Regarding the Holy Domain, Li Luoyang had heard of it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a place of mystical religious practice from the Far West, and it could also be said that it was the seat of the temple where their goddess Athena lived.

The goddess they worship is Athena, the goddess of love and peace.

Believers in the goddess are commoners who are spread all over the world.

They call for fraternity, love for other people's parents and children with a heart that loves their own parents and daughters, they oppose war and killing, and they soothe the empty souls of people.

Of course, that's not to say they won't fight.

When war really comes, when aggression arises, they will gather their followers to form the most powerful holy soldiers, the holy warriors, and go into battle, with very few losses in exchange for the longest peace.

Although the rulers of those countries sometimes thought that they were interfering in their own internal affairs by doing so, they slowly accepted their ideas and purposes when they saw Athena and her saints helping their country against aggression with great love and hope.

They call them fighters of hope.

According to rumors, the reason why the old man of Fengnan Tian that he visited just now became a wealthy businessman in the world was also largely related to this holy area.

Li Luoyang put away his sword, looked at his box, looked at the tools he used to sharpen his knife, and said, "You from the extreme west, you actually use swords?"

The Saint Seiya still sat there in a special posture, as if entering meditation, and said, "As long as there are people, there will be rivers and lakes." Where there are rivers and lakes, there are swords and killings. In fact, swords, like people, are also good and bad. Whether a sword is love or killing, whether it is a good sword or a bad sword, does not depend on the steel quality of the sword, not on the refining technology, and not on whether its sharpness is an ancient soul seal weapon, but on the person who uses the sword. ”

Li Luoyang: "......"

The Saint Seiya continued, "Don't just think of the sword as a simple weapon, but as a friend and partner, because the sword is also alive. A sword that can not only help you kill enemies in battle, but also protect you in the most dangerous times, so if you want your sword to be as powerful as possible, you need to be loyal to your sword. Like being faithful to your God. ”

Li Luoyang said: "I don't believe in God, in my opinion, I am my own God." ”

The saint warrior said: "Yes, God is in your heart, then, your sword must also be in your heart." When your man and your sword become one, your sword is the sword of men, and your man is the god of swords. You are the God of the Sword. ”

Speaking of this, he patted the box and said, "Actually, you only guessed half right. What I have in here is not just a sword, but myself. ”

Li Luoyang said: "Yourself?"

The Saint Seiya said: "Maybe you don't understand it now, but one day you will." Okay, I'm leaving, I'm sure we're destined, maybe we'll see each other again someday. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the box and actually left.

Li Luoyang said: "What's your name?"

The Saint Seiya said, "Shura." Capricorn Shura. ”

When Li Luoyang was repeating the name "Shura", his people had disappeared into the vast sea of people, as if there had never been such a person.

On the streets, the hustle and bustle resumed again.

People came and went on the street, running around, Li Luoyang was stunned to think about the words of the saint warrior just now, and accidentally collided with two seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers who came out of the crowd.

The two teenagers probed their brains, as if they were looking for something important, and as if they were looking for someone.

However, don't get me wrong, they are not thieves fishing in troubled waters to take advantage of the opportunity to commit crimes.

They're looking for someone.

As a result, the person was not found, but he bumped into the person - Li Luoyang.

They realized their recklessness and hastened to apologize.

Li Luoyang looked at them, suddenly retracted the murderous aura in his body, and with the green sword, converged into his sleeve, and then slowly walked into the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

These two people didn't care to accuse Li Luoyang of arrogance and rudeness, and while they drilled through the crowd to ask passers-by, they kept shouting: "Keep your promises, keep your promises, where are you?"

These two teenagers, one in a green shirt and the other in a yellow shirt, look very good-eyed and extraordinary, but there is a little more jerky between words and deeds.

Clear-eyed people may be able to see at once that these are two young boys who have never seen any big scenes. If it's not the eldest young master who sneaks out of the house to play behind his parents' back, then it's a country boy who has just entered the city and is curious about everything.

Although the crowd was noisy in the streets, their shouts were heard far and wide.

Only when he called for the third time, another young man who was seventeen or eighteen years old and had long bangs on his forehead ran out of the corner where Li Luoyang had just disappeared, looking like he was overworked and as if he had experienced a heavy blow.

He is the "keep" that the two teenagers shouted from their mouths just now.

As soon as the young man called "Shouxin" ran over, he quickly grabbed the two teenagers and kept asking, "Hey, Meng Lang, Minghui, have you seen my sister?"

The green-shirted boy named Meng Lang and the yellow-shirted boy named Minghui immediately shook their heads and said, "No, what about you, how are you?"

Hearing this, the young man called "Trustworthy" also looked depressed, and said with a bitter face: "Alas, I have searched the streets around here, but I still can't see any trace of my sister Tsing Yi." If I can't find it in this place, then my sister and she may have-"

Tears were already grooming in his eyes.

Minghui clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Hmph, don't ask, this must have been done by the notorious flower thief in the newly famous flower faction." ”

Ning Shouxin's expression seemed to have found the flower thief of the Flower Pie, the tears in his eyes turned into a raging fire, and he stomped his feet vigorously and said, "Hmph! If I find them, I must peel off their skin and pull their tendons, avenge Sister Tsing Yi, and eliminate harm for the people here." ”

Meng Lang was not as pessimistic as them, and while comforting their angry emotions, he was full of hope for the future, and said: "Actually, you can't say that, since you can't find anyone or body, it means that Sister Tsing Yi is still safe." Don't be so pessimistic, okay? Oh, by the way, what about Jiang Feng? Maybe he's already found it. Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, let's make plans when he comes back. ”

As soon as the words ended, there was chaos on the streets.