Tales of Herding Gods

There is a figure in the Emperor's Hall. It is very burly. Qin Mu walks up the steps of this temple. The box is followed by the legs and ankles. Qin Mu raises his hand. The box stops outside the hall and gathers his limbs to land.

The box smashed open a slit, the box sewed, the dragon unicorn bones turned to the eyeballs, and the glimpses of the four graves were all ridiculous graves. After thinking about it, it was difficult to climb out. The belly was carefully attached to the ground and followed by Qin Mu, and the tail was also He put it very low, and he didn't dare to stick to the ground, afraid of making a sound.

Suddenly, Long Qilin felt that his tail had been slammed by something, and he screamed and screamed, and his hair and scales all exploded.

Qin Mu looked back and looked at it. Long Qilin quickly lifted his claws into his mouth, and there was no sound.

He looked back and saw the box slamming behind him. It was just that this thing stepped on his tail and scared himself to death.

Qin Mu had a headache and wanted to drive them out. He felt that it was wrong to drive these two guys in such a sacred and solemn place. They had to slap their heads and let them follow behind them. They whispered: "If you are noisy, a chopping wood. Burning the fire, one is eating meat on the table!"

He came to the back of the figure, and he realized that he was not shorter than the other side. When he was still a long body, he was only one inch shorter than the other.

However, this figure gave him a very high impression. This is the psychological impact brought to him by the momentum and temperament.

This figure is the ancestor of the ancestors, Qin Mu once saw his stone statue in Xiao Yujing.

"Are you the thirty-sixth generation emperor?"

The first ancestor looked at him sideways. This is a man who is only in his thirties. He has a beard and is very tough, giving him a very reliable and reliable feeling.

"It is the thirty-seventh generation."

Qin Mudao: "The village head is my master. I will get started. I am here for the first time."

He looked forward and looked at it a little, and he discovered what the ancestors were watching.

It was a row of bookshelves with a lot of books on it. There is a lot of space in the Emperor's Hall, but there is no golden decoration in the imagination of Qin Mu. There is no tall statue of the gods. There is no luxury, and some are just rows of bookshelves.

Qin Mu went forward and picked up a book. The writing on it was very strange, but he felt a familiar sword from the line.

This is the book written by the village chief.

This book is the master of the village, and he has had many confrontations with Qiao Xingjun. In the book, he discusses the various exercises of Qiao Xingjun and the pros and cons of Shentong, and studies its flaws.

Qin Mu put down the book and picked up another book. This book is written with Yu Jun's magical powers and its advantages and disadvantages. He roughly looked at other books, and it was mostly about the experience of the gods of the gods.

Qin Mu also found the sword map, which is a large file. The village chief will cultivate his own sword map. The operation and artistic conception of each sword method are recorded, which is obviously prepared for future generations.

He came to the second bookshelf, and the writing on the bookshelf was full of majesty. There was a sense of volcanic eruption, which should be the book of the Qikang Emperor.

These books are also descriptions of the merits and demerits of the gods' gods, and the methods of their own guessing. In addition to this, it is the self-defense of Qi Kang.

However, the Qikang Emperor wrote in the book that the people who practiced his exercises are stupid. He has never won the gods in his life. The practice of refining him will only take his old path, and the lines between the lines are obviously discouraged.

"It is no wonder that every generation of emperors will not cultivate their Master's exercises, and they must stubbornly develop a new practice." Qin Mu suddenly understood the ancient emperors of the capital.

They are all losers. They don't want their disciples to go their own way. The reason they leave their own exercises is probably because this is their life's hard work. They want to have a successor, but they can't pass it on to their disciples. .

This may be the biggest regret of their life.

"The books on these shelves are all on the go."

The first ancestors came and touched the books on the bookshelf. They said: "They all regard the gods as the biggest opponents. They use their hard work and want to level the gods. Unfortunately, they have failed. You can stay here. Good health research for a while will help you develop your own path."

Qin Mu shook his head and said: "The gods of the gods have been killed and injured most of the time. The four kings of the dynasty have died in battle. The gods of today are no longer ill. The books on this shelf, in addition to the exercises of the emperors of the past, have already been It’s useless. My goal is not to be a **** of the gods, nor to flatten the gods."

The ancestors of the ancestors revealed the color of surprise and looked to him: "What is your goal?"

Qin Mu looked directly at the eyes of the sage, Shen Sheng: "My goal is to tear open this false sky, reform this uneven world, reform the law, and reproduce a prosperous world that does not belong to the emperor!"

His eager eyes, loudly said: "The ancestor, this is your goal?"

"No."

The eyes of the ancestors faded and shook their heads: "I don't have the ideal of being so ambitious. I have been leveled out by the years and the enemy. You are still young, you still have the energy to work hard, and I am just a disheartened old man. Sooner or later, The years will smooth you, the enemy will smooth you, then, when you come to the Emperor's Hall, you will leave a book like other emperors, write your own failures into a book, and expect future generations to do what you can't do. thing."

His voice is a little cold and more and more cruel: "You are a loser, just like them, you will quietly take a grasshopper, you are sitting in the grass, you are desperate, you do not want your successor to go back The road to your failure, but the responsibility of the Emperor will make you have to find a descendant. You will shed tears of remorse in the grasshopper, you will resent your respected Master, you will engrave your own monument, write yours on the tablet failure."

He sneered: "You think you don't have a grave, don't deserve to see the ancestors, and then you will swallow the last breath, just like the dead bones in the grass!"

Qin Mu's eyes wide open and he looked at him incredulously. He felt that the image of the ancestors of the wise gods in his heart suddenly collapsed!

The ancestors cold ice ice: "Do you still want to be a human emperor? I tell you a cruel fact, there is no one in this world!"

His voice is extremely cold: "I rescued the various ethnic groups from the disaster. I already knew that I was a loser! I rescued them because I am weak. I can’t see these mortals. I can’t see these races die in mine. In front. But, I am just a deserter!"

He laughed and pointed at the countless tombs in the mist outside the Emperor's Hall. He said: "I am the deserter on this battlefield. When I fled, I thought of moving away from this hell! I fled, no. Fighting with them, I fled alone! I have thought about it for countless times if I stayed there. There is only one result, that is, like them, become a dead body!"

He smiled a little crazy: "Yes, they are dead, I have survived and become the emperor in the hearts of the world! The world respects me, because I took them to the place where they can live, how then I just turned them into prisoners. The whole day is fake. They are all big cages. They are prisons that cannot escape. Everyone is a prisoner in the cage! I did not take them out. I just sent them into the prison of the gods!"

"People? Haha! There is no one in this world!"

He angered the crown, stepped forward, approached Qin Mu, the horrible momentum forced Qin Mu to retreat: "Throw your ridiculous fantasy, let go of the burden of your heart, you are not the emperor, from beginning to end, the emperor is fake, but only It is the murderer who sent the world into the cages of the gods!"

His breath forced Qin Mu to breathe, and he had to push his strength to fight.

"So why are you coming back?"

Qin Mu's chest was almost flattened, and he took a hard breath. He said: "Why are you coming back to make a monument to these dead people? Why are they buried? Why are the weapons they used in battle?"

The ancestors suddenly calmed down and lowered their heads: "I am back again, returning to this battlefield and burying them because I have a flaw in my heart. I know that I am not worthy of being a human being. I am here to redeem."

Qin Mu is hard to set the channel: "Is there no hope in your heart?"

The first ancestor said with no expression: "No. Young people, let go of the fantasy in your heart. This man is a farce, and it should be long."

Qin Mu bowed his head, after a moment, looked up and smiled, as always, the big boy's sunny smile: "You failed, they failed, but I have not lost. You are not a man, I will do it."

The ancestors sneered, revealing the sarcasm: "What do you do?"

Qin Mu loudly said: "My surname is Qin, my ancestors are Kaihuang, I have the blood of the Qin family in Wushou Township, I am still a hegemon, I will do it! Is there a problem?"

The first ancestor side, sneer smiled: "You have too many names, and there are too many glory in your heart. How can you open the blood of the emperor? The emperor has lost, and he has not appeared in 20,000 years. How can he do it? The body is just a legend. I have never heard of any achievements in the hegemony. You are just a girl, a child... but let me break your fantasies!"

He narrowed his sleeve and suddenly attacked Qin Mu.

Qin Mu was shocked and hurriedly blocked, but felt that the power from his attack was not so powerful and could not help.

When the ancestors broke out, the magical powers suddenly picked up the books on the bookshelf and slammed into the air.

"Don't ruin these books!"

Qin Mu was furious, bursting out and banging out, and a big bell appeared behind him as a bell rang. The fourteen-fold gods surrounded him and turned into fourteen halo.

"The practice of the Great Leiyin Temple, the small ear."

The first ancestor broke away, and a boxing Zhongqin chest, said indifferently: "Only by these, you can't protect the book, you can't protect yourself."

Qin Mu was kicked by him. He was in the air and the black shadow sticked to the ground. The ancestor's toes were on the ground, and he was shaken out of the shadows. The spirit was a sword and he was stabbed to Qin Mumei.

"This is the point, you will only be dead in the future!"

The ancestors smiled and said: "You are also a loser."

Qin Mu was furious, gathering gas as a sword, pointing out, and the two men’s swords collided with each other. The swordsman screamed and screamed, and a book that fell in the air was smashed by swords.

Qin Muyu wants to split: "Don't ruin their efforts!"

"You come to block me."

The ancestors smiled and said: "You can't win me. What you left is just a bunch of stuff!"