Tales of Herding Gods

Chapter 1829: Great prehistoric scourge

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Qin Mu lifted Qin Lingyun high, and put her on his shoulders. Qin Lingyun was pitifully thin, with bones under his skin, not much flesh. She sat on his shoulder with some anxiety, and tightly held him with her small hands. s hair.

She looked sideways at Qin Mu's side face, and the white hair at the temples made her feel familiar. It was the face reflected in her hazy vision after she was born.

The face reassured her.

In addition to this face in memory, there is also a familiar face.

That's her mother.

Qin Mu looked at the figures in the flames. They were enlightened people who chased and killed Qin Lingyun. They intercepted their family of three on the river of chaos, forcing him to let Qin Lingyun return to the river of chaos in the first era and enter the universe of the first era. Since then, father and daughter have been separated.

This farewell was five years for Qin Lingyun. In the past five years, he had no father or mother, became an orphan, and lived a life of loneliness.

For Qin Mu and Ling Yuxiu, it lasted as long as 3.5 billion years. This kind of difference made Ling Yuxiu always have some resentment towards Qin Mu. During these 3.5 billion years, they did not ask for another second. children.

Qin Mu is fine, he just waited for 3.5 billion years, but Ling Yuxiu still has to wait.

"Seventh son!"

"chaos!"

A hoarse voice came from the sea of flames. There were shock, fear, excitement, and ridicule in the voice.

"You finally came back and chose to become the seventh son and become Chaos!" They laughed.

Qin Mu's expression was calm, he clenched his fist tightly, and slowly raised his right hand.

"Gentlemen, do you still remember? I once said on the river of chaos that I will put you all in coffins."

His five fingers spread apart: "Today I will fulfill my promise."

boom!

In the flames, the Dao trees suddenly exploded, and those prehistoric enlightened beings shouted angrily, and they fled in all directions. among!

Their Dao trees were cut neatly in the sea of fire, and turned into pieces of wood, with strange runes flashing and changing on the wood.

That's a Chaos rune, Yuan!

Bang bang bang!

A piece of wood made of Tao tree was assembled in the chaotic sea of fire, and the branches of Tao tree became wooden nails, which were nailed into each coffin board.

One after another, enlightened people from various cosmic eras were captured by those coffins, and they screamed and were dragged into their respective coffins. Huge coffin boards flew up and landed on the coffins, and the wooden nails were nailed down, nailing the coffin boards together. die.

In the chaotic sea of flames, the Taoist soldiers of these enlightened people melted one after another, turning into chains that shuttled through the sea of flames, penetrating and locking the coffins.

"I am Chaos."

Qin Mu took his daughter Qin Lingyun to walk in the sea of flames, and the coffins behind him floated with him under the traction of chains: "When I went back to the past and came to the first era, I was already invincible."

The vibrating sound came from those coffins, it was those enlightened people from all cosmic eras struggling, trying to break through the coffins and escape from birth.

Their cultivation bases are extremely powerful, and the enlightened people who dare to intercept Qin Mu and his wife on the way are not simple people. The strength of each of them can be compared with the master of Miluo Palace!

However, facing Qin Mu, who has become a prince of chaos, they are still much inferior.

"You don't need to struggle, I will create a space in this void that cannot be destroyed even by the eon of destruction and the eon of creation, and use it as a place to store pickles."

Qin Mu raised his hand, and a huge area in the shattering Ultimate Void suddenly became stable, and coffins and coffins flew past Qin Mu's father and daughter, and flew there.

"I'm not trying to protect you through the catastrophe of destruction and the catastrophe of creation. In fact, this space just shrinks the power of the catastrophe of creation many times, delaying it for an unknown number of years."

Qin Mu watched the group of coffins fly away, and his voice turned into a Taoist voice, which was heard steadily into the ears of the enlightened ones in the coffins.

"Creation Tribulation will always chase you, obliterating your future time and time again, allowing you to slowly watch your own death slowly approaching. The power of Creation Tribulation will allow you to grow together with the coffin, and let you There will never be escape. It will kill you little by little."

"And this process will last for hundreds of billions of years!"

"You broke up our father and daughter, made it impossible for mother and daughter to see each other, and broke up our husband and wife. This is my punishment for you!"

The catastrophe of the first era of the universe came as scheduled. The master of the Mira Palace turned into a voice with great mana, summoned all the enlightened people and saints in the whole universe, and brought all the creatures of all the heavens to the ancestral court, and boarded the Golden Temple The boat, use the golden boat to cross the catastrophe.

This was an incomparably spectacular scene. Golden palaces emerged one after another on the cross-world golden boat. The interior of the golden palaces was like heavens, containing the environment necessary for the survival of all living beings.

The first era is an era of incomparable brilliance, and the height of development of this universe is not as good as even Yankang. The golden ship built by the owner of Miro Palace with all the wealth of this universe is naturally no small matter.

When the catastrophe came, the huge golden boat crossed the thick chaotic river, broke through the river against the heat and cold wind, and drove on the chaotic river, the owner of Miro Palace couldn't hide his excitement.

The golden boat was not destroyed in the catastrophe!

His voice was hoarse, and he laughed loudly. During the laughter, the Dao trees of the enlightened people on the golden boat were turned into ashes, and the Dao fruit dissipated. Only then did he notice that his fellow Taoists had already passed through the golden boat. After passing through the catastrophe, it turned into bones.

The master of Miluo Palace was stunned, standing at the bow of the boat, watching the bones of fellow Taoists breaking and collapsing.

Suddenly, he yelled and rushed to the halls on the golden boat.

The first hall was empty, everything in the hall was destroyed and turned into chaos!

The second hall is empty!

The third hall is empty!

The master of Miluo Palace went crazy, rushing into and out of one hall after another, he screamed like crazy, there were no syllables in his cry, no Tao contained in it, only a dry howl.

He seemed to have suffered an extremely serious Tao injury, and rushed into those golden palaces over and over again, even though he had entered some golden palaces more than once.

"Father, what is he doing?" In the chaotic river, beside Qin Mu, the little girl Qin Lingyun raised her head and asked her father.

"He is looking for his own Dao heart, looking for his own ideas."

Qin Mu looked at this scene from afar, lowered his head and said to Qin Lingyun: "His Dao heart has collapsed, his ideals have collapsed, and he wants to get it back. Maybe in the future, I will be like him, finding my own ideals, and finding myself. Dao Xin."

The owner of Miluo Palace searched again and again, but he was the only one left in the whole golden ship. In the end, he sat down slumped and stared blankly at the chaotic river.

The golden boat for crossing the world drifted along the long river of chaos, and the catastrophe was imminent, but it couldn't shake the boat or him.

The master of Miluo Palace's Dao heart was dead and silent, as if he was about to enter the Dao of Annihilation.

At this time, a man with gray sideburns led a little girl to the golden boat.

The master of Miluo Palace looked at him blankly, and suddenly his eyeballs moved, and the man with gray temples gave him the disciple salute.

"Visitor from the future?"

The master of Miluo Palace returned the salute and said, "I have seen something from you that does not belong to this universe. You seem to have traveled a long way in time. Are you from the future?"

"Teacher, I am your seventh disciple, Chaos."

Qin Mu said, "Come back here to see you."

The master of Miluo Palace looked at them blankly, and suddenly asked: "Is the future okay?"

"The future is fine." Qin Mu smiled.

The master of Miluo Palace fell silent, his dead Taoist heart seemed to be slowly recovering, and his ideas returned. He staggered into the golden palaces, mourning the past friends, past sentient beings and years in the golden palaces.

After a long time, he walked out of the golden palace, and his seventh disciple and the little girl had disappeared.

The master of Miro Palace felt lost.

After the destruction kalpa, it is the creation kalpa.

When the Creation Tribulation broke out, the Five Tais evolved, and when the Dao of Tai Chi evolved into the Myriad Daos of Heaven and Earth, a new universe was born.

The old man Wuya sat in the fairy pond under the World Tree, fetching the primordial liquid of primordial essence and rubbing the mud on his body out of boredom. Although the catastrophe of destruction and the catastrophe of creation were grand and magnificent, they always made him covered in dust.

"Brother Wuya."

Hearing this voice, old man Wuya looked out from the fairy pond, and saw a man with gray temples leading a little girl walking, he jumped out of the fairy pond quickly, put on his clothes quickly, and said with a smile: "I know you ! You are not from this universe, I saw you jump out of the chaos."

"I am Chaos, the seventh disciple of the master of Miluo Palace. I will benefit from brother Dao in the future. I am here to thank brother Dao for his assistance."

The young man smiled and said: "Brother Dao will help me in the future, but I can't repay him. I owe Brother Dao a favor, so I have to go back to the past and write an IOU for Brother Dao."

The old man Wu Ya laughed and said: "It turns out that I am Mi Luo's apprentice. What status am I, in terms of seniority, Mi Luo will also call me senior, and still use your IOU? Not a reed! Forget it, forget it, don't need an IOU. "

Qin Mu looked kindly: "Brother Dao, let's accept it. Maybe it will be useful in the future?"

He wrote the IOU, and Old Man Wuya took it casually. Seeing this, Qin Mu kindly reminded him, "Brother Dao, this IOU won't survive the Kalpa of Destruction and Creation, it's better to put it in the root of the tree."

The old man Wuya did as he did, and said with a smile, "You are a bit interesting."

He looked at the little girl beside Qin Mu, and felt that Bingxue was cute. He asked in confusion, "I saw a little girl next to you in the first era's catastrophe. Is she the one? Why hasn't she grown up yet?"

Qin Mu said with a smile: "She was born in the future and lived by absorbing the catastrophe. She has already absorbed the power of the next few catastrophes. Only the power of the catastrophe of the first era was absorbed after she was born, so she only started to absorb it after she was born. Only the first era can grow."

"There are other weird things like this?"

The old man Wuya was surprised, seeing his extraordinary conversation, he became interested, sat and talked with him, the longer we chatted, the more he felt that this person was extraordinary.

Qin Mu looked around, there was no one in this vast ancestral garden, only the Wu Tai was gathering, brewing, and the Wu Tai gods were waiting to be born.

"Don't look at it, it's not for you."

The old man Wu Ya smiled and said: "Mi Luo has been guarding there for a long time. He took away the creatures in the first mine vein when they were born. By the way, you are also his disciple. You come from the future, so you must know that I am in the future. How about it, right?"

Qin Mu said solemnly: "Old Ancestor Wuya has boundless mana, and its might runs through every universe. Countless enlightened people surrender and defend the Ancestor!"

The old man Wu Ya laughed loudly: "You are so nice to speak! You are indeed the seventh child of Mi Luo's family! I like you very much!"

In the second era, the master of Miluo Palace entered the world to cross people, and taught the way of the gods. The lives in the world gradually increased, and many ancient gods and beings of various races followed him to learn and learn.

The eldest disciple of the master of Miluo Palace is still a young boy, he has already received the true biography of the master of Miluo Palace, and sometimes he will preach for the teacher.

On this day, he met a strange pair of father and daughter, looked at them curiously, but couldn't see where they came from.

The Taishang felt awe-inspiring, got up and asked, "Where did the two Taoist brothers come from?"

Qin Mu hurriedly said: "Brother Taishang, I am your seventh junior brother Chaos. I joined the sect later than you, so I can't afford to be a Taoist brother!"

Too dazed.

Qin Mu said: "What is the origin of senior brother?"

Taishang said: "I was born in the Taiyi mine, originally an egg. The teacher enlightened me and let me practice with him."

Qin Mu suddenly realized and laughed.

"It's no wonder that Tai Yi always can't beat the young master Tai Shang, and is always beaten by the Tai Shang, that's how it is, that's how it is!"

He finally figured out the crux of the problem. Taiyi is the soul of the Lord of the Heavenly Capital. He seized the Taiyi of the seventeenth era. Because it was a seizure, his comprehension and use of the way of Taiyi was always a little bit short Huohou was repeatedly restrained by the emperor, and was finally captured and put into the coffin of the burial god!

"Brother, did the teacher take you to Guixu?" Qin Mu asked with a smile.

The Taishang felt that his smile was malicious, but since he was a junior, he thought he would not hurt himself, so he shook his head and said, "No."

"Why don't you go and have a look?" Qin Mu said persuasively.