Secret Calculation (Part 2)

Chapter 1475: Plot (Second Update)

Qin Mu heaved a sigh of relief. The fights of the past few days had exhausted him. If he continued to fight, he would probably be so exhausted that he would vomit blood.

“I want these few people.”

His eyes flashed as he named Lan Yutian, Yu Tianzun, the Cripple, the Southern Emperor and the Ming Emperor. The scholar hesitated when he saw that he named the Southern Emperor and the Ming Emperor.

The Southern Emperor and the Ming Emperor are the two strongest ones in the private school, and they will be of great help in helping him get out of trouble as soon as possible.

Seeing him hesitate, Qin Mu bent his bow and was about to shoot again, but a private school teacher hurriedly said, "They will be given to you. But you must swear not to enter the palace to harass me again."

Qin Mu said yes and smiled, "This Pixiang Palace is not a good place. The other people have nothing to do with me. I can't wait to leave here, so why would I bother to harass you?"

"You must swear to take these people and leave immediately. You must not push your luck any further!"

The scholar in the painting stood up, pondered for a moment, broke off a branch from a tree, cut it into a finger-thick teaching stick, and sent it out of the painting.

A private school teacher borrowed a teaching stick with both hands, sent the students out of the school, held up the stick with both hands, and said: "This teaching stick is made from branches of the Dao tree, and contains my Dao spirit. You swear to the teaching stick and take these people with you and leave immediately. This teaching stick will be attached to you and follow you wherever you go. If you break your oath, the teaching stick will hit you."

Qin Mu hesitated and did not take it, but looked at the teaching stick carefully.

The teaching stick was straight yet soft, and the texture on the bark surface was extremely strange, like the texture of the avenue, which could not fully describe the mysteries of the avenue of the universe.

Compared with other teaching sticks, this one appears much more refined. The Taoist patterns on its surface burst out from time to time, rotating around the teaching stick and emitting pleasant Taoist sounds.

Obviously, the private school teacher's teaching stick was not made from branches of the Taoist tree, and its power and magic were not as great as this teaching stick.

Qin Mu glanced at the scholar under the tree and said suspiciously, "You broke off a branch from the Taoist tree and asked me to swear on it, saying that the branch would follow me. If I don't break my promise, doesn't that mean that this teaching stick is mine?"

The scholar sat under the tree without saying a word. The private school teacher in front of Qin Mu said, "If you don't break your oath, I can give you this whip. You can't guess my level of Taoism. This whip of mine is good at hitting the soul and the heart of Taoism. No matter who it is, as long as the whip is raised, it will hit the soul. If the soul is hit, the heart of Taoism will be ignorant."

Qin Mu was skeptical.

The scholar under the tree raised his eyebrows and sneered, "You are more suspicious than anyone else, which shows that you are a person without fate. If you continue to be suspicious, then our deal will be cancelled. You can continue to shoot. I want to see how many thousands of years it will take you to shoot me to death!"

Qin Mu quickly smiled and said, "I swear." After that, he grabbed the teaching stick with one hand.

The private school teacher was unwilling to let go and said quickly: "The teaching stick is in my hand. You swear to the teaching stick in my hand!"

Qin Mu snatched it away forcefully and said with a smile, "It's better to swear in my hand. It's not that I don't trust Yuan Sheng... Well, I just don't trust Yuan Sheng!"

He grabbed the teaching stick, first examined it carefully, then used his energy and spiritual awareness to investigate it one by one, then he peeled off half of the willow leaf between his eyebrows, and secretly looked at it with the vertical eye between his eyebrows. He did not find out whether there was any hidden trick in the teaching stick, so he felt relieved and pasted the willow leaf back in place.

The private school teacher said angrily: "Are you a thief? You are always worried about others plotting against you!"

"Yes, I am a thief."

Qin Mu did not deny it. He first asked the scholar under the tree to release Lan Yutian and others. After everyone regained their senses and came behind him, Qin Mu swore to the teaching stick that after leaving, he would never set foot in the Pixiang Hall again.

As soon as the oath was made, Qin Mu suddenly felt that his consciousness was connected to the teaching whip. Not only was it connected to the teaching whip, but even his thinking consciousness was instantly connected with the Tao tree, Tao fruit and Tao flower in the Daluotian fragment!

Qin Mu's face changed slightly, and he immediately cut off his thoughts and asked coldly, "Are you plotting against me?"

boom!

He picked up the Glazed Blue Sky Pillar and smashed the private school teacher in front of him to pieces.

The scholar under the tree laughed loudly and said, "Praise my name and I will grant you eternal life! You guessed it right. I, Yuansheng, became enlightened through faith. When you swear, you recite my name to help me out of trouble! Even if you lose your consciousness, as long as the oath remains, you will continue to provide for me no matter where you are!"

Qin Mu's face turned pale. He flicked his sleeves and took everyone into his third eye, leaving only the cripple and Lan Yutian, then turned and left.

The catchy recitation sound came from the private school again, lingering in Qin Mu's mind for a long time.

The lame man looked worried and whispered, "Mu'er, this guy plotted against you? Is it serious?"

"It doesn't matter, we'll talk about it after we get out!"

The three of them arrived in front of the hall. There were many seals outside, which were more complicated than when they entered the Hall of Fragrance.

Qin Mu looked at Lan Yutian and the cripple, and said, "The Saint of Miro Palace took advantage of my oath to imprint the sound of the private school chanting into my heart, making me chant along involuntarily. It doesn't affect me now, but the longer it goes, the greater the impact will be. Now, I don't have enough confidence to leave this place, can you take me away with you?"

The cripple carried Qin Mu on his back and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, even if I die of exhaustion, I can still get you out!"

The two men stepped back, suddenly accelerated, and rushed into the heavy seals!

Qin Mu closed his eyes and concentrated, resisting the chanting coming from his mind. Qin Mu used the Lingtai Shenzang field to continuously flow his own magic power into the bodies of the two people to make up for their consumption of cultivation.

The cripple rushed all the way at lightning speed, increasing his speed to the extreme. The skin on his legs exploded and the blood burned. He ran forward with all his strength to catch up with Lan Yutian!

More than ten days later, although Qin Mu had the support of magic power, his physical strength could not make up for it. His physical strength was exhausted, and he could only rely on his own will to hold on.

Lan Yutian slowed down, and the cripple gritted his teeth and hissed, "Don't stop, no one can escape if you stop!"

Lan Yutian had no choice but to charge forward.

Two days later, Lan Yutian broke out of the heavy seals of the Pixiang Hall. He looked back, but did not see the cripple and Qin Mu. His heart sank.

boom--

With a shock, a figure covered in blood and burning with blazing flames rushed out from the seal, tumbling and rolling onto a black mountain. The people outside the hall rushed forward hastily, only to see the lame man burned black all over, like charcoal, and Qin Mu lying beside him.

Just as everyone was about to step forward, Qin Mu had already climbed up. His ten fingers flew, and he stabilized the cripple's soul that was about to disperse. Then he used the mysterious art of creation to heal his body and make up for the loss of energy and blood.

"Shujun, senior brother!"

Qin Mu gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Send the Pixiang Palace to the ancestral palace Yujing City! Activate the seal above and attract the Ten Heavenly Lords. I will use them to completely destroy this temple! Miro Palace Yuansheng, let's see how you die!"