The Sword of Disaster, Chapter 1

Chapter 895: The Sword of Disaster, Responding to Disaster

Gongsun Yan was somewhat reluctant, but she had no choice but to see Qin Mu off.

"He said this is his root, and he is indeed a tree... When will the phoenix be attracted to my nest?" The girl looked forward to the future.

Qin Mu came to the residence of the former national teacher Jiang Baigui. The national teacher's wife was teaching Jiang Yunjian to practice magical powers and Taoism. They also had a little daughter, only five years old, named Jiang Qingzhou.

"Don't worry, my brother won't be trapped in the prison for too long."

Qin Mu taught Jiang Yunjian how to practice, and passed on to him the methods of practicing Yu Tianzun's Lingtai Shenzang and Xinghe Shenzang. He said to the wife of the National Master, "Don't worry, he will come back. In the coming years, I will have people send him money and property for food and clothing. You don't need to worry about your livelihood, just teach your nephews and nieces well."

The Imperial Master's wife thanked him, but was a little surprised. She asked, "Why are there only two divine treasures? Where is the divine treasure behind?"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "We will know after someone creates it. I hope it will be a subversion of my divine treasure. It is amazing that Yunjian can open up these two divine treasures within a few years. Let him practice first, and when I come back next year, I will find him a silly teacher."

The wife of the Imperial Master didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Silly teacher? I don't know who the Master is talking about..."

Qin Mu arrived outside the capital, where a new city had already been built to provide a place for people to live. Each city was very simple and could only be used for living.

There are also people with supernatural powers to open up farmland and develop water conservancy and transportation. This matter cannot be rushed, but it is the most urgent.

Qin Mu found the old men in the disabled village. The pharmacist led many scholars to work in the fields, using the art of creation to grow food to temporarily alleviate the urgent problem. The mute and others were rebuilding the factory, and the village chief and others also had their own jobs.

The pharmacist checked Qin Mu's body and said with a smile, "Nothing serious, just eat and drink as usual, and go wherever you want."

Qin Mu said: "I said it was nothing serious, the village chief and others were always worried."

The pharmacist watched him leave, and the village chief said, "Pharmacist, I have never hidden anything from you about the Tyrant Body, and you can't hide anything from me. What is Mu'er's condition like?"

The pharmacist hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Not very good. His immortal consciousness is very strong, but not strong enough to last forever. He is now like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time..."

The village chief was stunned.

The pharmacist said, "I feel a kind of vigorous vitality brewing in his body, as if something is being reborn, a power different from the art of creation. There is hope, but the hope is still in its infancy. I don't know whether it can break out of the cocoon."

The village chief was silent for a long time, then said, "I suddenly hope there really is a tyrant body..."

Qin Mu found Yan Qiling again, and Yan Qiling said, "I still want to return to the Heavenly Palace, to your Majesty, and will not stay in the lower world anymore."

Qin Mu said: "Your master's wife asked me to take care of you before she died..."

“Take care of yourself!”

Yan Qiling smiled and said, "Although the Emperor of Heaven doesn't want you to die, don't forget that there are still many people who want you to die. Although this metaverse is under the control of the Emperor of Heaven, he cannot completely control the Heavenly Army that occupies the metaverse. The giants of the Heavenly Alliance will not let the Emperor of Heaven devour the metaverse, and they must have planted countless spies and forces. You don't have a soul now, and if they destroy your consciousness, you will really die. You are a treasure to the Emperor of Heaven, but not to them."

She had obviously heard a lot of rumors and knew some inside information. She said, "There are gods and demons in the metaverse who are planning to deal with you. You have to be careful. I'm leaving now!"

Qin Mu waved goodbye.

Zhe Huali came over, looked at Qin Mu deeply, and said, "Master Qin, is there still hope for Yankang at the moment?"

"As a swordsman, you shouldn't ask this question."

Qin Mu said: "You are unworthy of your demon sword if you ask this question."

Zhe Huali smiled and said, "I'm just worried about you. If you don't die, I think Yankang can still be saved and there is still hope. If you die, I will leave here and never come back."

Qin Mu laughed and said, "Don't worry, you will be stuck on this land forever!"

Zhe Huali laughed and left.

Qin Mu also left the capital and sat on Long Qilin's head while Yan'er fed him the elixir. As the sky gradually darkened, Qin Mu took out a relic of Ling Yushu and used the Soul Pulling Technique to gather the shattered souls for Ling Yushu.

He himself had lost his soul, but his cultivation strength was still there, as was his vision and knowledge, and he quickly gathered Ling Yushu's soul.

Ling Yushu's spirit stood in the clouds of sorrow and stared at him. Qin Mu said, "Your Highness Yushu, the ghost messenger will come here to take you to the Netherworld. Don't hate Emperor Yanfeng, he is also thinking about Yankang."

Ling Yushu still stared at him, his body ethereal and illusory, and said: "I am not as good as my sister. She has the courage like my father, which I don't have. When he asked me to come up that day, I knew he wanted to sacrifice me to protect Yuxiu. Although I knew it, I was willing to do it."

At this time, a ray of light shone in the darkness, and an old man from the underworld came here in a paper boat and led Ling Yushu on board.

Ling Yushu still stared at him and was unwilling to board the ship.

Qin Mu asked: "What unfulfilled wish do you have?"

"Stay away from my sister!" Ling Yushu said.

Qin Mu's face darkened. The old man with the ghostly message held up a lantern and took Ling Yushu away. Ling Yushu stood on the boat and shouted, "Either you marry her now, or you stay away from her! If I find out that you are having an affair, I will turn into a ghost and strangle you to death! If I can't strangle you to death, I will come to you in your dreams every day to scare you to death!"

The old man got off the paper boat, took out a jade pendant from somewhere and threw it to Qin Mu. Qin Mu was slightly startled, and saw that there was a word "Qin" on the jade pendant. It was the jade pendant that hid the Qin Continent.

"Your brother left Youdu and went to Wuyou Township with your parents. Kaihuang can protect him."

The old man said, "He will be safer there, and Tubo doesn't need to worry about his safety. Tubo said that he has become a competent little Tubo, and he is growing up quickly by your side. This jade pendant is Tubo's horn, which was originally used to suppress him. It is also because of this jade pendant that you and Youdu have a close connection. Tubo said that the jade pendant is given to you."

Qin Mu took the jade pendant and examined it carefully. The Qin continent in the jade pendant was empty. There were only some mountains and the Yuan iron he had looted in Guixu, and the crystal coffin of Madam Yuanmu.

Tian Gong, Tu Bo, Chi Huang, Da Ri, Lao Fo and others have disappeared.

Qin Mu was filled with emotion. He took out a ribbon, strung it together and hung it around his neck.

"The Lord of Heaven and Earth have gone back, the Lord of the Sun has also returned to the Netherworld, the Scarlet Emperor has found the Son of the Scarlet Bright God and returned to the Hanging World, the Great Brahma of the Buddhist World has woken up and taken the old Buddha away."

The old man said, "The Killing Cauldron belongs to Ah Chou Tu Bo. Tu Bo said that he is no longer Ah Chou, but you are. So I gave it to you. Maybe it can help you get through some difficult times."

He looked at Qin Mu for a long time, then suddenly bowed and said, "Tianzun Mu, take care!"

Qin Mu returned the greeting.

When he straightened up, the old ghost messenger and the ghost ship had disappeared without a trace.

"Don't use your energy without permission, it will damage your consciousness." The voice of the old man came from another world.

Qin Mu coughed violently and felt that his spiritual energy was also shaking violently with the cough, and his immortal spiritual consciousness was difficult to stabilize.

After a while, Shen Zang regained his composure, but he still felt his vitality slipping away.

Without the soul, the body is like a tree without roots. Even the immortal consciousness cannot restrain the huge vital energy in his body, so that the vital energy is slowly dissipating.

The Infinite Aeons Sutra of Lord Brahma Buddha can temporarily slow down this flow, but it is only a temporary slowdown.

If Qin Mu cultivated to the realm of the Emperor's Throne, he could cultivate the Immortal Consciousness to the extreme like the Red Emperor and exist for a long time without a soul. However, he was far from being able to do this.

He could only rely on the Three Souls' Immortal Consciousness Sutra and the Infinite Tribulations Sutra to stabilize himself and prevent his consciousness from dissipating.

Qin Mu sat on Long Qilin's big head, closed his eyes and rested. He fell asleep unknowingly. Long Qilin moved forward aimlessly, from night to day, and from day to night.

When Qin Mu woke up occasionally, Yan'er had already cooked the food, which tasted very delicious and his life was quite comfortable.

On this day, a waning moon rose in the sky. A woman invited Long Qilin in the moonlight. Long Qilin ran to the moon. This moon was a corner of the celestial map, and there was a moon palace inside.

The celestial map that originally covered Yankang had been destroyed in the war, leaving only scattered formation diagrams.

Qin Mu and his companions lived in the Moon Palace for a while. His vitality was still dissipating and his cultivation was declining.

The combination of the spirit fetus and the soul is the original spirit. His spirit fetus was originally standing on the Milky Way, very close to the South Gate of Heaven. Now that he has no soul, his magic power is difficult to restrain him, and the spirit fetus is gradually moving farther and farther away from the South Gate of Heaven.

From the perspective of his spiritual fetus, the South Gate of Heaven became increasingly blurry.

The girl in the Moon Palace said to him: "Stay, I can take care of you for the rest of your life."

Qin Mu still chose to leave, and said with a smile: "Life and death are uncertain, I can't delay you."

The girl stood in front of the Moon Palace and shouted, "I don't care! I've been waiting for 40,000 years. I don't care—"

"I care." Qin Mu waved to her and turned to leave.

After coming down from the Moon Palace, he was depressed for a while, his cultivation level faded even faster, and his spirit fetus had already fallen from the middle of the Milky Way to Jianmu, and was still sinking.

If you sink further, you will sink to the underworld, into the treasure house of life and death.

On this day, Qin Mu suddenly became full of energy, sweeping away his previous decadence. He activated the Three Dan Techniques of the Tyrant Body and practiced hard. However, it would have been better if he hadn't activated it. When he activated it, his vitality would dissipate faster!

Qin Mu stopped talking immediately, muttering something to himself. Long Qilin and Yan'er listened to him. What Qin Mu was talking about were some tips on cultivation and various methods without any system. It seemed that he was in a trance.

Two days later, Qin Mu fell into a deep sleep. Long Qilin and Yan'er saw an invisible bubble emerging from between his eyebrows. Many tiny Qin Mus emerged from Qin Mu's head, chattering in the bubble world, speaking a language that no one could understand.

Those Qin Mu were practicing different skills, the Three Dan Gong of Tyrant Body, the Immortal Consciousness of the Three Yuan Gods, the Mysterious Sutra of the Infinite Creation, the Taixuan Gong of the Ancestral Dragon, the Emperor Shi Tianwang Sutra, the Heart Sacred Art of Heaven and Earth, the Martial Arts of Heaven, the Nether City Magic Dao, the Dark Magic Sutra, and there was even a tiny Qin Mu who was practicing the Infinite Tribulation Sutra, creating smaller bubble worlds in the bubble world!

"Fat Long, what is he doing?" Yan'er asked.

Long Qilin thought for a moment and said, "The leader is speculating on the possibility of his survival and looking for a way out from countless possibilities."

"Long Pang knows a lot." Yan'er praised him, stuffed him a magic pill, and continued to pay close attention to Qin Mu in the bubble world.

In the bubble world, small Qin Mus died one after another in various ways, which were horrible to watch.

Some were practicing and suddenly lost consciousness and died with their tongues sticking out. Some went astray and suddenly exploded with a bang. Some died in their dreams. Some suddenly caught fire and burned to ashes!

There were fewer and fewer little Qin Mus in the bubble world. After more than ten days, the bubble world was littered with corpses. However, there was a tiny Qin Mu who survived tenaciously. Although his breath was weak, he had a smile on his face.

Suddenly, the bubble world exploded with a pop and disappeared. Qin Mu opened his eyes, woke up from his sleep, yawned, and said with a smile: "Sister Yan'er, I'm hungry again."

Yan'er hurriedly cooked, and Qin Mu fell into a deep sleep again after eating.

The world in the dream turned into bubbles again, and many small Qin Mus came out of Qin Mu’s eyes, ears, mouth and nose. These Qin Mus did not look for a way to survive, but gathered together with serious expressions, muttering incomprehensible words.

Then, those little people practiced sword skills in the dream world and fought with each other. Sword skills burst out one after another, and many small Qin Mu died in the fight.

"Fat Long, what are you doing, young master?" Yan'er asked.

Long Qilin couldn't understand it either, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

Yan'er narrowed her eyes, withheld food and did not feed him the elixir.

Long Qilin was dejected.

Finally, a sword light appeared, and the only remaining little Qin Mu actually swung his sword, suddenly cutting through Qin Mu's dream world and killing from the dream to outside the dream!

Qin Mu suddenly woke up from his sleep, rolled up, and the little Qin Mu disappeared.

"Turning over to scare the bull, pondering and responding to the disaster late!"

Qin Mu drew his sword and let out a long roar, then suddenly swung his sword and slashed towards his own divine treasure and heavenly palace!