Qin Mu looked at the endless tombs, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
Along the way, the 33 heavens of Carefree Village were like three different worlds. The old officials of Founding Emperor were complaining and giving up on themselves, while the new generation was enjoying themselves to their heart's content.
On the other hand, the Qin bloodline was fighting for their lives, spilling blood for the peace of Carefree Village.
This was too absurd.
'Carefree Village is already deformed, or rather, Carefree Village has split apart.' Qin Mu sighed in his heart.
In a torn Carefree Village, the Dao hearts of the older generation crumbled because they abandoned the people they swore to protect, while the new generation was silent and had nothing to worry about.
The Qin family, on the other hand, felt guilty to the people and the older generation. They also had to protect the glory of Founding Emperor and the peace of Carefree Village. Thus, they protected Carefree Village with actions that bordered on self-harm.
"You didn't let me return to Carefree Village because you were worried that I would end up like the ancestors of the Qin family who were buried here?"
Qin Mu shook his head. Actually, the Carefree Village in his heart had already collapsed and no longer existed. He just felt that the sacrifices made by the ancestors of the Qin family to protect Carefree Village and Founding Emperor's glory weren't worth it.
"Back then, Founding Emperor divided half of the Paramita World and opened up Carefree Village, offending the masters of creation. Today, it is also the son of the Qin family who established the Paramita Youdu and restored peace between the two races."
Qin Mu said to Qin Hanzhen, "From today onwards, the descendants of the Qin family don't have to fight against the masters of creation to protect Founding Emperor's glory."
Qin Hanzhen shook his head and walked forward. "From today onwards, the descendants of the Qin family will still fight to the death for Founding Emperor's glory and future wars. Carefree Village is like this, but after leaving Carefree Village, isn't the outside world another Carefree Village? "
Qin Mu followed Qin Hanzhen forward, walking past one tomb after another. His heart was calm and empty. The deaths of generations of ancestors and the war with the masters of creation made him want to laugh, but he couldn't. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't.
He could only shake his head.
Ever since he was sensible, he had been searching for Carefree Village bitterly, but in the end, it was just like the moon in the water.
If one wasn't in his position, it would be very difficult to understand his current state of mind.
They were about to arrive at Prince Zhen's Mansion. The number of tombs in front of them gradually decreased. Some young men and women were cultivating bitterly.
They should be the younger generation of the Qin family. They were about the same age as Qin Mu. Some were older than Qin Mu, but not by much. There were also some who were younger than Qin Mu.
There weren't many disciples in the Qin Clan, only about a dozen of them. They trained even harder than the people from other places in Carefree Village, tempering their corporeal bodies, refining their vital qi, and condensing their divine senses like ascetic monks.
Many of the new generation in Carefree Village prioritized pleasure, and it was rare to see such hardworking cultivators.
Qin Mu stopped watching and asked Qin Hanzhen, "Are these the only people left in the Qin family?"
Qin Hanzhen nodded and said, "Only these are left. As a descendant of the imperial family, after a hundred generations, who would still think that you were part of the imperial family? You're the only one who thinks this way. You're the only one who still insists on this pride. If he didn't work hard, he would die a horrible death when the creator attacked. After Fengqing returned, we heaved a sigh of relief. "
Qin Mu looked for a moment, and Qin Hanzhen called a little girl over. He said, "Siying, this is your cousin."
That girl was covered in sweat, and she circulated her vital qi to evaporate it. She looked at Qin Mu curiously and said with a smile, "He's clearly the masters of creation's holy infant. He's especially fierce and scared so many people to tears! I was so scared that I cried back then. "
Qin Mu revealed a smile and took out a drop of Hongmeng liquefied essence. He visualized a pearl and sealed the Hongmeng liquefied essence in it before giving it to her. He said with a smile, "Wear it around your neck. It'll be very beneficial for your daily cultivation."
That girl took it and ran out to cultivate again.
"Siying is the youngest in the Qin family. She's your uncle's posthumous child and isn't even ten years old yet. I'm the one teaching her now."
Qin Hanzhen said, "Let's go home. I'll bring you to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors."
Qin Mu nodded. King Zhen's residence wasn't big, and it wasn't as extravagant as Long Biantian. However, the ancestral hall wasn't small. Princess Consort Zhen and Shu Jun waited outside while Qin Hanzhen led Qin Mu in. They saw memorial tablets arranged neatly and stacked together like a huge sacrificial altar.
This place was very solemn, and the atmosphere was heavy.
Qin Mu followed behind Qin Hanzhen and kowtowed to offer incense.
Qin Hanzhen took out the Qin family's genealogy book and asked, "Do you want to add your name in?"
Qin Mu hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. "I'm going to open the emperor. Before that, I can't be on the genealogy book. After that, I can't appear on the genealogy book either. "
Qin Hanzhen was stunned.
Opening the emperor was hitting the old ancestor of the Qin family. Qin Mu couldn't use his identity as the 107th descendant to do so. That would be disgraceful.
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