I don't know what kind of mood my father felt when he recited Li Qingzhao's "Ninety Thousand Miles of Wind and Pengzhengju", I just know that he leaned on the table and fell asleep after shouting. I took my father back to the bedroom, helped him cover the quilt, and then came out to clean up the dishes and chopsticks with Lian Po Zilong. After a while, I recalled Lian Po Zilong and communicated with them in my spirit.

"Lian Po, if you know more things, tell me quickly. ”

"Lord, do you really know anything about this?"

"I always thought that my father had nothing to do with martial spirits, but then I thought that he must have been in contact with the soul master and knew something about martial spirits. But now the answer he gave me was incredible. I'm not questioning these stories, I just think I'm too dull, unbelievably dull. ”

"So Lord, tell me what your grandfather is, what the name is. ”

"Grandpa?"

"Yes. Now I have roughly determined the identity of the Lord's father, and that identity points to a more brilliant name. ”

"My grandfather?" I still couldn't believe, "he was just a little clerk who died shortly after giving birth to my father. ”

"Lord. Lian Po's tone was extremely serious, "I can listen to your thoughts many times, so I know your father's name very well—but I suspect it's a fake name—if his real name isn't Guo Tianyue—it's hard to imagine." ”

"My Grandpa ······"

Grandpa, it is an illusory and ethereal shadow, and it can even be said that apart from my bloodline, I have not had the slightest intersection with him in my life. I respect him because he is honest and selfish, but I don't have the affection between grandparents and grandchildren, let alone warm memories. All I remember is that black and white photo, like his personality, which is black and white.

My heart and the heart of Lian Po, Zilong's heart, stirred together, and as my memories deepened, the stronger the agitation became, and the stronger it became, the more difficult it was for me to discover the name. I heard knock

"Guo Qingqiu. ”

In an instant, all the noise and throbbing was gone, and although my heart was still pounding, the sound no longer made me panic. At this time, the clearest thing was the long sigh of Lian Po and Zilong.

"Lord. ”

"Ahh ”

"Your righteousness is intimately bound with your iron and your blood. I believe that your name will be as great as your grandfather and your father, if not more so than glorious. "Lian Po.

"When I was under Guo Dongshan, I was exposed to the information of the National Soul Master Association, and I also understood the meaning of this name. "Zilong.

I waited quietly for the two generals to calm down and talk to me.

"What the Lord knows is that the second generation of the Chosen Emperor, that is, the soul master who has the palace of the generals in his body and can host the ancient kings, has appeared, and it is Di Yusi. Then, before this, there must have been the first generation of the Chosen Emperor, and that person is your grandfather!"

"What are you talking about, Lian Po?" I couldn't believe my ears, "You mean my grandfather is the Chosen Emperor?"

"He is not just the Chosen Emperor, he really got the Emperor's Seal, he is the first president of the National Soul Master Association, at that time, there was no one in the world who was not convinced. The era of martial spirits almost ended in his hands. Lian Po said, "At this time, he died, and the soul masters of the whole world don't know who can defeat him! You must know that at the beginning of the establishment of the association, he had no fixed residence, and he relied on him alone to face the five great martial kings of Zhongcheng, the three peerless generals under his command, killed sixteen god-level military generals, and captured Zhongcheng!"

At that time, Lian Po also followed his first soul master and wandered in northern Xinjiang. The name Guo Qingqiu, like an immortal sun that burns fiercely at night, hangs high above the capital Zhongcheng. The soul masters who came and went from the south to the north, whether it was the soul merchant with the idea of gathering wealth in the world, or the martial king with the ambition to conquer the four seas, all raised their heads and looked up at him. His light illuminates every inch of the country, and his enthusiasm burns the era of martial spirits.

Many soul masters said that they would naively favor one or two people. This sentence became a nightmare for a hundred and ten martial kings, echoing in their pillow ears, inch by inch, consuming their wishes until the day the sun fell.

No one knows how he died in battle, and the National Soul Master Association has classified this matter as a dead secret, leaving no information. It's just that people still have legends that the three peerless generals were not defeated, but parted ways after the monarch's death and left separately. Guo Qingqiu. Lian Po said, we divide the era of martial spirits into three periods, 30 years ago to 26 years before my grandfather died is an era, this era is called Guo Qingqiu, 26 years ago to not long ago Yusi was discovered to be an era, this era is called Wang Bufu, Yusi was born, so today's era is called Di Yusi.

"That king is no longer the current president of the National Soul Master Association, and it is rumored that he is the righteous brother of the first Soul Emperor. He himself is very capable, but the martial soul era is developing towards prosperity, and he can't help it. However, in his hands, the National Soul Master Association was indeed more powerful, forming a strict hierarchy and management system, which greatly increased the intensity of the fight against the forces of the Martial King. ”

In the end, they talked about my father, which Zilong had never heard of. Lian Po said that it was about twenty years after the death of his first soul master. A man named Guo Jiangye, with his martial spirit, defeated the Martial King of Qucheng. "Those eyes, the people of that time, who have seen them, cannot forget. I've just heard that Guo Jiangye's eyes are full of the color of a prince. ”

"Guo Jiang ······ at night" I said, "But my father, all the identity information is clearly written Guo Tianyue!"

"The National Soul Master Association has a lot of power, so it's not difficult to change the identity information of the son of the first president to help him stay incognito. ”

There were countless wandering martial spirits who wanted to follow Guo Jiangye, but they were all rejected by Guo Jiangye. The legend coincides with my father's account at this time: Guo Jiangye or my father has only one general's mansion. My grandfather, Emperor Wu, had several palaces in his body, but his son only had one palace! Despite this, the father and son still stood at the top of the times. In my generation, it was a mediocre eight generals' mansions.

"Lord, we have existed too far ago for us to know the warrior who followed your father, who was born a thousand years after us. But you, you must have heard his story, you must be able to recognize it. "Lian Po.

"Ninety thousand miles of wind is moving······ Guo Tianyue ······"

My thoughts gradually cleared, and in a trance I saw a tall figure. I saw the general's tall and steep posture, and I saw his eyes, as innocent as promised. In a trance, I saw him slowly turn his body. His back was resolute and upright, and his clothes and armor were rapidly disintegrating and peeling off, revealing his spine.

"I think I saw him, Lian Po. I said, "I know who he is." ”

"Good. Lian Po said.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!

Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing. The courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed! Drive a long car and step through the Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”

Yue Fei, the word Pengju.