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Chapter 392 Shengxiantai (End)

Ten years later.

In the hinterland of Changchun Prefecture, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, a fully armed pioneering regiment is marching.

This is Mexico.

The fleet led by Taishi Tong himself completed a great voyage across the Pacific seven years ago, and then set foot on the American continent in San Francisco Bay, and was worshipped by the natives as gods.

For the natives at this time, they can really be regarded as gods.

However, Taishi Tong was not a European colonist. He generously rewarded the indigenous chiefs with silk, sugar and porcelain, and established the first base on the San Francisco Peninsula, leaving a squadron and some soldiers stationed there, and then led his main force to continue to move south along the coastline, leaving five small bases along the way.

Eventually he arrived in Atapulco.

At this time, Mexico was invading by barbarians...

Well, it's almost the same. In short, at the end of the Toltec civilization, the Qiqimeiks who were heading south and the Aztecs retreated step by step, but they were still considered the main force on this land. Perhaps Taishi Tong saw them a little more and sent troops to help them easily defeat an enemy army. They also regarded it as a god descended from heaven, and then fully satisfied the request of Taishi Tong. All the suspected ones that could be found on the hand-picked immortal sketch of the King of Wei hand-picked book were collected, including those that were not produced here, but they could also get it.

In the end, Taishi Tong completed his journey of seeking immortal medicine, and embarked on the journey of returning with various plant seeds, rare birds and beasts.

But seven bases remained.

What he didn't know was that just after he left, the soldiers left at the seven bases all faced a terrible crisis.

Because there was a plague among the natives around them.

Plague broke out around all bases, and the natives died in large numbers. Because they were afraid that they would be infected, the seven bases had to be closed, they dared not go out to exchange food, dared not fetch water from nearby rivers, and were also not allowed to approach them. In short, in this way, they rely on fishing, digging wells and even rainwater to support their strongholds. In this way, they struggled to hold on for a year in fear and despair to wait for the pioneering group that flocked to the country.

Then it's all right.

The whalers are here, the gold rushers are here, and the birds are here...

Birds are very expensive.

"If we can catch a colorful macaw and take it back, we will be rich!"

Qin Feng, a pioneering team member who was carrying a new flintlock rifle, wearing a breastplate, a helmet, and walking in the forest with a machete, said with a look of longing.

Two popular businesses in New World.

The first is to catch whaling along the coast, and the second is to go deep into the inland to catch rare birds and beasts and find strange flowers and plants.

The latter is the main driving force for attracting pioneer groups to penetrate into the jungle. In the pet market of the Song Dynasty, the prices of rare birds, beasts, flowers and plants from the New World are often hyped up to tens of thousands of yuan.

Last year, the first colorful macaw that arrived in the Song Dynasty was fired to a sky-high price of 100,000 yuan.

Countless people who dream of getting rich overnight have prepared all their equipment to join the adventure of joining the New World. As for the danger, it is no big deal. After all, the number of natives is already very small. Even if there are, they will treat them as gods. They are respectful and give them whatever they want. Women don’t hesitate to offer them, and then a few rock candies can make them dance excitedly.

"You said this is really a fairy mountain?"

His companion Liu Gui said.

"The King of Wei said that this is the overseas fairy mountain in our ancient books. How can what the King of Wei say is fake?"

Qin Feng said.

"But where have those immortals gone? What's more, these natives are not nourished like fairy energy. If the immortal energy is nourished into this way, it would be ridiculous. They are not even as good as those natives in Southeast Asia. At least the natives in Southeast Asia won't use stones as weapons."

Liu Gui said.

"That's true. You can't even smelter iron. The Jurchens can smelter iron!"

Qin Feng also said with a puzzled look on his face.

Suddenly there was a bird singing in the tree ahead of him. He instinctively raised his head, and then a group of colorful birds flew past the woods. He was stunned all of a sudden...

"The colorful macaws are all colorful macaws!"

Liu Gui screamed like crazy.

The dozens of pioneering team members behind were all looking at the group of birds like crazy.

Then Qin Feng woke up...

"Chasing!"

He shouted.

Then he plunged into the dense forest next to him and ran forward desperately.

These birds were above their heads, as if they were deliberately teasing them, and flew while chirping and playing. They chased them like crazy below, running wildly in the dense forest, constantly cutting off the vines that blocked them. I don’t know how long I chased them, and even ran away with my companions behind them. Suddenly, the birds fell down on a small hill, and they rushed out of the dense forest, only to find that there were few trees around the hill, but they were covered by vines, as if a huge hat was buckled on the ground, and the birds were at the top.

Qin Feng hurriedly climbed up.

However, he was grabbed by Liu Gui...

"What are you doing?"

He asked in confusion.

"I know where the immortals are going!"

Liu Gui widened his eyes and said with a shocked look on his face.

While speaking, he still pointed at the hill.

Qin Feng raised his head, woke up from his ecstasy, and looked at him pointing his fingers...

"This, what is this?"

He then screamed in shock.

In front of him was not a small hill, but a huge building, a building built with stones, like a mountain, but was covered with vines and moss, which made him not recognize for a while. Now, if you look closely, there are even steps to reach the top...

"This is the immortal's ascension platform. All the immortals have ascended, and the immortals have abandoned this place, so these natives are like this."

Liu Gui said with certainty.

Then he looked at the back and found that his companions had not followed.

"Do you want to have a great fortune?"

He said mysteriously.

"What's the meaning?"

Qin Feng asked.

"Didn't you say that the emperor should let the King of Wei sit? But if the emperor does not abdicate, the King of Wei has no intention. Even if we ordinary people think, it will be useless. But if the immortals leave any miracles, God's will wants the emperor to abdicate to the King of Wei, can this emperor disobey God's will? Let's go to the top of the immortal platform and carve something for them, and then we will say that God's will is like this when we go back."

Liu Gui said.

"What is the use of engraving words? You can see the new engraving at a glance."

"You are stupid. We will have to go back for a year, and the court will send people to check it for another year. In just two years, the climate here has been covered with moss. Those who checked it are not ignorant. Even if they see that it may be a new one, will it still be exposed? Let's go up quickly. You are very knowledgeable and teach me how to write like a god."

Liu Gui pulled Qin Feng up the steps of the Sun Pyramid with excitement...
Chapter completed!
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