Zhan Changfeng was quite satisfied with Mu Qingyun, so he additionally taught her swordsmanship to strengthen her body and temper her will.
After some contact with the Sun King, he was very resistant to all cultivation methods other than totems. For the long-term development of Mu Qingyun, Zhan Changfeng would not teach her the cultivation of vitality and true energy, which would touch the bottom line of the Sun King.
What's more, Mu Qingyun has the opportunity to learn all the sun totems and cultivate the divine sun pattern. If he fully possesses a divine pattern, his strength and achievements will not be worse than the quasi-sage.
I don’t know how long the mirror will live in this life. After all, there are many dangers hidden around her.
The tribal people make a living on the crops in the oasis and the small wild animals in the desert. It is not comfortable to work at sunrise and rest at sundown. What they cannot escape is that they gather in temples every day to pray.
Zhan Changfeng spends his spare time using Qianliu Technique to check the whereabouts of the white fox. He observes the living conditions of various tribes and analyzes the form of Shinto here. Such strict belief control is relatively rare, let alone despising other methods of cultivation. Keeping the totem alone
The tradition of art.
A bit like the earliest Shinto.
Nowadays, most Shinto monks are concurrent practitioners. It is not clear whether they are Dharma practitioners, martial arts practitioners, or monks of some kind. The only common characteristic is that they are very persistent in ruling the world and becoming kings. The means of ruling are mostly faith and luck.
.Three parts of merit.
It’s just that the forms of rule are different. Taking faith as an example, Saya is controlling the thoughts and behaviors of his people. Zhan Changfeng even suspects that they are creating or maintaining difficult living conditions and maintaining the longevity and purity of their faith.
In contrast, it is difficult for those who have access to the star realm to do this, so some choose to fight, using war to gain reputation, resources, and strength, and spread their names to all places they can reach.
But Zhan Changfeng believes that Shinto is a great avenue that encompasses all living beings. It is not about oneself. He does not necessarily have to cultivate totems, nor does he have to use faith, luck, and merit to pave the way for his own cultivation. Instead, he should use these means to establish what he should have.
order and rules.
Her goal is to find these orders and rules.
The dancing shadows were cast on the window sill by the moonlight and candlelight, and fell on the table by the window, adding a bit of chaos to the books. However, Zhan Changfeng had a clear mind and was more determined in what he was thinking.
She put down her pen, stood up, and walked outside the house. The benefit of this form was that it caused very little damage to the world itself. She found that this world was still in its original state, and the spiritual mines, treasure mines, etc. had not been destroyed.
Excessive plundering and mining.
If other monks saw it, they would definitely laugh at them for sitting on a treasure mountain without realizing it.
Zhan Changfeng felt the rich and pure vitality of heaven and earth in the middle world, which seemed to be the two sides of things.
"Mother!" A childish cry suddenly appeared in the small building, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Zhan Changfeng entered Mu Qingyun's bedroom and saw her hugging the quilt and falling to the ground, not waking up yet.
She patted her awake gently, "What's wrong?"
"Someone is coming to kill my mother and me again." Mu Qingyun had just recovered from the shock. He pursed his lips and tried not to cry. He tried to recall, "Several terrible people first killed my mother and then chased them here.
.”
Zhan Changfeng cast Qianliu and found traces of the supply convoy. It was late at night and they were resting in a camp built behind a mountain.
"Let's see how to deal with someone who has taken advantage of your weakness." Zhan Changfeng picked up the child with one hand, swayed his body, traveled thousands of miles, and quickly arrived near the camp.
The desert was cold and lonely at night, and the air he blew could condense into frost. Mu Qingyun gently put her hand on her husband's shoulder and did not feel cold at all. However, the long sand dunes hidden in the darkness overlapped with the memories in the dream, which aroused the fear in her heart.
Instinctively, I stared eastward and saw a familiar stretch of sand, where those people came from.
Half an hour. An hour later, unexpectedly, four or five shadows appeared over there. Mu Qingyun breathed tightly and grabbed Zhan Changfeng's robe, "Mr."
Zhan Changfeng noticed that one of them was Zhao Huai from last time, so he simply used a water totem, the subsidence technique.
It was cold at night, and the coldness fell like water on the exposed eye sockets. Zhao Huai trembled all over, and suddenly noticed that the overwhelming water mist was falling, strangling his soul, and the feeling of drowning swept over him, and one person directly hit the ground
Fell to the ground.
"No, there's an enemy attack!"
"At least it's the Five Marks Totem Technique!"
Zhao Huai and others were extremely horrified. When did Sha Ye appear a water totem besides the sun totem!
They all used the golden light technique to break through the boundless water mist. When they looked up, they saw the terrifying water dragon circling and rushing towards them!
Zhao Huai summoned the Golden Shield Technique, and a large shield ten feet high was about to stand up, but he heard a dragon roar that penetrated the heaven and earth. The shield instantly shattered, and the sound rushed into his heart!
He collapsed on the ground and vomited blood. When he looked back, he saw that the four people who came with him had died!
These four people were all four-marked totem masters like him, and they died without any resistance?
Zhao Huai was frightened. He scratched the cold sand and staggered up. He saw a man holding a child walking slowly from the darkness, "Who are you? Do you know that I am... ugh...
..Ouch.”
It was as if there was a lump of frozen ice in his throat, which pierced his vocal cords and froze his neck, making him unable to make any sound.
"!" Zhao Huai watched the man approaching and couldn't help but retreat. In panic, he tripped over a corpse and fell to the ground. His eyes trembled. The man finally stopped at a distance not too far away and walked backwards.
The cold moonlight, the white robe with wide sleeves, holding a dignitary, and the long hair seemed to be plated with silver!
Standing like that silently, he seemed to have irresistible dignity.
Zhao Huai suddenly understood that his life and death depended only on the other person's thoughts!
"You privately attack those who cannot be attacked, and even the saints cannot save you. This is your first offense, so I will spare your life for now. Go away."
Zhao Huairu was granted amnesty and disappeared into the night crawling on the ground.
"Sir." Mu Qingyun came back from the brief totem battle and looked up at the face so close to him, "Why did you let him go?"
"Want to know?"
"I think." The child nodded vigorously.
"Think for yourself."
"..." Hmm.
Awakened early, the people who had been hiding in the camp looked around. When they discovered that the person coming was Zhan Changfeng, they ran out one after another.
"Sir, why are you here?"
"Why is Xiaobao coming out too?"
"What just happened?"
The Ruyao tribe was not big, and Zhan Changfeng would sometimes teach them some methods of growing crops and making ceramics. They would follow Mu Qingyun and call her sir, and their respect for her was no less than that of Wu Ling.
"Xiaobao dreamed that a group of robbers were coming to kill you, so he asked me to come over and take a look." Zhan Changfeng replied calmly and handed the child to Mu Qingwan.
When everyone heard this, they all shouted thankfully and looked at Mu Qingyun with respectful eyes. Sure enough, he was a member of Tianzhong who could dream of danger, and they also benefited from it!
"Everyone, go and bury those corpses to avoid attracting wild animals." Mu Qingwan calmly ordered, and after everyone dispersed, she quickly asked, "Are they those people again?"
They come and kill them every time they go out. Do we want them to never leave Ruyao?
Zhan Changfeng nodded, his eyes simple yet profound, "After this time, he will have concerns, let's see again."
"Don't forget to go to the temple to pray and congratulate yourself on your escape."
Mu Qingwan suddenly lost her nerves and said angrily, "I think I have to pray for my husband."
She was angry on the face, but worried and grateful in her heart. After experiencing many things, she understood that Zhan Changfeng's situation was actually the most dangerous. She and Xiaobao were now incapable of resisting the murder plot.
It was on her body, and whether her totem would arouse the fear of the Sun King is another question.
What the desert lacks is water.
If a water totem appeared, people's belief in the sun would be shaken... Mu Qingwan did not dare to think about it.