Chapter 95 The Source of Civilization

Chang'an City.

This city is a thousand-year-old capital and one of the transit stations connecting the Western Regions.

The railway ends here, and goods from the south and other places gather here, and then are transported to the Western Regions by cars, horses, and manpower.

The railway has a special troop guard and a special railway police system.

Today, in front of the railway government office.

"Postponed? Why postponed? Is the railway broken?"

"I'm going to ship goods to Zhengzhou. If it's a few days late, I'll be fined. How many days will it take to open to traffic?"

"It will open to traffic in two days. I have nothing else to say. If you say a few more words, no one will be allowed to use the railway in the future."

In front of the railway government office, a group of merchants were discussing. After the railway official said this with a cold face, everyone was silent and dared not say more.

The railway is a way to make money. Goods can be transported in large quantities, and funds can flow back quickly. Back and forth, they make a lot of money, and the merchants' business has grown more than tenfold.

In the past, a shop that could support dozens of workers was considered a big shop. Now, it is embarrassing to go out without two or three hundred people. Some big shops even have thousands or tens of thousands of people. If they are not allowed to use the railway, it will be a life-threatening situation.

The group had no choice but to leave.

When they left, they found that there were many more soldiers nearby.

The city was also under martial law, and the workshops producing fireworks and firecrackers were strictly controlled, as were knives.

Even the streets of Chang'an City became clean.

"What's going on? Did the emperor come to inspect again?" The merchants were surprised.

"I guess so. I heard that several stations were gradually checked, and the villages along the way also received similar orders."

Everyone did not expect Xu Xuan to come out, after all, this kind of thing was too vague for them.

However, judging from the current security situation, this is the emperor's level of security.

After all, when ordinary senior officials take office, they only need the protection of the city's constables and garrisons. It is impossible for all places to unite, which requires the use of a whole system.

"Don't touch this bad luck. Tell the people below not to offend the noble."

The news spread quickly, and before long, everyone in the city knew about it.

For a time, the entire Chang'an City was in great order.

The train stopped at the station and did not move. These days, it welcomed people from all sides to check it out. The city's garrison, constables, and Jinyiwei were finally handed over to the disciples of the Baidi Sect for inspection and guarding.

It is impossible to bribe a certain link and then plant a bomb to assassinate.

The emperor-level security requires multiple investigations and verifications from all parties. If one link is missed, it will be held accountable, and it will have to start from the beginning. Such extreme situations will hardly occur.

The carriage descended from Zhongnan Mountain and headed all the way to Chang'an.

Take the special train and go to the distant Zhongjing.

The train is luxuriously and elegantly decorated inside, with a faint fragrance.

Xu Xuan held a transparent glass bottle, which contained the Philosopher's Stone. This was a red powder, which was called Chixuan Sand in the Mirror World. It was originally sold to the public, but later Xu Xuan felt that it was a core technology, so he stopped selling it. After all, butterfly larvae and mithril refining require this thing for catalysis.

"The news is being transmitted to Yuezhou through pigeons. When we go there, the ship is almost ready."

"What kind of ship is it? Is there an ironclad ship?"

"No, the small-scale test was successful, and we need to overcome many difficulties if we want to enlarge it."

"Okay." Xu Xuan took back the powder and closed his eyes to rest.

It was a rare time for him to cultivate immortals. He was not in a hurry to cultivate along the way, but to look at the scenery on the road.

The land of Shenzhou is changing with each passing day.

Xu Xuan was very satisfied with this. He had traveled through time for more than 70 years. After more than 50 years of struggle, not only did his cultivation improve, but he also lived up to the country and the nation as a traveler.

The train did not go to Zhongjing, but transited through Zhengzhou and then went to Yuezhou.

Yuezhou, port.

A huge wooden ship was docked at the port, and people near the port gathered around to watch, exclaiming from time to time.

The main rail of the ship was 70 meters high, the ship was 70 meters long, 17 meters wide, with four decks and 48 cannons, and this was not the maximum load.

Not only the bystanders, but even Xu Xuan, who saw the ship for the first time, could not help but marvel at it.

I have seen ships bigger than this, but this is the first time I have seen a wooden ship, with a dragon head at the bow.

"This is Dachang's most powerful Tianzi No. 1 warship, named Shenzhou. It can carry up to 1,200 people and 110 cannons." Li Changsheng introduced to Xu Xuan.

"The cost should be very high, right?"

"The total cost should be 1.6 million, and more than 2,000 trees were cut down."

Everyone boarded the ship while chatting.

For long-distance voyages, they would definitely not carry so many cannons, and the number of people was only 600, to ensure the basic navigation of the ship, and the remaining load was used to load fresh water, vegetables, canned food, etc.

"Zheng Sen, the Marquis of the East Sea of ​​Dachang, pays homage to the Heavenly Master!" On the boat, a middle-aged man in white armor came forward to pay homage. This time he was in charge personally.

"Zheng Sen? Not bad, he is indeed handsome." Xu Xuanduo took a look at this man.

"The Heavenly Master is too kind."

Set sail!

The big ship went to the blue sea.

Xu Xuan looked at the gradually disappearing land, and his heart was incomprehensible. He left the land for a while, and in front of him was the mysterious America, an ancient civilization that seemed to be related to China.

If you think about it carefully, the way of cultivation should have appeared in the Central Plains at the earliest, and other places were more or less influenced by China, such as alchemy in the West, and the corpse-driving technique in the south and Lingnan.

It should be the same in America.

The ultimate source may come from the ancient phoenix.

This phoenix may be an innate god, or a divine beast that broke through the world.

In any case, it died, and its flesh and blood brought spiritual energy, which promoted the practice of this world. People began to beat wild beasts and build a great human civilization.

He was about to come into contact with the oldest secret of this world.

This was impossible to feel in other worlds. This was a world that he enjoyed alone.

As a Qi training cultivator, he could mobilize countless resources, hundreds of millions of people worshipped him, and countless people were willing to drive him.

It would be impossible to change to other worlds.

The ship was replenished in Luzon, and the King of Luzon was Xu Yong's twelfth son.

This is also the military base of Changguo, and countless cheap food ships are shipped out every year.

"My nephew pays homage to the Heavenly Master!" King of Luzon Xu Dechong brought civil and military officials to greet him at the port.

Seeing the young face in his memory of his youth slowly walk down the deck, King Luzon's heart trembled, his fear was greater than his closeness, and there was also a hint of jealousy.

Why? Why can he live forever? And he can only watch his life slip away.

"There is a banquet in the palace, can the Heavenly Master honor me?" King Luzon hid his emotions and asked respectfully.

Emotions are one thing, and necessary respect should be there, otherwise his throne will not be secure. He does not need any reason. As long as the Heavenly Master says that this person cannot be the king of Luzon, he will immediately fall into the mortal world.

"Don't bother, we will set off after the supplies are replenished."

Xu Xuan does not care about this person's thoughts. This is also human nature. Except for those who are particularly close, other people basically have this kind of thoughts.

A mere title can cause fratricide, not to mention the eternal pursuit of mankind - immortality.

Not to mention this nephew, even his brother Xu Yong, who had a tacit understanding with him, had thought about the so-called immortality in his twilight years.

In short, Xu Xuan ignored it and didn't care. Of course, if he took action, he would have to face a thunderbolt.

This is something that must be endured if you enjoy immortality alone.

The ship set off again, and King Luzon watched his uncle leave, wondering what he was thinking.

The warship sailed steadily on the sea. Zheng Sen had rich sailing experience and could accurately avoid the wind and waves.

In the cabin, a pile of silver ingots and mercury were placed on the table, and then a ceramic mold was taken out to refine the silver with real fire, and then mixed with mercury and injected into the ceramic mold, sprinkled with the Philosopher's Stone powder, and then crushed with real fire.

After a long time, pieces of mithril metal with holes on them, like fish scales, were made.

Probably two sets of armor.

The next day, Xu Xuan came to the top deck and handed the two bags to Li Changsheng and Zheng Sen.

"What is this?" The two opened the bag, and inside was a pile of shiny armor plates.

"Mythril armor plates, invulnerable to swords and guns, and impervious to water and fire."

The two liked it very much.

Xu Xuan stood on the edge of the deck, looking at the vast sea, and the two stood beside him.

"I remember that Java is near Luzon?" Xu Xuan suddenly remembered something.

"Yes, in addition to Java, there are many small countries. We call it the Thousand Islands. There are many European barbarians entrenched here. Our next step is to attack this place."

The warship is getting closer and closer to America.

North America, the area called New Rome by Europeans, is stationed with a large number of British people, and a small number of people from other countries. They are united by the Holy See.

A banquet is being held in the castle. The nobles and priests are talking happily. The Pope is a middle-aged man with full of energy and spirit, with ambition in his eyes, which is completely different from the old man in the past.

His subordinates reported to him: "Most of the Chinese were killed by us, and the most important person is missing."

"The people from the Inquisition didn't force a confession?" The Pope was surprised. With the methods of this group of people, they didn't force a confession. It was really rare. The methods of the Inquisition were praised as softening even steel.

"No, they are firm in their beliefs and will never obey. They didn't say anything until they died."

"What a pity..." The Pope put down the cup heavily, feeling unhappy, and cursed, "A bunch of scum who believe in the devil. In the future, when you catch Orientals, you don't need to interrogate them. Just kill them and feed them to the dogs."