Tales of Herding Gods - 358. Chapter 344

There was a bang in Qin Mu’s mind, all kinds of thoughts came in a mess, and his ears were also buzzing.

What Qingyou Shanren confided is really amazing, not only that, but the information contained in it is also shocking!

Xiaoyujing, Tianshengjiao and Renhuangdian were all derived from the same origin. They were all created by people who came out of the same era and the same place. Not only that, the three sacred places are all fragments of the same place. !

He turned around and looked at the village head. The head of the village looked as usual and his emotions did not fluctuate.

Or in other words, he already knew the connection of these three holy places, so it was hard to shock him.

Lao Tathagata and Lao Daozhu looked shocked. Obviously the former masters of these two holy places did not know the story.

The origins of these two holy places are more ancient, but some history has not been recorded.

Qingyou Shanren retracted his gaze from the village chief, looked at Qin Mu, slightly startled, and said with a smile: “It seems that the elderly emperor has not told you the inside story. You have never been to the imperial palace. Young emperor, you should go A trip there will let you know many secrets.”

Qin Mu settled down and said solemnly: “Please also Qingyouxian expressly!”

Qingyou Shanren looked at the village head again, the head of the village looked like an ancient well.

Qingyou Shanren smiled and said, “If you don’t tell me, I have to come and go on my behalf. The Emperor, please come with me.”

He walked down the mountain, Qin Mu followed, and the village head floated quietly and followed behind them. Xiong Xiyu hesitated, grabbed Xiong Qier, and shook his head: “We shouldn’t be involved too deeply in the matter of Middle Earth.”

Xiong Qi’er was quite puzzled, but Xiong Xiyu had her own worries. The affairs of the Xitu Zhentian Palace were enough for her headaches, and the affairs of Zhongtu were even more terrifying. She was keenly aware that some secrets were better not to be known.

The old Taoist and Old Tathagata looked at each other, and the old Taoist smiled and said: “Nothing and light, we are already Xiaoyujing’s immortals, we still don’t want to know more secrets, so as not to ruin our mood.”

Lao Ru took a look at him and said, “The Golden Book and Treasure Scroll is the method that connects the divine bridge. Daoists are not tempted?”

“so what?”

The old Taoist said leisurely: “Where is the person who created the connection to the divine bridge method?”

The old Tathagata was startled, laughed, and had no plans to follow up: “The emperors of all dynasties have been defeated, so there is no need for us to join in the fun.”

As for Long Qilin, he did not follow, but slept on the side, snoring like thunder.

“It will be eaten.” Xiong Qier leaned in his ear and whispered.

Long Qilin quickly raised his head, looked around vigilantly, and found that Qin Mu was not there, and said to the little girl: “I will get up to exercise after a while.”

Xiong Qier believed it to be true.

Qin Mu followed Qingyou Shanren across a long cable bridge, bypassing several fairy mountains, and came to a fairy mountain floating in the air.

Qingyou Shanren led them to the hall on the top of the mountain. This hall was extremely old. It seemed that it had fallen into disrepair and was a bit dilapidated. The walls of the palace were broken. There were still a few pillars that did not support the roof, which seemed to have been destroyed by war.

The main hall is called Qingshidian. The handwriting on the plaque is a bit vague, but it can be seen that the people who write the three characters have extremely high accomplishments in calligraphy and painting. The words of Qingshidian have a heavy sense of history, and there is a vicissitudes of life between the lines. Come.

“During the Kaihuangji period, Qingshidian was a famous place.”

Qingyou Shanren walked into the hall. There were no books in this hall, only rows of old bookshelves were left. The inner hall was the original space and it was very vast. Qin Mu saw that many bookshelves were actually placed on dome-shaped walls. You need to walk on the wall to read a book there.

It’s a pity that the books here are gone.

“Many of the books here were destroyed by the war, and the remaining books were moved to other halls for preservation. The group of immortals who opened up Xiaoyujing originally planned to tear down the Qingshi Palace, but they felt that it was meaningful to stay, so they didn’t touch it. The main hall.”

Qingyou Shanren walked up the wall and walked among rows of empty bookshelves, touching these ancient bookshelves with his palms.

Qin Mu followed him up the wall, startled slightly, a geomagnetic force came from the wall, attracting his figure, allowing them to walk freely on the wall.

“The immortals who opened up Xiaoyujing were responsible for recording history during the Kaihuang period.”

Qingyoushan Humanity: “Not only is it recording the history of Kaihuangji, but also the history of the era before Kaihuang. It is precisely because they record history that they have seen the failures in history and know the dangers, so they are in Kaihuang. After the destruction of Ji, they moved the Palace of Qingshi to create the sacred place of Xiaoyujing. Xiaoyujing is far away from the world and does not participate in worldly disputes, but floats quietly outside the world, recording the rise and fall of the world. The emperor knows the original place of Qingshi Temple. Where are you opening Huangji?”

Qin Mu shook his head.

Qingyou Shanren walked to the top of the dome and said, “Then the emperor should know the meaning of the word Yujing, right?”

“Yujing, the capital where the Emperor of Heaven lives.” Qin Mu said.

Qingyou Shanren sighed: “Yes, the capital where the Emperor of Heaven lives. Yujing is the Heavenly Court. The name Xiaoyujing was originally to commemorate the capital where the Emperor lived. The history recorded in the Qingshidian was actually for the Emperor.”

Qin Mu’s heart was shocked, he looked at him in a daze, and muttered, “Little Yujing is from Yujing?”

“Yes, Xiao Yujing is from Yujing!”

Qingyou Shanren turned around, looked at him and the village chief, and said solemnly: “Little Yujing is from Yujing, the capital of Kaihuangji! The Palace of Human Emperors comes from there too! Shenglinshan is also from there! They are all Yujing. Fragments! The creators of the three holy places, whether it is the immortal of Xiaoyujing, the first generation of Emperor Renhuang, or the woodcutter sage of Tiansheng Sect, are all from the Yujing of Kaihuangji!”

The village chief’s eyes flashed: “Since it is from the same source, why can’t Xiaoyujing help? Qin Emperor is the leader of Tianshengjiao, and the contemporary Emperor of the Palace of Human Emperors, you are in love with reason, and Xiaoyu Jing should help you. !”

Qingyou Mountain Man walked down from the dome, shook his head and said: “Old man, you are still very ambitious, and you are still so stubborn. You can see the cruelty of history, knock down all your obsessions and beliefs, watch you lying on the ground crying helplessly, and watch your desperation without any vitality!”

He let out a foul breath and said lightly: “I don’t need to do this. Because I only need to show you these few stone statues to crush you.”

He walked out of the Qingshi Temple and looked at a fairy mountain in the distance.

Qin Mu and the village head also left the Qingshi Palace, Qin Mu stood behind him, and the village head floated beside him.

The fairy mountain in the distance is clouded, and the fairy light is like a rainbow ribbon. It is surrounded by a tall and majestic stone statue. These stone statues are so beautiful that they are carved by a heavenly figure.

Qingyou Shanren walked down this fairy mountain and walked over there along the cable bridge.

When they came to the fairy mountain where the stone statue was, Qin Mu’s eyes suddenly jumped. He saw a stone statue dressed as a woodcutter with a stone axe in his hand.

The stone statue is very tall, like a giant.

The woodcutter was carved so vividly and vividly, not as if he was carved by hand, but as if he had been petrified by himself.

“This is the saint respected by the Tiansheng Church. The woodcutter who preached the stone under the tree.”

The man from Qingyou Mountain looked up at the woodcutter statue and said, “After he preached and preached, he came to Xiaoyujing and chose to become this fossil like the fairy who founded Xiaoyujing. Look, where does his gaze look?”

Qin Mu’s heart trembled, his voice hoarse: “Daxu.”

“He is looking at Daxu. It used to be his homeland, but it has become a barren land at that time. He can’t change anything, he can’t do anything.”

The quiet words cut into Qin Mu’s heart like a knife. The plain language seems to have turned into the most terrifying magical power to destroy his will: “You, the past leaders of the Tiansheng Sect, are so amazing, but which leader’s Achievement surpasses the woodcutter? He is your saint, but what can he do? Isn’t he as discouraged as a stone and turned into a stone sculpture of Xiaoyujing?”

He came to the second stone statue, which looked like a scholar. His eyes were compassionate and he was holding a scroll. Although the scroll was opened, his eyes were not on the book.

He is also looking at Daxu.

“This is one of the immortals who founded Xiaoyujing, one of the historians in charge of the Qingshi Temple in the wasteland era.”

Qingyou Shanren continued to move forward and came to the third stone statue: “This is also the historian of the Qingshi Temple. There is him, and her!”

He walked past a stone statue, and then came to a tall stone statue, this stone statue has an extraordinary demeanor, holding a sword in both hands, the sword is stuck on the ground, but his eyes are in the distance, still in the direction of the big market. .

“The homeland of the old country has become a ruin, even if it is ardent and surging, it is inevitable that the aspirations will be depressed.”

Qingyou Shanren raised his head, showing a look of admiration, and said: “In the ancient times, when the emperor era was destroyed, the figure who worked hard to save the world and struggled for survival for the human race can’t help but lose all his thoughts and turn into a stone. The old man, Is there one missing body of the emperor of the past in your palace? He is here.”

Qingyou Shanren was sad and said: “He is here…”

The head of the village felt violently and looked up at this majestic and extraordinary stone statue.

The founder of the Human Emperor Palace, the first generation of Human Emperor, saved countless sects, large and small, and left the seeds for the civilization of later generations. The man who was respected as the Emperor of Human Race by all races and sects, created the Holy Land of Human Emperor Hall. The characters in this inherited myth are heartbroken in the end.

He turned into a stone statue in Xiaoyujing!

There was a roar in the village chief’s heart, that was all the feeling of persistence and collapse.

It’s like returning to the day when his hands and feet were cut off. All the beliefs that insisted on everything suddenly collapsed, and he became the helpless old man with his hands and feet cut off. He wanted to struggle, but he had no hands to grasp. I live on anything, but I want to stand up but I have no legs but I can only lie on the ground!

That was then.

After Qin Mu came to the disabled village, he slowly walked out of that helplessness and despair.

And now, the god in his heart collapsed suddenly, letting him relive the feeling of helplessness and despair!

His old eyes were dim, he wanted to reach out to grab, but he couldn’t catch anything. His body fell to the ground and he wanted to stand up but couldn’t get up.

Qin Mu picked up the helpless old man with gray hair.

“Muer…”

The former emperor cried out and begged: “Let’s go back to the disabled village, let’s go back, we won’t come out… Give me the emperor’s seal, give it to me! I can’t let you go my old way, I’ll take it Take it to the grave! You can’t afford it—”