Chapter 71: Canaan City (Crazy Asking for Recommendation Votes)

"Your Majesty, Canaan City has arrived!"

Zhou Yu pulled the reins of the horse in one hand and the horsewhip in the other, pointed to the city in front of him, and said loudly.

"Well, into town!"

In the center of the five hundred soldiers, Zhou Chuan said lightly, although this time it was invited by the local branch of the Canaan Mountain Holy Sect, but the pilgrimage day was held in Canaan City.

Along the road, Zhouchuan could not see many herdsmen marching towards this city, and there were also many holy believers who knelt in three steps and one sentence, extremely pious.

On the way, Zhou Chuan asked them, they are such ascetic believers every year, and they are also admired ascetics on the grassland, they believe in the benevolence of the Holy Religion, and they have been giving good deeds all their lives, Zhou Chuan wanted to take them for a ride, but they were refused.

Finally, after asking them and leaving them some dry food and clean water, they left.

This group of people, Zhou Chuan, also has the greatest respect for them, pure thoughts, without any impurities.

Zhou Chuan now also saw the city of Canaan, the holy place in the hearts of ascetics.

A majestic city, standing on the endless grassland, behind the city is the Canaan Mountain Range, the seat of the local branch of the Holy Church of Mount Canaan.

Looking at this city, Zhou Chuan also sighed a little, the Holy Sect deserved to be one of the most powerful forces on the Continent of Living Beings.

Even a local power branch would have the financial resources to build such a majestic city.

This city covers an extremely vast area, conservatively estimated to be able to accommodate 20 million people, not to mention the closure of the city, even the new capital built by Zhou Chuan's new governor is not so large.

"The Holy Sect really lives up to its reputation. ”

Zhou Chuan couldn't help but sigh, no wonder this holy church sent a message of worship to Zhou Chuan, to maintain the operation of such a town, the financial consumption is also amazing.

Soon, the team came to the front of Canaan City, and with the flag commander beside Zhou Chuan waving the flag, all the soldiers grabbed their horses and stopped in place.

As soon as Zhou Chuan clamped his legs, the horse under him immediately moved slowly and walked to the front of the team.

At the gate of the city, many guards stood indifferently, strictly guarding their posts one by one, even if Zhou Chuan and others arrived in front of them, they did not have the slightest fear.

"Let's go, let's go into town!"

Zhou Chuan pulled the reins of his horse, turned around, and slowly approached the city gate.

Zhou Yu behind him also rode a horse to follow, his expression was always the same calm, calm, giving people a gentle sense of security.

"Enter the city!"

Zhou Yu gently spit out two words, and then the many soldiers behind him lined up in two columns and followed closely behind.

At this moment, in the city of Canaan, there is a special urban area for the middle dynasty, which is uninhabited all year round, and only on the annual pilgrimage day, it will be open to the outside world to accept the people of the intermediate dynasties, in previous years there were only two intermediate dynasties, and this year there are three, but it is still not enough to fill the vacant houses in that city.

From here, it can be seen that the ambition of the bishop of the local branch of the Canaan Mountain Holy Sect, Zhou Chuan does not think that he did it on purpose, he must have a lot of plans.

Within the sphere of influence of the local branch of the Canaan Mountain Holy Sect, there were only four middle-level dynasties in total, and only two of them were settled, and none of the other middle-level dynasties of the Wuzhou Dynasty were settled.

"The person who came is the king of the Wuzhou Dynasty, I am the white-clothed pastor of the local branch of the Canaan Mountain Holy Sect, and I can't go out of the city to greet me, and I hope you Haihan. ”

As soon as they stepped into the city, a middle-aged man in a white robe came to everyone, followed by six servants with spears. The white-clothed priest smiled and gave a greeting salute.

"It's okay, I'm invited, I don't know if the priest knows where I and the soldiers should live?"

Zhou Chuan pulled the reins of the horse and returned the salute with his fists.

The white-clad priest is the clergy after the bishop and an important symbol of the local branch of the Holy Church of Mount Canaan, and it is often this type of person who spreads the teachings of the Holy Church.

The most important thing is that this kind of person is dead-eyed, and he is the same tendon for others. Zhou Chuan didn't want to deal with them too much, lest he be angry with these people.

The standard configuration of the Holy Church is one cardinal archbishop, three white bishops, as well as six black-clothed priests and nine white-clothed priests, which are considered the faΓ§ade of the Holy Church. In terms of the combat power of the Holy Sect, it is often recruited by itself, but it is said that the headquarters of the Holy Sect is like a dynasty, with countless troops stationed, but there has never been a detailed record of this in the history of the Wu Zhou Dynasty, and Zhou Chuan knows only that.

However, from just one local branch, Zhou Chuan could see that the strength of this Holy Sect must be more than what is revealed, even the rabbit knows how to dig a few more holes, and a behemoth like the Holy Sect will definitely hide its true strength.

Even what Zhou Chuan understood, the Holy Sect must have known that Zhou Chuan was still very jealous of the Holy Sect, and now he was an ant in front of the Holy Sect, and the only thing he could do was to be careful.

The local branch of the Holy Sect of Mount Canaan has been established for more than 1,000 years, and over the years, dynasties have risen and fallen, annexed and dispersed, and only the Holy Sect has not moved, and no dynasty has been able to influence the Holy Sect in the slightest.

But there has always been a strange place, that is, no matter how hard the branch tries, it seems that there are never particularly outstanding characters in cultivation, and often some people disappear after cultivating to a certain level.

All of this shows that the Holy Sect is hiding its strength. It's just that what is the reason for them to do this? Zhou Chuan always felt that this was unusual, although the Wu Zhou Dynasty would also hide its strength, but it didn't have to be so thorough.

"The waters of the Holy Sect are deeper than I thought. ”

In a few moments, Zhou Chuan made such a judgment.

"Your Majesty, please come with me, the bishop has specially instructed that the Jiangnan-style compound built over there is specially prepared for Your Majesty. ”

The white-clothed priest pointed to the 'Wuwang Mansion' facing the street behind him and said softly. Between the words, it seems that he has great respect for the archbishop whom he has never met.

"Thank you, pastor. Zhou Chuan nodded to him, then turned his head and ordered: "Go in and station, no one is allowed to go out on the street without my order." ”

Subsequently, Zhou Chuan was in front and led all the soldiers into the Martial King's Mansion. When you enter the door, you can see a pool of lotus flowers, pavilions and small pavilions, full of dazzling, full of Jiangnan style of the Wuzhou Dynasty.

"Yes, that's a lot of money. ”

Zhou Chuan stopped and smiled, then drove his horse and galloped straight to the main courtyard.

In the distance, the white-clothed priest who watched everyone enter the Wuwang Mansion showed a smile on his face, and then said to the servant beside him: "Go and tell the archbishop that the Wuzhou Dynasty has lived in the Wuwang Mansion." ”

"Yes!"

The servant replied respectfully, then quickly turned on his horse and rode in the opposite direction.

"This man is young, but he has no anger, and I wonder why the archbishop is so concerned about this man. ”

The white-robed priest shook his head, as if he couldn't figure out why the archbishop had told him to wait here.