I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

"In AD 788, the fourth year of Zhenyuan in the Tang Dynasty? That is to say, one thousand two hundred and thirty-two years back."

Tang You muttered to himself, stepping on the soft and deep snow, and looking around, he saw yellow-gray barren hills undulating endlessly, with deep valleys and cracks, occasionally dotted.

Perhaps the altitude is too high, and the snow is like a hat, covering the countless mountains, covering the barrenness and the silent alpine grasslands.

He struggled to find the pitiful memory of this place in his mind.

"If I remember correctly, most of this continuous mountain range should be located in the Khanate of the later generations."

The reason why Tang You can remember this mountain is because it was mentioned in the ancient Silk Road materials when he read it.

Between the Hindu Kush Mountains and the "Cong Ridge", which is now called the "Cong Ridge" in the Tang Dynasty, that is, the Pamir Plateau in later generations, there is a long and narrow valley called the Wakhan Corridor, which was an important part of the ancient Silk Road. .

Judging from the last time crossing experience, the arrival location after crossing is not random, but is deliberately selected by the system.

But right now, Tang You didn't notice the evil aura.

Suddenly, the mark of the Holy Shield in his hand suddenly burst into a beam of light, which made him look up immediately.

As far as the eye can see, the golden beam of light reaches a height of several kilometers, and if it encounters obstacles, it spreads around like sputtering, and slides down in an arc, in the shape of a rapidly spreading hood.

But this "hood" is too large, with Tang You's mid-level 4 vision, you can only observe a little arc, but you can't see its final edge.

"The silt bottom evil carries special items to erase its own pollution, and resides in the body of the historical aborigines. Without using more than extraordinary power, it is basically immune to space-time row 20."

"Furthermore, the special items it carries also continuously bring about level 0 evils. Although the resulting silt evils are no longer polluting, the situation is equally serious."

"Therefore, the system launched a blockade enchantment, blocking an area with a radius of 1,000 kilometers centered on Tirichmir Peak. Any silt bottom evil can't cross this area."

"The price is that within the blockade, any extraordinary creature can use a minimum amount of extraordinary power without being expelled. But every time this limit is exceeded, the probability of being ostracized by the universe increases dramatically."

"Hint 1: Among the aborigines in this time and space, some characters with special 'conceptual identities' have a very high limit to use extraordinary power without being expelled."

"Tip 2: Judging from the current situation, this time the silt bottom is evil, and it will change history in a 'gentle' way with the least crowding out."

"Tip 3: There are three special items brought by the evil spirits at the bottom of the mud."

After the system finished speaking, the beam of light rushing out of the imprint also stopped, and high in the sky, the blocking barrier had already formed.

Tang You frowned, the corners of his clothes swaying in the high-altitude wind.

The meaning of the system is obvious. The means of silting the bottom through the time line and bypassing the cosmic barrier to invade the Blue Star universe is always evolving.

Last time, they were already "smart" and largely avoided the exclusion of the Blue Star universe by embedding real historical events.

But this time, it was more thorough, giving up high-level combat power directly, and only using special items to continuously summon low-level evil spirits with unpolluted power, and lodged with the aborigines.

And in this way, even if they do nothing, just the increase that their boarding brings to the aborigines is enough to shake history.

After all, in such an era of cold weapons, if a force that was originally inconspicuous suddenly becomes invulnerable, how amazing the change in history will be, no need to go into details.

Perhaps, this is the so-called "gentle" change of history.

Moreover, in such a way that he can hide from the Blue Star material universe, if he does not show extraordinary power and can only use a low level of power, it may be difficult to identify the parasite.

"The bottom of the silt is evil, this is going to be played with yin."

Tang You shook his head and muttered to himself, then asked the system in his heart: "System, within this barrier, what is the upper limit of the strength that I can safely use?"

"Level 2 limit." The system responded.

Hearing this, Tang You looked solemn and worried.

In the face of such a large place and such a disgusting way of hiding this time, the upper limit of the power he can safely use is the limit of level 2.

To find out all this, do we have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

...

Wakhan Corridor.

A long team of people and camels walks at the bottom of the valley.

On both sides of the camel, there are baskets of luggage, and you can vaguely smell the smell of various spices inside, and some of them reveal the fur products in them.

And the people in the team are even more diverse, there are Tang people in strong suits, cannibals in turbans, and Tocharian people who look somewhere in between.

This is clearly a caravan traveling along the Silk Road.

They shipped silk, tea, and china from the East, and sold them to tribes and nations along the way, through the Eastern Roman Empire, as far as the Euro-Brazilian coast, which would later become Rotterdam.

Thousands of kilometers all the way!

When the caravan returned, it would be as it is now, laden with gold and silver, spices, precious furs, and so on.

In the afternoon, the Wakhan Corridor between the mountains is even darker.

The road met the stream, although it was winter and it was already frozen, but the caravan was still shouting in multiple languages, and slowly stopped, preparing for a short repair.

Some people took out the dry food and filled it with water from the water bag, so that they would not eat the next meal.

The people wearing light leather armor and holding weapons are vigilantly taking turns eating. After all, this long road is not safe.

In this corridor of hundreds of kilometers, there are many robbers who graze on weekdays and occasionally ride horses with knives and bows.

With a bright bald head and a dharma world wearing a gray fluttering monk's robe, he fastened his camel, and in the slightly dim sky, listening to the whimpering sound of the water flowing under the ice, he took out rough dry food and chewed it.

The leeward here, the cold temporarily subsided, but a little further away, the fierce cold wind was still blowing, and in the long valley, there was a shocking howl.

On the cheeks of the Dharma interface chewing dry food, there are vicissitudes and aging that have gone through the wind and rain.

Through the deep facial features and slightly thicker hair, it can be clearly seen that he is a mixed Han and Hu.

Halfway through chewing, he suddenly looked up to both sides, and saw that there was still a trace of afterglow on the towering and steep snow-capped mountains, making the white snow more and more dazzling.

Although the Dharma Realm has escaped into the empty door for many years, at this moment, it is still uncontrollable, and there is an indescribable emotion.

Counting it, the last time I saw such a scene was actually thirty-six years ago!

I do not know more than one hundred and forty years ago, after seventeen years, Master Xuanzang returned from a westward journey to seek the Dharma, and how did he feel when he saw the snow-capped mountains on both sides of the river that did not melt all year round?

Without clasping his hands together, the Dharma Realm sighed in his heart: "I am so young, I am nostalgic for my hometown, and after all, my roots have not faded away, and it is difficult to achieve positive results."

At this time, someone suddenly asked in Chinese with a Chang'an accent: "This Master, you and I have traveled this far, and have not asked for the name of the law."

Hearing this, Dharma Realm turned his head to look and found that he was a young westerner with black hair and brown eyes.

Seeing the Dharma Realm look over, the young man quickly sorted out his armor: "I'm from Rome, and my Chinese name is Li De."

Putting his hands together and nodding slightly, the Dharma Realm said peacefully: "Li donor, the poor monk in the Dharma Realm. I don't know where the donor mandarin came from?"

Li De laughed: "We also have your Tang businessmen there. I learned from them. By the way, Master Dharma Realm, you are a Tang monk, how come you come here?"

The mind of the Dharma world was difficult to understand, and he was speechless for a moment, and Fang Shengfang seemed to have a feeling and said: "The poor monk was originally a member of the Four Gates of the Four Gates of Jingzhou, the left guard of the Tang Dynasty. return."

"In the twelfth year of Tianbao, the embassy set off from Jibin to prepare to return to Chang'an and arrived at Gandhara. The poor monk was seriously ill and could not move. He stayed in Gandhara to recover from his illness, and made a vow: If he is cured, he will become a monk. ."

"I've been alone in a foreign land for decades, and the older I get, the more I want to return home."

"My teacher, Shili Yuemo, took pity on me, granted me what I asked for, and gave me the "Ten Power Sutra" and other Sanskrit scriptures to bring back to the Tang Dynasty, so that I have something to explain. Therefore, I have this journey of return."

The more you talk about it, the more complicated the mind of the Dharma realm becomes.

When he was ordered to leave Chang'an by Emperor Xuanzong, the Tang Dynasty was still prosperous, but a few years after Gandhara entered the empty gate, he heard news from the business traveler that An Lushan and Shi Siming rebelled.

And he climbed over the Kush Mountains of Hindu Kush last year to the country of Tochara, and after hearing about this for more than 20 years, he has actually experienced the four emperors. The once prosperous and prosperous Tang Dynasty has shown a clear trend of decline.

How could this not make him feel like a dream.

Li De, who doesn't have much heart, also heard that the great monk in front of him was uneasy, and turned to talk about this trip: "I heard from the caravan people that in one day's journey, we will be able to step into the Great Tang Anxi. Within the territory of the Protectorate, Master of the Dharma Realm, you will soon be able to return to your hometown."

Reassured by this, the Dharma Realm only nodded his head, and then asked Li De: "Master Li, poor monk Guan, you are neither a messenger nor a businessman. You dare to ask why you are walking alone and going to the Tang Dynasty alone."

Li De immediately grinned, but after laughing, he suddenly became dumb: "This is because I admire the culture of the Tang Dynasty, so I chose a Chinese name for myself, just to see what the businessmen say about the complexities. **Spend."

"Secondly, it's because I split my brother's title, he always dislikes me, and I don't want to be intrigued with those nobles in the city all day long, so I go out for a long trip."

"When I go back, I'm getting old, and I will tell my future children and grandchildren what I've seen and heard along the way, and let them know that this world is so vast, not just those small forests and cities."

The Dharma Realm was a little puzzled: "The woods?"

Li De nodded and said a little embarrassedly: "Like your Tang country, our nobles also have back covers, and the family name is usually the name of the fief. The fief of our family is a certain forest."

At this moment, the Dharma Realm's eyes suddenly condensed, and he stood up in a "fly", walked out of the leeward, and looked out in the cold wind.

I saw in the sky far away, a golden beam of light rose into the sky, and then spread to this point, quickly obscuring the entire sky as far as the eye could see.

"Master of the Dharma Realm, what's the matter?" Li De stepped forward and followed his gaze, only to see Yuntian getting darker and darker.

The Dharma Realm was inexplicably shocked by what he saw. When he looked back, he found that Li De was full of doubts, as if he had not seen it at all. He couldn't help but say, "Master Li, such a magnificent vision! Didn't you see it?"

Li De was even more at a loss: "Ah? This... how can there be..."

Hearing this, Dharma Realm turned around and saw that the rest of the caravan members looked as usual, but there were only a few who looked at him curiously.

Under the astonishment in his heart, he gradually understood something, and looked up to the sky again, only to see that the beam of light was gone, but there were still occasional hidden golden glows emerging from the clouds.

Dharma Realm is a monk who has practiced for nearly 30 years. Although shock and doubts are intertwined, he still reluctantly suppresses his emotions. He picks up the beads in his hand and twists them, but he doesn't say anything.

Li De looked at the old monk in the Dharma Realm, silently turned back to the leeward, took out a straw mat and a thick quilt from the camel's bag, laid one on a stone and the other on his back, and recited the scriptures in a low voice.

He was bewildered, but he didn't ask any further questions when it was only a matter of time when the religious personnel were in trouble.

Darkness enveloped the earth, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

People were clad in bedding, huddled in camels to keep warm, and they were still shivering from the cold.

The Dharma Realm has not slept for a long time.

As a religious person, he knows better than ordinary people that there is no magical power in this world, but what he saw in the afternoon still reverberated in his mind.

After practicing for his age, the cold could no longer make him feel pain, but the smell of camels and his restlessness made him sleepless.

Just then, there was a slight tremor on the ground.

Dharma Realm just sat up vigilantly, when he saw a man with a knife to watch the night, and suddenly shouted: "Enemy attack! Horse thief!!!"

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