In terms of hair color, unlike the Ashura Tribe, which only had gold to light yellow, the Rakshasa Tribe had all kinds of hair colors. This was closely related to their tribe's culture. — — Different tribes were distinguished by their hair color.
As soon as they got off the boat, they felt many curious gazes.
The Rakshasas around him all had a basket on their heads. There were all sorts of things, such as fresh fish, prawns, fruits, daily necessities, and some even had their own children in the basket. Those children were in the basket, and they stuck their heads out curiously. When Yan Li looked over, they retracted their heads, appearing to be afraid of strangers.
Their clothing was also very different. It looked similar to a traditional Chinese dress, with robes as the main part. They wore some kind of boots made of tree bark with glowing shells attached to them.
"Although the Rakshasa Tribe is distinguished by their hair color, the real nobles are actually only the Crimson Flame and Orange Flame." Yuan Fushun stroked his goatee and waited for them to ask.
"Why is that?" Yan Li snickered and asked.
Yuan Fushun gave him a look as if he had to answer because you asked. He smiled and said, "Because the Rakshasa Tribe originally only had the Crimson Hair Tribe and the Orange Hair Tribe. After Master Pu Shu sacrificed himself to save the Ashura World, they interacted with the Celestial World. Naturally, the Rakshasa Tribe and the humans interacted, which resulted in the birth of other tribes with different hair colors."
"Later, the Rakshasa nobles were afraid of being assimilated by the humans, so they prohibited them from marrying humans. They also gathered the Rakshasas with the same hair color and formed a fire seed."
"Ah, the fire seed means a tribe. They also made a rule that humans can't stay in the Rakshasa Kingdom for more than five days. "
Yan Li thought about it and said, "Which means we can only stay here for five days?"
"The Rakshasa Tribe is fine, they don't have that much prejudice against humans." Lu Hanqing carried a completely sealed box wrapped in white cloth. Inside the box was Zen Master Guang Zhen's remains. "In the Ashura Tribe's territory, if humans are found, not only will they be killed, but they will also be tortured."
"Who asked the Great Sage of the Ashura Tribe to die in the Fallen God War 20 years ago?" Yuan Fushen sneered and said, "It's said that this Great Sage once disguised himself as a human and snuck into Great Corner Academy, hoping to steal the ultimate techniques of the human race. However, he was exposed and fled."
"You're talking about old stories with gusto!" Ji Hyun-woon said impatiently, "It's so hot. Let's go to the city and find a place to stay!"
When they registered at the city gate, they saw a completely different architectural style, but the guards refused to let them enter the city.
Yuan Fulun actually knew some Rakshasa language, so he negotiated with the other party. Finally, after much persuasion, he managed to invite a Rakshasa who looked like an official. He spoke in fluent common language, "Something has happened recently, it's best if you humans don't get involved. Leave quickly." His attitude was very firm.
Yuan Fushun was a little unhappy. He had just flaunted his knowledge, but now he was being rejected at the door. This was a huge slap to his face. He said coldly, "Sir, I don't care what happened to your Rakshasa tribe. According to your country's laws, we can stay in the city for five days. If you don't allow us to enter, then please ask your king to change the laws in front of me."
The official said angrily, "Why are you being so unreasonable, human?"
"I'm being reasonable with you!" Yuan Fushun said confidently.
The servant behind the official stood up and waved his hand coldly. "Arrest them all!"
The surrounding Rakshasa soldiers immediately surrounded them.
"Oh?" Yuan Fushun reached out and grabbed the air. A sword was already in his hand, and the aura of the Law Domain surged out.
The official's expression changed as he recognized that it was a human Earth Perfected Immortal powerhouse. He quickly stopped his servant in Rakshasa language, then frowned and said, "Human, don't blame me for not warning you. Once you enter the city, don't do anything that will cause misunderstandings."
"Sir, don't worry. We're just here to see the customs of the Rakshasa Kingdom." Yuan Fushun smiled.
After some negotiation, the four of them were only allowed to stay for three days. They had to leave after three days, and the servant was in charge of supervising them.
After entering the city, Yan Li felt an unusual killing intent in the air. Every Rakshasa was in a hurry, and there were patrols whizzing by from time to time.
With the help of the servant, they found a hotel to stay in. Fortunately, the servant was there, or the hotel owner would not have let them stay.
After bathing, Yan Li came out of the bathroom and saw the servant standing at the entrance of the hotel. He asked from the second floor, "What's your name?"
The servant looked up in surprise. He thought for a while and said in the common language, "Ba Tu."
"I'm Yan Li." Yan Li smiled and said, "Mr. Ba Tu, we're actually here on a pilgrimage to the Bodhi Temple. I wonder if you could be our guide?"
Ba Tu's expression changed. He shook his head and said, "No, no …"
"I heard that the Bodhi Temple doesn't stop people from going on a pilgrimage," Yan Li said.
"No, no …" Ba Tu only shook his head and said.
Yan Li went downstairs and moved a chair to sit at the entrance. He said, "There has to be a reason for us to stop, right?"
"Bodhi Dharma Wish, Lord of Immeasurable Longevity."
At this moment, a group of Emptiness Sect disciples suddenly arrived. The one in the lead was a Emptiness Sect disciple with delicate features and unusually long earlobes. He put his palms together and said to Yan Li, "Kind person, please don't make things difficult for him. There's a reason for this."
When Ba Tu saw him, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground and bowed deeply. He looked very pious and showed his respect.
Yan Li only sat and sized him up. He said with a smile, "May I ask for Master's name?"
"My name is Shan Chen," the disciple said.
"Master Shan Chen, can I have a word with you?" Yan Li stood up.
"Senior Martial Brother!" A Emptiness Sect disciple at the back immediately dissuaded him in a low voice. "I'm afraid it's a spy from the Infernal Realm. The Rakshasa King is so ignorant. Didn't he order that outsiders are strictly forbidden from coming? "
Yan Li's eyes flashed slightly. He said, "I'm here because of Zen Master Guang Zhen."
When those Emptiness Sect disciples heard the four words "Zen Master Guang Zhen", their expressions changed as if they were electrocuted. They then dispersed and surrounded Yan Li.
"Why does Kind person know my Uncle-Master's dharma name?" Shan Chen also frowned.
Yan Li asked in reply, "Who doesn't know the honorific name of Ramadan Buddha? Who doesn't know?"
Shan Chen then realized that he and the others had overreacted. He sighed and said, "Kind person, it's better if you come and pay your respects in a few days. It's really inconvenient now."
"We're here to return the remains. Monk, are you going to lead the way or not?" Ji Hyun-woon walked out in big strides.
When this was said, everyone's expression changed.
"The remains? Are they Uncle-Master's relics?" Shan Chen asked hurriedly.
"What else is there?" Yan Li said lightly. "But I'm curious about what happened to your Bodhi Temple. Come in and tell us clearly." The two of them went in.
"Senior Martial Brother, be careful of traps!" A disciple said.
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