blossom firework from her body. After rubbing it gently, the pale green fire suddenly shot up into the sky, and the sky and the woods were illuminated in an instant.
There were at least hundreds of people, densely packed in them. They wore leather robes of various colors and held crudely made wooden bows and wooden guns in their hands.
Just as the fireworks were shooting into the sky, Zhao Siwan rushed out from behind the stone with a bone and a small buckler.
The people in the woods were so frightened by the way he rushed towards hundreds of people that their brains seemed to shut down for a second or two, but then they came to their senses, and arrows fell like raindrops.
It was indeed falling, because the Indians used sinew and wood bows at this time.
This is a crude recurve short bow with average range, average power, and basically no armor-piercing power.
Arrows flew all over Zhao Siwan's body. Unsurprisingly, most of the arrows were not even qualified to be hung on Zhao Siwan's cotton armor.
And just as these two rounds of bows and arrows were being fired, Zhao Siwan reached his fastest speed. Wearing more than 30 kilograms of heavy armor, his speed was not affected at all.
After plowing into the crowd of barbarians, Zhao Siwan immediately activated the unparalleled mode.
As a tooth general born for fighting, Zhao Siwan had already understood when the arrows from the opposite side were fired that these people were extremely poorly prepared.
Because whether humans are fighting or hunting, projectile weapons are the best choice. A tribe that cannot even make bows and arrows cannot have such powerful weapons.
The man-eating demon evolves again!
If we say that when we were in the Japanese country before, Zhao Siwan was able to fight back with cotton armor and armor and iron swords, but now, with cotton armor and unarmored armor, and hammers and wooden sticks, he was completely crushed.
Amidst the wild roar, Zhao Siwan jumped left and right, and every time he struck out with a hammer, he was sure to knock over the person on the opposite side.
He knew that the only thing he had to pay attention to in this kind of battle with one against a hundred was not to be entangled by the opponent, to be careful not to be knocked down by a swarm, and the rest could be unparalleled.
The five barbarians stood side by side and worked together to stab them with wooden spears. Zhao Siwan did not dodge or dodge, and thrust his round shield at his heart. Then he bullied him, and with a storm of hammer blows, he killed three of them on the spot, and the remaining The two souls were so distraught that they ran away quickly.
. But Zhao Siwan did not chase after him, and immediately jumped to the other side, hammering the two big heads that came in a hurry into bloody gourds.
'Drink! "Another huge man jumped into the battlefield with a loud shout. He was wearing a close-fitting ring-locked armor and a double iron armor on his head. He was holding an extra-long horizontal sword. His body was spinning like a wheel, and his giant sword struck left and right like a tiger flicking its tail.
As the elite of the Hanshan Capital, the Xuanzhu Longblade Army was good at using the Mo Dao and the Miao Dao, which was still called the Changheng Dao at this time.
The former is arrayed to deal with heavily armored units and cavalry, while the latter is specially designed for melee combat.
At the age of nineteen, Zhao Huzi was able to serve as a team leader in the inner chamber of Hanshan City, so he was naturally a master. As soon as he entered the scene, he immediately acted like a ruthless harvester of life, directly shattering the defenses of the Indians in the woods. .
As for the others, they naturally went to surround and round them up. There was no need to go out in full force to kill such a barbarian who didn't even have iron weapons.
Well, it's not completely absent. At least Zhao Hutou just cut off a dagger that seemed to be made of brass with some other things added. Then the barbarians on the opposite side ran away in fear and cried, and they fell down. .
Half an hour later, both the living and the dead were cleared out of the woods. There were a total of forty-seven corpses and fifty-three seriously injured, adding up to exactly one hundred people.
A sailor glanced at Zhao Siwan and Zhao Hutou and couldn't help but swallowed. They are really talented! Two people killed a hundred people in half an hour. Are all people named Zhao so fierce?
As for the remaining captives, there were more than 200 people, and the remaining ones who escaped were probably one or two hundred people.
Helian Hailong looked at these prisoners carefully. They were wearing animal skins and a kind of linen clothes that he had never seen before. They had cut hair and tattoos on their faces. Some of them had their temples shaved, leaving only a bunch of hair tied up in the middle.
The weapons were basically made of wood and bone. Only the leader had a simple copper sword. There were no war horses or traces of vehicles.
"Looking at the weapons, they don't know how to smelt iron, and there is very little copper. Their broken hair patterns are similar to those of the Baiyue people, but their appearance is very similar to that of Shiwei, Jurchen, and the savage Jurchen from further north."
"It does look like a savage Jurchen. Maybe it's a certain savage Jurchen tribe."
A Khitan-born soldier confirmed Helian Hailong's judgment, and then said a few Jurchen words, but these guys didn't seem to understand.
Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief. As long as they were barbarians, they were still in the human category and they could easily deal with them. However, they were afraid that if there really was some mountain spirit Yasha in Dongsheng Shenzhou, it would be bad.
"They are not Jurchens but the descendants of the Yin people who migrated eastward." Zhao Huzi looked at these people and suddenly knelt down on the ground with a thud in excitement.
"It turns out that the Yin people really moved so far east!"
After crying out, Zhao Huzi clasped his hands together and began to chant the Sutra of the Supreme God to save disasters.
"Yin people? Are they Yin people?" Monk Fayan was shocked and looked at Zhao Hutou.
"How did you know? How did you know about the Dongzhou bison and the Yin people?"
Zhao Hutou sang a few verses, then raised his head, tears streaming down his eyes, and his whole body trembled with excitement.
"This is what the Supreme Heaven told Chizi before leaving. He said that in Dongsheng Shenzhou there are descendants of the Yin people who migrated eastwards in the past. They have broken hair and facial hair, no iron tools, no knowledge of horseback riding, and no knowledge of wheels. They chase the Dongzhou bison for food. Their attack this time must be because of the bison we killed yesterday.”
"Sure enough, it is true that the Supreme Heaven has been to Dongshengshenzhou. He is really the Buddha's entruster in this mortal world!" Master Cixian suddenly knelt down and started to echo loudly.
Tears also flowed from the face of this mage who traveled from Tianzhu to Khitan, then from Khitan to Asahi, and finally came to Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Since everything the Supreme Heaven says is true, then he must be the true Buddha, and the Land of Ultimate Bliss really exists.
What you want in your life, to attain Arhat status and reach bliss early, will definitely come true.
"Master, Master, come here quickly. How can these people clasp their hands and chant scriptures along with them!" Suddenly someone shouted, and Master Cixian hurried to the far bend of the river to take a look.
There were actually people clasping their hands together, bowing to them, and chanting scriptures along with them in strange ways.
Moreover, these people's feet were tied, but it was not their own hands. It seemed that they should be prisoners of their captors.
Master Cixian showed an encouraging smile on his face, "Sure enough, longevity is related to Buddhism. It seems that he has arrived at Dongsheng Shenzhou a long time ago."
(End of chapter)
