Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

In the sky, the fierce constant sun gradually sank into the sea as time passed; and the hot air during the day gradually became warmer as the evening approached.

"Hello, hello, hello!"

On the wide, high-quality teak deck, an elderly Gallic man with a calm face held a charcoal pencil, slid it on a wooden board, and carefully taught a group of half-grown Chinese children sitting on the ground below.

"Hello, hello, hello!"

Among the high-spirited repetitions of these children who have just finished their shipping duties and are taking classes seriously.

Hong Tiangui stood behind the fence at the rudder of the ship at the top of the deck, looking down at the youngest group of Daqing slaves who came from the cabin and were deceived and sold.

"Comrade Tian Hui Shou."

"This Gaul may have a huge secret!"

Li Gu had a five-section red scarf wrapped around his arm. He stood behind Hong Tiangui and whispered.

After the demonic modification of the "Taiping Qingling Book" and the addition of a large number of ideas from the previous life of Mr. Ma of the Celestial Dynasty, which formed the foundation of Hong Tiangui's "Taiping Daoism" in this world, the "Taiping Society" organization created based on this was born.

Hong Tiangui also deservedly served as the first leader of the Taiping Society.

Unlike the nearly fifty panic-stricken Western crew members who survived the resistance after Hong Tiangui used his spiritual magic to kill the captain of the slave ship and took control of the entire ship, the old Gaulish man in front of him was

Hong Tiangui met a shipwreck survivor two weeks ago when he was replenishing fresh water on an unnamed desert island along the route.

This survivor, who had been living alone on a desert island for a month, showed no signs of panic or fear when he met Hong Tiangui, the leader of the slave ship rebels. Instead, he maintained a considerable degree of calmness and demeanor.

After learning that the old man was from Gaul and not from the East Tianzhu Company of West Fork, the owner of the slave ship, Hong Tiangui happily recruited this survivor who knew the writing and languages ​​of 7 Western countries as his Western consultant.

He was appointed to be temporarily responsible for teaching Hong Tiangui to a group of Chinese students who knew English.

"Don't worry."

"This knowledgeable Gaul elder can survive safely on a desert island for a month. His ability must be extraordinary!"

"It's not surprising that an extraordinary elder has his own secrets."

Hong Tiangui walked forward slowly, standing in front of the rudder, and gently touched the railing in front of him with his right hand, feeling the rough solid wood texture in his palm, and continued.

"As long as he opposes the slave trade, does not discriminate against us yellow people, and is willing to serve our Taiping Society."

"Then there's no need for us to get to the bottom of it."

"Go tell our people to give up the next temptation, Comrade Li."

Although the Taiping Society was founded on this three-masted slave ship, it has only been 2 months and less than 60 days.

However, Hong Tiangui, who has the memory of Liu Ming in his previous life in the Celestial Dynasty, borrowed the structure of an organization that was the predecessor of the Russian state in the memory of the Celestial Dynasty and created the Taipinghui system. He has used his spiritual power and a gentle inspiration method to penetrate into all the Daqings on the ship.

Human heart.

Therefore, when he heard Hong Tiangui call him "comrade", Li Gu subconsciously put his feet together. He did not feel embarrassed at all as an adult being ordered by a young man. Instead, he said solemnly.

"I will obey your instructions, comrade leader."

"Well, you should deal with it as soon as possible!"

"In addition, don't forget to inform everyone that after these little carrots finish the Spanish course, come to the top deck and hold the 'Remembering the Sufferings and Thinking of the Sweetness' Taiping Affairs Class of each group in accordance with the regulations."

Hong Tiangui turned around and gave instructions to Li Gu, and looked calmly at Li Gu's back as he left after being ordered.

These days, only Hong Tiangui, who has the soul essence of the second-order peak god-demon level, can sense it. He was once called the Heavenly King, and the thread of faith wrapped around the "true spirit" at the core of his soul has gradually collapsed.

And the "Taiping Qingling Book" was simplified by Yuzhu, and he had melted it into the "Taiping Daoism" which was his natal magic weapon according to the rules of this world, but the aura of faith in it is becoming more and more magnificent and hot!

The theory of "Taiping Taoism" that absorbed the "true truth", combined with Li Gu's unsuspecting loyalty, and Hong Tiangui's ideological inspiration formed by high-end spiritual power, made even Li Gu, who had been a devout believer for more than ten years,

The old believers of Huangtian God have gradually changed their rigid thoughts in these days.

"It's a pity that Uncle Li Gu is getting old after all."

Turning around, Hong Tiangui's eyes stared at the classroom below again, especially the shoulders of the Gaul elder.

If you look at it from a spiritual perspective, on the shoulder of the old Gaul man who is teaching, there is a group of "eagles" that are agile and have a little free will, condensed from transparent spiritual power, and are constantly looking around.

, and rhythmically exudes one after another of exploring spiritual pulses.

"I really didn't expect that the master assassin in the previous game would actually appear in this world."

"hope."

"We will not be enemies!"

After Hong Tiangui stared at it for a moment, he sighed a few words in his heart, then turned around and walked towards the captain's cabin.

All these actions did not attract the slightest attention from the elder who was in class below and was called the Master Assassin by Hong Tiangui.

Next, Hong Tiangui will give "Taiping doctrine lessons" to nearly a thousand Chinese people on the slave ship in batches at night. It is expected that before the ship approaches the coastline of the New World, a group of budding new people worthy of reuse will be absorbed into the Taiping cadre.

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"On this old three-masted sailing ship, most of the cabins have been converted into slave warehouses with a small space.

Nearly 1,000 homeless young and middle-aged refugees from the Guangzhou area of ​​Daqing in the East were tricked into boarding the boat."

"According to the route practices I know from the Brotherhood, these poor Easterners, if they successfully reach the New World, will become railroad slaves in the United States of America."

"However, a very young sage who also came from the East led his followers and saved these people in a storm half a month after going to sea."

"Oh, dear Guttel!"

"Please forgive me for using words like 'sage' to describe that young man."

"The ideas he spread about "allowing society to be stable and mankind to be at peace" are really too rebellious and incredible."

"At first, I just thought that the young man was just a delusional person, but after I attended a few Taiping Association classes, I actually felt that there really was a trace of that kind of world, that kind of paradise on earth...

It’s possible, it’s achievable!”

"'There has never been a savior, and we do not rely on God (gods) or monarchs. To create a peaceful world, we can only rely on ourselves.'"

"Listen, what a rebellious language this is...listen to me Gutel."

"This is simply the same thing as the Templar Knights and the Holy See King. They fell naked from the clouds and then stepped on them hard."

On the far right side of the lower deck of the three-masted schooner is a small cargo hold that was previously vacant.

Now, Hong Tiangui assigned it to the old Gaul man whom he rescued halfway to live.

At this time, the old Gallic man had just finished dinner and was half lying on the wooden bed in the cargo hold. While tasting a small bottle of rum, he was recording something with a slender quill under the dim light of the kerosene lamp.

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"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After three quiet knocks on the door, the young voice of one of the wisest Spanish apprentices of the old Gaul sounded.

"Mr. Anodorian!"

"Our Taiping class is about to start. Do you want to attend with us?"

The old Gaulish man named Anodourian put down his pen, hesitated briefly, and immediately responded loudly.

"I'll be here right away, you go first!"

"Then let's go first, Mr. Anodorian."

Listening to the hurried voice of his Spanish apprentice leaving, Arnold Dorian shook his head helplessly and quickly wrote the last few words of the day with a quill on the paper in his hand.

"Okay, Gutel, that's all for today."

"May freedom be with you!"

After finishing writing somewhat hastily, Anodorian solemnly put on his top hat, tidied up his appearance, then opened the wooden door and walked towards the top deck.

Only the dim light was left, illuminating a row of silver-inlaid Egyptian inscriptions on the dagger in front of the wooden bed.

"Everything is empty, everything is allowed."

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