Qin Hanzhen felt heavy: "Yes, Mu'er has suffered too much, when he knows that he is just Qin Fengqing's second consciousness, I really don't know how he persevered without collapsing." ”

Princess Zhen burst into tears: "When I knew that he gave up his soul, gouged out his eyes, and saved Feng Qing, I couldn't stop crying at that time." I don't know how this kid survived. Feng Qing has a mother, and he is an orphan, and he has to suffer such torture......"

Qin Mu is the second consciousness in Qin Fengqing's body, Qin Fengqing, the god son of the hidden capital, has done too much evil, and was sealed by Tubo and exiled to the yang world.

At the moment from the secluded capital to the ruins of the yang world, Qin Mu's consciousness was born, so he was born an orphan and was put in a basket, and Aunt Ping'er took him all the way to escape, avoiding the gods and demons of the heavenly court.

He drifted to Yongjiang, Aunt Ping'er also died, and the old village took him in.

From childhood to adolescence to youth, Qin Mu always thought that he was a unique life, until he knew that he was just the second consciousness born in this body, and this body did not belong to him, not even his own soul.

Later, in the face of the Yankang Tribulation, he fell into a heavy siege, and great despair pressed him, in order to ensure that Qin Fengqing, the son of the god of the hidden capital, did not fall into the hands of the heavenly court, he resolutely gouged out his third eye, gave up his soul, and sent Qin Fengqing to the hidden capital.

He only kept this body that did not belong to him, so that his consciousness could survive, and became a waste person in other people's mouths, a waste overlord.

It is difficult for Princess Zhen and Qin Hanzhen to imagine how Qin Mu survived these ups and downs, and it is difficult to imagine why Qin Mu can still retain his strong fighting spirit, run around, and even find here.

Their love for Qin Mu is not only the loving heart of their parents, but also the feeling of guilt and indebtedness.

"This matter told Kaihuang, and Kaihuang would not let him be damaged no matter what. ”

Qin Hanzhen drove the boat away and comforted: "Kaihuang has wanted to see him for a long time, his old man's strength is unfathomable, and there will definitely be a way." ”

Princess Zhen nodded silently, but she couldn't help but cry sadly when she thought that Qin Mu was going to be tortured by the Creator.

"It's torture!"

In the territory of the cultivation nation, Qin Mu was put on a bright red robe by the creators, and sat on the highest seat, a little cramped and uneasy.

When the Creators changed his clothes, they also put on a big red belly pocket for him, and when he thought of this, Qin Mu couldn't say uncomfortable.

However, it is natural for a naughty boy who is less than two years old to wear a big red belly pocket, after all, children of this age are running around with their bare buttocks in a belly pocket, Qin Mu also wore it when he was two or three years old, and he was often pinched twice by the blind grandfather and the lame grandfather, and he was so crumbent that he cried before he stopped.

This is a thing of the past, so don't mention it.

He sat on the highest seat, and the high platform was shaped like an altar, not too large for a grown Creator, but unusually grand for him.

Qin Mu sat at the top of the altar, feeling like a sacrifice being placed on the altar, and he was really a little panicked.

The creator of the cultivation nation was so enthusiastic that he let him sit on the highest seat and not say anything, but also came to visit, everyone had to stop in front of him for a long time, staring at his eyebrows and eyes to examine them carefully, and then slowly nodded and happily retreated from the altar.

Qin Mu sat there honestly and let them visit, after all, Xiu Zhong was still standing behind him, so he didn't have a chance to slip away at all.

"These creators who fled to the other world have indeed fallen!" In his mind, Shu Jun followed his eyes and looked around, a little distressed.

Although the Creator of the present day is still tribal, it is very different from his day, and the biggest change is the architecture, which is extremely gorgeous and extravagant, carved beams and paintings, and intricate and exquisite.

And all kinds of palaces, pavilions, pavilions and pavilions rise and fall, staggered, and even the creator also visualizes the geography of the surrounding mountains and rivers, and the geography around this city is also dressed up colorful, landscapes, trees, flowers and plants, forming a pattern of ink and blue, looking down from the sky, it is a pattern of Phoenix, the phoenix spreads its wings and flies high.

Shu Jun was so angry that his eyes trembled, bouncing around in his sockets, chattering that this was a betrayal of tradition.

However, what made him and Qin Mu feel new was that the creator here had actually begun to visualize and even cultivate supernatural powers!

They saw that there were many children who looked a few years old who looked about the same height as Qin Mu, trying to visualize the supernatural powers, trying to use the visualization to bring out the power of the supernatural powers.

The Creator's children as young as one or two years old, or even newborn children, can cultivate, because they rely on their divine consciousness to impart the wisdom of the inheritance, and when a Creator baby is born, an elder will come and use his divine consciousness to impart the wisdom of the Creator's race.

Therefore, even a newborn baby Creator can speak, write, and mobilize the divine consciousness to cultivate, which is very strong.

There are also some great creators who are teaching these children about runes and the truths contained in them.

What surprised Qin Mu even more was that he had the impression that the creator who should be vulgar and unbearable and smashed people with a big bone stick actually began to learn to forge divine weapons!

Those creators who are proficient in forging are refining and visualizing weapons in a way of forging divine consciousness, and the weapons forged by thousands of tempers with divine consciousness are almost not inferior to the divine weapons made of divine gold and divine iron!

"The Creators have undergone a great reform and are almost catching up with this era. ”

Qin Mu couldn't help but secretly admire: "They are much more advanced and smarter than primitive people like Shu Jun. ”

Shu Jun didn't know what he thought, otherwise he would be furious.

Xiu Zhong said to Qin Mu: "I have already informed the other clans about the appearance of the Holy Child, and the patriarchs of Zili, Zhuqiu, Yanlong, Xiatai and other clans will come, and there will be a big event." At that time, the patriarchs of each clan will have a small test to verify whether you are a holy child. ”

Qin Mu was uneasy and said, "Is it dangerous or not?"

"Not dangerous, absolutely not dangerous!"

Xiu heavily patted his chest, which was more deafening than the sound of drums, and said with a smile: "You are a holy child, how dare they use too dangerous assessments?"

Qin Mu put his mind at ease.

Xiu Zhong said: "This time, there are also the co-masters of all the tribes of my Creator, to witness this grand event! She is our king, the only creator god king!"

Qin Mu showed excitement, and secretly complained in his heart: "Will my father and mother rush to save me?" It is estimated that even if they rush over, they will not have the ability to kill a bloody path in the hands of many creator patriarchs. Kaihuang came over in person, and he didn't know if he could defeat these creator patriarchs. What's more, there is a god-king! if it is debunked......"

After a long time, Qin Mu finally finished meeting the creator of the cultivation nation, the number of creators of the cultivation nation is not large, even the old and the young only have more than 100,000 people, but it also took a few days to meet so many old and young creators.

These creators did not leave, but formed several large circles around the altar, which was very similar to what Qin Mu saw in the blood rust area.

When he was in the Bloodrust Zone, he saw many skeletons of the Creator standing in circles around the altar, and in the center of the altar was a piece of light liquid, converging into the form of the Heavenly Lord.

Now this scene makes him can't help but have a bad association.

"Will these creators visualize an ancient god to test me, tear me down, beat me to death, and then it's over!"

As soon as he thought of this, the cultivator behind him stepped out, came to the altar, and said in a deep voice: "The clansmen of the cultivator nation, the Holy Child has come to the world, and will lead our Creator clan to regain the glory of the primeval realm, sweep the universe, and reorganize the world!"

More than 100,000 Creators cheered, thundering the heavens and the earth, resounding through the sky.

"The Holy Infant is a God-given prodigy! There is a big-headed monster baby in Sanssouci Township next door, arrogant and domineering, killing my people, but the Holy Infant is born, and he will definitely be able to wave his hand to destroy the monster baby!"

Xiu Zhong shouted: "Gentlemen, sacrifice the Holy Infant with me, help the Holy Infant grow, and get rid of the strange baby next door as soon as possible!"

The more than 100,000 creators suddenly agreed, and the primordial divine stone in the center of the eyebrows bloomed, getting brighter and brighter, and the rays of light flowed in the air like colorful clouds, converging towards Qin Mu at the highest point of the altar!

Qin Mu's heart jumped, this is the specification of sacrificing the emperor!

In his mind, Shu Jun's head jumped like thunder, and he scolded angrily: "When Lao Tzu was the three kings, no one worshiped me like this, this stinky boy stained my light and was regarded as a holy child, you actually worship him as the emperor!

Qin Mu had already used the Great Luo Supreme Divine Sense to seal the Primal Primordial Stone, and although he roared angrily, he was unable to transmit the Divine Sense.

One by one, the glow formed by the Creator's visualization divine consciousness would soon condense into a substantial light liquid and flow towards Qin Mumei's heart.

Qin Mu only felt that a terrifying energy drilled into his mind, making his divine sense begin to grow, and his physical body was also constantly improving, so fast that even he felt incredible!

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a heavy divine consciousness turned into a sound and exploded in mid-air, shaking the divine consciousness of more than 100,000 creators of all ages around the altar to break, and the sacrifice could not be continued.

Xiu Zhong frowned, followed the sound to look, but saw the incomparably gorgeous building boats, treasures, colorful phoenixes, flying dragons, castles and other things flying in the air, a majestic body of the creator standing on it, the whole body was full of light, and the light of the diamond-shaped vertical eyes in the center of the eyebrows was even more amazing.

These creators landed on the ground, waved their hands, and those buildings, ships, treasures, flying dragons, and other objects turned into divine consciousness and dissipated.

"Holy Child, the one who comes is the patriarch of all tribes. ”

Xiu Zhong whispered to Qin Mu, greeted the patriarchs, and said in a deep voice: "Several patriarchs have come for a long time, but they have not greeted them, and please forgive them." It's just that why would you interrupt us to sacrifice the Holy Child?"

An old creator with white hair, white eyebrows, white robe and a scepter paused heavily, his eyes were like electricity, he looked at Qin Mu, and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is a holy child or not, it has not yet been decided, why should the cultivator patriarch be in a hurry? Qin Ye's evil thief is scheming, beware that the Holy Infant you are looking for is fake, he deliberately made it out to deceive us!"

Xiu Zhong said: "The prophecy says that the Holy Child with the original stone will appear in the future, and Mu Qing has the original stone in his eyebrows, so he is naturally the Holy Child." ”

The white-robed old creator probed forward, his huge head was bigger than the altar, he carefully examined Qin Mu's eyes, and after a while, he took it back.

The patriarchs of the other clans also stepped forward one after another, carefully looked at Qin Mu's third eye, nodded one after another, and said, "It is indeed a rough stone." ”

Xiu Zhong smiled: "Since the identity of the Holy Child has been determined, then ......"

"Wait!"

The white-robed creator shook his head and said, "The prophecy also says that the Holy Child came into the world, in addition to having a rough stone inlaid in his eyes, and was also born with a power seal, symbolizing the supreme power of the Creator! If he is a holy child, then he must have the right to have the right to seal it on his hand when he is born!"

"That's right. ”

The creators of the other tribes said: "The prophesied Holy Child was born with the supreme power of the Creator, and when he was born, he was born on the altar that bears the supreme power, symbolizing the supreme authority!

"The traitor surnamed Qin is extremely treacherous and scheming, he said that he would borrow a piece of land back then, who would have thought that this wolf had the ambition to borrow such a big place!"

A Creator Patriarch was furious, drew a circle with his hands, gestured, and said: "Qin traitor said to borrow the land of a sword, but it turns out that the land of a sword is thirty-three heavens! This cunning, this holy child who suddenly appeared, if he can't get the power seal, then it is Qin traitor's spy who has penetrated into us!"

Qin Mu raised his eyes in the rough stone, Shu Jun's big head cheered, and shouted: "That's right, this kid is a spy, and Lao Tzu is the holy child you are looking for!"

Xiu Zhong frowned and looked at Qin Mu on the altar.

Qin Mu was helpless, took out the seal of the emperor, and said: "What you are talking about, is this the seal, and there is an altar that carries the seal of power......"

A huge altar flew out of his eyebrows, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

"Is this the altar?"

Qin Mu looked helpless, and secretly complained in his heart: "I really don't want to be your holy child, I want to go home, I just want to go back to Sanssouci Township......!

———— the Mid-Autumn Festival, the house pig who is still working hard to code words, aggrievedly begged for a monthly pass. The cold is almost cured, but I have been coughing, and I can't eat, and I often wake up in the middle of the night, and Guoguo and his wife are also infected by pigs......