Murong Bei couldn't resist the temptation of the Heavenly Dao Divine Water after all, just like a monkey who saw a banana, he drank the bowl of water mixed with Huanran's essence blood in one go. Then, like a scoundrel, he sat on the ground, rolled his eyelids, and said, "You are willing to help me, I didn't ask you!"

Over the years, although he and Huan Ran have been entangled with each other, he still believes in this brother. Because he is stronger than himself, because he cannot be conquered, because he is the son of heaven, no matter which one he has, he has an inexplicable sense of powerlessness.

"Aren't you afraid of what I'm doing in this divine water?"

"You don't even bother to do that. Say, what do you want me to do?"

"The divine water will work in three days, but with your mortal body for no more than two hours, you will be better off than dead. ”

Murong Bei blinked his protruding eyelids, and his eyeballs rolled wildly: "So serious?"

"Or else?"

"It seems that in two hours, I will have to have a good time. ”

"Will you?"

"If death makes you unhappy, I might as well give it a try!"

"Looks like you really hate me. ”

"Of course I hate you, when I was nine years old, I just let you lift Sanniang's skirt, and you beat me. also said that I was not worthy of being the son of Xiangye. Since then, I have hated you. Until one day, you said to me, born like a star, do not seek to shimmer, but seek to clear the seclusion with a glimmer of light, and to see the joy of life. I was thinking, is there a woman in that happy realm of life, is there a domino, can I see that you are better than dead? So, I hate you less. ”

"What does this have to do with hating me?"

"I've thought about the days after you die. In the end, I felt that it was very boring. You are alive, I still have a thought. You're dead, I'm better off. Murong didn't hesitate for a moment, and said unexpectedly: "I know, you hate me, right, you just let me live, and then, watching me live like this is better than dying." ”

"I'm not as boring as you are, and I remember everything from my childhood so clearly. ”

"You don't hate me?"

Joyfully shook his head.

Murong Bei stood up and said angrily in disbelief: "How can you not hate me? You know—you hate me, I can live." That's how I've survived for the past ten years. Think about it, is it easy for me to do those bad things with all my heart? It's not to see you angry and make you hate me? So that I can live interestingly, and I will feel that this life has not been wasted. You are my hope to live. He excitedly grabbed Huanran's robe and said, "You hate me!

Huan Ran was not surprised by Murong Bei's actions, he had fully adapted to it in the past ten years.

At the age of fifteen, after awakening his bloodline, he wanted to understand one thing. In this world, there are people who can give everything in order to get love, some people can also give everything for kindness and righteousness, and like Murong Bei, there are very few people who give everything and even their lives in order to get their hatred.

In the eyes of outsiders, Murong Bei is a strange person, but in Huanran's eyes, what he sees is the Dao. In order to get his hatred, Murong Bei was willing to die. Looks like I'm going to take this seriously.

Holding the Tao is the most deviant of the ways of all feelings. Persistence is just a way, and the ultimate goal is not to the extreme. And Murong Bei's attachment was almost demonic. For a mortal body, being enchanted is just a demon. Tempering the demons in his heart is not what he is good at, after all, it is a matter of Buddhism, but it does not affect him to explain Murong Bei with some small means.

Huan Ran said: "Actually, I think that even if you drink the Heavenly Dao Divine Water and have a longevity of ten thousand years, you will not be able to achieve fame, after all, that is what I am good at." ”

Huh?--Murong Bei's protruding eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked, "Are you -- the method of agitating generals?"

Huan Ran said disdainfully: "Do you think I have this need? When I won the top prize, you could only watch from a distance and envy the fish in the abyss." Now, I have already achieved it, and even if you start working hard now, there is no hope in this life. I advise you to give up. Why don't you continue to do those shady things, and I can move my fists and kicks and have a good time!"

The more Murong Bei listened, the more disappointed he became, and finally sat down on the ground. sighed in my heart, I thought that if I did those things, I would be angry. Now it seems that the ten years of hard work have been in vain. After another thought, things have not yet reached the point of no return. With the Heavenly Dao Divine Water, he has a longevity. He didn't believe it, how difficult it was to get a champion's fame?

Mu Rong Bei slowly got up from the ground and said with a smile: "It seems that I don't take fame, you don't give up." I think you can be happy for a few years? Hmph-" After speaking, he turned around angrily and said: "Butler, prepare for me the "Nine Treatises on Shuzi"! I want a complete set, since ancient times, well-known sages and sages have brought me the annotation scrolls!"

"Hey—hey!" the butler was stunned, and thought to himself, the son is antisexual, and he must go and tell the master about this matter first. Hurriedly summoned a subordinate, and after giving an explanation, he hurried to the front hall.

"Okay, good, this method is very wonderful, a bowl of fake Heavenly Dao Divine Water will add another talent to the clan. Okay!uh-" Murong Fu said regretfully, "If there really is Heavenly Dao Divine Water, it will be even more wonderful. ”

"How can it be so easy, I heard that the gods live in the sky, and no one will come to the world to suffer. Some people say that immortals are just a legend. What's more, the Heavenly Dao Divine Water, which increases longevity for 10,000 years, is not recorded in the classics, at least, I have never heard of it. ”

Murong Fu shook his head and said: "Ancient idiot immortals, you have heard the story of begging for an ape around the wood. I don't think there is such a thing as Heavenly Dao Divine Water, or maybe it is not called Heavenly Dao Divine Water, but has another name. ”

The housekeeper said with a bitter face: "Master, do you really want to find the real Heavenly Dao Divine Water?"

He knew in his heart whether it was true to ask for an ape. It is the whole country that fences off a forest for the sake of a fairy monkey, this kind of absurd thing, presumably the old man can't do it.

Murong Fu shook his head again and said, "Everyone in the world says that I am incorruptible, and I also regard myself as an incorruptible person. Over the years, I've been tired of this name, but I can't stop it. Now, since my life span is at the end of my life, and I know the possibility of the existence of such a divine object, why should I waste my energy for the incorruptible disciples? "Tu Chenglu" says that those who are not incorruptible are born from the Qing Dynasty, but they are greedy at the beginning. ”

The housekeeper said carefully: "I believe that the master is just in a moment's hurry, even if you put this world in front of you, I don't think you will look at it squarely." ”

Although the butler said this, he still sighed in his heart. Senior Murong, I may have to live up to your trust. The eldest prince has changed now, and he is not at all what he used to be. It's actually just for the ethereal elixir that you started to do to the country you once swore to protect. When you named him a servant, you made him a servant of all beings. Now in your eyes, this future servant of all beings is afraid that he will kill the master.

Murong Fu said resolutely: "Jianjun, you are wrong, I am afraid that you will not be able to stop me this time." Thinking about these thousands of miles, my Murong clan has been laid down with the first king since the beginning of the Tailian, and I don't know how many generations are recorded in the genealogy......"

Jianjun interjected: "Twenty-eight thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven generations, you are twenty-eight thousand eight hundred and sixty-eight generations. He secretly rejoiced in his heart, since he talked about genealogy, it showed that the eldest young master had not forgotten his ancestors, and if he did not forget his ancestors, he naturally could not forget the ancestral teachings of the Murong clan.

"I know, you don't have to be reminded of this. I'm just unfair, why can I, the Murong Clan, only serve as the guardian of this country!"

Jianjun was stunned for a moment, he found that the eldest young master suddenly became very unfamiliar, could it be that he had fallen into a demon? No, according to the sorcerer, the signs of entering a demon were not like this. Lost his sanity, extremely killed, in order to seek strength, cut off his feelings.

At this time, the eldest young master has not yet reached that level, but there are just signs. So, he bowed and said: "Master, that's because since the beginning of the Taichu, the ancestor of the family has made a heavy oath with the king at that time, the Wei family has been the king of the world for generations, and the Murong family has been the servant of the world for generations. Have you forgotten, young master?"

Murong Fu stared at Jianjun for a long time, he didn't expect that Jianjun actually called him Young Master, how many years, his memory was blurred. It was as if the young master had passed through the deepest part of his memory. Two carefree young men in white, jumping on a horse in the wilderness, although it was just an ordinary hunt, it was also a wonderful memory.

"Servant, you have to remember the ancestral teachings of my Murong clan, King Wei Cheng, for the rest of your life!

Murong Fu was awakened by his father's call, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "According to Jianjun's meaning, not only can you not help me, but also stop me?"

"Don't dare, that's not my duty. The first master once said that I am a connoisseur only to protect the servants of the world. If the young master does not respect the ancestral teachings, then Jianjun can only remind the young master with death, so that you will not forget the original oath of family sacrifice. Or, without my knowledge, if you do so, then Jianjun can only find another head of the family. If there is no one to take your place, Jianjun can only die with you. As he spoke, Jianjun gestured to his abdomen.

Murong Fu chuckled and said, "You really look up to me, you actually want to take out the ancestral dragon pattern talisman." ”

He knew what the dragon talisman token represented, and there were only three in the entire Chengtian Continent. To be exact, it was the order of the protector of the clan that Long Ze issued to the hundred clans at the beginning of ancient times. As soon as the dragon symbol is issued, the enemy will be exterminated. If both clans come up with this order at the same time, then both clans will be wiped out, just sooner or later. This was an extremely rude way for Long Ze to show his strength to the Hundred Clans. Although the hundred tribes complained, they could only speak in ventriloquism.

No one has used this token for millions of years. Therefore, this token is only used as a special token for transit or check-in at the hotel. Even the leaders of the hundred tribes should be respectful when they see this token. That is to say, in the eyes of the hundred clans, this token is the fuse of a clan war, and no one dares to touch it easily.

Of course, the person who makes the order has no one else but the ancient family, and only the ancient family can use it carefully without arousing suspicion.

Now, his actions have forced this bamboo horse best friend to use the forbidden weapon of the hundred clans, and he doesn't know what it feels like in his heart. If he took it as a temptation, he found that the person he trusted most had turned away, and perhaps it was this unwisdom that pushed one of his best friends to the opposite side.

Murong Fu looked up at the sky, smiled sadly, and said, "That's it, I thought that my life was up to the sky. Now it is clear, the oath cannot be broken, and the will of heaven will last forever!"

Murong is unwilling, he is unwilling to let this oldest heirloom family decline or disappear because of his own selfishness, he is unwilling to lose a close friend, maybe it is too late to choose to regress, he is not willing to die without an heir.

The eldest son fought bloodily for the Chengtian Alliance on the border of the southern country, and died in the twilight of his life, but it was difficult to protect the rules, and the second son did nothing, only seeking a spare job in the household department. Except for Huanran, the adopted son of the clan, I am afraid that there will be no one to inherit the glory of the family. He was unwilling to let the hegemony of the Murong clan fall aside.

However, how can we be unwilling? Survival is the truth. If the family declines, even if there are talented and outstanding talents, they will also be embarrassed by life. It's a one-person business to fight back, but if you want to lead a huge family to rise at the same time, how easy is it?

Jianjun saw Murong Fu's face in his eyes, and his heart moved. How could he not see what the old man was thinking? If the people who knew the old man best, even the ladies of those rooms could not compare with him.

So he bowed and smiled: "Master, if you are worried about inheritance, you don't have to. ”

"Oh?" Murong Fu saw that he had returned to his previous state, and he also straightened his chest, and his face was suspicious.

"The third son is fine. ”

Murong Fu was silent for a long time and smiled. He didn't say anything, he just joked with him as Jianjun.

"Master, please listen to me. When King Cheng Ming was a teenager, he went into the wild to look for foxes. In three years, three in and three out were not available. Then, in and out, he built a grass hut on the pasture field and lived in it, and then went to look for foxes. The fox fairy finally moved, and sent a fairy fox to communicate with him often. After learning his identity, the fox fairy of Makino had only one request, so that he promised to never disturb the peace of Makino after inheriting the unification, which led to the current queen. ”

"What do you mean—"

"The matter of the third prince is the most urgent. According to the old slave's opinion, that joy must be very human. Thinking that the palace test was difficult, he took a champion Lang like a bag to get something. Presumably, under his guidance, the third prince will be able to successfully achieve fame. At that point, it's not too late for you to make up your mind. ”

Speaking of Huanran, Murong Fu smiled happily: "Yes, although I am in the twilight of my age, meeting my righteous son Huanran is the only comfort in this life. Before thinking about the palace test, he could guarantee that the champion position was desirable, and he really took it back. ”

Another solemn said: "You will be happy to call me to meet me, he will ensure that he will succeed in his studies, so that I can rest assured." Otherwise, there is always a heavy load in my heart that makes me gasp. ”

Jianjun answered the call and left.

Murong Fu looked at his back, sighed, and said silently: "Heavenly Dao Divine Water, such a divine object, has it not related to me?"

In the entire Chengtian Continent, don't say that it is the shadow of an immortal, and the fox clan can't find it.

A hundred years ago, the sound of Makino's thunder was endless, and the fox clan lost all traces overnight. No one knows where the fox clan has gone, and even the current queen is kept in the dark. Because of this, the queen often cried when she missed her relatives.

It was for the queen to miss her loved ones, and Emperor Chengtian built a palace of love for her. The benevolent heart of the emperor is actually more than family affection?

There are hermits who report to him in private, and the song in the palace of love is not stopped, **** slang, and night and night.

The emperor has been absent for more than a few months, and he, the pillar of national protection, presides over the government and handles local affairs on his behalf every day.

He didn't know that if the emperor wasn't stupid, he was wary of himself.

What could he do? The search for the Heavenly Dao Divine Artifact may be just an excuse in his heart.

A palace of love, built with thousands of dry bones. The voice of public resentment is getting heavier, how long can this country be stable?