Tales of Herding Gods

Chapter 1826: Chapter 1820, undying old soldier

Translator: 549690339

Young Master Grand Supreme Watched Qin Mu leave and entered the forest of obelisks. In the Forest of obelisks, Tai Yi sat there, and the dao fruits on the dao tree behind him shone brilliantly.

Grand Supreme bowed to greet him, and Tai Yi stood up to return the greeting.

“Fellow Daoist, I’ve already discussed with seventh young master to send you back to the sixteenth epoch with the members of Heaven Cleaving Society.”

Grand supreme said, “If fellow Daoist and the members of Heaven Cleaving Society were still here, seventh young master would probably have evil thoughts in his heart. He would definitely kill the splitting open heavens faction and allow fellow Daoist to be reincarnated. Although the splitting open heavens faction has done many evil deeds, it is also a possibility to save the future. However, the harm caused by the splitting open heavens faction is too great. I’m afraid that he will not let you off.”

Tai Yi said, “Eldest young master is feeling guilty because of the matter of the owner of the Palace of Yiluo killing the heavenly capital back then. Hence, he wants to compensate me and the Splitting Open Heavens Faction?”

The eldest young master shook his head. “If teacher had not killed Tian du back then, the members of the heaven opening society would still have become the members of the Heaven Opening Society. It would not have changed because of this. The members of the Heaven Opening Society in Tian Du City possessed the power to split the heavens and earth. They did not control themselves and abused this power. In comparison, the Yiluo Palace is more orderly and less harmful.”

“Bullsh * T!”From the obelisks, the faces of the members of the Heaven Opening Society appeared. They all scolded the eldest young master for his stinky words.

Those heaven-cleaving masses were cursing and ridiculing the Miluo Palace for using their power to bully others. If Heaven capital city was given time to grow, ten of the Masters of the Miluo Palace would also be killed by the Master of Heaven Capital City, and ten of the Miluo Palace would also be flattened.

The Master of the Miluo Palace was jealous of their power, so he killed the Master of Heaven Capital City before they could grow up.

The heaven-cleaving masses ridiculed the master of the Miluo Palace for having no tolerance for others. If it were them, they would have long solved the destruction and creation of the universe, creating a perfect world.

They also ridiculed the Miluo Palace master for his incompetence and for exhausting his dao heart to the point of death. He deserved to die.

Young Master Tai Yi did not mind.

Tai Yi frowned. He was also helpless against these heaven-cleaving masses. He said, “How are you going to send us back to the 16th epoch?”

“I will transform into the Dao and return all my strength to the universe.”

Just as Tai Yi said this, the heaven-cleaving masses laughed again. One after another, they said, “Young Master Tai Yi, this loser is going to be like that old scoundrel, the Miluo Palace Master. His Dao Heart Is Dead!”

The prime minister continued, “It’s useless to keep my dao tree. So, I plan to borrow your axe to chop off my dao tree and make a ship to send you to the sixteenth epoch.”

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The crowd was suppressed in the stone tablet and laughed out loud, “Prime Minister, Old Bastard, won’t Your Dao tree benefit us? If you have the ability, then leave your dao fruit for us to use as a sacrifice!”

“With your ability, you can trap us? Wait until we are free from your dao ship, then we will kill our way to the seventeenth epoch and heal your dead head!”

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Tai Yi said, “I will build a DAO ship and send you to the sixteenth epoch. However, before that, the seventh young master must return to the past and become the seventh young master. Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare send you back.”

Tai Yi said, “Are you afraid that he will go back on his words and kill all the people who split the heavens when you reincarnate?”

Grand supreme said, “Seventh young master has killed quite a number of people in the past sixteen universe eras. His style makes it hard for people to be at ease. I have to see him return to the past before I can be at ease.”

Tai Yi nodded. “Me too.”

The two of them sat down and waited quietly.

Qin Mu walked slowly and first went to the original site of the ancestral court. It had already become a battlefield for Dao practitioners. The primordial cauldron of the ancestral court had been riddled with holes by young master’s unique treasures, and the unique treasures of the few young masters had all been destroyed, only great young master’s Supreme Heavens Well was left.

The hall master and Dao practitioners of Miluo Palace switched from offense to defense and defended heavenly well, making it impossible for LAN Yutian, Xu Shenghua, and the rest to break through.

Qin Mu looked at the battlefield from afar before floating away. He strolled through the starry sky and went to the four poles heaven. The four poles of the universe had become even larger, and there were all kinds of races living here. The four Poles Heaven had long become unfamiliar to him.

When he came to South Heaven from South Pole Heaven, he saw that the heavens here were like little eternal peace. Everything seemed to be in order, and the gods were in charge of power. They used their power to serve the mortals, and their commerce flourished, all kinds of resources were provided to the gods.

Qin Mu walked through the heavens, and there weren’t many people who knew him anymore.

Three and a half billion years of history made everything extremely unfamiliar.

He walked past the ruins of the battlefield and stood there to remember the heroic spirits who had died in the past. He even looked for the graves of his enemies, but unfortunately, he couldn’t find them.

It had been too long, and the people of the world had already forgotten him. They had forgotten the people who had fought for the future.

They might not understand what the people of the past had fought for or why they had died. They might not understand the people who had risked their lives and shed their blood in the era of five tribulations.

In fact, they didn’t even have the interest to understand the history of the era of five tribulations.

Long Han, Chi Ming, high emperor, founding emperor, Eternal Peace, generation after generation of people’s struggles were stained with dust just like that. Not many people brushed away the dust and read the dust-covered pages.

Qin Mu was filled with melancholy as he finally came to origin world.

Origin world was bigger and heavier than when he had left. The ancestral court no longer existed and had become a heavy weapon. Origin world replaced the ancestral court and became the center of all the worlds in the universe.

Eternal Peace’s Heavenly Court was built here, and the origin wood on Gongsun Fu’s main body had also become lush and green. The little girl who had treated him like a tree that needed watering back then had become the symbol of origin world.

Qin Mu was like a mortal as he walked around the cities of the origin world, observing and experiencing the lives of the people.

The origin world had become completely unfamiliar. The economy of the world had become very different from when he had left. The culture and customs had also become so unfamiliar that they were out of place, the architectural styles of the god cities made him feel as if he had come to a foreign world.

The clothes, food, language, and even runes of the people had also become different from before.

He was like an old antique that had been dug out from an ancient tomb and had nothing in common with this world.

Qin Mu was slightly terrified and confused. He wanted to see if the concept that he had put into practice was still there. He saw that the gods were used by the people, and he also saw that the path of the Saints was used by the people. The concept was still there, but what made him confused was.., regardless of whether it was gods or humans, they were all used to this.

They didn’t understand the meaning of this kind of normality, nor did they know how many bloody battles were hidden within, or how many people had paid the price with their lives.

After all, a million years of history was too short compared to three and a half billion years of peace.

A million years of history in three and a half billion years might just be a page in a thick history book. This page couldn’t put down the seven celestial venerables of long Han, the Red Emperor, and the bright emperor, there was no place for heavenly venerate Yue and heavenly venerate Ling who had supported the era of high emperor. There was also no place for the dozen or so high emperors who had stood tall and declared that the lives of humans were greater than the heavens.

There was no place for carefree village, founding emperor, his four Great Heavenly Kings, great ruins, and first ancestor human emperor in the book.

The Qin Mu in this history book might only be a short paragraph of words, not to mention the battles and faces that he couldn’t forget.

The history books of the world couldn’t remember these things.

The heroes that were buried by history were like water droplets in the sea or sand in the desert. No one could remember them.

Even if the heroes in history returned, no one would recognize them.

He walked for a long time and passed by the God cities. Some of the ruins of the battlefield had been destroyed in time and turned into God cities, high-rise buildings, and some were completely deserted with no one to remember them. Only when he passed by.., he paid his respects.

“Heavenly venerate Mu, is that you?”

When Qin Mu was reminiscing in Lan Feng Valley, he heard an ancient voice. He looked over and saw a huge black tiger. He was stunned and revealed a smile as he welcomed the huge black tiger that pounced over.

It was the Black Tiger God, his senior brother.

The Black Tiger God pounced over and transformed into an old man with a face full of grizzled white beard. He hugged him and cried and laughed. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, “Old Master, your second disciple is back!”

There were a few grass huts in the mountain forests of Lan Feng Valley. Saint woodcutter pushed open the door of the grass hut and walked out. It was still the same decoration as before and had never changed with the changes of the world.

He was also like an old antique, unchanging from time to time, so old that he was abandoned by the times.

Even though his appearance was the same as back then, he was like a mature dandelion with less and less hair.

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

Saint woodcutter struggled for a moment but was unable to break free. Instead, he executed the axe that had long since rusted at the corner of the wall to threaten Qin Mu to let go of him. However, the Black Tiger God secretly stretched out his claws and pressed down on him.

Qin Mu finally let go of him.

The two of them sat down in front of the Stone Table. Saint Woodcutter’s face was dark while the Black Tiger God busied himself in front and behind, preparing tea, stir-frying, and cooking. He was very diligent.

After a long while, saint woodcutter said coldly, “You’re back?”

“Yes. I’m back,”Qin Mu said with a smile.

“When are you leaving?”Saint woodcutter raised his Teacup and asked indifferently.

“Right away,”Qin Mu said.

Saint Woodcutter’s palm trembled, and the water in the Teacup almost spilled out. He asked indifferently, “You want to leave right after coming back?”

Qin Mu didn’t reply. He looked around and saw that the architectural style from three and a half billion years ago was still maintained, he shook his head and asked, “Why does teacher live here? Teacher has made great contributions to eternal peace, wouldn’t it be better if he went to Heavenly Court? Furthermore, there are old friends there, isn’t it very lively? Why is there a need to be so poor?”

Saint woodcutter drank his tea and said indifferently, “Supreme Saint Has No Name, you don’t understand my realm.”

Qin Mu laughed out loud. He could see that saint woodcutter’s cultivation realm was still stuck in front of God execution stage and had yet to ascend it.

Logically speaking, eternal peace reform had created countless paths of postnatal realm and there were many people with outstanding wisdom who had verified these paths of postnatal realm to the level of Dao attainment.

If saint woodcutter wanted to learn, he could completely complete his three hundred and sixty paths of postnatal realm and cultivate every great dao to the peak level.

However, he didn’t learn it.

“I don’t want to go to those places. It’s too lively and noisy.”

Saint Woodcutter glared at him, “My abilities aren’t high, so what’s the use of going there and being worshipped as a god statue in the temple? I’m a living person, not a god statue made of wood and clay. If I were there, it would be better for me to live in seclusion here.”

Qin Mu stretched out his hand to touch his dandelion-like head that had turned into the wind, but when Saint Woodcutter glared at him again, he immediately retracted his hand.

“My three disciples, apart from the boss, are all doing better than me.”

The Black Tiger God took the hat, which was a new era style. Saint Woodcutter had originally been unwilling to wear the hat, but he was afraid that Qin Mu would touch his head, so he had no choice but to put it on first, “The people of today are also more thoughtful than us back then. “It’s just that they don’t have any sense of worry, so I’m not comfortable with them. They always think I’m Naggy and say I’m worrying over nothing, that I’m always worried about that unnecessary danger. I Can’t stay with those young people any longer.”

Qin Mu had a smile on his face as he listened to him blabbering on about the youth of the new era. He felt a little sad in his heart. “Teacher’s mentality is probably really old…”

Saint Woodcutter said a lot and the food on the stone table gradually dwindled. They put down their bowls and chopsticks and saint woodcutter suddenly asked, “How long will you be gone for this time?”

Qin Mu smiled. “I don’t know. Maybe I’ll come back right after I leave, or maybe I’ll only come back when this universe becomes void. Or maybe I’ll never come back once I go.”

Saint woodcutter was silent.

Qin Mu roused his spirit, “Teacher’s awareness of danger will be useful.”. Carefree village was just a pool of stagnant water. It would die slowly sooner or later, and new dangers would appear. At that time, teacher would probably come out of the mountain to show his ambition. “Veterans will not die. They only pick up their battle axes and weapons and place them in the corners of the walls to rust. People only choose to temporarily forget about them. “But when the war comes again, people will remember them again, and they will also sharpen their battle axes and weapons and go to the battlefield again.”

He stood up. “Teacher, you will have a place to use them.”

Saint woodcutter stood up and looked at him. “When will you return?”

Qin Mu was silent for a moment before suddenly asking, “Teacher, do you still remember the chaotic space?”

Saint woodcutter thought for a moment and asked, “The chaotic space in the floating space realm back then?”

Qin Mu said, “One day in the future, the chaotic space will bloom like fireworks, and that will be the sign of my return.”

Saint woodcutter didn’t stop him and watched him leave. When his figure disappeared into the mountains of Lan Feng Valley, he retracted his gaze and shouted, “Little black, come out and sharpen your axe!”

The Black Tiger God immediately ran forward and said, “Old Master, is there really a war happening? It has already been peaceful for billions of years!”

Saint woodcutter raised his huge axe and said in a deep voice, “Be prepared! Sharpen your axe well, let’s go find our old friends!”

His voice was loud and clear, and there was a silent fighting spirit burning in his body, as well as a boiling blood.

“Zhuo Cha has reincarnated. Yanyunxi has been lovey-dovey with him every day, so we have to take him out for a walk! And that Di Shitian, what was his reincarnated name? Oh right, Tian Shu went to the ancestral court, right? Find Him!”

“Do you still know where that fellow from Cold Pond went? And that fellow from the Green Wilderness! Oh right, and the two fish from Cold Pond…”

“Master, you forgot that the Heaven Master from the Cold Pond died,”the Black Tiger God said carefully.

Saint woodcutter was at a loss. “Didn’t he reincarnate?”

The black tiger god said, “Master, he was beaten into chaos during the Battle of the Heaven Court. You’ve been looking for him for many years. “And Emperor Green, he also died. You forgot the cenotaph you built for them here. Last year, when you visited the grave, you asked whose grave it was…”

Saint woodcutter was silent for a moment, then said in a muffled voice, “Then we won’t look for them…”

— at the end of the month, God Mu finished taking notes and once again asked for a monthly ticket ~ ~