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    "A martial arts master plowing the fields?"

    Qin Mu wished to see this celestial master immediately, and suddenly woke up, and said, "The woodcutter is revered as a saint, so are all celestial masters saints?"

    "Not really."

    The fisherman shook his head and said, "Among the four celestial masters, he is the only one who can be called a saint."

    Qin Mu was slightly taken aback, and said, "But among the four celestial masters, Mr. Woodcutter has the lowest cultivation level, right?"

    The fisherman said with a half-smile, "If a sage is based on how strong a force is, then there were sages everywhere in the Kaihuang era. The woodcutter's sanctification was not due to his cultivation strength, but his meritorious thinking. He established the  The cornerstone of the 20,000-year foundation of the Kaihuang era, the four celestial masters, headed by him. Unfortunately, only 20,000 years."

    Qin Mu waited to ask further questions. The fisherman concentrated on fishing for the moon and did not continue talking about other celestial masters.

    "Why did Mr. Woodcutter become the head of the four celestial masters? Who is the other celestial master?"

    Qin Mu suppressed his doubts, and summoned the souls of the moon shepherds from the secluded capital, and saw the bones of countless moon shepherds standing up one after another beside the moon well.

    Long Qilin was shaking like a sieve, and quickly stuck his head into the soil, not daring to look.

    Yan Jingjing stepped forward to comfort her softly, and said: "Don't be afraid of the big dogs, they are all dead, and they won't do anything to you."

    Suddenly, an errand hurriedly came in a paper boat, and the wind was blowing. He came to the gate of Chengtian, but he didn't pass through the gate of Chengtian and came to Yangjian, and said loudly: "What trouble are you going to cause?  How about a quiet day?"

    Qin Mu hurriedly saluted, and said: "My lord, I can't bear to expose these righteous men to the wilderness, so I invite their souls back into my body, and after I ask them to bury themselves, I will let them return to Youdu. Plead guilty,  Confession!"

    Yin Cha's expression softened a little, and he looked at the fisherman who was fishing for the moon, feeling a little apprehensive, and said: "Qin Fengqing, I'm not unreasonable, but you can't come to me over and over again.  It¡¯s hard to explain in front of the uncle! You borrow the souls of these people and return them as soon as possible, but the uncle still wants to make a record on your head.¡±

    Qin Mu asked the revived moon shepherds to dig their own graves, and said to Yin through the gate of Chengtian: "Emperor Yanfeng has a small book that records the number of beheads. Does Tu Bo also have a small book? Fujun,  How many orthographic numbers are recorded in my little notebook?"

    Yin Cha sneered and said: "I don't know anything else, I only know that yours is not a small book, it is such a thick stack!"

    He opened his arms and made a gesture: "It's all your great achievements!"

    Qin Mu's face suddenly turned dark.

    Many shepherds had already dug their tombs, carved tombstones for themselves, and sat in their tombs. These skeletons all saluted Qin Mu and said, "Thank you, Emperor!"

    Qin Mu returned the salute and said, "May all righteous men rest in peace."

    The skeletons of the Moon Shepherd lay down one after another, and one by one the heroic spirits flew up, and returned to Youdu through the Chengtian Gate. Qin Mu paid homage, waved his hand, and the tombs were closed one by one.

    Yin said: "I don't want to pursue today's matter too much, I just remember you once."

    Qin Mu walked among the tombs, checked the names on the tombstones one by one, turned his head when he heard the words, and said, "In the Taihuangtian war, the visitor from the underworld held the book of life and death and summoned the souls of countless demons and demon gods to return to the bones.  How big a mistake is it? Did Tu Bo remember it?"

    Yin Chai was startled slightly, but did not speak.

    Qin Mu sneered and said, "Is Tubo also afraid of the Black Emperor of the Underworld? The Underworld is a part of Youdu, right? The Heidi divides the Underworld, and the Tubo dare not even fart.  Demon soul, to sacrifice these demon soul blood to destroy the Luo Futian Taihuangtian, even Tubo dare not fart!"

    Yincha was furious: "What do you mean you don't even dare to fart?"

    The fisherman's ears moved, he tightened the fishing rod in his hand, and was ready to save people at any time, thinking: "The Qin family is too ignorant, this errand is the avatar of the Holy King Tianqi Ren, he is disrespectful to him, and even in front of him  He is disrespectful to the Tu Bo, I am afraid that the Lord of Tianqi will not let him go"

    Qin Mu changed his smiling face: "I just said Tu Bo is too useless, at least I have to say something."

    "What is useless?" Yin Cha was still furious.

    Qin Mu remained silent.

    The fisherman was extremely nervous, the muscles on his back were tense, and his nerves were also tensed like strings. He said in his heart: "The second time you disrespect Tu Bo, the Lord of Tianqi will definitely not be able to bear it!"

    After a while, Yin Cha sighed: "Tu Bo has to do something, but he can't do it. The strength of Mingdu is irrelevant to Tu Bo, but the strength of heavenThe texture of ?? is intricate like an intertwined net, and some runes are constantly changing and flashing in various colors.

    Qin Mu had never seen such a complex and magnificent supernatural power, and he was unconsciously attracted, his face was getting closer and closer to the book of life and death, trying to see more structures inside, and thoroughly comprehend this supernatural power.

    Yan Jingjing couldn't pull Long Qilin's head out of the soil, so she had to walk towards him and said, "Brother Cowherd, he dare not come out with your big dog"

    Yan Jingjing's expression was dull, and Qin Mu's head suddenly disappeared!

    Qin Mu's head has entered the book of life and death at this moment, and the book of life and death is just an extremely thin piece of gold paper. Qin Mu's head poked into the gold paper, but did not stick out from the back of the paper, as if his head disappeared out of thin air.  !

    Yan Jingjing was taken aback, and hurried forward, tugging at Qin Mu's skirt, Qin Mu pulled out his head from the book of life and death, and asked in confusion, "Sister Jing, what's wrong?"

    Seeing that he was fine, Yan Jingjing was relieved, and said: "The big dog dare not come out."

    Qin Mu glanced at it, only to see that Long Qilin's head was stuck in the soil, his buttocks were upturned, and he was still shaking.

    "Long Fat, it's time to eat." Qin Mu said.

    Long Qilin pulled out his head in a hurry, rushed towards him like lightning, took out a washbasin and placed it in front of Qin Mu, while he obediently squatted down and stared at the washbasin intently.

    After a while, he saw no panacea put into the basin, looked up at Qin Mu suspiciously, and shook the thick dragon tail.

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