Dragon Unicorn was shocked. "Five million, less than ten percent. Doesn't that mean Mother Earth has lived for at least 50 million years?"
Qin Mu was still counting the growth rings as he said, "You said too little. This wooden stick is only the core of the Primordial Tree. Who knows how many layers of bark there are on the outside, so it's not a complete tree body. It's already not bad for the core to have one-tenth of her real growth rings. "
Yan 'er was also shocked. Didn't that mean Mother Earth was at least 500 million years old?
"Young Master, since this wooden stick isn't Mother Earth's real growth rings, why do you have to finish counting it?" Yan 'er was puzzled.
Qin Mu was distracted as he counted. "Counting the growth rings isn't the goal. I just want to see the growth rings of this treasure and decide what treasure it is suitable to be refined into. Also, the growth rings hide some of Mother Earth's secrets from her early years … For example, these rings are extremely dense, which means that something major happened two million years after Mother Earth was born, causing the Primordial Tree to almost stop growing. This major event means that the Primordial Realm suffered a calamity. "
Everything that happened before the Dragon Han Era was a blank slate to all lifeforms after the beginning. If the ancient gods didn't mention it, no one would know what happened then.
That was the primordial Hongmeng era, and there were no records of that era in the world.
Qin Mu finished counting the growth rings and said softly, "The core of the Primordial Tree is 76 million years old, and there were ten calamities that caused the Primordial Tree to almost stop growing. It seems that the Primordial Realm wasn't peaceful during the rule of the ancient gods … However, the ancient gods were clearly the strongest existences during the primordial Hongmeng era, so how did they encounter danger? Could it be that they killed each other, or was there some external force? "
Logically speaking, the ancient gods were the strongest existences during the primordial era, and nothing could threaten them. Mother Earth was an existence on par with Earth Count and Heaven Duke, and in terms of power, she was only inferior to the ancient Celestial Emperor.
During the primordial Hongmeng era, such an existence wouldn't have encountered danger unless Earth Count, Heaven Duke, or the ancient Celestial Emperor attacked her. However, during that era, the conflict between these ancient existences hadn't reached the point of being incompatible, so they couldn't have killed each other.
Qin Mu thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.
"The core of the Primordial Tree has so many wheels. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to refine it into my divine weapon and control it as I wish. Perhaps he could imprint a rune mark on each annual ring. Each annual ring represented a layer of array formation and a layer of heaven. There are more than seventy-six million layers of formations. The energy of the formations alone is enough to destroy the world! "
Qin Mu was filled with fighting spirit. However, his expression immediately darkened. The core of the Primordial Tree had too many growth rings. His knowledge wasn't enough to imprint array formations on all the growth rings.
His knowledge wasn't that deep.
"Can it be used as a spear? However, I am not proficient in spear arts... Can I use it as a flying sword? "
He tried to channel his vitality into the core of the Primordial Tree. Qin Mu's face turned as black as charcoal.
His vitality had already recovered to its peak and wasn't inferior to that of a god. However, when such a huge amount of magic power was channeled into the core of the Primordial Tree, it was like a clay ox entering the sea. It couldn't be filled.
Mother Earth had indeed given him an impressive treasure. Perhaps even an existence on the Emperor's Throne Realm couldn't refine such a treasure. However, he couldn't utilize much of the core of the Primordial Tree!
Qin Mu continued to use his vital qi and finally made the core of the Primordial Tree fly up. However, the wooden rod was too long. After waving it a few times, he immediately realized that he had no more magic power left.
"No wonder Mother Earth ran away so quickly!"
Qin Mu stretched out his hand to grab the rod and waved it a few times with difficulty. However, he realized that it didn't have a spearhead when used as a spear, and it was too long to be used as a rod.
"If only it could be shorter …"
Just as he thought of this, the core of the Primordial Tree immediately shrank.
Qin Mu was stunned and said, "Shorter."
The core of the Primordial Tree shrank again.
Qin Mu said, "Shorter."
The core of the Primordial Tree shrank to a length of three feet. Qin Mu held it in his hand and used it as a wooden sword. Instantly, it became much easier to use. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Longer!"
Poof —
The core of the Primordial Tree in his hand suddenly expanded and transformed into a long rod. He stabbed it into a mountain a hundred miles away, creating a thin hole in the mountain. The head of the rod appeared on the other side of the mountain.
Qin Mu was shocked. He pulled with all his might, but he couldn't pull out the core of the Primordial Tree. He helplessly said, "Short …"
With a whoosh, Qin Mu involuntarily flew out from Dragon Unicorn's head. The shortened rod crashed into the mountain with a rumble.
Dragon Unicorn and Yan 'er were astonished. They saw the mountain crack open from the collision. After a moment, Qin Mu jumped out of the mountain in a sorry state.
Qin Mu's heart stirred slightly. He took out his sword pellet, which flew up and landed on the head of the rod, transforming into the spearhead. His body then moved along with the spear. The spear was sometimes big and sometimes small, sometimes thick and sometimes thin, sometimes long and sometimes short, sometimes hard and sometimes soft. It could even revolve around his body like a huge python, which was terrifying.
"The core of the Primordial Tree isn't bad."
Qin Mu flew back and sighed in admiration. He retrieved his sword pellet and said with a smile, "It's a pity that it can't transform into a wooden sword. I'm afraid it can't stab someone to death. I don't have much knowledge in spear skills. It's a pity that it fell into my hands. "
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