Tales of Herding Gods - 752. Chapter 712

Qin Mu wondered how to design accurate magical powers to help the emperor translate the moon and heal her injuries without damaging her brain. The woodcutter climbed onto the rooftop of the Yongjiang Academy to prepare ways to help the people of Lizhou attract their souls. , Said: “Let the people of Lizhou leave their souls for too long, it will damage their bodies, or draw his soul or soul back.”

The first ancestor, the emperor, showed a worried expression, saying: “Snatching the soul from Youdu and returning the dead to the sun will damage your life. Although the celestial master is a god, he has an endless life span, but if he angers the evil, the evil will happen. Attack on you and hold your soul. If you can’t escape this disaster, you will suffer from the sect, and you may even be convicted of serious sins and be eaten by the Earth Count. Even if you escape this disaster, if you die in the future It is also necessary to suffer from Xiayou and be eaten by Earth Count. As Lizhou is so big and there are so many people, the punishment must be heavier!”

The woodcutter shook his head and said: “This time I designed to use the lives of the people of Lizhou as bait to lure Lou Yunqu and others to come, and then use Qin Mu to lure the overcast son, so as to kill the lives of the people of Lizhou. The source of this matter In me, how can I cherish my life? Everything will be said after I die.”

He also has a deep research on Youdu language and Youdu spells, and it is not difficult to cast the soul-struck attraction.

Youdu language came from his mouth, and gradually a portal gradually emerged from the virtual reality.

He didn’t refine the gate to the sky like Qin Mu, nor could he refine the magical powers such as the God Slashing Profound Gate or the Mingdu Tian Gate, but he took a different approach, using magic runes to build a portal connecting the capital.

This method is similar to the original Lianhunying, which is different from Qin Mu’s transformation. The magical power of Qin Mu’s transformation is extremely direct. After urging the magical power, the gate of Chengtian appears directly, which is very easy. Summon the souls of the dead from Youdu.

The lumberjack sage’s pull soul is more time-consuming and more mana-consuming, but the effect is similar.

He stood on the viewing platform, behind Youdu’s devilish energy billowing, the darkness was getting thicker and thicker. Now it is daytime. Although the sun in the sky is swaying but the sunlight is very strong, but being attacked by Youdu’s devilish energy, the sun can’t come down at all. .

Amidst the darkness and devilish energy, a portal stood up, and spirits continued to fly out and flew in all directions. After finding his flesh, he got in. After a while, the flesh owner woke up faintly.

The practice of the woodcutter sage has spread the magical energy of Youdu to a wider area. The magical energy extends from the Yongjiang Academy, covers the Yongjiang, spreads to Dijiang County, and from Dijiang County to several other counties.

More and more souls flew out of that portal, and more and more people were awakened. At this moment, the lights were faint in the darkness, and a small boat floated in the darkness towards the portal.

“The bad guy is here, probably to joke my soul.”

The woodcutter saint’s heart was sad, but his face was very calm, and he said, “As long as it doesn’t hurt others. I trade my life for the lives of Lizhou people. Even if I die, it’s worth it. Besides, I have severely injured the cloudy sky and rescued him. The emperor translates the Moon King, it is worth it to stop the natural disaster from coming. I have three disciples, and they…are all very well, they can go on without me.”

The sadness in his heart disappeared, waiting to meet his final destiny.

The boat drove to the door in the darkness, and the old man at the bow got up, took off the lantern, and took a picture of the woodcutter saint.

The woodcutter saint was unstable in the light of the light, but still chanted Youduyu in his mouth. He did not dare to slack in the slightest. He only hoped that he could summon the souls of all the people who died in Lizhou before the shackles started.

The boat drove outside, and the old man carrying a lantern was about to enter the sun from Youdu. The woodcutter saint was awe-inspiring in his heart and paused from casting the spell, saying, “Master of Youdu, can you be accommodating for a while, and wait for me to fulfill my wish?”

The old man was about to talk. Suddenly, Qin Mu looked into the door and was overjoyed when he saw him. He smiled and said, “It turned out to be the mansion!”

The old man darkened his face and said, “I originally thought you were calling souls, so I planned to come and have a look, but it turned out that it wasn’t you, so I thought that those who dare to call souls are quite courageous. In the past few days, many people are calling souls. It’s a miasma, and Earth Count is very unpleasant!”

Qin Mu smiled and said, “Forgive me, Lord, I asked them to call upon them. What did the Lord do to them, right?”

The shameless old man looked gloomy and snorted.

Qin Mu hurriedly said: “This time the soul-calling is my teacher. I am busy and I have no time to call the souls, so I let him do it. What he doesn’t understand, fooling around, disturbed the monarch, and he will be forgiven. Or else. , Let me call my soul myself?”

The old man was silent for a moment, and said in a harsh tone: “No, although the seal is very reliable, you must be careful not to feed your brother the soul you summoned.”

Qin Mu smiled and said, “You can rest assured, the willow leaves on the center of my eyebrows are well pasted. I never take them off. My brother can’t get out.”

The wicked old man’s complexion slightly slowed, and he said, “It’s best to never take it off. You let your brother out, and if you cause trouble, you will still wipe your ass. I won’t pursue the soul-calling this time. You have one. The rule is that the first seven days of the deceased are not counted as deceased, but the yang can still be repaid, so it is not that you are afraid of you, nor that I want to give you face, but there is really this rule. Please be careful.”

Qin Mulian claimed that it was, and said, “Respectfully send.”

The old man took the boat back to Youdu and disappeared into the darkness.

Qin Mu trot back again, hanging the jaw-dropping woodcutter sage on the viewing platform, unable to recover for a long while.

“Brother Dao, I really envy you for having such an outstanding disciple, you can eat well in Youdu.”

Buriluo was full of emotion and envy: “How did you cultivate him so outstanding? Can you teach me too?”

The Chixi sage listened quickly and did not dare to miss a word.

The woodcutter saint opened his mouth: “I…” However, he couldn’t continue.

“This guy, in the name of a saint, hides his privates in front of us!” Chi Xi was indignant.

He had a bad impression of the woodcutter, but now it is even worse.

The woodcutter couldn’t explain, so he continued to call upon his soul, and said in a dull voice: “What have I taught him? Why don’t I know…”

Qin Mu ran back to Di Yiyue, Di Yiyue also looked at him curiously, and whispered: “Do you recognize the Holy King of Tianqiren?”

Qin Mu concentrated on calculating the design of good luck runes, and said without looking up: “I recognize. I have dealt with several times, an old gentleman who can speak very well.”

Di Yiyue’s eyes widened, and she couldn’t laugh or cry: “Easy to talk? You don’t know that Saint King Tianqiren is the second person in Youdu, second only to the existence of Earth Count? If he is good to talk, how about the gods and demons who were beaten to death by him? Didn’t you cry to live? As long as you violate the rules of Youdu, even if you destroy a world, this King Rensheng will not hesitate!”

Qin Mu designed the rune of good fortune, tried it, and shook his head: “It must be a rumor. Fujun is an old gentleman and never loses his temper. Sister, don’t move, I will do something to heal you.”

Di Yiyue quickly stood still, motionless.

Qin Mu wanted to do it, but felt a little uncomfortable, so he had to say: “Sister, you are tall, you still lie down, I can do it easily.”

Emperor Yiyue Yiyan lay down and floated in the air, five feet from the ground.

Her hair was flowing down like tassels, which was very draped, and the black clothes on her body were also hanging down like slippery silk. Qin Mu glanced at her straightened chest even when lying down, and exclaimed in his heart: “Sister is so beautiful. .”

Although the simple young people also look at their faces, because of the teachings of the disabled village elders when they were young, they stubbornly think that they should not only look at their faces, but also at their breasts.

Girls with big breasts are beautiful.

He calmed down and cast the spell. He did not need a lot of good fortune runes to repair the wounds of the emperor’s translation of the moon. He only needed to select the good forehead and brain parts from the three-primary god immortal consciousness and the perfect forehead profound scripture. However, how to reorganize and prevent the proliferation of other brain tissues is the key.

This is the reason why Qin Mu had to calculate for so long.

In addition, some good fortune runes need to be cut and the rune structure reorganized. This is the first time for him, so he must be careful.

After all, the brain is very fragile. Less is not good, and more is not good.

Moreover, it was not only the physical body that was injured by Emperor Yiyue, but there was also such a hole in the soul. Qin Mu redesigned the runes this time to heal the wounds of her soul.

He cautiously cast the spell, only to see the brain tissue inside Di Yiyue’s mind slowly growing, and the missing part slowly growing back, filling the blood hole.

Qin Mu was extremely careful in every movement, and layers of patterns appeared in his pupils, staring at the blood hole on the forehead of Emperor Yiyue, carefully observing the growth of his brain tissue.

He controlled his mana and made the changes in the runes more subtle. After the brain tissue was fully grown, he carefully changed the runes, allowing the wound on her forehead to grow bones.

When the bones grew out, Qin Mu changed the rune again, this time to repair her forehead skin.

“Mu’er, our pharmacist may be unemployed.” The pharmacist’s voice came.

Qin Mu’s last rune civilization was indeterminate. Eventually the runes dispersed. Emperor Yiyue raised her hand and touched her forehead. She was surprised, and said with a smile: “The great master is really a skill of good fortune!”

Qin Mu smiled and said: “Sister turned over, there is a hole in the back of your brain that hasn’t been repaired… Slow down, watch out for the brain fluid. Grandpa Pharmacist, the art of good fortune can’t replace the medicine, nor can it replace the pharmacist.”

He healed the back of the brain for Emperor Yiyue, saying: “The art of good fortune is very difficult to master. It is not necessary to cultivate to my level. The talent is as outstanding as mine. It takes tens of thousands of years to practice hard, and most of it is fine. It’s done.”

Although others do not know the difficulties of the art of good fortune, but he is very clear. The attainments of his art of good fortune mainly came from the thinking of the Red Emperor. Without the thinking of the Red Emperor, he does not know how long and how long it will be before he can comprehend the current level.

“Furthermore, the human body is a large system, and the flesh of the gods and demons is a small world. The art of good fortune can repair the body, but to maintain the balance of the human system and the world of the gods and demons, a pharmacist is needed.”

Qin Mu scattered the runes, took out a small mirror and gave it to Emperor Yiyue, and said, “Sister, can you see if it is the same as before?”

————The house pig will go home tomorrow!