I have 99 innate treasures

Chapter 294 The Eighth Treasure Holder
When Qi Delong finished speaking, Qi Haiquan subconsciously widened his eyes, and for a long time he did not come back to his senses, just muttering "The incarnation of Tao? The reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor?"

After a moment, he finally reacted and asked in surprise: "Is this possible? Didn't the First Emperor have a connection with the sky?"

Qi Delong shook his head slowly and said, "Of course it's impossible. What I said is just a metaphor. After the First Emperor opened the heaven and earth, the gods and immortals could not descend to the land of Shenzhou no matter what means they used."

"Some of those people in Dayu who are extremely talented and are rumored to be the reincarnations of immortals and gods are immortals who came down from Ziweiyuan during the later years of the First Emperor."

"They can't survive under the Qing Emperor's formation, so they can only choose to reincarnate. However, the chance of this is too small, so not many people succeed in reincarnation."

"As for the Tao...it is outside the world, so how could it be reincarnated as a human?"

When Qi Haiquan heard what he said, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"As for Qin Mu..."

Qi Delong paused, his eyes showing a thoughtful look, and said with a suspicious tone: "I am more inclined to believe that he is a man of great power created directly by the will of Shenzhou at the end of Yuanhui, a figure like the four emperors Qing, Jing, Shao, and Qi. The meaning of his existence is to represent all living things to fight against the immortals and gods."

"The one who carries the tripod?"

Qi Haiquan was stunned at first, then raised his eyebrows and said without thinking: "Like Yao Yuqing?"

Qi Delong nodded gently and said, "Qin Mu's talent is even more amazing than the four emperors of the human race. If he is given fifty-three years, he will definitely become an extremely terrifying existence!"

"That's why I explained everything to Qin Mu."

"It's no secret that the Qilin Clan can see qi. He has just entered the world, so he doesn't know much about it. But as his cultivation and vision improve, the fact that the Qilin Clan can see qi can no longer be hidden from him."

"At that time, he will certainly start to wonder if the reason why His Highness made friends with him was because he saw something strange in him through his talent of seeing qi."

As Qi Delong said this, Qi Haiquan's expression changed immediately.

By then, his relationship with Qin Mu would inevitably reach freezing point, and Qin Mu would even be wary of him.

Qi Delong saw his face turn ugly, and knew that he had figured it out. He stroked his beard and said, "For ordinary people, it doesn't matter whether it's coercion or inducement."

"But Your Highness, for people with extraordinary luck and talent, it is better to make everything clear so that they can get along better and avoid any future troubles."

Qi Haiquan took a deep breath, bowed and said: "Thank you, Great Elder, for clearing up my doubts. If not for this, I am afraid I would still be immersed in it and eventually bring disaster to the Qilin clan."

Qi Delong shook his head slowly and said with a smile: "Your Highness should think carefully about how to repair the relationship with him. Perhaps Qin Mu has already begun to be wary of us in his heart at this moment."

Qi Haiquan nodded slightly and said, "My gift has not been sent yet. In a few days, I will use this as an excuse to invite him to come to Wanbao Tower again..." When he said this, he paused and frowned, "But before that, I have to report the matter of the 'Masked Immortal King' to Dayu."

Qi Delong nodded when he heard this, and then talked to him about his ideas.

At the same time, Qin Mu had returned to Zhuxian Tower.

When he pushed open the door and walked into the cave, he saw Mingshui sitting quietly beside the hot spring, with a mysterious aura, as if he was practicing some martial arts.

Qin Mu did not disturb him when he saw this. He went to the desk, picked up the Jade Disc of Creation, and asked it to evolve a new treasure forging technique for him.

The Jade Disc of Creation is not spiritual enough, and the holder of the treasure needs to provide it with the power of deduction before it can make deductions.

When it was deducing the 'Taiyi Mysterious Method', it consumed more than 6 million points of Qin Mu's luck. The 'Four Spirits Atlas' that Mingshui was currently practicing consumed 200,000 points of luck.

The 'Record of the Star Official's Treasure Forging' consumed 100,000 points of luck.

Since all this luck was contributed by Qin Mu on his own initiative, it was not restricted by the auspicious golden elixir.

Fortunately, he had enough luck. If it were an ordinary cultivator, any of the above-mentioned techniques would be able to drain their luck and make them suffer bad luck.

And this time, in order to allow the Jade Disc of Creation to derive a strong enough secret book of treasure forging, Qin Mu contributed a full 10 million points of luck to it.

Perhaps because of too much luck, the bright white light emitted by the Jade Disc of Creation is brighter than when he was deducing the "Taiyi Mysterious Method".

This also made Qin Mu feel a little excited.

The time it takes for the Jade Disc of Creation to deduce a technique is generally within one or two hours, so Qin Mu naturally couldn't just stand there and wait foolishly.

As the time for the Sea and Land Conference is approaching, he has to quickly prepare for the birth of the Zixiao Palace.

After a thought summoned the Liantian Coffin from the Qiankun World, Qin Mu placed his hand on the Liantian Coffin to inquire about his own lifespan and fortune.

When he touched the lid of the Liantian Coffin, which felt like flesh, he shuddered subconsciously even though he was prepared.

At this time, the Liantian Coffin told him through a consciousness that he currently had 72,941 years left to live, 299,919,021 points of luck, and 370,959 points of merit.

When Qin Mu learned that he still had so much luck, he suddenly remembered the words of the Qilin clan's great elder.

"Will your aura leak out for a moment when you transform?"

He murmured softly and decided to wait until the Jade Disc of Creation deduced the secret code of forging treasures, and then let it deduce a technique that could conceal one's own aura.

After this thought flashed through his mind, he focused his attention on the Liantian Coffin and ordered it to select one of the corpses in the coffin and refine it into a Hanba of the Mahayana realm.

Liantian Guan told him last time that to refine a Hanba of the Mahayana peak, one would need to spend 10,000 years of life and wait for ten days.

At the same time, you can shorten this time by one day by consuming one hundred years of your life.

In other words, he only needs to spend another thousand years of his life to make this Mahayana-level Hanba born within twelve hours.

Recalling the time when he was almost drained by the Refining Heaven Coffin when the Nether Water was being refined, Qin Mu did not plan to shorten the time this time.

Besides, there are still more than forty days before the sea and land conference is held.

Fearing that the incident of almost being drained would happen again, Qin Mu made preparations in advance this time. While giving the order, he also sat cross-legged on the ground with his back against the Liantian Coffin, ready to regulate his breathing at any time.

But even though he was prepared, when a strange chill seeped into his body through the Liantian Coffin, Qin Mu still felt a black screen before his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, many symptoms such as dizziness, nausea, and general weakness appeared.

Qin Mu endured these symptoms and began to mobilize the Qi in his body and followed the roadmap of the practice, hoping that the Qi in his body could alleviate these symptoms.

But at the same time, that strange chill also traveled through his meridians throughout his body, seeping into his blood, flesh, and marrow. The feeling that his blood, flesh, and marrow were melting and a strong sense of detachment descended upon him again.

But perhaps because the life span lost this time was not as much as last time, these feelings only appeared for a few breaths and then disappeared as the strange coolness left the body.

"call……"

Qin Mu took a few deep breaths, raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and muttered to himself in a weak voice.

"I have to find a way to increase my lifespan. Otherwise, as my lifespan gets shorter, this feeling will get stronger and stronger."

After saying this, he forced his weak body to sit up straight, closed his eyes again and began to regulate his breathing.

At the same time, the Twelve-Rank Pure World White Lotus, which could not be detected or blocked by any existence, circled over the Shenzhou Continent for a long time, and at this moment returned to the sky above Baiyun City again. It instantly turned into a ray of white light, penetrated the city defense formation, and fell into the city.

Qin Mansion;

Cang Bo, a fat man with a ruddy complexion, was lying in a rocking chair under the shade of a tree, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan in his hand.

Not far from him, the two brothers Cang Shasheng and Cang Sharen, who were full of energy, were not affected by the hot weather at all. They were playing and fighting in the spacious courtyard under the scorching sun.

Judging from their appearance alone, Cang Shasheng is a strong and honest boy with a full forehead, while Cang Sharen has a pointed face and a thin body, appearing a little frail.

But they have the same personality, both are fearless and reckless, so among the four brothers and sisters, they get along better.

At this moment, the sturdy Cang Shasheng imitated the actions of the Cangshan Old Demon, narrowed his eyes, and stared sinisterly at Cang Sharen, who was two meters away from him. As if pinching his throat, he said in a hoarse voice: "Little thing, you dare to own a wooden sword exactly like this one, I will never let you live!"

"Fa Bao!"

After saying that, he waved his strong arms.

The next moment, the wooden sword quietly placed at his feet slowly floated up, swaying, and drifted towards the thin Cang Sha Ren at a very slow speed.

Cang Sha Ren, who was opposite him, deliberately widened his eyes, showing an angry look, and sneered: "What a fearless little thing, you dare to attack me, Cang Shan Xiao Mo, you have a magic weapon but I don't have one?"

As he finished speaking, he also waved his arms.

Then the wooden sword placed at his feet slowly floated up and headed towards the other wooden sword.

When the two wooden swords collided with each other, the tips of the swords all tilted and moved in other directions.

But both of them jogged forward a few steps at the same time, raised their hands, grasped the hilts of their swords, and started fighting with their swords, bang bang bang.

After hearing the sound, Cang Bo, who was lying under the shade of a tree, looked at them with half-closed eyes and then closed them again.

Ever since Qin Mu bought them these two magical wooden swords that could be controlled by sound and slowly float up, Cang Shasheng and Cang Sharen began to "fight".

And they had already fought in the yard all night last night, and each person took on the role of 'Cangshan Little Devil' once.

In the side room, Cang Ziyu, who already had a handsome appearance, scratched his scalp in distress after hearing the banging sounds in the yard. Then he tore off a bit of the straw paper in front of him, crumpled it into two balls and stuffed them into his ears.

He blinked his eyes, and when he felt that he could no longer hear any sound in the yard, he contentedly picked up the brush that Qin Mu had bought for him, which did not require dipping in ink to write, and began to copy a piece of calligraphy.

On the bed in his room, Cang Ziling was sleeping soundly with his legs spread out.

Along with the sound of wooden swords striking each other coming from the yard, suddenly a white light crossed the yard at an extremely fast speed, flew in from the wide open window, and landed directly on Cang Ziling who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Cang Ziling seemed to sense something, but did not wake up. He just pursed his lips, turned over, and fell asleep on his side.

But her dream changed at this moment.

She dreamed that the old demon Cangshan, whom she had not seen for a long time, held her hand and led her to a sea of ​​white flowers.

Then a lotus with petals as white as jade, clean and flawless, flowed around it with a soft, holy white light, but outside it, a lotus platform filled with nine-color light appeared from the white sea of ​​flowers and slowly floated in front of her.

She couldn't help but climb onto the lotus platform, and suddenly she felt the hot air around her become cool, and a light, refreshing floral fragrance filled the air around her.

The 'Old Demon of Cangshan' standing not far away sneered at her and said, "This lotus platform is called the Twelve-Rank Pure World White Lotus. It is one of the fragments of a certain Chaos Treasure and has the power of purification."

"Those who carry the lotus platform will not be disturbed by inner demons, nor will they be beset by disasters."

"When you sit on the lotus platform, you can make your mind clear and protected from the harm of all things. You can also use the power of purification to observe the truth of heaven and earth."

“Although this lotus platform is incomplete, as long as you expel the filth of the world, you can restore the spirituality of the Twelve-Rank Pure World White Lotus.”

Although Cang Ziling was playing on the lotus platform, she was also listening carefully to what the 'Old Demon of Cangshan' told her.

At the same time, far away in the ruins of Wanfo Mountain, the old demon Cangshan, who was sitting cross-legged next to the 'Golden Body of Emperor Yu' and silently practicing the magical power 'Heavenly Soul Pulling Light Technique', suddenly seemed to realize something, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking towards the direction of Baiyun City following his mysterious perception.

Through the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit, he could clearly sense that in that direction, an innate treasure that was closely related to him had found its holder.

Recalling what it told him when he obtained the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit, the Old Demon Cangshan slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Finally, one of the fragments of Chaos Blue Lotus has appeared..."

He murmured softly, and a chilling coldness appeared in his triangular eyes. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said with a bit of murderous intent: "There are still twenty-five days... When the agreement with Emperor Yu is over, I will go and see who got this treasure."

It's not like he couldn't just walk away from here and treat the agreement as bullshit.

It was not for the purpose of setting up seafood workshops for him in various places in Dayu as Emperor Yu said.

Since killing several Mahayana monks two days ago, the old demon Cangshan’s need for merit is no longer so urgent.

The reason why he did not leave was actually to allow the four little devils he adopted to join the Imperial College and receive better guidance.

He still feels guilty about killing Cang Ziyu and his four siblings in order to guard against Yao Yuqing.

It was this guilt that made him stay obediently in the ruins and guard this broken copper and iron statue for Emperor Yu.

Otherwise, with his lawless nature, how could he abide by the agreement and stay here.

(End of this chapter)