This Is Not My Dragon Fat

Chapter 661 This is not my Fatty Long

Qin Mu helped him up with a friendly look. In fact, he couldn't do anything, so he just made a peaceful gesture. The Son of God Chi Ming quickly said, "Don't touch me! I have a broken bone!"

Qin Mu let go and said solemnly, "It was just a misunderstanding between us. I misunderstood that His Royal Highness the Son of God wanted to kill me, and His Royal Highness the Son of God misunderstood that I was bad for the Suspended Sky Realm, so there was this dispute. God bless us, the misunderstanding has been resolved now, and fortunately there were no casualties."

The corners of the eyes of the Red Ming God twitched. No casualties? Are you blind? I can't see while lying on the ground? So many Red Ming soldiers were killed and injured, can't you see?

Even the holy mountain is missing a hilltop and the temple has been demolished!

Qin Mu looked around, speaking to the Chiming God and Demon in the air who wanted to move forward but didn't dare, and to the Chiming God's Son, and said, "I just met the Chihuang. The Chihuang saw that I have extraordinary talent and understanding, and he loved my talent, so he taught me the Three Yuan Gods Immortal Consciousness Sutra."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the air, and the Son of God Chi Ming was also shocked and confused.

The Three-Element God's Immortal Consciousness Sutra was created by the Red Emperor, and has been lost since his disappearance. Even the Ming Emperor did not practice this technique, but found a new way and created a new technique, the Unleaked Creation Sutra.

——The Wu Lean Dou War God Skill that Pangong Tso practiced came from the Wuyou Creation Mysterious Scripture.

Emperor Minghuang once tried to complete the immortal consciousness of the Three Gods, but he was always powerless.

This is because the two emperors of the Chiming era each had their own strengths. The Chihuang was good at cultivating the primordial spirit, but his attainments in cultivating the physical body were not high, while the Minghuang was good at cultivating the physical body, but his attainments in cultivating the primordial spirit were not high.

Therefore, during the Chihuang period, those with supernatural powers were known for their souls with three heads and six arms, and during the Minghuang period, they were known for their bodies with three heads and six arms. One is stronger than the soul, and the other is stronger than the body. Both are extraordinary, but both have obvious shortcomings.

Ming Huang once said that if he could obtain the immortal consciousness of the Three Primordial Spirits of the Red Emperor, he could advance the cultivation techniques of the Red Ming era by a large step forward and achieve unprecedented achievements. However, it was a pity that the Red Emperor was nowhere to be found.

The reason why the Son of Red Bright God often goes to the temple is not only to worship the Red Emperor and remember his ancestors, but also to obtain the immortal consciousness of the Three Gods through the Red Emperor's brain.

However, how could Chi Huang pass on this martial art that he had been seeking for 50,000 years to an outsider?

Could it be that the Red Emperor’s mind is so broad that he no longer has any racial prejudice?

"The Scarlet Emperor told me that the Three Primordial Spirits' Immortal Consciousness is a skill from the Scarlet Ming Era and must be returned to the people of the Scarlet Ming Era."

Qin Mu smiled and said loudly: "The Scarlet Emperor also ordered that the descendants of the Hanging World have made him feel ashamed. They have become little sheep that can only bleat and have lost their fighting spirit. Therefore, the Scarlet Emperor said that he must put pressure on you. He said that he would let the Son of God pass on the Ming Emperor's skills to me, so that I can put pressure on you. When the Son of God can defeat me and surpass me at the same level, he will recognize you."

In his third eye, on the Qin Continent, the giant baby, Tian Gong, and Chi Huang tilted their ears to listen to the voice from the sky. Chi Huang groaned and said in a muffled voice: "I didn't, I didn't say... I clearly told you to pass this technique to my people. Yes, he did say that he would pass it on, but he didn't say that he wouldn't blackmail..."

The Son of God Chi Ming knew very well that these words came from Qin Mu's mouth, and no one could prove whether these words came from the mouth of the Red Emperor.

He thought about it and decided that he must obtain the Chi Huang's martial arts. Using force would not work. The only way now was to exchange it for Ming Huang's martial arts.

Although this move will increase Qin Mu's power, for the people in the Suspended Realm, it can enable them to obtain a perfect technique that allows their soul and body to advance simultaneously!

Overall, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Okay!" The Son of God Chi Ming smiled.

More than ten days later, the tower ships of the Chi Ming Suspended Realm finally set off. More than a dozen huge tower ships formed a fleet and sailed out of the Suspended Realm.

This time, half of the population of the Suspended Realm migrated, and the remaining half remained in the Suspended Realm as seeds. All eggs should not be put in one basket. This is the original words of the Son of God Chi Ming.

Qin Mu, Ling Yuxiu and others lived on one of the tower ships. The tower ship was like a small moving continent, with mountains, rivers, fertile fields, and could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

A dozen giant ships could hold millions of people, which is already half of the population of the Suspended World!

The population of Xuankong Realm is not large, unlike Yankang, where the population is in the hundreds of millions.

Qin Mu walked around on the ship, looking at the layout here, measuring the height of the mountains, the flow of the river, calculating the amount of light projected by the divine sun, and then took out paper and pen to draw the layout of the fertile fields on the ship and made some calculations.

The layout of the tower ship is extremely reasonable, and can ensure the survival and reproduction of hundreds of thousands of people. I think that in the Chi Ming era there must have been people with extremely high attainments in numerology, as well as craftsmen skilled in forging.

"Could it be that there were Taoist sects in that era?" Qin Mu was stunned.

He surveyed every part of the ship, drew a blueprint, and then returned, only to see Ling Yuxiu taking care of the First Ancestor Human Emperor, with two big-eyed people serving tea and boiling medicinal juice beside her.

The First Human Emperor was lying on a recliner basking in the sun, working hard to practice the Immaculate Creation Sutra passed down to him by Qin Mu, trying to regenerate his broken bones. When he caught a glimpse of Qin Mu coming back, his face darkened again and he snorted.

Qin Mu quickly smiled and said, "First Ancestor, it really wasn't me who hit you, it was my brother who hit you. I've explained it many times, I don't hold grudges, it's impossible for me to deliberately hit you away."

The First Ancestor snorted again, turned his head to the side and didn't look at him.

Qin Mu had no choice but to check his physical injuries and found that the broken bones had been expelled from the body and new bones were growing, but at a slower speed.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Grandpa Village Chief can finally grow limbs!"

The First Ancestor said angrily: "You smashed my bones just to use me as an experiment to treat your village chief grandfather? Don't forget that your surname is Qin, and your village chief grandfather's surname is Su. We are one family, and you are turning your elbow outward..."

Qin Mu quickly said, "It really wasn't me who took the photo. It was my brother who took the photo!"

The First Ancestor asked, "According to the family tree, your name is Qin Fengqing, right?"

Qin Mu nodded.

The First Ancestor asked again: "What about your brother? Is he also called Qin Fengqing?"

Qin Mu hesitated. The First Ancestor saw his expression and said angrily, "You still say it wasn't you? It was you who beat him!"

Qin Mu prepared the prescription and said weakly, "If you say so, then so be it."

"Princess Xiu, did you hear that? He admitted it! He admitted it!"

The First Ancestor became agitated and complained to Ling Yuxiu, saying, "Yankang, I only have this one relative, and he beat me and broke my bones for his grandfather with a different surname to experiment on..."

Qin Mu prepared the medicine and fed it to him, then asked the First Ancestor to practice the Immaculate Creation Sutra. With these two approaches, he could recover faster.

Chu Zu drank the medicine, and became energetic, and continued to complain to Ling Yuxiu. Suddenly someone shouted: "We have arrived in Xuandu!"

"Xuandu?"

Qin Mu looked up hurriedly, and saw the omnipresent light shining, bathing every corner in Xuandu's light without any shadow.

"Xuandu is the place of Tiangong. Tiangong's clone said that he would add another seal to me this time to prevent my brother from escaping and causing trouble. I wonder if Tiangong's real body knows about this?"

The huge fleet of tower ships sailed into the light of Xuandu, and suddenly separated and moved forward along different paths. The advantage of dispersing is that they can avoid the pursuit of Heaven.

Although we don't know the extent of Great Sun Star Lord's injuries now, if he were to intercept and kill him on the road, I'm afraid the people in the Hanging World would also suffer heavy casualties.

One by one, the ships deviated from their course and disappeared in the dazzling light. The ship Qin Mu and his crew were on continued to sail quietly. After more than ten days, they finally saw the eyes of God again.

After a few more days, they could no longer see the Eyes of God, but could only see a light so dense that it almost condensed into substance.

Qin Mu had been waiting for the God to seal him, but the ship had been sailing in Xuandu for nearly a month without any abnormality. Finally, the ship sailed out of Xuandu and continued to sail in the dark starry sky, heading straight for Luofutian.

"Strange, why didn't God add another seal to me? Why didn't he take back his clone?"

He was quite puzzled and came to check the physical injuries of the First Ancestor with doubts. He saw that after a month of recuperation and training, the broken bones in the body of the First Ancestor Human Emperor were completely expelled, and new bones had grown out. However, the new bones were a little fragile and could not bear the weight of his body.

After all, he is the god of the God-Slaying Platform, and his body is incredibly heavy. The bones of ordinary gods may not be able to support his body.

Qin Mu asked two big-eyed monsters to get into Chuzu's heavenly palace, delivered medicine, and used the big-eyed monsters to observe his heavenly palace and soul. He said, "It's no longer a big problem. If you practice hard for a while, your bone strength will be comparable to before. In addition, you have practiced the Wuluo Creation Mysterious Sutra, so your body will only be stronger than before!"

The First Ancestor reluctantly sat up and suddenly asked, "Mu'er, what's wrong with your brow?"

Qin Mu was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The golden willow leaf between your eyebrows has changed."

Qin Mu quickly took out a mirror and looked at himself in it, only to see that the golden willow leaf between his eyebrows had changed color. This willow leaf was originally made by the mute, and the people of Canlao Village worked together to seal it. Later, before giving it to him, Lord Brahma Buddha tampered with it and added his own seal to make it compatible with the seal of Tu Bo's jade pendant.

But now, the willow leaves are no longer golden, but are constantly changing with various lights, as if they are made up of light, which is very magical.

Qin Mu was surprised and was about to pick the golden willow leaf off to look at it. The First Ancestor said nervously, "Don't reveal it! How big a mess do you want to make? What if your brother runs away again? This ship can't stand your tossing! Can you stop being so curious?"

Qin Mu asked suspiciously, "First Ancestor, don't you believe that I have a brother?"

The First Ancestor’s face turned slightly red.

"Could it be that God secretly planted a seal on me when I was in Xuandu? When did he plant the seal? How come I didn't notice it at all?"

Qin Mu wanted to peel it off and take a closer look, but he was also worried that he would let his brother out after peeling it off, so he had to suppress his curiosity.

A few months later, the First Ancestor recovered completely, his cultivation strength was even better than before, and they also arrived at Luofu Heaven. What puzzled Qin Mu was that he did not encounter any pursuit along the way, and he did not even see the shadow of the gods in heaven.

"The Heavenly Court should be waiting for an opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop."

The First Ancestor said: "Catch all the remaining forces of Yankang and Chiming in one fell swoop!"

Qin Mu felt a chill in his heart.

The Chixi God sailed the ship to the alien planet and said, "Qin Jijiu, please return to Yankang first. We will wait for other tribesmen to come and arrive in Yankang in a few months."

Qin Mu nodded, and flew away from the alien star and into Luofu Heaven with Chu Zu and Ling Yuxiu. He kept his feet on the ground and looked up, only to see that the orbit of the alien star was gradually changing. It was obvious that the gods such as Chixi were using magic power or formations to move the alien star to Yankang in the future.

If the transportation is successful, there will be a real star in the sky of Yankang!

"This time the merit is complete. Let's go and see the Woodcutter Saint Master first."

They came to the altar where the woodcutter saint was, but did not see the woodcutter. Qin Mu and others had to return to Taihuangtian. When they arrived at Licheng, Qin Mu relaxed and said with a smile: "After returning to Yankang this time, we can report to the emperor. The two great imperial throne techniques of the Chiming era, the Minghuang's leak-free creation scriptures, the Chihuang's three primordial gods and immortal consciousness, and the two great imperial throne techniques can all be passed on. The Yankang supernatural powers will surely usher in a big explosion! Chuzu, Xiumei, let's go see Master Ma first. I also have the scriptures of Emperor Shi Tianwang Buddha, which must also be passed on to Ma Rulai."

Leaving the city, Qin Mu and the other two walked into Ma Ye's temple. The monk led them into the courtyard and said with a smile: "Several donors, including Medicine Master and others are also here, discussing scriptures and the Way with Tathagata."

Qin Mu was surprised and delighted: "The village chief and others are here too?"

At this moment, the pharmacist came out of the alchemy room, holding a big pot, and shouted: "Fatty, come out and eat!"

Qin Mu laughed and said, "Fatty? It must be Long Pang! I haven't seen Long Pang for a long time! I wonder if he has lost all the fat?"

As he was speaking, a huge ball of meat rolled out from not far away. Its hooves could barely touch the ground and it moved forward bit by bit. The dragon's tail was thick, but because it was too fat, it looked very short and swayed left and right behind its buttocks.

The neck has disappeared, and the head looks like a ball of flesh, as if it is growing on a ball of flesh covered with scales and short bristles, and you can vaguely see dragon horns on the head.

The meatball asked happily, "Is it lunch? Master Pharmacist, is the portion for today's lunch enough? The portion you gave me for breakfast was a little insufficient, lacking a few pounds."

The pharmacist said unhappily, "Look for yourself!" Then he turned and left.

The fat ball struggled to move to the big pot, intending to count the number of elixirs, but suddenly he lost his footing and fell into the pot.

A muffled voice came from the pot: "Forget it. I'm so hungry, let's eat first."

Then, there came the sound of swallowing food with a crackling sound from the pot.

Qin Mu was petrified. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He murmured, "No, this is definitely not my Fatty Long, definitely not... Pharmacist Grandpa, Pharmacist Grandpa, have you seen my Dragon Qilin?"

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