Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 407: Sect of Scourge (2/3)

All the elders are like this-the genius juniors ask you to recall your glorious past, or want to know something they don't know now, and look at you with curiosity and reverence.

At this time, normal people can't help but say a few more words.

Mr. Yinfang is not stupid, of course he knows that Ian is just posing. How could this talented young man whom he watched grow up have such an expression of an ordinary child? The other party has at most a curiosity, how can they really respect someone.

But it's also very good to let Ian pretend. After all, being willing to pretend to him is already giving him face, and it's not something particularly secretive, so he laughed and said to Ian carefully. Come.

The history of Dragon Worship is far more than six hundred years, but it has been 'famous' for six hundred years.

Its history is as long as that of a dragon, and when the shadow of the first true dragon passed over the sky of Terra, the spark of the Cult of the Dragon ignited on the earth.

Originally, there is no difference between the Dragon Worship Cult and the indigenous Ritual Spirit Sects, as well as the Sacred Spirit Sects in various places. It is nothing more than the general shaman and animal worship sects that do not worship dragons, or that they cannot find dragons to worship.

The local belief of the mountain people is the dragon god. You say that they worship the Dragon Sect. If you want to wipe it out, it depends on whether the mountain people rebel or not.

There is only one reason why the real Dragon Worship Cult is called a 'cult'.

"They will create natural disasters."

Mr. Yinfang raised his head. He stared at the ceiling of his chamber of commerce, and said to himself with some emotion: "I used to follow a chamber of commerce and ran business with dwarves in Ushtaraf. I once met Dragon Bai The movement of Jiaozheng: a rare earthquake in my life."

"Even the mountain was broken and collapsed in front of me... Now that I'm old and I'm not ashamed, so I'll tell you——I was so scared that I peed out." The old man laughed, and then his expression changed. For trance.

He really recalled the original scene, with a distant but heavy tone: "That is, since then, we have never been to the north again."

"After a few years, the boss of the caravan got into trouble and broke up. I rolled back to my hometown in the south with my savings for many years. , thanks to the gift of the Dragon Cult."

After taking a sip of tea, Mr. Yinfang looked at Ian: "The earthquake was caused by the Dragon Worship Sect."

"They intend to revive a real dragon 'Desert Dragon' that died in the Ushtaraf Mountains in the past, or to reproduce its divine power-they actually succeeded, so there are three dragons. A mountain peak collapses and a gushing fire abyss appears."

"To be honest, if they are not successful, they really are not an important organization, but they cannot control the vision of the revival of the power of the ancient dragon, they can really cause threats and natural disasters, and of course they can only be cults in the end .”

The old man babbled on something again, mixed with what he had seen and heard for so many years, and Ian listened with interest.

He really likes to listen to such stories, not to please Mr. Yinfang.

In general, the Dragon Worship Cult is an organization that respects the great power of the real dragon and the ancient dragon, and intends to reproduce this power with its own power.

They collected information, remains and inheritance about the real dragon and ancient dragon, and believed that the existence behind the ancient dragon had a secret 'related to the source of the entire world' - of course, they must have other missions and beliefs, but That's again some really secret stuff that you can't know without being a part of it.

And in this organization, there are quite a few members who possess the power of dragons...or even simply dragons.

After all, it is easier for a dragon to obtain the power of a dragon than for a human to obtain the power of a dragon.

"Who knows what they are going to do in Nanling this time? In particular, there have been more than one ancient dragon in Nanling's history. If the Dragon Worship Sect really caused a natural disaster, no one can afford it."

Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help sighing: "As for the candle holders, they are similar to the mirror sea guards and patrol knights of our empire. The secret guard of spies from other countries.”

"Holding a candle to light up the darkness is nothing unusual."

"I see."

Ian couldn't help nodding, his eyes brightened: "I really benefited a lot, sir."

"I don't dare to be my knight. After traveling for so many days, I must be tired after encountering the mess led by Lean?"

Mr. Yinfang smiled and stood up. He obviously didn't notice Ian's slightly raised tone—this shows that Ian is completely interested in Dragon Worship.

He called someone to clean up the dining table, then turned his head to Ian and said, "I will treat you well today..."

"It's not necessary."

Ian raised his head, looked out of the window not far away, and said thoughtfully: "I think it would be good to arrange a remote private room for me. I will go out for a walk tonight by myself to see the local area Local customs."

"Personal habits." The boy turned his head and said to the old man apologetically.

"That's fine." Mr. Yinfang really knew that Ian was used to being alone, so he didn't insist: "You're welcome, please just say it."

Originally, Mr. Yinfang planned to give Ian a sum of money to play in Shuangshu Town, which felt like an elder giving pocket money, but Ian refused.

But on the other hand, Ian also plans to give his Sharp Clawed Tiger Skin to the Yinfang Chamber of Commerce for resale.

"It just so happens that I also need a tiger skin in such good condition, it just makes a cushion."

The old man is quite agile in starting a business, he laughed loudly and said: "The future legendary life's first monster prey-the demon beast prey on the bright side-if it is preserved, God knows how much it can be sold for! "

"There is no need for this, Mr. Yinfang."

Ian felt a little helpless—he was really not used to someone being so kind to him, but Mr. Yinfang lowered his head and whispered to the young man: "Don't be polite, Ian, if it wasn't for you, I can't get on the line of Platinum Workshop."

"Do you know who is the current chief executive of Boyin Workshop? A disciple of Master Goser."

"Who is the new deputy director? You must know, Isengard."

"Why can I get online with Platinum Workshop? And why can I get the agency right to operate south of Indigo Mountain?"

"Ian, what is unnecessary, do you want everyone to know that I, Mr. Yinfang, is a person who knows his favor and does not repay it?"

The old man reached out his hand seriously, and patted Ian on the back: "Listen, if you want anything, just take it yourself, don't be polite to me."

Ian blinked, he was a little helpless, and smiled, shaking his head and said: "Then I... can feel at ease."

"I'm afraid you're too reserved."

Mr. Yinfang also shook his head, and he took Ian downstairs: "A knight like you goes out to practice, and you are not an adventurer who is helpless and desperate to make a living. How can there be few chambers of commerce responsible for supplies and supplies?" Transportation equipment?"

"I will only help you in the southern border at most. After the golden field, I can only see your young noble friend."

"Well,"

Ian nodded slightly, but his heart moved: "It seems... the system of nobles, sublimators and chambers of commerce is already very strong. Mr. Yinfang must naturally feel that he should support me after knowing my travels."

Indeed, serious knights must have their own armor and mounts, and maintain and supply their weapons. How can they find the time to continue practicing?

As for the sublime, no matter whether the strength has improved or not after returning from travel, at least the entire circle of interpersonal relationships has been opened-this is the real wealth for both parties.

On the first floor, the boy looked out at the streets of Shuangshu Town.

The streets in the middle of the night are still bustling. There are many food vendors and outdoor wine houses where people gather to drink. Brag about your adventures.

After a hard day, the farmers in the town will come here to eat something, drink some ale, and have some baked dough, bread and baked naan with friends. The price is not expensive, and they are very hungry.

Terra's productivity and plants' utilization of solar energy have reached an outrageous level. In such a world, if there were no accidents such as war between the two countries and biological warfare, there would be no famine The situation of the dead—that is, Nanling is a new development zone, which is not stable, and the jungle is too dangerous to obtain wild resources.

But even so, if it weren't for the war with the natives and the two major storms, there would be no shortage of food in Harrison Port. In the systematic human society, wanting to starve to death has become a matter of deliberate effort.

As for nobles and sublimators, they rarely even 'exploit' resources in this area.

Because these ordinary food and resources are of no value to them.