Chapter 966

Qin Hanzhen had a heavy heart: "yes, mu'er has suffered too much. When he knew that he was only Qin Fengqing's second consciousness, I really don't know how he insisted and didn't collapse."

Princess Zhen's tearful eyes danced: "when I knew that he gave up his soul, dug out his eyes and saved Feng Qing, my tears couldn't stop. This child, I don't know how he survived. Feng Qing is a mother, 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 Youdu, did too much evil, was sealed by Tu Bo and exiled to the sun.

From Youdu to Yangjian ruins, Qin Mu's consciousness was born, so he was an orphan at birth and was put in a basket. Aunt Ping'er took him all the way to escape from the gods and demons of heaven.

He drifted to the Yongjiang river. Aunt Ping'er also died, and the disabled 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 Yankang robbery, he fell into a siege, and great despair pressed him. In order to ensure that the God son Qin Fengqing of Youdu did not fall into the hands of heaven, he resolutely dug out his third eye, gave up his soul, and sent Qin Fengqing to Youdu.

He only kept this body that did not belong to him, so that his consciousness could survive and become a waste man and a waste bully in other people.

Princess Zhen and Qin Hanzhen can't imagine how Qin Mu survived these ups and downs. It's hard to imagine why Qin Mu could keep his strong fighting spirit, run around, and even find here.

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

"Tell kaihuang about this. Kaihuang won't hurt him anyway."

Qin Hanzhen drove the building ship away and comforted, "kaihuang has wanted to see him for a long time. His old man's strength is unpredictable, and there must be a way."

Princess Zhen nodded silently, but she couldn't help crying at the thought that Qin Mu was going to be tortured by the creator.

"This is torture!"

In the territory of the xiuzu people, Qin Mu was dressed in bright red robes by the creators and sat on the highest seat, a little embarrassed.

Just when the creators changed his clothes, they also put on a bright red belly pocket for him. At the thought of this, Qin Mu was speechless uncomfortable.

However, it is also natural for urchins under the age of two to wear big red belly pockets. After all, children at this age are running around naked in belly pockets. Qin Mu also wore them when he was two or three years old, and was often played by his blind grandfather and his lame grandfather, who often pinched the little finch twice and made him cry.

This is the past, let alone mention it.

He sits on the highest seat, and this high platform is shaped like an altar, which is not big compared with the adult creator, but extremely magnificent compared with him.

Qin Mu sat at the top of the altar and felt like a sacrifice placed on the altar. He was really a little flustered.

The creator of xiuzu was so enthusiastic that he sat on the highest position and didn't say anything. He also came to visit. Everyone should stop in front of him for a long time, stare at his eyes in the middle of his eyebrows, and then slowly nod his head and happily retreat from the altar.

Qin Mu sat there honestly and let them visit. After all, xiuchong was still standing behind him, so he had no chance to slip away.

"These creators who fled to the other side of the world really fell!" In his mind, uncle Jun then looked around with his eyes, a little distressed.

Although today's creator is still a tribal system, it is much different from his previous years. The biggest change is the architecture. The architecture here is gorgeous and luxurious, carved beams and painted buildings, complex and exquisite.

Moreover, all kinds of palaces, pavilions and pavilions rise and fall, and are scattered. Even the creator also imagined the surrounding mountains and rivers, and dressed up the geography around the city in a colorful way, with mountains, rivers, trees, flowers and plants, forming a pattern of ink painting. Looking down from the sky, there is a pattern of Phoenix, with phoenix flying high.

Uncle Jun was so angry that his eyes trembled and bounced around in his eyes, chattering endlessly that it was a betrayal of tradition.

But what made him and Qin Mu feel strange was that the creator here actually began to visualize and even practice magic!

They saw that many young children who looked about the same height as Qin Mu were trying to visualize the magic power and try to use it to exert its power.

The creator's one or two-year-old children, even the newly born children, can practice. This is because they rely on divine knowledge to impart and inherit wisdom. When a creator's baby is born, elders will come in person to impart the wisdom of the creator's race to him with divine knowledge.

Therefore, even the creator of a newborn baby can speak, write, mobilize divine consciousness and practice, which is very strong.

There are also some great creators who are teaching these children the knowledge of runes and the truth contained in runes.

Qin Mu was even more surprised that he should have the impression that the creator who smashed people with a big bone stick also began to learn to forge magic weapons!

Those creators who are proficient in forging use a divine sense forging method to refine and visualize weapons. Weapons forged with divine sense are almost no worse than divine weapons made of divine gold and iron!

"The creators have experienced a great reform and are almost up to this era."

Qin Mu couldn't help but secretly praise: "they are much more advanced and clever than primitive people like Shu Jun."

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

Xiuzhong said to Qin Mu, "I have informed other ethnic groups that the patriarchs of Zili, zhuqiu, Yanlong, xiatai and other ethnic groups will come, and there will be a big event. At that time, the patriarchs of all ethnic groups will have a small assessment to verify whether you are a holy baby."

Qin Mu was nervous and said, "is this a small assessment? Is it dangerous?"

"Not dangerous, absolutely not dangerous!"

Xiuzhong patted his chest heavily, which was even more shocking than the sound of drums. He laughed and said, "you are the holy baby. How dare they use too dangerous examinations?"

Qin Mu was relieved.

Xiuchong said, "this time, there are also the co owners of my creator and all ethnic groups to witness this grand event! She is our king, the only Creator God King!"

Qin Mu showed his excitement and secretly complained, "will my parents come to save me? It's estimated that even if they come, they don't have the ability to fight in the hands of many creator patriarchs. Kaihuang himself came, and he doesn't know whether he can defeat these creator patriarchs. Not to mention, there is a God King! If he is exposed..."

After a long time, Qin Mu finally met the creator of xiuzu. The number of xiuzu creators is not large, even the old and the young are only more than 100000 people, but it took several days to meet so many creators, old and young.

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 zone.

At the beginning, in the blood rust zone, he saw many creator skeletons standing in a circle around the altar, and the center of the altar was a piece of light liquid, converging into the form of heaven.

Now this scene, let him also can't help but have a bad Association.

"Will these creators imagine an ancient god to test me, tear me down, kill me, and it's over!"

He just thought of this. Xiuchong stepped out behind him, came to the altar, and said in a deep voice: "the people of xiuzu, the holy baby, will lead our Creator family to reproduce the glory of ancient times, sweep the world, and reorganize the universe!"

More than 100000 creators cheered, thundering through the sky and earth.

"The holy baby is a god given prodigy! A big headed monster baby came to Wuyou Township next door. He was arrogant and domineering and killed my people, but the holy baby was born, and he must be able to wave his hand to kill the monster baby!"

Xiuchong shouted, "gentlemen, sacrifice the holy baby with me, help the holy baby grow, and get rid of the strange baby next door as soon as possible!"

The more than 100000 creator promised with a bang, and the Taichu God stone in the middle of the eyebrow was shining, becoming brighter and brighter. The rays of light were like rosy clouds flowing in the air, converging to Qin Mu, the highest place of the altar!

Qin Mu's heart jumped. This is the specification for sacrificing Tai Di!

In his mind, uncle Jun's big head flew into a rage and scolded, "when I was the three kings, no one worshipped me like this. This smelly boy was stained with my light and was regarded as the holy baby. You actually worshipped him as the emperor! You have no eyes, and you should not be a son!"

Qin Mu had already blocked the Taichu stone with the supreme divine sense of the great Luo. Although he roared, he could not pass on the divine sense.

The rays of light formed by the creator's visionary divine consciousness will soon condense into a substantial liquid of light and flow to Qin Mu's eyebrows.

Qin Mu only felt a terrible energy drilling into his mind, which made his divine consciousness begin to grow, and his body was also constantly improving. The speed was so fast that even he felt incredible!

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a thick divine consciousness turned into a sound and exploded in midair, shaking more than 100000 old and young creator divine consciousness around the altar, and the sacrifice was unsustainable.

Xiuchong frowned, followed the sound to see, but saw the magnificent building ships, chariots, colorful phoenixes, flying dragons, castles and other objects flying in the air. A magnificent creator stood on it, his whole body was radiant, and the diamond shaped vertical eyes in the center of his eyebrows were even more amazing.

These creators fell to the ground, waved their hands, and those buildings, boats, chariots, flying dragons and other objects turned into divine consciousness and dissipated.

"Holy baby, those who come are the chiefs of all ethnic groups."

Xiuchong whispered to Qin Mu, greeted the patriarchs, and said in a deep voice, "several patriarchs came all the way, and please forgive me for not meeting them. But why do you want to interrupt us to sacrifice the holy baby?"

An old Creator with white hair, white eyebrows, white robes and a scepter heavily paused. His eyes were like electricity. He looked at Qin Mu and said in a deep voice, "it's not final whether it's the holy baby. Why should the patriarch be in a hurry to repair it? Qin Ye's evil thief is scheming. Be careful that the holy baby you find is fake, and he deliberately tricked us!"

Xiuchong said, "the prophecy says that the holy baby will appear in the future with the original stone. There is the original stone in Mu Qing's eyebrows. He is naturally the holy baby."

The white robed old creator put his head forward, and his huge head was bigger than the altar. He looked at Qin Mu's eyes carefully, and took it back after a moment.

The chiefs of other nationalities also leaned forward one after another, carefully looked at Qin Mu's third eye, nodded one after another, and said, "it's really the original stone."

Xiuchong laughed, "since the identity of the holy baby has been determined, then..."

"Wait a minute!"

The white robed creator shook his head and said, "the prophecy also said that, in addition to the original stone inlaid in his eyes, the holy baby was born with a seal of power, symbolizing the supreme power of the Creator! If he was the holy baby, he must have the right to print it in his hand when he was born!"

"That's right."

The creators of other tribes said one after another, "the holy baby in the prophecy holds the supreme power of the creator as soon as he is born. When he was born, he was born on the altar bearing the supreme power, symbolizing the supreme authority! This is the prophecy of the ancestors from the divine consciousness of all ancestors, and there can be no mistake!"

"The traitor surnamed Qin is extremely cunning and scheming. When he said to borrow a place, who would have thought that this wolf was so ambitious and borrowed such a big place!"

A creator patriarch was angry, drew a circle with his hands, made a gesture, and said, "Qin traitor said to borrow a sword, and the result is that the land of a sword is thirty-three double heaven! This guy is cunning. If this sudden holy baby can't take out the power seal, then it is the traitor who Qin traitor broke into us!"

In the original stone of Qin Mu's eyes, uncle Jun's brain bag cheered and shouted, "yes, this boy is a spy, and Lao Tzu is the holy baby you're looking for!"

Fix your eyebrows and look at Qin Mu on the altar.

Qin Mu was helpless. He took out the Tai Di seal and said, "is this the right seal you said? There is also the altar bearing the right seal..."

A huge altar flew out of his eyebrows and fell to the ground.

"Is this the altar?"

Qin Mu looked helpless and secretly complained, "I really don't want to be your holy baby. I want to go home. I just want to go back to Wuyou Township! But if I say it, you will definitely kill me..."

————Zhaizhu, who is still working hard on the Mid Autumn Festival, begged for a monthly ticket wrongly. The cold is almost over, but I have been coughing and can't eat. I often cough up in the middle of the night, and Guoguo and his wife have also been infected by pigs