Card Maker: My Cards Infinite Chain

The people who came spoke the language of the Hunters.

The tones of this language are mostly short, but when read in succession, there is a solemn feeling, like chanting scriptures.

Qiu Jindong's eyes were still alert: "Are you from the Hunters?"

Since the association sent them to the Hunters, they obviously knew how to speak the Hunter language.

Yu Cang didn't have that much trouble - when the monk was speaking, he had learned all the information about this language from the Starry Sky Vision, and had learned it in a very short time.

This pure knowledge that has nothing to do with power, in front of the Starry Sky Vision, can be said to melt in the mouth.

If people on both sides know the Starry Sky Vision, they can even communicate efficiently without the help of any language, but it is obvious that not many people from the Hunters can enter the Starry Sky Vision, so Yu Cang still needs to master some Hunter language.

For a civilization like the Nameless Empire, which has existed for billions of years, the knowledge accumulated in various fields such as literature and art must be incredible. If there is no efficient dissemination of knowledge by the Starry Sky Vision, a newborn may not be able to touch the cutting-edge knowledge in a field throughout his life, let alone make innovations.

The monk still clasped his hands together and nodded: "My name is Fashi, and I have met all the donors... From what you said, you are from outside the Changsheng Tent... Could you be from Yan?"

"..."

Fashi's tone was a little curious: "I heard that a team of envoys from Yan will come to the Great King's Court recently. I think it must be you, the donors?"

"... We are indeed from Yan." Qiu Jindong narrowed his eyes slightly, "You just called this place... the land of blessing? Come to the God's condemned wasteland to seek 'God's grace', are you from the Desolate Sect?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was ready for battle.

The phantom of the demon king behind Qiu Jindong was almost solidified. As soon as the opportunity came, he would immediately burst out from the death cooling and subdue Fashi on the spot.

However, Fashi didn't seem to notice the tense atmosphere at all. He still smiled kindly and put his hands together and said:

"No... I am a disciple of Changsheng, the current Ling Sui."

"Oh?" Qiu Jindong suddenly laughed, "From what you said, you know the existence of the Desolate Sect."

He was not surprised why it was the Desolate Sect, but took over the topic directly and naturally...

Then, this person must have a big problem.

First of all, looking for the so-called "divine grace" in such a ghost place is already very suspicious, and walking alone in the dangerous place surrounded by wild beasts in the middle of the night...

Anyway, this person must have a big problem!

Qiu Jindong made a decision in a flash.

Can't let him leave!

According to Tai Chu, she chose this route to avoid the hunters' tricks. Once this Dharma Master exposed their whereabouts, it is very likely that they will not be able to avoid the second half of the journey.

Attack!

Qiu Jindong's eyes were normal, but his hand holding the King's Sword was slightly tighter. He was about to strike out with the sword without any warning, but at this moment, he saw the monk in front of him bow slightly:

"Dear donors, I surrender."

Qiu Jindong: "......?"

Is his murderous aura so obvious?

... He is old after all.

The monk in front of him looked quite young, with very well maintained skin, smooth and delicate, like a baby, but from the expression in the corner of his eyes, he was definitely not as old as Yu Cang.

Perhaps, he was only about 30 years old, at most 40 years old. At this age, he was at most level 7, about the same as Du Yanran.

As long as he took action, this monk would not have any chance to resist... In fact, he would not even sense his murderous intentions, and would be killed directly without knowing it.

However, he surrendered before the fight.

Well... if that's the case, then it's better to have one less fight. He's under a lot of mental pressure now and it's a bit uncomfortable. If he can avoid fighting, he should.

Moreover, they are now completely in the dark about the situation inside the Changsheng Tent. Now that one person has fallen into their hands, it's a good opportunity to get some information.

However.

"... since you can say the word surrender, you must have some understanding of the current situation."

Qiu Jindong said, and Du Yanran behind him had already walked up and took out a lock of absolute pressure from his hand and used it directly.

"These are some necessary guarantee measures, you should understand."

Fa Shi smiled and nodded: "Of course."

Du Yanran walked forward and put the lock of absolute pressure on Fa Shi's wrist.

"Don't resist."

Fa Shi smiled and nodded, and took the initiative to stretch out his wrist.

The lock of absolute pressure wrapped around his wrist, making a crisp "click" sound, and at the same time, Fa Shi's smiling face suddenly stiffened.

Then, he restrained his expression and looked at the little thing on his wrist with some seriousness.

"My mental pressure..."

"This is the Absolute Pressure Lock, which can forcibly increase the mental pressure to the maximum value, so don't have any crooked thoughts." Du Yanran said.

The Absolute Pressure Lock is really useful.

For a soul card master, the mental pressure is full, which is definitely more uncomfortable than death.

Of course, most of these high-level soul card masters have become accustomed to the full mental pressure, but even so, no one wants to try this feeling.

Once it is full, it means that almost all methods related to soul cards cannot be used... For a soul card master, it is like a fish suddenly out of water.

Or, it's like a person leaving his phone.

This is not an exaggeration. When the mental pressure reaches a certain value, some totem products will lose their functions, including personal terminals.

Obviously, Fa Shi has sensed the terrifying power of the Absolute Pressure Lock, so his previous calmness has become a little bit out of control.

However, he quickly adjusted his state and restored his original friendly smile.

"It's really... interesting soul card." Fa Shi put on the Absolute Pressure Lock and put his hands together. "An epic soul card can't even make me think of a way to crack it..."

The Absolute Pressure Lock has a small room for improvement, so the military has studied it for so long and only upgraded its quality to epic.

As for the upgrade... it has strengthened some toughness, basically eliminating the possibility of being broken free by brute force.

Although this is just an epic card, as long as the target is locked without any defense, it will be difficult to break free even if it is a national defense.

Forcibly increasing mental pressure is too lethal to soul card masters.

Obviously, Fa Shi discovered this, but he quickly let it go.

In fact, he was more relaxed than before.

"In that case, I'll go in."

Fa Shi smiled, and then walked into the chariot's territory.

He looked around, his eyes full of novelty.

"Can this soul card change the terrain and prevent the invasion of wind and sand?... Dare to deploy it directly in the blessed land, it should be a soul card that can be maintained for a long time, or even move autonomously, right? It's really amazing."

Fa Shi walked forward, stretched out his hand, and stroked the shell of the armed chariot, with a sound of "tsk tsk".

"Is it a venue?... What a great design."

Du Yanran frowned slightly: "Be honest, don't wander around until the suspicion on you is cleared!"

"Okay, okay." Fashi raised his hand and was very obedient, "Next, I will definitely listen to the arrangements of the donors and never make trouble."

After that, he looked around again: "Let's not talk about that... Is there any food? I have been hungry for nearly three days in the blessed land... Donor, you won't abuse the prisoners, right? I heard that Yan Country doesn't do this..."

Qiu Jindong looked at Fashi up and down, and then, with a thought, the phantom of the demon king behind him faded a lot.

He walked forward, his face had eased a lot.

"Yanran, give him something to eat."

Du Yanran nodded, stretched his hand across his waist, and took out a lot of tactical dry food from a space soul card.

Fashi's eyes lit up, took it and began to gobble it up.

Qiu Jindong looked at him for a long time before saying, "You are so polite... Aren't you afraid that we will kill you?"

"I have this." Fa Shi raised his wrist while eating and pointed to the absolute pressure lock on it.

"This... uh... (swallow)... This little thing is so powerful. I don't know who made it... uh."

It can be seen that Fa Shi is really hungry. He ate and burped at the same time, and he almost choked himself.

"With this thing, I will not pose a threat at all, and I should still be useful, so I should not be killed... In this case, I will think less. You can't even let me eat..."

On the side, Wen Renge couldn't help but laugh.

Then, he slightly turned his body and whispered to Yu Cang, "This monk is quite open-minded... If I were in this situation, I would definitely not be so calm."

Yu Cang nodded, but did not speak.

In his mind, the information he had read before began to emerge.

Just now, the monk introduced himself, saying that he was "the spirit of the present age under Changsheng".

This has to mention the state religion of the Hunters, "Changsheng Religion".

This sect believes in a god named "Changsheng"... In fact, he is a mythical soul card master who rose in ancient times.

However, Yan Country does not have many records about this god, and even the truth is doubtful. There are only some fragmentary legends that show that he may exist.

According to the legend, "Changsheng" lived a total of 3,333 years old and was the strongest and highest god in the world. The "Changsheng Tent" in the different space that now protects the Hunters was opened up by "Changsheng" alone.

This Changsheng Tent is the "Heavenly Border Great Wall" of the Hunters, but its scope is much smaller than that of the Heavenly Border Great Wall... However, there are a total of nine layers of space in the Changsheng Tent, and each layer is not small, so it should not be underestimated.

However, at the beginning, the Changsheng Tent was not established to protect them.

According to rumors, Changsheng has 3,000 disciples, each of whom has unique skills. Lingsui is one of them and the most special disciple.

According to the records of the hunter tribe, Changsheng only lived for 3,333 years. It was not because he could only live that long. As the name suggests, Changsheng is immortal. However, every 1,111 years, Changsheng would fall into a dream from which he could not wake up.

At this time, Changsheng's disciple Lingsui would reincarnate in Changsheng's tent, go to the highest level of Changsheng's tent, and recite scriptures on the top of Lingguang Mountain to wake Changsheng up.

After three reincarnations, Lingsui's reincarnation had an accident - the master of the Great King's Court, who was greedy for power and conspiracy, killed Lingsui in that life. He did not want Changsheng to wake up. As long as Changsheng did not wake up, he would always be the master of the Great King's Court!

However, Changsheng was just asleep, not dead.

There is a natural disaster in the Changsheng Tent, which only Changsheng can conquer. This time Changsheng did not wake up in time. The natural disaster raged in the Great King's Court, and soon destroyed the Great King's Court. Only then did the Lord of the Great King's Court wake up and wanted to wake up. Immortal, but the soul is already dead, and the next reincarnation will have to wait another thousand years.

Changsheng was also angry and did not want to wake up again. Lingsui knew that he did not wake up Changsheng on time, and felt guilty, so he kept reincarnating in Changsheng's tent, and went to the top of Lingguang Mountain every year to recite scriptures in the hope of calming Changsheng's anger.

This spiritual age, reincarnation from generation to generation, is a bit like the meaning of "reincarnation of a prodigy".

However, no one knows whether this record is true or whether it is a pretense created by the Immortality Religion for the purpose of integrating politics and religion... In other words, the latter is more likely.

It is a little difficult for Shinhwa to live to be three thousand years old. Even Taichi has not lived to this age yet.

In short, every year now, when Ling Sui goes to Lingguang Mountain to recite scriptures, it is an important festival for the Hunter people, and its importance is equivalent to the Fire Festival of the Yan Kingdom.

The hunting tribe calls it "Sutra Chanting Day".

The Changsheng Account has been closed to the country for a long time, and Yan Guo also lacks understanding of its current internal situation. However, judging from previous records...

Yu Cang raised his eyebrows slightly.

The sutra reciting day should be coming soon.

The competition they went to participate in this time was held just a few days before the chanting day.

After the martial arts competition, you can chant sutras and experience the customs and habits of the hunting tribe.

On this important day, as the "spiritual year" of Fa Shi, shouldn't he stay in the longevity tent, burn incense, eat fast, and calm down? Why did you end up in this place? Are you still looking for some divine favor?

rustle……

At this time.

There were footsteps behind Yu Cang, Lou Yan opened the car door and got out of the car.

He looked at the back of Fa Shi, who was eating so much, with a particularly complicated look on his face.

"Fa Shi...brother."

interest--

Fa Shi's devouring movements suddenly stopped, he turned his head, and his eyes gradually widened.

"Lou Yan?"

Wow!

Fa Shi quickly put away all the tactical rations, then stood up and came to Lou Yan with a sudden movement.

"Are you really not dead?"

"Um."

Lou Yan's face showed a vigilant look. He took a few steps back, avoided Fa Shi's embrace, and came behind Yu Cang.

"You...well, where are the other brothers? How are they doing now?"

Fa Shi's body stiffened for a moment, and then returned to normal.

He smiled and said:

"Fortunately, everyone is okay and alive."

Lou Yan: "Well..."

"It seems you know each other." Yu Cang raised his eyebrows.

Fa Shi looked over and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Who is this?"

"Yu Cang."