荒墟牧神 - 第392章 再燃驕陽 - 星閱書城

Aboard the Dawnboat, the pure yang energy was even more concentrated, yet it was not scorching; instead it carried a warmth like spring.

The Dawnboat was vast, and the land upon it broad, but to the Sunherd clan this dwelling place was not large at all—for they were giants standing over ten zhang tall!

When Ling Yuxiu, Si Yunxiang, and the others saw that this divine race was filled with giants like little mountains, they could not help but gasp in wonder. Even the children among the Sunherds stood two or three zhang tall, all sinew and brawn, and the slightest movement bunched their flesh into knots of muscle.

"That Sun Warden must be a giant too."

Ling Yuxiu breathed a sigh of relief. She thought, "The cowherd really did come to help light the sun, not to dally with flowers and scatter his affections everywhere. A giant this big couldn't possibly fancy a little runt like him. And this Yan Jingjing is a deity—even if she's a goddess, she must be even more powerfully built. The slightest smile would bunch her face into slabs of muscle, terrifyingly virile. The cowherd's taste may be a little strange, but it can't be strange to that degree!"

Shen Mu looked around. Here lived the tribe of the Sunherds. The reason they were called Sunherds was, by the literal meaning, that they were a people who herded the sun.

It was the same with the Moonherds. Moonherds meant people who herded the moon.

Since it was herding, there must be more than one sun or moon—surely they came in flocks and herds. It must be that at some period in history, the Sunherds drove suns one by one across the dark continent, from east to west, dispelling the darkness.

And when night came, the Moonherds would lead moons one after another through the Desolate Ruins, cycling on and on.

The Dawnboat looked more dilapidated than before. The last time Shen Mu had seen this great ship, the deck had still been quite intact. Though many traces of battle remained, the Sunherds had kept the place clean and sacred.

But now broken walls and ruins were everywhere, and many in the Sunherd tribe were wounded. When those wounded saw the clan chief leading Shen Mu and the others, they immediately held their breath; only after Shen Mu and his companions had walked far off did they let out low groans. Even then they gritted their teeth and kept their voices as low as they could.

They were trying to preserve their dignity.

"Clan Chief, you have the bravest warriors in the world!" Shen Mu said, filled with reverence.

"Among the Sunherds, there are no cowards!" The old clan chief's voice boomed like a great bell.

Shen Mu saw wisps of black smoke drifting from the wounds of some Sunherds. Those were burns left by the divine abilities of powerful heavenly demons, and the pure yang energy of the Dawnspring was helping them refine away the demonic qi.

Before long, they passed a ruined temple of the Sunherds. A battle halberd, broken in half, was thrust into the center of the hall, black qi billowing around it, and from the black qi came piercing shrieks.

"Cult Leader, it's a demon-god weapon!" Si Yunxiang said in a low voice.

Shen Mu nodded and said nothing. As the leader of the Nether Demon Sect, the helmsman of the foremost demonic sect in the Kingdom of Jingping, he was naturally no stranger to the demonic path.

Shen Mu upheld the principles of investigating things to attain knowledge and the unity of knowledge and action; the wonder of their application lay in a single mind. The former meant learning, discovering, and doing; the latter meant following nature purely, which was called the Way.

So he did not care how one distinguished gods from demons.

In the Great Nurturing Nether Demon Scripture, if one harbored demonic nature, it was a demonic-path technique; if one harbored divine nature, it was a divine-path technique; if one harbored Buddha-nature, then it was a Buddhist-path technique.