Tales of Herding Gods - 100. Chapter 100 Seven Good Fortune

Qin Mu returned to the inn and continued to study the Dayu Demon Sutra. Before he knew it, late at night, he had learned more than a dozen spells, but without corresponding exercises, the power of these spells could only be more than half of them.
“It is necessary to find a unified exercise method, otherwise it will be difficult to fully exert the power of the Great Yu Tian Demon Sutra.”
He was looking attentively, and suddenly only felt warm in his waist, something was arching himself, looking down, but the little white fox fell asleep leaning against him, rubbing his head in his sleep.
Qin Mu showed a smile, and carefully sent the little demon fox to the bed, let her sleep on the pillow, and then returned to the table to continue to comprehend the Great Yutian Demon Sutra.
After a long time, he also became sleepy, so he turned off the light, lay on the bed, and fell asleep unconsciously.
In the early morning of the next day, Feng Xiuyun came to take Qin Mu to board the ship, saying: “My son, my concubine can only take you here. If you go down the river, you can enter Yankang. The son will be careful all the way and get to the capital of Yankang as soon as possible. , Patriarch is already waiting there.”
Qin Mu nodded and waved goodbye.
In front of the fleet, on the tall pier, soldiers were stirring the winches and creaking to pull up the huge iron gate. Merchant ships slowly started, being sent away from Mishuiguan by the current, and down along the Yongjiang River.
Qin Mu and Hu Ling’er stood on the bow of the ship and looked around. They saw that the scenery on both sides of the Yongjiang River was gradually different from the big market. There are some rich villages on the riverside, hidden in the mountains and forests, unlike the big market. These are thatched houses.
There are more and more ships on the river. Most of them are ships pulling ore cargoes. The draft is very deep. There are still some mines on the river bank, and many mine slaves are mining.
“How many of them are the abandoned people of Daxu?” Qin Mu withdrew his gaze.
After another hundred miles, there are smelters on the river bank, and huge furnaces are refining ores. Many ships stop here to unload the minerals.
The fire was tens of meters high, and the fire was fierce. When the boat passed by, Qin Mu saw a dozen supernatural powers blowing in the wind, casting spells to make the fire more intense and increase the temperature.
There are also some magical powers who are pulling river water with magic techniques to cool the refined profound iron and red bronze.
There are also some magical powers who use the air of the white tiger to display their magical powers, cutting deep iron and red copper, and cutting them into neat squares, which are convenient for stacking and shipping.
This scene is difficult to see in the big market.
“Regardless of human, material and financial resources, Yankang is far superior to Daxu.” Qin Mu admired.
From a small perspective, you can see the prosperity and strength of a country. The smelter on the riverside is close to the water source and the transportation is convenient. It can continuously provide materials for the empire, refine the spiritual soldiers, and upgrade the military equipment. What is the military and national strength of Yankang State?
“Feng Xiuyun said that some school took advantage of Yankang’s defeat in the Daxu and assassinated Yankang on the road, causing Yankang to be seriously injured and rebellious.”
Qin Mu said in his heart: “Although the Yankang State Master suffered a loss on the edge of the Great Ruins, the strength of the army is not injured, and the overall combat strength is still there. The strong man around him is like a cloud, and he is the first person under the gods. How could he be assassinated and be assassinated? Harmful? It’s very strange here. If you are unsure, I am afraid that these rebellious sects will die without a place to bury them.”
The caravan’s boat was pulled by a giant beast in the water, and the speed was extremely fast, and it came to Dijiang County in the evening.
Dijiang County was built along the river, a bit bigger than the Dragon City. Qin Mu opened his eyes and looked around. He didn’t find the majestic statue. He suddenly woke up and laughed at himself. I still think I’m in the big market…”
He has lived in Daxu since he was a child, and it has become his instinct to find a shelter for the gods before the night arrives. This habit can hardly be changed in a short time.
In front of Dijiang County, the caravan suddenly stopped and saw a fishing boat in front of them. Some fishermen were using hooks to salvage floating corpses in the water.
“It’s really bad luck.” A businessman shook his head.
Qin Mu took Hu Ling’er into the city with the caravan, and as soon as he entered the city, he saw a large number of coffins on both sides of the street, about four to five hundred.
Qin Mu was startled. Some of the coffins had not yet been buried, and the soldiers were carrying corpses in the coffins. Some of the coffins were already covered. The residents of the city were hiding far away, not daring to approach them.
“What happened here? Why did so many people die all at once?”
Qin Mu was puzzled. A merchant stepped forward and asked. A soldier said: “It’s a floating corpse. The river rushed over. I don’t know where the person is. It is estimated that it was an upstream flood and drowned. It rushed to our Dijiang County and was stopped by a dam. The county magistrate said that if these corpses are piled up, there will be a plague, so let us hit some thin-skinned coffins, put them in the funeral, and bury them tomorrow.”
“I see.”
Merchants from all walks of life drove away one after another, each looking for an inn to settle down, Qin Mu also found an inn, settled down, after dinner, Qin Mu took out the map of Yankang and looked at it.
Dijiang County is in the middle of Yankang, and it takes about ten days to reach the capital. If you go further east, you can see the sea about three thousand miles away.
The sky has dimmed, and the night has become denser. Qin Mu put down the map and looked out the window. The darkness here is different from the darkness of Daxu. The night of Yankang Kingdom is gradually becoming darker, but there is still moonlight and starlight in the sky, but when Daxu arrives at night, darkness comes from the west, a brain covering the sky and covering everything, there is nothing in the darkness. Any light.
He stretched his hand out of the window cautiously, and the darkness outside the window was not at all dangerous.
“What did Daxu go through? So that there is such a strange thing as darkness invading?”
The young man dispelled the doubts in his heart and took out the Great Yu Tianma Sutra to continue studying.
He stroked a thread with the white glove, immersed his vitality in it, and the silk thread suddenly soared and became thicker and thicker, revealing countless words.
Qin Mu studied carefully, and this time he was comprehending the good fortune chapters in the Great Yu Tianma Sutra. There are many types of good fortune chapters in the Great Yu Tianma Jing. There are good fortune gods, good fortune gods, good fortune innate skills, and good fortune kings. Gong, good fortune ghosts and magic, good fortune spiritual power, good fortune earth power, etc.
Qin Mu had learned the demon art of good fortune, but the grandmother did not teach it all at the time, only taught him the technique of sealing the soul, but did not teach him the exercises.
“There are seven works of good fortune, innate gong, earth element gong, celestial divine gong, celestial demon gong, human king gong, ghost divine gong, and spiritual gong. They all involve good luck. Is there any connection here?”
Qin Mu’s article-by-article study shows that the skinning and garment making in Good Fortune Heavenly Demon Art is only an outsider. The most powerful method of this exercise is to strengthen one’s own soul. Good Fortune Heavenly Art is good at imitating other exercises, but Qin Mu’s careful study finds that What Tianshen Gong wants to express should be impermanence, impermanence and impermanence, and imitating other exercises and supernatural powers is only the appearance of Tianshen Gong.
Innate power reverses the baby, this exercise can stay youthful forever, and the young ancestor of the Tianma Sect should practice the good fortune innate palace. The free innate power of the celestial demon sect should be branched from the natural innate power of good fortune.
Diyuan Gong cultivates Yang Shen, human Wang Gong cultivates the King’s Way, ghosts and divine skills cultivate the secluded, spiritual skills refine the form.
Each of these seven works of good fortune had its subtleties, but they were so obscure that Qin Mu was fascinated by it, comprehending the mystery, unknowingly it was late at night, and Wan Lai was silent outside, and only the sound of knocking on the watch came.
At this moment, a cloudy wind blew from the window and the candlelight flickered. Qin Mu quickly raised his hand to protect the candlelight. Suddenly, there was a soft creak from the street, which was very clear in the silent night.
Qin Mu was shocked, put out the candle with one hand, and walked to the window, closing the window lattice, leaving only a trace.
The boy’s five fingers crossed, and the silk thread made by the Great Yu Tianma Sutra immediately flew, Chi Chi Chi woven into a cicada-winged glove on his palm.
Qin Mu looked through the window and saw the moonlight pouring down on the streets of Dijiang County. A coffin was parked on both sides of the street, and the watchman walked from the other side of the street with a gong.
Suddenly, the watchman stopped as if seeing something.
Creak, creak.
The strange sound came, and a coffin was pushed aside, and a figure in the coffin sat up straight.
Dang Cang.
The gong in the watchman’s hand was shocked to the ground. Suddenly the figure in the coffin flashed by ghostly and fell in front of the watchman. When he acted, his body appeared stiff, and his hands were thrust forward to push the watchman’s body. The head fell from the neck.
Qin Mu’s heart shook slightly, only to hear the sound of creaking, opening the coffin one by one, and all the floating corpses in the coffin sat up. At this time, a door of a room on the street opened, and dozens of Taoist men filed out.
The leading Taoist wore a gossip yellow robe, a whisk on the bend of his arm, a Taoist crown on his head, and cloud shoes on his feet. The Taoists behind him were in black robes, each carrying a sword box, silently.
Sheets of yellow paper flew out of the sleeves of the yellow robe Taoist, floating in the air, forming a long bridge.
This long bridge made of yellow paper runs from this side of the street to the county magistrate of Dijiang County!
Then, a series of floating corpses jumped up, flew out of the coffin, stiffly ran in the air, stepped on the yellow paper, and went straight to the county office!
Qin Mu stared at it, and saw these floating corpses rushed into the county office, and then another yellow paper flew out of the yellow-robed Taoist sleeves, building a bridge in the air, but spreading to the four gates of the south, east, north, and west.
Behind him, a black-robed Taoist immediately rose into the air, stepped on the yellow paper, and walked towards the four city gates.
“Oops!”
Qin Mu’s heart jumped, turned around like a whirlwind, packed his clothes, woke up the white fox, and said quickly: “Don’t talk, let’s get out of the city quietly! Ling’er, come on!”
Hu Ling’er was puzzled, blinking sleepy eyes, and still hadn’t recovered.
Suddenly there was a loud noise in the direction of the county government, and a voice was shocked and angry: “Flying zombie! There is flying zombie! The corpse fairy sect is coming, hurry up and protect the adults!”
“Your lord is dead, here is your head!”
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