Tales of Herding Gods - 1171. Chapter 1121 Jizhou Baitu Ancient God (third more)
“Kill a few ancient gods?”
Yu Chu was taken aback. After Qin Mu walked away, he recovered and hurried to catch up, whispering: “Uncle Shi, who are you?”
Long Qilin smiled and said: “Naturally it is Mu Tianzun. Didn’t you guy hear that Jing Baichuan just now? My family leader is Mu Tianzun, who is also the national teacher of Yankang, and the leader of Tiansheng Sect. You have heard of Tianzun. Is it a holy religion?”
Yu Chu shook his head blankly and said: “I was born in Kyushu and I have never left in my life…”
Long Qilin invigorated the spirit, and followed the benevolent way: “Tianshengjiao is your teacher. The sect founded by the great master of Yunluo Wei Suifeng in his early years has a total of 361 churches, and the people practice the way of saints for daily use. How can you become a saint? Achieve Sanli, establish a religion and make merits, and become a saint. Now when rectifying and employing people, Brother Yu, you are a disciple of Emperor Yunluo, and Tiansheng Sect was founded by Emperor Yunluo, you…”
Yu Chudu, a master of the Yujing realm, was confused by Long Qilin and joined the Heavenly Sacred Sect and agreed to be an elder protector of the law.
The ancient gods of Kyushu are not star monarchs, they do not have ancestral stars, only ancestral land.
These nine ancient gods were born as sacrifices by the creators who lived here in the ancient times. Their ancestral land is in the center of Kyushu. Each ancient god has its birthplace.
The ancestral land of the ancient god of white earth in Jizhou flashed with thunder, and the thunderclouds completely covered the mountains, and the thunderclouds overlapped and piled up and down, and I don’t know how deep they were.
Any creatures approaching here will be killed by thunder.
Qin Mu looked at it from a distance. There were mountains in the thundercloud, and the mountains were blanched by the thunderstorm. On the peak of the thundercloud, there stood a golden armored god man, majestic and mighty.
These gods should be the gods who followed the ancient gods of the white earth, constantly beating the cymbals to make thunder, and bombarding those who dared to break into this place.
In order to maintain their sense of mystery and sacredness, the ancient gods of Kyushu allowed thunderclouds to envelop the ancestral land.
Therefore, after the magical powers of Kyushu become gods, they still need to pass the thunder tribulation to be eligible to enter the nine great ancestral lands, worship the ancient gods of the Kyushu world, and become their gods.
For the sentient beings in the Kyushu world, the ancient gods of Kyushu are mysterious and unpredictable. The dragon is full of mystery, so there are many worshippers.
Qin Mu took Yu Chudu Yan’er and Long Qilin through the thunder layer. Yu Chu was surprised to see that the golden armored gods guarding in the thunder layer really seemed to have not seen them, even from these golden armored gods. People walked under their noses, and they turned a blind eye.
“Uncle Master is really amazing! This spiritual knowledge is really unheard of!” He exclaimed in his heart.
They went deep into the thunderclouds, and Yu Chu saw the full picture of the ancient ancestral land of Baitu for the first time. Surrounded by mountains and shrouded in thunderclouds, a giant altar that stretched for thousands of miles appeared in front of them.
The altar was too big, many times larger than the altar of the psychic bridge, and I don’t know who built it.
Between the thunder and the mist around the altar, there was an extremely tall withered bone, facing the altar to worship.
Thousands of dead bones, circle after circle around this grand altar, the tall bones are like hills, comparable to giants.
Yu Chu first walked to the dry bones, looked up, and saw that the foreheads of these dry bones were all inlaid with a diamond-shaped gem, and those gems were still emitting a faint light.
The light flows from the eyebrows of the bones to the altar, if there is nothing.
“These are creators, creators of the ancient gods of Baitu.” Long Qilin whispered.
Yu Chudu looked at these bones in awe. Although the creators who created the ancient gods were not stronger than him, they were worthy of respect for creating the peculiar life of the ancient gods.
The ancient civilization has its unique charm.
They boarded the altar. There were many gods and demons in the altar, whether they were the descendants of the ancient gods of Baitu, or the gods who came here through thunder.
The ancient gods of Baitu built a god city on the altar. The god city is extremely luxurious. The gods of this China are extremely extravagant here. The wine pond meat forest, Qin Mu and Yu Chudu Long Qilin and they passed through the god city, and they saw that they had not finished eating. The “sacrifice” was held in a cage.
That is the sacrifice offered to the demigods of all ethnic groups in Baitu, and the sacrifices are slaves from all ethnic groups, many of which are humans.
People were detained in cages, panicking, but more often they were numb, their eyes were dull, and they blinked after a while.
“Nephew Yu, you are a native deity here. You should be familiar with the history of Kyushu and Sanzhutian?”
Qin Mu stopped and said, “Have you never experienced the Longhan Revolution, the Chiming Revolution?”
Yu first thought for a while, and said, “I have heard the teacher talk about the revolutionary reforms in the Longhan and Chiming eras, and the emperor’s era. The teacher has also said something about it. However, this is not the Metaverse. It is the same as the other heavens. It hasn’t changed in thousands of years. Our ancestors have lived like this for generations to generations.”
Qin Mu was stunned.
How vigorous was the Longhan Revolution, the Chiming Revolution, the Emperor’s Reform, and the Kaihuang Reform?
However, it still failed to spread out of the Metaverse, and could not spread to all the heavens in all parts of the universe.
The lives of people outside the Metaverse have never changed. They are still enslaved by the ancient gods and demigods, and everything is like the early years of Longhan.
They have become numb and have accepted the fate of their ancestors for generations, as well as the fate of themselves and their children and grandchildren in the future.
Only in the Metaverse, people with lofty ideals have emerged one after another for millions of years, constantly resisting, constantly fighting, and constantly changing the law.
Qin Mu raised his head and looked at the center of the altar.
In the center of the altar, where the power of sacrificial rites gathers, a stalwart ancient god greeted them.
The ancient divine body was snow-white, like a white ape, with a fierce body, four arms, a piece of fleshy bumps on his body, and a vermillion sharp horn on the top of his head. It was pulling the power of the sacrifice, breathing out.
His body is as huge as a mountain, and with the breath, the body suddenly grows and shrinks, and when his muscles move, it is thunderous.
Thousands of gods surrounded him, and Dao Yin sounded from his mouth, tempering his body with Dao Yin.
And the deity swung the bone hammer, and the skulls from the bone hammer flew out, flew into the cages, and sucked out the sacrificed souls.
The skull flew back and danced around the ancient god, spit out the soul that had been sucked out, and was sucked into his body following the breath of the ancient god of white earth.
This ancient god who ruled the white soil of Jizhou, practiced hard day and night, even harder and harder than the born creatures!
He could actually practice using the soul of the post-natural beings, full of evil and monsters.
Although it is difficult for the ancient gods to break through the shackles of their own avenues, they can continue to explore along their own avenues and maximize their avenue power.
Obviously, Baitu Ancient God is such a person.
Yan’er was a little uneasy, and reminded: “My son, in the ancestral land, the ancient god is stronger, it is better to draw this white earth ancient god out of the ancestral land and kill him outside.”
Long Qilin was also faintly disturbed, saying: “The strength of this ancient god seems to be stronger than that of the Five Lights Star Lord back then! The leader, it is better to consider the long term…”
Qin Mu stopped.
Yan’er and Long Qilin breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Qin Mu took out the glaze blue sky and inserted it on the ground.
The hearts of Yan’er and Long Qilin jumped, but they saw Qin Mu bowing to the Liuli Qingtian Building, and said in a deep voice, “Please, baby, evolve into the twenty-eight heavens!”
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