It was still a high-crowned dress, and the ceremonial posture between the manners was still meticulous, but the old man's cloudy eyes still flashed with irrepressible anger.

"Seeing what the old man said, the situation of the Shenzhou ethnic group on this European continent has always seemed to be not very good. Mu Qinyi was a little surprised. After all, this old man can run this floating island retreat, has a lot of eyeliner in Osstar City, and can get out of such a riot, it seems that there is quite a way.

"After all, it is a sojourn in a foreign land, after all, there is no solid foundation, so it is inevitable that people will be swords and I will be fish and meat. The old man let out a long sigh, his eyes hazy. The old man still remembers that when he came with his father to the east, the Ayuro Empire was still there, and although it was not easy at that time, it was finally in order. After all, the Oyuro Empire is a great power, not to mention taking care of it, but it can also be regarded as giving me some foothold for the people of Taisho. The people of Shenzhou are intelligent by nature and hard-working, but they have developed considerably in the past ten years. The ancestor also discussed with several leaders who had traveled west together if they could find a way to return to Shenzhou......"

“... It's a pity that the prosperity is bound to decline, and the Arcane Empire seems to be like my Confucian Taizheng Dynasty, which can't stop this general change of human luck. That war of God's wrath spread throughout the continent, natural disasters continued, order collapsed everywhere, and the people were in dire straits. And the wealth and resources accumulated by my Shenzhou ethnic group over the years have become a way to take advantage of disasters in this turmoil. It is a tree without roots, and all the wealth under the imperial order is just a bait to attract the greedy, and all kinds of bandits, thieves and outcasts from all walks of life due to natural disasters have flocked to it, not only looting their property and food, but also killing our people if they resist the slightest. The major temple churches turned a blind eye, and a very few of them had reached out to help, but after all, they were too busy to take care of themselves, and many noble mages even took the first step to find excuses to swallow up their wealth. In the past twenty or thirty years, my Shenzhou ethnic group has simply lived in hell, and even the population has been seven or eight out of ten, and it is almost a long time before the natural disaster ends. After another generation of conscientious and hard work accumulation, I finally recovered a little bit of vitality......"

"But even so, my ethnic group has always been the target of bullying. Fortunately for the ordinary people of Europe, those who are accustomed to bullying the weak have always regarded me as a fish, and from time to time they will find ways to rob and bully, and more than half of the wealth we have earned so hard will be given away. The gangsters of the port, the nobles behind it, and even some of the temple churches are coming to nibble on a piece of meat......"

The old man's voice was dull and muffled, as weak and vague as his cloudy eyes, but there was an ominous aura in it. Mu Qinyi listened quietly, and could vaguely feel the great resentment hidden in the old man's heart, more than fifty years of hardship and unbearable have been endured step by step, and the hardships and sufferings are really beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

“...... Therefore, the old man and his clansmen secretly worship the 'God of Vengeance', planning to use the Shinto Road to seek justice for their own family and maintain the status of our Shenzhou ethnic group on the European continent?"

Although Old Man Zhang didn't elaborate, he only said 'rootless wood', which made Mu Qinyi roughly understand the reason. In the final analysis, whether it is property, status, or even life, it needs to be guaranteed by the hard power in your hands, especially in the chaotic world, where fists are everything. However, the former dynasty Taizheng was based on Confucianism, and the Confucian system obviously did not work on this European continent.

Confucianism can become the orthodoxy of the world in one day, and the use of the magic derived from its fundamental scriptures is naturally extraordinary, like Shinto rather than Shinto, and it is even far grander than Shinto on the land of Shenzhou. Based on the heart of everyone's heart, the heart of 'saving and taking righteousness', and the world's 'monarchs, ministers, fathers, sons' as the context, cultivating the spirit of Haoran inside, gathering people's luck outside, and gathering the hearts of the people in the world at the heyday of the Taizheng Dynasty to forcibly isolate the Sidi wolf god from that piece of heaven and earth, it is simply unbelievable from the concept of this European continent.

But when this small group of Taizheng ethnic groups was scattered thousands of miles away to the European continent, the Confucian magic was no longer of any use. After the Taisho Dynasty was subverted by the Demon Sect, people's hearts were in turmoil, and even the Confucian scholars on the Shenzhou Continent who could re-cultivate the spirit of Haoran were rare, not to mention the exotic lands where the folk customs and races were completely different thousands of miles away. Mu Qinyi didn't need to ask at all to know that the Confucian mental method handed down by the ancestors of these remnants of the previous dynasty could only cultivate one's self and prolong one's life at most, not to mention that the Confucian mental method was not good at attacking and killing. This kind of situation is just when the Arcane Empire is still in order and orderly, and once the situation is chaotic, there is no power to protect itself, and it can only be left to the way.

The Shenzhou ethnic group is intelligent and sensitive by nature, and at the same time, there is less of the recklessness and brutality of the violent tiger Feng He, but also a lack of blood and bravery, Confucianism has always paid attention to the "rules" and "moderation", and the taboo "forbidden by force" has been brought into full play to this characteristic, and it has endured decades of oppression and humiliation for decades, but also saved a lot of family business. But those oppressions and humiliations have always been hidden deep in my heart.

So when the old man mentioned the church of the God of Vengeance now, Mu Qinyi asked this question. As far as she knew, there were only two avenues of arcane magic on this continent, and the old man was full of such a resentment in his chest, and it was completely reasonable to lead his clan to take the path of the Divine Dao.

But the old man shook his head and said expressionlessly: "Zi is silent, and the strange power is confused. Even people in the Taoist sect like Fairy Mu also know the words of the sage, my Zhang family is the remnant of the Taizheng family, and has been taught by the sage for hundreds of years, even if he has been in a foreign land, and the people's hearts are not ancient, but he has never abandoned my Shenzhou Taoist system because of this, and converted to the truth of foreign gods......"

“...... However, my Shenzhou ethnic group is indeed suffering deeply, so if other people want to believe in this vengeful god, my Zhang family is naturally not easy to stop... For the sake of the Shenzhou ethnicity, it will also help one or two to some extent. Moreover, there is chaos on this European continent, fighting, killing, oppression, and humiliation are everywhere, and there are not many people who want to use this vengeful god to vent their evil breath, so the church of this vengeful god is actually not too related to my Shenzhou ethnicity, at least with my Zhang family. Fairy Mu can't be mistaken. ”

"I see, thank you for your advice. Mu Qinyi nodded, she now roughly understood the ins and outs of this so-called cult, as well as the relationship with the Shenzhou ethnic group. At this moment, when I looked at the old man on the other side in a Confucian robe, and behaved with a degree of Confucian etiquette, I just felt slightly desolate, but it was also a little funny.

Mu Qinyi stood up and bowed his hand to the old man: "Then, I'm ready to leave." Do you have anything to say to the adults in the envoys? Please rest assured, the current Daqian court still continues the example of the previous dynasty and regards Confucianism as the right one, and these adults are all from Confucianism, so they must be quite in line with the old man. And I don't think those adults have any extra thoughts about you remnants of the previous dynasty, so I suggest that my husband might as well take the initiative..."

"Whether there is any idea or not, it is not for Fairy Mu to decide. Old Man Zhang didn't mean to return the salute, he didn't even look at Mu Qinyi, he just stared at the tea cup in his hand, his face was expressionless, and his voice was extremely indifferent. "The old man told Fairy Mu all the reasons for it, hoping that Fairy Mu could understand the current situation of the remnants of Taizheng such as me, which was really not easy to come by. And the small turmoil before is actually just a prelude, and the big changes on the northwest coast are still to come. At this very turbulent time, why don't Fairy Mu temporarily live on the floating island of Lao Yu for a while? When the dust settles, Lao Yu will send Fairy Mu to the camp of Daqian and find a few envoys to explain it in detail. ”

Mu Qinyi smiled, a little chilled and a pitiful smile, sighed, and then she said lightly: "The little woman has also heard: The gentleman is frank." The old man is acting to seek the well-being of the Shenzhou ethnic group and fight for the people, he should have a clear conscience, why do you need to do it again?"

With a single lip, a crystal clear drop of water floated out of her mouth, and fell lightly into the tea cup on the table, Mu Qinyi's voice and expression did not show the slightest difference, it was still as light as mountain spring water: "My husband has worked too much on mundane things, and he has never walked around the rivers and lakes of China, so don't use these methods to add to the snake in the future." The little woman is not talented, after all, she still came out of the Shenshui Palace of the Five Elements Sect, and the poison mixed into the water can still hide from the disciples of the Shenshui Palace, and there are only a handful in the world, and I don't know if there is one on this European continent. ”

The old man's expression was blank, as if he hadn't heard it at all, and a pair of turbid eyes with a rotten aura only stared at the tea cup in front of him.

"Farewell. Mu Qinyi didn't bother to say any more, turned around and walked outside. This Taizheng relict clan now has no respect in her eyes, no matter how upright that Confucian robe is, no matter how authentic that set of Confucian etiquette is, it is just a set of clothes and a set of actions, and there is no essential difference between it and the beggar's lotus fall.

In the hula, the stone door in front of Mu Qinyi suddenly slid and closed. The stone doors of this stone chamber are embedded in the stone wall and slide, which is completely invisible when opened, but once closed, it does not leave the slightest gap. Moreover, this floating island ship was originally cast by dwarves for naval warfare, and any arrangement in the middle is not as simple as ordinary civilians, but this stone gate is several inches thick and extremely hard, enough to withstand several strong men smashing with giant hammers.

Mu Qinyi just smiled coldly, didn't look back at the old man, didn't even stop his footsteps, and still walked towards the closed stone door, as if he wanted to try it with himself.

"This girl from the Five Elements Sect, it's better for you to stay. ”

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, Mu Qinyi's steps stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't fall any longer, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared in the vest.

This is not the voice of the old man surnamed Zhang, but the voice of another thick and dull man, and it is also an authentic Shenzhou dialect, with the sound of this voice, Mu Qinyi can feel that this man walked out from behind the screen on the side without looking back, his steps are heavy and extremely steady, obviously he has kung fu, and he has no intention of concealing it.

As a disciple of the Five Elements Sect, his perception is actually far more acute than that of ordinary so-called Jianghu masters, but Mu Qinyi is not so complacent that he feels that it will be a very incredible thing to hide from himself. Not to mention, Liu Xuanying can easily do this, and other innate masters who can control their own qi and blood can probably do it, but many Dao masters who temper their souls may not be able to completely control their breath.

In other words, the man who spoke was actually a martial arts innate master, and he couldn't imagine that there were such characters on the European continent.

However, Mu Qinyi's most frightening thing was not this, but the screen where the man was hidden behind was actually not a good place to hide, only a few steps away from her position just now, and she could vaguely see what was behind her through the gap between the screens. But she had been sitting there for a while, and she hadn't really looked over there.

In the well-arranged residence of others, the owner still had a vague sense of vigilance and hostility, Mu Qinyi had already raised her vigilance to the highest, but just like that, she didn't glance at the screen that was close to her side. Not only that, but she also remembered that the position and direction she had just chosen was deliberately avoiding that side, as if she instinctively did not want to face that side, and did not want to pay attention to that side. Knowing that in the end, this person took the initiative to speak up and let go of the aura that had been suppressed and restrained, and she suddenly realized that there was actually someone there.

It vaguely affected her from the deep consciousness, and she didn't notice it herself, which even Liu Xuanying or Feng Yinqiu couldn't do, or she couldn't understand how that person did it. A terrifying feeling of being completely controlled permeated every skin, and Mu Qinyi almost couldn't help but tremble.

Taking a deep breath and trying his best to retract his feelings, Mu Qinyi turned around and saw the person who had been invisible behind the screen.

In terms of the figure of the Shenzhou people, this is a tall and sturdy man, a casual coarse cloth shirt can not stop the well-defined muscles, a random black messy hair and beard with some silver threads in between, maybe about thirty or forty years old, because this person has a mask on his face, and he can't see clearly. And the moment he saw the mask on this person's face, Mu Qinyi's heart was shocked.

This is a mask carved from wood, it seems to be stained with a lot of dried blood, the material is no longer clear, and the carving technique is far from being clever and delicate, as if it is just a rough craftsman carved by hand, the lines are rough and stiff, but as long as you look a little closer, you can feel every outline on this wooden mask, every edge and corner is permeated with a mixture of cold, fierce, furious, and all can be restrained together. With just one glance, Mu Qinyi could feel that this must be a person with great grievances and hatred, and when he was thinking about how to take revenge, he chiseled out the mask one by one, and what was stained on it must be the blood that was spilled when he stabbed the enemy.

This is not the kind of illusory illusion that cannot be seen or touched, but a real breath, Mu Qinyi can even perceive that when he looks at this mask, the qi and blood around his body are faintly vibrating, and all the grievances, grievances, and thoughts of revenge and venting that he has remembered since he was a child suddenly appeared in his mind one by one.

This is the power of Shinto. Mu Qinyi suddenly understood. The faith, resentment, and violence and fury exuded from this mask are clearly achieved by condensing the incense and fire power of many people, but there is still a fundamental gap with the power of Shinto that has the true god as the hub, and these wishes are chaotic and disorderly, large and impure, which makes people feel uncomfortable intuitively in this way of exaggeration.

And it is the power of Shinto that can directly act on the souls of people and gods that can make her instinctively avoid retreating, but she can't even detect it. This is the suppression of the upper rank of the power of Shinto, although this kind of Shinto that is not yet perfect, and even the true spirit has not been condensed is no different from the water element god she just tried to touch, but she is also just a first glimpse of the path on the Shinto path, and this mask is the core sacrificial weapon in this sect, and the gap is even greater.

And this man under the mask can basically control this immature, but obviously extremely dangerous power of revenge Shinto, and his identity naturally goes without saying.

"This is the head of the Church of Vengeance?" Mu Qinyi took two steps back, leaning against the closed stone door.

"This Mr. Qiu is the high priest of the Church of Vengeance. Just arrived today, and the old man invited him to meet Fairy Mu. The old man, who had always been indifferent, only opened his mouth at this time, and his wrinkled face was still expressionless.

It turned out that the old man was not waiting for information, but waiting for this person. Mu Qinyi's heart sank, even if she didn't care about this person's attainments in the Divine Dao, she just revealed the innate martial arts cultivation that controlled the qi and blood, and it was not something she could handle.

"Uncle Zhang has made it very clear before, we still have important things to do recently, in order to be safe, I will ask this Mu girl from the Five Elements Sect to go with me to rest for a few days temporarily. Miss Mu can also rest assured, as long as you don't mess around, I won't embarrass you. Even if you don't look at the face of the Great Qian's court, the face of Liu Zhenren of the True Martial Sect will always be given below. ”

Compared with the seeping aura emitted by the mask, the eyes exposed under the mask seemed very calm and profound, and the voice of this person named Mr. Qiu was heavy and steady, and his posture was polite and polite, but Mu Qinyi's attention was not on these.

"This high priest, it turns out that he is not a remnant of Taisho, but has only crossed east from Shenzhou in recent years?" Mu Qinyi asked with a smile. This Mr. Qiu is not only the standard Shenzhou Jianghu tone, but also the attitude towards the True Martial Sect, which can explain some problems. Xuanxuanzi, the founding patriarch of the True Martial Sect, also began to emerge after the fall of the Taisho Dynasty, and he was truly famous in the world and became the first person in the world, which was also a matter of recent decades.

"Oh, is that Liu Zhenren really so powerful?" Even the old man surnamed Zhang couldn't help but look up.

"When I was downcast in Shenzhou, I also owed Zhenwuzong a favor. Moreover, this Liu Zhenren has also vaguely heard that his martial arts and virtues are extraordinary, and he is naturally more worthy of selling face than the paper shell court. Mr. Qiu under the mask did not answer Mu Qinyi directly, but just said lightly to the old man. "As long as you wait for the condensation of the true spiritual consciousness, everything is easy to say. Always be careful until then. ”

"In this way, I will invite Miss Mu to go to Panhuan for a few days. Mr. Qiu turned to look at Mu Qinyi, his voice was still indifferent and polite, and his eyes were calm.

"If you have the fate, let me stay for him a little longer, and I will not accompany him today. Mu Qinyi suddenly smiled. Then the stone door behind her suddenly slid a crack to the side, and just as she was allowed to retreat, the stone door slid back and closed tightly. At the last moment of closing, I could just see the stunned look on the face of the old man surnamed Zhang, as well as the surprised eyes under Mr. Qiu's mask.

Of course, the mechanism of this stone gate will not slide by itself, in fact, all the authority to control it is in the hands of the old man, but Mu Qinyi has not been idle for a day waiting on this floating island, and she has long been familiar with the mechanism door in this floating island.

Of course, she didn't know much about mechanics, and she didn't know the various techniques of the Euro dwarves to make this floating island ship, but as long as there were gaps between these mechanisms, and water could penetrate into them, it would not be difficult for her. Of course, she couldn't do anything about the structure of the mechanism that was too complicated, but just opening a door and blocking a latch or something, it was really not a difficult task for the water elemental she summoned.

The old man's angry cry came faintly from behind the stone gate, apparently discovering that the stone gate was no longer under his control. The key pulleys in the middle have been quietly broken by Mu Qinyi's water element, and they will definitely not be able to open it for a while. But Mu Qinyi didn't dare to delay at all, and rushed out towards the route he had written. The news I inquired about here today is extremely valuable, and it must make the kid surnamed Feng admire him so much.

The corners of her mouth just pursed a smile, and a loud bang exploded not far behind her, and at the same time, a huge force hit Mu Qinyi's vest, causing her to fly straight out. Although this force was great, Mu Qinyi knew that he was not injured heavily, but he felt that his limbs and organs seemed to be shaken loose and disjointed by this force at the same time, and he could no longer use the slightest strength.

Bang and hit the opposite rock wall, Mu Qinyi didn't even have the strength to stand, so he could only slip softly. Turning her head to the side, she saw that in the dust, Mr. Qiu of the Church of Vengeance was striding out of the rubble all over the ground, and the stone door was several inches thick enough to block even ordinary firearms, and in front of him it turned out to be not much different from a thin wooden door.

Mr. Qiu lowered his fist. His fists were full of calluses, his joints protruded, his green tendons exposed, and every trace of his flesh showed a sense of hideous strength, which was completely different from Liu Xuanying's fists, which looked like the difference between polished jade and granite that had been weathered by the sun and rain for hundreds of years. But it was such a rough fist that didn't seem to have gone through a trace of artificiality, and the punch that was punched just now scattered all the spiritual energy of Mu Qinyi's whole body.

Mu Qinyi knew that this was far more difficult than killing her with a punch in the air, or directly blasting her to the ground with minced meat.

And it wasn't until this time that Mu Qinyi found out that this Mr. Qiu was actually a one-armed man. All her attention just now was drawn to the strange mask, and she didn't notice that one of the man's left arms was empty at the shoulder.

PS: Recently, I have been super irritable because of housework, and my efficiency has been very low