Dao Fruit

There was a flash of cold light, and the sword was pointed directly at his throat, but Qiu Yan didn't even blink. He looked at the man holding the sword in front of him and asked: "Zhongzhongdao? I didn't expect to encounter a Taoist door deep in this grassland. One lineage.”

King Zuo Xian used cause and effect to pull his body. He flew at an extremely fast speed, crossing a large area of ​​grassland and desert. The forest at the moment was already located deep in the grassland, separated from the Darui border by a long distance. Therefore, 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 twitching. He looked at Qiu Yan first and noticed him. His breath was as usual, so he thought he was an ordinary scholar. When he looked behind him, he saw no motorcade or horses, so he couldn't help but wonder.

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

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sword-wielding man, who sneered: "I asked you a question, but you didn't answer truthfully. You have no manners at all! It's just like me and Zhongyuan." ! How ugly it is to not know the truth about being honest and answering questions! But it’s not your fault, it’s our ancestors’ fault..."

"Oh?" Qiu Yan sensed the confusing logic in the other party's words, but he didn't want to delve into it, and he didn't intend to waste time here. He wanted to release some power to suppress the other party, and went into the forest to find King Zuo Xian.

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

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

The man talked for a long time, but Qiu Yan didn't answer. He became even more angry and continued to use vicious words to belittle Qiu Yan and Zhongyuan. Finally, he put away his sword, raised his hand and tied Qiu Yan's arm behind his back. However, Qiu Yan used a simple spell to give up the idea, and finally followed him as if he were facing a formidable enemy, saying that he wanted to monitor him.

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

"As a Central Plains person, I am different from you!" the man said lightly, with a proud look on his face, "My life has been sublimated in this vast grassland! Every plant and tree here can make me full of sin. The bloodline is slowly fading!"

"Oh? I see. It seems that in your heart, this is a paradise." Qiu Yan shook his head, but the man glared at him and warned him not to say anything else.

When Qiu Yan followed the man into the forest, two young girls came towards him, both in their prime. He looks handsome and wears a long skirt.

When they saw Qiu Yan, they were all curious, looking up and down, and finally asked: "Senior Brother Zhang, who is this person? Why is his dress different from the nobles of the Rouluo Department? It is somewhat similar to us. The attire of a lower class?"

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the two women. He could see the relaxed look between his eyebrows and knew that although the two women were dressed in Central Plains clothes. But the customs and practices are different from those in the Central Plains.

The man called Senior Brother Zhang walked behind Qiu Yan and wanted to escort Qiu Yan into the forest. He listened to the two women's inquiries. But he smiled and said: "That's right, this person is just like us, a low-class person from the Central Plains, not as good as the nobles of the tribe, so of course the dress is the same!"

"Inferior people from the Central Plains?" Upon hearing this, the two women wrinkled their white noses and showed disgust, "Are they the kind of people who have lived in the dye vat prison in the Central Plains since childhood?"

Senior Brother Zhang said: "This is not clear yet. Just judging from his appearance, it should be like this. The way he is dressed is the same as the several people he caught a few days ago. They should all be the kind of useless scholars."

"It turns out that the person we caught a few days ago looked like this," the two women became excited again, "We sisters came here this time just to see it, so that we can take a look at the ugliness of us Central Plains people!"

At this time, Qiu Yan suddenly said: "You two girls, judging from your appearance and dress, you are also from the Central Plains. How come you depreciate yourself in your words, without any sense of self-respect and self-love? On the contrary, you have a feeling for what happened to your compatriots. The taste of schadenfreude?”

His words caused the two women to sneer. They looked at Qiu Yan with disdain as if they heard something funny.

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

Another said: "I heard that you over there want to read some sages' books, as well as scriptures and meanings, and even forged historical classics for thousands of years, but you don't know that these things are all made up. It's pitiful , It’s sad, I know everything is made up by others, but I still indulge in it. Isn’t this ridiculous? Is it because we are smart?”

As he spoke, his eyes gradually became pitiful.

After hearing this, Qiu Yan became more and more surprised. He looked at the two women and said with a smile: "Fake history? Make up scriptures? What you two mean is people who don't know the truth but think they have the true knowledge. How pitiful and pathetic, right? See You two, I feel the same way.”

"You have some knowledge." After hearing these words, the two women felt that Qiu Yan had been convinced by them, and they felt like they had saved a foolish person, and they suddenly glowed with glory.

In their opinion, if they can think the same thing as themselves and others, it means that the other party can still be saved. Otherwise, they have been poisoned by the dye vat in the Central Plains, and they are stupid people.

Senior brother Zhang did not reprimand him at this moment. When the two women finished speaking, he reminded him and let Qiu Yan move on.

As they walked, Qiu Yan seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked, "By the way, those of you who are of Central Plains blood, yet belittle the Central Plains, are they because they hate iron but cannot become steel, and hope that the Central Plains will forge ahead?"

Senior Brother Zhang frowned and said: "Wherever we can make progress in the Central Plains, we will be destroyed by the Great Khan sooner or later!"

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

After walking deep into the forest, a clear voice came from inside, telling various truths——

"...Therefore, you should be happy to be able to come here, and don't feel that you are far away from your homeland, which will only increase your homesickness. When the Great Khan leads his army to the Central Plains, we will naturally be able to return to our homeland!"

From this voice, Qiu Yan caught a wave of emotion. He clearly used some kind of technique to use his own emotions to affect other people's senses and thoughts.

As soon as this voice came, Senior Brother Zhang and the two women beside them all showed solemn expressions, their eyes were full of reverence, and their expressions and movements became respectful and pious. Step by step, the pace was neat, and some believers were going to offer sacrifices. The posture of a god.

"Huh?" As soon as this thought came to an end, Qiu Yan unexpectedly discovered that a ray of thought was entrusted to the heavenly spirits of the three people in front of him, flying towards the forest like incense.

"It's interesting. It's probably no coincidence that King Zuo Xian ended up here. Every peck and every drink is determined by fate, luck, and cause and effect. You might as well find out more about it."

Thinking like this, Qiu Yan followed the thoughts sent by the three people and found that at the end of the thoughts, there was an incense burner half a person tall. Behind the burner was a stone platform. There was a person sitting on the platform, about forty years old. He has a face with Chinese characters and a rosy complexion. His hair is tied up in a small crown, and the crown is inlaid with bright pearls. His long five-willow beard is wrapped in a beard. He is wearing a Taoist robe made of fine silk and satin, which is brilliant and brilliant.

Looking from a distance, he looks like a Taoist with an immortal spirit!

The person sat on the stage and exhaled. 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 fifty or sixty people sitting on it, row by row, occupying a large area. Judging from their appearance and hair accessories, they are all from the Central Plains. , but their clothes are all different. In the first few rows, they all wear left-cut robes and have pious faces. In line with the Taoist priests on the stage, they have the artistic conception of ancient sages opening forums to preach.

Those sitting in the last few rows were all wearing Zhongyuan Right Garments. Judging from their appearance, there were merchants, scholars, and ordinary farmers. Many of them had tattered clothes, scars on their faces, and their hands and feet were tied with hemp ropes. Even if you struggle, it's hard to break free.

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

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

"Suppressing spell? This is a forum to teach the Dharma, but it has to suppress people who don't want to listen. It's so majestic!"

As Qiu Yan was thinking about this, the Taoist priest on the stage glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze. He was still eloquent. It could be heard from his words that he was trying to comfort those who were suppressed and let go of their prejudices. Submit to Rouluo.

The emotional method in the words has already worked, and many people who were suppressed looked doubtful.

"...Don't doubt that everything Pindao said is true and has well-documented evidence. Back then, Pindao understood the truth about enslaving sentient beings in the Central Plains and led a group of men to kill, but the court actually suppressed us and other people! Killing ruthlessly. ! Da Rui's country couldn't accommodate me, so I had to come to the grassland alone, and met like-minded comrades. I established this memorial ceremony to alert the world and amaze people!"

There is a strong sense of guiding light in his words, as if standing on the top of a mountain and seeing the lonely traveler ahead.

But at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded——

"Dare to ask the chief..."

The words were not loud, but they were heard clearly in the ears. They interrupted the Taoist priest's words and made Senior Brother Zhang, the two women, and the men holding swords suddenly change their expressions and glare at Qiu Yan.

The person who spoke was none other than Qiu Yan.

He was glared at by everyone and felt surging with anger, 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 revolting now? I don't understand why the Taoist priest is wearing the clothes since he is a refugee. Good silk and satin, wearing a small crown of pearls, and even the beautiful beard is carefully taken care of. It is more expensive than the Yuanwai master in the Central Plains. It does not look like he is fleeing, but he seems to be here to enjoy the glory and wealth! "

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