Chapter 68: One Point Part Three
Chen Qingshan froze for a moment before nodding and saying, “Yeah, I was wrong. The emperors of Great Sui are aggressive; they would never allow any people to be more influential than them in Great Sui. It would be impossible for the Daoist Sect to reach the level of the Buddhist Sect.”
“However, imperialism can’t survive without religion,” Fang Jie said with a smile, “The rulers need these leaders of religions to fool more people. However, unless the emperors are wastrels, they would never allow leaders of religions to rule over them.”
Da Quan suddenly smiled and said in a self-mocking tone, “Even when some emperors aren’t wastrels, they might face the tragic situation of their empires being conquered.”
What he said was completely unrelated to the discussion; it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
Fang Jie looked at Da Quan and thought about something.
The group of people got closer and closer to where Fang Jie was.
When the red horse-drawn carriage in the lead got close to this town, the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged daoist could be seen. He had sharp brows and a tall nose, and he sat in the carriage cross-legged. His attire was different from others. It was red, and the complicated patterns on it were embroidered with golden strings. His eyes were closed at this moment, and his hands were resting on his knees, making a daoist gesture. The most eye-catching thing about him was that he had a red dot in the middle of his forehead.
It was hard to tell if he was born with it, or it was painted on.
Looking from afar, it seemed like he had a red third eye on his forehead. This red dot that was the size of a walnut looked like a vertical eye, and it was even brighter than his robe, catching everyone’s attention.
Although he was far away, Fang Jie suddenly felt suffocating after looking at that red mark for too long.
“Don’t look,” Chen Qingshan whispered, “The mark on the forehead of that senior daoist is strange. I almost blanked out when I saw him for the first time.”
Fang Jie asked with a frown, “He is one of the senior daoists that you mentioned? How come he doesn’t look old?”
Chen Qingshan nodded and replied, “This red-robed daoist is Phoenix-Chirp Daoist, and he is responsible for discipline and punishment in the Daoist Sect. Although his cultivation strength is insanely powerful, perhaps I can escape even if I can’t defeat him since I can sense his power. However, the senior daoist in the second horse-drawn carriage is truly terrifying… I can’t see through his strength!”
Perhaps those who made Chen Qingshan afraid were truly terrifying.
At this moment, this group suddenly stopped beside the town, and many residents of the town gathered on two sides of the road and chatted.
In reality, the citizens of Great Sui didn’t know much about the Daoist Sect. Since Heaven-Bless Emperor Yang Yi started to promote the Daoist Sect, it started to gain traction in the south since Pure Joy Mountain was in the south. However, citizens in places like Capital Region Circuit and River-North Circuit were more foreign to the Daoist Sect and even rejected it a little.
After all, it wasn’t easy to make a group of atheists to adopt a religion.
Seeing more and more people gathering around them, a daoist in a dark-green robe walked before everyone and started to promote the dogma of Daoism. When people asked questions, he would answer with a smile.
“There aren’t immortals and gods in Heaven; Heaven itself is the greatest god,” the daoist said with a smile, “Heaven created everything in the world, and fate is also determined by Heaven. The Emperor of Great Sui is really the Heaven’s Child, and his words represent Heavenly Mandate. Why can’t people go against His Majesty’s words? You shouldn’t go against Heavenly Mandate.”
Hearing this, Fang Jie laughed and whispered, “These daoists sure know their jobs; they must have promoted the Emperor of Great Sui nonstop along the way.”
The residents listened carefully, and some people would ask questions frequently. At this moment, an ox suddenly dashed out of the forest. No one knew why it was startled and acting berserk, but it charged toward the crowd while its owner chased after it and shouted to warn people.
Just as this ox was about to smash into the crowd, the red-robed daoist who was sitting in his horse-drawn carriage suddenly opened his eyes, and he slowly pointed at the direction of the ox with one of his fingers.
A section of the road that was as hard as bricks collapsed, and a big pit appeared out of nowhere. The ox couldn’t stop and fell into it.
Then, it groaned in pain as several bones broke. However, regardless of how it struggled, it couldn’t get out of the pit as if it was tied down by a net.
“Damn!” Fang Jie’s eyes widened and said, “They are showing off way too much!”
“However, imperialism can’t survive without religion,” Fang Jie said with a smile, “The rulers need these leaders of religions to fool more people. However, unless the emperors are wastrels, they would never allow leaders of religions to rule over them.”
Da Quan suddenly smiled and said in a self-mocking tone, “Even when some emperors aren’t wastrels, they might face the tragic situation of their empires being conquered.”
What he said was completely unrelated to the discussion; it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
Fang Jie looked at Da Quan and thought about something.
The group of people got closer and closer to where Fang Jie was.
When the red horse-drawn carriage in the lead got close to this town, the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged daoist could be seen. He had sharp brows and a tall nose, and he sat in the carriage cross-legged. His attire was different from others. It was red, and the complicated patterns on it were embroidered with golden strings. His eyes were closed at this moment, and his hands were resting on his knees, making a daoist gesture. The most eye-catching thing about him was that he had a red dot in the middle of his forehead.
It was hard to tell if he was born with it, or it was painted on.
Looking from afar, it seemed like he had a red third eye on his forehead. This red dot that was the size of a walnut looked like a vertical eye, and it was even brighter than his robe, catching everyone’s attention.
Although he was far away, Fang Jie suddenly felt suffocating after looking at that red mark for too long.
“Don’t look,” Chen Qingshan whispered, “The mark on the forehead of that senior daoist is strange. I almost blanked out when I saw him for the first time.”
Fang Jie asked with a frown, “He is one of the senior daoists that you mentioned? How come he doesn’t look old?”
Chen Qingshan nodded and replied, “This red-robed daoist is Phoenix-Chirp Daoist, and he is responsible for discipline and punishment in the Daoist Sect. Although his cultivation strength is insanely powerful, perhaps I can escape even if I can’t defeat him since I can sense his power. However, the senior daoist in the second horse-drawn carriage is truly terrifying… I can’t see through his strength!”
Perhaps those who made Chen Qingshan afraid were truly terrifying.
At this moment, this group suddenly stopped beside the town, and many residents of the town gathered on two sides of the road and chatted.
In reality, the citizens of Great Sui didn’t know much about the Daoist Sect. Since Heaven-Bless Emperor Yang Yi started to promote the Daoist Sect, it started to gain traction in the south since Pure Joy Mountain was in the south. However, citizens in places like Capital Region Circuit and River-North Circuit were more foreign to the Daoist Sect and even rejected it a little.
After all, it wasn’t easy to make a group of atheists to adopt a religion.
Seeing more and more people gathering around them, a daoist in a dark-green robe walked before everyone and started to promote the dogma of Daoism. When people asked questions, he would answer with a smile.
“There aren’t immortals and gods in Heaven; Heaven itself is the greatest god,” the daoist said with a smile, “Heaven created everything in the world, and fate is also determined by Heaven. The Emperor of Great Sui is really the Heaven’s Child, and his words represent Heavenly Mandate. Why can’t people go against His Majesty’s words? You shouldn’t go against Heavenly Mandate.”
Hearing this, Fang Jie laughed and whispered, “These daoists sure know their jobs; they must have promoted the Emperor of Great Sui nonstop along the way.”
The residents listened carefully, and some people would ask questions frequently. At this moment, an ox suddenly dashed out of the forest. No one knew why it was startled and acting berserk, but it charged toward the crowd while its owner chased after it and shouted to warn people.
Just as this ox was about to smash into the crowd, the red-robed daoist who was sitting in his horse-drawn carriage suddenly opened his eyes, and he slowly pointed at the direction of the ox with one of his fingers.
A section of the road that was as hard as bricks collapsed, and a big pit appeared out of nowhere. The ox couldn’t stop and fell into it.
Then, it groaned in pain as several bones broke. However, regardless of how it struggled, it couldn’t get out of the pit as if it was tied down by a net.
“Damn!” Fang Jie’s eyes widened and said, “They are showing off way too much!”
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