Tales of Herding Gods - 462. Chapter 441 Flame Desert

After all, Qin Mu is the great wine of the Tiansheng Xuegong. Before leaving, he explained that many scholars in the Tiansheng Xuegong came from the Celestial Demon Sect. He was relieved.

He passed the Dragon Scriptures to Si Yunxiang and asked her to ask someone to take care of these dragons.

“These dragons only eat spirit pills, and the types are different, and the spirit pills they eat are also different.”

Qin Mu exhorted: “I have written down the types and numbers of the daily spirit pills. Don’t forget the saints. If they don’t listen to you, they will call Ling’er. She can control these flood dragons.”

Si Yunxiang smiled and said, “I have the Dragon Scripture in my hand, but I can’t compare to the little fox? Don’t you take a few dragon guards this time? The little fox won’t let you go?”

“Ling’er learned spells from the Fox Fairy, so I stopped going this time. And this time I went to the Western Land to explore the way, and there was no danger.”

Qin Mu gave an order, resigning to the old lady and the others, and was about to take Long Qilin on the road, but saw a five or six-year-old girl standing beside Long Qilin.

“Sister Qi’er, did you not go to Xitu with Nai Kui?” Qin Mu wondered.

Xiong Qier shook her head and said: “Mother let me follow you. Mother said she didn’t believe in Yankang National Master. She said that Yankang National Master does not have a lot of humanity. In order to achieve the goal, she can abandon everything. It is difficult for such a person to reassure her.”

Qin Mu said: “Your mother’s mind is delicate. It’s okay if you follow me. She and the national teacher have too many goals, and it is safer to follow me.”

He picked up Xiong Qier, jumped onto Long Qilin’s back, and shouted: “Long Fat, let’s go!”

Long Qilin immediately galloped for two steps, drove the fire cloud into the air, and said: “Master, I always feel that the taste of the Red Fire Spirit Pill is wrong these days, have you changed the Spirit Pill?”

Qin Mu shook his head and said, “Fat Long, don’t always be suspicious. If I change the spirit pill, you still can’t taste it?”

Long Qilin was skeptical, and Xiong Qier was surprised: “Long Fatty runs faster than before, and his belly is not as big as before.”

Long Qilin became suspicious again, but every time he ate the spirit pills, he would peel off the spirit pills to see if Qin Mu moved his hands or feet, but he didn’t notice any abnormalities.

Qin Mu smiled. He improved the Red Fire Spirit Pill and the Fire Movement God Essence Pill, and combined the two spirit pills into one. The taste was similar to that of the Red Fire Spirit Pill, but it was a bit spicy. Long Qilin could taste something wrong. , But I don’t know where the problem lies.

Long Qilin’s speed was much faster than before, and his endurance was long, and it took two or three days to come to Daxu. Qin Mu found it from memory

The moon ship, the stone statue of the village chief is not far from the moon ship.

He couldn’t help being surprised. There were two more families here, obviously new houses. The two families should have noticed that there is a stone statue that can withstand the darkness, so they came to settle down.

When the two families saw him riding a monster that looked like a dragon, not a dragon, or a unicorn, not a unicorn, they couldn’t help but become nervous. Two young hunters held steel forks guarding the door, and a young woman peered around behind him.

Qin Mu stopped, took Xiong Qi’er and jumped off Long Qilin’s back, bowed to the two, and the two hunters returned the gift, saying: “Are you a bandit or a robber?”

“I’m just a passer-by and come to meet my deceased. Don’t worry, I’m not malicious.”

Qin Mu came to the stone statue of the village chief, put down the cattle and sheep offerings, and said, “This is my ancestor, and I am here to worship. If he sees his broken body can protect you, he must be very happy.”

He worshipped and displayed the power of pulling souls, and suddenly the clouds were bleak, the darkness surging, and the pulling of souls moved for a long while, only to see many walking skeletons outside the village, but the village chief’s stone statue was always There is no recovery.

After a while, Qin Mu’s mana was almost exhausted, and he was about to disperse his soul to attract magical powers. Suddenly the village chief’s stone statue moved, and opened his mouth a few gold coins. Night, I am waiting for you at the Guimen Pass!” After that, he returned to a stone statue.

Qin Mu picked up those gold coins, but they were eight Fengdu coins.

The villagers around were shocked and suspicious.

Qin Mu turned around and thanked these people, leaving some money, and said: “Please also help me clean up the stone statue often, not to be too dirty.” After that, he turned and left.

The few people looked at his back, a young woman was taken aback, and suddenly said, “Do you see the appearance of the boy just now, is it like the god who drove the big boat that night?”

Another woman exclaimed: “It is indeed very similar! That night, the big ship passed by our village, and I saw that the god on the ship looked exactly like him!”

An Orion hurriedly said: “Don’t talk nonsense! He is just a teenager, younger than us, how could he be the god on the ship?”

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Qin Mu took Xiong Qier and rode the dragon Qilin all the way westward, and stopped to rest at night.

He passed through the West Tiangong Basin again, watching the remains of the West Tiangong, and then left. After a long journey for more than ten days, they finally came to the westernmost part of the Daxu, where there was also a mountain range that was undulating and snow-capped, separating the Daxu.

“There is also a mountain range of Godbreaker here?”

Qin Mu rode a dragon Qilin to the top of the mountain. Suddenly, Xuanji crossbow shot a thick arrow like a rafter. Long Qilin raised his claws to shoot down the arrow, and was startled, and lost his voice: “Master, I am stronger!”

Qin Mu looked at the surrounding hills and saw huge Xuanji crossbows running automatically on each hill, turning around, and hurriedly shouted: “Fat Long, run!”

Hum——

The Xuanji crossbows burst into power, and suddenly the snow fell into the sky, madly shooting at them. Long Qilin quickly leaped like flying, rushing to the other side of the mountain.

The thick and incomparable arrows fell behind them, turning into icicles, and more arrow feathers shot, and the dragon qilin roared, behind him, the flames filled the sky, the fire clouds were dense, one after another. Facing the crossbow and arrows blazing, but there are still many ice arrows that have not melted!

Qin Mu’s hand pinched the sword tactics, a sudden shock, and suddenly eight thousand swords flew all over the sky, severing countless ice arrows.

Long Qilin rushed to the bottom of the mountain, and the arrow fell like rain in the rear, and he was stuck behind them. When they rushed to the bottom of the mountain, the arrow feather attack stopped.

Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly the heat wave hit his face. He looked forward. A large desert was in front of him and connected to the sky. The flames on the desert were raging, and the sky was also burning red.

When Qin Mu turned around, there was a snow-capped mountain behind him.

“Passing through this flaming desert is the Western Soil.”

Xiong Qier said crisply: “Xitu is behind the desert.”

Qin Mu was puzzled: “How can there be such a desert of flames between Xitu and Daxu? Where does the fire in this desert come from?”

“My mother said, this fire was ignited by gods to stop the abandoned people in the big market, lest they go out.”

Xiong Qier suddenly jumped into the flames of the desert. Qin Mu was taken aback. Xiong Qier ran around and said with a smile: “The fire here does not harm us, it will only burn the abandoned people in the big market. Come to us. Said that this kind of fire is not hot at all, but for the abandoned people in the big market, the fire is very powerful! I heard my mother say that when the abandoned people enter the desert, a flame pattern will grow on the eyebrows to mark the abandoned people. Identity. The higher the identity of the abandoned people, the more flames on their bodies.”

Qin Mu stretched out his hand to touch the flame, suddenly felt a sudden pain, and quickly closed his hand, his fingertips began to burn.

He hurriedly put out the flames and frowned.

This flame desert is indeed an extremely dangerous place for the people of Daxu. If you enter it, you will definitely be burned to death.

“Qier, come up!”

Qin Mu’s vitality flew out, rolled up this little girl who was running around, and threw it on Long Qilin’s back, saying: “The national teacher and the palace master set out a few days earlier than us, and we don’t want to stay anymore, Long Fat… ”

Xiong Qier suddenly said: “Big Brother, what’s the matter with your face?”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but wonder: “What’s wrong with my face?”

“There are many textures on your face!”

Xiong Qier exclaimed: “The texture is still twisting, and more and more! Are you sick? Yes, big brother, you are an outcast from Daxu, but there are too many flame patterns on your face!”

Qin Mu was startled, and hurriedly searched for the mirror that the pharmacist gave him, and took a photo of the mirror, only to see that many cyan and red textures did grow on his face. These textures were distorted and distributed on the five senses!

He pulled off the collar and saw that there were also many green and rainbow textures on his chest!

He stretched out his palm, and saw texture growing from his wrist, spreading to the back and palm of his hand.

Qin Muxu ripped off his clothes, and several mirrors flew out of his gluttonous bag. He looked at these mirrors and saw that there were textures growing in front of and behind him, and his body seemed to be covered with cyan and red. Flame!

Xiong Qier stared at him blankly, the shirtless teenager stood on Long Qilin’s back, the flame pattern almost covered his whole body!

“Mother said that the higher the status of the abandoned people, the more flame patterns on their bodies. The ordinary abandoned people only grow a flame pattern on the center of their eyebrows, while the older brother’s body is covered with flame patterns.”

The little girl was stunned: “What is his identity…”

“Could it be the effect of the fire here?”

Qin Mu thought: “I touched the flame just now, and the fire drilled into my body and formed these strange textures… Fatty dragon, retreat to the snow mountain!”

Long Qilin was puzzled, but he carefully exited the flame desert and came to the bottom of the snow-capped mountain. Qin Mu looked in the mirror and saw that the texture gradually faded. When he came to the foot of the snow-capped mountain, the texture disappeared completely.

He received the mirror, put on his shirt, and said lightly: “Fat Long, continue on the road, it’s okay. These textures should be just a symbol of abandoned people.”

Long Qilin rushed into the flame desert, and the texture on Qin Mu’s body began to appear again, growing crazily, and the boy didn’t care. The scenery in the flame desert is unique. There are flame tornadoes everywhere, roaring and sweeping everything. Dragon Qilin is a fire by nature, and likes to control large fires the most. If he is excited, he rushes into the tornado. Qin Mu was almost burned to death by the tornado. , Drank quickly.

Long Qilin was shocked when he saw that his face was blackened by the burn, and then he hurried away obediently. The fire had no effect on him, but it was a fatal threat to Qin Mu.

“Brother, there is an oasis ahead!”

Xiong Qier said excitedly: “There is water there!”

Qin Mu was stunned and lost his voice: “There is still water in this place?”

Then, he saw the oasis in the flame desert, many olive trees growing beside a beautiful lake, and several snow-white sheepskin tents leaning against the lake.

Long Qilin hurried over, and when he arrived at the lake, Qin Mu jumped down and said, “Passers-by are coming from afar, disturbing you all.”

The sheepskin tent opened, and a teenager came out and smiled: “Don’t bother. I’m practicing a different method here, and I just need someone to sacrifice…it’s your kid!”

The young man’s expression changed drastically, and Qin Mu couldn’t help but drew his sword. Eight thousand swords flew up and drowned the young man!