Tales of Herding Gods - 820. Chapter 778

The young scholar stopped the donkey, looked at them a few times, with a playful and cynical expression, and said, “I plan to get in and see the owner of this place. Where is Xiongtai going?”

Qin Mu smiled and said, “We are going to get in and see what is going on. Since it is the same purpose, why not do it differently?”

The young scholar thought for a while, and said to the donkey: “Lu Yu, there are two tank tops by his side, okay?”

The donkey turned his lips up and said, “Hey.”

The scholar smiled and said, “Turnip said yes, then we will go together.”

“The top tank?”

Qin Mu was alert, humble and polite: “Xiongtai, what’s the difference between holding a tank and holding a black pot and buckling a pot of shit?”

The young scholar smiled heartily: “There is no difference.”

Qin Mu laughed and looked at the ancient battlefield in front of him. This ancient battlefield was shrouded in a vast cloud of fog, and visible to the naked eye were scattered architectural relics, towering city walls, tall palaces, tall archways and portals.

There are the footprints of demigods on the ground. Follow these footprints and you can find the mother of the earth.

Long Qilin and Shui Qilin walked forward and walked with the donkey. Shui Qilin glanced at the donkey and said contemptuously: “This little animal is so stupid that he walks forward with a radish hanging in front of him without knowing himself. Never eat radishes.”

The donkey glanced at him, showing disdain.

Shui Qilin said in his heart: “I made an agreement with the little earth keeper. I can’t eat Lord Lan, but I can eat donkeys! However, the old man of Long Qilin is a bit tricky. He had a good chat with that scholar. I ate donkeys, and he probably would. Angrily made me dinner.”

Qin Mu had been observing the young scholar, and the more he looked at it, the more suspicious he became, but his eyes fell on the scholar’s chest, but he couldn’t see the bulge, so he was a little uncertain.

The scholar noticed his gaze and said with a smile: “Lü Yu, this young man has pierced eyebrows and looks at men too.”

Qin Mu’s face flushed, and the donkey smiled: “Ang, Ang–”

Qin Mu tentatively asked, “Sister…what do you call Xiongtai?”

The scholar said with a smile: “Why do you know each other before? Qin Mu, Qin Fengqing, have I asked your name? I didn’t ask you, why did you ask me?”

Qin Mu was even more suspicious, and said, “You know my name, but I don’t know you. It’s a bit unfair. How did you know that I am Qin Mu?”

“Tiansheng leader Qin Mu Fengliu is suave, erudite and talented. Who does not know who does not know?”

The scholar said: “I don’t know the little person like me who is not well-known.”

Qin Mu couldn’t find out his name, so he looked at the donkey and said, “Why is this brother Lu called Lu Yu?”

The scholar said: “He is a donkey, he speaks badly, and he likes to argue with people, so he has a criticism.”

Qin Mu’s eyes flashed and said, “I also know a cow, called Niu Sanduo, and a tiger, called Tiger Zun.”

The donkey turned his lips up and said with disdain: “Huihui.”

Qin Mu’s face was dark, and he said in his heart: “I don’t understand these donkey words, I haven’t learned them, and I don’t know what he is talking about. But this is suspicious of the master and servant’s origin, is it a scholarly celestial master?”

They walked into the foggy ancient battlefield, and the clouds were shining in the mist, and the buildings here were also very old. The patterns on the buildings were very strange. Qin Mu asked the Dragon Qilin to stop, looked at the patterns on the ruined walls, and took out the paper and pen. , Trace these textures.

The scholar looked at his painting and said with a smile: “Qin Jiaozhu is really versatile, and he has a lot of accomplishments in painting and calligraphy.”

Qin Mu’s face was reddened, and he humbled: “I dare not boast about the way of painting and calligraphy, it’s only the second in the world. The first in the world is my deaf grandfather. His painting and calligraphy are divided into the inner and outer worlds.”

The scholar was surprised, and praised: “His paintings and calligraphy have reached the realm of void creation? And there are internal and external distinctions, indeed very accomplished. But his No. 1 in the world has some moisture, and your No. 2 in the world also has some moisture.”

Qin Mu smiled and said, “So who is the number one in the world?”

Scholar Tao: “I have also studied the art of painting and calligraphy. The art of painting and calligraphy is cultivated to a high level, which is creation, and creation is the magical powers. I dare not say anything else. In terms of the magical powers, no one can beat me. .”

Qin Mu handed over the pen in his hand and said, “Dare to invite Xiongtai to paint?”

The scholar shook his head and said, “I don’t paint on weekdays, I only paint when I use it.”

Qin Mu raised his head and looked up at the portal towering into the sky, and said, “It’s another Nantian Gate… It’s a pity it’s broken! I’ll draw a Nantian Gate!”

He picked up the tip of his pen, and a large piece of paper stood up in the air. Qin Mu flipped his palm, holding four pens in his left hand, and drawing a circle with his right hand. The ink made itself and kept spinning in the air.

Qin Mu used his pen to paint, and the pen was drawn with dragons and snakes. Numerous details flowed from the tip of his pen and turned into textures on the southern sky gate.

Qin Muyun’s pen flew like flying, and the nib even went deep into the paper, as if there were other things inside, and another world. Although this Nantian Gate was drawn on paper by him, there seemed to be a world and vast space in the paper.

His pen has been transformed into a divine tool for the creation of all things, constructing the infinite details of the Nantian Gate, and it has become more and more meticulous.

Later, four pens flew into the paper and painted on the paper. It was mysterious and indescribable.

After a long time, Nantianmen was painted.

Qin Mu took the pen and ink, took the painting from the air, and shook vigorously. Suddenly, a southern gate flew out of the painting and crashed to the ground!

This Nantian Gate is huge and majestic, showing the grandeur of the ancient gods, towering in this ancient battlefield, and symbolizing the majesty of the emperor.

Qin Mu looked at the scholar and said with a smile: “How about my art of good fortune?”

The scholar admired again and again, saying: “You have such attainments before entering the Tao, and you can barely be the third in the world. If you can surpass your deaf grandfather, you are barely second. If you can abandon paper and pen, do not stick to paper and pen. , Then you will stand firmly at the second place. You are still drawing at the level of what is like, and there is still a distance from the first.”

Qin Mu asked for advice: “So what level is the first?”

“There are three layers of painting. What is painted is the first one. What is painted is the second one.”

Scholar Tao: “Do not paint but follow the Tao, without ink, the world regenerates itself. This is the third level.”

While speaking, the Nantian Gate painted by Qin Mu suddenly collapsed and turned into ink flowing down the air.

“This is the first stage. It is difficult to draw what looks like for a long time.”

The scholar said: “If you can paint what is what, let the Nantian Gate stand for a long time, and make the void creation make it real, then that is the second level.”

Qin Mu’s admiration spontaneously grew in his heart, and said: “Grandpa deaf has not said this, probably because he has not figured out the third level of painting. Thank you, Xiongtai, for your guidance!”

Shui Qilin looked in his eyes, and Xiang Long Qilin suspiciously said: “This scholar does not look like a scholar, but rather like a silly cudgel. Your master was dumbfounded. I knew he was so easy to be fooled. Being deceived, why should I use force? I was able to fool your master to hand over all his panties, and I was grateful to me!”

Long Qilin rolled his lips, dismissively said: “Huihui.”

“Don’t believe me, I am the first-class wise man of our Kylin Protoss!”

Qin Mu and the others continued to move forward. Suddenly the blade light in front of them tore through the fog. The blade light ran across the sky, and it split into countless blade lights. The line was neatly chopped down with a strange array of swords.

There was a roar, and then a huge figure fell down in the mist.

The sky full of sword light suddenly closed, and fell behind a one-armed man in the mist, immersed in the scabbard.

Qin Mu saw the undisturbed light of the sword, and his heart jumped: “This sword technique is a bit familiar…”

The one-armed figure hunted and walked towards the depths of the mist. Many figures followed him and entered the mist together, and soon disappeared.

“One-armed magic sword, the first magic sword of the outer heavens!”

The scholar’s eyes lit up and he smiled and said: “The Luoshen sword of the Lingxiu Army of the outer heavens, it is rumored that he once encountered the imperial body when he was young, and was cut off by the upper imperial body with incomparably wonderful swordsmanship. This Luoshen sword felt painful. Entered the Tao with one-armed swordsmanship, practiced hard for tens of thousands of years, and once entered the Heavenly Slashing Stage, undefeated against the God Slashing Profound Sword, is the first magical sword well deserved by the Heavenly Court! Unexpectedly, he will also come! Those teenagers beside him , It should be the Lingxiu Army.”

Yu Tianzun excitedly said: “The upper emperor domineering body? That’s amazing! Mu brother, you are also domineering body, you are also very powerful!”

The scholar glanced at Qin Mu, shook his head and said: “How amazing is the upper emperor’s ba body to cut off the arm of the Luoshen sword with a sword technique? Qin ba body is still far short of it.”

The corner of Qin Mu’s eyes trembled, and he said in his heart: “The upper emperor’s body that broke his arm is right by your side, but I won’t tell you. Luo Wushuang’s magic sword is indeed powerful. It is countless times stronger than before. If you don’t consider the cultivation level, , I think it’s difficult to break his magic sword.”

“However, Luoshen Knife has a bad habit, that is, his disciples must cut off their arms, otherwise they will not be able to learn his knife skills.”

The scholar smiled and said, “So the heavenly youths in the Lingxiu Army often break their arms.”

Qin Mu thought of Zhe Huali, and said in his heart: “Zhe Huali also almost broke his arm, but under my pressure he still walked out of Luo Wushuang’s shadow and created his own sword way! Luo Wushuang appeared, and I heard him Have friendship with Vuriluo, I don’t know if he went to see Vuriluo? If he goes to see Vuriluo, I am afraid that Vuriluo has rebelled…If Zhehuali is by Luo Wushuang’s side, then Vuriluo must have been Rebellious!”

When they came to the place where Luo Wushuang used his sword technique, they saw that the one killed by Luo Wushuang was a demigod. He was a burly body with a head like a dragon. The body was a human body with eight arms. Not dispersed, filled with terrifying power!

“The demigod of the God Slashing Stage realm!”

The scholar looked at the mark of the knife and praised: “Good sword technique! The Luoshen knife used the cultivation base of the Yujing realm to kill this demigod dragon king.”

Qin Mu looked at the marks of the knife carefully, guessing at which step Luo Wushuang’s sword technique had reached, watching very carefully.

The scholar curiously asked: “Does Qin Jiaozhu also study the sword technique?”

Qin Mu humbly said: “Don’t dare to be the number one in the world… well, third and fourth.”

The scholar smiled, dangling the feather fan, and said: “The third and the fourth? The Qin leader is also a bit exaggerated? I heard that there is a god in the Kaihuang Tiantian named Tian Shu, who is good at using swords, and he has the emperor’s sacred sword. Slash the horns of Earth Count. How is the leader Qin better than him?”

Qin Mu’s face turned dark, and he shook his head and said, “Not as good as him.”

The scholar said: “I heard that there is a Heavenly Sword in Yankang, with a horizontal sword facing the sky, using the sword to enter the Tao, creating the nine methods of the Heavenly Sword, and you can kill the gods and demons in the realm of the god bridge. How is the leader Qin better than him?”

“Not as good.” Qin Mu’s face became darker.

The scholar said with a smile: “Luo Wushuang has a disciple named Zhe Huali, who entered the Tao with a knife and created a sword technique. How is the sword technique of the Qin leader better than him?”

“It’s better!” Qin Mu said angrily.

“Then you are not as good as me.”

The scholar smiled and said: “I also use the sword to enter the Tao. Although it is not as good as the heavenly sword to open up the nine methods, I also created seven moves.”

Qin Mu’s palm trembled, grabbing the moustache on his chin and pulling out four or five.

The scholar laughed and said nothing.

They continued to move forward, but saw the demon god of the demon clan in the fog also came here, a demon god with a terrifying aura, behind the demon god was holding a huge beast like a mountain, looming in the fog, very scary.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a sword chirping in front, and the light of the sword filled the sky, and the light of the sword lit up and collided with the light of the sword.

Qin Mu was a little stunned when he saw the swordsmanship.

That sword technique is too familiar, it is his sword technique!

“White Dragon Sword Dance! The Supreme Sword God!”

The scholar’s eyes lit up, and he smiled: “The Sword God of the Emperor is a woman, and Luo Wushuang is a deadly rival. I didn’t expect her to come too! When the Emperor’s Era was destroyed, the Sword God of the Emperor was just a little girl, and her cultivation strength was very low, but However, she blazed a trail in the dark with the upper emperor’s body! The upper emperor’s body disappeared, but she inherited the sword of the upper emperor’s body to walk her own way. In the dark years after the end of the upper emperor’s era, her Swordsmanship has been glorious for hundreds of years, and he can be called a hero of female middle school! Qin leader.”

He smiled and said, “Which is your swordsmanship in the world?”

————Happy birthday to the leader of iampetty!