As soon as these words came out, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Qin Bo's godless pupils.
He took a deep look at Qin Yu and bowed to the end: "The Son of God is kind, and sinners will be grateful!"
After saying this, two more monks from the Punishment Hall came forward, one from the left and the other from the right, to take Qin Bo down.
In this way, this matter has come to an end for the time being.
"It's settled here, the ceremony of conferring gods will proceed as usual!"
The saints withdrew from the scarred arena and returned to the floating island to conduct the ceremony of conferring gods.
Qin Yu, who had gone through two incredible battles, gained the support of more Qin clan disciples at this moment.
The ancient Chinese character Qin shone with golden light, like a bloodline brand, and finally disappeared from Qin Yu's heart.
At this moment, Qin Yu seemed to realize that he could clearly feel the emotions of the Qin clan's children, such as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
You can even capture some of their thoughts.
Only then did he understand why the position of Son of God was so important to the Qin people.
Even to a certain extent, he is still above the clan leader!
This is the belief of the entire Qin people! It is also the soul of the Qin people!
Now that the Qin clan has the son of Qin Yu, they will burst out with extremely vigorous life force.
The future of all this seems within reach.
"The Son of God is really powerful. It would be great if I could have such a chance..." At this moment, Qin Yu seemed to vaguely hear a voice with extreme sadness.
His heart moved slightly and he looked towards a corner of the crowd.
Just then, I noticed a lonely figure turning away.
Qin Yu's eyes lit up.
…
In front of a dilapidated house, a thin figure wearing a coarse linen shirt greeted him.
The young man was thin, his clothes were ragged, and he was very downcast.
But his waist is surprisingly straight, and there is an unconcealable perseverance between his eyebrows.
But that young but weathered face seemed to tell the world how much suffering he had suffered.
"One day, I will be able to attract so much attention!" I don't know what he thought of, but there was a look of deep yearning in the young man's eyes.
He raised his head and found that he had walked to the door of his house without knowing it. With a cheerful smile on his face, he shouted:
"Shishi, brother is back!"
Normally at this time, as soon as he opened his voice, a little girl with pink and jade sculptures would rush out of the short and dilapidated wooden door not far away, and throw herself into his arms with her teeth and claws open.
No matter how tired or sad he is outside, he will be healed at that moment.
Qin Qiong lost her parents due to urination, and she and her sister Qin Shi depended on each other.
Within this large Qin clan, the two of them are like shrimps in the deep sea, unable to make any waves.
Life was very hard, and it was difficult to survive.
But in his opinion, his sister is the best gift God has given him.
Just when he was preparing to welcome his sister's arms with great expectation, he found that there was no movement in the room.
His expression couldn't help but change.
He picked up his feet and ran towards the house.
Squeak!
Pushing open the wooden door, which was basically useless except for show, the scene inside the house made him shrink his eyes.
No one!
The few pieces of furniture that were turned over were extremely messy!
The ground is full of broken debris!
My sister has always been very well-behaved and doesn't go out much. Those people must have come again!
"Damn it!"
He rushed out of the door and headed straight in one direction, gritting his teeth.
In the eyes of the outside world, all of the Immortal-level forces should be either rich or noble.
Qin Qiong cannot guarantee that for other forces, but this is definitely not the case for the Immortal Qin Clan.
Here, there is oppression and oppression, helplessness and sadness, and too much hardship and pain.
The boundless and vast Fengming Mountain Range is like a prison that cannot be escaped to many low-level disciples.
He lived a miserable life there, but he didn't even have the qualifications to escape.
Especially, he is a loser who can hardly practice!
"A useless person?" In the secluded main hall of Emperor Qin's residence, the surprised voice of the young god son suddenly rose to several levels.
"Yes, according to the information passed down by the people below, it is indeed the case!" Qin Siyao stood in front of him, holding a jade slip of communication in his hand, and said firmly.
"His father Qin Hua was an ordinary disciple of the branch. He died in battle many years ago when he went out to carry out orders!"
"After her mother gave birth to a daughter, her source of energy dried up due to insufficient supplies, and she died not long after!"
"He and his sister are left alone to depend on each other!"
"But he seems to have very little talent. It took him a full ten years to draw Qi into his body at the most basic level. Now he has just reached the threshold of a martial artist. If he wants to go one step further... it's unlikely!"
Qin Siyao raised his head and glanced at the young son of god with doubt in his eyes.
It seems that he doesn’t understand why such a person would attract the attention of the Son of God!
It should be noted that the Immortal Qin Clan is so large that in addition to the disciples of the major main lineage, there are also countless branch lineage disciples.
There are also a large number of servants and maids recruited from the jurisdictions under its jurisdiction. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a country.
The young man named Qin Qiong is like a drop in the ocean among such a large number of Qin people. He is completely inconspicuous.
But after Qin Yu came back from the God Ceremony, the first thing he did was to ask her to collect information about this person, which was really weird.
I thought he was some kind of remarkable person, but after checking... well, he turned out to be a completely miserable little person.
Listening to Qin Siyao's detailed report, Qin Yu frowned slightly.
There was a strong ancient aura in that man's body, and he was clearly the divine witch body that shocked the world in ancient times.
Possessing the ability to swallow heaven and earth, he is a born god of war!
How could it be trash?
Did you make a mistake?
Improbable!
With his current level of cultivation, it is basically impossible for him to have hallucinations.
Could it be... is this a bloody counterattack by losers?
Moreover, are martial arts masters weak after ten years?
Outside, no matter where you throw it, you will still be a rare genius, okay?
Thinking back to when he was sixteen years old, martial arts masters didn’t know anything!
Hmm...well, he doesn't know now, and he has never been in the martial arts realm...
Suddenly, he raised his head and asked, "Where does he live?"
"On the edge of the Xiling Mountains in the Fengming Mountains, about twenty miles away, there is a dilapidated wooden house!" Qin Siyao was stunned, glanced at the message in the jade slip, and replied quickly.
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yu fluttered his robe and walked away.
"Son of God, where are you going?"
…
The Fengming Mountain Range stretches endlessly, like a giant stretching across the horizon, and it will wake up at any time.
The great Immortal Qin Clan was formed around the Fengming Mountain Range.
The main peak Fengming and the thirty-six missionary peaks are extremely far apart from each other, but in terms of the entire Fengming Mountain Range, this area together can only be regarded as the middle part.
If we want to compare it to a city, then the area where the main peak and Thirty-Six Mountains are located is the center of the bustling city.