Chapter 572: Another Assassination

Zhan Changfeng was more satisfied with Mu Qingyun, and taught her additional swordsmanship, which was used to strengthen her body and hone her will.

In contact with the Sun King, he was very resistant to all cultivation methods other than totems, for the sake of Mu Qingyun's long-term development, Zhan Changfeng would never teach her the cultivation of Yuan Qi and True Qi, touching the bottom line of the Sun King.

What's more, Mu Qingyun has the opportunity to learn all the sun totems and cultivate the sun god pattern. Completely possessing a divine pattern, the strength and achievements will not be worse than the Supreme Quasi-Saint.

I don't know how long the mirror of this world will live, after all, there are many hidden dangers around her.

The Buraku people live on the crops of the oases and the small beasts of the desert, and they are comfortable when the sun rises, and they cannot escape the daily gathering at the temple to pray.

Zhan Changfeng's spare time is to use the Thousand Streams Technique to check the whereabouts of the white fox, observe the living conditions of each tribe, and analyze the Shinto form here, such a strict belief control is relatively rare, let alone disdain other cultivation methods, and only adhere to the tradition of totem art.

It's kind of like the earliest Shinto.

Nowadays, most Shinto monks are concurrently cultivating, and it is impossible to distinguish whether they are Dharma cultivators, martial cultivators, or monks, and the only widespread trait that exists is that they are quite persistent in ruling the world and claiming hegemony, and the means of ruling are probably the three parts of faith, luck, and merit.

It's just that the forms of rule are different, and in the case of faith, Saya is controlling the thoughts and actions of his people, and Zhan Changfeng even suspects that they are creating or maintaining difficult living conditions to maintain the longevity and purity of faith.

In contrast, it is difficult for those who are well versed in the astral realm to do this, so some choose to fight, use war to gain prestige, resources, and strength, and spread their name to all places they can reach.

However, Zhan Changfeng thought that Shinto was a great way that encompassed all living beings, and that it was not necessary to cultivate totems, nor did it have to use faith, luck, and merit to pave the way for one's own cultivation, but should use these means to establish the proper order and rules.

Her own way is to find these orders and rules.

The shadow was cast on the windowsill by the moonlight and candles, and fell on the table by the window, adding a bit of confusion to the books, but Zhan Changfeng was well-thought, and he was more determined in his thoughts.

She put down her pen, got up, and paced outside, if you want to say that the benefit of this form is probably that the damage to the world itself is very small, and she finds that this world is still in a primitive state, and the spirit mines, treasure mines, etc. have not been excessively plundered and mined.

If other monks see it, they will laugh at them for sitting on the treasure mountain and not knowing it.

Zhan Changfeng felt the rich and pure heaven and earth vitality in the middle realm, and this was probably the two sides of things.

"Mother!" Xiao Zhuli suddenly screamed in childish panic, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Zhan Changfeng entered Mu Qingyun's bedroom and saw her falling to the ground holding the quilt, and she hadn't woken up yet.

She gently woke her up, "What's wrong?"

"Someone is coming to kill my mother and me again. Mu Qingyun was shocked, pouted and couldn't hold back his crying, and tried to recall, "Several terrible people first killed their mothers, and then chased them here. ”

Zhan Changfeng sent a thousand streams to find the traces of the supply convoy, and it was late at night, and they rested in a camp set up behind a dirt mountain bag.

"Let's see what to do with someone who has taken advantage of your weaknesses. Zhan Changfeng picked up the child with one hand, his body shook, and he quickly rushed to the vicinity of the camp.

The desert at night was cold and lonely, and the breath blown out could be condensed into frost, Mu Qingyun gently put it on her husband's shoulder, and she didn't feel cold at all, but the stretching sand dunes hidden in the dark coincided with the memories in her dreams, which induced fear in her heart, she instinctively stared to the east and saw a familiar sandy land, where those people came from.

Half an hour, an hour, unexpectedly, four or five shadows appeared over there, Mu Qingyun breathed tightly, and grabbed Zhan Changfeng's robe, "Sir." ”

Zhan Changfeng noticed that one of them was Zhao Huai from last time, and simply sacrificed a water totem, the Sedimentation Technique.

The night was cold, this cold fell to the exposed eyes like water, Zhao Huai trembled, and suddenly noticed that the overwhelming mist had descended, choking the soul, and the feeling of drowning swept over, and one person fell directly to the ground.

"Not good, there is an enemy attack!"

"At least the Five Patterns Totem!"

Zhao Huai and the others were extremely shocked, when did Shaya appear in the water system totem other than the sun totem!

They all sacrificed their golden light techniques to break through the boundless water mist, and when they raised their eyes, they saw the terrifying water dragon circling and rushing!

Zhao Huai summoned the golden shield technique, and the ten-zhang high shield was about to stand up, but he heard a dragon chant that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the big shield was instantly shattered, and the sound rushed to the heart!

He collapsed on the ground, vomiting blood, and when he looked back, the four people who came with him were already exhausted!

These four people were all four-pattern totem masters like him, and they died without resistance?

Zhao Huai's heart was frightened, grabbed the cold sand, staggered up, but saw a person holding a child walking slowly from the hazy darkness, "Who are you, do you know that I am...... Vomit..... Oh. ”

His throat felt like a choking ball of frozen ice, piercing his vocal cords and freezing his neck, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

Zhao Huai watched the man approach, he couldn't help but retreat, he tripped over a corpse and fell to the ground in a panic, his eyes trembled, the man finally stopped at a distance not far away, against the lonely cold moonlight, with wide sleeves and white robes, a noble beard, and his long hair seemed to be plated with silver glow!

Stand silently like that, like an irresistible majesty.

Zhao Huai suddenly understood that his life and death were only between the other party's thoughts!

"Attack and kill those who can't be attacked and killed privately, and the saint can't save you, thinking about the first offense, today will temporarily surround your life, get out. ”

Zhao Huairu was pardoned, and disappeared into the night.

"Sir. Mu Qingyun came back to his senses from the short totem battle and looked up at the face that was close at hand, "Why did you let him go?"

"Want to know?"

"Yes. The child nodded vigorously.

"Think for yourself. ”

"...... hmm."

I was awakened early, and the people who had been hiding in the camp probed their brains to take a look, and after finding that the person who came was Zhan Changfeng, they ran out one after another.

"Sir, why are you here?"

"Why did Xiaobao come out too?"

"What just happened?"

The Ruyao tribe is not large, and Zhan Changfeng sometimes teaches them some methods of planting crops and making ceramics, so they follow Mu Qingyun and call her sir, and respect her no less than Wu Ling.

"Xiaobao dreamed that a gang of robbers was coming to kill you, so he asked me to come and have a look. Zhan Changfeng replied indifferently and handed the child to Mu Qingwan.

When everyone heard this, they all shouted and rejoiced, and looked at Mu Qingyun's eyes respectfully, sure enough, it was the person of Tianzhong, who could dream of danger, and even took them with them!

"Go and bury the carcasses, lest they attract wild beasts. Mu Qingwan calmly ordered, waited for everyone to disperse, and hurriedly asked, "Are those people again?"

They come to kill once they go out, do they want them to never step out of Ruyao?

Zhan Changfeng nodded, his gaze was easy and profound, "After this time, he will have some concerns, let's take a look." ”

"Don't forget to go to the temple to pray and congratulate yourself on your escape. ”

Mu Qingwan couldn't get nervous for a while, and said angrily, "I think I have to pray for my husband." ”

She was angry on her face, but she was worried and grateful in her heart, and after going through a lot of things, she understood that Zhan Changfeng's situation was actually the most dangerous, she and Xiaobao were now incapable, and the matter of resisting the murder plot was pressed on her, and whether her totem would cause the Sun King's jealousy had to be said.

What the desert lacks is water.

If a water totem comes out, the people's will will shake the belief in the sun...... Mu Qingwan didn't dare to think about it.

The Sun King would never allow such a thing to happen.