The blue butterfly was only the size of a fingernail, but it flew so fast that it flew out of its fingertips, and it was already lost without even seeing the tail of the streamer.

Suqian's spiritual power tracked for a while, until the longest length of the spiritual silk could not be reached, and he had a different view of the weak creature of butterflies, and all the weak can exist, not for no reason.

After the meal, I continued to chat with Gong He, and learned about some of the big people in the city, the Hubi family who mastered spells, There is only one Hubi master in this generation, His spells are very powerful, it is said that even the wolf demon has to bow down to the super powerful spells, and there are spell marks on the walls of Qiuyuan City. In fact, each generation of Hubi adults will contribute to Qiuyuan City, and the walls of Qiuyuan City have a legend of "not falling down for thousands of years".

There are also adults of the wild family and the adults of the Fuji family who have lived in Qiuyuan City for a long time, although these two families are very powerful, but the ones in the city are just separated, and relatively speaking, they are down a notch.

In addition, it is the Lord Heyuan who guards the temple, the Heyuan family has been the guardian of the temple for generations, even if the wind god replaces the dog god, but their family is still valued by the new wind god, and continues the work of the temple guardian.

Gong He can probably be regarded as a high-ranking female envoy in the City Lord's Mansion, she knows a lot of things, and she is not without words when she talks about it.

Suqian gained a lot from the conversation, and decided to go to the temple tomorrow to have a look, it would be better if he could gradually join the Yuanda, this kind of person who has guarded the temple for generations must know more than others, but I don't know if their family has recorded a secret collection of books, if they can borrow it, it would be the best.

The father is too powerful, resulting in a situation where he can lie down and win without going wrong, Suqian is not untouched, and he still remembers how he became a god in a daze, and he is familiar with the gods.

Different worlds have different power systems, and if the gods of each world can sit in a row, they may have strange views of each other, but the similar power is like an identical small stool, which limits their perception of each other.

Vaguely able to feel some foreshadowing from his parents, Suqian was not ready to act rashly, and the blood content in the new batch of medicines was two points lower, which was called to let the body slowly adapt.

The taste of pain is not pleasant, even if this pain means improvement, His Royal Highness Yuan'er does not doubt this statement too much, whether it is good or not, my feelings are always the deepest, and I feel that it is going in a good direction, fast or slow, it seems that you can not care too much.

In this era, most of the nobles also used ox carts, with light gauze half-covered car covers, Suqian and Konghe sat in the car, through the yarn holes, you can see the deserted streets.

The people who came and went were in good order, and they would trot to make way for the nobles, and they would also lower their heads when they saluted, and turn their faces to the earth, so that their eyes would not wander.

Many of the shoddy shoes are made of wood, and when you walk, you can hear different shades of sound, jingling, as if you are buttoning a piece of music without a beat.

The skirt is only a little below the knee, the skin of the exposed calves is smooth, the shoes on the feet are woven with ribbons, and they have a very beautiful appearance, and they will not make a sound when walking, and they can only walk on clean flat ground, otherwise they will soon be worn out and discarded.

As the maid of a rich and noble family, she obviously does not need to think about whether it is practical or not, and the floor of the rich and noble family, which is so smooth that it can be used as a mirror, will not add more cost to her shoes.

Such a maiden, like a rich flower blooming in a pavilion, will die untimely without fertile soil and a diligent gardener.

Touching the cyan brick wall and seeing the gray-clothed people bowing their heads to make way, Suqian thought of the humans in these cities, if they leave this city, will they be like dying flowers that can't adapt to the changes in the outside world?

Every city is like a prison, and at the same time, it is also a prison.

It hasn't been carefully converted, but the proportion of cultivators is too small, how many demons can be blocked by such a small number of people?

What's more, demons are not fools without brains, they will always find something and change accordingly.

"My lord, the temple has arrived. ”

Gong He was the first to get out of the car, lifted the gauze curtain with one hand, and waited for Suqian to get out of the car.

On the side of the car, a cyan mansion that looked no different from other places came into view, and the most conspicuous thing was about the azure flag fluttering in the wind, with two long tails that reminded people of butterfly wings.

Someone has already come to inform that the temple can only be entered during the sacrifice, and the Heyuan family, who guards the temple, has a house next to it, and in order to welcome the guests who want to visit the temple, they opened the door of the house and welcomed the guests in from here.

In the inner house, there is a small door that leads directly to the inside of the temple, and they usually pass through this small door.

"My lord, please come here. "The three sons of the Heyuan family are not very old, their short hair is tied into a ponytail, the cyan head rope is tied, and they are paired with a green coat, which seems to be a budding green bamboo, with the refreshing meaning of the mountains.

Su Qian followed through the small door, Gong He stayed outside the door, the temple was forbidden for women to enter, she could only wait outside the door.

The true guardian of the temple, Lord Heyuan, will not leave the temple, he will live in it, except for presiding over major events such as sacrifices, the rest of the time, he will personally paint and compile the scriptures belonging to the gods.

Through the narration of the three sons of Heyuan, Suqian also knows more about the family of temple guardians, which is a group of families who serve the gods and rely on the gods, and all their powerful power is stained with the light of the gods.

And such a parasite-like family will not mind too much about which god it is parasitized, only the power is eternal, so when the gods are changed, they also change their beliefs.

The red color represented by the dog god was greatly changed to cyan, and in their understanding, the wind god is cyan, because the wind is cyan.

In the compiled texts, the appearance of the god of wind is described as follows: wrapped in a cyan mist, in the morning light instead of the rising sun, on the banks of the Qingshui River instead of the river, the flowing blue wind swept away the old fiery red, this is the birth of a new god, with the blood of the old god as the soil, sheltering the place where the wind blows.

The rhetoric is quite beautiful, but there is not much real thing, as for the color of the wind, if the wind must have a color, Suqian feels that it should be a color close to transparent, not cyan, cyan, it can only be poison.

Thinking about it this way, I felt more and more that this image was very close to a certain existence, at least the image extracted from the memory of the original owner, and I had the idea of watching it further.

"Do you want to read these books?" a voice from behind interrupted Suqian's flipping through the pages.

"Can't you?" Su Qian asked rhetorically, looking at the person who came against the light, Lord Heyuan, who had an ordinary appearance like a good old man, and did not become noble because of the occupation he was engaged in with the breath of a god, but the whole person, like the wind, could not be ignored when he appeared.

Lord Heyuan smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were layered, highlighting his appearance that he was not young, "Yes, of course you can, it's just that mortals vainly trying to spy on the gods are not a very good thing, adults must be measured." ”

"Are you admonishing me?" asked Su Qian, but his spiritual power was already flipping through it, there were many records in the book, but most of them were limited to the imagination of mortals, and there were not too many really useful things, and many of these things were imaginary fabrications of the origin of the wind god.

If you really want to say that these so-called classics that record the gods are more like a nonsense made up by mortals on a certain basis, and there are still some similarities at the beginning, but according to the descriptions that follow, they are wrong thousands of miles away, and they can never be found again.

If you see more, you will become more and more confused, and being able to cause this effect can be regarded as a mysterious help for the gods.

"Yes, a demon like an adult came to the world, and tried in vain to spy on the origin of the gods, I always have to say a few more words, otherwise if there is another battle of the gods, Qiuyuan City is another storm, and it is always not good. Lord Heyuan smiled and pointed out Suqian's identity.

Suqian was not too surprised that he was able to see this, the demons have demonic energy, and many humans say that this is the embodiment of the evil of demons, saying that those demonic spirits can affect people's minds, making people unintentionally do evil and become heinous people.

The original owner is the son of the Butterfly Emperor, but this identity seems to have nothing to say except for the noble bloodline, in fact, whether the bloodline is noble or not, only the Butterfly Emperor's boasting can prove it.

Just as many human beings have to say that they were once descendants of a certain famous family after becoming famous, demons also have a similar tradition, those demons who occupy one side as the king and the emperor after relying on their own strength will always add some unspeakable bloodlines to their ancestors, so it seems to indicate that the excellent and powerful bloodlines will be passed on forever.

Most of the time, this statement still works, just like a dragon gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, strong does not give birth to weak seeds.

But sometimes, there will also be some people who wear chisels and follow the guild, and if they don't have enough strength, they will naturally not be able to spread enough powerful bloodline, which is also a well-known thing.

And the strength of the demonic qi is also the key to judging whether a demon is strong or not in many cases, in the case that Suqian does not cover it up in many ways, in the eyes of the cultivator, he is probably as obvious as a target.

It's just that the oath between humans and demons determines that it is impossible for the vulnerable group of humans to deal with demons harshly, so there is this kind of admonition that implies persuasion.

"What if、I want to become a god?" Su Qian closed the book and looked at Lord Heyuan, showing a little fang, as if he was tempting.

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