Qin Mu turned into Mu Qing's face again and walked on the Tianhe River, his pace getting faster and faster.
The Longhan era began to go downhill when it was at its most glorious.
He looked down and saw that there were many divine kingdoms in the Yuan Realm below. The powerful demigods had knocked down the statues of the ancient gods.
Those huge statues are symbols of the power and strength of the ancient gods. They are tall and towering. Some are directly carved from the entire sacred mountain, while others are collected from the sacred gold and iron, which are extremely extravagant.
In previous years, people from all ethnic groups in Li often came to offer sacrifices and worship, offering jewelry and children to the ancient gods who controlled the power from above, praying for good weather and for God not to bring disasters.
This time the ancient gods went away and left the heaven. The power in the heaven was emptied. The demigods took advantage of the situation to rise and steal power. The ancient gods became the old gods. Naturally, their statues were torn down and their altars were broken.
However, Qin Mu also saw that after the powerful demigods destroyed the statues and altars of the ancient gods, they enslaved the people of Li to work hard and built new altars in their place.
On the new altar, statues of powerful demigods were erected.
Qin Mu unknowingly walked down the Tianhe River, getting closer and closer to the mortal world. Everywhere he looked, there were scenes of destroying old gods and establishing new gods. The people and all races of Li were still enslaved, and life was still worse than death.
The new gods who hold power are in high spirits, celebrating their victory and ascendancy, enjoying the beauties and delicacies offered by the people, surrounded by mountains of various treasures.
They drank freely in the wine pool and the meat forest, laughed loudly, and were extremely happy.
And under the feet of their majestic bodies, there are hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of ordinary people prostrate, trembling, burying their heads deeply, and kowtowing like garlic.
"Ah, this is the mortal world."
Only then did Qin Mu wake up. He had been walking on the Tianhe River in the past. He walked too high and saw too far. He did not see the sentient beings in the Yuan Realm.
Ah, this is the mortal world.
He just realized this, yes, this is the mortal world, people have not only failed to destroy the gods in their hearts, nor the gods in the temples, nor the new and old gods who are above them.
Power has been released from its cage, and it is difficult to lock it back in.
When the servility is evoked, it is difficult to straighten the waist and knees.
Why has it been clear that the Emperor of Heaven has been eradicated and the rule of the ancient gods has been overthrown, but people's lives have not changed, and they are still as numb as before?
Why have the old gods left this world, but a group of new gods have been born?
Shouldn't all this change?
Does this Longhan Revolution have nothing to do with mortals?
"Yes, this Longhan Revolution is far from successful. It only removed the Emperor of Heaven and the Ancient Gods. It only removed the original ruling class and replaced it with a new group of rulers. The Longhan Revolution was a sham.
Yes, hypocritical."
He was a little confused and murmured: "Yun Tianzun, have you seen it? Don't live too high or too far. If you are too high or too far, you will not be able to see the suffering of all living beings. If you are too high or too far, you will lose the motivation to move forward. If you are too high or too far, you will forget.
One’s original intention and intention.”
He walked among the majestic sacred mountains of the Yuan Realm, looking at the ancient gods celebrating enthusiastically, and seeing all living beings suffering as before.
From Longhan to Chiming, from Shanghuang to Kaihuang, and then to Yankang, the goal that these generations of people with lofty ideals strive for is not personal power and status, not personal desire and wealth, but the simplest belief.
The God in the ruined heart, the God in the ruined temple.
Dark night fell, and the night curtain opened, covering the Yuanjie.
His mind was so excited that he walked at night with the lights on, and the strange feelings in his heart were as undulating as the water of the Tianhe River.
He is like a pedestrian carrying a lantern into the dark history of ancient times, looking for the footprints left by his predecessors in the darkness, looking for their spirits like candles in the dark night.
It is a spirit imprinted in the blood of ordinary people, simple yet exciting, making people’s eyes filled with tears and their blood boiling when they come into contact with it.
Their simple and unsophisticated spirit is deeply imprinted in the dark sky of history.
When future travelers walk into the dark history with lanterns, the light illuminates the darkness, and their spirits shine like stars, inspiring future generations.
Qin Mu did not stop. The long roars of ancient gods and demons came from the darkness, and the sacred mountains in the distance looked like huge beasts crawling in the darkness.
In the darkness, a demigod discovered it and called out: "Mu Tianzun——"
Qin Mu was stunned, and then he realized that he was still Mu Qing.
He avoided the demigods who tried to hunt him and changed his form to look like a demigod.
He walked from night to dawn, and from day to night, gradually approaching the territory of the human race.
In the early morning of this morning, he came to the human territory of the Longhan era, and the sun poured down, shining on his dusty face.
He smiled and saw people cultivating the fields and a village not far away. There were also some supernatural beings teaching children how to open the divine treasure and become warriors.
In the distance, there are human cities, and hard-working caravans have begun to set off, intending to rush to the nearby cities of other acquired races to trade goods.
It is peaceful here, with smoke rising from the villages, and people living and working in peace and contentment.
Qin Mu put away the lantern and walked forward facing the rising sun with a smile on his face.
Suddenly, the sky was violently turbulent. People raised their heads in panic and stared blankly at the sky.
Qin Mu looked up and saw the sloping Tianhe River, which was like an extremely huge white python hanging in the sky, shaking violently and falling towards the Yuan Realm!
"The geographical trend of Tianhe has changed..."
Qin Mu was at a loss in his heart. The Tianhe River originally flowed from Xuandu to the Sijitian, and then from the Eastjitian to the Yuanjie. After passing through the Heavenly Court, it entered the sky of the Yuanjie.
Many tributaries of the great river run through many heavens in the Yuan Realm, and then flow out from these heavens and converge together.
This great river that runs through the universe floats through the sky of the Yuan Realm, cuts into Youdu, turns into the River Styx, and flows into Guixu.
But now, Heaven has risen and changed the trend of Tianhe!
Tianhe falls from the sky and is about to fall to the earth.
And the Tianhe flowing on the ground will be the Yongjiang of later generations!
But if the Tianhe falls, it will probably cause disaster to the people living here!
A flood sweeping across the world will destroy everything here!
Without thinking, Qin Mu shouted loudly, his body grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly transformed into three heads, six arms, and a body of ten thousand feet, leaping into the air and heading towards the falling Tianhe!
boom!
The Tianhe fell on him, and boundless power pressed on his shoulders. Qin Mu's vitality bloomed, and his vitality enveloped the thousands of miles of Tianhe, trying his best to prevent this section of the Tianhe from falling.
However, Tianhe, which was imprisoned between heaven and earth, lost its confinement, and all the weight pressed down on him, still making his muscles and bones crack, bending his spine, and forcing his body to continue to fall to the ground.
Qin Mu roared loudly, the muscles under the skin expanded, the tendons tightened, and the six arms held Tianhe up, like a giant carrying the sky on his back, and the skin exploded bit by bit.
Suddenly, in the territory of the human race, a god-man who respected the human race rushed into the sky, each holding up a section of the Milky Way. Their rising figures were like streams of light.
Qin Mu's pressure was greatly reduced, but even if the gods of the human race took action, they could not carry the weight of the Tianhe. This river was still pressing them down and falling towards the Yuan Realm.
Finally, Qin Mu's feet landed on the ground, his feet sank deeply into the ground, and he shouted to the people who were dumbfounded: "Let's go quickly——"