Saint Seiya Arrives at Super Seminary

In mid-air, Shen Lang waved his hand easily, and a cliff below began to shake continuously, and then a huge jagged stone pillar continued to extend until it reached the opposite cliff, a place where vines grew.

"Shen Lang, let's leave like this, will those barbarians follow?" asked Yuqin.

"Yes, Yuqin, you don't understand the power of faith, life can do anything crazy after having faith!" said Jana solemnly.

"Oh... Mercy on the wind... Sister Cana!" Yuqin nodded earnestly.

"Don't just nod your head, you will also become a god in the future, after becoming a god, you will also have your own believers, you must always guide them, walk on the right path, if you are not careful, not only believers, but even the gods they believe in, will usher in disasters and even fall. Jana said solemnly.

"I... I remember, I—" Yuqin's eyes flashed with panic, and her voice trembled a little.

"Don't scare her, our roots are a small universe, not those ancient gods who rely entirely on the power of faith, and what believers do has little impact on the gods!" Shen Lang said.

"Huh?" Yuqin looked at Shen Lang and then at Goddess Cana, not knowing who to believe.

"You're so gentle. Jana rolled her eyes beautifully, and then said to Yuqin: "He is right, cultivating the gods of the small universe will not be subject to the beliefs of believers, but you should also pay attention to guiding believers on the right path, which is also part of the practice.

"That's right, the cultivation of the small universe is a process of gradually recognizing oneself and strengthening one's will, and while guiding the direction for believers, it is also a process of constantly knowing oneself. Shen Lang said with a smile.

"I know, thank you Shen Lang, this Sister Xie Gana!" Yuqin clasped her hands together and put them on her chest, looking serious.

The three of them went all the way to the south, the speed was not fast, whenever they encountered a Jedi that could not be passed by manpower, Shen Lang would make a move, either to open a mountain, or to fill a ditch, to create a road that could be passed.

Of course, the path will not be smooth, and for believers, the difficulties on the pilgrimage path are also part of the practice.

Flying all the way and transforming the terrain all the way, it took Shen Lang and the three of them more than half a day to come to the camp of the southerners.

By this time, the camp had changed its appearance, and the bodies of the dead were buried and turned into small mounds of earth.

The original camp was completely in ruins, and the new camp was larger and stronger.

The barbarians' feet were strung together with ropes, and they were numb and laboring, and beside them were southerners with leather whips, who were sometimes scolded and whipped.

When a barbarian placed another boulder on the wall, there was a shaking, and not only the boulder in his hand fell, but also the wall collapsed.

The barbarians hurriedly dodged, but some of them were wounded by stones and let out wails of pain.

"Bastard, who told you to throw the stone, do you want to wreak havoc, you damn barbarians, you should all be buried alive!" Nanren kept cursing in his mouth, and the leather whip in his hand kept stopping, and every time the whip fell, there was a piercing blood mark on the barbarian's naked upper body.

The barbarians squatted down with their heads in their hands, gritted their teeth, and did not dare to resist at all.

The other barbarians stopped their work, and immediately received a leather whip, and then hurriedly continued to work, not daring to look at it again.

The Nanren overseers let out bursts of smug laughter, wantonly venting the hatred in their hearts.

"How can they be like this, these people are too bad!" Yuqin's little face was full of anger, and she was about to go down and rescue those barbarians.

The life in the barbarians in the past few days made her feel good about the barbarians, and at this time, when she saw the barbarian people being treated like this, she was instantly filled with righteous indignation.

For this situation, Shen Lang also didn't expect that only the goddess of Cana did not have the slightest surprise on her face.

The

ground shook and dust was flying.

The whipping, the wailing, the laughter, all disappeared at the same time, and everyone looked in the direction from which the vibration had come with a terror in their eyes.

The recent earthquake was caused by a man stomping his feet, and it can be said that nowadays, both southerners and barbarians are extremely sensitive to vibrations.

The figures in the smoke and dust immediately became clearer, the southerners were curious with a touch of closeness, and the barbarians bowed their heads in frustration and continued to work.

Yuqin, a weak girl with fine skin and tender flesh, is naturally regarded as a southerner by them.

"Stop, how can you treat others like this!" Yuqin reached out and pointed hard at the overseer who was whipping him.

Due to too much force, the two rabbits on their chests jumped stupidly a few times in a row.

With her lovely appearance and domineering figure, even if she looks angry and asks for guilt, it does not have any deterrent effect, but is even more tempting to commit crimes.

The sound of swallowing saliva kept ringing out.

Awakening the small universe and exercising the five senses to the limit of the Dao, Yuqin naturally heard these sounds clearly, and she could even see each obscure, direct, greedy, or hot gaze.

In Lanxing, she faced either elders or well-trained soldiers, and this kind of look was very rare.

But on this primitive planet, there are even some tribesmen who, after feeling for a person of the opposite sex, will knock the other person unconscious with a stick and drag them back to their caves to start doing errands.

Under this wild atmosphere, I don't know what it means to be subtle.

Yuqin's delicate appearance and domineering figure, whether it is a southerner or a barbarian, they all covet her.

Under the naked gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the anger in Yuqin's heart had long since disappeared, replaced by an instinctive fear.

"Ahh

She didn't notice that the instinctive cover-up made her more seductive, and there was a cruel temptation to be bullied.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and just when some people wanted to make a move, Shen Lang held Jiana's small hand, fell from the sky, and landed in front of Yuqin.

"Shen Lang!" Yuqin hugged Shen Lang's arm tightly, letting it fall into two soft balls.

The appearance of Shen Lang calmed down some people's boiling blood, and even turned cold.

Looking at the intimacy between Yuqin and Shen Lang, it is obvious that the relationship is not shallow.

In order to win the right of mates, there are many cases in the tribe that fight each other and even kill people.

Thinking of this, their hearts were cold.

"Lord God, what about our king, why hasn't our king returned, are we really abandoned?" a barbarian hurriedly asked with hope in his eyes and panic.

Then the other barbarians also asked.

From their respective words, Shen Lang also understood what had happened to them.

"I'm really still too naïve!" Shen Lang muttered to himself.