Tales of Herding Gods

When We Become History

Chapter 488 When We Become History

Qin Mu carried the box and followed Bai Qingfu, Bai Quer and others to the mansion in Bailong City. He kept thinking about Bangong Co's words and felt uneasy.

Although Pangong Tso is his mortal enemy, he is an old monster who has lived for ten thousand years after all. He is knowledgeable and experienced, and his words make sense.

The era they lived in was at least 30,000 to 40,000 years ago, the end of the Upper Emperor era, which was already shaky and about to collapse. They came here riding on Xing'an's box for unknown reasons. If they changed something that happened in history in this era, wouldn't it mean that history would be rewritten?

If history were rewritten, would the Kaihuang era still exist? Would Yankang still exist?

The most important thing is, are they still there?

Any slight change, as small as a hair, may cause earth-shaking changes to the "future generations"!

"Brother Qin, Brother Ban, you don't have to worry. Beiluo Shimen is guarding the Heavenly Court and is extremely powerful. The Heavenly Court is also extremely powerful. There is also the Emperor himself in charge, so there won't be any problems."

Bai Qingfu invited them to sit down. The surroundings were brightly lit, and dragon balls were suspended in the air, illuminating the place like daylight.

Seeing that he looked a little unhappy, Bai Qingfu guessed that he was worried about the safety of the front line, and comforted him: "Beiluo Shimen has fought this kind of war many times, and it can't reach us. Although the evil demons from outside the domain are very powerful, our Bailong City is not easy to mess with. Beiluo Shimen is even stronger and is one of the four major military towns in the Heavenly Court."

Qin Mu thought of the corpses of the gods and demons from Beiluo Shimen that he encountered in the golden desert, and he felt even more uneasy. Those gods and demons from Beiluo Shimen were defeated and died while protecting their ancestral land.

Who knows if that battle will be the one that is currently taking place at Beiluo Shimen?

“Perhaps, we are in history, and no matter what we do, it is inevitable in history.”

Qin Mu suddenly thought: "Or maybe, I am now in the weirdness of Daxu. I have experienced the afterglow of history, so is everything in front of me the afterglow of time and space? The teleportation ability of the Great Venerable cannot be so powerful that it can send us tens of thousands of years ago. Perhaps, this is just the afterglow of time and space formed by the weirdness of Daxu, time and space reflecting the future and shining on us. When the day breaks, all this will disappear. No matter what we have done, it will not change the established history."

Thinking of this, he felt somewhat at ease, put down the burden in his heart, and chatted and laughed with the Bai Qingfu brothers and sisters, exchanging sword techniques.

The brother and sister were inexplicably shocked. Bai Qingfu said in a lost voice, "After the fourteen basic sword techniques, there are actually four more basic sword techniques? Who created this sword technique? How could he be so talented?"

Qin Mu pondered for a moment and told the truth, "The one who created the 15th, 16th and 17th sword styles is a saint who appears only once every 500 years. His talent is so great that I admire him very much."

"A saint who appears once every five hundred years?"

Bai Yu'er was puzzled and asked, "Brother Mu, a saint appears once every five hundred years. Is there any allusion to this statement?"

Qin Mu didn't know much about this either, so he smiled and said, "I heard that every five hundred years, a genius is born in this world, who establishes a religion, makes a statement, and makes a contribution, and finally becomes a saint. That's why they are called saints who appear once every five hundred years. I don't know where this saying comes from."

"I see."

The brother and sister suddenly understood. The lady of Bai Qingfu smiled and said, "Our Bailong City is a small city, not well-known among the divine cities. I didn't know there is such a saying. Brother Qin must be from a big place, and he knows a lot."

Bai Yu'er was worried and whispered, "Sister-in-law, will he dislike me because I'm from a small place?"

Madam Bai Qingfu laughed softly and said, "Although Bailong City is a small place, you are the little princess of the Bai family and your status is high enough. Don't worry. Besides, being in love with each other is more important than being well-matched."

Only then did Bai Yuer feel relieved.

Bai Qingfu asked curiously, "Brother Qin just said that the first three sword techniques were created by a saint, so who created these eighteen sword techniques?"

Qin Mu's face turned slightly red, and he said, "I created the Eighteen Sword Styles by accident."

Everyone was shocked. Even Bangongcuo, whose face was as pale as dirt, was inexplicably shocked. He was filled with both jealousy and admiration. "The Qin guy is really amazing. He was able to create a basic sword style and change the laws of heaven and earth... He's dead, dead. This kid is so bold that he passed on the swordsmanship of later generations to his predecessors and changed history. We will all disappear..."

Qin Mu chatted and laughed with everyone, and took out the real dragon's nest. He invited Bai Qingfu and Bai Quer to enter the real dragon's nest, and asked Bai Qingfu and his sister to help him decipher the text and graphics on it.

Although he had deciphered many dragon characters on the true dragon's nest, there were still many dragon characters that he could not decipher. The Bai Qingfu brothers and sisters were from the dragon clan. When Bai Qingfu fought him, he used the true dragon's magical power. It was obvious that their bloodline was extremely high.

"Is this the dragon vein of the True Dragon Lord?"

The brother and sister entered the True Dragon's lair and were shocked. Bai Qingfu said, "What a pity! The True Dragon Lord has been refined into a treasure. Otherwise, he would have absorbed the power of other dragon veins and become a True Dragon King! The True Dragon Lord has also been refined into a jade pendant. What a pity."

Bai Yuer also said it was a pity, and said: "The Dragon Ancestor of Heaven was born from the dragon vein of the True Dragon Lord. He is extremely powerful and is one of the few giants in Heaven. His strength is rare in the world. Even the emperor respects him..."

This was not a treasure that Qin Mu could refine, so Bai Qingfu and Bai Quer didn't think much about it.

The brother and sister helped him sort out the text in the dragon veins. Bai Qingfu was inexplicably excited: "Brother Qin, we brothers and sisters have also benefited from you. In fact, it is my Bai family that has taken advantage of you! We learned your swordsmanship, and learned the dragon language of the True Dragon Lord from your True Dragon Lair. For you, learning the dragon language is not a big improvement, but for us, the gain is insignificant!"

He was telling the truth. Qin Mu was not from the dragon clan after all. He could not practice the True Dragon Lord's skills as quickly or as skillfully as they did. Qin Mu asked them to enter the true dragon's lair to decipher the dragon language, and the benefits they would get would be greater than Qin Mu's.

Bai Yu'er was also very excited, and said excitedly in her heart: "If he takes the dragon language of the real dragon's lair as a betrothal gift, my father will definitely be overjoyed and promise me to him. I just don't know if he has married... But it doesn't matter!"

Bai Qingfu and Bai Quer deciphered the dragon language in the dragon's nest one by one and taught it to Qin Mu, but there were still some words they could not understand.

"It would be great if my father were here. His bloodline is higher and he would definitely be able to completely decipher the dragon language."

Bai Yu'er's eyes flickered, and she said sweetly, "Brother Mu, please stay in Bailong City for a few more days until my father comes back."

Qin Mu nodded, feeling very satisfied.

The two brothers and sisters have helped him to decipher many mysteries of dragon language. Only less than 10% of the dragon language in the true dragon's lair remains to be deciphered. The three of them have also pushed the True Dragon Lord's skills forward a long distance, making them even more powerful!

Bai Qingfu tried to activate the True Dragon Technique, and felt that his cultivation was rapidly improving. His foundation was also becoming stronger and stronger, making up for his previous deficiencies. He could not help but say happily: "Brother Qin, if I practiced the techniques in the True Dragon's Lair, you might not be able to beat me at the same level!"

The three of them walked out of the True Dragon's Lair. Qin Mu put the True Dragon's Lair into his Taotie bag, shook his head and smiled, "Brother Bai, even if you practice the True Dragon Lord's skills, you may not be able to defeat me. I have a Tyrant Body, and there are few rivals in the same realm."

Bai Yu'er widened her eyes, and Bai Qingfu also looked confused.

"Dominant Body? Brother Qin, what is Dominant Body?"

Bai Qingfu humbly asked for advice, saying: "I have always been active around Bailong City. I have been to the Heavenly Palace several times in the past, but I only heard the teachings of those True Gods and predecessors. I don't know much, and I know nothing about this Tyrant Body. Brother Qin must have traveled a lot and know a lot. Dare I ask Brother Qin to teach me?"

Qin Mu was about to explain when he suddenly heard a loud laugh: "Qing Mansion, your Bai family has distinguished guests, but you didn't even greet us?"

"Qing Fu, I saw you get beaten. You were so arrogant on weekdays, but now you are getting beaten in front of the whole city, right?"

Qin Mu looked in the direction of the sound and saw many young people walking over, both men and women, all of them were in high spirits and handsome.

Bai Qingfu said quickly: "They are the masters of the younger generation of Bailong City. They are all here to laugh at me. Brother Qin, let me introduce them to you."

He introduced everyone and Qin Mu to them, talking about Qin Mu's creation of the Eighteen Sword Styles and mentioned that Qin Mu had a domineering body. Everyone was shocked.

A young man stood up, eager to fight, and shouted: "Qin Tyrant Body, you said that your Tyrant Body is so powerful that you can really suppress your peers without any rivals? But I don't believe it, dare to ask for your advice?"

Qin Mu stood up and said with a smile: "I was just thinking of communicating with you guys!"

The young man transformed into a human body with a bird's head, with wings on his back. He rushed into the sky, golden feathers fluttering, and Qin Mu soared into the air. The two men fought in the air, and the people watching below were dazzled and cheered.

In just a moment, the young man's swordsmanship was broken and he fell down.

"I'm here to meet Qin Ba Ti!"

Another young girl couldn't wait to try her luck and also rushed over to attack. She was also from the Dragon Clan, but she took the route of being fierce and domineering. She had mastered the dragon clan's magic powers, and the magical powers burst out between her fingers with astonishing power.

Qin Mu activated the Dayu Tianmo Sutra and with one move of the Daluo Tianxing Palm Power, more than 300 magical powers suddenly burst out in the sky full of stars, knocking the girl to the ground.

“What a magical power!”

There were sounds of admiration coming from below, and another young man rushed into the air. After only a few rounds of fighting, he was chopped down by Qin Mu's sword.

Everyone stepped forward, but was defeated one by one.

Bai Yuer was inexplicably excited and whispered, "Sister-in-law, what do you think of him?"

“Excellent, absolutely excellent.”

Madam Bai Qingfu gave a bitter smile and whispered, "I am a little worried about you now."

Bai Yu'er was also worried and distressed.

"Qin Tyrant Body, worthy of being called Tyrant Body!"

Bai Qingfu laughed loudly and invited Qin Mu to sit down again. He looked around and said loudly: "Do you think Brother Qin can fight in the Heavenly Palace and teach those talented people in the Heavenly Palace a lesson?"

Everyone laughed and said, "Yes!"

A young girl smiled and said, "I think Brother Qin's skills and magical powers are beyond an era. They are really fantastic and thought-provoking. It seems that we can create countless possibilities from Brother Qin's Taoist magic and magical powers, and evolve the Taoist magic and magical powers of our previous emperor's era to the extreme!"

The others nodded and laughed, “We feel the same way!”

Bai Qingfu suggested: "Brother Qin, when the battle of Beiluo Shimen is over, let's go to the Heavenly Palace together and beat up those arrogant guys! What do you think?"

"Good!" Everyone burst into laughter.

Qin Mu also laughed loudly and communicated with them about his magical powers and Taoism, without any awareness that he could change history.

In a corner of the banquet, Pangong Tso looked ashen. He glanced at Long Qilin who had eaten and drunk his fill and fallen asleep, then looked at the box hiding in the dark with its four legs tucked in. He thought to himself, "How can this be considered changing history? This is clearly poking dozens of big holes in history! We are dead, dead for sure, and there is no way back. We may even disappear directly..."

He was extremely frightened: "The 18 Sword Styles have all been passed down by this bastard. This is going to turn the world upside down! You bastard Qin, you've killed me!"

At the banquet, everyone was laughing and talking, drunk and staggering. Bai Yuer bravely pulled Qin Mu to dance. Qin Mu's face turned red and he couldn't break free, so he had to dance with her. Everyone laughed.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar from afar, as if the sky was falling. The earth-shaking sound surged with darkness and air waves, and slammed into Bailong City. The whole city was shaking violently.

————Another 3,500 words, the update is more than ten minutes late, sorry~ Brothers who have time, come to the red envelope area to chat~

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