Ge Ping suddenly asked, "What kind of emperor does His Royal Highness think is a true king?"

Chu Xianzhao was silent for a moment and said, "The Emperor of the Ages is the only one in the world. ”

"Great Qin Shi Huang?" Ge Ping clapped his hands and laughed: "Great Qin Shi Huang swept all countries in the world, and he was really a hero, but the Great Qin Iron Horse swept the world unparalleled, but because of the actions of the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera, he angered the princes, and finally could not avoid the ending of the death of the second emperor, which is really a pity." ”

Chu Xianzhao admitted: "It's a pity, but it's also admirable. ”

Ge Ping smiled and played: "In this case, does Your Highness think that Father Ling is better or inferior than the Great Qin Shi Huang?"

Chu Xianzhao heard him talk about his father, his eyes suddenly exploded with a cold light, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Chu Xiaohua is by no means inferior to the Great Qin Shi Huang...... But I just feel like he's a little bit off. ”

Ge Ping poured a cup of hot tea for Chu Xianzhao, held the teacup in the palm of his hand, and said with a serious expression: "Cooking tea requires firewood, everyone's life is like a piece of burning wood, and how long this firewood can be burned depends on the quality of the firewood.

"Great Qin Shi Huang and your father are both good trees that are rare in a thousand years, but unfortunately the Great Qin Shi Huang still overestimated his own strength, he not only burned himself too much, but also ignited the entire dynasty. ”

"As for your father, the emperor is following his old path, sooner or later there will be a day when he is burning and weak, as the so-called moon is full and it is lost, and the water is full and overflowing, even immortals can't escape. ”

"According to what you mean, it is necessary to be all-powerful and all-knowing, and the emperor who starts and finishes well can be regarded as a true king?" Chu Xianzhao frowned and said: "There is no eternal king in the world, and there will be no dynasty that will last forever, this is a paradox at all. ”

"Definitely. Ge Ping put the teapot back on the bronze platform and explained: "The life of this dynasty is like this pot of tea, the more fierce the firewood burned under the copper table, the shorter the life of the dynasty, and in the end, it is difficult to escape the fate of people dying and the lights are extinguished." Although the Great Qin Shi Huang is inferior to your father in terms of manipulating power, he is the first emperor of the ages after all, he has fought back many times in danger, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and finally burns his own life, how to add heat to the dynasty and continue his life?"

Chu Xianzhao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on the pot of tea soup that was being cooked.

"If you want the tea to keep it warm, you can only keep adding firewood, as long as you can keep the firewood continuous, the pot of tea can be hot all the time, and even never cool down. ”

Chu Xianzhao said slowly: "If this is the case, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of firewood...... And even the tea soup will be burned dry. ”

"Since the Great Qin Shi Huang wants to dominate the world, what is the matter of ambushing millions of corpses, including your father and the emperor is also doing the same thing, no matter whether this process can succeed or not, these wood-like creatures will also be consumed, and they will be able to carry the heavy heavenly dao and stand tall! Whether it is a hundred years or a thousand years, whenever people mention their names, they will be in great awe!"

The man's voice was like a bronze bell Da Lu, Chu Xianzhao felt as if he was being suppressed by a strong momentum, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were burning and said, "Then you say, what is the true way of a king?"

"The way of a king is to kill all the enemies in front of him, and use the remnants of their corpses to ignite his own prosperous dynasty. Ge Ping said in a low voice.

Chu Xianzhao was startled at first, and his fists clenched subconsciously.

"You once led the Great Yin Iron Cavalry to destroy Yan Mang's resting city and capture Shuyue Lijing City, so why can't this city become your bag?" Ge Ping's voice was almost questioning, "Or have you lost the courage and pride you once had, and have become a trapped beast that draws the ground as a prison?"

Chu Xianzhao looked directly at the man in front of him, with a faint anger in his eyes.

Why did he know so much about himself? He was a ghost behind him, and he couldn't be guarded against.

Chu Xianzhao said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ge's words, whether they are right or wrong, are very novel to me, and now I want to ask Mr. Ge a question." ”

Ge Ping smiled and said, "I know everything." ”

Chu Xianzhao asked, "Mr. Ge has said so many things to me, and he also knows my background and background, if it weren't for the purpose of offering my head to Emperor Qing, what would he want me to do?"

Ge Ping smiled mysteriously and said, "What I want you to do, just like what you once did to Yan Mang, inherit the power I gave you, and start a new era, an era that is not completely devoid of dragons." ”

The corners of Chu Xianzhao's mouth pressed down, his eyes became vigilant, and he said bitterly: "Since Mr. knows so many things about me, he must also know what kind of power is hidden in my body, right?"

Ge Ping lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, and said with sincere emotion: "The blood of the sunrise, the king's breath, the Tai'a sword, including the luck of the Four Kingdoms Dynasty...... His Royal Highness is worthy of being the chosen one, the chosen one chosen by God to usher the people of the world out of the troubled times, and the true king of the world. ”

Chu Xianzhao took a deep breath and said, "What is the purpose of Mr. telling me these words?"

"What does His Royal Highness think of the current sunset?" Ge Ping asked again.

"Sunset?" Chu Xianzhao was stunned for a moment, recalled what he had seen and heard in the past few days, and said bluntly: "Qionglou Yuyu, the princes are gathered, and the Southern Continent Imperial Capital is gathered. ”

"From what I have seen and heard, in the dead of night, executioners and rapists of all kinds will come into action, and they will hunt down the drunken sons of the families who have fallen on the side of the road, or jump on the painting boats to take away the prostitutes who have been sent to them, and when their desires have been satisfied, they will kill them and throw them into the river, and the government does not care about these things, as for the court

Every day when the people at the bottom of the city wake up, no one knows if they will survive until tomorrow morning, and maybe their bodies will be thrown into the Qinhuai River that night. Ge Ping said slowly: "The Qionglou Yuyu here is full of corpses and bones, it is the city of fear, the place where all evil gathers, every night falls, it will be the scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night, and the ghosts are looking forward to new ghosts joining their ranks." ”

"What the hell do you want to say?" Chu Xianzhao asked.

Ge Ping stretched out the index finger of his right hand, pointed to the night above his head, and said: " Under this darkness, this palace of dragon bones suppresses all these evils, the man sitting on the throne in this palace, the people call him His Majesty the Emperor, in fact, who His Majesty the Emperor is, many of them have not had the opportunity to see, it does not matter how much power he has in his hands, what kind of power he pursues, and whether he is a good person or a bad person is even more irrelevant, the most important thing is that everyone listens to him, and regards him as a god above their heads, with a high god, there is a law, so that people can remember who they are, know what to do and what not to do, so that there is an era full of injustice but balance。 ”

"If once he falls from a height, then no matter how he falls, it doesn't matter whether he is for the people or for himself, an emperor covered in dust can be killed by everyone, and whoever kills him with his own hands in the end will take over his power and ascend to the throne. Ge Ping changed his mind.

"No matter what kind of person he is, as long as he kills the old emperor, he will become the new emperor, and the people will be able to believe in his power?" Chu Xianzhao didn't seem to realize that his thinking was being led astray by him again.

"There is no Allah in power, whoever holds it the tightest is its master, now look at your side, do you feel like you are in the asura field of power." ”

Chu Xianzhao turned his head abruptly and looked at the mountains of corpses and bones all around, which made his face change drastically.

The graceful moonlight fell on the slowly flowing blood water, the scarlet blood water was approaching him, the corpses and bones hugged each other in various intimate postures, and the intestines exposed from the crack in his abdomen were covered with maggots, making Chu Xianzhao so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

"I don't believe your words, and I don't believe Chu Xiaohua's words, now I ...... No more trusting strangers. Chu Xianzhao resisted the desire to vomit and squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth.

"But as the Lord of the Apocalypse, do you think you can lead the Shadow Moon Sect to defeat this dynasty? Now what you see is only the tip of the iceberg, and those big sects in the Southern Continent like Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain are all supporting the royal family, so no matter what kind of slogan they use to carry out the uprising, they will always be invisible rats in the eyes of the royal family, they can only live in the gutter and wait for your arrival, and now that you are here, most of them still have no way to come to see you in a dignified manner, right?"

Chu instantly recalled what Lu Kui and Tangerine Sect Mantis had said to him, and suddenly felt a chill rise in his throat.

"These people are just instinctively resisting the royal family, resisting everything that the court resists this dynasty, and they don't understand why they resist, and they don't understand why they want to win, and they are just resisting this hopeless war, and the more people die in this war, the more hatred accumulates in the hearts of those who survive, and this hatred will turn the originally good people into cowardice, and the cold people into madness, and this struggle will continue, and more and more people will die in this war, and the fire that their bodies have turned into will evolve into a greater war。 ”

Ge Ping paused and asked, "Do you remember the battle you experienced?"

Chu Xianzhao was silent, Ge Ping raised his head to look at him, raised his arm and stretched out his hand.

In an instant, Chu Xianzhao felt as if he was wandering thousands of miles, looking around in a daze in all kinds of hallucinations, but he didn't know what he should cherish and what he was looking for.

Then he saw again the burning city of Sabbath, with its twilight white hair fluttering in the fiery wind, each stranded with gold trimmed at the edges.

It's a lot like a dream, but it's far more real than a dream, just like the free fugue that Ying Liyang has made him experience, and all kinds of terrifying things are everywhere in this dream.

"Your Royal Highness, do you remember what place this is? This is outside Yan Mang's Rest City, and this is the place where you won your first meritorious service. Ge Ping's voice seemed to come from out of the sky, even though he was standing beside him.

He passed by the iron knights who roared and fought in the Valley of Storms, and the flames released by the Eastern Emperor Bell slashed through the night sky like a freehand ink blot, and finally fell into the city of rest.

He saw Hua Youyue kneeling on the battlefield, the rain of arrows covering every part of her body that he could touch.

He saw General Meng Yu being hit by Yan Mangren's artillery, his iron armor was shattered, and he was at the moment when he fell backwards from his horse.

This illusion was irrational but extremely real, as if all the sadness he didn't want to see was condensed in this illusion.

There was not a single living person moving here, only a ghost who was moving silently, like a ghost traveling from afar.

He walked into the city of rest, and the people who were burned by the fire turned into coke in their arms, and Chu instantly killed some of them with his own hands, but he could not kill them completely.

Because they were still alive in their memories, their eyes wide open, dragging their burning bodies slowly towards him.

"This place is the same as the Great Red City that was once captured by the Yinguo Iron Cavalry...... It's all hell. Ge Ping whispered beside him.

Chu Xianzhao was frightened by the scene in front of him and Ge Ping's words, and ran as if he had left the ghosts, but this run made these ghosts who were originally frozen on the battlefield also run.

In this hallucination, the burning soldiers behind him chased him, wielding blood-stained swallowtail knives in their hands.

They roared and chased after Chu Xianzhao, who had no weapons in his hands at this time, no Wang Xi, and no Chu Xiaohua to give

His iron horseman, he is a powerless young man on the battlefield,

Fear followed him like a shadow, he had to run or he would be killed by the soldiers, and in the burning aisles, he passed through one long gate after another, and the burning Yan Mang soldiers were getting closer and closer to him.

Chu Xianzhao ran exhausted in the hallucination, he felt that his consciousness was about to dissipate in this hallucination, and just as the flaming swallow knife was about to be inserted into his back, he suddenly stepped through the last long door.

He finally broke into the burning hall, and the burning soldiers roared unwillingly, but they did not dare to step into it for half a step, because at the end of the hall lay a golden throne, on which sat the queen of Yan Mang.

Chu Xianzhao looked at the woman on the throne in horror and horror, he was back here again, back to this place that he would never want to come back to.

It was in this hall that he killed Empress Yan Mang with his own hands, because Emperor Yan Mang had already drunk the poisoned wine outside his arrival, so he could only kill her.

The king died and the queen died.

Chu instantly looked at the rose-like face, he was suddenly not afraid of anything, and his heart was more sad.

The woman's eyes were charred hollows, and she had a dagger stuck in her abdomen.

"It's a hallucination, but it's also a real thing, no matter how hard you try, you can't change it, here is a war you have experienced to destroy the country, here, you killed a woman who was still pregnant with a child...... Because she is Yan Mang's queen, only by killing her can this war end, Yan Mang's luck will be transferred to you, and that ancient and noble power will naturally fall into your hands. ”

Ge Ping laughed out loud, "This woman is very beautiful, isn't it, so beautiful that you are reluctant to let anyone have her, but you can't possess her, so you can only choose to kill her." ”

"Are you provoking me?" Chu Xuanzhao pulled out the dagger inserted in Empress Yan Mang's abdomen at some point, and the blade had already cut the skin of Ge Ping's neck.

"If you kill me now, you will inherit my power, and I hope that my embers will ignite the fire in your heart. Ge Ping was still laughing.

The silence continued for a moment, the dagger fell from his hand, and Chu Xianzhao looked up at this splendid dormitory, looking as if he was crying.

Ge Ping said softly: " People who really have the will of the king have a different view of this world, His Royal Highness has experienced so many wars, and has seen the two armies fighting with his own eyes, those young people in battle armor charge and fight on the battlefield, and use their lives to win this war, and the people behind will continue to rush up, stepping on the corpses of their comrades to continue fighting, and the corpses around them are piled up, until the blood in the corpse pile accumulates to the calves, they can push the battle line forward for dozens of distances, but soon they will be pushed back by the soldiers invested by the enemy, and so on and so forth。 In many cases, wars are fought not for combat effectiveness, but for vitality. ”

"As an ordinary soldier, they don't have much fighting skills, so they can only win this war with the consciousness of dying, isn't it very much like a huge furnace, burning anyone to death with the fire of their life, and you are the one who adds firewood. ”

Chu Xianzhao was speechless.

"But if you use this flame well, you can achieve things that no one can imagine, and if you don't trust anyone, then trust yourself. ”

Ge Ping suddenly raised his voice and said: "If you want to be an emperor like the First Emperor of the Great Qin, if you want to save all the people from fire and water, do you want to defeat the emperor in the Daqing Palace, and defeat your father emperor who is far away in the northern region, only one emperor is enough, now look at your past, and then think about your future, do you know what you should do next?"

"But I have lost my royal breath, and now my strength is only half of what it used to be, or even less. ”

Ge Ping smiled and said: "But you are still the prince of Yinguo, and you are still the young man who destroyed Yan Mang and conquered Shuyue, and you are not the same kind of person at all as the Emperor Qingguo who sat on the throne and played with women in Luoyang City, and you still have the possibility of awakening Wang Xi again." ”

The words that this man said to him today seemed to imply that he had some kind of opportunity, of course he wanted to regain power and defeat Emperor Qingguo, and only in this way could he face Chu Xiaohua with thousands of troops.

Chu Xianzhao was slightly stunned, "Do you have a way?"

"This martial arts move is the opportunity for His Royal Highness, the divine soldier that has been stored in Longhu Mountain for many years - Qimen Da Gong, will be used as a reward for the victors of this martial arts big move, as long as there is a Qi Men Da Gong can handwrite Tianxian, other Taoist warlocks need to prepare a few hours to draw a good talisman, His Highness can release it as long as he raises his hand slightly, this world qi machine will be at your disposal, and it is even easier to wake up the king's breath. ”

"Wake up the king's breath. Chu Xuanzhao couldn't help but gasp.

"I know that His Highness is wary of me in his heart, but as my sincerity, as long as His Highness can go all out to win that martial arts battle and get the Qimen Great Urn, I will naturally have a way to help His Highness reawaken Wang Xi. ”

"But I feel like you're using me, using me to achieve something. ”

Ge Ping sighed softly and said: "Your Highness is just too stubborn, not to mention who to use with whom, there is someone I want Your Highness to meet, maybe Your Highness will change his mind after seeing it." ”

Ge Ping flicked his sleeves again, and the two returned to the warm pavilion.

He suddenly clapped his hands and said, "First year, come out to meet your good friend, don't always hide in the shadows and look at him, he won't hurt you." ”

Chu Xianzhao seemed to be still immersed in the shock of seeing Empress Yan Mang just now, but the figure that appeared out of the shadows the next moment made him suddenly dumbfounded, as if he had seen the ghost of the old man.

It's the beautiful boy with grease powder on his face...... He once played the role of a concubine who died in the arms of the king on the stage...... A smile and a smile reveal a thousand styles.

The first year of Helian!