When the light bursting out from Taiyi's coffin disappeared, I saw broken roots everywhere in the starry sky, like a cut-off snake squirming its body.

It is difficult for the Lord of Changfeng Palace to be killed. Even so, his roots are still squirming, trying to get together.

However, the two roots collided, and then the Taoist wounds left by the Burial Taoist Divine Coffin were triggered. The magical powers of the Burial Taoist Divine Coffin exploded, smashing the roots into pieces.

Seeing this, Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

He relaxed, and his whole body was in pain. After fighting with the Lord Chuge Palace, he was in a state of injury. The correct decision should be to cultivate for a period of time, return to the peak state before dealing with the Lord Changfeng Palace.

However, time is urgent. If the Lord Changfeng Palace and Lord Huanxi Palace meet, he will not be the opponent of these two Lords.

Moreover, neither of these two hall masters have completely arrived. If they rely on the void again, it is still unknown whether the single pair of Shan Qinmu is their opponent.

Therefore, he could only fight with injuries. Fortunately, he was shocked to leave the Lord of Huanxi on the road. If Lord of Huanxi came to meet with Lord of Changfeng, then this battle would probably end up with a complete defeat.

"Taiyi will definitely not hate me, right?"

Qin Mu saved his injuries, and the Taoist injuries left by the Lord of Changfeng Palace were not troublesome. The Taoist injuries caused by the Taoist God Coffin in Burial were much more difficult and could not be healed in a short period of time.

He came to Taiyi's coffin, and the fluctuations of the burial Taoist divine coffin calmed down. Although this divine coffin had been tossed twice, it was still unscathed and extremely solid, and it was carrying the best coffin.

Qin Mu gently stroked the coffin and dragged it hard, dragging it toward the Dushijin boat.

"Taiyi is so strong, and he can't do anything to the mere burial Taoist sacred coffin."

Qin Mu was full of confidence in Taiyi and said hoarsely: "Brother Yu, come out quickly. I'm exhausted."

Lan Yutian's voice came from the Shijin Shibobo and shouted, "Brother, wait a moment."

Qin Mu could not drag Taiyi's coffin to the boat, so he had to stop and rest. After a while, Lan Yutian still disappeared.

"Brother Yu, can't you come out yet?" He wondered.

"Wait for me a little longer, I feel like I'm about to touch it!"

Qin Mu waited for a while, and waited until he was anxious, and thought to himself: "Can Lan Yutian get lost again?"

Lan Yutian has a very high sense of Taoism and is a natural person who is born close to Taoism, but one disadvantage is that he gets lost by habit. In the past, he got lost to the west and hangs with Xu Shenghua for a while. After leaving Xu Shenghua, he got lost all the way outside Taixu and took a group of disciples in a daze. Fortunately, he met Qin Mu, so he picked him up.

There are many golden palaces in the golden ships of the world. Qin Mu once used huge and complex calculations to calculate the number of golden palaces to obtain an astonishing number. Qin Fengqing used the method of Youdu to transform into billions and searched these golden palaces.

If Lan Yutian was not a traitor, he could also find a way to find out, but unfortunately he was.

He borrowed the special features of the golden ship to protect himself and trap the Lord of Changfeng Palace, but he did not expect to lose himself.

"I'm afraid I can't touch it for tens of thousands of years, so I can't count on him."

Qin Mu tried all his spare time to drag Taiyi's coffin to the boat, lay on the deck and gasped, exhausted, and then he closed his eyes and slowly fell into his dream.

Countless small Qin Mu drilled in the wounds of his body, and exchanged with Mahamaha, observing the scars of the Taoist wounds, deducing the magical powers and principles of Taoist law contained in the Taoist wounds.

Not long after, a deeper dream spread out, and many small Qin Mu walked out, holding an axe in his hand. Unlike other Qin Mu, these small Qin Mu were flesh and blood, and were transformed by Qin Mu's great way and Hongmeng's vitality.

Every Qin Mu is like the most hardworking worker bees and ant, surrounding Qin Mu's wounds, knocking and purging them with his own Taoist magical powers to refine and erase the Taoist wounds.

Other small Qin Mu looked at these new partners curiously and asked: "Mahamaha?"

"Guji Guji?"

Those friends in the new form had a serious look on their faces and ignored them. They were impatient and then responded: "Aba, Aba!"

The other small Qin Mu stared at the big eyes, looking like he understood, but in fact he didn't understand anything.

There are also some small Qin Mu dressed up as a pharmacist, carrying a medicine box, carrying a medicine basket, or holding a elixir furnace in his hand, repairing and repairing the wounds of the refining tract, very seriously.

The little Qin Mu came up again and asked, but were poisoned by these pharmacists Qin Mu, foaming at the mouth and twitching.

The other Qin Mu pointed at them and laughed, looking gloating: "Aba!"

When Qin Mu was about to wake up from his dream, these small Qin Mu hurriedly drilled into Qin Mu's brain one by one and disappeared one after another.

Qin Mu stretched out his body and felt as if he woke up, and his spirits were full of energy. The wound on his body had disappeared.

He stood up and checked Taiyi's coffin again, but saw that Lan Yutian still couldn't walk out of the Golden Palace.

"Brother Yu is probably really lost."

During this period of time when he was dreaming, the golden boat crossing the world had been marching for more than ten days, floating towards the ancestral courtyard, which was already very close to the ancestral courtyard.

Qin Mu frowned slightly. The golden ship was walking according to his wishes, away from the Yuan Realm and approaching the ancestral home. In his sleep, the world in his dream was unique and magnificent, but his thoughts were uncontrollable, he rode his horse and ran away, so the golden ship chose the idea he was thinking about the most.

"I wonder if the roots of the Lord Changfeng Palace will become hidden dangers."

He felt a little uneasy. He should stay. After the injury healed, he would erase all the roots of the Lord Changfeng Palace to ensure that there were no future troubles.

However, the golden ship had already arrived here, and it was too late to rush back. It was indeed as the golden ship was facing, and he was even more worried about his ancestral home.

"The root of the Lord of Changfeng Palace was severely damaged by the Burial Taoist Divine Coffin. Each root has the Dao wounds left by the Dao Coffin. He does not have my vision and cannot erase these Dao wounds. The problem should not be big."

Qin Mu was still a little weak. He twice beat the Lord's existence, which caused a lot of damage to his cultivation, so his cultivation level could not be restored by dreams.

He rested for a moment, his thoughts moved slightly, and the golden palaces on the golden ship disappeared automatically. The golden palace was not disappearing quickly, and Qin Mu left Lan Yutian enough time to allow him to run from one golden palace to another.

After a long time, the ancestral temple ahead was looking at it, and you could see the coalition forces of Yankang and the heavens and all worlds from afar, and there was only one golden palace left on the golden ship.

Lan Yutian carefully pushed open the hall door, looked out, and saw that the golden boat of the ferry world became only about a hundred feet long. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the golden palace.

"Brother Yu, have you seen it?" Qin Mu stood at the bow of the boat, raised his hand and pointed at the distant ancestral courtyard. Behind him was the Taiyi coffin standing up.

Lan Yutian walked forward and looked at Taiyi's coffin. He saw that Taiyi was placed on the boat with his head and feet on his head. He hurriedly picked up the coffin and turned it upside down.

He walked forward and looked in the direction of Qin Mu's finger. He saw that the ancestral courtyard was surging and magnificent. The heavenly courtyard was floating above the center of the ancestral courtyard. The divine power was surging, the divine light turned into clouds, and the golden light was radiant, which was much more spectacular than the heavenly courtyard in the past!

The canopy of the World Tree has grown to the point where the canopy covers the sky. The road is like a cloud, gushing out of the canopy, making the ancestral home wider and wider.

Under the canopy of the World Tree, magnificent sacred cities floated, and chains fell from the sky, piercing through the earth and connecting mountains and rivers. It seemed to be locking these sacred cities and preventing them from flying out of the sky.

Over the past few decades, the ancestral home has changed greatly. Prehistoric powerhouses and enlightened people have smuggled over, changing the world, bringing strange and thrilling beauty to the ancestral home.

"Brother, what did you see?" Lan Yutian looked at him for a long time, not knowing what Qin Mu was talking about.

The ancestral courtyard is too big and there are many places worth paying attention to. The World Tree, the ancestral courtyard holy land, and the five Taoist trees on the heavenly courtyard are all very eye-catching.

"A string."

The direction of Qin Mu's finger was exactly the direction of the ancestral temple Jade Capital City, and he said in a deep voice: "A string that travels through time and space from the Sixteenth Chronicle. This string comes from the long river of chaos in the Sixteenth Chronicle. It was pulled by Haotianzun, pulling this string out of the ancestral temple Jade Capital City."

His eyesight with his eyes raised between his eyebrows is amazing, and he can even see through time and space, see through chaos, and see the past.

What he saw was that this string extending from the past universe. As Emperor Haotian walked out of the ancestral palace, Yujing City, it grew longer and longer, and passed a long time. The history of this universe that lasted for 6 billion years has come to the present, following the Emperor Haotian towards the direction of the Heavenly Court.

This one is almost impossible to detect, which means that Qin Mu's eyes can see it, and others cannot notice the existence of this string at all.

"Emperor Haotian no longer exists, only the lackeys of the ancestral temple Yujing City are left."

Qin Mu exhaled a breath of turbid air and said in a deep voice: "What Haotianzun wants to do is to lead this string to the heavenly court, impress the five great enlightened people there, and take this power for their own use!"

In front of the golden ship, Yuetianzun Youtianzun and others had stabilized the army and did not take the initiative to attack the ancestral courtyard, but were arranged outside the ancestral courtyard. These days, they have been building spiritual energy bridges outside to build large bridges to facilitate communication with Yankang.

——The situation in the ancestral court is not yet clear. At this time, attacking the ancestral court will only cause trouble.

The golden ship came, and Jiang Baigui Yue Tianzun Youtianzun Xusheng Hualang Weilong Qilin Xuanwu and the two emperors and others came one after another. Qin Mu put away Taiyi's coffin and walked off the golden ship. Someone immediately approached and moored the golden ship.

"Mu Tianzun, the ancestral court has fallen and fallen into the hands of prehistoric strongmen. Emperor Haotian's remnants fled into the ancestral court. With our strength, we are not opponents of both sides."

Lang Wei looked at her beautiful eyes and asked, "Did the Heavenly Lord have any measures?"

Qin Mu's eyes fell on her, and his mind was a little shaken. He felt that Lang Wei seemed a little different today, no longer as deserted as before, but he couldn't understand where the changes were.

“Naturally there are measures.”

Qin Mu laughed and said, "I will go to the Heavenly Court to visit the five enlightened people there, and by the way, I will meet Haotianzun, the Lord of Huanxi Palace, and the string behind him!"

Lang Wei smiled and said, "I'll go with you."

Not far away, Emperor Yanfeng was a little surprised, touched his beard, turned his head to Jiang Baigui and said, "National Master, there is a ghost here. I think this creator wants to pry the corner of my Ling family."

Jiang Baigui looked at his eyes and his nose and his heart, and said, "Your Majesty is thinking too much."

Emperor Yanfeng was skeptical.

————Happy birthday to the leader Zimu!
Chapter completed!