Tales of Herding Gods - 945. Chapter 901

Long Qilin was taken aback: “Five million Dao, less than 10%. Doesn’t this mean that Earth Mother Yuanjun has lived for at least 50 million years?”

Qin Mu was still counting the annual rings, and said, “You said too little. This stick is just the core of the original wood, the core of the tree. I don’t know how many layers of bark there are outside, not a complete tree body. The core can have One-tenth of her true annual ring is considered good.”

Yan’er was also taken aback. Doesn’t this mean that Mother Yuanjun started at 500 million years old?

“My son, since this stick is not the true annual ring of the earth mother, why should we finish counting it?” Yan’er was quite puzzled.

Qin Mu was distracted while counting, “The number of annual rings is not the purpose. I just want to look at the annual rings of this treasure, and then decide what kind of treasure it is suitable for refining. Moreover, there is the earth mother Yuanjun’s hidden in the annual rings. Some of the secrets of the early years…For example, these rings of annual rings are extremely dense, indicating that a major event happened about two million years after the birth of the mother earth, which almost stopped the growth of Yuanmu. This important event shows that the Yuanjie was robbed at that time.”

What happened before Longhan was blank for all the acquired creatures. If the ancient gods didn’t say it, no one would know what happened at that time.

It was the era of the Great Ancient Hongmeng, and there is no record of that era in the world.

Qin Mu carefully counted the annual rings, and said in a low voice, “The core of Yuanmu was more than 76 million years old. Among them, ten calamities caused Yuanmu to almost stop growing. It seems that during the reign of the ancient gods, the Yuanjie did not Taiping… But the ancient gods are clearly the most powerful existence in the Taikoo Hongmeng era. How can they encounter danger? Is it because they are killing each other, or is there any external force?”

Logically speaking, the ancient gods are the strongest existence in the ancient gods, and nothing can threaten them, and the earthly mothers exist side by side with the earth verses and the gods, and their strength is only inferior to the ancient gods, the heavenly emperor.

It was impossible for an existence like this in the Taikoo Hongmeng period to encounter danger, unless Earth Count, Tiangong, or the ancient god Tiandi shot her. But at that time, the contradictions between these ancient existences weren’t to the point of being incompatible with each other, and they couldn’t kill each other.

Qin Mu thought for a long time, but didn’t think of why.

“The core of Yuanmu has so many years of wheels. I refine it into my god soldier, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to control it. Perhaps it is possible to imprint a rune mark on each heavy annual ring, a heavy annual ring, One heavy formation, one heaven. More than 76 million heavy formations, the energy of the formation alone is enough to destroy the sky and the earth!”

Qin Mu was full of fighting spirit, but even if his face became dark, there were too many annual rings in the core of Yuanmu, and his knowledge was not enough to brand all the annual rings into the formation.

His knowledge reserves are not so deep.

“Can it be used as a big gun? But I am not proficient in marksmanship… can it be used as a flying sword?”

He moved his mind and tried to pour his vitality into the core of the Yuan Mu, and then Qin Mu’s face became black as charcoal.

His vitality has been restored to its peak state, not inferior to the gods, but such a huge mana pouring into the core of this yuan wood, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, and it is not full.

The Earth Mother Yuanjun did give him a great treasure, and maybe even the existence of the Emperor Seat realm could not make such a treasure, but he could not stimulate the power of the Yuanmu Core!

Qin Mu continued to urge his vitality, and finally made the core of the original wood fly, but the wooden stick was too long, he pulled a few sword flowers, and immediately found that he had no mana.

“No wonder the mother runs so fast!”

Qin Mu grabbed the stick with his hand and danced hard, only to find that it was used as a big spear without the tip of the spear, but it was too long to be used as a stick.

“If it can be shorter…”

He had just thought of this, and the core of Yuanmu immediately shortened a lot.

Qin Mu was startled, and said, “It’s shorter.”

The core of Yuanmu is shortened again.

Qin Mu said, “It’s shorter.”

The core of Yuan Mu shrank into three feet long, and Qin Mu copied it in his hand and used it as a wooden sword. It was so easy to handle immediately, and he couldn’t help but exclaimed: “Long!”

puff–

The core of the Yuanmu in his hand suddenly soared, turned into a long stick, stabbed to the top of the mountain a hundred miles away, and pierced the mountain into a thin hole, and the head of the stick appeared on the other side of the mountain.

Qin Mu was taken aback, and drew vigorously, failing to extract the core of Yuan Mu, and said helplessly: “Short…”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but flew out of Long Qilin’s head, and the shortened stick slammed into the mountain with a bang.

Long Qilin and Yan’er were shocked, they saw that the top of the mountain was smashed apart, and it took a while for Qin Mu to jump out of the top of the mountain, very embarrassed.

Qin Mu moved slightly in his heart, took out the sword pill, the sword pill flew up and fell on the head of the stick, turned into a spear tip, and then walked with the spear. It can even spin and fly around him like a boa constrictor, which is terrifying.

“The core of Yuanmu is not bad.”

Qin Mu flew back, exclaimed, retracted the sword pill, and said with a smile: “It’s a pity that you can’t turn it into a wooden sword, because you’re afraid that you won’t be stabbed. I don’t have much research on marksmanship. It’s a pity that it fell into my hands.”

He put the core of Yuanmu into the gluttonous bag, and Yan’er stepped forward to help him tidy up his messy clothes.

Qin Mu took out the small jade bottle, opened the seal, urged his vitality, wrapped a drop of Hongmeng Yuanye, and flew out, smiling: “Yan’er, this is yours.”

Yan’er was surprised and delighted, and quickly swallowed the drop of Hongmeng Yuanye.

Long Qilin was very envious, and Qin Mu said, “Fat Long, you can’t suppress the energy of Hongmeng Yuanye. Give you a drop and you will die. When you grow up, I will leave a drop for you.”

Long Qilin said yes, relax.

“With the core of Yuanmu, you might be able to rescue the big brother…”

Qin Mu looked around no one, took out the peach-wood hairpin, and urged the hairpin against the Yongjiang River. The Tianhe River was surging and connected to the Yongjiang River.

After the lame rescued him, he told him what the Emperor Qikang had in Yongjiang, the Eastern Tianqing Emperor captured Wei Suifeng, merged Wei Suifeng and the ghost ship, and took the opportunity to escape.

Previously, they were in the sphere of influence of the Dongtian Palace. Qin Mu did not want to disturb the Dongtian Palace. Here, the mother Yuanjun dared to appear. He should have left the territory of the Dongtian Palace. So Qin Mu tried to use the peach-wood hairpin to take the ghost ship. Together with Wei Suifeng, he was rescued from Ling Tianzun’s supernatural powers.

The magical powers in the mahogany hairpin were aroused, and Jiang Xin immediately turned into the mist. The mist seemed to come from the past, and the river was surging and surging!

The Yongjiang River and the Tianhe River were originally one, and they were cut into two parts. Now they are back together. Various visions are set off in the river. Different light bursts from the river and shines on the sky.

Buildings, ships, overlapping palaces, countless gods and demons, countless visions have all emerged, all kinds of sounds are mixed and deafening!

These visions are the history of Yongjiang, the characters and buildings in the past, and the events that happened in history. At this moment, driven by Ling Tianzun’s supernatural powers, a brain emerges!

The Tianhe and Yongjiang are violently turbulent. Suddenly the whole Tianhe rises into the sky and flies into the sky. The surface of the river that is thousands of miles wide is floating in the sky. Various visions burst out. Those floating palaces seem to be from the dust of history. Appeared in this era!

Boom

The buildings of different ages collided with the gods and demons, and countless fragments fell from the sky one after another, terrifying.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker. In the fog, a ghost ship approached, and there was black air outside the ghost ship. Chains and chains flew around the ghost ship, just like the dragon and python, but did not touch the ghost ship.

Qin Mu’s palm holding the peach wood hairpin was trembling violently, and hurriedly grasped the hairpin with both hands to stabilize his figure, but even so, the peach wood hairpin still tended to let go.

“Wei Suifeng——”

Qin Mu yelled loudly, and one arm after another came out under his armpit, desperately grabbing the peach-wood hairpin, and shouted: “Big brother, can’t you come out?”

The ghost ship was dimly moving, moving in the dark fog, approaching here.

At this time, the space became more and more unstable, the space around Qin Mu was collapsing, and the various ages seemed to overlap. Palaces, gods and demons were stacked together, and even the ghost ship was broken!

On the ghost ship, a middle-aged man appeared on the bow and opened his mouth to say something to him. However, all kinds of historical echoes appeared at the same time, so noisy, it was impossible to hear what he was saying.

Qin Mu freed up a palm, quickly took out the core of Yuanmu, and shouted: “Big—”

call–

Yuanmu’s core skyrocketed, heading toward the ghost ship, getting longer and longer, trying to build a wooden bridge between the present and the past.

The length of Yuan Mu’s core is already immeasurable, but the ghost ship in the mist and black air still seems to be out of reach. On the ghost ship, Wei Suifeng flew up and tried to meet Yuan Mu, but just after flying, his body collapsed. The next moment he appeared on the bow again, as if he had never left.

“……picture……”

His voice came faintly.

Qin Mu could no longer control the mahogany hairpin, so he had to dissipate his mana. The Tianhe suddenly broke, and another section of the Tianhe disappeared. The rushing river descended from the sky and fell into the river. The ghost ships, boats, palaces, and countless gods and demons quickly retreated and disappeared. In the past history.

The mist was shrinking rapidly, and soon disappeared.

A core of Yuanmu fell into Qin Mu’s hands.

Around Qin Mu, the turbulent space suddenly returned to stability, the wind was calm, and it seemed that the vision just now was just an illusion.

“The Taomu hairpin can’t pull the ghost ship out of Ling Tianzun’s supernatural powers, can it only save him by following the plan?”

Qin Mu was taken aback, put away the peach-wood hairpin, and shouted, “Yan’er, take us away!”

Yan’er immediately flew into a dragon bird, grabbed the dragon Qilin and threw it on her back, Qin Mu also landed on her back, Yan’er fluttered up, and immediately flew away with them.

As soon as they left their front feet, the space was distorted, and an extremely powerful god and demon came here and looked around, but no trace was found.

Suddenly, a demon god erected a door, the door opened, and the cloudy sky came out of the door and looked around.

“Hei Di, the Tianhe vision broke out just now, history is reappearing, and the river is reconnected, do you need to report to the heavens?” A god said humanely.

Yin Tianzi frowned, and said, “Tianhe is divided into two sections, and is it reconnected?”

The god said: “Another Tianhe River suddenly appeared just now, and it disappeared in a short time.”

The Yin Tianzi patrolled around and shouted: “It’s a big deal. Check me carefully to see what monsters and ghosts are making trouble! I will personally report this matter to the Heavenly Court!”

Those gods and demons left one after another.

Yin Tianzi turned around and walked into the door, whispering: “Ling Tianzun, the ghost ship… can’t this world be more stable? Who is going to turn over the old accounts of history?”

————My hometown was flooded, my parents were still at home, the road was blocked, and I was so worried. I talked to my parents in the morning. They were still reluctant to live with me in the old house.