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"It seems that many things are much more useful than brute force!" replied casually.

"I called you here today just to tell you very clearly. Beihai has always been the land of my Great Song Dynasty, and you who live in Beihai are the people of my Great Song Dynasty. Wenda Heavenly Master said.

His voice didn't necessarily raise his breath, but it spread through everyone's ears, making it clear to people.

"Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister!" Wen Fei said lightly: "You are now my courtiers of the Great Song Dynasty, and as a courtier, you have the obligation to pay taxes to the imperial court." Of course, I'm rich in the Song Dynasty, and I can't look down on your cattle and sheep or anything. So, you just want to help my Da Song!"

Such tough words made the leaders of those tribes listen to it, and they are all buzzing. If it weren't for the unlucky ghost Hebula just now, who was so easily killed by a thunderbolt, maybe these unruly tribal leaders would have started to clamor by now.

Master Wen Da couldn't do it himself: "Those who contribute to my court, the court will not be stingy." Come on, get your stuff out!"

Under the order of the Heavenly Master Wenda, all kinds of cloth, silk, salt, tea, these things were piled up like stones, and they were piled up in front of everyone.

The nostrils of each tribal leader dilate, and the breath burns.

These things may not be worth much money in Middle-earth. But transporting it thousands of miles away to the far north is more precious than anything else.

Even a tea brick. It may cost dozens of the best furs to get them. It's even priceless!

It's the patriarchs of this tribe. They can only drink these tea bricks often, and even only when they are sick, they take them out and knock down a small piece to boil and drink as precious medicinal herbs.

And those soft fabrics and whatnot, in front of these tribesmen who can only wear animal skins, are even more tempting.

To know about leather tanning processing. It's never something simple. Those precious furs are hard to buy in Middle-earth. But in their case, because the tanning leather is not up to standard, the leather is rough and even smells rotten even on hot days.

In short, these things, for them who are almost still in a primitive society. It's absolutely precious.

If you can grab it. They don't mind snatching it all home. But looking at the men and horses brought by the Great Celestial Master, the horses and horses are strong and the armor is distinct, which is enough to make them awe-inspired.

Not to mention, the Prophet who could be furious standing with their Sage!

Therefore, these patriarchs, who had already complied with the laws of nature, wisely chose other methods, and one person stood up boldly: "How can we be regarded as contributing to the imperial court?"

Master Wen said with a smile: "This question is good, come on, reward!"

Someone went over and gave him a brick of tea. Immediately make this rough-looking man. The guy with messy hair and beard can't see in his eyes with joy.

The others saw it and there was a stir. I don't know how many guys who were originally cold bystanders. At this time, it suddenly became exciting.

"First of all, you all have to believe in my Dao!" said the Great Celestial Master.

This sentence caused them to be uneasy again, and the guy who had just gotten the tea brick asked, "What is the Great Dao...... We all believe in immortality, and so do our ancestors. ”

Master Wen smiled and said, "Very good. What's your name?"

"I'm a chauffeur," the guy replied.

Such a coincidence? Even Great Heavenly Master Wen didn't expect to catch such a big fish. He smiled and said, "This question, in fact, you can ask this Sage of yours, what he believes in is the Great Dao!"

"Isn't that the Immortal Heaven?" someone muttered. For this sage who has shown incomparable supernatural powers, all the tribes are very in awe and worship.

Zhong Liquan smiled bitterly and stood up: "The avenue is invisible, giving birth to the world." The avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon. The avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time. I don't know its name, but it's a strong name! It's not impossible to call it Immortal Heaven!"

"That's the Immortal Heaven, we have always believed in the Immortal Heaven!" many people began to rejoice. I even felt that Master Wen became closer.

At this time, Master Wen felt that Taoism was not all bad. If those monotheistic religions had used such a statement to preach, they would have been purged by the diehards in their own religion long ago!

With a dry cough, Master Wen said again: "Each tribe must send one person. Well, you have to be the heir of the tribe and go to Tokyo City to study. Of course, I won't let you pay for your tuition!"

In the midst of the chaotic round of these people, Master Wen suddenly unfolded a picture scroll in his hand. Even Zhong Liquan glanced at it and let out an irrepressible voice of surprise.

It was a huge white cloth that hung down from the top of the cliff, and then a pillar of light came from afar and shone on the canvas. Countless unimaginable images can appear in front of everyone's eyes.

Even the well-informed Zhong Liquan didn't think of it at all, and exclaimed: "Mirage? No, it should be the illusion used by the sect leader at the beginning of his mission, right?

Wen Da Tianshi nodded and smiled slightly, it had been a long, long time since he had done this kind of divine stick again. Revisiting the past few days again today has a kind of intimate feeling.

At this time, all the other tribal patriarchs were completely dumbfounded. The scenes that appeared in that picture were all rich and prosperous that they had never dreamed of.

In the mist of the sparse forest, there are several huts, grass bridges, flowing water, old trees and flat boats. Two porters drove a donkey with five spoonfuls of charcoal toward the city.

A willow forest, the branches have just flashed tender green, making people feel that although it is cold in spring, the earth has rejuvenated. Compared to this icy and snowy northern country, it is even more bright.

Then there was the densely populated people, the grain ships gathered, and some people were resting in the teahouse, some were watching fortune telling, and some were eating in the rice shop.

There are also all kinds of shops, sweeping tombs and selling offerings, boats in the river, end to end, or slender men pulling, or boatmen rocking oars, some full of goods, upstream, some anchored at the shore, nervously unloading.

The dream-like prosperity of Bianliang City, Tokyo, has crossed the limitations of space and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

A wooden bridge like a rainbow appeared in front of everyone first, with exquisite structure and beautiful form. It's like a rainbow across the river.

A Bianhe River crosses the bridge, thousands of sails compete, hundreds of boats compete for the current. Some are moored near the pier, and some are driving in the river.

Two large boats were overloaded, and the owners hired a lot of porters to pull the boats. A large ship carrying a cargo has sailed under the bridge and will soon be passing through the hole.

At this time, the boatmen of the big ship seemed very busy. Some stand on the top of the canopy and drop the sails, some hold the penny vigorously on the side of the ship, and some use the penny to hold up the roof of the bridge hole, so that the boat can pass safely along the water.

This tense scene attracted the attention of tourists on the bridge and neighboring boatmen, who stood by and shouted and cheered.

There are some vendors and many tourists on the west side of the bridge. There are knives, scissors, and miscellaneous goods on the stalls. There are those who sell tea, and there are those who read fortunes.

Many visitors leaned on the railings on the side of the bridge, or pointed or watched the boats passing by in the river. On the sidewalk in the middle of the bridge, there is a bustling flow of people, all walks of life, all of which are current.

With the tall castle tower as the center, the houses on both sides are lined up, and there are tea houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses, and so on.

In the store, there are specialized in silk and satin, jewelry and spices, incense paper horses, etc., in addition, there are also medical clinics, cart repair, fortune telling, face trimming, and all walks of life.

The head of the big shop is also tied up with "Cailou Huanmen", hanging the banner of the market, soliciting business, and the pedestrians of the market are rubbing shoulders one after another, and the river is endless.

There are businessmen, gentry watching the street scene, officials on horseback, hawkers, family members in sedan chairs, monks with backpacks, tourists from other places asking for directions, children in the streets and alleys who listen to stories, children of wealthy families who drink in restaurants, disabled old people begging on the edge of the city, men and women, old and young, farmers, businessmen and commerce, three religions and nine streams, everything.

There are sedan chairs, camels, oxen and horse carts, rickshaws, peaceful cars, flat-headed cars, all kinds of vehicles, all kinds of things. Colors and shapes are displayed in front of people's eyes.

These tribes on the shores of the North Sea, even if they are patriarchs, have been hunting and grazing or fishing here all their lives.

Even if you go to a small county, you can be shocked. What's more, in this time and space, the greatest city in the whole world.

It's a life they can't dream of, the lethality of this bustling scene. I'm afraid that any knife and gun will work.

Even any peddler should wear clothes that are much more decent and comfortable than their most honorable patriarch. There are also countless utensils that dazzle their eyes.

This kind of situation will only occur in the ** decade, when the Chinese people see the prosperous scenery of the pearl from those videotape movies, right?

Even Zhong Liquan had already jumped off the cliff, looking at these silent pictures, he could see that he was fascinated. After leaving Middle-earth for more than ten years, the old country is still prosperous, which evokes a bit of homesickness.

"This is the Tokyo City of the Great Song Dynasty!" said Master Wenda, "Only sons who can inherit the position of patriarch can be allowed to study in Tokyo City!"

No one objected to this, and after seeing such a picture, countless people wanted to go in person. Where else can I take care of?