Chapter 1820

The prince watched Qin Mu leave, and then entered the forest of Fangjian steles. It was too easy to sit in the forest of Steles, and the trees and fruits behind him were shining.

It's too easy to get up and return the salute.

"Taoist friends, I have discussed with the seventh childe to send Taoist friends and kaitianzhong back to the 16th century."

The Supreme Master said, "if the Taoist friends and kaitianzhong stay here, I'm afraid the seventh childe will have evil thoughts. He will kill kaitianzhong and let the Taoist friends reincarnate. Although kaitianzhong does evil, it is also a possibility to save the future. But kaitianzhong is too harmful, I'm afraid he won't let you go."

Tai Yi said, "the eldest son is guilty about killing Tiandu, the master of the Maitreya palace, so he wants to compensate me and kaitianzhong?"

The prince shook his head: "if the teacher didn't kill Tiandu in those days, kaitianzhong would still become kaitianzhong, which won't change. The kaitianzhong of Tiandu city has the power to create the world, and abuse this power without restraint. Compared with Maitreya palace, it is more orderly and less harmful."

"Fart!" In the square pointed stone tablets, the faces of kaitianzhong emerged, and the words of angrily scolding the prince were smelly.

Those who open the heavens scold and ridicule the Maitreya palace for bullying. If Tiandu city is given time to grow, ten Maitreya palace owners will also be killed by the Lord of Tiandu, and ten Maitreya palaces will also be bulldozed.

The master of the Maitreya was jealous of their power, so he wiped out the Lord of the heavenly capital before they grew up.

Kaitianzhong ridiculed the masters of the Maitreya palace for their lack of tolerance. If it had been for them, they would have solved the collapse and creation of the universe long ago and created a perfect world.

They also ridiculed the master of the Maitreya palace for his incompetence, which made him so tired that he deserved to kick his legs and die.

The prince didn't care.

Too easy frowned, and had nothing to do with these kaitianzhong, saying, "brother Dao, how do you send us back to the 16th century?"

"I will turn into Tao and return my strength to the universe."

Just as the Supreme Master said this, Kai Tianzhong laughed again and said one after another, "prince, the declining son will also be like the old thief of the master of the Maitreya palace. Tao Xin is dead!"

The Supreme Master continued, "it's useless to keep my Taoist tree, so I'm going to use your axe to cut my Taoist tree, make a boat, and put you on the boat to the 16th century."

Kaitian people were suppressed in the stone tablet, and laughed at the words: "too old thief, isn't your Taoist tree cheaper for us? If you have ability, you will leave your Taoist fruit to us for tooth sacrifice!"

"With your ability, can you trap us? When we get rid of the trap from your boat, we will kill to the 17th century and cure your dead skull!"

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The Supreme Master said, "I'll build a boat to send you to the 16th century, but before that, the seventh childe must go back to the past and become the seventh childe, otherwise I dare not send you back."

Tai Yi said, "are you afraid that he will go back on his word? Kill everyone in the world while you are reincarnated?"

The Supreme Master said, "the seventh childe has killed many people in the past 16 universe periods. His style is difficult to rest assured. I have to watch him go back to the past before I dare to rest assured."

Too easy to nod: "me too."

The two sat down and waited quietly.

Qin Mu wandered. First, he went to the original site of Zuting, which has become a battlefield for Taoists. Zuting Hunyuan Ding was riddled with treasures of the childe, and the treasures of several CHILDES have been destroyed, leaving only the tongtianjing of the eldest childe.

The Lord of the temple of Maitreya and the Taoist priest turned their attack to defense, guarding the Tongtian well, so that Lan Yutian, xushenghua and others could not break through.

Qin Mu looked at the battlefield from a distance, and then drifted away. He walked in the starry sky and went to the quadrupole. Now the quadrupole of the universe has become more extensive. There are all ethnic groups living here, and the quadrupole has long become strange to him.

When he came to the southern sky from the Antarctic sky, he saw that the heavens here were like small Yankang, and everything seemed to be in order. The gods were in charge of power, used power to serve all people, and all people were prosperous in business, providing all kinds of supplies to the gods.

Qin Mu walked through the heavens one by one, and there were few people who knew him in the ten thousand worlds of the heavens.

With a history of 3.5 billion years, everything has become extremely strange.

He walked past the ruins of the former battlefield, stood in the ruins to cherish the memory of the heroes who died in the past history. He also looked for the tombs of the enemy, but unfortunately he did not find them.

Time is too long, the world has forgotten him, forget those who fight for the future.

They may not understand why people fought and died in the past, and they may not understand those who risked their lives to shed their blood in the era of the five robberies.

Even, they are not interested in understanding the history of the five robberies era.

Long Han, Chi Ming, Shang Huang, Kai Huang, Yan Kang, generation after generation of people's struggle, so stained with dust, not many people to brush away the dust, read the dusty pages.

Filled with melancholy, Qin Mu finally came to the yuan realm.

The yuan realm was more extensive and thick than when he left. The ancestral court no longer existed and became a heavy weapon. The yuan realm replaced the ancestral court and became the center of the universe.

Yankang's heaven was established here, and Gongsun Chen's noumenon yuanmu also became lush. The little girl who regarded him as a tree in need of watering in those days became a symbol of the yuan world.

Qin Mu was like a mortal, walking in the cities of the Yuan Dynasty, observing and experiencing the people's livelihood.

The yuan realm became completely strange. The economy of benefiting the world became very different from that when he left. The cultural customs also made him feel strange and out of place, and the architectural style of the sacred cities made him vaguely think that he had come to an alien world.

People's clothes, diet, language, and even runes have become different from before.

He is like an antique dug out of an ancient tomb, which has nothing in common with the world.

Qin Mu was a little scared and confused. He wanted to see whether the idea he implemented was still there. He saw that God was for human use, and that the way of saints lay in the daily use of the people. The idea was still there. However, what made him confused was that both God and people were used to it.

They do not understand the meaning of this normality, nor do they know how many bloody battles are hidden in it, and how many people have paid their lives for it.

After all, the history of one million years is too short compared with the peace of 3.5 billion years.

Millions of years of history in 3.5 billion years, may be just a page in a thick history book, this page can not put the seven emperors of Longhan, the Red Emperor, the Ming emperor, the moon emperor and the Lingtian emperor who supported the Shang emperor era, or the dozen emperors who stood up to the sky and shouted that human life was greater than heaven.

There is no place in the book for Wuyou Township, kaihuang and his four heavenly masters, four heavenly kings, Daxu and the first ancestor emperor.

Qin Mu in this history book may be just a short text, not to mention the unforgettable battles and faces in his view.

The history books of the world can't remember these.

No one remembers the heroes buried by history, such as the drops of water in the sea and the gravel in the desert.

No one knows even the return of heroes in history.

He walked for a long time and passed through the holy cities. Some of the relics of the battlefield have been destroyed in time, and have become holy cities and high-rise buildings. Some are completely deserted and no one remembers them. Only when he passed by, he paid tribute.

"Mu Tianzun, is that you?"

Qin Mu heard a voice of vicissitudes when he was remembering in Lanfeng valley. He followed the sound and saw a big black tiger. He was stunned and smiled to meet the big black tiger.

That is the Black Tiger God, his elder martial brother.

The black tiger god rushed, turned into a gray bearded old man, hugged him, cried and laughed, and suddenly shouted, "master, your second disciple is back!"

There are several thatched cottages in the mountain forests of Lanfeng valley. The woodcutter Saint pushes open the thatched cottage door and comes out. It is still the same decoration as before, and has never changed with the changes of the world.

He is also like an antique, old-fashioned, old enough to be abandoned by the times.

Although his appearance is the same as that of the year, his hair is getting less and less like a mature dandelion.

Qin Mu strode forward and hugged the somewhat reserved woodcutter saint.

The woodcutter struggled and couldn't get rid of it. Instead, he urged the rusty axe in the corner to chop and threaten him to loosen himself, but he was quietly pressed by the Black Tiger God.

Qin Mu finally let him go.

The two of them sat down at the stone table. The woodcutter Saint had a dark face. The black tiger god hurried around, making tea, cooking and cooking. He was very diligent.

After a long time, the woodcutter sage said indifferently, "are you back?"

"Well, I'm back." Qin Mu laughed.

"When will you leave?" The woodcutter sage picked up the tea cup and said indifferently.

"Go now." Qinmu road.

The woodcutter saint's palm trembled, and the water in the cup spilled out. He said indifferently, "just come back and leave?"

Qin Mu didn't answer. Looking around, he saw that the architectural style here still maintained 3.5 billion years ago. He shook his head and said, "why does the teacher live here? The teacher has great achievements in Yankang. Wouldn't it be better to go to Tianting? And there are old friends there, which is very lively? Why so poor?"

The woodcutter sage drank tea and said faintly, "the supreme sage is nameless. You don't understand my realm."

Qin Mu laughed, and he could see that the cultivation realm of the woodcutter saint was still stuck in front of the realm of the beheading platform, and he had never boarded the beheading platform.

In theory, there are many kinds of acquired ways created in the Yankang reform, and many people with superior intelligence have proved these acquired ways to the degree of success.

If the woodcutter Saint wants to learn, he can completely complement his 360 acquired ways and cultivate each of them to the top level.

But he didn't learn.

"I don't want to go to those places. It's too noisy."

The woodcutter Saint glared at him and said, "my ability is not high. What's the use of going there to be used as a statue in the temple? I'm a living person, not a statue carved in wood and clay? I'd rather live in seclusion here."

Qin Mu stretched out his hand to touch his dandelion like head. He was stared at by the woodcutter saint and quickly withdrew his hand.

"My three disciples, except the boss, do better than me."

The Black Tiger God took the hat, which is the style of the new era. The woodcutter saint was not willing to wear the hat at first, but for fear that Qin Mu would touch his brain, he had to put it on first and said, "people now are more thoughtful than we were. They just don't have a sense of hardship. I'm uncomfortable with them. They always think I'm wordy, say I'm worried about things, and say I'm always worried about the unnecessary danger. I can't stay with those young people."

Qin Mu smiled and listened to him talk about the problems of young people in the new era. He was a little sad: "the teacher's mentality is probably really old..."

The woodcutter sage said a lot, and the food on the stone table gradually became less. They put down the dishes and chopsticks. The woodcutter sage suddenly said, "how long are you going to walk this time?"

Qin Mu said with a smile, "I don't know. Maybe I'll come back as soon as my front feet leave, or maybe I won't come back until the universe becomes void. It's also possible that once I go, I'll never come back."

The woodcutter saint is silent.

Qin Mu inspires his spirit, Laughed: "The teacher's sense of hardship will be useful. Wuyou township is just a backwater. Sooner or later, it will slowly die, and there will be new dangers. At that time, the teacher should come out of the mountain and show his ambition. Veterans will not die. They just pick up their axes and weapons in peacetime and put them in a corner to rust, and people just choose to temporarily forget them. But when the war comes again, people will remember them again, and they will Sharpen their axes and weapons and go to the battlefield again. "

He stood up and said, "teacher, you will be useful."

The woodcutter Saint stood up, looked at him and said, "when will you come back?"

Qin Mu was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "do you remember the chaotic space, teacher?"

The woodcutter sage thought for a moment and said, "the chaotic space in the sky?"

Qin Mu said, "one day in the future, chaotic space will bloom like fireworks, which is a sign of my return."

The woodcutter Saint didn't keep him and watched him go away. When his figure disappeared between the mountains in the Lanfeng Valley, he looked back and shouted, "Xiao Hei, come out to sharpen the axe!"

The black tiger god hurried forward and said, "master, is there really a war to happen? It has been peaceful for billions of years now!"

The woodcutter Saint swung his axe, and the tiger stirred the wind, saying in a deep voice, "be prepared! Grind the axe, and let's go to find our old friend!"

His voice was loud, and there was quiet fighting spirit burning in his body, and hot blood boiling.

"Zhuo Cha reincarnated. Yanyunxi is tired of playing with him every day, so I have to pull him out for a walk! And Emperor Shitian, what's his reincarnation name? By the way, did Tian Shu go to Zuting? Find it!"

"Do you know where the guy in the cold pond went? And the guy in the green wasteland! By the way, there are two fish in the cold pond..."

"Master, you have forgotten that master Hantang has passed away." The black tiger god carefully said.

The woodcutter sage was at a loss: "isn't he reincarnated?"

The Black Tiger God said: "master, he was beaten into chaos in the battle of heaven. You have been looking for him for many years. And the Qing emperor, his old man also passed away. You have forgotten the clothes tomb you built for them here. When you went to the tomb last year, you asked whose tomb it was..."

The woodcutter saint was silent for a moment and said in a muffled voice, "then don't look for them..."

————At the end of the month, the shepherd God wrote down this book and asked for the monthly ticket again~~~