Dao fruit.

With a flash of cold light, the long sword pointed straight at his throat, but Qiu Yan didn't even blink his eyes. Looking at the man holding the sword in front of him, he asked, "The Dao of Sacrificial Bell? I didn't expect to encounter a Dao door in the depths of this grassland." One line."

Zuo Xianwang used cause and effect to move his body, so flying, the speed was extremely fast, and he crossed a large area of ​​grassland and desert. Right now, this forest is already located in the depths of the grassland, and there is a long distance from the border of Darui. Qiu Yan only said this.

"Stop talking nonsense! Who are you and why are you here?" The man frowned and asked coldly. He was wearing a long gown and had a handsome face, but his eyes were beating. His breath was as usual, he thought he was an ordinary scholar, and looked behind him, but he couldn't see the motorcade, people and horses, so he couldn't help being puzzled.

"Why am I here, but there is no need to explain to you." Qiu Yan shook his head and asked, "Just now..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sword-wielding man, who sneered: "I asked you something, but you didn't answer truthfully. You have no manners at all! It really is my way of waiting in the Central Plains." I don’t know the truth of being honest and answering every question, how ugly! But it’s not your fault, it’s my ancestor’s fault..."

"Oh?" Qiu Yan felt the chaotic logic from the other party's words, but he didn't have the time to delve into it, and he didn't intend to waste time here, so he wanted to release some power to suppress the other party, and went into the forest to find Zuo Xianwang.

However, the moment his perception came into contact with the man, there was a fluctuating luck. This fluctuation did not originate from Qiu Yan himself, but was driven by official aura.

With a move in his heart, Qiu Yan suppressed his original thoughts and listened to the man's words.

The man talked for a long time, seeing that Qiu Yan didn't answer, he became more and more angry, and kept using vicious words to belittle Qiu Yan and Zhong Yuan, but in the end he put away his long sword and raised his hand forward.He tied Qiu Yan's arms behind his back, but Qiu Yan used a simple spell to dispel the idea, and finally followed behind him as if facing a formidable enemy.Said to monitor.

After walking a few steps, Qiu Yan suddenly asked: "I heard that Xiongtai is also from the Central Plains. Why do you want to attack your own ethnic group so viciously in your words?"

"I'm from the Central Plains, and I'm different from you!" The man said lightly, with a look of pride on his face, "My life has been sublimated on this vast grassland! Every plant and tree here can fill me with sin. His bloodline is slowly fading away!"

"Oh? So that's the case. It seems that in your heart, this is a paradise." Qiu Yan shook his head, but was glared at by the man, warning him not to say anything else.

When Qiu Yan followed the man into the forest, two young girls came in front of him.They are all cardamom years, handsome in appearance, wearing short curved skirts.

When they saw Qiu Yan, they were all curious, looked up and down, and finally asked: "Brother Zhang, who is this person? Why is he dressed like this? It's different from the nobles of the Rouluo Department? It's somewhat similar to us Infernal attire?"

Qiu Yan squinted his eyes, glanced at the two women, and saw the relaxed attitude from the eyebrows, knowing that although the two women were dressed in the Central Plains, their customs and behaviors were different from the Central Plains.

A man called Senior Brother Zhang.Walking behind Qiu Yan, he was about to escort Qiu Yan into the forest. Hearing the question from the two women, he smiled and said, "That's right, this person is the same as us. They are all inferior people in the Central Plains, not as good as the tribal nobles. Of course the outfit is the same!"

"Inferior people from the Central Plains?" The two women wrinkled their white noses and showed disgust when they heard this. "Is it the kind of person who has lived in the Central Plains dye vat prison since childhood?"

Senior Brother Zhang said: "I'm not sure about that. Just looking at his appearance, it should be like this. His attire is the same as the few people caught a few days ago. He should be the kind of useless scholar."

"It turns out that this is how we caught people a few days ago," the two women became excited again, "We sisters came here this time to see them, so that we can see the ugliness of us Central Plains people!"

At this time, Qiu Yan suddenly said: "You two girls, judging by your appearance and attire, you are also from the Central Plains. Why do you speak self-deprecatingly and self-deprecatingly, without any sense of self-respect and self-love? On the contrary, there is something wrong with your blood compatriots. A taste of gloating?"

What he said caused the two girls to sneer, as if they had heard something funny, they gave Qiu Yan a contemptuous look.

One said: "After all, people who came from the Central Plains have no self-knowledge."

The other one said: "I heard that you are going to read some sage books, as well as scriptures and so on, and you have forged historical classics for more than a thousand years, but you don't know that these things are all made up, poor , Sadly, what I know is fabricated by others, but I am still immersed in it. Let me ask, is such a thing ridiculous? Is it because I am self-deprecating? It is because I am smart!"

As he spoke, his eyes gradually became sympathetic.

After hearing this, Qiu Yan was even more surprised. He sized up the two women and said with a smile: "Fake history? Fabricate scriptures? You two mean that people who don't know the truth but think they have mastered the truth are pitiful, right? See The two of you feel the same way."

"You have some knowledge." Hearing these words, the two women felt that Qiu Yan had been persuaded by him, and a feeling of saving the ignorant people was born spontaneously, and they immediately glowed with glory.

In their view, being able to think the same as themselves and others means that the other party is still saved, otherwise, they are poisoned by the dye vat of the Central Plains, and they are foolish people.

Senior brother Zhang didn't reprimand him at this moment, he reminded Qiu Yan after seeing the two girls finished speaking, and asked Qiu Yan to move on.

As he walked, Qiu Yan seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked, "By the way, those who are of the blood of the Central Plains, but belittle the Central Plains, do you want the Central Plains to forge ahead because they hate iron?"

Brother Zhang frowned and said, "Where can the Central Plains continue to forge ahead, sooner or later it will be wiped out by profuse sweat!"

After hearing this, Qiu Yan nodded and said nothing more.

After reaching the depths of the forest, a clear voice came out from the forest, telling various truths——

"...That's why, you should be glad that you can come here, and don't feel that you are far away from your homeland, which will only increase your nostalgia. When the Great Khan leads the army to the Central Plains, we will naturally return to our homeland!"

From this voice, Qiu Yan caught a wave of mood swings, clearly using some kind of technique to influence other people's senses and thoughts with his own emotions.

As soon as the voice came, Senior Brother Zhang and the two women on the side all showed solemn expressions, their eyes were filled with reverence, their expressions and movements became reverent and pious, step by step, their steps were neat, some believers were going to sacrifice The attitude of the gods.

"Huh?" As soon as this thought came to his mind, Qiu Yan actually discovered that there was really a ray of thought entrusted to the spirits of the three people in front of him, flying towards the forest like incense.

"Interesting, it shouldn't be a coincidence that King Zuoxian is here. Every peck and drink is determined by fate, luck is involved, and cause and effect coincide. You might as well understand it."

Thinking in this way, Qiu Yan followed the idea entrusted by the three of them, and found that at the end of the idea was an incense burner half a person's height. The face is rosy, the hair is tied in a small crown, the crown is inlaid with bright pearls, the five-willow long beard is wrapped in a beard cover, and she is wearing a Taoist robe, which is woven with fine silk and satin, which is brilliant.

Looking from a distance, what a Taoist with a sense of immortality!

The person sat on the stage and exhaled out loudly. The words just now were exactly what this person said.

Under the stage, on the other side of the incense burner, there is an open space covered with green grass. There are five or sixty people sitting on it, one row after another, occupying a large area. Judging by the appearance and hair accessories, they are all from the Central Plains. But the clothes are not the same, the front rows are all wearing left lapel gowns, with a pious face, matching the Taoist priests on the stage, it has the artistic conception of a great sage opening an altar to teach the Dharma in ancient times.

Those who sat in the last few rows were all wearing the right lapels of the Central Plains. Judging by their appearance, there were merchants, scholars, and even ordinary farmers. Many of them had tattered clothes, scars on their faces, and their hands and feet were tied with hemp rope. Even if you struggle, it is difficult to break free.

Getting closer, Qiu Yan saw pieces of bright yellow talisman paper on the chests of these people, on which was written a seal character, which was the word "town" in ancient times.

Behind this group of people, there were a few men dressed similarly to Senior Brother Zhang, holding long swords and standing in one place. Seeing Qiu Yan approaching, someone took a piece of yellow paper and walked over slowly.

"Suppressing spell? It's a great prestige to teach the Dharma in an altar, but to silence those who don't want to listen!"

Just as Qiu Yan was thinking, the Taoist priest who was speaking on the stage glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze, and his mouth was still flowing. From his words, it could be heard that he was trying to comfort those who were suppressed, let go of their prejudices, Return to Rouluo.

The emotional method in the words has already worked, and many of the people who were suppressed showed half-belief.

"...Don't doubt, what Pindao said is true and well-documented. Back then, Pindao understood the truth about the enslavement of all beings in the Central Plains, and led a group of sons to kill them, but the imperial court actually suppressed us and other people! Ruthless killing Da Rui Jiangshan couldn’t let me down, so I had to come to the grassland alone, met like-minded fellows, and set up this sacrificial bell road, in order to alert the world and shock people’s hearts!”

In his words, there is a kind of guiding light, very strong, as if standing on the top of the mountain, seeing the lonely walker on the road ahead.

But at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded——

"Dare to ask the long..."

These words were not loud, but they were clearly heard in the ears. They interrupted the Taoist priest's words, causing senior brother Zhang, the second daughter, and the men with swords to change their complexions and glared at Qiu Yan.

The person who spoke was Qiu Yan.

He was glared at by the crowd and felt furious, but he just looked at the Taoist priest on the stage and asked: "Where are the people with lofty ideals who followed the Taoist priest in the army now? I don't understand, since the Taoist priest came here from disaster, why did he wear the clothes on his face?" Good silk and satin, wearing a small crown of pearls, even the beard is carefully cared for, it is more expensive than the Yuanwai masters in the Central Plains, it doesn't look like fleeing, but it seems to be here to enjoy the glory and wealth!"

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