Chapter 672 — The Youth Bestows the Art
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
"Shen'er is back?
" The Pill Master turned his head, saw Shen Mu, and laughed: "That dragon qilin of yours, I fed him well for you, and he has grown a good deal stouter. " Shen Mu's face went numb.
"Stouter.
. . " That fat ball pulled its head from the pot; at the sight of him it was both startled and delighted, and hastily paddled its little short legs toward him. Two steps in, its four limbs could no longer hold it off the ground, and its head plunged into the earth. Thump — it bounced up, bounced several times more, and rolled over to Shen Mu, crying, "Sect Master, I am fine, no need to help me up, a couple of rolls and I will get up on my own.
" Shen Mu dodged aside in a fluster and said, aggrieved, "Grandpa Pill Master, this is not what I would call stout! Where is Ling'er?
Ling'er! How could you let Fat Dragon eat so much, grow so fat?
" The Pill Master said, "Ling'er went off to cultivate with the fox immortal; she is not here.
Does Fat Dragon not eat three meals a day, and a peck of spirit pills at each meal? " Shen Mu was struck dumb. The dragon qilin stopped rolling, four limbs to the sky, claws scrabbling twice, and could not right himself.
His little tail lifted, tried to brace against the ground and flip him over, yet strain as it might, stretch as straight as it might, the tail could not touch the earth. The dragon qilin panted, "Sect Master, lend a hand.
Sect Master, Sect Master! Do not go. . .
will somebody turn me over? " The First Ancestor Human Emperor could not bear the sight; he stepped up and gave him a push.
The dragon qilin rolled upright, worked hard to shift his body, and at last could see the First Ancestor Human Emperor; he hastily thanked him, "Many thanks, Senior, for the hand. My lunch is not finished yet!
" So saying, he ran with all his might back toward the great pot.
The First Ancestor Human Emperor could not help saying, "You are still eating? Your master is already angry, and before long he will kill you and set you on the table. " The dragon qilin took fright and hastily stopped eating; he thought about it, then ate on, saying in a muffled voice, "Better to die with a full belly.
. . " "You are beyond saving! " The First Ancestor shook his head and went after Shen Mu.
In the temple, the Headman was saying something to Ma Rulai; hearing Shen Mu's voice he too hastily floated up, and saw Shen Mu approaching. The others in the village heard as well that Shen Mu had returned, and came out of the meditation rooms one after another; at the sight of him there was naturally another great commotion. Seeing the Headman alive again, Shen Mu could not help wiping at his tears a few more times.
The Headman laughed, "Do not put on such childish airs. You are a Human Emperor, and the Sect Master of the Heavenly Saint Sect, and the Grand Libationer of the Heavenly Saint Academy besides — how can you be forever wiping your nose?
Am I not alive again? " So he said, yet his own eye rims had gone red. Just then he suddenly caught sight of the First Ancestor Human Emperor coming over, and hastily — with a thud — planted himself on the ground and prostrated himself stiff and straight: "This junior, Su Muzhe, pays his respects to the First Ancestor Human Emperor!
" The First Ancestor Human Emperor helped him up and set him in a reclining chair, saying, "Rise.
The last time you saw me you were not so formal. " The Headman was shaken to the core. He said to the First Ancestor, "This is my disciple!
The Human Emperor of this age!
A born Overlord Body!
Shen'er, Shen'er, come and pay your respects to the First Ancestor — kneel, knock him a few heads! " Shen Mu shook his head: "Why kneel to him?
He cannot even beat me.
In the Human Emperor Hall I made him cry. " The Headman raged, "Outrageous! Betraying your master and your ancestors!
The First Ancestor has vast divine powers, and all his skills come down from the Kaikhuang era.