Chapter 2135: Chapter 1995: Helai?
"Interesting, a religious discussion meeting, huh?" The young Taoist said with a smile.
The middle-aged man listened, glanced at the young Taoist, and said with a smile, "I also brought a friend."
As soon as he finished speaking, another person entered from outside the tent.
This was also a middle-aged man, dressed in Tibetan garb, with a reddish-brown complexion, who saluted everyone.
"Our Religion." The young Taoist nodded.
Nestorianism was a branch of Christianity that was introduced to China during the Tang Dynasty, also known as the Church of the East, originating in Syria and splitting from Eastern Orthodox Christianity. It flourished in Chang’an during the Tang Dynasty, with many Cross Churches built nationwide. However, it was later long persecuted by other local religions and nearly extinct.
Our Religion is the primitive religion of the Tibetan people, worshipping heaven, earth, sun, moon, stars, thunder and lightning, hail, mountains, rivers, plants, and animals. It is a form of primitive natural religion representing the original reverence of the Tibetan people towards nature.
"We’re still missing a Shaman." The young Taoist said.
Just then, a scream suddenly came from one of the tents.
Song Xiaodong moved as swiftly as lightning, in a flash, a figure quickly dashed out of the tent towards the direction of the scream, arriving in front of a tent.
"Dragon Gate?" The Nestorian representative asked the young Taoist in amazement.
The young Taoist nodded.
Sun Yiyi Chu Xianling followed closely, and by the time the three of them arrived in front of the tent, the young Taoist, the old Taoist, Mr. Zhao, the Nestorian representative, and the representative of Our Religion had not yet gotten up from their chairs.
The methods of cultivation differ, leading to different divine skills and special abilities. The Cultivation Technique of the Dragon Gate starts with physical enhancement, so in the early stages of cultivation, the body becomes strong, but the mana is weak.
In contrast, Mr. Zhao cultivates the King of Hell, possessing a powerful Golden body Dharma manifestation from the start, but unfortunately, due to neglecting the cultivation of mind and body, his body couldn’t bear it, resulting in a pale complexion, coughing blood.
The young Taoist maintains a balance, practicing both Taoist Arts and flesh, but since one cannot focus on two tasks simultaneously, neither can be deeply refined.
The path of cultivation is long and arduous, the real challenge is ensuring survival before achieving results.
Song Xiaodong opened the tent and saw a young warrior sitting on a chair with his head tilted back, feet in a foot bath, mouth open, and his entire body wrapped in a thick layer of ice, resembling a frozen fish.
Mr. Zhao and others also slowly arrived, witnessing the situation.
The young Taoist turned back to Zhao Ruonan and said, "Find someone to check if he took anything from the ship."
Zhao Ruonan sent someone to check.
Before long, they found a jade bracelet in a drawer.
"Don’t touch it with your hands!" The young Taoist said.
After saying this, the young Taoist took out a silk handkerchief from his chest and covered the jade bracelet, preparing to take it.
The originally cold jade bracelet suddenly burst into flames after being covered with the silk handkerchief, burning the handkerchief to ashes.
"Sigh, you just had to die, and you want to drag this camp of seventy to eighty people to die with you," the young Taoist said to the already ice-encased young warrior.
The water in the foot bath under the young warrior’s feet was frozen solid.
"Now they are stuck here, you guys should help her fulfill her wish then," the young Taoist shook his head and walked out of the tent.
The crowd dispersed, and Zhao Ruonan instructed everyone to be on high alert.
The young Taoist meditated on the spot, while the old Taoist mended various Magic Artifacts nearby.
Song Xiaodong went to find Mr. Zhao.
Mr. Zhao was resting in a tent, occasionally coughing.
"Sect Leader Song." Seeing Song Xiaodong, Mr. Zhao sat up.
"Mr. Zhao."
"Sect Leader Song, I advise you to leave with your wife as soon as possible," Mr. Zhao said to Song Xiaodong.
"Why?" Song Xiaodong asked.
"There will be a fierce battle tonight, with the outcome uncertain. Both the young Taoist and I are half-dead, with one foot in the grave. The coffin lids are about to close. Sect Leader Song, your future is bright, don’t die with us," Mr. Zhao said to Song Xiaodong.
"Master Benwu already died for me, and now you’re asking me to flee before the battle? Mr. Zhao, do you look down on Dragon Gate?" Song Xiaodong remained unmoved.
"Sect Leader Song, didn’t you listen to what I told you yesterday? You know how much effort it takes to cultivate a Sect Leader in Dragon Gate, how many people have to die. Sect Leader Song, by cherishing yourself, you cherish the whole Dragon Gate!"
Mr. Zhao said to Song Xiaodong again.
Chapter 1998: No Regrets
"I appreciate Mr. Zhao’s good intentions, but I cannot abandon General Zhao and you all. I, Song Xiaodong, have never been a deserter," Song Xiaodong said.
"Ah..."
"It was your father’s mindset that led him into Night Sect’s trap," Mr. Zhao said.
"So be it. Even if Taoism is declining, when have our Mysterious Gate’s disciples ever been afraid of death? We will never bow to the evil creature. Mr. Song, if you are willing, tonight, join me in a battle against that old monster!" Mr. Zhao patted Song Xiaodong on the shoulder and coughed again.
"Mr. Zhao, I am a physician," Song Xiaodong suddenly said to Mr. Zhao.
"I know, but my illness is a Yin illness, incurable," Mr. Zhao said.
"Even if it can’t be cured, it can be alleviated," Song Xiaodong said.
"Well, I have never tried the medical skill of the Dragon Gate Sect Leader," Mr. Zhao said.
Song Xiaodong then took Mr. Zhao’s pulse.
Mr. Zhao’s pulse was disordered and weak, clearly the pulse of a dying person with insufficient yang energy.
Yama is a Yin God; possessing Yama’s body would make gaining sufficient yang energy strange indeed.
Song Xiaodong furrowed his brow, thought for a moment, and said, "Mr. Zhao, have you never tried any yang energy supplementing medication?"
Mr. Zhao smiled and said to Song Xiaodong, "I am a Central Fire Destiny, what life could be more vigorous than mine?"
Mr. Zhao’s Cultivation Technique is not something everyone can practice; only those with a Pure Yang Destiny can withstand Yama’s yin energy.
