Tales of Herding Gods - 1816

When the light bursting from the coffin of Taiyi dissipated, I saw broken roots everywhere in the starry sky, like a severed snake wriggling its body.

The Lord Changfeng is very difficult to be killed, even so, his root touch is still wriggling, trying to get together.

However, the two roots collided, and immediately triggered the wounds left by the Taoist God’s Coffin, the surviving power of the Taoist God’s Coffin erupted, and the roots were riddled with holes.

Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

He relaxed, and his whole body was in pain. After the battle with the Lord Chu Ge, he was always injured. The correct decision should be to cultivate for a period of time and return to the peak state to deal with the Lord Changfeng.

However, time is urgent. If the Lord Changfeng and the Lord Huanxi meet, he will not be the opponent of the two hall masters.

Moreover, neither of these two palace masters have come completely. After they have completely come, if they place their trust in the void, then it is not yet known whether Shan Qin Mu is their opponent.

Therefore, he could only fight with injuries. Fortunately, the Hallmaster Huanxi was scared away on the road. If the Hallmaster Huanxi came to rendezvous with the Hallmaster of Changfeng, then this battle might be a complete defeat.

“Tai Yi will never hate me, right?”

Qin Mu suppressed the injury, the road injury left by the Lord of Changfeng is not troublesome, and the road injury caused by the buried Taoist coffin is much more difficult for him, and it is difficult to heal in a short time.

When he came to the coffin of Taiyi, the fluctuation of the burial god’s coffin subsided. Despite the two tossings, this god’s coffin was still intact and solid, and it was a good coffin.

Qin Mu gently stroked the coffin, dragged it hard, and dragged it to the golden boat.

“Too Yi is so strong, the Taoist coffin is buried in a small area, but he can’t help it.”

Qin Mu was full of confidence in Taiyi, his voice hoarse and said, “Brother Yu, come out quickly. I’m relieved.”

Lan Yutian’s voice came from nowhere in the golden boat of the world, shouting: “Brother, you can wait a while.”

Qin Mu couldn’t drag the coffin of Taiyi to the boat, so he had to stop and rest. After a while, Lan Yutian still disappeared.

“Brother Yu, are you still coming out?” He wondered in his heart.

“Wait for a while, I think I will get it out soon!”

Qin Mu waited for a while, and when he was anxious, he said in his heart: “Could it be that Lan Yutian has lost his way again?”

Lan Yutian has a very high perception of Tao, and he is a natural short-path character, but the downside is that he is habitually lost. He used to get lost and ran to the West to spend some time with the Xushenghua. After leaving the Xushenghua, he lost his way all the way. Too empty, accepting a group of disciples in a daze. Fortunately, I met Qin Mu and brought him back.

There are a large number of golden temples in the golden ship. Qin Mu once calculated the number of golden temples through huge and complicated calculations in order to find out where the Kaihuang was, and came up with an astonishing number. Qin Fengqing used Youdu’s method to incarnate hundreds of millions of dollars and searched these golden palaces.

If Lan Yutian is not Lu Chi, he can figure out a way to figure it out, but he is.

He borrowed the peculiarities of the golden ship to save himself and trapped the Lord of Changfeng, but he did not expect to lose himself.

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to figure it out for tens of thousands of years, so I can’t count on him.”

Qin Mu tried his best to drag the coffin of Taiyi onto the boat, and lay on the deck panting, exhausted, and then he closed his eyes and slowly fell into a dream.

Countless small Qin Mu burrowed through the wounds of his body, Mahamaha whispered and communicated, observed the scars of Dao wounds, and deduced the magical powers and principles of Dao wounds.

Soon after, a deeper dream spread, and many more small Qin Mu walked out, holding an axe in his hand. Unlike other Qin Mu, these small Qin Mu are flesh and blood, and they are Qin Mu’s avenue and Hongmeng vitality. By.

Each Qin Mu is like the most industrious worker bee worker ant, beating around Qin Mu’s wound, using his own magical powers to refine and wipe away the wounds.

Other small Qin Mu curiously looked at these new partners, and asked one after another: “Maha Maha?”

“Grumbling?”

Those new forms of friends have a serious face, they love to answer them, and when they are impatient, they replied: “Abba, Abba!”

The other small Qin Mu’s eyes widened, and he seemed to understand, but he didn’t understand anything.

There are some small Qin Mu dressed as a pharmacist, or carrying a medicine box, or carrying a medicine basket, or holding a pill furnace in his hand, repairing the wounds of the refining road injury, and he is very serious.

Those petty Qin Mu crowded up again and asked about it, but they were poisoned by these pharmacist Qin Mu, each of them foamed and convulsed.

Other Qin Mu laughed at them, smirking: “Abba!”

When Qin Mu was about to wake up from his dream, these small Qin Mu hurriedly dived into Qin Mu’s brain one by one, and disappeared one after another.

Qin Mu stretched his body, only to wake up, full of energy, and the wounds on his body had disappeared.

He stood up and checked the coffin of Taiyi again, only to see that Lan Yutian still could not get out of the golden palace.

“Brother Yu is probably really lost.”

During the time he was in his dream to heal his injuries, the golden boat for crossing the world had traveled for more than ten days, drifting towards the ancestral court, and was already very close to the ancestral court.

Qin Mu frowned slightly, this golden ship was acting according to his wishes, far away from the Metaverse and approaching the ancestral court. In his sleep, the world in his dreams is strange and magnificent, and his thoughts are out of control, riding horses and believing in the rein, so Golden Ship chose his most thoughtful thoughts.

“I don’t know if the roots of Palace Master Changfeng will become hidden dangers.”

He was a little uneasy in his heart, he should stay, wait for the wound to heal, and wipe out all the roots of the Lord Changfeng, so as to ensure that there is no future trouble.

But the golden boat has already arrived here, and it is too late to rush back. Indeed, as the Golden Ship had intended, he was more worried about the ancestral court in his heart.

“The roots of the Changfeng Palace Master were severely damaged by the Taoist Divine Coffin, and each root bears the wounds left by the Taoist God Coffin. He doesn’t have my vision and cannot erase these wounds. The problem shouldn’t be big. ”

Qin Mu was still a little weak, and he had shaken the Hallmaster level twice, causing his cultivation base to be consumed a lot, and his cultivation base would not be able to recover as soon as he dreamed.

He rested for a while, his mind moved slightly, and the golden temples on the golden ship disappeared automatically. The speed of the golden hall disappearing was not fast, and Qin Mu gave Lan Yutian enough time to allow him to rush from one golden hall to another.

After a long time, the ancestral court was in front of you, and you could see the coalition forces of Yankang and the heavens and all realms in the distance, and only one golden palace remained on the golden ship.

Lan Yutian cautiously pushed open the door of the palace, and looked out, only to see that the golden boat that ferryed the world had become only about a hundred meters long. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out of the palace.

“Brother Yu, have you seen it?” Qin Mu stood on the bow and raised his finger to the distant ancestral court. Behind him was the coffin of Taiyi standing up.

Lan Yutian stepped forward and looked at the coffin of Taiyi, only to see that Taiyi was put on the boat again by his head and feet. He hurriedly picked up the coffin and turned it upside down.

He walked forward and looked in the direction of Qin Mu’s fingers. He saw that the ancestral court was surging and the waves were magnificent, while the heaven was floating above the center of the ancestral court. The former heavenly court was much more spectacular!

The canopy of the World Tree has grown to the point where the canopy covers the sky, and the avenues are like clouds, gushing out from the canopy, making the ancestral home’s world wider and wider.

Under the canopy of the World Tree, the magnificent god cities floated, and chains descended from the sky, piercing the earth and connecting mountains and rivers, seeming to lock these god cities and prevent them from flying out of the sky.

In the past few decades, the ancestral court has changed tremendously. The prehistoric powerful and enlightened people sneaked over and changed the world, bringing the ancestral court a strange and thrilling beauty.

“Brother, what did you see?” Lan Yutian looked around for a long time, wondering what Qin Mu was talking about.

The ancestral court is too big and there are many places worthy of attention. The world tree, the ancestral holy land, and the five Taoist trees above the heaven are all eye-catching.

“A string.”

The direction of Qin Mu’s finger was exactly the location of the Jade City of the Ancestral Court, and he said solemnly: “A string that travels through time and space from the 16th century. This string comes from the chaotic river of the 16th century. Tianzun pulled this string out of the ancestral jade city.”

His eyesight with raised eyebrows is amazing, and he can even penetrate time and space, perceive chaos, and see the past.

What he saw was this string extending from the past universe. As Emperor Haotian walked out of the ancestral jade city, it became longer and longer. After a long period of time, the six billion-year history of this universe has arrived. Now, following Haotianzun to the direction of Heavenly Court.

This root is almost undetectable, that is, Qin Mu’s eyes can see it, and other people can’t notice the existence of this string at all.

“Emperor Vast Sky, no longer exists, only the running dog under the gate of Ancestral Jade City.”

Qin Mu let out a sulky breath, and said in a deep voice, “All Haotian Venerable has to do is to lead this string to the heavenly court, to subdue the five great enlightened people there, and to take this force for his own use!”

In front of the golden ship, Yuetianzun Youtianzun and others have stabilized the army. They did not take the initiative to attack the ancestral court, but arrayed outside the ancestral court. These days, they have been building psychic relocation bridges outside, building large-scale relocation bridges. , To facilitate communication with Yankang.

——The situation of the ancestral court is not yet clear. Attacking the ancestral court at this time will only ask for trouble.

The golden boat arrived, Jiang Baigui, Yuetianzun, Youtianzun, Xushenghua, Langhuan, Longqilin, Xuanwu two emperors, etc., greeted them one after another. Qin Mu put away the coffin of Taiyi and walked off the golden boat. Someone immediately approached and parked the golden boat. good.

“Mu Tianzun, the ancestral court fell and fell into the hands of the prehistoric powerhouse. The remnant army of Vast Sky escaped into the ancestral court. With our strength, we are not opponents of both sides.”

Lang Huan looked around and asked, “Does Tianzun have any actions?”

Qin Mu’s gaze fell on her, a little shaken, only to feel that Lang Huan seemed a little different today, no longer as cold and deserted as before, but he was not sure where the change was.

“Naturally, there are actions.”

Qin Mu laughed and said, “I’ll go to the heavenly court and visit the five enlightened people there. By the way, I will see Haotianzun and the Lord Huanxi, as well as the string behind him!”

Lang Huan smiled and said, “I will go with you.”

Not far away, Emperor Yanfeng was a little surprised, touched his beard, and said to Jiang Baigui sideways: “Guo Shi, there are ghosts in this. I think this creator wants to pry the corner of my spiritual house.”

Jiang Baigui watched his nose and nose, and said, “Your Majesty thinks too much.”

Emperor Yanfeng will be suspicious.

————Happy birthday to Zimu, the leader of the alliance!