The people in the collapsing iron gave the immortal ship a small shock from the Holy Lord.

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"Oh, have you two finished looking at our brochure? Judging from your expressions, do you have any questions you'd like me to answer?"

The female employee of the Pacification Commission asked with a smile.

She was extremely bored here because many things about the Ming Dynasty were already well-known to people all over the world. When she came here, she was basically asked about things related to citizenship, and most of them were very knowledgeable about it. She felt no sense of accomplishment at all.

It was rare for her to encounter two people who didn't know much about this, which satisfied her urge to teach others.

"Um... Madam, do you know that Immortal Bai Zhi?"

Upon hearing this, the female employee of the Pacification Commissioner's Office glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka with some surprise.

“Little sister, there aren’t many people who don’t know about Immortal Baizhi these days. If it weren’t for your fashionable clothes, I would have thought you were wild mountain folk.”

"Madam, it's mainly because our family has very strict rules, so we don't have much contact with outsiders."

Mashu quickly tried to cover it up.

"Oh~"

The female employee suddenly realized, "I understand now. The little girl is quite pitiful. There are indeed some so-called families who cling to their past glory and resist the rule of the government."

"Little sister, what do you want to know? To tell you the truth, I am a loyal follower of the immortal. I even bought one of the latest pure silver statues."

The female employee proudly took out a small angelica statue from her desk, which was emitting a faint glow of faith.

Fujimaru Ritsuka wiped the sweat from her forehead. Was this really faith, or just some kind of fanatical idol-chasing fan?

"Sister, why do you believe so much in the existence of Immortal Baizhi? According to this booklet, hasn't Immortal Baizhi disappeared for many years? Doesn't anyone suspect that there's something fishy going on?"

Upon hearing this, the female employee frowned, somewhat displeased. However, seeing that Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to be seeking the truth and did not appear to be intentionally offending her, and considering her previous guess that the other party might be some fallen nobleman clinging to past glory, she did not raise her voice in rebuke.

“Little sister, if Bai Zhi Shangxian were just an ordinary statue, I would naturally not believe it. But Bai Zhi Shangxian’s majesty protects everyone who believes in her.”

The female employee lifted the statue, saying, "Do you see the radiance shining on this statue? This is the embodiment of my sincerity."

"You poor child who is kept in the dark about information don't know that the more sincere you are to the immortal, the stronger the healing power that the statue will give back. If you are not sincere, even if the immortal doesn't mind and bestows power, it will only prevent the minor illness from getting worse, and it won't even cure it."

"But if you are sincere, you can cure many minor illnesses. I came all the way from the Ming Dynasty to take up my post. If it weren't for the statue of the immortal, I'm afraid the seasickness would have killed me."

The female employee looked at the statue with a somewhat fanatical expression. "After arriving at the Fusang Pacification Commission, I vowed that one day I would buy a pure gold statue of an immortal, which would be enough to serve as a family heirloom for my family."

"And it's not just me, even our Emperor is trying to cultivate immortality, wanting to reconnect with Immortal Bai Zhi and have her descend once more to guide our Great Ming on the path to the future."

“Senior, the reaction on the statue is somewhat similar to that of the spiritual vein.”

While the female employee was lost in her fantasy, Mashu quietly spoke to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Similar to a spiritual vein? Does that mean that if we find a large statue, we can use it as an energy source to summon Servants?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately realized what was happening.

"Hmm, senior, perhaps we can give it a try."

Mashu nodded slightly.

"Hey, what are you guys whispering about?"

"Ahem, it's nothing. Do you know more about the immortal? We also admire the immortal Bai Zhi very much."

Mashu immediately changed the subject.

As expected, after mentioning Angelica dahurica, the female employee continued to revel in it, providing the two with a popular science explanation.

"Of course I know. In fact, among our devout followers, some of us often receive messages from the immortals. It is said that someone who could make a statue emit golden light said that the immortal Bai Zhi was a disciple of Laozi and was extremely noble."

"Some say that the immortals command hundreds of millions of immortals, and the number of immortals under their command is in the hundreds of millions."

Chapter 797 Gudako: Won't I get struck by lightning?

"Senior, this must be fake."

Mashu whispered in Fujimaru Ritsuka's ear.

The idea of ​​ruling over billions of immortal beings is too exaggerated; it's mostly just mythology that has exaggerated it.

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded slightly. In her world, immortality and being a celestial being were not simple things. Even among Heroic Spirits, very few could possess these attributes.

"So Immortal Baizhi is this amazing? I never knew you knew so much about her."

Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and praised her, which immediately made the female employee overjoyed.

“Little sister, you are bound by your family and do not know the great power of the immortal. Do you know that when the immortal descended, he commanded the gods and used the supreme power of thunder to change the course of the river and cut away the mountain peaks.”

"Although the river has gradually become blocked again over time, the mountain that was mostly cut away by the God still stands there. Our emperors of the Ming Dynasty would go to the statue of the immortal on that mountain to worship after making great achievements, in order to ask for the immortal's blessing."

"God Lord?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was somewhat puzzled upon hearing this new term.

"Actually, it's a very, very huge golden spirit."

The female employee gestured exaggeratedly with her hands, "It's much, much higher than the highest mountain peak we know of right now."

“A long time ago we called them Heavenly Generals, but Taoist masters said they were Divine Lords, so the name was changed. Bai Zhi, the Immortal, can command Divine Lords to bring down punishments and blessings upon all living beings.”

"Shave off the mountains, change the river course..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka's expression turned serious. For most Heroic Spirits, this was not something that could be easily accomplished; it was at least beyond the level of an anti-castle Noble Phantasm.

Moreover, if what the female employee said is true, that deity might be larger than the Himalayas.

"Then, sister, are there any other secrets about the immortal?"

"Yes, yes, sisters, yes."

"Hehe, did you know that His Majesty has a holy sword? This is a piece of knowledge that is always on the test in our civil service exams."

"Holy Sword?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka cooperated by appearing eager to learn.

The female employee boasted, "This is a treasure bestowed upon our founding emperor by an immortal after he was summoned to the celestial realm. This sword is incredibly sharp, and its hardness exceeds that of diamonds by countless times. It is a symbol of the emperor."

"Fortunately, Emperor Taizong of our dynasty, Zhu Di, was willing to provide the Imperial Sword for the craftsmen to study, which enabled our Great Ming Dynasty to develop some powerful artifacts, making foreign barbarians no match for us."

"But even after all these years, that Emperor's Holy Sword still brings many new achievements to the Ming Dynasty every year... Cough cough, sister, I'm not calling you a barbarian, don't mind me."

"It's okay, I understand."

Fujimaru Ritsuka forced a smile, thanked her, and then pulled Mashu away to a secluded corner.

"This is really a headache..."

As soon as she reached the corner, Fujimaru Ritsuka covered her forehead.

She somewhat regretted coming to this Lostbelt. Based on the current information, this so-called Immortal Bai Zhi should not be a visitor from some extraterrestrial civilization.

Whether from historical records or other characteristics, this Bai Zhi Immortal is most likely an immortal from the Chinese civilization who descended to this world for reasons unknown and changed its predetermined future.

Logically, this should be good news, because compared to the extraterrestrial visitors who are difficult to control and require more brute force to defeat, the immortals from China are actually easier to deal with, as long as a suitable Servant can be found.

The problem is, this Angelica doesn't look like an ordinary immortal. According to historical records, this Angelica might be close to the size of a deity.

Nobody wants to experience what it feels like to be hit by an attack that can slice off a mountain.

Even among athletes, they're probably scattered all over the place.

Moreover, it's obvious to anyone with a brain that the kind of destruction that opens up new lands is probably not a powerful attack mode. If a real battle were to break out, the attacks they would face would likely be many times greater than those that recreate lands.

"Senior, cheer up! We've overcome so many difficulties before, we can definitely do it this time too."

Mashu encouraged her.

"Thank you, Mash. In any case, our first priority is to find a spiritual vein that can summon Servants, or a similar energy source."

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a deep breath and forced herself to cheer up. Yes, she had overcome so many difficulties before, how could she give up so easily?

So many times, they've always triumphed over the odds. Maybe this time, like before, they'll be blessed by a miracle?

She stood up and said in a deep voice, "Mashu, judging from the clerk's worship of that Bai Zhi Immortal and the healing effects she had, there must be a large statue of that deity here."

“That’s right, senior. What we need to find now is those large statues of gods, which can be used as the initial resources for us to summon Servants.”

Seeing that Fujimaru Ritsuka had gained fighting spirit, Mashu smiled and cheered her on.

……

"This thing is a statue?"

After asking a bunch of people and walking for ages, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally found the giant statue she was looking for and fell silent once again.

Looking at the enormous statue radiating brilliant golden light, the swirling clouds above it, and the menacing golden lightning flashing across it, Fujimaru Ritsuka swallowed hard.

"Mash, if we go over there and use the power of this statue to summon a Heroic Spirit, won't we get struck by lightning?"

She spoke in a soft voice, as if afraid that the statue might suddenly come to life and cast its gaze upon her.

This wasn't the first time she'd encountered this situation.

"Senior...I don't know either."

Mashu was also somewhat shocked. She felt that the energy contained in this statue alone surpassed that of countless abundant ley lines.

Then look at those devout believers who are praying with their eyes closed. This powerful energy must have been accumulated by these believers over time.

"Young ladies, are you also here to pay homage to the Immortal Baizhi?"

Suddenly, an old voice rang in their ears.

Upon hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu immediately turned around and saw an old man with a withered figure and sunken eyes.

If you don't look closely, it looks like a skeleton in a leather bag, which is quite frightening.

"Grandpa, you're so old, why are you coming to pay your respects?"

"hehe."

The old man smiled and looked at the statue standing in front of him. "It's because I'm old that I come to worship. I was originally a local deity. I used to adhere to family traditions and never believed in this foreign god."

But one day, I suddenly started vomiting blood uncontrollably. I went to a hospital run by people from the Ming Dynasty and learned that I had an incurable disease. The doctor said I had at most two months to live.

"Then you still..."

"That's why I came."

The old man stretched out his hand, feeling the golden light. "If I weren't an immortal, an old man like me would probably be dead long ago. Little girl, do you know that I'm here for 16 hours a day, without stopping?"

"My life has been dragged on for the past two months, and now it has been a full six years."

Chapter 798 Gudako's Pain

"My life was given to me by the Immortal Baizhi. Cough cough cough, children, you must respect the Immortal and worship her often. Don't be like me, stubborn and ignorant in my youth, and now I regret it too late."

The old man said with a sigh.

Fujimaru Ritsuka paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Sir, if someone tries to damage this statue..."

After a long pause, Fujimaru Ritsuka finally spoke and asked.

If one were to use the power of a divine statue to summon heroic spirits, then the power of the statue itself would undoubtedly be greatly depleted.

If the statue's energy is depleted, it's hard to say whether it can maintain its previous powerful form.

For these patients whose lives depend on the power of the idols, it would be like the end of the world.

"I'll fight those thieves to the death!!"

The old man, who had been emaciated, suddenly became agitated, his pale face quickly turning red. "Those damned rebels, they don't recognize true immortals, they're always thinking of destroying everything, cough cough cough cough..."

"Don't be angry, old man, don't be angry."

Mashu quickly reached out and patted the old man's back to help him catch his breath.

After a while, the old man finally caught his breath and earnestly spoke to Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu:

"Children, don't learn from those rebellious people. I know their remarks have some appeal among you young people, such as saying that there were immortals in the Ming Dynasty and that our original civilization also had gods."

"Simply by demonstrating sufficient piety, one can attract gods from other civilizations to descend to the mortal realm."

"Old man, what kind of rebellion are you talking about?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka keenly perceived the information within.