The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 191: The Light of True Buddha (Part 1)

The elephant car moved slowly, Quweshti, the city of war, was ahead. Before seeing the name with his own eyes, Jonah first "heard" Quweshti's existence, the noise of mechanical movements and valves. Sounds, forging sounds, and steam jets rang together. Astrologers found this kind of background noise very familiar. Ekbatana, the country of volcanoes where "Heart of the Forge" began to operate, was full of such noisy sounds.

"Poke it, poke it." Asai pointed to his face, "Let you poke it, as compensation for scaring you."

Jonab gave him a glance: "Forget it, it's not you, but your'armor body'..."

"It feels the same. Come on." The Oriental said with a grin.

At this time, a avatar of Zha appeared outside the window: "The coachman Sanmanduo said that our destination is Quvistizuo Town, where there is the branch of Kuligaro."

"I remember your hometown is here, Zha." Asai waved at him,

"Yes, I'm home..." There was no joy on his face, and he yanked his head back,

Jona looked out from the window. At this time, the sky was near dusk, and the eastern sky was illuminated by the setting sun. It was a huge city. As the distance got closer and closer, Quvisti gradually became clear. This is a A very weird city, the whole city is cut off from the middle by an extremely deep rift valley. The buildings on the left are mostly made of gray-white limestone, quiet and lifeless; the right side of the canyon is covered with black basalt buildings. Strange-shaped pipes, chimneys and pendulums are lined up, and the noisy noise is coming from here. Three pontoon bridges span the gorge to connect two cities, one black and one white. The rift valley is bottomless, and the blue smoke is in it. The bottom of the valley is churning,

"Oh." The 7-year-old boy exclaimed, then peeked at the Venerable Gaowuzhe, the Starcatcher and Zuta on the opposite side. "Calculation", read by the afterglow of the setting sun, the chapter about the city of war is unexpectedly short. The author writes with respectful luck:

"The reconstruction of Ninth Qu Vishti was the longest in history. It took the aborigines who wandered around the ruins of the old city for six months to build this city, which was destined to not last long, and destroyed it. The land scars of the eighth Qu Vishti destroyed the landform. The residents naturally divided into two camps. The ancient family used limestone to build white houses on the left side of the rift valley. Steam puppet warlocks could not stay away from the active volcano, so basalt was used on the right side. The black building was built, and the co-consultant was elected to work in the center of the pontoon that communicated with the cities on both sides. Like what has been repeated countless times before, the ninth Qu Weishiti revived and built a strong armed force in Vedic The wasteland is quietly waiting for the coming of the next war."

"The scars of the earth." The astrologer muttered to himself. He turned a few pages and found the explanation for this entry.

"In the war that we did not want to name, one party was favored by the legendary sword of the black dragon king, "Kuligaro". One swing of the sword wiped out 20,000 soldiers. The second time Wielding to completely destroy the eighth Qu Vishti, leaving a three hundred-mile-long deep wound on the Vedic Wasteland. The party who won the war decided to seal this terrifying sword. This was the last time Kuligaro was named. Appearing in the long river of history, we can forget the past of blood and fire, but the scars of the earth will always be hideous."

Different from the frivolous tone of the past, the author of "Southern Continent Geography" appeared to be more solemn when telling this period of history. I don’t know whether it came from another writer’s writing or touched a certain empathetic past. The name Ligalo is quite familiar, and Jonah couldn't help but raised his head and asked: "Is Guligalo the name of a sword."

"Guligaro is an ancient weapon wrapped by a black dragon in the legend, and Fudo Myoshi's Great Sword of Fire." Zutta replied, the clanging voice shook the eardrums of people. "The resistance organization uses this The name is to use the power of the Black Dragon King to get rid of pagan rule and restore the glory of Dharma."

"Is the dragon in the Buddhist legend the same thing as the ancient dragon we usually say." The astrologer scratched his head and asked Asai next to him.

"Buddhist dragons, eastern dragons, western dragons, dead dragons and dragons that have been alive until now are all creatures of the same race." The Oriental thought thoughtfully, "In our East There are also many ancient legends about dragons. Unlike your Western culture, we think dragons are not evil, but holy, noble, and great. They are a symbol of royal authority."

The star picker suddenly said: "By the way, have you ever heard of Umang religion, the evil religion that has countless secret members in the West and the southern continent and worships Umang, the **** of death, as one of the seven main gods, the **** of death? Umang is a deity rejected by the Anglican Church. Every year, Umang believers have a lot of **** conflicts with the Anglican Church... I heard that one of the seven artifacts, the imprint of Umang, the **** of death, is a black dragon entwined with flames. The long sword, I think it is the same weapon as the Kuligaro in Buddhism. Apart from the engraving of the gods, which sword can have this kind of terrifying power."

Speaking of the engraving of the gods, Asai couldn’t help but glanced at Jonah. The astrologer couldn’t help but squeezed the staff tightly and fastened the silk belt wrapped with gold thread. The news that the first-class astrologer possesses two artifacts spreads out. Without the action of the Brotherhood of Scarlet Owl, thieves swarming will naturally devour the 17-year-old boy.

Venerable Gao Wuzhe raised his eyelids slightly, his muddy pupils reflected the setting sun. Jonah was most afraid of contact with the sight of the old monk. He always felt that he was naked in front of the monks, and the Venerable Gao Wuzhe could see through his clothes. I can see every fold on his body clearly,

The elephant hissed in front and struggling forward. The road under the wheels began to incline and climbed up a hill. Quweshtizuo Town appeared in front of us. This city has no actual walls and crenellations, roads Going directly into the building complex, perhaps the guards of the city of war are accustomed to destruction and reconstruction, and simply built the Ninth Quvisti into an undefended city, but the armed guard itself, known as the strongest civilian city defense force in the southern continent It's just a solid city wall. Even Brahma did not provoke this guard armed with steam puppet technology and ancient bloodline capabilities to the teeth, and chose to solve the problem peacefully.

"It's safe for the time being. Quvisti is an independent city. Tan Napo won't enter the city to search for us. Just be careful of Vedic spies." The star picker patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jonah couldn't help but ask him: "Will the brothers come after them at any time? Where are we going next."

"I don't know, take one step as one step." The starcatcher replied with erratic eyes,

The gray-white buildings pass by the windows. The tallest buildings here are no more than two floors. The houses are square in shape and have no decorations. They look the same. At first glance, they are batch products guided by the principle of pragmatism. People on the street don’t Many, the shop signs are generally written in three languages: Southern Continental, Western Continental and Sanskrit, "Tavern." Asai suddenly exclaimed, "How about going for a drink, everyone, I heard the taste of Vedic wilt wine." It is a unique in the South Continent. The high-grade wine made from red wilted leaves is not only sweet and delicious, but also makes people feel happy and full of energy all day long without getting tired."

Jonah thought for a while and asked: "Asai, what fun do you have in drinking, think about it, it's the body of the child who has been dead for a long time drinking alcohol."

The Oriental was taken aback and scratched his head: "I never thought about this problem, but the aroma of wine, the taste that stays in the mouth, the sweetness of swallowing the throat, and the warmth of drinking into the stomach I pass "Jia Su" actually felt it,,, although the real me might be chewing maggots in that stinking world."

The astrologer's mouth began to secrete saliva. He resisted his nausea and sat a little farther away from the Easterners.

"Just kidding, Brother Jonah, kidding." The oriental laughed and slapped Jonah on the shoulder: "No matter how you can eat alien maggots, the worms in that world are small and difficult to catch. The taste is sour and numb, not good at all."

"That's good..." Jona took a breath, and suddenly felt something wrong: "...Wait, if you haven't eaten it, how do you know the taste is sour and sour."

Night came slowly. When they were talking, the car drove into an alley, the false wall at the end of the alley rang open to the sides, a secret passage appeared in front of them, the cowl was unloaded, and the elephant Being led away, several figures flashed from both sides, pushing the carriage to move on, "The place we are going to is too narrow, and the giant elephant can't enter, so we changed it to human propulsion. Please wait patiently." San Manduo's voice passed. Come,

"I hope there will be wine at the welcome banquet." Asai murmured,

"Buddhists are forbidden to drink alcohol." Three mandalas ruthlessly shattered the fantasy of the Orientals,

Ten minutes later, after turning a few confusing turns, the car was pushed into a small courtyard, "Please get off." The driver jumped out of the car and opened the door.

Jonah’s eyes were dazzled by the lights outside. He pulled Asaidang and got out of the carriage first. It took him a few seconds to get used to the bright courtyard. Then he was taken aback. The courtyard was full of darkness. People, men, women, children, old people, all put their hands together and bow their heads respectfully,

"This, what is this, don't do this, get up..." The astrologer hurriedly reached out to help the nearest man, and the Oriental said leisurely from behind: "Brother Jona, I guess these people are not welcoming you. ."

The gray robe hangs to the ground, and the figure of Venerable Gao Wuzhe slowly stepped off the carriage. Everyone in the yard bowed to the ground at the same time, making a five-body salute. The blushing Jona looked from countless deeply buried faces. Seeing the crystal tears above, Venerable Gao Wuzhe did not stay or support these abandoned believers. He squatted forward slowly, walking towards a brightly lit place, like a real king who is reviewing his own land,