Tales of Herding Gods - 917. Chapter 873
With a smile on his face, Qin Mu pushed his hand back into the door, closed the door of Chengtian Gate, and said, “Yu Tianzun is very good. I left him in the Yujing Academy, and now he is following along with the first ancestor, the emperor. Thirty-five is the emperor of humanity. He is amazing now. When I retired from the position of emperor, he will be the 38th generation of emperor…”
The old man did not intend to leave. Qin Mu closed the door hard, and finally closed the gate of Chengtian. Then, with a thought, the gate of Chengtian dissipated.
“My son, the sea has turned black.” Yan’er looked underwater and said.
Qin Mu lowered his head, the fruit of the sea became pitch black, a paper boat floating under the water in the dark sea, and the evil old man carried a lantern to shine at him grimly.
When Long Qilin saw the underwater scene, his hair was horrified, and he hurriedly jumped up.
Qin Mu helplessly said, “You Tianzun, if you go to the Yujing Academy, you will know that what I said is true or false, why bother to follow me?”
The old man under the water slowly disappeared, and a faint voice came: “I’m going to the Yujing Academy. If I find that it’s not what you said, I will come and talk to you!”
The darkness under Qin Mu’s feet disappeared.
It didn’t take long for another old man to come to Yujing Academy.
There is a difference between the underworld and the yang. The old man who is not willing to interfere with the yang, therefore does not show up directly, but hides in the dark and observes.
Then, he saw that the people in the Palace of Human Emperors were training a little fat man.
The grin on the face of the wicked old man was stiff, and he said in his heart: “This little fat man will definitely not be Yutianzun…”
“Lan Mitian, make gestures!”
The five big and thick Qikang emperor proclaimed himself a god, and then began to beat Xiaopangdun. Qikang had beaten Yishanda, and Yishan had beaten Lanbo.
The evil old man is completely black and has an impulse to destroy the world.
Fortunately, even though Xiaopangdun was beaten severely, the emperors still made their moves very well, and their lives were unhindered.
Those emperors circled the Yu Tianzun who had been beaten subdued. This trick is not good, and that trick is wrong.
“The tradition of our Palace of Human Beings is that if you don’t beat it, you won’t be a weapon.
“Our Royal Palace also has a tradition, that is, if you succeed in learning, you must beat the teacher!”
“Don’t learn from us! We never learn from the master, but we create our own exercises and magical powers! How can you defeat the stinky kid surnamed Qin if you don’t create your own exercises and magical powers?”
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Hearing this, the wicked old man relieved his heart. The emperor’s way of education made him a little unhappy, but the educational goal was still excellent.
Qin Muyan’er and Long Qilin continued to move along the direction of the old man’s fingers. After walking for more than ten days, they still did not find Long Bo Kingdom. There was nothing but waves and flying fish on the sea. Entering the sea is like entering a desert. It makes people crazy. .
Long Qilin was about to float on the sea again, and Qin Mu didn’t have the strength to beat him. He carried Long Qilin’s tail and walked on the sea, dragging this behemoth on the way.
Yan’er eats marine fish and beasts these days, and is too tired of eating. Standing on Qin Mu’s shoulders, his eyes are dull, occasionally raising his paws and clasping the corners of his mouth, picking out a fishbone.
Qin Mu opened the geographic map drawn by Bai Quan’er, took a look, and then threw the geographic map into the sea.
The geographic map that Bai Zhuer drew was of maritime geography 40,000 years ago. The geography of the East China Sea has long been different from what Bai Zhuer saw back then.
Moreover, the Metaverse was sealed once, and the geography was greatly changed after the seal was broken.
Especially in the sea, the changes in the mountains and rivers under the sea are even more difficult to detect, and many islands on the sea have disappeared, and it is even more difficult to determine the position.
Suddenly, Qin Mu tilted his head and said hoarsely: “Sister Yan’er, do you hear the singing?”
Yan’er said weakly, “My son, you are listening, where is the singing…Hey, there is really a singing!”
They followed the singing, and before they had gone too far, they saw a huge skeleton on the sea, half in the sea and half standing on the sea.
This is an unimaginable skeleton of a dragon. The sea is deep. However, half of this dragon can still stand on the surface of the sea. It is conceivable how huge it was during his lifetime.
The singing came from the skeleton, and Qin Mu and others walked nearby, only to see that the bone dragon was singing.
Its dragon’s head opened and closed, and singing came from its mouth. However, this dragon only had bones left. Why would it still sing?
The bone dragon’s singing is very rough, long, and deep. It is like a poet in the ocean, with melancholy and sadness in its singing.
“My son, what is he singing?” Yan’er asked, unable to understand the dragon language.
“He sang his hometown in the ancient dragon language.”
Qin Mu had been trying to decipher the dragon language on the lair of the true dragon lord in his early years, so he had a deep research on dragon language.
“His hometown is Long Boguo.”
Qin Mu listened to the bone dragon’s singing, and said: “He said that Longbo Kingdom is a beautiful place, where the dragons wander on the sea, with beautiful Taoism, and the dragons build splendid buildings on the islands and dominate the ocean. All the tribes in the sea enshrine them, offering gourmet food and beautiful jade and jewellery in the sea. They have a good time. Many dragons have traveled far away to become the dragon kings of rainfall, and they are very respected.”
Suddenly, the singing became depressed, murderous and confused.
“He said that one day the Yulin army from the heavens came and destroyed his hometown. The wives of the dragons were scattered and treated as slaves. The chains penetrated their bodies. Many captives were beheaded, blood stained the sea, and many slaves. Was escorted aboard.”
Qin Mu listened to the bone dragon’s singing and continued: “The Yulin Army of the Heavenly Court used their flesh and blood as sacrifices for the Emperor of the Heavenly Court to enjoy. Their king, King Long Bo was also captured and turned into a slave. He was sent to the heaven for trial. His hometown was destroyed in this way, and he became a wanderer without hometown. When he was homesick, he returned to the devastated hometown and saw lonely ghosts wandering there.”
Long Qilin hid behind Qin Mu, looked at the dragon skeleton timidly, and said, “Master, where is his hometown? Why did he die here?”
The bone dragon has long since died, and the longing for his hometown keeps him singing this homesickness song of the dragon family, unable to answer them.
“This uncle Long, is it the uncle Long that Qu’er met in the East China Sea back then?”
Qin Mu thought for a while, urging the natural power of all gods and turning the bone dragon into light.
The keel standing on the surface of the sea suddenly shook, and the water was overwhelming. The dead bones of this dragon pulled out of the water, stood up, and snarled: “Hometown! Hometown! I can’t bury my bones in other places, I want to return mine. home–”
Qin Mu stood below, the water filled him, avoided by his vitality.
The boy raised his head and said loudly: “Where is your hometown?”
call–
The skull dragon suddenly rose into the air, shook its head and flew towards the distance, without any physical body and mana, and fell from the sky after flying a distance, hitting Feiqiong on the sea, and the keel also fell apart and flew around.
Qin Mu awakened it with a spiritual spell, and the skeleton of this dragon was actually reorganized and quickly recovered. It did not fly, but was swimming in the sea with extremely fast speed.
“Keep up with it!”
Qin Mu jumped onto Long Qilin’s head, and Long Qilin hurriedly followed, only to see the bone dragon swimming faster and faster, crashing on the sea, and suddenly, the bone dragon disappeared out of thin air in front of them.
Qin Mu was stunned, Long Qilin rushed there and quietly put out his claws to test, but saw that his claws protruded into the air in front of him and disappeared.
“It’s a blinding formation.”
Qin Mu walked into it, and the sea in front of him suddenly receded, and a magnificent scene rushed toward his face. Countless gods and men escorted a dragon-head sacrificial knife to behead the head, and countless heads fell, bloody. As Wang Yang, waves of blood flew up and rushed into the air.
In the sky is a huge altar, and blood is surging on the altar, it is a spectacular sacrifice.
The shouts of the generals of the gods and demons of the Yulin Army continued to be heard, and the people of Longbo Kingdom became the sacrifices of this sacrifice. Their flesh and blood were sacrificed to the heavenly court and became the heavenly emperor and the civil and military officials of the heavenly court. Our delicacy.
Qin Mu was dull and shook his head.
Suddenly the illusion in front of him disappeared, and the lonely and deceitful reality appeared in front of him.
The previous sacrifice scene was only a reflection of history. It was in the Longhan era, when Wei Suifeng led the Yulin army to fight against the rebellion of Longboguo, and beheaded the people of Longboguo to sacrifice to the heavenly court.
And now it is reality to appear in front of him.
In front of him, countless huge keel bones were lying on a vast continent, with skeletons everywhere. In the collapsed majestic dragon palace, the ghost fire rolled up the bones, making these dragon bones stand up and walk around.
This place is like a ghostly ghost. There are bone dragons with ghost fire floating in the sky, and there are bone dragons in the vast city roaming the bustling market. He even saw the real ghost market.
——Those long uncles seem to be alive, buying and selling things and trading items in Dragon City.
He even heard the voice of bargaining.
Qin Mu took Long Qilin and Yan’er into the city of Longbo Kingdom. Compared with these huge dragons, he looked like a small one. Even if Long Qilin was restored to his body, he was also a short here.
The prehistoric dragons established a glorious civilization and a grand country here, and Qin Mu was among the walking bone giants, watching them live as if they were still alive and carefree.
It’s just that this scene is indescribable.
He also saw the skull dragon who had rushed to Longbo Country with them earlier. This skull dragon turned into a dragon head human body, as if he had been reborn and shuttled through the air.
What Qin Mu saw in his eyes was a plethora of bones, and in his eyes, Long Bo Country seemed not to be a relic, but a place full of vitality, and those Long Bos were still alive.
It greeted those moving skeletons excitedly. It didn’t know that it was dead and that its people were also dead.
Everything here is just that the dead Long Bo forgot that he was dead, repeating what he had done before his death in confusion and ignorance.
However, Uncle Long who returned to his hometown, his obsession dissipated, and he found rest.
“Master, don’t they know that they are dead?” Long Qilin asked in fright.
Qin Mu didn’t have time to answer in the future. Suddenly all the dragons in Long Boguo seemed to have heard his words, and all the bones swept their heads to look at Long Qilin.
Long Qilin was shocked, and quickly hid behind Qin Mu, his tail trembling.
Wow!
Like the sound of a tsunami, in an instant, all of the dead bones of Long Bo Kingdom, which was still lively just now, collapsed and disintegrated, countless bones fell to the ground, the ghost fire in his eyes went out, and there was no Long Bo who stood up!
They didn’t know that they were dead, but now they were awakened by Long Qilin with a single sentence, the undead suddenly lost control of the withered bones, and the whole Long Boguo suddenly died!
The sound of the collapse of the bones subsided, and the surroundings were extremely silent, and no sound could be heard.
The sky gradually dimmed.
A faint sigh came, and a ghost fire floated in the air. Small paper boats came from Youdu, and the elders stood on the bow.
When Qin Mu saw the courtesy, the elders returned the courtesies one after another.
“Uncle Long here has been dead for nearly a million years. They don’t know that they are dead, so their souls can’t go away.”
An elder man explained to Qin Mu: “Before their thoughts on life were too strong, I couldn’t enter here to take their souls, but now they realize that they are dead, I can come in and take them to Youdu. ”
Qin Mu looked around and found that most of Long Uncle’s withered bones had his head severed, and the dragon’s head fell on the ground, frowning, and his voice was a bit hoarse: “You Tianzun, Wei Suifeng, the commander of the Yulin Army of the Longhan Heavenly Court, was my great Brother, is he really so cruel? Does he really have to annihilate Long Bo’s clan and country?”
“Wei Suifeng is not the cruel.”
The wicked old man said, “It is the entire Longhan Heavenly Court that is cruel.”
Qin Mu was startled.
“Using a rebellious race and country to offer sacrifices to the heavens and the emperor is a common occurrence in the Longhan era.”
The old man said: “The Yulin army defeated the rebellion, defeated the Long Bo Kingdom, exterminated the country and the clan to sacrifice to the Emperor, and let the Emperor enjoy the flesh and blood. It was most normal in that era. Your big brother is going to the countryside to follow the customs, and he can change nothing. Change is a different kind. Throughout the Longhan era, this kind of thing often happened. Why must the Emperor of Heaven have to die? Why must the Tianmeng have to get rid of him at all costs? That’s the reason.”
Qin Mu’s hair stood up.
The ancient god Tiandi, died not innocent!
————Go home in the afternoon, Zhaizhu tried his best to write the next chapter on the high-speed rail!
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