Tales of Herding Gods - 855. Chapter 812 Yankang Sword God
“The woman in the coffin is absolutely dust-free!”
Qin Mu’s heart moved slightly, and his spiritual sense asked Tian Gong: “Then the other woman in the coffin, is the empress empress?”
His gaze fell on another woman. The body of that woman was completely natural, born of the great road between heaven and earth. Although not as beautiful as Jue Wuchen, she was also a rare and beautiful woman.
She has a kind of maternal demeanor, and the clothes on her body are forged from silk cloth made of the most precious god gold. She wears a phoenix crown, a little red on the eyebrows, and pink lips.
She has serious injuries. In Qin Mu’s view, her injuries are not particularly fatal, and there are ways to heal them.
However, in ancient times, without the current conditions, the injuries on this woman were fatal enough.
After all, the path of medicine does not belong to the avenue of heaven and earth, but the avenue created by the acquired creatures. In ancient times, the path of medicine was just emerging, and it was not enough to treat such injuries.
The Great Way of Good Fortune was also a great way created by the born creatures, and the Great Way of Good Fortune of that era was not enough to help the emperor and empress change their fate against the sky.
“It’s the empress and empress.”
Tiangong used his eyes to look at the two female corpses in the coffin and sighed: “The emperor and empress really died. This woman is also sacred and extraordinary. I never thought it turned into a corpse. I always thought that the first one fell. The leader of the ancient god is Tianyin Empress, but she did not expect it to be. Who the hell is the empress in the heavenly court? Could it be…”
“God can be sure that she is the empress?”
Qin Mu suddenly said: “God, I heard that the emperor and empress sisters look exactly the same, maybe the emperor’s sister is in the coffin.”
“It won’t be that woman. Although they are both in the ruins, they are still different.”
Tiangong said patiently: “My sister is Bingqingyujie, with a sacred attitude, so she is an emperor. The younger sister is much more lively and weird. The most obvious difference between them lies in the point of Dan Zhu on the center of the eyebrows. The elder sister has a red mark, which is very feminine and soft, while the younger sister has a black mark on the center of her eyebrows, which is extremely evil.”
Qin Mu carefully looked at the pill on the eyebrows of the emperor’s corpse, and found that it was not dotted with cinnabar. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that there were endless textures, extremely profound and mysterious.
Tiangong sighed, “For the sake of the emperor, the sisters are tortured each other. Why is this? However, why did Jue Wuchen die? This woman lured the emperor to reincarnate and attacked the emperor with a cruel heart and extraordinary means. Why did her body appear? Here? Who put her here after killing her?”
Qin Mu was at a loss when he asked him. The question Tiangong asked was also what he wanted to ask, but apparently Tiangong didn’t know the answer, so he asked him.
“Don’t cover your eyes!”
Tiangong saw Qin Mu grabbing the willow leaves, and said quickly: “This matter is interesting, let’s take a look.”
Qin Mu had to put away the willow leaves, and only heard the voice of the Red Emperor: “This is Jue Wuchen? It is really a beauty, I feel pity. If I am still alive…”
“You will die miserably.”
The Earth Count’s voice came and said: “Even Tiangong and Tiandi can’t help the temptation. If it weren’t for the Tiandi to send her to death, Tiangong would definitely reincarnate to tease this woman, and then die. Old Buddha, are you tempted?”
The Great Brahma King Buddha said: “The pink skull is nothing more than the same to me.”
“The key god is not going to die of old age, only pink, no skeletons.”
Tian Gong said: “Old Buddha, your Dharma still has flaws, beware of losses. Da Sun Xingjun, what do you know about this woman?”
Da Ri Xingjun muffled and said, “What can I know? You guys have caught everything I know. Jue Wuchen died after me, and I don’t dare to have any thoughts about her.”
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“What a stunning beauty, if you can live in the same room with this class of people… weird, there is no obvious wound on her body!” Godko Chi Ming suddenly said when she noticed something.
Everyone hurriedly observed that there was indeed no wound in Jue Wuchen in the coffin. She was lying there quietly, as if she was asleep, her white face was slightly pink, but she didn’t breathe.
“Could it be that someone used Youdu magic to forcibly deprive her of her soul?”
The crowd couldn’t bear to disperse in front of the coffin, completely forgetting that the purpose of this trip was to detect the true and false empress, not the woman in the coffin.
Feng Qiuyun suddenly sneered: “Men are not good things, they are worthy of being called heroes! A woman is just a corpse, and it’s ridiculous that you will be fascinated by you stinky men.”
Qin Mu happily said: “Sister Qiuyun, I have not been fascinated, and I am still sober. Village Chief, so are you, right?”
The village elder’s face blushed slightly, and he smiled: “I’ve long been used to seeing the beauty of the old lady, so naturally I am very determined.”
Feng Qiuyun snorted, looked at Prince Qiu Ming, and said, “Prince Earth Turtle of the Upper Realm, the purpose of our search for the coffin of the emperor is to find out whether the coffin of the emperor is the emperor. I have seen it now, do you have any? Got the answer?”
Prince Qiu Ming retracted his gaze and said solemnly: “The one in the coffin is indeed the emperor and empress.”
Everyone was shocked, including Luo Wushuang.
Feng Qiuyun said, “Who is the Empress of Heavenly Court?”
Prince Qiu Ming shook his head and said: “I don’t know. I suddenly don’t want to know. If you know too much, you die soon. I don’t want to die. I just want to get this ghost ship now, and you can leave.”
All the men’s eyes were on Jue Wuchen in the coffin of the emperor, no one moved, and the ghost ship was not important. They all wanted to stay here and accompany the woman in the coffin.
The village chief sighed, retracted his gaze, took Qin Mu’s hand and slowly backed away, saying: “We are not interested in the ghost ship, nor are we interested in the woman in the coffin! Let’s take one step!”
He kicked the Dragon Lord, and Dragon Lord reluctantly stood up and retreated after them.
At this moment, a sudden burst of light came from nowhere, leaving everyone with a whiteness and seeing nothing. Qin Mu and the village chief felt tight: “This ghost ship has been reset in time and space again!”
There were waves of dragons in the hall, and a terrifying aura erupted. Qin Mu immediately felt that the eight petrified dragons guarding the coffin of the emperor and empress were reviving in the light, and he couldn’t help but flee from the hall.
The dragons in the hall were violent, and there was a sudden horrible throbbing, swords and swords, and even the imperial power. Although the hall was large, it could not stop the impact of so many masters and supernatural powers. What’s more, there are also the emperor’s corpse and the emperor’s seat. A magic weapon!
“Leave quickly, it’s going to be reset!” The little man in the lamp panicked.
The village chief immediately drew his sword, and the sword light flashed. In terms of swordsmanship, Qin Mu had already surpassed him, but in terms of kendo, he was still the first person in Yankang kendo, and even the national master of Yankang was far away!
In the realm of Shenqiao, he had already created the nine sword styles, the nine sword figure styles, one stroke of kendo and one heaven. At that time, he was already a master of the nine heavens of kendo!
No matter what kind of way to enter the Tao, it is very difficult to get started, but if you want to go further, it is even more difficult. Even with the existence of Tianshi Zixi, he has only reached the thirteenth level of swordsmanship in his life. sky.
However, Tianshi Zixi is in the realm of Lingxiao, and the thirteenth heaven of kendo is her limit, and it is the kendo she created in the realm of Lingxiao.
The village chief was different. He was trapped in the realm of the divine bridge back then, and could not see the exercises beyond divine bridge, nor could he cultivate to a higher realm.
He created the Nine Sword Patterns solely by virtue of his talent and hard work.
The nine sword styles correspond to the realm of the true god, that is to say, the kendo he comprehended in the realm of the god bridge has reached the level of the true god.
Later, Qin Mu spread out the Magpie Bridge Jue and other exercises to repair the divine bridge, and used the connection between life and death to connect Fengdu, and the bridge to move the bridge to connect Taihuangtian. Various magical arts and magic arts emerged one after another. The horizons and insights have soared.
During Qin Mu’s wandering around, he did not idle either. He was already very familiar with the techniques of kendo in Yuming Palace, and he had made amazing breakthroughs in kendo.
With a sword in his hand, the village chief broke through the aftermath of various magical powers, and led Qin Mu and Junlongjun out.
There was also light ahead, and he couldn’t see anything. He could only move forward with his own feelings. Suddenly, his sword touched a magic sword, and there was a clinking explosion.
The magic sword is like mercury pouring into the ground, pervasive, and the village chief uses his sword technique to block the magic sword, and said in a deep voice, “Luo Shendao?”
“Yankang Sword God?”
The sword vented to the ground, the sword and the sword violently collided, and the village chief swung his sword to resist, and he was startled. The power from the sword was not very powerful, and was similar to his mana.
“Luo Shendao competes with me in the suppression realm? He wants to see my kendo!”
Suddenly, the sword light suddenly closed, Luo Wushuang went away, a dragon in the light passed through the shadow of the sword, Qin Mu, the village chief, and others in the air. It was unknown whether it was the dragon of Longbo Kingdom or the ancestral dragon king.
More people rushed out from the hall, and there was a loud noise of the collapse of the main hall, and the flames were raging in the light, but it was Feng Qiuyun who opened the emperor’s coffin.
“Feng Qiuyun, you are crazy!” God child Chi Ming turned into a ray of light and walked away from Qin Mu and the others.
At this moment, the light suddenly dissipated, and their eyes regained clarity.
The village head guarded Qin Mu and Junlong, with the sword light in his hands, cut through the aftermath of various supernatural powers, and landed lightly with a muffled groan and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.
Qin Mu hurriedly said, “Village Chief, are you injured?”
“I’m fine.”
The village chief said calmly: “I was rubbed by the divine dragon, and he couldn’t die. Luo Wushuang’s swordsmanship is indeed very powerful. His swordsmanship is almost at the thirteenth level. But only from the way of entering. By the way, my kendo is not bad at all.”
Qin Mu quickly used magical powers to heal him.
Jun Longjun said in a muddled voice: “Lord, wasn’t the hall just ruined?”
Qin Mu was taken aback, and when he looked back, he saw that the main hall stood there neatly without any collapse at all. It was exactly the same as before, without any damage.
In the hall, the eight dragons still coiled around the hall exactly, guarding the coffin of the emperor and empress.
There is a coffin next to the coffin. It is the imperial mausoleum sarcophagus brought by Feng Qiuyun. Half of the sarcophagus is submerged in the ground, and half is exposed. The corpse of the upper emperor is fused with the ground and the sarcophagus at this moment. The blue color is like a zombie face attached to the sarcophagus. The coffin was closed, and the gray-white eyeballs turned.
Many of the demigods brought by the Zulong King had half of their bodies on the wall, some on the pillars with their buttocks outside, and some sinking into the ground, as if faces were growing on the ground.
They are all alive.
It’s just that when the light burst just now, they seemed to have regrouped, but the way they were combined was wrong, making them and this hall become a whole.
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