Qin Mu tried to sense the altar outside the ancestral court again and again, but failed again and again. There was always a force in the void that interfered with his consciousness.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The interference came from the mineral veins. It was obviously Dahong who was sabotaging his reverse summoning.
Suddenly, he felt that the interference disappeared, and his spirit immediately became strong. His consciousness finally made contact with the altar outside the ancestral court!
Qin Mu was overjoyed and immediately activated his reverse summoning magical power. His vitality and spiritual consciousness were mixed together, and he activated the altar outside the ancestral court from a distance.
At this moment, he seemed to hear a song that was graceful and melodious, but also sad and sorrowful, like an abandoned woman singing by the river. While singing, he walked into the river and slowly disappeared into the cold river water.
He looked back and saw a well-dressed queen walking towards this side carrying a dahong.
Qin Mu's eyes were in a trance, the ancestral court in his eyes disappeared, and he heard the sound of running water.
The scenery before his eyes changed. A river appeared in front of him. There was a faint mist in the river. A sad woman was walking towards the middle of the river. Her body was gradually submerged by the river water.
She was humming a sad ballad, but she couldn't understand the lyrics.
"Illusion!"
Qin Mu suddenly stirred up his consciousness and said angrily: "Illusion of Divine Consciousness! You dare to show off in front of me, I am the great master of Illusion of Divine Consciousness!"
He heard a woman's voice whisper in his ear: "I am the ancestor of the illusion of spiritual consciousness."
Qin Mu gritted his teeth, activated the Three Pills of Hegemony, mobilized Da Luo's supreme spiritual consciousness, the Infinite Tribulation Sutra, and used all the spiritual consciousness and magical powers he knew to try to break through this sudden illusion.
However, he felt that his body and soul seemed to be out of control, and he continued to summon magical powers in reverse, and his connection with the altar outside the ancestral court became increasingly closer.
Cold sweat broke out on Qin Mu's forehead. The illusion of divine consciousness of God King Gong Yun had invaded his body, asking him to take him and Dahong away from here.
He tried to crack it, but it was clear that God King Gongyun's consciousness was above his, and was always holding him firmly down.
The reverse summoning was activated, the void was turbulent, and another altar emerged from the depths of the void.
The light shines!
Qin Mu gritted his teeth and fought desperately against the illusion of divine consciousness of God King Gong Yun. The river and the woman in the river suddenly disappeared and then reappeared, changing from clear to hazy again and again from hazy to clear again.
The melancholy song gradually became distant and then gradually approached, overcoming Qin Mu's consciousness time and time again.
Suddenly, the woman's voice came to Qin Mu's ears: "Are you Mu Qing? The spiritual consciousness and supernatural powers of later generations are really extraordinary. Maybe we will meet again in the future, if you don't die..."
The sound got farther and farther, and all the illusions in Qin Mu's eyes disappeared. The surrounding lights were bright, and the Tianlong chariot appeared on the altar outside the ancestral court.
The lights are the lights on the big ships of the Tianhe Navy!
Countless large ships surrounded the place. The flags on the ships were fluttering and waving. Countless heavenly soldiers and generals stood on the altar. In addition to the Tianhe Navy, there was also the army of the Nanluo Division.
After they entered the ancestral court, the two armies still chased them here and stayed outside the altar, trying to catch the turtle in the jar!
Luo Xiao drove the giant beast in the void and rushed towards the encirclement, trying to break out of the encirclement. He shouted loudly: "Brother Mu, come with me and fight out!"
Countless heavenly soldiers and generals activated their formations and surrounded him. Countless divine soldiers and countless magical powers flew up from the ship and bombarded him.
There were also countless heavenly soldiers and generals who trapped the altar and killed them.
Qin Mu looked around and saw neither God King Gong Yun nor Da Hong.
For that ancient god king, even more soldiers and horses could not keep her, because even Qin Mu's spiritual consciousness could not break the illusion of her spiritual consciousness.
When she entered and exited the Tianhe Navy and Nanluo Division's armies, it was as if they were in uninhabited territory.
The goddess king left with Dahong. What greeted Dahong would be endless torture and humiliation.
"Gong Yun, will he be Gong Tianzun in future generations?" Qin Mu secretly asked.
His gaze passed over the countless gods and demons that were being killed, and landed on Luo Xiao, who was fighting hard. Luo Xiao was already trapped in a tight siege. Tianhe Navy and Nanluo Division had set up a dragnet. Even Qin Mu could not find it in the face of this heavy siege.
Escape.
"Luo Xiao!"
Qin Mu's spiritual consciousness rushed over, but his spiritual consciousness was constantly shattered by the power of countless magical powers and magical weapons: "Don't bring the void beast back to Taixu! That void beast was not surrendered by you.
, the Emperor surrendered and gave it to you on purpose! Don’t take it back to Taixu!"
Countless divine soldiers roared up and completely blocked the altar in a black mass.
Yan'er hurriedly held the lantern, looked at this scene with a pale face, and urged: "Master! If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
Qin Mu's consciousness struck again, but he still couldn't let his consciousness rush to Luo Xiao's side.
"Yan'er."
Qin Mu stopped trying, closed his eyes, and whispered: "Turn out the lights."
The smoke blew out the lantern, but the light of the magical weapons and magical powers made the surroundings of the altar as bright as day, and they still could not leave here and return to the ghost ship.
Yan'er, Long Qilin and the six heavenly dragons looked desperately at the incoming magical weapons and magical powers, and couldn't help but close their eyes.
"Where I am is the capital of Youdu." Qin Mu said softly.
Swish.
Infinite darkness spread out from him and soon enveloped the altar.
The darkness disappeared as quickly as it came. Then the darkness was dispersed by the light of divine weapons and supernatural powers, and the Tianlong chariot on the altar, as well as Qin Mu, Long Qilin and Yan'er on the chariot, all disappeared.
The waves of the Tianhe River are surging and the river is quiet, running through the heavens and the years. A ghost ship suddenly appears, jumps out from the water, and floats on the river.
The flag was flying, with the word Yulin embroidered on it.
Wei Suifeng stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the heavy fog ahead, turned back and said: "Junior brother, what happened to you after you have been away for so long?"
Qin Mu stepped off the Tianlong chariot and looked at the mist on the Tianhe River quietly. After thinking about it for a long time, he said, "I encountered history."
"That's how history is."
Wei Suifeng understood what he said and said leisurely: "It will not change because of your interference and experience. All your efforts will be part of the past history. I feel deeply."
Qin Mu came to his side, and the two of them grabbed the side of the boat and looked out, as if they wanted to see through the fog of history.
Wei Suifeng experienced more, and a kind of simplicity settled in his Taoist heart, making him no longer as wild and unruly as before.
"Junior brother, where do you want to stop next?" he asked.
"Next stop?"
Qin Mu's eyes were dark and he said calmly: "I want to go to the Southern Emperor Suzaku. I still haven't met her, so I still want to find her. Can this ship go to an older era? I want to go to the early years of Longhan.
Meet her."
"Can't go."
Wei Suifeng said: "Materials are not easy to come by. The furthest you can go is the era when this ship was built. You cannot go to the era before that. Because before that, there was no such ship. The same is true for Ling Tianzun's magical power. Tianhe
At best, the mist can only take you to the era after Ling Tianzun was born, and she can't do anything about the older eras. The ghost ship was built about a thousand years after the early years of Longhan, and the oldest era is when you went there last time.
of that era.”
Qin Mu nodded lightly and said, "Then, let's stay in the Longhan era."
Wei Suifeng looked at him and said doubtfully: "When I look at my junior brother, I always feel a little melancholy. Why is this?"
"I got to know a brother. He is very simple and sincere in his treatment of others. However, I cannot save him."
Qin Mu said sadly: "I knew his ending, and I wanted to change his fate time and time again, but I found again and again that he was destined to have that ending. I was thinking about where he is now, and where he will be.
What dangers are he facing? I'm still thinking that maybe when he meets me again in the future, he will go crazy and hate me for lying to him..."
The ghost ship floats on the river and is about to sail out of the fog.
Wei Suifeng urged: "It's time for you to leave. Cheer up, you are Mu Tianzun!"
Qin Mu cheered up and stepped onto the Tianlong chariot.
Wei Suifeng stepped forward, held the reins, looked up at him, and said: "You are tired from traveling all the way. I should leave you to rest on the ship, but I cannot leave you. These soldiers and I have become one with the ghost ship, and we have become
Matter does not change. The longer you stay on the ghost ship, the more likely it is that you will be assimilated. By then, you will not be able to leave the ghost ship, and you will eventually become a wild ghost in time and space like us."
Qin Mu's eyes fell on his face and said calmly: "Then how many more times can I borrow the ghost ship?"
"No more than five times."
Wei Suifeng said: "The sixth time you will be assimilated into hard matter by the ghost ship. By then, we will all be doomed! Junior brother, you must cherish these five opportunities. After five times, I will send you back to Yankang!"
"
Qin Mu nodded.
The Tianlong chariot sailed out of the ghost ship and sailed into the mist.
Near the altar outside the ancestral court, Luo Xiao experienced countless fights and escaped again and again from the encirclement and suppression by the Tianhe Navy and the Nanluo Division's divine soldiers and generals.
"How is Brother Mu doing?"
He fled to the Tianhe River. He was confused and exhausted. He could no longer hold on. His body was about to die. He escaped here with his last belief.
He wanted to return to Taixu and tell the tribesmen in Taixu these three prophecies.
He lay on the back of the void beast, feeling that death was coming and approaching him step by step.
"I must go back alive. This is the last hope of the Taixu Creators..."
His eyes were a little hazy. The death of his physical body made his eyes slowly become blind. He could still observe the surroundings by raising his eyebrows, but everything he saw was blurry.
The young Creator felt that the enemy was chasing him again, so he had to use his last consciousness to control the Void Beast and escape.
Finally, he vaguely saw a ship on the Tianhe River approaching him, and the Void Beast also exhausted its strength and fell on the water.
The boat stopped and a young man came out of the boat.
"Who are you?" Luo Xiao heard his own voice asking.
"My name is Yun, others call me Yun Tianzun."
The young man said: "You are seriously injured and I can no longer save you. Brother, what else do you have in mind?"
"Yun Tianzun!"
Luo Xiao felt himself grabbing the young man's wrist with his cold hands. Two lines of tears fell from his eyes, and the tears were also cold.
His heart had stopped beating and his body was cold.
However, he thought of the first prophecy.
"Yun Tianzun, I will tell you where Taixu is. You take me to Taixu to meet my people. My consciousness is about to become silent, and I will wake up there!"
Luo Xiao stared, but his pupils were already gray: "I will dig out the eye between my eyebrows and give it to you. It is a sacred stone, a token of my people. When they see this sacred stone, they will believe you!"
"
"Then where is your body?" Yun Tianzun asked.
"Tianhe Navy and Nanluo Division are chasing me, and they will not stop until they see my body."
Luo Xiao tried his best to stand up, raised his palms, gathered the last of his spiritual consciousness, dug out the vertical eyes between his eyebrows, held them in his hands, told him the geographical location of Taixu, bowed and said: "Please, Yun Tianzun!
"
His breath was gone, but he still stood on the Tianhe River.
Yun Tianzun looked at him blankly, and finally accepted the Taichu Divine Stone: "I promise you, warrior."
Luo Xiao smiled, fell on his back, and his body was washed downstream by the water of the Tianhe River.
Yun Tianzun returned to the boat with the sacred stone, and the void beast followed him to the boat and squatted down quietly.
Yun Tianzun glanced at the void beast and shook his head, thinking it was Luo Xiao's mount.
A few years later, Yun Tianzun finally found Taixu. He entered Taixu and met some simple creators.
He took out the Taichu Divine Stone from Luo Xiao's eyebrows and gave it to the clan leader there.
The creators received him cordially, and they held a large-scale sacrifice, allowing Luo Xiao's consciousness to become an ancestor.
"He's a hero."
Yun Tianzun met a lovely girl named Bingxue. The girl was also the Creator. She admired Luo Xiao very much and also worshiped Yun Tianzun very much.
"Only a hero among the Creator can subdue such a giant beast of the void!"
Although the girl was small, she was taller than Yun Tianzun. Looking at the giant void beast that followed Yun Tianzun to Taixu, she said: "When I grow up, I will also become a creator like Luo Xiao.
"
"What's your name?" Yun Tianzun looked at her delicate face and felt lost for a while.