The Helplessness of the Holy Infant

Chapter 971 The Helplessness of the Holy Infant

Qin Hanzhen was in a heavy mood: "Yes, Mu'er suffered too much. When he knew that he was just Qin Fengqing's second consciousness, I really don't know how he persisted and didn't collapse."

Princess Zhen burst into tears: "When I learned that he gave up his soul and dug out his eyes to save Feng Qing, I couldn't stop crying. This child, I don't know how he survived. Feng Qing has a mother, but he is an orphan, and he has to suffer such torture..."

Qin Mu is the second consciousness in Qin Fengqing's body. Qin Fengqing, the son of the God of Youdu, did too many evil things and was sealed by Tu Bo and exiled to the world of the living.

The moment from Youdu to Daxu in the Yang world, Qin Mu's consciousness was born, so he was an orphan from birth and was placed in a basket. Aunt Ping'er took him all the way to escape and avoid being hunted down by the gods and demons in heaven.

He drifted to Yongjiang, his aunt Ping'er died, and Canlao Village took him in.

From childhood to adolescence to young adulthood, Qin Mu always thought that he was a unique life, until he knew that he was just the second consciousness born in this body, this body did not belong to him, and he did not even have his own soul.

Later, facing the Yankang calamity, he was surrounded and overwhelmed by despair. In order to ensure that Qin Fengqing, the son of the Youdu God, would not fall into the hands of the Heavenly Court, he resolutely dug out his third eye, gave up his soul, and sent Qin Fengqing to Youdu.

He only retained this body that did not belong to him, allowing his consciousness to survive, and became what others called a useless person, a useless tyrant.

It was hard for Princess Zhen and Qin Hanzhen to imagine how Qin Mu had survived all these hardships. It was also hard for them to imagine why Qin Mu had been able to maintain such a strong fighting spirit, running around, and even finding his way here.

Their love for Qin Mu was not only parental love, but also a sense of guilt and indebtedness.

"Tell Emperor Kaihuang about this matter. He will not let him suffer any harm no matter what."

Qin Hanzhen steered the ship away and consoled him, "Kaihuang has wanted to see him for a long time. His strength is unfathomable, so he must have a way."

Princess Zhen nodded silently, but she couldn't help crying when she thought about the torture Qin Mu would suffer at the hands of the Creator.

“This is pure torture!”

In the territory of the Xiu nation, Qin Mu was covered in a bright red robe by the Creators and sat on the highest seat, feeling a little uneasy.

When the creators changed his clothes just now, they also put a bright red bellyband on him. When Qin Mu thought of this, he felt indescribably uncomfortable.

However, it was natural for a naughty boy under two years old to wear a bright red bellyband. After all, children of this age all ran around naked in bellybands. Qin Mu also wore it when he was two or three years old. The blind grandfather and the lame grandfather often pinched and flicked his little bird, and they would not stop until he cried loudly.

This is the past, let’s not talk about it.

He sat on the highest seat, and the platform was shaped like an altar. Compared with an adult Creator, it was not very big, but compared with him, it seemed extremely magnificent.

Qin Mu sat at the top of the altar, feeling like a sacrifice on the altar, and was quite panicked.

The creator of the Xiu nation was so enthusiastic that not only did he let him sit in the highest seat, but he also let everyone come to visit. Everyone would stop in front of him for a long time, stare at the eyes between his eyebrows carefully, then nod slowly and happily retreat from the altar.

Qin Mu sat there obediently and allowed them to observe. After all, Xiu Zhong was standing behind him, leaving him no chance to slip away.

"These creators who escaped to the other world have indeed fallen!" In his mind, Shujun followed his eyes and looked around, feeling somewhat heartbroken.

Although the Creator still has a tribal system today, it is very different from what it was back then. The biggest change is the architecture. The buildings here are extremely gorgeous and luxurious, with carved beams and painted rafters, and are intricate and exquisite.

Moreover, the various palaces, pavilions and terraces are ups and downs, and are staggered. The Creator even visualized the surrounding mountains and rivers, and made the geography around this city colorful. The mountains, rivers, trees, flowers and plants form a pattern of ink and color. Looking down from the sky, it is a pattern of Phoenix City, with the phoenix spreading its wings and flying high.

Shujun was so angry that his eyeballs were shaking and bouncing in his sockets, and he kept saying that this was a betrayal of tradition.

However, what surprised him and Qin Mu was that the creator here had actually begun to visualize and even practice his magical powers!

They saw many children who looked about the same height as Qin Mu, trying hard to visualize their magical powers, trying to use visualization to bring out the power of their magical powers.

Children of the Creator who are one or two years old, or even newborn babies, can practice cultivation. This is because they rely on their divine consciousness to pass on and inherit wisdom. When a Creator baby is born, the elders will come in person and use their divine consciousness to pass on the wisdom of the Creator race to him.

Therefore, even a newborn baby Creator can speak, write, and mobilize his spiritual consciousness to practice, and is very powerful.

There are also some majestic creators who teach these children knowledge about runes and the principles contained in the runes.

What surprised Qin Mu even more was that the Creator, who he thought was a crude and vulgar man who hit people with a big bone stick, actually started learning to forge magical weapons!

Those creators who are proficient in forging use a method of spiritual forging to refine and visualize weapons. Weapons forged through repeated tempering with spiritual consciousness are almost as good as those made of divine gold and divine iron!

"The Creators have undergone a huge reform and are almost keeping up with the times."

Qin Mu couldn't help but secretly admire: "They are much more advanced and smarter than primitive people like Shujun."

Shujun didn’t know what he was thinking, otherwise he would be furious again.

Xiuzhong said to Qin Mu, "I have already informed other tribes about the appearance of the Holy Infant. The tribe leaders of Zili, Zhuqiu, Yanlong, Xiatai and other tribes will come. There will be a grand event. At that time, the tribe leaders of each tribe will have a small test to verify whether you are the Holy Infant."

Qin Mu was apprehensive and asked, "A small test? Is it dangerous?"

"It's not dangerous, absolutely not dangerous!"

Xiu patted his chest heavily, which was louder than the sound of a drum, and laughed: "You are a holy child, how dare they use a test that is too dangerous?"

Qin Mu felt relieved.

Xiuzhong said: "This time, the leaders of all tribes of my Creator have also come here to witness this grand event! She is our king, the only Creator God King!"

Qin Mu showed excitement, secretly complaining in his heart: "Will my parents come to save me? I guess even if they come, they don't have the ability to fight their way out of the hands of so many Creator Clan Chiefs. Even if Kaihuang comes in person, I don't know if he can defeat these Creator Clan Chiefs. What's more, there is also a God King! If he is exposed..."

After a long time, Qin Mu finally met all the creators of the Xiu nation. There were not many creators of the Xiu nation, only more than 100,000 people including old and young, but it took several days to meet so many creators, old and young.

These creators did not leave, but formed several large circles around the altar. The scene was very similar to what Qin Mu saw in the Blood Rust Zone.

Back in the Blood Rust Zone, he saw many skeletons of creators standing in circles around the altar, and in the center of the altar was a pool of liquid light that gathered into the shape of the God of Heaven.

The current scene made him have some bad associations.

"Will these creators visualize an ancient god to test me? It would be fine if they expose me, but if they beat me to death, I'm doomed!"

Just as he thought of this, Xiu Zhong stepped forward and came to the altar. He said in a deep voice: "My fellow Xiu people, the Holy Child has come to the world and will lead our Creator clan to restore the ancient glory, sweep the universe, and reorganize the world!"

More than a hundred thousand Creators cheered, shaking the heavens and earth and resounding through the clouds.

"The Holy Infant is a God-given prodigy! A big-headed monster baby came to the neighboring Wuyou Village. It was arrogant and domineering and killed my people. But when the Holy Infant comes to the world, it will definitely be able to kill the monster baby with a wave of its hand!"

Xiuzhong shouted, "Everyone, join me in offering sacrifice to the Holy Infant, help the Holy Infant grow, and get rid of the monster baby next door as soon as possible!"

The more than 100,000 creators responded loudly, and the Primordial Divine Stone between their eyebrows shone with light, becoming brighter and brighter. Rays of light flowed in the air like colorful clouds, converging towards Qin Mu who was at the highest point of the altar!

Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat. This was the standard for offering sacrifice to the Great Emperor!

In his mind, Shu Jun's big head was throbbing like thunder, cursing angrily: "When I was the Third King, no one worshipped me like this. This stinky boy was treated as a holy child because of my glory, and you actually worship him as the Great Emperor! You are blind and ignorant!"

Qin Mu had already sealed the Primordial Stone with his supreme consciousness. Even though he roared angrily, he was unable to transmit his consciousness out.

The rays of light formed by the Creator's visualization consciousness would soon condense into substantial liquid light and flow towards Qin Mu's brows.

Qin Mu only felt that terrifying energies were drilling into his brain, causing his consciousness to begin to grow stronger and his physical body to continue to improve. The speed was so fast that even he found it incredible!

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a heavy divine consciousness transformed into a sound that exploded in mid-air, shaking the divine consciousness of more than 100,000 old and young creators around the altar, making it impossible to continue the sacrifice.

Xiuzhong frowned and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see magnificent buildings, chariots, phoenixes, flying dragons, castles and other objects flying in the sky, with majestic creators standing on them, shining brightly all over their bodies, and the diamond-shaped vertical eye between their eyebrows shining even more astonishingly.

These creators landed on the ground and waved their hands, and the buildings, ships, chariots, flying dragons and other objects turned into spiritual consciousness and dissipated.

"Holy Infant, the ones coming are the clan leaders of each clan."

Xiuzhong whispered to Qin Mu, then went to meet the clan leaders and said in a deep voice, "You clan leaders have come from afar, but please forgive me for not welcoming you. But why did you interrupt our sacrifice to the Holy Infant?"

An old Creator with white hair, white eyebrows, white robe and a scepter in his hand paused heavily on the scepter, looked at Qin Mu with a lightning-like gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is the Holy Infant or not is still undetermined. Why should Patriarch Xiu Chong be in such a hurry? Qin Ye, the evil thief, is full of tricks. Be careful that the Holy Infant you found is fake. He deliberately made it to deceive us!"

Xiu Zhong said: "The prophecy says that a holy child will appear in the future with the original stone. Mu Qing has the original stone between his eyebrows, so he must be the holy child."

The old Creator in white robe leaned forward, his huge head even bigger than the altar, and he looked closely into Qin Mu's eyes, then retracted his gaze after a moment.

The other clan leaders also came forward and carefully looked at Qin Mu's third eye. They nodded and said, "It is indeed a rough stone."

Xiuzhong smiled and said, "Now that the identity of the Holy Infant has been confirmed, then..."

"Wait a minute!"

The white-robed Creator shook his head and said, "The prophecy also says that when the Holy Child is born, he will not only have stones embedded in his eyes, but he will also be born with the Seal of Authority, symbolizing the Creator's supreme power! If he is the Holy Child, then he must have the Seal of Authority in his hand when he is born!"

"That's right."

The Creators of other tribes said one after another: “The Holy Child in the prophecy will hold the supreme power of the Creator as soon as he is born. When he was born, he was born on the altar that carries the supreme power, symbolizing the supreme authority! This is the prophecy that the ancestors got from the divine consciousness of our ancestors, and it can’t be wrong!”

"The traitor surnamed Qin is extremely cunning and scheming. He wanted to borrow a piece of land, but who would have thought that he was so ambitious and wanted to borrow such a large area!"

A patriarch of the Creators was furious. He drew a circle with his hands and gestured, saying, "Qin the traitor asked to borrow the Land of One Sword, but it turned out that the Land of One Sword is the Thirty-three Heavens! This fellow is cunning. If this Saint Infant who suddenly appeared cannot produce the Seal of Authority, then he must be a spy sent by Qin the traitor among us!"

In Qin Mu's vertical eye stone, Shu Jun's big head cheered and shouted: "That's right, this kid is the spy, I am the Holy Infant you are looking for!"

Xiuzhong frowned and looked at Qin Mu on the altar.

Qin Mu had no choice but to take out the Great Emperor Seal and said hesitantly, "Is this the Seal of Power you are talking about? And the altar that carries the Seal of Power..."

A huge altar flew out from the vertical eye between his eyebrows and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Is it this altar?"

Qin Mu had a helpless look on his face, secretly complaining in his heart: "I really don't want to be your Holy Infant. I want to go home. I just want to go back to Worry-Free Township! But if I say it out loud, you will definitely beat me to death..."

————I am a home pig who is still working hard on writing during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I am aggrieved to ask for a monthly ticket. My cold is almost healed, but I keep coughing. I can't eat and often wake up in the middle of the night with coughing. Guoguo and his wife have also been infected by the pigs...