Tales of Herding Gods

Tyrant Body Killing Power

Chapter 829: Tyrant Body Killing Might

There was a commotion in the Taoist temple of Qingyun Heaven. Many Taoists were flying in the sky, running on the ground, searching for the thief. After the theft in the Taoist temple was exposed, the other temples in Qingyun Heaven realized that it was not only the Taoist temple that was robbed, but they were also visited by the thief.

However, the thief was so cunning that no one noticed the looting of the treasuries in the palaces and courtyards until the treasures from these Taoists were stolen, which attracted attention.

Even the Taoist Palace was robbed. Many old Taoists rushed to the Taoist Palace's treasury in a hurry. There were more than a dozen Taoists in the divine realm guarding outside. Other Taoists opened the seal and filed in to check if any treasures were missing.

Taoist Master Lin Xuan looked at the chaos in Qingyun Sect and said with a smile: "Master Qin, when your father came to our sect, there was also chaos. Whenever he came, the uncles in our sect would search for his traces all over the mountains and plains, and even raised several magic dogs to deal with him."

Qin Mu had a headache and said helplessly: "Before, Grandpa Lame's cultivation was not high, so you could still take him down. Now that he has reached the God Realm and practiced the Creation Technique, even his own scent has been hidden. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven to take him down."

The two of them continued to climb upwards as if nothing had happened, as if the death of the disciple of the host god Zhou Tianxing in the Taoist temple had nothing to do with them.

Some Taoists flew hurriedly to the outer sky, asked for a few divine dogs, divine mastiffs, and divine rats from the subordinate divine kingdom, and also asked for some constables to search everywhere.

Qin Mu and Taoist Master Lin Xuan chatted casually and walked up the mountain slowly. Taoist Zhua, Dragon Qilin and Water Qilin followed behind them. Some Taoists asked them to stop, questioned them and then let them go.

"Is Lan Yutian okay?" asked Taoist Lin Xuan.

“It’s not a big problem.”

Although Qin Mu said this, his forehead was about to explode, and he said with a headache: "Your brother has no memory of the past. Now he is just a blank piece of paper. You can draw the most beautiful pictures on it, or you can scribble and draw it in a mess. I am very worried that he will develop the habit of stealing."

"How can a petty theft cause such a big commotion?" Taoist Master Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"Grandpa Lame's rule is that a thief never leaves empty-handed."

Qin Mu said seriously: "Whenever he makes a move, he will steal the best things. Just now, he stole from us and found that Lan Yutian didn't have any treasures, so he stole Lan Yutian away. I am not worried about the safety of my brother, I am only worried that he will learn bad things."

"The thief should have taken Lan Yutian away from Qingyuntian, right?"

"Escape? Impossible. Grandpa Lame is a person who enjoys watching the fun and does not mind getting involved. He must be in the Taoist Palace now, changing his appearance and following those Taoists to search for the whereabouts of the thieves."

The two finally arrived outside the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. The temple was in a state of emergency, with many Taoists coming in and out, activating various treasures such as mirrors to shine around, searching for the whereabouts of the thief Taoist.

A young Taoist hurried out of the palace and met Qin Mu and Lin Xuan. He was slightly startled and said in a low voice, "Why did you come up the mountain? I just told the headmaster about your visit, but there are thieves in the Taoist palace now, so the headmaster has no time to see you."

This Taoist is Yu Chen.

Qin Mu smiled slightly and said loudly: "Yankang Tyrant Qin Mu, the leader of Yankang Dao Sect Lin Xuan, is here to pay a visit to Master Qingyun and the Heavenly Court Messenger! Master Qingyun, you are just a branch of Dao Sect, why don't you come and greet us?"

His voice was loud and clear, rushing up from the foot of the mountain and exploding in the sky above the Qingyun Taoist Palace. The sound spread throughout the Qingyun Taoist Palace and the Twenty-Four Halls!

When the many Taoists who were searching for the thief Taoist heard the voice, they stopped involuntarily and looked over here. The atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressing.

Taoist Yuchen's expression changed slightly.

Taoist Lin Xuan was calm and composed, as if he had expected Qin Mu to say this. He said calmly, "Master Qin has the Yankang Tyrant Body, unparalleled in the ages. If you make a name for yourself, I'm afraid there will be countless people in the Taoist Palace who want to kill you."

Qin Mu smiled and said, "There are many people in the world who want to kill me, but I am still alive. Although I have the title of Tyrant Body, the title of Tyrant Body is more due to killing, not being praised by others. You should not worry about me, but yourself. I call Qingyun Sect a branch of Taoism, how can Qingyun Sect tolerate you?"

Taoist Master Lin Xuan waved his whisk and laughed.

Taoist Yuchen frowned and said in a low voice: "You two have no sense of propriety! I only let you go up the mountain because of our friendship. You go up the mountain quietly, and the headmaster will meet you quietly and give you some benefits, and then you can go down the mountain. Now you bring up your own names, and if the envoy of the heaven knows about it, will he still tolerate you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old voice came from the Taoist Palace, saying: "Yu Chenzi, please invite the young friend from Yankang Taoist Sect and Qin Ba Ti to come in."

Taoist Yuchen had no choice but to bow and say, "Just follow me. You have caused trouble, and it is hard to say whether you can leave alive..."

Qin Mu said with a smile: "Brother Yuchen, we are not poor relatives who came to the mountains to beg for food. We were beaten and kicked out for sneaking in to ask for food. What is the envoy of the Heavenly Court? Didn't I kill the prince Qiu Ming of the Heavenly Court? Brother, you had a very broad vision and insight when you were in Lu County, which made me admire you. How come you are so unbearable after returning to the Taoist sect?"

Taoist Yuchen frowned and led them to the Taoist Palace, shaking his head and saying, "You don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

The two of them smiled slightly and walked into the Taoist Palace in full view of everyone.

Inside the Taoist palace, the main hall is extremely spacious, measuring a hundred feet in radius. However, what is strange is that there is no dome on top. This Taoist palace is open to the sky, with sunlight shining down from above.

Qin Mu looked carefully and saw that because the Taoist Palace had no dome, the light from the sun, moon and stars in the sky could shine down. Moreover, the space here seemed to be strange. After the sun passed, the light from the moon would be cast here, making the Taoist Palace always in light.

The artificial starry sky, after its light has been gathered, appears much larger from here than from other places. One can even see the textures and palaces on the stars with the naked eye without using any magical powers.

The stars are bright and colorful, which is very magical.

At this moment, there were already dozens of old Taoists sitting on cushions in the main hall of the Taoist palace, floating in the air, each with a auspicious aura surrounding them.

These old Taoists looked ancient, and it was unknown how many years they had lived. They had long eyebrows and snow-white hair. They sat there with their dim eyes wide open and a solemn expression.

Although their eyes were blurry, terrifying rays of light flashed from time to time, and it was obvious that their cultivation was unfathomable.

There are also some Taoists who are relatively young. Young is a relative term. These Taoists are probably not young at all. They all have gray hair, and their Taoist robes are washed white. Some of the robes are tattered, and the straw sandals on their feet are also worn out, with a few toes sticking out.

Qin Mu glanced around and noticed a few people who were dressed the most brightly.

One of them was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow Taoist hat and a purple ribbon, holding a whisk in his hand and a Taoist sword on his waist. He should be the headmaster of Qingyuntian.

The others should be visitors from the Heavenly Palace. They were very young, mostly boys and girls, with delicate features. They were looking curiously at Qin Mu and Taoist Lin Xuan who walked in.

The strange thing is that the head of Qingyun was not sitting in a high position, but on the next level, with a lower status than those young boys and girls.

Those young boys and girls were not sitting on the highest seats. The highest seat was occupied by the statue of the Taoist ancestor, which should be a wooden sculpture and was very old.

The statue was about ten feet tall and was of a sloppy Taoist with a whisk stuck on his back and a strange compass in his hand. He was bent over with the compass sticking forward and his eyes were on the compass.

The wood carvings are lifelike and vivid.

"It's him indeed."

Qin Mu smiled. This sloppy Taoist was the same Taoist he met at the Yao Chi Gala, who attended the banquet with the young Lord Brahma Buddha.

At that time, the Taoist did nothing but study divination every day, while Brahma begged for elixirs. The two of them were supported by the elixirs he begged for. Moreover, Brahma had a temper. If you gave him more elixirs, he would refuse them and say that they would ruin his practice.

"The Dao Sect in the lower world was built by the abandoned disciples of the Dao Sect. They helped Kaihuang in the Kaihuang era and committed treason. They are actually guilty."

The head of Qingyun Sect sat on a very high seat, looking down at Lin Xuan and Taoist Zhu, explaining the origin of Yankang Daoism, and said slowly: "And my Qingyuntian, also known as Qingyun Sect, is the direct lineage passed down by the Taoist Ancestor, and has always lived here. In the past, when the traitor Kaihuang rebelled, Qingyuntian lived in seclusion in the heavens of the Yuanjie, and was ordered to seal the Yankang sky. According to the laws of the Heavenly Court, the Yankang Daoism was to be exterminated, and it was me who asked the Heavenly Court to spare you. Little friend Lin, you just said that my Qingyuntian was a branch of your Daoism, now you know the reason, right?"

An old Taoist priest next to him sneered and said, "Little friend Lin, why don't you pay homage to the headmaster?"

Daoist Master Lin Xuan bowed to Master Qingyun and said, "Senior Brother."

The Taoists frowned and shouted, "Asshole! Why don't you kneel?"

Lin Xuan greeted the elder with the etiquette that is performed by peers. According to the rules, the younger generation should kneel down and kowtow to the elders three times and kowtow nine times!

Qin Mu smiled and said, "We are from the same sect, so we are all from the same sect. You are not the Taoist ancestors, so are you worthy of kneeling down to see your fellow disciples?"

"I have the three treasures passed down by the Taoist Ancestor on me: the whisk, Taoist shoes, and Taoist cap. They represent the Taoist Ancestor, so I am naturally worthy of Lin Xiaoyou's kneeling worship."

The head of Qingyun Sect looked at Qin Mu with a sharp gaze and said, "The Heavenly Saint Sect Master of Yankang is also known as Tyrant Qin Mu. Little friend Lin is from the same sect, and I also recognize this junior brother. He doesn't have to bow down. Why don't you bow down to me?"

Qin Mu laughed dumbly and said, "Don't say you don't deserve my bow. Even if the Taoist Master himself comes, he won't deserve it. If I bow to you, it will shorten your life."

The head of Qingyun Sect waved his whisk and said leisurely: "Yankang is a small country. My Qingyun world governs 24 divine kingdoms, and no kingdom is smaller than Yankang. You are the leader of a small sect in a small country, and I can pay homage to you."

He smiled slightly and said, "The one behind me is the messenger from Heaven. He comes here on behalf of Heaven and symbolizes the authority of the Emperor of Heaven. He deserves your worship. Qin Ba Ti, you can kneel down and pay homage."

The young boys and girls from the Heavenly Palace behind him sat on the thrones, looking at Qin Mu with great interest.

Qin Mu laughed loudly, shook his head and said, "Since the headmaster insists that I worship, then I will worship Daozu first. Little ghosts in the heavenly court, step back and don't block Daozu!"

Master Qingyun frowned and left the throne.

The men and women in heaven chuckled and left their seats.

Qin Mu stepped forward, looked up at the slovenly wooden statue of the Taoist priest, and said with a smile: "Old Taoist priest, I am here to see you. Your disciples asked me to come and pay my respects to you. So I will do my respects!"

He had just lifted up his clothes when suddenly the ancestral wood statue made a loud bang and broke into pieces!

In the Taoist temple, all the old Taoists were shocked to see that after the wooden statue of the Taoist ancestor cracked, Taoist fire suddenly ignited and quickly burned to ashes!

Qin Mu laughed loudly, but did not bow down. He turned to the headmaster Qingyun and said loudly: "Old Taoist priest, your disciples asked me to worship your Taoist cap, Taoist shoes and whisk. To worship these three treasures is to worship you. So you should worship me as well!"

He made a gesture to bow down, but the Taoist crown on Master Qingyun's head suddenly exploded with a bang, the whisk in his hand suddenly caught fire, and the Taoist shoes under his feet turned into ashes in an instant!

Qin Mu straightened up, looked at the bewildered Qingyun Sect Leader, and said with a half-smile: "Teacher, now you know that you are not worthy of my worship, and neither is Daozu. Put away your arrogance."

Master Qingyun had disheveled hair, threw away the whisk that had burned to ashes, and stood there barefoot, at a loss as to what to do.

The other old Taoist priests were shocked and at a loss: "Is Tyrant Body really that powerful? Even the Taoist Ancestor doesn't dare to accept his worship?"

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