Among them are burly men, delicate girls, dashing swordsmen, high-ranking officials and beautiful tired, immature children, and hunchbacked veterans.

But, at this moment, all of them, are doing the same thing.

Each person holds a prayer lamp in their hands, then holds the prayer lamp above their head with both hands, then slowly lowers it downward, until it is placed on their chest, pauses for about ten seconds, and then slowly lowers it, bends down, and bends down again until the prayer lamp is slowly placed on the ground.

The small and delicate prayer lamps are particularly conspicuous in the daytime night sky, like holy lotus flowers, competing to bloom, and like playful elves, singing and dancing.

Then they slowly knelt down, folded their hands, and stayed on their chests for a while, before finally bowing slowly to the statue.

Their movements were as uniform as they were, and their expressions were sacred and solemn.

The whole square is filled with an inexplicable charm.

"Shengxuan's sword, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!"

When they raised their heads again, each of them was muttering a word that Nie Donglai didn't know what it meant.

Although each of them was not very loud, along with their movements, a loud sound like reading was endless.

Each of them repeated this action over and over again, kneeling down to the statue.

It was as if the man in the statue was a god in their eyes.

Unconsciously, Nie Donglai was also rendered by this solemn atmosphere, and he suddenly couldn't help but have an urge in his heart to kneel down and worship the statue man.

It took a long time for him to break free from this atmosphere, and at this moment, his heart was full of shock and incomprehension.

"Is this the power of faith?"

"Who is the man on the statue?"

"Why was he able to make everyone here kneel down willingly?"

This series of questions gradually took root in his mind, and at this moment, he seemed to be a hard-working scholar, and his mind was full of a strong desire for knowledge.

Nie Donglai was shocked, he didn't know why he had such emotions, maybe not only him, but every tourist who passed through here would have such doubts!

Nie Donglai turned his head to glance at Mu Guitian beside him, but found that he was staring intently at the statue man in the square at this time, and the complex look in his eyes made Nie Donglai a little puzzled.

Excitement, fanaticism, adoration, regret, incomprehension, and even pain.

But most of all, it is the same kind of piety as everyone else.

Nie Donglai didn't make a sound to disturb him.

After about a quarter of an hour, Mu Guitian also slowly came back to his senses and asked softly, "Did you see it?"

He didn't turn his head, let alone look at Nie Donglai, he still stared at the statue man fixedly.

But Nie Donglai knew very well that he was asking himself again, he nodded and said, "I see." ”

Mu Guitian said: "What did you see?"

Nie Donglai said: "A statue of a man and a group of devout believers. ”

Mu Guitian said lightly: "No, that's not a statue. ”

Nie Donglai frowned, a little puzzled, and said, "But it's obviously a statue?"

Mu Guitian turned his head to look at him, and said with a serious face: "No, he is not, he is the god of Shengxuan City, the soul of Shengxuan City, and the faith in everyone's hearts." ”

Mu Guitian's words were sonorous and righteous.

Nie Donglai said, "Oh?"

Mu Guitian asked rhetorically, "Do you know why Shengxuan City is a city that never sleeps?"

Nie Donglai was stunned for a moment and said, "Is it because of the man on the statue?"

Mu Guitian said: "Yes, it's because of him." ”

Nie Donglai said, "Oh?

Mu Guitian said: "Do you remember the young man I once mentioned to you?"

Nie Donglai asked, "Is it the young man who took away the envoy stationed here?"

Mu Guitian nodded and said, "Yes!"

Nie Donglai said, "Why did you suddenly mention him?"

Mu Guitian said: "Because Shengxuan City has a very special rule, which was set by him. ”

Nie Donglai said, "What rules?"

Mu Guitian said: "In Shengxuan City, once it is night, it is forbidden to make any trouble, no matter who you are, no matter what your identity is, it is no exception. Therefore, even those enemies who have a deep hatred and hatred, passing by in Shengxuan City at night, will be safe and sound, just like passers-by. ”

"What kind of rule is this?"

Nie Donglai felt that his brain was a little insufficient, there were such strange rules in the world, what kind of strange people could come up with such strange rules?

Mu Guitian continued: "Because he said that in this bloody and bloody rivers and lakes, a piece of pure land is needed to wash away some senseless sins and blood. ”

Nie Donglai was puzzled: "Could it be that what he says, others must listen to it? Could it be that he is His Majesty the Emperor?"

Mu Guitian shook his head and said, "He is not the emperor, but his prestige in the rivers and lakes is far from being comparable to His Majesty the Emperor. ”

Nie Donglai said, "Oh, is there such a strange person in the world?"

Mu Guitian said: "Of course, but when he first set this rule, everyone laughed at him for being a madman, and no one paid attention to him at all." ”

Nie Donglai smiled slightly and said, "If it were me, I would think so." ”

Mu Guitian ignored him and continued: "What's more, in order to provoke his majesty, he specially chose to pick quarrels and provoke trouble in Shengxuan City at night, and as a result, without exception, all of them were beheaded by his [Nether Inspector History] and hung at the gate of the city to show the public, among which there are many famous people in the rivers and lakes and nobles of kings and grandchildren. ”

"It didn't take long for no one to dare to risk their lives anymore, and the Holy Xuan City at night has become the peaceful appearance you see now, and the Holy Xuan City at night has become a paradise that everyone in the rivers and lakes dreams of, because in the Holy Xuan City at night, they can let go of all the burdens in their hearts, remove all the disguises on their bodies, and carnival here without worries, and buy drunk here. ”

Nie Donglai's face froze, and he said, "Netherworld Inspector History?"

Mu Guitian nodded again and said: "[Nether Inspector History] is a terrifying elite division under him, no one knows who they really are, because no one has seen their true colors at all, and those who have seen them are already dead, they will only appear where they should appear, and every time they appear is a flash in the pan, after doing what they should do, they will disappear, it can be said that they have come and gone without a trace." ”

Nie Donglai broke out in a cold sweat and said, "That young man actually has such ability, who is he?"

Mu Guitian pointed to the statue man and said, "He is the Holy Pen Xuanjian." ”

Nie Donglai finally understood that the young man Mu Guitian was talking about turned out to be the famous Holy Pen Xuanjian, that is, the man engraved on the statue in front of him now.

Nie Donglai shifted his gaze to the man's statue again, looking at the majestic figure on the statue, he suddenly felt a mess in his mind.

He is getting more and more confused, according to Mu Guitian's description, the Holy Pen Xuanjian should be a domineering and imperious person with some iron and bloody hands, but why do so many people worship him?

Nie Dong could see that the eyes they were looking at the statue man were respectful and respectful from the bottom of their hearts.

Mu Guitian seemed to understand the confusion in his heart, and said, "Actually, he is not what you imagined. ”