Longevity, starting from raising chickens

The bright yellow flames stood out against the lush green jungle in the distance.

Even without using his spiritual sense to scan, Wang Ba believed that he would not be wrong.

"Cannon, this is cannon."

He could clearly see the smoke filling the jungle in the distance, accompanied by the flashing of flames and the roar of cannons.

In this Xiaocang world, he saw things that only existed in his memory and seemed completely irrelevant. At this moment, the wonder and complexity in Wang Ba's heart were truly beyond words.

"artillery?"

Zhaojie was a little confused.

Wang Ba shook his head without explaining, and appeared in the sky in a flash.

Seeing this, Zhaojie hurriedly followed.

But soon, the slightly pungent gray-yellow smoke rising from below made him frown, and he waved his hand lightly to disperse it.

Then he glanced down and after two or three glances he had a rough idea of ​​the situation.

This is obviously a battlefield.

The coast is the boundary, and on the coast are several huge, ferocious totem beasts and a group of Tupizhou savages holding javelins and shouting.

However, on the sea beyond the coast, there is a fleet with some Daoshengzhou characteristics.

At this moment, they are lined up in a long line along the coast.

Each ship was equipped with a number of thick cast iron pipes, which were operated by soldiers in uniform. Fiery flames would appear from time to time, accompanied by sounds similar to the explosion of thunder bombs and pungent smoke.

With every roar, a red iron bead slowly shot out and landed on the totem beasts in the coastal jungle.

A bloody pit was blasted out of the totem beast's body.

However, the totem beast recovered quickly. Although it continued to howl, it returned to normal in a blink of an eye, except that its breath was slightly weakened.

The savages' counterattack was also very timely. They shot bone javelins at the ships off the coast. Several crew members who were holding large shields but had poor protection were shot directly, and blood splattered all over the deck.

Zhao Jie, who saw this scene, was a little surprised and suspicious:
"There are survivors in Daoshengzhou? Why did they fight with those in Tupizhou?"

Wang Ba, who was not far away, glanced at the cast iron round pipes on the ship, and a look of "as expected" appeared in his eyes.

"It's really a cannon...it should be filled with gunpowder."

"The crews of these ships are also mortal."

I thought secretly in my heart.

But the battle below ended quickly.

The firepower of the fleet was too fierce after all. Although it could not kill these savages and totem beasts directly, it made them lose the will to fight. They had no choice but to abandon two totem beasts whose breath had been extremely weakened and flee in all directions.

The people on the fleet then carefully dropped anchor and disembarked. The crew members used iron cages as thick as their wrists to carefully capture the two totem beasts.

Then he happily brought the two totem beasts back to the boat. The whole process was skillful and quick, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done this.

The fleet did not hesitate and headed directly to the southwest sea.

When Wang Ba saw the white mist-like steam rising from the bows of the ships, although he had already expected it, he still couldn't help but look complicated.

At this moment, he had the illusion that he was witnessing history.

"Tanyue, this..."

Zhaojie flew to Wang Ba's side and looked hesitantly at the fleet below.

"Let me find out first."

Wang Ba came back to his senses and without any hesitation, he once again injected the power of the Yin God into the mortals in the fleet.

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes, not surprisingly:
"These people are indeed the descendants of Daoshengzhou monks, but they are probably monks with very low cultivation bases."

Zhaojie was not surprised to hear this.

When the great flood struck, the three continents felt that the disaster would never end, so they united and crossed the sea to the east.

At that time, who would stay here if they were stronger?
It is almost impossible for ordinary people to survive in the flood that even monks fear like a tiger. Only those low-level monks, if they are lucky, can drift on the sea and perhaps survive until the flood subsides.

I guess this is the case with the crew members of this fleet.

Zhao Jie then asked curiously:
"Are there any cultivators left on Daoshengzhou now?"

Wang Ba recalled the little information he had learned from these crew members and shook his head slightly:
"No, according to the memories of these people, Daoshengzhou is just like Tupizhou, the spiritual energy is cut off, and the word "monk" has even become a legend, and almost no one believes it."

"Although many old-time instruments, talismans, and puppets were unearthed on Daoshengzhou, they are almost useless because they have no spiritual energy. Oh, not really. They did find the preliminary ratio of gunpowder and many mechanical studies from some notes left by the monks of Daoshengzhou, which can be regarded as a legacy."

This also solved the doubts that arose in his mind when he saw the artillery.

It is said that gunpowder in the previous life was the product of Taoist alchemy. It is normal that the Taoist monks from Shengzhou researched this and it was carried forward by later generations.

Moreover, the monks of Daoshengzhou were already proficient in many spiritual machines, puppets, and mechanical techniques. After the spiritual energy was gone, their descendants inherited and changed the direction of their research. Although this was unexpected, it was also reasonable.

"This is the Dharma Ending Age. This is the Dharma Ending Age."

Although he didn't understand what Wang Ba meant by gunpowder and machinery, Zhaojie still had a hint of complexity and emotion in his eyes.

This is the case with Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou, and I think Xituozhou probably won't be much better.

Wang Ba didn't think too much about it. He just frowned and carefully felt the subtle changes around him again. Thinking of the situation in Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou, his eyes swept over the steam and artillery spewing from the ships below, and he finally realized something:
"The rules of heaven and earth!"

"The rules of heaven and earth in these two continents are different from those in other continents."

"Is it because the spiritual energy disappeared?"

"Or is it that the disappearance of spiritual energy is also the result of this change in rules?"

As soon as he approached Tupizhou, he felt that something seemed to be wrong.

It was not until this moment, when he saw the steam and the artillery, that he finally understood.

Of course, he couldn't say exactly which rules had changed.

But he knew very well that after countless tens of thousands of years of development in the Kokura world, simple things like steam and artillery should have been researched long ago.

After all, although mortals cannot practice cultivation, they are not without wisdom.

The reason why it has not appeared is that no one takes it seriously, except for the monks' own arrogance.

The more likely reason is that the effects of these things are limited in an aura environment.

When they arrived at Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou, an environment with no spiritual energy, these things lost their restrictions and their power was revealed.

Although it has not been verified, his intuition tells him that this guess is probably correct.

If this is the case, Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou seem more like a secret place suitable for mortals to survive.

"But...why has there been such a change?"

This question arose in Wang Ba's mind again.

"Then shall we still go?"

Zhaojie looked towards the northwest and couldn't help asking.

Wang Ba hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Let's go for a walk."

Although he already knew some information from the crew's memories, he still wanted to see with his own eyes the changes that had taken place in Daoshengzhou over the past four hundred years. He was also more curious about what path the descendants of these monks would take when the spiritual energy was cut off.

Since the two had made the decision, they did not delay any longer and directly passed the fleet below and flew quickly towards the southwest.

Fenglinzhou is far away from Tupizhou, but the distance between Daoshengzhou and Tupizhou is much smaller.

Both of them were Divine Transformation cultivators, and even though they didn't go all out, it took them less than half an hour to see Daosheng Island. As they got closer to Daosheng Island, the number of ships on the sea gradually increased.

They flew so high that no one below could see them even if they didn't try to hide themselves.

Soon, the two saw the harbors built on the winding and rugged coast. The black brick and stone ports were full of Daoshengzhou characteristics and were quite exotic.

But Wang Ba and Zhao Jie couldn't help but frown.

Look across this coast.

However, there was no complete continent to be seen, only islands of various sizes surrounded by rivers, lakes and seas with ravines crisscrossing.

These islands range from the largest of thousands of miles to the smallest barely big enough for a mansion.

Ships were speeding across these islands.

Steam was rising and the place was bustling with activity.

The huge waves that piled up from afar quietly subsided when they reached these islands.

"It looks like the sea water here hasn't completely receded. It's probably because the terrain of this continent is low."

Wang Ba glanced at the flags of different colors and patterns planted on the islands and spoke out.

He had only been concerned with understanding the history of Daoshengzhou, but had not noticed changes in the environment.

Now it seems that Daoshengzhou today is somewhat similar to Zhongshengzhou, which was mostly submerged by sea water in the past.

Zhao Jie also scanned these islands one by one, his ears moved slightly, and soon caught the conversations of the mortals below, and then said thoughtfully:

"This place is similar to the Buddhist kingdom of Xituozhou. Each island is a kingdom..."

Wang Ba couldn't help but look at the largest island nearby.

The raging waves nearby reached the shore and calmed down silently.

He saw the harbor and the docks, the steamboats burning coal and emitting thick smoke, and the longshoremen using pulleys and ropes to lift the ships' cargo.

I saw trains, stations, extinguished kerosene street lamps, and shops that looked slightly different from what I remembered, but had similar functions...

Wang Ba stared blankly at these strange yet familiar scenes.

The spiritual energy disappeared and there were no more monks in this place.

But the era of "mortals" seems to have quietly arrived in this corner of the Kokura world.

Move your eyes slightly and look into the distance.

When he accidentally saw a sculpture standing in the center of this island city, he was suddenly stunned:

"This is……"

It was a stone placenta statue.

Every fine line, every wrinkle, and every protruding umbilical cord seemed to have been drawn by a craftsman who had spent countless times lying over the original body and pondering over them.

It is extremely realistic and vivid.

It seems to carry a sense of divinity.

Every passerby who passes by will naturally bow respectfully to the statue.

Then, a tiny, imperceptible mass of incense power quietly flowed into the placenta.

Looking down at the placenta statue, Wang Ba was silent for a while, and finally let out a long breath:

“Mother Goddess…it turns out that the source of her incense is here!”

Looking up, not only on this island, but on all the islands in sight, there is such a placenta statue.

They are like magic needles that stabilize the sea, silently guarding the islands and calming the huge waves from the deep sea.

He had always wondered about the source of the incense in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods. He once thought it was in Jingyuan Continent, but the last time he went to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods, he made a special observation and did not find many mortals.

So he thought it would be hidden in some secret place.

However, it was not until this moment, after seeing the statue of the Mother Goddess in Shengzhou, that he finally realized it.

The tentacles of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods had quietly extended to Daoshengzhou without anyone noticing.

The key point is that even he, the Yin God, was kept in the dark.

Zhaojie also saw the statue. Although he did not recognize it, he also noticed the gathering of incense and looked at Wang Ba in surprise:
"Tanyue, could this be an evil god..."

However, to his surprise, Wang Ba just shook his head calmly and whispered:

"Let's go first."

"Leave first? Don't you want to take a look at this evil god..."

Seeing Wang Ba's calm gaze, Zhao Jie paused. Although he didn't understand the other party's intention, he still nodded:
"It seems that Tan Yue already has a plan."

Wang Ba nodded, looked deeply at the placenta statue which was unaware of the situation, and an incomprehensible meaning flashed in his eyes.

"Drive the tiger to devour the wolf...Escape by escaping from its shell?"

"That's a really good idea."

While arranging the 'Yin Shen' to instigate the Wanxiang Sect to stop the Zhenwuzhe, he made a gesture of desperate struggle.

However, in reality, the focus has already been shifted to Daoshengzhou.

By then, even if the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods is destroyed by Zhenwu, as long as the incense continues to burn, the Mother Goddess will be able to make a comeback in Daoshengzhou soon.

However, the entry of Wanxiang Sect will draw all of Zhenwu's attention and buy time for the revival of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Gods.

Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, until the right time comes to join the fight again...

This is the Mother Goddess' plan.

A plan that Wang Ba had never thought of before.

But the only thing that the Mother Goddess may not have thought of is that the 'Yin God' is not the Yin God...

"No one can be underestimated."

Wang Ba silently reminded himself in his heart.

Looking down, a Vermilion Bird token slipped silently from his sleeve.

The token fell quietly into the water beside the island without causing any ripples.

He once again cast his gaze upon the coastal cities whose outlines were gradually becoming visible.

Quietly scan the people living there bit by bit.

Looking at their joys and sorrows, and looking at the waves crashing against the island which seemed to be protected by an invisible force, his eyes became more complicated.

"If the evil god can really be impartial and selfless... then it's not a bad idea..."

He was slightly absent-minded, as if he had thought of something.

"Dan Yue..."

Zhao Jie spoke carefully.

Wang Ba came back to his senses and nodded:

"Let's go."

After saying that, he flew towards the north first.

In the distance, there was a faint golden light, as if welcoming their arrival... (End of this chapter)