Chapter 53: The Influence of the Mandate of Heaven

At the moment when Lin Ran slashed Sanfu, the voice of the chat group in his mind immediately sounded.

The member of the "Martial Arts Supreme" of the month-level chat group "This is a group" killed the five old-level space-time envoys, and the group member "Martial Arts Supreme" was exceptionally promoted to the Haori chat group. ”

"Group member Lin Ran, do you want to join the Haori chat group?"

Lin Ran was stunned.

The Wanjie chat group is divided into three categories: Haori, monthly, and star-level, among which the Haori chat group is the only Haori-level chat group, and it is also the real core of the Wanjie chat group, which can be said to be the total group.

Lin Ran was actually qualified to be promoted to the Haori chat group?

"Didn't you say that you need to reach three yuan to be promoted to the Haori chat group?" Lin Ran asked.

"For group members who can kill the Temporal Envoy, the group chat will give preferential treatment." The system of the Wanjie chat group replied.

Can it still be like this?

Lin Ran was a little surprised, but it was reasonable to think about it.

The space-time envoy crushes the reincarnation, and suddenly a reincarnation who can kill the space-time envoy appears, no matter which celestial organization it is placed in, it will be cultivated as a key seed, and at the same time, it will be hyped up to increase the centripetal force.

Lin Ran's killing of Sanfu had an even greater impact than he had imagined.

"Join." Lin Ran sat on top of the void of the star field, his mind sinking.

"Wanjie Chat Group" (12893)

"Please decide on a group nickname."

"Note: The nickname must correspond to the actual system of practice."

This regulation, which had never been seen before, made Lin Ran stunned.

The Wanjie chat group has always known that he is an immortal monk, but they have never cared about him pretending to be a martial monk, but this time......

Are you afraid that he will continue to kill his friends?

Since Lin Ran joined the Wanjie chat group, he is a "murderous" person, the kind that will shoot regardless of whether he is or against him, and it is normal to have this kind of prompt.

After thinking about it, Lin Ran took on a new nickname.

"I really don't kill my teammates"

Group system: "Welcome me really don't kill teammates to join this group"

Lin Ran, who was greeted by a bunch of voices in the group, chose to ignore it and looked at the group management as usual.

Group Leader: Haotian Immortal King (Immortal Dao, Hedao)

Administrator: Celestial Warrior (Martial Arts, Harmony)

Administrator: Starting Salary Civilization Council (The Way of Science, Harmony Civilization)

Administrator: Okami of Light (Shinto, Harmony)

……

There are a total of eleven group owners and administrators, all of whom are Hedao-level giants, and even some group members who have not held positions are also Hedao-level!

When he really came into contact with the Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group, the absolute core group of the Heavens Organization, Lin Ran deeply felt the number of high-end combat power of the Heavens Organization.

There are thirty-one Hedao-level combat power alone, and there are also twenty after removing management and group masters.

And the three-element level is even more outrageous, except for the group members of Lin Ran and the Hedao level, the other 12,861 living beings are all the power of the three-element level.

After really coming into contact with a super power core that spans the heavens, Lin Ran found that the original space-time administration was so strong.

There are so many strong people in a Myriad Realms chat group, but what about the stronger reincarnation hall and the space of the gods?

How strong should the space-time authority of the Great Universe be that runs around with the Celestial Organization?

Lin Ran suddenly found that his understanding of the Time and Space Administration was not so profound.

At least, he knew very little information about the top combat power.

After browsing through the group documents and announcements of the general group, Lin Ran opened his eyes and learned a lot about the Heavenly Organization and some high-level secrets.

These are all secrets that he can't access in the month-level chat group.

"I'm not the only reincarnation who has killed the space-time envoy, it's just that there hasn't been such a reincarnation for a long time, and the genius reincarnators who originally entered the Haori group have all been promoted to three yuan."

No wonder the whole group can't even find a quartet, only Lin Ran, a lonely fifth elder, is here.

It has been a long time since the Haori group has joined the group, don't look at the king of angels, there are many group masters in the Quartet Extreme Realm, but the last step of the Quartet to break through the three elements is the most difficult, I don't know how many creatures are stuck in this step.

The same is true of Lin Ran's old director Song Huai, Sanyuan is hopeless, so he returned to Hailanxing to cultivate the next generation.

In Hao Riqun's group files, Lin Ran also discovered the latest discoveries and a list of worlds that are being explored.

Among them, the world where Lin Ran is located is on the list.

The information contained in it made Lin Ran stunned.

"The will of the five old worlds is the will of the new world, and the remnants of the evil god's breath have been found inside the world, and the original world will is suspected to have been devoured by the old evil gods."

This message lifted Lin Ran's spirits.

Could it be that the darkest source that Chu Changkong learned from the will of the world was the old days?

Evil gods do have a habit of devouring the will of the world.

Different from the regular heavenly organizations such as the Ten Thousand Worlds Chat Group, which used the world core to assist in cultivation, the old days did not have a great demand for the world core, but the world will, which they liked to devour the most, and often seized the world core just to cultivate the world will, and to keep it in captivity so that they could devour.

If it is said that the original world will of this world was devoured by the evil gods, it is completely reasonable.

Lin Ran raised his hand and touched his chin.

"Old days, ......"

Old acquaintances.

The Heavenly Organizations that Lin Ran dealt with the most, except for the Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group, was this one.

Although the old days were also one of the alliances of the Heavenly Organization, because the spirit of this group of madmen was generally abnormal, the reincarnations of the Heavenly Organization were rarely willing to deal with this group of people, and they generally could do what they could, and they couldn't cooperate again.

This world is suspected of being the prey of the old days, and the Ten Thousand Worlds chat group still chooses to take action, which can be seen that there is not harmony between the Heavenly Organizations.

It's normal to think about it, the children of the Divine Universe have received a unity education since childhood, have a common belief and a goal to strive for, and who are the people who naturally have a united ****** after becoming a messenger of time and space?

Even if there are normal people in it, in this kind of harsh Gu raising environment, good people will grind you into heinous villains.

Such people, do you expect them to be united?

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The evil gods of the old days were all a bunch of crazy people, and it was naturally impossible for the reincarnations of other heavenly organizations to get along with them.

"It seems that I am not in a hurry to leave."

Originally, Lin Ran planned to hand over the task and leave, and then let the bureau send someone over to recover this world.

But now it seems that there is no need for this for the time being.

Although the evil god has an abnormal brain, he is not a fool, and once the Time and Space Administration intervenes, the evil god will not come.

Since this world might attract the evil gods of the past, Lin Ran didn't mind catching more fish.

The old headquarters is hard to find, and even the Space-Time Authority has not deduced it. But there are not no giants in the bureau who are proficient in the way of Tianyan, if the number of evil gods with personal personalities is caught to a certain number, they can reverse the old nest.

Although it is unlikely that this world will attract at least four personality evil gods, but what if?

Well, people always have to think about it a little.

Turning off the Ten Thousand Worlds chat group and glancing at the panel where the number of resurrections was reduced by one, the big stone in Lin Ran's heart was put down.

It seems that the dog days have been resurrected.

It is impossible for Lin Ran to really kill Sanfu, although he killed Sanfu, the true spirit is retained, and he is resurrected with Lin Ran's resurrection times.

This is the real purpose of coming to Tianxuan this time, reincarnation is a trivial matter, and letting Lin Ran's hands be stained with the blood of the time and space envoy is the key.

The thought converged, and Lin Ran left the star field and returned to Tianxuan.

……

Tianxuan Continent, ten years later.

"Drink!"

The shout came from Chu Mutian's mouth.

Chu Wentian sat on the chair, propped his head, yawned, and looked listlessly at Chu Mutian, who was holding a wooden sword on the stage and training seriously.

The Piano King is not there.

She is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and she has a lot of political affairs, so it is impossible to stay by the two of them all day.

Chu Wentian has a stubborn personality, but his talent in martial arts is unique in the life of King Qin. The basic weapons are all mastered, especially the overbearing and powerful halberd, and the talent is even more superb.

King Qin asked Chu Wentian to teach Chu Mutian the basic swordsmanship, and Chu Wentian was completely competent.

"There is no force at all in the crackling, only moves, and there is nothingness. However, the pace is steady and powerful, and the lower plate is calm, but it is not as wasteful as rumored. Chu Wentian thought silently in his heart.

Being in the royal family, the sixteen-year-old Chu Wentian may not be mature in life, but his wisdom is beyond the ordinary.

"My arms have already reached the limit, and I have relied on my own willpower to support them until now." Chu Wentian grinned.

"Alright, let's stop."

When Chu Mutian heard this, his hands seemed to be liberated, and he hung down weakly. But his right hand still held the wooden sword.

"Not bad. As a swordsman, it is extremely important to never give up your sword. Chu Wentian jumped lightly, jumped on the stage, and said approvingly. You're doing a great job. ”

"Brother Three Emperors." Chu Mutian bowed his head slightly.

"Throw away the sword, and the imperial brother will take you to the Accord to relax." Chu Wentian walked over, put his arm around Chu Mutian's shoulders and said.

The corners of Chu Mutian's mouth twitched.

Just now, he said seriously that the swordsman would never give up his sword, but now he turned his face and let him throw the sword......

"Brother Huang, the last time we went to Accord, we were locked up by the queen mother for seven days, did you forget?" Chu Mutian said helplessly.

As soon as he said this, Chu Mutian was speechless.

With his intentional closeness, the two soon became good friends. Then, Chu Wentian took him to Accord.

Well, the biggest ...... in the Holy City Qinglou.

The two princes went to the Qinglou to drink flower wine, one was sixteen and the other was fourteen. This made the queen half angry, and directly locked up the two of them for seven days.

It's only been a month since it was released, and this guy is going to go again, how big is his heart?

"yes." Chu Wentian tilted his head and thought about it. "I don't know which palace maid told me last time, don't let me know who it is."

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with a cold killing intent that made Chu Mutian's heart skip a beat.

"This child's three views are a little distorted, and he wants to kill people at every turn!" Chu Mutian's brows furrowed. Even if it is not a strange thing to kill people in the Tianxuan Continent, this kind of killing intent appears in a sixteen-year-old child, no matter how you look at it, it is not normal.

"No, I've got to help him reinvent his mind!"

Chu Wentian's identity is too special. The first prince of the Holy Dynasty, the most talented royal family in history. It is almost certain that he is the crown prince, and it is very likely that he is the next generation of holy emperors!

With his current character and talents, once he ascends the throne in the future, he will surely become a tyrannical king.

How terrible the disaster brought by a tyrannical king was, there were many examples in Chu Mutian's time.

Moreover, the current ruling scope of the Holy Dynasty is the entire Tianxuan Continent, and both the ruling area and the ruling population are tens of thousands of times that of the Holy Dynasty in Chu Mutian's era.

The plan to transform Chu Wentian's concept shows its importance.

"Then let's go to the Wind and Snow Building, I haven't been there for a long time." Chu Wentian didn't know Chu Mutian's inner turmoil, and he was still thinking about where to go chic.

"Brother Huang." Chu Mutian organized the language, "The palace maid's whistleblowing is indeed hateful, but the crime is not death. ”

"Good, good. You haven't been to the Wind and Snow Building, this is the best place in the Holy City, go once guaranteed"

"Brother Huang!" Chu Mutian interrupted Chu Wentian's words.

"Just a palace maid, kill it, kill it, so what do you care about?" Chu Wentian said dissatisfied.

"The palace maid is also a human being, and she is also a life! We can't take away someone's life because of a small thing! ”

"I am the prince, her master. She made a mistake, and I killed if I wanted to. Chu Wentian frowned and said.

"Just because we're born noble doesn't mean we're noble. We can respond to every call and enslave a hundred people, and this is just relying on our father. If we're not princes, so what? Chu Mutian looked directly at Chu Wentian and asked.

He believed that Chu Wentian could understand.

Chu Wentian did understand.

Chu Mutian's words he had never thought of it. Since he was born, his life has been one of luxury and wealth. Whatever it is, it's the best.

He was the first prince of the Holy Dynasty and was loved by thousands of people.

But if he is not a prince.

Chu Wentian couldn't imagine it.

Squinting at Chu Mutian, Chu Wentian turned around and strode away.

Chu Mutian watched Chu Wentian leave with an expressionless face. He knows that his perception cannot be changed in a moment.

It takes time.

It's just that Chu Mutian doesn't understand, what kind of person or thing is guiding Chu Wentian to the path of forming this character? The child's anger disappeared quickly, even the precocious Chu Wentian.

After three days of "cold war" with Chu Mutian, the relationship was restored as before. It's just that after the last incident, Chu Wentian reined in a bit. There will be no more heavy punishment for some trivial things.

Chu Mutian lived a very fulfilling life.

Studying swordsmanship every day, although it is only basic swordsmanship, he enjoys it and practices tirelessly.

Chu Mutian's sword talent was very high, far stronger than his unsightly cultivation talent.

Martial arts arena.

Call!

The piercing sound of breaking the air roared, and Chu Wentian held a wooden halberd alone and waved it on the martial arts stage. The military uniform on his body hunted in the violent movement, and the fierce wind slapped the ground.

Chu Mutian looked at Chu Wentian who was performing martial arts on the martial arts stage in amazement, this was the first time he had seen Chu Wentian make a move. Although he is only sixteen years old, his sophisticated halberd technique and agility have a steady pace, like a veteran of the battlefield who has experienced a hundred battles.

King Qin is right, Chu Wentian is the best of his generation whether it is a halberd dao talent or a cultivation talent.

Peng!

With a shake, Chu Wentian's figure landed steadily in front of Chu Mutian. The wooden halberd in his hand was submerged into the ground of the martial arts platform and was firmly inserted there.

Don't look at it as a wooden halberd. The Murderous Man is not inferior to the regular Iron Halberd. Will the weapons used by the three princes be poor?

This wooden halberd made of thousand-year-old red gold wood is extremely sharp and can easily break through human skin. It may not be possible to cut iron like mud, but it is not a problem to cut people in half.

The queen didn't want Chu Wentian to punish the palace maid for destroying the wooden halberd, so she ordered someone to build this thousand-year-old red gold halberd.

The price of red gold wood on the market is one gram of three hundred spirit stones, and one gram of one thousand spirit stones for a hundred years of red gold wood. And the thousand-year-old red gold wood, 10,000 spirit stones and one gram are still priceless.

Chu Wentian used how many grams of the thousand-year-old red gold halberd Chu Mutian didn't know, anyway, there must be a lot. It is roughly estimated that this wooden halberd can buy dozens of residences in the oily holy city where housing prices are expensive.

The royal family of the Holy Dynasty is the richest family.

"I'm going to the Wind and Snow Building, are you going?" Chu Wentian said to Chu Mutian.

"No, the Wind and Snow Building is too expensive." Chu Mutian rejected Chu Wentian's proposal.

The consumption of the Wind and Snow Building is too terrifying. As the seventh prince of the Holy Dynasty, he has 10,000 spirit stones every month. But if it's like this, it's not enough to eat a few meals in the Wind and Snow Building. This is still the next cabinet. Like Chu Wentian, King Qin and others went to the upper pavilion, it is possible to have a million spirit stones for a meal.

Chu asked Tianyue Lu 100,000, but he couldn't stand the queen's favor for him. Every time I go to Fengxue Building, the queen pays for it.

People are more angry than people.

"It's up to you." Chu Wentian shrugged his shoulders and was about to walk away.

"Brother Huang." Chu Mutian stopped Chu Wentian.

"What? Want to go again? ”

"It's not." Chu Mutian shook his head.

"Brother Huang, don't go to Fengxue Building, the consumption is too high. The income of ordinary people in the Holy City is only 10,000 spirit stones a month, and it is even lower in the four counties and seventy-two counties. As the princes of the Holy Dynasty, we must not only care about pleasure, but also be sympathetic to the people. ”

"......" Chu Wentian stared at Chu Mutian speechlessly.

Chu Mutian didn't pay attention to this, and continued: "I have roughly estimated, Imperial Brother, you will spend about 500,000 spirit stones in Fengxue Mansion once. Not to mention the four counties, the people of the Holy City alone, about seventy percent of the people can't earn more than 500,000 spirit stones a year, and the four counties can be imagined. ”

"If these 500,000 spirit stones are donated to some backward counties and towns in the four counties, I think it will be of much greater use than if you eat a delicious meal."

"Brother Huang, you are the third prince of the Holy Dynasty, while enjoying the rights that this identity brings you, you also have to bear the responsibilities that this identity needs to bear."

"You mean, I won't go anywhere in the future, and Yuelu will donate all of it to the household department?" Chu Wentian raised his eyebrows and said.

The Holy Dynasty Academy, a subordinate institution of the Ministry of Households, admits the children of ordinary people to practice in hospitals throughout the country, guiding the people to enter the practice.

"Not really." Chu Mutian shook his head. "I mean, we can use our power to do more for the people."

"I'll tell you a story."

"There is an old man, his cultivation is not high, he only has the triple level of qi cultivation. At the age of seventy-four, he donated spirit stones to poor children by working as a groom. In the past 20 years, he has donated 350,000 spirit stones and sponsored nearly 300 poor children. At the time of his death, his personal assets were nil. ”

Hearing this, Chu Wentian became interested. For him, who had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, and lived a prosperous and prosperous life, he rarely knew about the living conditions of the poor people of the Holy Dynasty, and he did not understand it.

Thirty years ago, this old man returned to his hometown in North County from East County, preparing to spend his old age in peace. He was seventy-four years old. ”

The old man walked around the village and noticed that children could be seen working everywhere in broad daylight. He asked: Why don't you let your child go to the Pilgrimage Academy to learn spiritual practice? The answer is: How can a farmer have so much money for his children to practice? Although the old man's cultivation was very low, he knew the importance of cultivation in Tianxuan. This night, the old man did not close his eyes all night. At dawn the next day, the old man held a family meeting and announced that he would return to Dongjun to resume his old job as a horseman and earn money to allow more children to enter the Sacred Pilgrimage Academy. ”

"In the past 20 years, the old man has pressed his material life to the lowest point, but released his energy to the highest level. He had fainted in a carriage under the scorching summer sun; He once fell into a ravine during the snowy winter road...... The old man often says: Why don't I know how to enjoy? But I am willing to waste spirit stones! The children are waiting to practice! ”

"Later, the old man was too old and his cultivation was too low to be a groom anymore, so he fed the horses in the stables of the rich people's houses, earning spirit stones one by one."

"One winter day with snowflakes, he came to a Sacred Dynasty Academy and handed over five hundred spirit stones in a sack."

"I can't do it anymore, I may not be able to donate anymore in the future, this is the last spirit stone I donated."

After Chu Mutian finished speaking, he looked at Chu Wentian opposite.

Chu Wentian's eyes were red, and the mist was permeating it. Bai Nen's hands had already clenched into fists. The upper teeth bit his lower lip, showing his inner unease.

Seeing Chu Wentian's appearance, Chu Mutian was overjoyed.

The story of this old man is very shocking. As expected, the success moved Chu Wentian. I believe that now, Chu Wentian's heart is very unsettled.

"Where is this old man buried?" Chu Wentian suddenly asked. The voice is a little hoarse, and it is no longer as clean and crisp as before.

"Huh?" Chu Mutian was stunned for a moment, and he didn't hear what he said clearly.

"This old man, where is he buried? I want to go and worship. Chu Wentian repeated.

Chu Mutian was dumbfounded on the spot. The old man died five hundred years ago, how did he know where the old man was buried?

Chu Mutian was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and when he didn't know how to fulfill this lie, a male voice full of majesty sounded in the ears of the two of them.

"This old man, held a celestial burial."

When the two of them heard this, they turned around and looked at each other, and they were shocked when they saw someone coming.

"The son of the emperor to meet his father!"

The person who came was the lord of the Holy Dynasty, the Holy Emperor Chu Changkong.

"Holy Emperor! Why did he help me lie? Did he see something? But I haven't cultivated the Most Holy Law yet! Chu Mutian, who bowed his head and saluted, his thoughts were racing, and all kinds of possibilities flashed quickly in his brain.

"No courtesy." The Holy Emperor smiled easily.

"Father, are you saying that this old man was buried in heaven after his death?" Chu Wentian asked in surprise.

"Yes, the emperor himself held it for him."

It was nothing more than Chu Wentian who was so surprised. The celestial burial, the second level of the Holy Dynasty's funeral, is second only to the highest level of state funeral.

A celestial burial is a funeral in which the body is incinerated by eternal fire, leaving the soul intact, and the soul settled in Valhalla.

Those who can enter Valhalla are all people who have made outstanding contributions to the Pilgrimage. However, the number of souls in Valhalla is huge, like an ocean. If you want to find the soul of the old man, you will undoubtedly look for a needle in the sea.

"Okay." In this regard, Chu Wentian could only give up the idea of worshiping the old man.

"Third child, your identity and talent determine that you can do far more than this old man. Benevolence and closeness to the people are the qualities that a prince of my holy dynasty should have. You have to learn from the seventh child on this point. The Holy Emperor said with a smile on his face.

"Erchen understands!" Chu Wentian's expression was solemn and he responded seriously. Chu Mutian on the side also bowed his head slightly, and his expression became more and more respectful.

"Seven."

"Erchen is here!" Chu Mu hurriedly responded.

"Your talents are ordinary, but your mind is different. The path of spiritual practice is a combination of factors. Keep going, you're no worse than anyone else. ”

"Remember your father's teachings!"

"Hmm." The Holy Emperor nodded. "Old Seven, I heard that you have been going to the poor man's cellar every day lately. Is there such a thing? ”

"Back to my father, this is indeed the case."

"Reason." A prince runs towards the pauper's cellar every day, and the Holy Emperor certainly needs a reason.

"Erchen wants to see the living conditions of the people at the bottom." Chu Mutian secretly glanced at the Holy Emperor and saw that his face was as usual. With a ruthless heart, he said: "Whether a country is strong or not, Erchen thinks that this can be reflected from the living conditions of the people at the bottom. ”

After speaking, Chu Mutian stood nervously in place, waiting for the Holy Emperor to speak. He could feel the Holy Emperor's gaze fall on him.

Long.

"That's a good point." The Holy Emperor said approvingly in a calm tone, "Seventh, you take the third child to the slum's cellar." ”

Chu Mutian was taken aback, but his reaction was not slow.

"Yes, Father!"

Although Chu Wentian was puzzled, he also knew the character of the Holy Emperor. He bowed to the Holy Emperor and left with Chu Mutian.

The Holy Emperor watched the two brothers leave side by side, a pair of tiger eyes flashing with a strange look.

"Although the third child's mind is immature, it is not to be affected to such a point in just a few words......"

Chu Changkong's eyes flickered, and he looked up at the deep and vast sky.

"What does the Heavenly Dao mean?"

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