The Charm of Numerology

Chapter 670: The Charm of Divination

Originally, the most amorous person in the village was the blind man, who liked to show off his literary talent and flirt. However, ever since the butcher came out of his madness and regained his former charm, this butcher who slaughtered pigs and sold meat became amorous and the blind man had basically no chance to show off his talent.

With unity, although only a few people in Taihuangtian's divine city were able to survive the attack, everyone's hearts were moved by the heroic singing of the butcher and Qin Mu. At this moment, the magical powers around them made it seem like an indestructible divine city.

The Seal of Heaven and Earth of the First Human Emperor turned into the sky and earth of this city, as well as the four walls of the city. The other gods and demons became generals who consolidated the walls, while Qin Mu and tens of thousands of other people with magical powers were soldiers standing on the walls to resist the enemy's attack.

Their qi and blood are connected, as are their magical powers, and they can resist the terrifying power that erupts from the destruction of heaven and earth.

Everyone felt an extremely terrifying pressure in an instant. Some people were crushed by the terrifying force to the point that their blood vessels burst and bled like a bloody man. Some people had torn muscles and cracked skin, some people had torn clothes, and some people had broken bones, but no one retreated. Even if their hands were broken, they did not retreat at all. After all, they still had their souls and could still use their magical powers.

Finally, the most terrifying first wave of impact passed.

The First Human Emperor's legs suddenly went weak and he fell to his knees and fainted. A pair of arms supported him and did not let him fall directly, but laid him flat on the ground.

Although there were quite a few people with magical powers and gods and demons present, the First Human Emperor still bore more than 90% of the pressure for their safety. He was a strong man at the level of the God-Slaying Platform, far superior to other gods and demons. Even if all people were tied together, they would be far inferior to him.

Qin Mu and the pharmacist went forward to check on him and treat him, while the other gods and demons gathered around him to resist the aftermath.

At this moment, Taihuangtian was like a magma hell. Lava rain was falling from the sky, carrying black ashes and flints as big as mountains.

The hot wind blew wildly at a speed a hundred times faster than sound or even higher, turning the magma into huge waves that rolled forward and submerged everything in its path.

The shaking of the earth caused volcanoes to continuously erupt from the bottom of the sea of ​​magma, with columns of fire reaching hundreds or even thousands of miles into the sky.

The sky had already broken apart. Colorful space fragments without any thickness were floating in the air with strange light, while some were flying rapidly, like the sharpest knives, cutting everything they passed by.

The breathable air was almost exhausted, and every breath of polluted air brought an unknown amount of toxic gas into their lungs, corroding their lungs. Even if they held their breath, the toxins would still corrode their skin.

Xing'an opened the box, took out a handful of seeds, and blew gently. Suddenly, they were surrounded by green grass and shady willow trees.

The land of six or seven miles in radius that they guard is still relatively peaceful and has become one of the few pure lands in Taihuangtian. It has not turned into a magma world, so Xing'an can use his magical powers to make plants grow and purify the air.

Ma Rulai gently spread out his palms, and the grass, trees and pure land flew up, floated behind his head, and fell into the shadows of the twenty heavens, nourishing the only green with the Buddha's light.

Pure air emanated from all around him, and everyone breathed in the air greedily.

“It’s not a solution to continue like this.”

Ma Rulai and the Buddha's light from the monks formed a huge light shield, protecting everyone, and said: "Even if we use the magical power of creation, we can't hold on for many years. Sooner or later, this sky will turn into a black sun, without any light, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth will no longer exist. Our magical powers will degenerate, our cultivation will fail, and we will eventually turn into a pile of bones here."

Xing An closed the box and suddenly said, "Master Qin, you should be able to build another spiritual energy bridge, right?"

Qin Mu and the pharmacist worked together to calm the First Ancestor Human Emperor's injuries. Hearing this, he looked up and said, "It's impossible. Although I have enough materials, the altar on the Daxu side and the altar here were broken at the same time. The influx of spiritual energy crushed the two altars at the same time. Without the altar on Daxu, I can't build the migration bridge."

Xing An frowned, looked at the shattered sky, shook his head and said, "The gods and demons may survive, they will just gradually become weaker, but the supernatural beings cannot survive. These supernatural beings are a burden, abandon them."

There were tens of thousands of people with magical powers around, and their hearts went cold when they heard this.

Qin Mu straightened up, his eyes fell on Xing An, and he said calmly: "I have been to Taiming Heaven, which is above Taihuang Heaven. There is a passage leading directly to Daxu. Taiming Heaven and Taihuang Heaven have been penetrated. You can go from Taihuang Heaven to Taiming Heaven, and then transfer to Daxu. No one has to die."

Xing An said: "But bringing these people with us will only slow us down. And we gods need to protect them. In this doomsday world, protecting these gods will only consume us faster. I suggest that we travel light."

He glanced at everyone and said, "Perhaps we should kill a group of them first and make dried meat so that they can replenish their nutrition when they are hungry on the road."

Everyone was horrified and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Xing'an, in my eyes, you are also a burden. If you don't want to be a burden, then think like a normal person. On the road, you should help when you should and do your duty. You are not the leader of us survivors, so don't speak in the tone of a leader."

Xing An frowned.

The village chief coughed and said calmly, "Xing'an, there should be a lot of dried meat in your box, right?"

The blind man stroked the Dragon Takumi Spear. The black dragon was as soft as a cat. It swam in his rough palm, vibrating its bones and making a rattling sound. It was very comfortable. The blind man smiled and said, "Maybe we can make Brother Xing'an into dried meat to satisfy our hunger on the road."

The cripple was very courageous at this time, and he laughed and said, "Cut off the two legs first!"

Xing An said calmly: "Old Sword God, you are incomplete and are no longer my opponent. I can let you all attack together. Not to mention you, even if you add Brother Pang Yu, I am not afraid at all."

The pharmacist asked curiously, "What did you say? Say it again."

The corners of Xing'an's eyes twitched, and after a moment, he slowly said, "On the way, I will do my duty."

Qin Mu looked at the First Ancestor. The First Ancestor was seriously injured and it would be difficult for him to wake up for a while. The First Ancestor's body was heavy and he needed the True God Pang Yu to carry him forward.

Other people with supernatural powers can move forward on the sea of ​​magma. It is not difficult for them to step on the magma and walk on the sea. The only thing they need to do is to let the gods present withstand the huge waves of magma and the extremely terrifying hurricane!

A hurricane a hundred times louder than sound could easily blow away any person with magical powers, while the poisonous gas and mountain-sized flints mixed in the wind could seriously injure or even kill them.

Therefore, there must be gods and demons guarding the periphery.

"The volcanoes that erupt from time to time on the seabed are a bit difficult..."

Qin Mu pondered. There were volcanoes everywhere in the depths of the magma sea. Every time these volcanoes erupted, the energy was almost equivalent to a blow from a god or demon. The consequences of such terrible energy bombarding a person with supernatural powers could be imagined.

"The Sword God and I will deal with the volcano."

Xing An suddenly said: "His swordsmanship, combined with my magical powers, is enough to suppress the volcano."

Qin Mu nodded, assigned everyone's responsibilities, and said in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, Taihuangtian has been destroyed. It is difficult to leave our homeland, but being alive is the most important thing. Perhaps in the future, we will come back and pacify the earth, water, wind and fire. But at this moment, we need to leave!"

Sang Huan knelt on the ground, kissed the ground, and gently rubbed the land with her face. Other Taihuangtian's magical masters knelt down one by one, some kissed the ground, and some hugged the earth.

The magical master of Yankang looked at these people quietly. The feelings of family and country may be difficult to experience in times of peace and prosperity. Only in times of crisis can the heavy emotions in everyone's heart be aroused.

After a while, everyone stood up. Gods guarded the surroundings, each using their great powers to stabilize the earth, water, wind and fire. Others stepped on the calm lava sea and followed the people in front of them to move forward.

The magma sea was extremely hot and the air was terribly hot. Even with Ma Rulai's Buddha's light, it was difficult to cool the air down.

"Seal all your pores and retain moisture in your body!"

Qin Mu said loudly: "Those who have the ability to fly, please don't fly, save some energy, the road is long, we need to walk for a long time! Those with higher abilities, please take care of the younger brothers and sisters with lower abilities!"

He walked forward and the lame man took out a compass. The compass was very old and had many scales on it. It should be a treasure. No one knew where the lame man had stolen it from. The needle of the compass was spinning like a revolving lantern and it was impossible to tell the direction.

The lame man sighed, put away the compass, and looked around, but saw that Taihuangtian was full of lava sea. The only place that could determine the direction was probably Luofutian, which was slanted in the center of Taihuangtian.

Taoist Master Lin Xuan and a group of old Taoists were using the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Positioning Technique to determine the direction. Taoist Master Zhu suddenly asked, "There are no stars in Tai Huang Tian, ​​how can we determine the direction?"

Taoist Priest Lin Xuan and a group of old Taoists were stunned and dejected.

Others also wanted to determine the direction, but there were no stars in Taihuangtian at this time, and the magnetic field was chaotic. The magnetic field of Luofutian and the magnetic field of Taihuangtian were shattered by the collision, forming countless magnetic anomalies that could not be distinguished at all.

Among the crowd there were many exotic beasts such as dragons, unicorns, and big deer. Originally they relied on magnetic field for positioning, but now the abnormality of magnetic field made these exotic beasts dizzy.

"Don't worry about the location."

Qin Mu took out some Buddha Yuan Chi Chrome and Ling Buddha Mother Tree from his Taotie bag, looked at Ma Rulai, and said with a smile: "Master Ma, I need the most skillful carpenter in the world."

Ma Rulai smiled and said, "It's me."

Qin Mu looked at the mute again and said with a smile: "Grandpa Mute, I need the most skilled worker!"

The mute grinned, with half of his tongue sticking out of his mouth: "Ah!"

Qin Mu took out a pen and paper and calculated frantically, striving for precision. After a while, he drew a blueprint of a carriage and handed it to Master Ma and the mute, saying, "To build this compass carriage, we need to be precise to the exact moment, so that it can travel hundreds of thousands of miles without deviating from the direction."

Ma Rulai and the mute looked at the blueprint with serious expressions. After a moment, they said, "We can give it a try!"

The two men immediately got busy, striving for perfection and forging each part of the compass chariot. After a long time, the chariot was finally forged by the two men. On the chariot there was a golden man made of red chrome of Foyuan, with one arm raised to point forward. On the golden man's head stood three little men, all holding hammers, and in the center was a drum.

Qin Mu looked at Luo Futian, first determined the direction, adjusted the direction of the golden man's arm, and then called Long Qilin to pull the cart around a few times. No matter how many circles Long Qilin pulled the cart, the golden man's hand always pointed in the same direction.

"Master, I understand the principle of Master Qin's compass chariot. It relies on precise bearings, gears and wheels to rotate so that the golden man always points to one direction."

A young Taoist priest asked the Taoist master, "But what are the three little figures on the golden man's head and the drum used for?"

Many people with supernatural powers in Taihuangtian couldn't help but listen attentively. They had been practicing numerology for the past two years, and many of them had learned from Taoist priests, so they were very curious about Qin Mu's compass chariot.

Taoist Master Lin Xuan said: "Those three little men are calculating the mileage. It should be that every hundred miles, the little men will be driven by the gears and beat the drums. We only need to count the drum beats to know the mileage."

"Why do we need to calculate mileage?" everyone asked in surprise.

Taoist Lin Xuan said: "Master Qin asked Tiangong and Tathagata to accurately calibrate the parts, but even if it is accurate to the moment, there will still be deviations, and this deviation is extremely small. Probably, after the compass chariot travels ten thousand miles, the direction of the golden man's finger will deviate by a few digits. I predict that Master Qin will adjust the direction of the golden man's finger after ten thousand miles, and deviate a little to the right."

Everyone was shocked. Yu He murmured, "Does it have to be so precise?"

“As for.”

Taoist Lin Xuan had a gentle expression and smiled, "A slight deviation in ten thousand miles, a slight deviation in one hundred thousand miles, will result in a deviation of about one hundred miles from the destination. A difference of one hundred miles is already quite large. When doing things, Sect Leader Qin strives for perfection. He couldn't stand the original sun of Taihuangtian, so he blasted it to pieces and asked the National Master to rebuild it. This shows his character."

"He really wanted to blow up our sun on purpose!" The True God Pang Yu, who was carrying the First Human Emperor on his back, said indignantly.

They walked about a hundred miles when suddenly a little man on the head of the golden man pointing to the compass chariot smashed down with a hammer and a drum sound was heard.

Everyone exclaimed: "It is indeed so!"

Taoist Master Lin Xuan smiled and said, "This is the charm of numerology! Numerology may seem useless, but it is actually everywhere. If you want to learn numerology that is more advanced than the various universities in Yankang, you can come to my Taoist sect!"

Old Monk Jingming glanced at him and thought, "The Taoist master has learned bad things from Master Qin and has started to lure others into joining the Taoist sect. We must tell Tathagata about this, lest he be poached by the Taoist sect."

They traveled thousands of miles, and the little man beat the drum a hundred times. Qin Mu really stopped, opened the golden man's belly, carefully adjusted the gears, turned it up a degree, and then continued to move forward.

Everyone's admiration for Taoist Lin Xuan increased even more.

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