Chapter 61 Venice

One year ago.

Venice, a water city in northeastern Italy, has a large waterway running through the entire prosperous city.

Winding water, waves of clear water.

The beautiful scenery of Venice is unobstructed, with majestic and magnificent buildings, and hundreds of bell towers and churches.

If you look closely, you will find that there are many more oriental elements. The tops of white churches often have golden auspicious cloud patterns and black bird patterns. The angels have changed from their original strange shapes to bird-like appearances with wings.

Some of these bird-like people have three eyes, some have snake tails, and some have dragon heads. People here are not uncomfortable with this, because for a long time, angels have also been strange.

The sound of prayer can be heard faintly in the church.

"The Lord of the vast sky, the father of the vast earth, the emperor star who dominates the stars, the Lord of everything, should be praised. The whole earth will worship you, sing praises to you, and sing praises to your name...."

In the dome building on the other side, a short-haired old man dressed in European aristocratic clothes, holding a glass of red wine, tasting it carefully.

Across from him was a long-haired Chinese man with black hair and black pupils, like an ancient Roman. He also wore European clothes with short hems.

This kind of clothes is particularly popular in the Republic of Venice. It was invented by Ai Xiru for convenience and is also called a tailcoat.

"Mr. Wang, we will leave in a few days. I guess you can't wait to go back." Ai Xiru smiled.

"Yes, I have been away from China for many years. I don't know what my homeland has become." Wang Qi sighed.

Both of them sighed a little.

At the beginning, Ai Xiru's thoughts were a little too simple. After living in China for many years, he forgot how exclusive monotheism was.

I thought I could preach by performing miracles with the talisman and armor horse, but I didn't expect that the Roman Catholic Church claimed that I was a devil, a demon who was bewitched by the devil and used witchcraft, so I was deprived of my church membership.

If it weren't for the twelve disciples headed by Wang Qi who risked their lives to save him, I'm afraid Ai Xiru would have died long ago.

Later, Ai Xiru reviewed it and felt that the upper-level route was not feasible. The church was too corrupt. In the most corrupt period, they even dared to sell the position of bishop, not to mention the tithe indulgence.

They have become vested interests. Let alone a mere miracle, I'm afraid that the book of covenant will be nailed up again by them.

If you can't criticize ideas, then criticize with weapons and criticize with your own standards.

The upper class has its own standards, and it's difficult for you to join them, so you might as well make them anew.

Today's Italy has led to a depression in people's livelihood due to corruption and war, and the taxes of the church and some nobles have made the people miserable.

The flame of reform is brewing in people's hearts. If it were Xu Xuan, he would definitely know that there will be great changes in Europe in the future, from religion to other fields.

Ai Xiru didn't know, but he accurately grasped the wind.

Three days later, three large sailing ships docked at the port.

Supplies were constantly transported up, and the soldiers were ready for battle. At this time, Ai Xiru led his men to the port.

The soldiers looked at the old man in front of them with reverence, the Eastern saint messenger, the governor of the Republic of Venice, the European high priest of the Pure White Emperor, the leader who saved the people from fire and water, the fire bearer who brought new things to the East, and the founder of the Venice trade route.

Following him was Wang Qi, the marshal of the 30,000 Venetian Holy Army.

It was they who resolved the war, brought the law, and repelled the invasion of the Ottomans.

Ai Xiru greeted the believers, and some devout believers wanted to kneel down and kiss his boots.

Venice occupies northern Italy, has developed commerce and a strong military, and is a republic that cannot be ignored in the world.

"This is the fire."

No matter how much the southern Roman Catholic Church slandered them, claiming that they were engaged in witchcraft and bewitching believers, they could never explain why "devils" like Ai Xiru did better than them? They abolished the tithe, banned indulgences, advocated the seclusion of the church, and did not interfere with secular politics.

Moreover, they were under the banner of God and did not oppose European traditions.

One was advanced, the other was backward; one was open, the other was closed; one was rich, the other was poor. There was no evil witchcraft as imagined, nor was there blasphemy as rumored. Generally, as long as one had a normal mind, he would basically know who to choose.

Strangely, since the White Emperor Church controlled more than a million people, few people mentioned the devil's words.

If it were not for the inertia of thousands of years of customs, the Republic of Venice would have expanded like conquering cities and territories.

"Huaxia, here I come." Ai Xiru was full of excitement as he was about to go to the paradise in his mind.

Craftsmen, books on mathematics and geometry, and some mystical materials were loaded onto the ship. There were ten great disciples, three hundred soldiers, and cannons on board. There was basically no problem in going to China.

"Canaan, after I leave, Venice depends on you." Ai Xiru said to his descendants and the other two disciples.

"Yes!"

Soon, everything was packed up. Ai Xiru was not in a hurry to get on the ship, as if he was waiting for someone.

After a long time, a carriage slowly drove over.

A blond and blue-eyed young man got off the car. The most conspicuous thing about the young man was his shoe-horn face.

There was another carriage behind, and an archbishop and a knight beside him got off.

"Mr. Leopold, Bishop Ferry."

"Mr. Ai Xiru, we meet again." Shoe-horn-faced Leopold greeted warmly.

Bishop Ferry's mouth moved, and he was about to sneer, but finally slowed down his attitude and greeted him.

Ai Xiru did a good job and had the tendency to become a regional hegemon. If he "turned back" in time, there would be many people in the Holy See willing to support him.

"Remember to say hello to His Majesty the Emperor on my behalf someday." Ai Xiru said to Shoe-horn-faced.

"Father misses you very much, too."

The White Emperor Church's rule of not interfering in the secular world simply hit the pain point of the monarchs of this era, so it was greatly respected by the Holy Roman Empire.

Although the Holy Roman Empire had basically no strength in this era, and there were hundreds of principalities and marquisates in the territory, Ai Xiru wanted righteousness.

"Come on, get on board, get on board first."

Ai Xiru warmly invited everyone to get on board.

This time, in addition to Aisiru's own people, there were also Ferry, the representative of the southern church, the second son of Emperor Leopold, and some religious figures of the Holy Roman Empire.

They were mainly investigating. Venice's combat power could not be ignored. Rules are dead, but people are alive, so the policy changed from confrontation to wooing.

Set sail, and the blue sea was full of clear waves.

The ships left their hometowns, and some people went to the China in their minds.

"Are there really gods in the East?" Leopold asked.

"Yes, Master Xu Xuan is the only true god in the world, the messenger who acts on behalf of the sky, and the immortal winged man. You will know it when the time comes."

"I am looking forward to it." Leopold was half-believing and half-doubting.

The main reason for their trust was Aisiru's ability to be invulnerable to arrows and muskets back then.

Because the talisman was used up, some voices questioning whether it was magic came out again.

The twelve disciples had strong blood and qi, but not enough to make them feel magical. The church also had holy knights, whose combat power was only slightly worse than the twelve disciples.

Ferry muttered, "I hope you won't be fooled by witchcraft and magic."

The Church has been developing for many years, and its logic is flawless.

So Ferry never believed that God appeared, and in the Far East.

"Let's wait and see." Ai Xiru smiled, with a different meaning in his smile.

If there are stubborn people, he will let them know what the truth is.

When there was only one person in the Baidi Sect, they called themselves devils and wanted to burn themselves to death.

When there were a thousand people, they called themselves pagans and sent troops to attack themselves.

If there were millions or tens of millions of people... what should they call themselves, there is no need to say more.

The ship sailed to the mysterious East.