"This ancient country really contains a mysterious power!”
"Even Admiral Simon of the British Navy died in the hands of that terrifying demon. It seems that the rumors are true!”
"The soldiers who survived were all of the same caliber. There were even reporters from various countries who captured some terrifying images from afar. Tens of thousands of elite soldiers died.”
"That's a mysterious power from the east, a religious power that was born and bred. The soldiers who survived all proved that he had amazing divine power. Wherever he went, all living beings were wiped out.”
Following the news of the telegram, fishing vessels from all over the world exploded. If thousands of people were killed at the beginning, it was likely that the Qing Dynasty had paid a huge price to eliminate them. But now, tens of thousands of elite soldiers from the eight kingdoms had died in a feudal and backward country without even causing a ripple. That itself was a mysterious matter.
Moreover, the soldiers who had escaped this time had really seen the demon. Some people called him a Battle Angel because he carried a huge silver-white wing on his back. However, the descriptions were all the same. It was obvious that someone in this ancient land had mastered a powerful and mysterious power.
There were even reporters who secretly took pictures of the eight-nation alliance being brutally reaped. Representatives from various major countries rushed to buy photos.
"Obviously, after this incident, our countries will have to reconsider how to deal with this country!”
At this moment, a military officer from a powerful overseas country could not help but sigh in shock.
Compared to the shock and uproar of the overseas countries, the entire Qing Dynasty was celebrating. Ever since the war on the sea, the Great Qing Kingdom had been forced to open its doors. They were continuously defeated, ceded territory, and paid reparations. They were aggrieved, powerless, and even desperate. This had always enveloped the people on this land.
But now, the situation had changed drastically. This was the greatest victory against the overseas countries in history. What was important was that the person who had attacked was an ancient immortal. He was a living god who was protecting this land.
This kind of honor and excitement instantly soaked the hearts of countless people.
"So what if we have foreign guns and cannons? We have the protection of the immortals. Whoever invades will die!”
"That's right. I heard that the blood outside Beijing has dyed the land dozens of miles red. This is because the immortals have held back. Otherwise, how could their deserters have survived?”
"Hahaha, today, we'll see the light of day. Immortal Zhou's family has finally helped us vent our anger by descending into the world and exterminating the foreign devils.”
In just two or three days, Zhou Zhao's name had spread throughout the Great Qing Empire. Countless people cheered and were excited. When the various ports faced the foreigners, they felt that their backs were straight and they were no longer as servile as before.
In many places, many people began to burn incense to worship Zhou Zhao and the Temple of Life!
After all, this was a real saint who protected a country and the Divine Great Land.
At this time, Zhou Zhao had already traveled for two or three days, and the capital was already several hundred li behind him. A strong red horse was pulling an exquisitely carved and quaint carriage. Zhou Zhao was lazily lying on the soft cushion of the carriage, the Daoist Canon in his hand flipping the pages from time to time, and his psychokinesis urging the horse away from time to time.
Now that Zhou Zhao's second mission target had already run to Xi'an, Zhou Zhao was simply not in a hurry and leisurely hurried along the way.
The wheels of the carriage whirled, and the small path in the forest was exceptionally quiet. After rushing for half a day, Zhou Zhao finally put away the book in his hand, walked out of the carriage, and sat on the board, looking at the distant scenery.
Not long after, Zhou Zhao actually saw two large, elegant wooden houses standing in the depths of the forest in the distance. As the carriage approached, Zhou Zhao discovered that this place could really be considered beautiful. Even further away, there was a spring waterfall pouring down. It was indeed a good place to live in seclusion.
"Eh? Why would a carriage take this path?”
At this moment, a little girl walked out of one of the wooden houses. She was wearing old clothes and looked delicate. When she saw a carriage coming from not far away, she immediately tilted her head in confusion.
But when she saw Zhou Zhao's appearance clearly, her eyes couldn't help but light up: "And a handsome little Taoist priest.”
As soon as the girl finished speaking, a kind-looking old monk walked out from the wooden house behind her. He asked curiously,"Qingqing, what handsome little Taoist priest?"
Hearing her master's words, Qing Qing blushed and pointed at the approaching carriage.
At this moment, the door of another wooden house creaked open. A middle-aged Daoist came out with a young man dressed in coarse cloth. When he saw Zhou Zhao sitting in the carriage, he immediately said happily,"Fellow Daoist, where did you come from?"
Then, he turned around and kicked the young man behind him."Jiale, hurry up and prepare the tea!"
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