Under the hot and poisonous sun, Zhao Huai ran in the desert like golden waves. Wei Lu's eyes were sharp and bright. He looked up and saw the sun in the sky, and his heart was as calm as water. He was very peaceful, which alleviated the guilt of hiring a murderer to kill.
Suddenly his ears twitched slightly, and the strong wind penetrated into his heart through the thick black cloth robe. The sense of crisis increased greatly, and he blasted it with a golden light spell with his backhand. Ten miles of sand waves piled up, and the lasers scattered!
But it was too late, Wan Jun's sword had already reached his back, and the divine light that broke through the protective body penetrated his abdomen!
Sneak attack!
Who dares to sneak attack him!
Zhao Huai turned around and saw a man dressed as a gangster clapping his hands. His head suddenly hit hard and he fainted.
Zhan Changfeng pulled out his heavy sword and searched his memory. The search was successful. She almost had all the information she needed, and from this she knew that the situation was more serious than she expected.
This man named Zhao Huai was from a large tribe in Shaye, and he was currently a confidant of the Holy Son of the Sun. His move was the instruction of the Holy Son of the Sun to kill the second possible Holy Child.
Since each tribe enshrined the image of the Sun King and was under the watchful eye of the Sun King, they did not dare to do it themselves and could only hire murderers in a roundabout way.
In this way, the Sun King is indeed a cultivator and can know what is happening in each tribe through the Dharma images.
If the mirror of this world is really the Holy Sun, wouldn't it be safer to stay in the tribe?
The only thing uncertain is what the Sun King's attitude is towards this holy fetus.
Compared to the mirror, her own situation is more troublesome.
According to Zhao Huai's memory, the Dianjiangtai, Three Emperors Treasure Tree, and Realm Gate in this realm are jointly managed by the four major dynasties. Even if the wizards of the big tribes want to see the three, they must obtain the consent of one of the kings.
The purpose of her coming to this world was for the second level of the mirror. According to the clues from the first level, she only knew that the second level was in a place called Shenxu. By coincidence, this place was a restricted area in the Japanese Dou world.
There are rumors that dangers and opportunities are both equal. It may be shattered to pieces, or it may soar into the sky. The Four Dynasties will open the Divine Ruins once a year and send a group of outstanding disciples there.
If she wants to enter the Divine Ruins, she can only find a way to replace one person, but now that she has no mask, she can no longer change her appearance, and with powerful surveillance, she has no confidence that she can get through.
In this person's memory, there are several cases where he sneaked in under disguise and was caught.
Several of these cases also gave her unexpected information. There were actually Qi practitioners in the middle world of Ridou. Most of these people were lower-class people. They got the cultivation techniques from unknown sources. At a certain period, they even started a qi practitioner.
There was an uproar.
The four major dynasties called them blasphemers with bad intentions and joined forces to strangle them. Up to now, there are still some residual forces operating everywhere. These people seem to covet the sacred ruins and try their best to sneak in every year.
Most of them failed.
Zhan Changfeng thought for a while, the risk of sneaking in was too great, it would be great if they could be aboveboard, and the mirror in this world has a special identity. If it can grow up, it will also be helpful to her in the future. Of course, the premise is that they must have a period of being owned by
relationships recognized by people.
Zhan Changfeng took away Zhao Huai's belongings, acted as if he had been robbed, and let him go back to inform him of the death of the Holy Son of the Sun, so as to delay some time.
She walked back to the back of a sand dune near the Ruyao tribe, where Mu Qingwan set up a temporary tent. Seeing her return, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you in danger?"
"It's no big deal." Mu Qingwan smiled, "Thank you for your hard work."
After not seeing each other for a few days, Mu Qingwan and the child became much haggard. Mu Qingwan even had scars on her hands. Zhan Changfeng looked at the extinguished bonfire and the furs of some small beasts. According to the state of the world, they were one big and one small.
It's hard to live outside the tribe and among the people.
She had some concerns and told Mu Qingwan first.
Mu Qingwan seemed to have heard all the books from heaven. Belief is a very subtle thing. She used to believe in the Sun King. However, she had too many burdens and it was not easy to live. She only knew how to survive on her own. She had long lost her pious thoughts, but now she told
She, her child is a holy fetus, someone who may become the Son of the Sun, or even the King of the Sun?!
"Isn't there a Son of the Sun? Will Xiaobao be killed?" Mu Qingwan asked anxiously.
The Sun King and Son of the Sun were too far away from her. In the impression that such a high-ranking living god could easily wipe out their tribe with one finger, what if she and Xiaobao really got into such a disaster?
escape?
Zhan Changfeng was quite satisfied with her attitude. At least he had a certain mind and focused on reality. He did not blindly rejoice because of the child's possible identity, thinking that he could reach the sky in one step.
"Do you know the history of Holy Son of the Sun?" Zhan Changfeng suddenly asked.
"What?" Mu Qingwan vaguely recalled something. She once lived in an oasis and was the daughter of a witch spirit. Compared to other tribesmen, she was more informed about the outside world. "I heard that the Holy Son of the Sun was originally from the Kuihan tribe.
Later, the Sun King announced that he was the reincarnation of the sun and worshiped him as his holy son."
Zhan Changfeng added, "The tribe where the Holy Son of the Sun came from was actually very weak, and his mother was also pregnant out of wedlock. However, his mother claimed at the time that the child was sent by a god in a dream and was a god-given baby, so he and him
The mother gained the respect of the tribesmen from the beginning, and as he grew up, he was promoted as a witch spirit, leading the Kuihan tribe to gather many small tribes and became a leader."
Mu Qingwan has a clear mind, but due to the limitations of the environment, her thinking is not too complicated. At this moment, she felt a little surprised and guilty. She was also pregnant inexplicably. How could there be two situations? Was she wrong?
Zhan Changfeng could see what she was thinking at a glance, but he didn't think deeply enough, so he analyzed the whole thing for her, "Don't treat the Sun King as a god. The Sun King was also the Son of the Sun two hundred years ago. In his
Before he became the Holy Son of the Sun, he was also the leader of the same tribe, both born and raised."
"In other words, it was because he was born within the tribe and worked his way up step by step that he could gain the love and faith of the people of Saya and become a living god in the hearts of the people. And the tribe he was born in has also become his most steadfast
The backing of power. Fanatics of faith.”
"Do you understand what I said?"
Mu Qingwan blinked, this and this...she didn't dare to think about it in detail.
"Understood!" A childish voice came out from behind Mu Qingwan. The child stuck out his little head and looked at Zhan Changfeng with bright eyes.
"Understand what?" Zhan Changfeng asked.
She shouted happily, "Be the Sun King!"
Mu Qingwan was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Uh-huh!"
"The Sun King can live for hundreds of years, so don't think too much about it. What should you do now?"
Zhan Changfeng motioned to Mu Qingwan to release his hand.
Mu Qingwan was afraid that the child would say something shocking again, so she didn't want to let go. As a result, she was tickled by the child and was distracted, causing her to flutter into his arms and even turn around to make faces at her!
How did she develop such a heartless life in such a difficult life?
The child ignored his mother's confusion and raised his little face with silly joy, "Liger!"
"Do you know what you're shouting about?" Zhan Changfeng opened the head she was leaning against.
The child looked confused, obviously not knowing what he meant by shouting, but as soon as he saw her, the word appeared in his mind, and he shouted out naturally.
Zhan Changfeng closed his eyes slightly, his gaze a bit threatening, "Call sir."