Tales of Herding Gods - 1016. Chapter 971
Qin Hanzhen felt heavy: “Yes, Muer has suffered too much. When he knew that he was only Qin Fengqing’s second consciousness, I really don’t know how he persisted without breaking down.”
Princess Zhen whimpered with tears: “When I knew that he had given up his soul, cut out his eyes, and saved Feng Qing, I couldn’t stop the tears at the time. I don’t know how he survived this child. Feng Qing has a mother. Yes, he is an orphan and has to suffer such torture…”
Qin Mu was the second consciousness in Qin Fengqing’s body. Qin Fengqing, the god child of Youdu, had done too much evil, and was sealed by Earth Count and exiled to Yang Jian.
The moment Qin Mu’s consciousness was born from Youdu to Yangjian Great Ruins, he was an orphan since he was born, and he was placed in a basket. Aunt Ping’er took him all the way to escape, avoiding the chasing of gods and demons in the heavens.
He drifted to Yongjiang, Aunt Ping’er was also dead, and the disabled village took him in.
From childhood to adolescence to youth, Qin Mu always thought that he was a unique life, until he knew that he was just the second consciousness born in this body, and that this body did not belong to him, not even his own soul.
Later, in the face of Yankang Jie, he fell into the siege, pressing him with great despair. In order to ensure that the son of Youdu, Qin Fengqing, did not fall into the hands of Heavenly Court, he resolutely dug out his third eye. , Gave up his soul and sent Qin Fengqing to Youdu.
He only kept this body that didn’t belong to him, so that his consciousness could survive, becoming a waste person and a waste domineering body in the mouth of others.
It is difficult for Princess Zhen and Qin Hanzhen to imagine how Qin Mu survived these ups and downs. It is difficult to imagine why Qin Mu could still retain his vigorous fighting spirit, running around, and even found here.
In addition to their parents’ love for Qin Mu, there is also guilt and debt.
“This incident tells Kaihuang that Kaihuang will not harm him in any way.”
Qin Hanzhen drove the boat away and comforted: “Kaihuang has wanted to see him for a long time. The strength of his old man is unpredictable and there will be a way.”
Princess Zhen nodded silently, but she couldn’t help crying at the thought that Qin Mu would be tortured by the Creator.
“This is simply torture!”
In the territory of the Xiu nation, Qin Mu was put on a big red robe by the creators and sat on the highest seat, feeling a little awkward.
When the Shicai creators changed his clothes, they also put on him a big red bellyband. When he thought of this, Qin Mu couldn’t say that he was uncomfortable.
However, it is only natural for a naughty child under two years old to wear a red bellyband. After all, children at this age are wearing a bellyband and running around with bare buttocks. Qin Mu also wore it when he was two or three years old, and was often lame by his blind grandpa. Pinch the little finches and flick it twice, and let him cry so much before he would give up.
This is the past, not to mention it.
He was sitting on the highest seat, and this high platform was shaped like an altar, not too big compared to the adult creator, but very magnificent compared to him.
Sitting at the top of the altar, Qin Mu felt like a sacrifice placed on the altar, and felt a little flustered in his heart.
The creator of the Xiu nation was too enthusiastic, let him sit in the highest position, and even came to visit. Everyone had to stop in front of him for a long time, staring at the eyes of his brows, and then slowly nodding, joyfully. Retired from the altar.
Qin Mu sat there honestly, allowing them to visit, after all, Xiu Zhong was still standing behind him, so there was no time for him to slip away.
“These creators who escaped into the world on the other side really fell!” In his mind, Shu Jun looked around with his eyes, a little bit distressed.
Although the creator of today is still a tribal system, it is very different from his back then. The biggest change is the architecture. The architecture here is extremely luxurious and luxurious, with carved beams and painted buildings, and complex and sophisticated.
Moreover, the various palaces, pavilions and pavilions are ups and downs, and even the creator visualizes the surrounding mountains and rivers. The geography around the city is also colorful. The landscapes, trees, flowers and plants form a pattern of ink and blue, from the sky to the sky. Looking down, it is a picture of the city of Phoenix, with the phoenix spreading its wings and flying high.
Shu Jun was so angry that his eyes were trembling, and they flicked in his eye sockets, chattering that this was a betrayal of tradition.
But what made him and Qin Mu feel strange is that the creator here has actually begun to visualize and even cultivate supernatural powers!
They saw a lot of children who seemed to be about the same height as Qin Mu, trying to visualize the supernatural powers, trying to use the visualization to exert the power of the supernatural powers.
Children of the creator who are one or two years old, even just born children, can practice. This is because they rely on divine knowledge to teach and inherit wisdom. When a creator baby is born, the elders will come personally and use divine knowledge to transfer the wisdom of the creator race. Teach it to him.
Therefore, even a newborn baby creator can speak, write, and mobilize spiritual consciousness to practice, which is very powerful.
There are also stalwart creators who are teaching these children about the knowledge of runes and teaching them the truths contained in the runes.
What surprised Qin Mu even more was that in his impression, he should be the creator who smashed people with a big bone stick, and even started to learn to forge magic weapons!
Those creators who are proficient in forging use a divine consciousness forging method to refine and visualize weapons. Weapons forged with divine consciousness are hardly inferior to divine weapons made of divine gold and iron!
“The creators have gone through a huge reform and are already keeping up with this era.”
Qin Mu couldn’t help admiring secretly: “They are much more advanced and smarter than primitive people like Shujun.”
Shu Jun didn’t know his thoughts, otherwise he would be furious again.
Xiu Zhong said to Qin Mu: “I have notified other tribes about the emergence of the Holy Infant. The patriarchs of Zili, Zhuqiu, Yanlong, Xiatai and other tribes will come, and there will be a big event. By then, The patriarchs of all races will have a small assessment to verify whether you are the Holy Infant.”
Qin Mu was anxious, and said, “Small assessment? Isn’t it dangerous?”
“Not dangerous, absolutely not dangerous!”
Xiu patted his chest heavily, louder than the sound of a drum, and he laughed: “You are the Holy Infant, how can they dare to use too dangerous assessment?”
Qin Mu relaxed.
Xiu Zhongdao: “This time, the co-lords of my creator and all races are here to witness this grand event! She is our king, the only creator god!”
Qin Mu showed excitement, secretly crying in his heart: “Will my parents come to rescue me? It is estimated that even if they rush over, they will not have the ability to make a bloody path in the hands of many creator patriarchs. Kaihuang personally came over, too. I don’t know if I can beat these creator patriarchs. What’s more, there is a god king! If it is torn down…”
After a long time, Qin Mu finally met the creators of the Xiu ethnic group. There were not many creators of the Xiu ethnic group. There were only more than 100,000 young and old, but it took several days to meet so many old and young creators.
These creators did not leave, but formed several large circles around the altar. This scene was very much like what Qin Mu saw in the blood rust zone.
At the beginning, in the bloody rust zone, he saw many of the creator’s skeletons standing around the altar in a circle, and the center of the altar was a piece of light liquid, converging into the form of a god.
Now this scene makes him unable to help but give birth to not very good associations.
“Will these creators visualize an ancient god to test me, to tear me down, and to beat me to death, that’s the end!”
He just thought of this, and the Xiuzhong behind him stepped forward and came to the altar, and said in a deep voice: “The people of the Xiu nation, the Holy Infant is born, will lead our creator clan to regain the ancient glory, sweep the world, and reorganize the universe. !”
More than one hundred thousand creators cheered, thunderous and resounding across the sky.
“The Holy Infant is a god-given child prodigy! A big-headed strange baby came from Wuyou town next door, arrogant and domineering, and killed our people, but when the Holy Infant comes to the world, he can definitely wave his hand to annihilate the strange baby!”
Xiu Zhong exclaimed: “Everyone, join me in offering sacrifices to the holy infant, help the holy infant grow up, and get rid of the strange infant next door as soon as possible!”
The more than one hundred thousand creators suddenly promised, the divine stone of the beginning of the eyebrows bloomed, getting brighter and brighter, beams of light flowing in the air like colorful clouds, converging towards Qin Mu at the highest point of the altar!
Qin Mu’s heart jumped, this is the standard for offering sacrifices to the Taidi!
In his mind, Shujun’s head was thunderous, and he screamed: “When I was the Three Kings, no one worshipped me like this. This stinky boy was so smitten by my light, and he was treated as a holy baby. You actually treat him like this. Worship as the emperor! If you have eyes but no beads, you are not a rafter!”
Qin Mu had already used Daluo’s supreme divine sense to block the original stone of the primordial beginning. Although he roared, he was unable to spread the divine sense.
The rays of light formed by those creator’s visualizations and divine consciousness will soon condense into substantive light liquid, flowing towards Qin Mu’s eyebrows.
Qin Mu only felt a terrible energy burrow into his mind, allowing his spiritual consciousness to grow, and his physical body was constantly improving. The speed was so fast that even he felt incredible!
“Wait!”
Suddenly a thick divine consciousness turned into a sound and exploded in the air, shaking the divine consciousness of more than 100,000 old and young creators around the altar, and the sacrifice was unsustainable.
Xiu Zhong frowned and looked at the sound, but saw the magnificent boats, treasures, colored phoenix, dragons, castles and other objects flying in the sky. A stalwart Creator stood on it, the whole body was shining brightly, and the eyebrows were in a diamond shape. The brilliance of the eyes is even more amazing.
These creators landed and waved their hands, and the things like the flying dragons and other things turned into gods and dissipated.
“Holy Infant, the comer is the patriarch of all races.”
Xiu Zhong whispered to Qin Mu, greeted the patriarchs, and said in a deep voice: “The patriarchs came from a long way and never met. Please forgive them. But why did the few interrupt our sacrifice to the Holy Infant?”
An elderly creator with white hair, white eyebrows and a white robe with a scepter in his hand paused heavily. His eyes were electric, and he looked at Qin Mu and said in a deep voice, “Whether it is a holy infant or not, why should Patriarch Xiu Zhong be in a hurry? For a while? The evil thief Qin Ye has many tricks, beware that the holy infant you found is a fake, he deliberately made it to deceive us!”
Xiu Zhongdao: “It is said in the prophecy that the Holy Child with a rough stone will appear in the future. There is a rough stone in Mu Qing’s eyebrows. He is naturally the Holy Child.”
The white-robed elderly creator probed forward, his huge head was bigger than the altar, and he looked closely at Qin Mu’s eyes, before closing it back after a while.
The patriarchs of other races also leaned forward, looked carefully at Qin Mu’s third eye, nodded one after another, and said, “It is indeed a rough stone.”
Xiu Zhong smiled and said, “Since the identity of the Holy Infant has been confirmed, then…”
“Wait!”
The white-robed creator shook his head and said: “The prophecy also said that in addition to the original stone inlaid in the eyes, the Holy Infant was born with the seal of power, symbolizing the supreme power of the Creator! If he is the Holy Infant, then he You must have the right to be printed on your hand when you are born!”
“Yes.”
The creators of other tribes said one after another: “The saint child in the prophecy held the supreme power of the Creator as soon as he was born. When he was born, he was born on the altar carrying the supreme power, symbolizing the supreme authority! The prophecies received from the divine consciousness of the ancestors can never be wrong!”
“The traitor surnamed Qin is incredibly sly and tricky. He said that he borrowed a place back then. Who would have thought that this colossal man would have ambitions to borrow such a big place!”
A patriarch of the Creator was furious, circled his hands, gestured, and said: “Qin Jian said that he borrowed the land of a sword, but the land of a sword was the 33rd heaven! This cunning man, this sage who suddenly appeared Ying, if you can’t get the seal of authority, then it’s the spy that Qin Tan has infiltrated us!”
Among Qin Mu’s vertical eyes, Shujun’s head leaped for joy and exclaimed, “Yes, this kid is a spy, and Lao Tzu is the holy infant you are looking for!”
Xiu Zhong frowned and looked at Qin Mu on the altar.
Qin Mu had no choice but to take out the seal of the Emperor, and said unequivocally, “Is this the seal of authority you mentioned? There is also an altar that carries the seal of authority…”
A huge altar flew out of his eyebrows, and crashed to the ground.
“Is it this altar?”
Qin Mu looked helpless and cried secretly in his heart: “I really don’t want to be your holy infant, I want to go home, I just want to go back to Wushou Town! But if I tell you, you will definitely kill me…”
————The house pig who is still working hard on the Mid-Autumn Festival, aggrieved to ask for a monthly pass. The cold is getting better, but I keep coughing, I can’t eat, and often wake up in the middle of the night. Guoguo and his wife were also infected by pigs…
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