Meet the Lord Again

Chapter 679: Meeting the Lord Again

"A martial arts master who plows the fields?"

Qin Mu wanted to see this Heavenly Master immediately. Suddenly, he remembered something and said, "The woodcutter is revered as a saint. Are all Heavenly Masters saints?"

“Not really.”

The fisherman shook his head and said, "Among the four heavenly masters, he is the only one who can be called a saint."

Qin Mu was slightly startled and said, "But among the four Heavenly Masters, Teacher Qiaofu has the lowest cultivation strength, right?"

The fisherman smiled and said, "If being a saint is determined by how strong one's martial arts are, then the Kaihuang era would be full of saints. The woodcutter became a saint not because of his cultivation strength, but because of his thoughts on achievements. He laid the foundation for the 20,000-year foundation of the Kaihuang era, with the four heavenly masters, headed by him. It's a pity that it only lasted 20,000 years."

Qin Mu was about to ask again, but the fisherman was concentrating on fishing for the moon and did not continue talking about other Heavenly Masters.

"Why did Master Qiaofu become the leader of the four great celestial masters? Who is the other celestial master?"

Qin Mu suppressed his doubts and cast the Soul-pulling Technique to call back the souls of the Moon Herders from the Nether City. He saw countless corpses of the Moon Herders standing up one after another beside the Moon Well.

Long Qilin trembled like a sieve and quickly buried his head in the ground, not daring to look.

Yan Jingjing stepped forward and comforted him softly, saying, "Don't be afraid, big dog. They are all dead and won't do anything to you."

Suddenly, a ghost came hurriedly on a paper boat, bringing with it a gust of cold wind. He arrived in front of the Chengtian Gate, but did not pass through the Chengtian Gate to the world of the living. He shouted, "What trouble are you going to cause? Can you be quiet for a while?"

Qin Mu quickly greeted them and said, "My Lord, I cannot bear to see these heroes' bodies exposed in the wilderness, so I invite their souls to return to their bodies and bury them before letting them return to Youdu. Apologize, Apologize!"

The ghost's expression eased a little, and he looked at the fisherman who was fishing and tying the moon. He was a little afraid and said, "Qin Fengqing, I am not unreasonable, but you can't come to my Youdu again and again to ask for people. If you do this, it will be difficult for me to explain to Tubo! After you borrow the souls of these people, you should return them as soon as possible, but Tubo will still remember you."

Qin Mu asked the resurrected Mu Yue people to dig their own graves. He said to the Yin Messenger through the Chengtian Gate: "Emperor Yanfeng has a small notebook to record the number of beheadings. Does Tu Bo also have a small notebook? Lord, how many correct characters are recorded in my small notebook?"

The shady messenger sneered, "I don't know anything else, but I know yours is not just a small notebook, it's a huge stack this thick!"

He opened his arms and gestured: "These are all your great achievements!"

Qin Mu's face suddenly turned dark.

Many of the Sun Shepherds had already dug their graves and carved tombstones for themselves. They sat in their graves and all of them bowed to Qin Mu and said, "Thank you, Emperor!"

Qin Mu returned the greeting and said, "Please rest in peace, all the heroes."

The skeletons of the Moon Shepherds lay down one after another, and their heroic spirits flew up one by one, passing through the Chengtian Gate and returning to Youdu. Qin Mu paid tribute and waved his hand, and the tombs closed one by one.

The ghost said: "I won't pursue today's matter any further, I'll just remember your fault."

Qin Mu walked among the tombs, checking the names on the tombstones one by one. He turned around and said, "During the Taihuangtian War, visitors from the Underworld held the Book of Life and Death and summoned the souls of countless demons and demon gods to return to their bones. How big of a sin was that? Did Tu Bo remember it?"

The ghost was slightly startled and said nothing.

Qin Mu sneered, "Is Tu Bo afraid of the Black Emperor of the Underworld? The Underworld is a part of the Netherworld, right? The Black Emperor divided the Underworld, and Tu Bo dared not even fart. The visitor from the Underworld used the Book of Life and Death to summon countless demon souls, sacrificed these demon souls with blood, and destroyed Luofutian Taihuangtian, and Tu Bo dared not even fart!"

The ghost was furious: "What do you mean you don't even dare to fart?"

The fisherman's ears twitched, and he tightened the fishing rod in his hand, ready to save people at any time. He thought to himself: "The Qin family member is too ignorant of the seriousness of the matter. This Yincha is the incarnation of the Tianqi Rensheng King. He was disrespectful to him and was disrespectful to Tu Bo in front of him. I'm afraid that the Tianqi Palace Lord will not let him go..."

Qin Mu put on a smiling face and said, "I just said that Tu Bo is too cowardly. He should at least say something."

"What do you mean by cowardly?" The ghost was still furious.

Qin Mu remained silent.

The fisherman was extremely nervous, the muscles on his back were tense, and his nerves were stretched as tight as strings. He thought to himself, "If I disrespect Tu Bo for the second time, Lord Tianqi will definitely not be able to hold back!"

After a while, the ghost sighed and said, "It's not that Tu Bo doesn't want to do it, but he can't do it. The strength of the underworld is nothing to Tu Bo, but the strength of the heaven is too huge."

Qin Mu curled his lips: "You are bullying me? There is a thick notebook recording my faults. Where is the one recording the underworld? Is Tu Bo bullying the weak and afraid of the strong?"

Yinchai was furious, and after a moment he laughed out loud, "I won't argue with you about this. Tubo is selfless. His small book will not become thinner just because the Heavenly Court is powerful, nor will it become thicker just because you don't have a background. The reason you have a thick big book is because you have done too many evil things."

"That was what my brother did. How can you put the blame on me?"

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "What if the visitors from the Underworld came to Yankang, used the Book of Life and Death to awaken the dead in Yankang, and then sacrificed the dead with blood? What can the Underworld do? What can Tubo do? Would Tubo dare to fart?"

The yinchai flew into a rage: "How dare you swear!"

Qin Mu looked aggrieved and said disappointedly: "Tu Bo is too heartless to be fair and just. He is so mean to me. I'd better let my brother go back to Youdu..."

The ghost stared at the expression on his face through the door, and suddenly laughed: "God has added another seal to you. You can't let him go. Don't try to deceive me!"

Qin Mu lifted the willow leaves, revealing his third eye. The ghost immediately saw that there was suddenly an overlapping pupil in the pupil of his eye. It was another person's eye peeking out, and he was very curious.

The fisherman quietly turned his head and looked at Qin Mu's third eye curiously, even forgetting to reel in his fishing line.

He really wanted to see whether there was the seal of Tubo, the incarnation of Tiangong, the thoughts of Chihuang and the Lord Brahma Buddha in Qin Mu's eyes.

If the Yinchai was not here, he would have wanted to get into Qin Mu's eyes and pay a visit to these senior masters.

Yinchai's face changed drastically, and he said quickly: "Build it! Build it! I'm really scared of you, let me think about it first..."

Qin Mu pasted the willow leaves on.

The ghost walked back and forth on the boat, looking very embarrassed. He wanted to enter the world of the living to talk to him in detail, but it was not night yet, so it was not convenient for him to show up.

Qin Mu waited quietly. After a while, the old man sighed and said, "Okay. Bring me your Book of Life and Death. I will imprint a magical power on your Book of Life and Death to suppress the other party's Book of Life and Death. Is that okay?"

Qin Mu said seriously: "Master, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Wouldn't it be better if you taught me this magical power?"

The old man shook his head and said, "You are digging a hole for me to jump into. I will never trust you. I will pass on my magical power to you. Once you learn it, you will use it to deal with those guys in the underworld. And with your character, you will definitely pass it on to everyone in the world. By then, my magical power in the underworld will be worth a lot of money."

Qin Mu blushed, showing a look of shame, and handed him the Book of Life and Death: "Your Majesty is wise."

"I am naturally holy and wise."

The old man turned his back and used his magical power to imprint it on the Book of Life and Death. Then he turned around and threw the Book of Life and Death to him, saying, "Don't randomly summon the souls of the underworld. It's very scary! Who knows if it's you or your brother who is going to summon some souls to eat? And the one fishing for the moon, your idea is very dangerous. Give it up as soon as possible, otherwise his brother will hold your big head and chew it!"

He left by boat.

Qin Mu dispersed the Chengtian Gate, breathed a sigh of relief, and excitedly flipped through the Book of Life and Death to check the magical powers left by the old man Yincha in the book.

The fisherman said hesitantly, "This Lord of Tianqi Prefecture speaks so bluntly? He holds my head and chews it? Qin family son, is your brother very fierce?"

Qin Mu nodded repeatedly: "Super cruel! You must not provoke him!"

The fisherman caught a moon, and his soul rubbed it, refining it to the size of a plate. He said calmly, "What do you think of my strength?"

Qin Mu praised: "The Heavenly Master is unparalleled in power and very strong, many times stronger than Teacher Qiaofu."

The fisherman asked, "Did you offend your brother?"

Qin Mu scratched his head and said, "Last time, my brother threw me into his eye and trapped me. I saw that the Heavenly Father clone and the Red Emperor clone were completely defeated by him."

The fisherman's face turned pale and he stopped talking. He concentrated on fishing for the moon, but his arms, which were usually so steady, were shaking a little.

Qin Mu continued to check the magical powers on the Book of Life and Death. The Book of Life and Death was originally as bright as a mirror, but now there was a group of seemingly chaotic runes in the middle.

These rune marks are very complicated, like ghost paintings, and there is no clue of their meaning. However, when you look inside, you will find another world.

Beneath the ghostly appearance, there is an extremely complex and intricate rune structure. Some textures extend from above like pillars of heaven, with no bottom in sight. Some textures are intricate like interwoven webs. Other runes are constantly flowing and changing, flashing various colors.

Qin Mu had never seen such a complex and magnificent magical power. He was attracted unconsciously. His face moved closer and closer to the Book of Life and Death, trying to see more of the structure inside and comprehend this magical power thoroughly.

Yan Jingjing couldn't pull Long Qilin's head out of the soil, so she had to walk towards him and said, "Brother Cowherd, your big dog doesn't dare to come out..."

Yan Jingjing looked stunned, she saw Qin Mu’s head suddenly disappeared!

Qin Mu's head had already entered the Book of Life and Death. The Book of Life and Death was just a piece of extremely thin gold paper. Qin Mu's head poked into the gold paper, but did not come out from the back of the paper, as if his head had disappeared out of thin air!

Yan Jingjing was startled, and hurried forward, tugging at Qin Mu's collar. Qin Mu pulled out the head from the Book of Life and Death, and asked in confusion: "Sister Jing, what's wrong?"

Yan Jingjing was relieved to see that he was fine, and said, "The big dog doesn't dare to come out."

Qin Mu took a glance and saw that Long Qilin's head was buried in the soil, its buttocks facing the sky, and it was still trembling.

"Fatty Long, it's time to eat." Qin Mu said.

Long Qilin quickly pulled his head out, pounced over like lightning, picked up a wash basin and placed it in front of Qin Mu, then squatted down obediently and stared at the basin intently.

After a while, he did not see any elixir put into the basin. He looked up at Qin Mu in confusion and shook his thick dragon tail.

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