Chapter 308: Once Upon a Time in the Village
In the daytime, several Celtic Christian leaders faced Locke, the legendary figure who single-handedly created the Celtic Christ, and who had also protected their survival and reproduction for thousands of years. But the later development and performance www.biquge.info of Celtic Christ disappointed the old man, and in the comfortable life, this group of pioneers who once had the spirit of enduring hardship gradually became a group of escapees who only knew how to pursue a comfortable life.
"My children, I have never been more distressed than I am today, not even when my own son, Shriver, died unexpectedly. I had high hopes for you, but it is clear that in the course of a long time you have forgotten the teachings of your ancestors and have taken a path that you do not know!" Locke's voice was a little heavy, and he said as he took a few staves from his bosom.
Both Dawn and Hansel knew what these staffs were, the ones sealed in the abandoned church, their owners long gone.
"The owners of these staffs were once your forebears, who struggled to survive in those dark times, and their opponents were wandering druids, dark wizards and necromancers, and of course, the most terrifying of Catholic armies. Locke stroked the staff gently, "They have suffered a lot of losses, but they all last a long time, and each staff represents the death of a warrior." These children are my eternal pride!"
"Teacher, we ......" A Celtic Christian was stopped by Locke as soon as he spoke.
"I am saddened by the loss of these children, and I have led you to establish villages in the barren north of Scotland to house wandering wizards and other legal professions, so that you can settle down and stay away from these horrible maelstrom. I traveled alone to meet the Pope and sign a harsh treaty to make your living environment as safe as possible. I risk awakening the Old Gods by stealing resources from the Temple of Youth, so that you can grow as fast as possible. I've painstakingly collected spell templates, from druids to wizards to Christians, and I've got the best for you. Locke's voice revealed endless desolation, "In order to fulfill the contract with the Holy See, I have re-infiltrated the Temple of Youth, but in just four hundred years, you have transformed into this form. Sodom, my child, I have enlightened you myself and led you to the temple of magic. Can you tell me why?"
One of the Celtic Christians in the middle slowly removed the hood from his head, revealing an aging countenance. In the past four hundred years, the bodies of these cultivators who have not yet set foot in the Holy Rank have begun to decay.
"Teacher, Sodom has disappointed you!" the old man knelt on the ground very reverently, as Locke's personal disciple, he knew a lot about the background of Celtic Christ, and naturally understood how much this ancient powerhouse in front of him had paid for this organization.
"I don't need to apologize, I want a reason!" Locke said solemnly.
Seeing this, Dawn couldn't help but shake his head, Locke was really not suitable to be a leader, probably because of Shriver, he became extremely emotional. It is good to have a subordinate against him, but it has no majesty, otherwise this organization would not be scattered as it is now. Now he asked why, rather than trying to convince himself.
"The world has changed a lot since you left us. The slow and steady life is gone, and the whole world is frantically flooding into the ocean, and all corners of the world are beginning to be filled with merchants and adventurers. Faith became cheaper and cheaper, and wealth became the only deity. Sodom fell to the ground and said sadly, saying that the old man of the traditional mind was still terrified by the fanaticism of the Age of Discovery. "The village was discovered by many outsiders, and it was a pack of cunning jackals. When they found that their strength could not force themselves against the village, they began to use all kinds of external benefits to win over the young cultivators in the village!"
Dawn and Hansel glanced at each other, and then shook their heads helplessly. The Age of Discovery was an age of discovery, but also a time of change, and everything that was out of place was slowly eliminated. In the face of the temptation of the world of flowers, those young people who have lived a boring spiritual life since birth will definitely not be able to withstand the temptation.
"Get up and speak, this kind of humane civilization change that involves the great era is not something that can be stopped by someone's wrist. The stubborn empire will still collapse, and a few small villages will be even more unbearable!" "Locke has experienced countless major changes in human society over the long years, such as from the slave era to the feudal lord era, and he is deeply aware of the stimulation of this change on the world of cultivation.
"Thank you, Mentor, for your forgiveness!" Sodom got up a little decadently, and continued to tremble, "There are fewer and fewer young people in the village, and in the later stage, there are even some radicals who are not satisfied with the jurisdiction of us old fellows, thinking that we are too conservative and start a rebellion, although we are finally suppressed, but the vitality of the whole village is greatly damaged. ”
"And how did you deal with it?" Dawn interjected, saying that there was no good way to deal with this situation, and that all reforms would have to come at a great cost. And this somewhat wooden old man in front of him may be enough, but he is definitely not a suitable reformer.
Sodom looked up at the morning light for a moment, he knew that in the cultivation world, it was impossible to judge strength and seniority from faces, and this seemingly young Oriental had the right to talk to his mentor on an equal footing.
"I dismissed all the young people who wanted to go out, and I understood that once people's desires were awakened, they could not be suppressed, and it was better to dig them up than to let them take root slowly. Sodom sighed helplessly, "Then I joined forces with all the spellcasters to build a tighter spell barrier, build an illusion on the outskirts of the village, and completely hide us, so that we will never communicate with the outside world from now on!"
Dawn nodded knowingly, this is the first manifestation of the keeper in the face of the great change, that is, to protect himself like a turtle. Although this kind of behavior will bring temporary comfort, it will completely disconnect them from society and move away from the normal trajectory of the evolution of human civilization.
Locke was a little helpless, he knew the weakness of Sodom's character, and he chose him to be the leader of the Celtic Christ because of his conservatism, but now it seems that this choice is biased.
"For the next three hundred years, we relied on the resources you had amassed to survive, because without the war, our lives became narrower. Those lethal spells are gradually being discarded, and the little spells that make life comfortable and effective are in vogue. I've been anxious about this, but as the older generation of administrators has passed away, the orders to force everyone to learn attack spells are becoming more and more unenforceable!" said Sodom, worried, as he still didn't understand why he had become the way he was. But Dawn and these modern people understand that when there is demand, there will be supply, and who would go to the trouble of researching spells that cannot be used for hundreds of years.