"The King of Hell wants to interrogate you? What have you committed?"
In the Wenyuan Hall, all the sect leaders in the past were frowning. The sect leader Zuyang said: "Is the crime committed a big thing or a small thing? If it is a big thing, why not rebel!"
The other leaders suddenly became excited and immediately made plans on how to rebel, how to incite other dead people in Fengdu, and even came up with dozens of slogans for rebellion.
Qin Mu hurriedly said: "It's not a big deal, it's just a trivial matter. It doesn't warrant rebellion. I just snatched the souls of several people who died in Fengdu during the battle to intercept the gods in the Shenduan Mountains and revived them."
That’s all.”
The sect leaders of all generations fell silent. After a while, the sect leader Hu Jun suddenly slapped his thigh and said: "Where did we just talk? Yes, yes, it is the flag used by the rebellion! I think the Martial God flag should be used..."
Qin Mu smiled and said: "It's just a trivial matter..."
"A trivial matter? To rob people from Fengdu City, is this a trivial matter?"
Many cult leaders turned their heads, glared angrily, and sneered: "The robbery at Naihe Bridge even made us scared to death, thinking that Fengdu was coming to kill us! This is not a trivial matter at all, the King of Hell will definitely kill you!"
Si Yuanwei said: "If it is a small matter, we will ignore you and let the King of Hell take you and spank you twice, then let you go. But this is a major matter that is threatening Fengdu, and the only way to go is rebellion!"
"
Outside the hall, the voice of the god Chixiu came, and he said impatiently: "Master Qin, if you don't come out, I will break in!"
The young Patriarch suddenly said: "Master Qin, why did the King of Hell not interrogate you directly, but let you wander around the city? If you really committed a serious crime, shouldn't you be put in a heavenly prison and strictly guarded?"
When he asked this question, everyone woke up. Qin Mu did not behave like a prisoner at all. Instead, he went to Fengdu to visit relatives and friends and beat them up.
The young Patriarch asked again: "Did the King of Hell interrogate other people before interrogating you?"
Qin Mu nodded and said: "We interrogated Xing An and Witch God Wei. Xing An was released by him, and Witch God Wei was surrounded by many ghost kings to study because of his magical powers in Youdu. The King of Hell also wanted to study Witch God Wei's magical powers.
Then let me out first."
"Then what you did was a trivial matter."
The young patriarch showed a smile and said with a smile: "I know that Xing An has committed a big crime. The King of Hell has let him go. Wei Wushen is the god of Youdu, so the crime he committed will only be bigger. Interrogate them first and explain their guilt.
Above you, your sins are much less than theirs. If you follow the god Chixiu, the King of Hell will not make things difficult for you."
Many sect leaders nodded one after another and said: "You can go ahead. If the King of Hell wants to kill you, we will go to rob the law field and the passage of reincarnation!"
Qin Mu felt relieved and walked out of Wenyuan Hall. The god Chixiu was standing with one leg on the head of the stone lion in front of the door. He was arranging his feathers. When he saw him coming out, he pulled out the bird's beak from the feathers and said, "Follow me."
Let’s go.”
Qin Mu followed him and said: "Senior Chixiu, this time the King of Hell summoned..."
"Stop talking, you sound like a stranger."
Chixiu said: "I hate people who are still alive. If you die, your words will be more pleasant to the ears. Also, the King of Hell is not summoning you, but interrogating you."
They arrived in front of King Qin's palace. Qin Mu looked towards the front of the palace and saw a bunch of flesh balls still struggling and fighting. Xing Yan still did not give up the bodies of others, obviously unwilling to give up his own path.
"Even a wise man like Xing Yan can't give up the benefits he has received, so that he is obsessed with profit."
He couldn't help but shake his head. It was difficult for Xing Mian to make a decision, and instead he wasted his own life. But it was no wonder that he had been tirelessly cutting off other people's bodies and taking them as his own all his life. To let him give up now would be to give up on his previous path.
It was really hard for him to accept denying his own life.
The more people achieve great achievements and have great perseverance, the harder it is for them to change themselves, change their perceptions, and admit their mistakes.
"It's going to be daybreak!"
Suddenly, a shrill cry came from Fengdu City. Qin Mu hurriedly followed the sound and saw giant beasts lying on the ridges of the halls. Those giant beasts looked up at the sky and shouted: "
All prefectures and cities, be careful! It’s almost dawn!”
In Fengdu City, wandering souls were flying all over the sky and scurrying around. On the ground, many majestic gods and demons were running around, trying to escape in a hurry.
Qin Mu was slightly startled and said to Chixiu: "God Chixiu, what will happen when dawn comes?"
The god Chixiu didn't take it seriously and said: "At dawn, the sun will come out. They need to hide, otherwise the pure Yang fire of the sun will burn them. This sun is different from what you see outside."
Qin Mu was puzzled. Suddenly, the darkness outside Fengdu receded quickly, and the foggy Youdu suddenly became extremely bright!
This was the first time he saw the scene at dawn in Fengdu. The bustling scene of gods and demons dancing on the street suddenly became deserted. All the gods and demons closed their doors, wandering souls dived into the abyss, and the giant beasts on the ridge of the palace also disappeared.
They all hid in the hall, and the whole Feng became quiet in an instant.
Then, the white light turned into red light, and a huge scorching sun burned with blazing flames, rising from the distant horizon of Fengdu. In an instant, the flames rushed and struck from the east. The rolling flames were like a flowing ocean, covering the sky and the earth.
Come, fill all the streets, submerge all the palaces and buildings.
The blazing pure Yang fire flooded all the sacred cities in Fengdu, and it was so hot that the space seemed to be distorted!
Qin Mu was bathing in the pure Yang fire, and saw that his skeletal body had faintly emerged blood, flesh, and meridians. When he looked down, he could even see the internal organs in the ribs!
And when he looked at the gods and demons hiding by the windows of the palaces, the flesh and blood of those gods and demons gradually became illusory, revealing the white bones!
This true sun fire seems to be completely useless to him. It is only useful to those gods and demons in Fengdu. It can burn the bodies of those gods and demons and burn their souls and spirits!
In the east, the huge sun is getting hotter and redder. You can vaguely see the palaces standing in the sun, which are extremely huge. In front of the temples in the sun, there are huge drums. The drums have been erected, and there is a vigorous dance.
The gods and demons in the body were beating the drums frantically, causing the pure true fire of the sun to flow continuously towards Fengdu.
In the sun, there are thousands of temples, thousands of drums, thousands of giants, beating the drums crazily, and the real fire spurts and flows, drowning Fengdu!
"This is……"
Qin Mu's mind was shaken, and he suddenly heard screams. He hurriedly turned around and saw the big ball of flesh transformed by Xing An blazing in the true fire of the sun. Dozens of faces were twisted, struggling, screaming, and in great pain.
Their bodies were burned by real fire and turned into phantoms, faintly revealing Xing Yan's true body.
Xing An was also in agony. At this moment, he suddenly jumped up and jumped into the Nai River with a thud. The mist of the river under the Naihe Bridge rolled up, and monsters surged, submerging Xing An.
"Xing Mian!"
Qin Mu quickly rushed to the river. The mist in the river became thicker and thicker. Against the flames of the sun, he could not see any trace of Xing An.
"He fell into Youdu."
The god Chixiu fluttered his wings twice, but the true fire of the sun was useless to him. He urged: "Hurry up, the King of Hell is still waiting for you!"
Qin Mu composed himself and followed him into King Qin's palace.
In the palace of King Qin, the King of Hell was still wearing a black robe and a black cloak, shrouding his face and body in darkness. Qin Mu looked around but did not see those ghost kings.
"Chixiu, you can go out." The voice of the King of Hell came as he sat on the throne of King Qin's palace, high above him.
"Yes." The god Chixiu exited the Qin Palace.
On the throne, the King of Hell was flipping through a volume of classics, and there was a rustling sound as he turned the pages. At this moment, he and Qin Mu were the only two people left in the palace, and he seemed not to be affected by the rising sun at all.
Qin Mu was worried. After a while, the King of Hell stood up, and the lights in King Qin's palace became dim and unclear. Qin Mu suddenly felt that he was shrouded in darkness.
"You are from Wuyou Township, right? Who is your father?"
Qin Mu was slightly startled, not understanding why he suddenly asked this question, and said: "My father Qin Hanzhen's ancestral home should be Wuyou Township, but I was not born in Wuyou Township..."
"Qin Hanzhen?"
The King of Hell was stunned and whispered: "Have you reached the generation of Han? Yu, De, Chang, Ming, Han, Feng, Huan, Zhen. The surname Qin has reached your generation, which should be more than a hundred generations."
He picked up the book he had just been flipping through, found the word Han, and said: "Han is the 106th generation, Feng is the 107th generation, your real name is not Qin Mu, your name should have a
"Fengzi."
Qin Mu nodded, but did not say his real name.
Since meeting the Great Master, he has realized that telling his real name is a very dangerous thing, especially for someone like the King of Hell who controls Fengdu, it is extremely dangerous.
Although there is a palace of the King of Qin here, and the King of Hell also has the genealogy of the Qin family, he cannot act carelessly.
"You were right in not telling me your name. This world is indeed very dangerous."
The King of Hell said: "My surname is also Qin, but it is a given surname. I am a son of a dragonfly. I was originally nothing, an orphan, lonely and helpless. Your Majesty allowed me to be included in the Qin family tree, and my name is on the genealogy."
Qin Mu understood that Zhuzizi was an adopted son, which meant that he was not originally a member of the Qin family, but was later given the surname Qin and adopted as an adopted son.
"I haven't seen visitors from Wuyou Township for a long time."
The King of Hell walked past him and came to the door of the palace. He looked at Fengdu, which was submerged in flames, and said: "I originally thought that Your Majesty would return here from Wuyou Township, but I didn't expect that I would not wait for him in twenty thousand years. I only waited for Your Majesty."
My one hundred and seventh generation grandson. You used Youdu’s magical power to steal a few souls from me. I noticed that your appearance was somewhat similar to His Majesty’s, so I didn’t stop you.”
Qin Mu was still doubtful and asked tentatively: "You mean the Kaihuang is still alive?"
The face of the King of Hell is still shrouded in black robes, and even the extremely strong firelight cannot penetrate the darkness under the black robes and cloaks: "Your Majesty is still alive. After the opening of Wuyou Township, he led the last gods to leave this world to preserve their power.
, waiting for the counterattack. Your Majesty, with his great talent and strategy, realized the impending crisis very early, so he ordered me to open up Fengdu so that the gods who had no time to leave could rest in silence, enter Fengdu, and wait for their comeback. This wait will last 20,000 years...
…You just said that you were not born in Wuyou Township, so where were you born?”
Qin Mu was silent for a moment and said in a solemn voice: "Youdu."