Chapter 299: Accepting as a Dog

Near the port, there were actually settlements of merchants and indigenous people. Sun Bao took men to trade with the indigenous people, using silk and porcelain to exchange for slaves captured in their tribal wars, as well as some Nanyang pearls, red coral, or other gemstones and spices.

On the way, they arrived at an indigenous temple. It had originally been built of stone and covered in green vines, enshrining a statue of a venomous snake evil god. Now it was completely blown to pieces, and from the few scattered remains, one could still vaguely see that it had been a large snake.

The Min region mage whom Sun Bao had originally hired revealed a grave expression: "This is a type of Thunder Law. That snake god not only had its physical body blown to death, but its soul was also shattered. More importantly, this Daochang, even the Yao Cave in the Dharma Realm, is gone. The Yao Cave and Mo Ku maintained by its bloody sacrifices could enhance the senses of these indigenous warriors; the tattoos on their bodies could boil their blood Qi, making them brave and fearless of death."

"To think it was blasted to death by a single cannon shot. There are indeed experts on that ship. To be able to blast the true body of this snake god from so far away, no wonder these tribesmen are so dispirited."

While sighing with emotion, Sun Bao also felt fortunate: it was a good thing he let Jin Chan participate, sold shares of his own ships, and joined in this overseas migration.

Even if it was just borrowing the tiger's might, trading with these indigenous people would be much smoother. Even these slaves obtained through trade could be directly resold to Chen Gongming without the effort of bringing them back; after all, the Central Plains were not peaceful nowadays.

………

Time flew by, and three days passed. The minor demons explored the terrain here and discovered that the central region of Luzon Island had abundant water sources, flat terrain, and fertile soil, making it extremely suitable for cultivating fields.

It was just that in those fertile lands, Japanese people had long since established villages and territories—some Daimyo or other—and they had also sensed the aura of some ghost demons.

As for other tribes, demons, and evil gods, large and small, there were quite a few. The indigenous primitive myths all believed that Ten Thousand Things Have Spirits. They also possessed "creation myths," with Heavenly Gods, Earth Deities, Forest Goddesses...

Of course, there were more of the later demon creatures, as well as the Demon God beliefs brought by the Longevity Sect. These evil gods looked strange and bizarre, scattered everywhere—in the forests, in mountain caves, in river valleys... with indigenous villagers specifically offering sacrifices to them.

These things made Hui Zhuo feel uncomfortable: "For these evil gods, take a census; those that can be directly blasted to death with cannons, blast them. At the same time, prepare to build a Ling Bao Daochang at the port to preach to the indigenous people. Let the various Fox Immortals and Yellow Immortals replace these evil gods, build Immortal Halls on the spot, establish a Lineage, and find indigenous disciples for the Immortal Halls to educate them."

Chen Gongming nodded, but said: "There are quite a few people who are not acclimatized. Even if they drank Talisman Water in advance, a bout of illness is hard to avoid. The ship's physicians should collect local medicinal herbs as soon as possible and prepare to treat illnesses. The damp heat and Qi here are heavy, and there are many poisonous insects and blood-sucking leeches."

"Just teach a batch of disciples to practice Gu Technique. There is a 'miasma-avoidance technique' in Gu Technique. Once practiced to success, one can clear an area to make a Pure Land. Combined with chanting the Cleansing Heaven and Earth Divine Incantation, one can also purify a portion of the Dharma Realm. At the very least, one can form a barrier at night so as not to be harassed by local evil gods."

"What about those Japanese people? They occupy the central region of the island."

"They only have a territory the size of a village. We have over two thousand people, what is there to fear? However, there is no need for conflict yet. We will just build our village in place two miles away. It is the same here; we will directly build large dormitories and large bathhouses. Distribute dormitories by family unit, and have the disciples build them according to the style of earthen buildings. Earthen buildings can be lived in and also used as fortresses."

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Chen Gongming presided over the work here, while Hui Zhuo went with Sun Bao to meet with the various tribes, informing them that they were disciples of a Taoism Heavenly Master and had come to preach, and that believing in their own sect had many benefits.

This place had already been influenced by the Longevity Sect once. Many people had learned the evil arts of the Longevity Sect. Seeing that Sun Bao's caravan did not have the kind of large cannons from the previous ship, some began to grow restless.

This person was a shaman with flame tattoos all over his body, believing in the Volcano Mountain God. Although this volcano was a volcano, it was also a god of agriculture. The volcano gushed out a constant stream of groundwater; part of it became hot springs, and part flowed down. This spring water was considered a Spirit Spring, and when used to irrigate crops, the crops could have a bumper harvest.

When the Volcano Mountain God slept, the volcano would not erupt. When he woke up, the volcano would erupt, which was a disaster. Therefore, what the shaman had long been worshipping was actually the divine messenger under the Volcano Mountain God.

A dragon bathing in flames and magma, but not the kind of dragon from the Central Plains; it was more like the kind of dragon in Western fantasy, with wings, capable of breathing fire...

In any case, it could be considered a strange beast of the mountains and seas.

He questioned: "We originally welcomed you to do business and treated you as friends. Why did you bring war? You need to give us an explanation, otherwise, we will no longer do business with you."

Sun Bao wanted to say something, but Hui Zhuo stepped forward: "We bring peace and civilization and never bring war. We hate war and like development. If you don't believe it, you can wait and see after a while."

Having said that, he took out an amulet carved from a Flood Dragon scale: "This is a Talisman blessed by our Heavenly Master. It possesses the power to dispel evil and calm the spirit. In the Central Plains, many high-ranking officials and noble ladies seek it for a thousand gold but cannot obtain it. This is our sincerity."

The shaman still wanted to say something, but his gaze was attracted by the amulet. He instinctively felt that this was a good thing. The Magic Tools of the indigenous people were all very primitive; they did not know how to refine Magic Tools. Although this thing was said to be refined by Xu Jia, it was actually Hui Zhuo's own work; he was skilled at tinkering with these little gadgets.

"But you blasted the Snake God tribe's temple as soon as you arrived."

"We respect true faith but do not accept evil god worship. In the Central Plains, only deities conferred by the imperial court or the Heavenly Master are True Gods. I observe the power on your body; it is the power of rising flame. The deity you believe in must be a True God. We can help him obtain the Heavenly Master's conferment. The snake god we blasted to death was an evil god; he was a man-eating deity, which is resolutely not allowed."

Hui Zhuo smiled kindly: "If the deity your tribe believes in is a True God, and other tribes are not, then we will be more inclined to trade with you. If your tribe starts a war with an evil god's tribe, we will help you win the victory, because 'those who follow the Dao have much help, those who lose the Dao have little help.' If you blame us for the sake of an evil god's tribe, you are giving up the opportunity for development."

Once these words were spoken, this indigenous person was completely hoodwinked.

But he really did not know how the Heavenly Master of the Central Plains was...

However, it did not matter. Xiaopangdun also knew a trick of "Round Light Magic." He projected the scene of Xu Jia's battle at Poyang. Xiaopangdun smiled and said: "This is our Heavenly Master. If you are willing to cooperate with us in trade, culture, construction, faith, and other aspects, you will only become more and more powerful. When the time comes, our Heavenly Master can even request a title for you, reopen the tribute, and seal you as the King of Luzon."

This set of rhetoric was very familiar; when Long Mu gave the Heirloom Jade Seal to Xu Jia, it was this same set of rhetoric.

"If not, our cannons will only be aimed at enemies, and our honey will only be shared with friends."

The shaman had just wanted to breathe fire, but now he couldn't breathe a bit of fire; instead, his eyes were covered by the pie in the sky.

Sun Bao was moved with emotion: how could Hui Zhuo's mouth be so eloquent? Not only would he be shocked, but Xu Jia would also be shocked. Could it be that Xiaopangdun had been subjected to Possession?

"This, we need to go back and discuss it. However, the previous matter really seems to be a misunderstanding. The Snake tribe slaughters captives every year to sacrifice to their deity. In our view, this is also an extremely barbaric act. It's just that they mastered the business with the Longevity Sect, occupied the pier, were richer than us, and their weapons were more advanced than ours. Apart from expressing condemnation, we couldn't do anything."

"Since you are all disciples of the Central Plains Heavenly Master, you must be acting on behalf of Heaven." The shaman became very sycophantic, then began to ask sideways what kind of weapons they had brought.

Hui Zhuo did not hide it and said directly: "These are thunder implements that our Heavenly Master brought down to the mortal world from the Thunder Department of the Heavenly Court. They are the magic treasures of the Thunder God. Each one possesses the power of thunder. After the Heavenly Master deconstructed them and combined them with the Great General Cannons that guarded the customs of the former Great Heng Dynasty, he refined these, called the Heavenly Gang Thunder God Fire Cannons. This is just the one with the least power; there will be more powerful ones in the future."

"Look at this one of mine!" Xiaopangdun took a Firearm and fired a shot at a tree as thick as a bowl. Immediately, the tree was broken.

The shaman was startled by the loud noise and thought about what it would feel like if this shot were fired at himself. He shivered, feeling fortunate that he had jumped out just now. This Heavenly Master disciple was still very kind and did not directly fire the gun at him. He thought his powerful Volcano Mountain God's divine power had no power to resist in front of such thunderous divine artifacts.

He said enviously and sycophantically: "Are these kinds of divine weapons also within the scope of trade?"

"That's not the case, but if you are our friend, I can give you one for free."

The key to this thing was the gunpowder and ammunition. Indigenous tribes like theirs had no way to produce them at all, so Xiaopangdun was not afraid of losing control.

"We are friends, we are friends. I, Wusachi, am your friend forever." Seeing this kind of individual combat Firearm and seeing that these people guarding the caravan basically had one in their hands, the shaman could no longer give birth to any hostility.

Because the gap was too large, such people would not think about their own strength, but would only go back and brag about how powerful the Central Plains were, then criticize their own land, wishing they could be dogs and slaves, and even hating themselves for not even having the qualifications to be dogs and slaves.

Xiaopangdun took down the respect and worship of the shaman of this Luzon central region tribe without wasting a single soldier or a single arrow.

But the Japanese feudal lord village on the other side was not so easy to fool. The Japanese often absorbed Central Plains culture and coveted that side very much. Wandering samurai frequently harassed the sea borders as Japanese pirates and colluded with the Longevity Sect. This feudal lord had lost his territory in Japan before recruiting wandering samurai to go to the Central Plains to be Japanese pirates, but ended up here for some reason, so he built a village here to develop. He was also someone with ambition.

So that night, the Japanese Daimyo Qingye Yilang secretly led samurai, ninjas, Yin-Yang Masters, and Longevity Sect Evil Masters to implement a "decapitation operation."

They had also heard that Xiaopangdun had powerful weapons, but they believed that as long as they successfully decapitated and assassinated before the weapons could be used, they would have nothing to fear. Moreover, it was difficult to aim in the dark, so they could only engage in hand-to-hand combat. In hand-to-hand combat, Japanese Bushido did not believe they would lose to the people of the Central Plains.

But they had not approached for long before they were discovered. Besides the minor demons, there were also the Five Elements Demon Gods, the Nine Sons Mother Ghost Demon, and the Charming Yin Demon that Xu Jia had subdued.

They were weapons and magic treasures specifically used to deal with the Longevity Sect.

The Yin-Yang Master's Shikigami had not yet infiltrated before it was caught by the ghosts. The next instant, Hui Zhuo became alert.

"The Demon God that Master taught me has issued a warning. Someone is sneaking into our camp."

"Let us handle it!"

"No need." Hui Zhuo pushed them aside and said: "Let you see what I have cultivated under Brother Xu, my Master."

He put on a shaman mask, started beating a drum, and began to call upon the local spirits to communicate with them! The next moment, Xiaopangdun's eyes turned red, and the spirituality of the volcano was connected by him; it was truly the true god belief of the shaman Wusachi.

He made sounds from his throat, and then flames flew out from his throat, turning into one flame fox after another. The foxes emitted light, stepped on the void, and their speed was extremely fast. Soon, screams came.

Those so-called samurai, ninjas, and Yin-Yang Masters all began to burn with flames on their bodies.

This flame is a collection of the fire Qi from the Volcano, as well as the Fox Fire cultivated by Hu Jinhua through the Zhurong Fire Qi Curse; after being imbued with spirituality, it took on this state.

This is precisely the Divine Ability of Xiaopangdun, who practices dual cultivation with a demon, invites it into his Body Temple, and preserves it as a Body God.

(End of this chapter)