Qin Mu brought the chest and followed Bai Qu'er to the manor of Hundred Prosperities City. He kept thinking about Pangong Tso's words and felt uneasy.
Even though Pangong Tso was his sworn enemy, he was still an old monster that had lived for ten thousand years. He had seen a lot of things, so his words made sense.
The era they were in was at least thirty to forty thousand years ago, the end of High Emperor Era. High Emperor Era was already on the verge of collapse. They had ridden the chests of Star Bunting to this place for some unknown reason. If they changed something that had happened in this era, wouldn't history be rewritten?
If history was rewritten, would Founding Emperor Era still exist? Would Yankang still exist?
The most crucial thing was, would they still exist?
Any slight change as small as a strand of hair could create a world-shaking change in the 'future'!
"Brother Qin, Brother Ban, you don't have to worry. Fomalhaut protects Heaven, and their abilities are extremely strong. The abilities of Heaven are also extremely terrifying, and with High Emperor personally overseeing things, there won't be any problems."
Bai Qingfu invited them to take a seat. The surroundings were brightly lit, and dragon beads hung in the air, illuminating the place like it was daytime.
Bai Qingfu saw that his expression wasn't too good and guessed that he was worried about the safety of the frontlines. He consoled him. "Fomalhaut has fought this kind of war many times, so they can't reach us. Even though the extraterritorial devils have a huge background, our Hundred Prosperities City isn't one to be trifled with. Fomalhaut is even stronger, and it's one of the four military garrisons of Heaven. "
Qin Mu thought about the corpses of the gods of Fomalhaut he had encountered in the golden desert, and the uneasiness in his heart grew. Those gods of Fomalhaut had died in battle while protecting their ancestral land.
Who knew if that battle was the battle of Fomalhaut that was happening right now?
'Maybe we are in history, and no matter what we do, it's the inevitable of history. '
Qin Mu suddenly had a thought. 'Or maybe I'm in the strangeness of Great Ruins right now. I've experienced the flashbacks of history, so could everything in front of me be the flashbacks of time and space? There's no way a Grand Monarch's teleportation ability could be so powerful that it could send us back tens of thousands of years. Maybe this is just a reflection of time and space formed by the strangeness of the Great Ruins. Time and space reflect the future and shine on us. Everything would be gone by the time the sun rose. No matter what we do, it won't change history. "
When he thought of this, he felt somewhat at ease and let go of the burden in his heart. He chatted cheerfully and wittily with the Bai siblings as they exchanged sword techniques.
The siblings were astonished, and Bai Qingfu cried out, "After the fourteen basic sword skills, there are still four basic sword skills? Who created this sword technique? How could he have such talent? "
Qin Mu pondered for a moment and then told the truth, "The one who created the fifteenth, sixteenth, and seventeenth sword styles was a saint who appears once every five hundred years. His talent and passion are so high that even I admire him."
"A saint that appears once every five hundred years?"
Bai Qu'er was bewildered. "Brother Mu, is there a story behind a saint that appears once every five hundred years?"
Qin Mu also didn't know much about this, so he said with a smile, "I've heard that once every five hundred years, a genius with overflowing innate talent would appear and establish a cult, speak, and perform meritorious deeds, becoming a saint three times. That's why he's called a saint that appears once every five hundred years. As for where this saying comes from, I don't know. "
"I see."
The siblings came to a realization, and Bai Qingfu's wife said with a smile, "Our Hundred Prosperities City is a small city and isn't ranked among the god cities, so we didn't know there was such a saying. Old Brother Qin must have come from a big place and knows a lot. "
Bai Qu'er's heart was anxious, and she asked in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, will he despise me for coming from a small place?"
Bai Qingfu's wife said with a smile, "Even though Hundred Prosperities City is a small place, you are the little princess of Bai Family, so your status is high enough. Don't worry. Besides, being in love is more important than being well-matched in terms of social status. "
Only then did Bai Qu'er feel at ease.
Bai Qingfu asked curiously, "Old Brother Qin said that the first three sword forms were created by saints, so who created the eighteenth sword form?"
Qin Mu's face turned slightly red, and he said, "The eighteenth sword form was created by me by accident."
Everyone's hearts trembled violently, and even Pangong Tso who had an ashen face was astonished. He felt both jealousy and admiration in his heart. 'The one with the surname Qin is truly powerful, to be able to create a basic sword form and change the path of heaven and earth … We're dead, we're dead. This brat is extremely daring, passing down the sword skills of the future to his predecessors and changing history. We will all disappear …'
Qin Mu chatted cheerfully with everyone and took out the true dragon's nest. He invited Bai Qingfu and Bai Qu'er into the true dragon's nest and asked the siblings to help him decipher the words and diagrams on it.
Even though he had already deciphered quite a number of dragon words, there were still many that he couldn't decipher. Bai Qingfu and his sister were of the dragon race, and Bai Qingfu had used the divine arts of a true dragon when they fought. It was clear that their bloodline was extremely high.
"This is the dragon vein of a true dragon lord?"
When the siblings entered the true dragon's nest, they were endlessly astonished. Bai Qingfu said, "It's a pity that this true dragon lord has already been refined into a treasure. Otherwise, by absorbing the power of other dragon veins, he would have become a true dragon king! It's truly a pity that the true dragon lord has also been refined into a jade pendant. "
Bai Qu 'er also said that it was a pity and said, "The Dragon Ancestor of the celestial heavens was born from the dragon's vein of the true dragon lord. His abilities are extremely strong, and he is one of the few big shots in the celestial heavens. His abilities are rare in the world, and even High Emperor has to be respectful to him …"
This wasn't a treasure that Qin Mu could refine, so Bai Qingfu and Bai Qu'er didn't think too much about it.
The siblings helped him sort out the words on the dragon vein, and Bai Qingfu was ineffably excited. "Old Brother Qin, us siblings have also benefited from you. Speaking of which, it's still my Bai Family that has benefited greatly from you! We have learned your sword skills and learned the dragon language of the true dragon lord from your true dragon's nest. To you, learning the dragon language isn't much of an improvement, but to us, it's not a small gain! "
What he said was the truth. Qin Mu wasn't of the dragon race, and his cultivation of the technique of the true dragon lord wasn't as fast and precise as theirs. Qin Mu had invited them into the true dragon's nest to decipher the dragon language, and the benefits they had gained were even greater than Qin Mu's.
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