Chapter 1062 — All of You Are My Disciples
The Herdsman of the Wasteland Page 3 of 3
Soon, the Langxuan Divine Palace was exactly as it had been, identical in every way. But the powerful demigods who had died by Shen Mu's hand were not resurrected, and corpses were still everywhere. The Divine Emperor's eight arms trembled. He forced down the urge to kill. "This divine art.
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this divine art. . . " He watched Shen Mu walk out of the divine palace, and the collapsed Southern Heavenly Gate also righted itself and closed. "I truly cannot understand it!
" he clenched his teeth until blood flowed from the roots of his teeth, feeling a profound sense of powerlessness wash over his whole body. Shen Mu and the others walked toward the Xiaohan Heavenly Court, and Shen Mu said, "Moon, after we get back, you all should go to the Divine Emperor Langxuan's territory and move the human race over.
Try to find places with abundant water and grass, suitable for raising animals and farming; set up schools and improve the people's livelihood.
I have thought it over again, and you are right.
If one generation does not awaken, there will be the next. If two generations do not awaken, there will be a third. In every generation there are always a few who awaken; they are the hope of our race.
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" Heavenly Venerable Moon walked behind him and listened quietly.
Then she said abruptly, "Mu Qing?
" Shen Mu turned his head, showing a brilliant, sunny smile. "Why have you changed your way of addressing me to Mu Qing?
" "Nothing. " Heavenly Venerable Moon smiled. "It just occurred to me that the name Mu Qing has a lovely artistic mood. The moment I say it, I cannot help but picture a young boy herding cattle and sheep on a boundless stretch of green grass. Tell me, is that not how the Heavenly Venerable Mu got his name? " Shen Mu laughed.
"You are overthinking it.
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