Chapter 595 Father and Son, Snowy Night, Dawn

Gu Bo, who is the Tang Emperor, originated from the palace change incident. 【Full text reading】Book mí group 2 If any book friend feels that there is still something that he has not understood, and he has not figured out the relevant suspense, please be sure to say it, Lao Di will have an arrangement.

The underground dòngxùe fell silent.

The old eunuch Wang relied on his qi and was reduced to a humanoid luminous body, shining dòngxùe. It also illuminated the expression on Emperor Tang's face, calm and approving: "Gu Bo has a smart son like you, he will feel extremely proud." ”

Wang Ce was not proud at all, and groaned: "I really hope that my own family at this time will be as stupid as a pig, so that's good." ”

The road to the sky is actually hidden in the Martial God Scroll, which is no wonder.

Wang Ce couldn't laugh, only full of pathos and decadence. "The Road to the Sky", "The Cliff of the End of the World" and "Martial God Volume", the three major treasures, many people may think that the latter two are of boundless value.

In fact, the most important thing really is the "road to heaven". The only treasure that can connect the nine continents and the outer world.

Wang Ce choked for a while and exhaled heavily. Everyone thinks that the Martial God Scroll is made by the three major Martial Gods, but in fact, it is pure speculation.

The Martial God Scroll is simply made by the Protoss. Judging from the words hidden above, it was simply left behind by the Protoss before they prepared to evacuate Jiuzhou, or the descendants of the Protoss.

"The top of the martial god, the cliff of the end of the world"!

"The way of mythology, the road to heaven"!

What the rest of the sentence is, Wang Ce doesn't know, but he can guess it.

The Martial God Scroll is something that guides the descendants of the Protoss to leave Jiuzhou and return to the Protoss.

It's a pity that the Protoss' preparations have failed. The three martial gods were too violent, and most of the gods retreated, and the rest couldn't jump.

Today, five thousand years later, as Song Wushen said, there is no pure-blood god race at all. There are only two or three kittens left in the "god general", who will be dragged into the water by the divine grace that jumps up and down.

Wang Ce hung his head, but Emperor Tang suppressed a playful smile: "You, are you still scared at this time?"

Wang Ce said honestly: "I'm afraid." I'm scared to death. ”

Emperor Tang was dumbfounded and said slowly, full of warmth and kindness: "You are Gu Bo's only heir, and he will never harm you." Your Gang Qi is similar to this, you are afraid that Gu Bo will wake up the Ancient Martial God and kill you!"

Wang Ce was silent.

Emperor Tang sighed lightly and coughed a few times: "On the contrary, your anger is not in Gu Bo's plan, it is purely an accident. If you are willing to participate, your Gang Qi can help awaken the ancient martial gods more smoothly. ”

Wang Ce scratched his head and looked up: "If I don't want to, so what?"

Emperor Tang frowned, as if he was surprised, looked at Wang Ce for a while, and smiled bitterly: "Maybe Gu Bo really did something wrong, he shouldn't have been separated from his son for so many years, so that the father and son are alienated and difficult to trust." 3∴３５６８６６８８”

"Awakening the Ancient Martial God requires a lot of very complicated preparations, the most important of which is the bloodline descendants, as well as sufficient cultivation. ”

Emperor Tang couldn't take his eyes off it, and Wang Ce was expressionless. Seeing that he was indifferent, Emperor Tang was in a state of flux, and coughed violently: "The Gu family is in the same vein, and so far only Gu Bo and his son are left. Gu Boxiu is not enough, plus his son, the grasp is a little greater. ”

Emperor Tang was full of expectation and gentle eyes, but Wang Ce directly turned a blind eye and snorted noncommittally, without expressing his participation or non-participation.

Emperor Tang was full of hope, shook his head helplessly, and did not mention it again.

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Wang Ce watched the ancient martial god inhumanely, even though the other party was the ancestor of his body.

With silence, they responded to Emperor Tang's request, and the three of them returned the same way without saying a word.

Returning to the belly of the mountain, Emperor Tang suddenly was as soft as the night breeze, and said in a low voice: "Now, the pattern of the four great human emperors is prominent, and the only chance for the descendants of the Martial God to turn over and take revenge is here." Once you miss it, you have to wait for a thousand years of reincarnation. ”

"The world regards you as the next flying immortal, however, with your cultivation, if you want to compete with the Great Law Emperor, I am afraid that it will be necessary for both martial arts and hearts to reach the top. ”

Emperor Tang walked in front of him, full of helplessness: "From the glazed realm to the supreme realm, ten years, twenty years, one hundred years? may not be able to reach it in a lifetime." Martial arts is still easy to say, the difficult thing is the heart, and the unknown is also the heart. ”

"You just cultivate to the supreme realm, you can't reach the heart of the sons, and you are destined to be unable to compete with the Great Law Emperor. However, the mind is the most difficult and unpredictable. ”

Will Wang Ce say that his heart has broken through? Naturally not.

Emperor Tang took a deep breath and took a breath of cold air, as if his voice became condensed: "Even if there are three major human emperors, the Great Law Human Emperor will be able to dominate the North Continent and the East Continent for a maximum of ten years." Since then, the overall situation has been decided, and there is no resistance in the world. ”

Emperor Tang suddenly turned around, his gaze condensed: "Within ten years, can you reach the top of both the heart and martial arts?"

I can. Wang Ce has absolute self-confidence, but he is worried about his heart, hesitates for a long time, and is dejected: "I'm afraid not!"

Emperor Tang faced the flying snow and spit out a mouthful of mist: "This time is a great change that has never been seen in 5,000 years. Once successful, the descendants of the Martial God will be able to live in peace from now on, sweep away the enemies of the world, stand at the peak, and dominate the world!"

Emperor Tang's expression was calm, and he was not loud, but Wang Ce really sensed a kind of restrained domineering that was definitely not inferior to Emperor Lu.

Stepping heavily on a pile of snow, Wang Ce didn't look up, he knew that Emperor Tang was waiting for his answer. said this, just to persuade him to participate in the awakening of the ancient martial god.

Participation, or not, is it good, is it bad? Wang Ce is not sure, and he has no clue, with Song Wushen as a reference, he really doesn't have much confidence in the so-called martial god.

Wang Ce was like an arrow, kicking a pile of snow with his toes, and seemed to have made a decision: "When?"

Emperor Tang burst into a ray of relief: "Three years soon, five years later." I still need some preparation, and you must also reach the realm of the Martial Emperor. ”

Wang Ce let out a breath of confusion, his thoughts were disordered, and he was in an irritable mood and broke a dead branch blocking the way. He seemed to casually ask, "Your cultivation?"

Emperor Tang wiped his face tiredly, exuding a feeling of exhaustion from the bone marrow: "I wanted to take another path of human emperor, but I took the wrong one." The true dragon's qi has eroded my body and longevity, and my longevity has been reduced countless times. There aren't many years left to live. ”

Wang Ce was silent, he could see that Emperor Tang's health was indeed very bad, and coughing and vomiting blood were not disguised.

If it weren't for the previous cultivation and physical foundation, hard support, and a certain method, he would have been eroded by the true dragon qi a long time ago.

Emperor Tang suddenly paused, stared at Wang Ce, and glowed with an unprecedented bright light: "I took the wrong path, but it also made me figure out the right path." When I go, you can decide what the way to go in the future. ”

The snow was drifting, Wang Ce was shocked, and he grabbed a piece of snow with his uncertain fingers. Placed in the palm of his hand, the body temperature quickly melted the snow.

Emperor Tang's undisguised loving gaze was fixed on Wang Ce's face, full of hope.

The human emperor who rules Jiuzhou is a great yòuhuò for any person. Wang Ce was silent, silent, and continued to be silent.

The north wind is howling, coming and going quickly. Wang Ce pinched his earlobes vigorously, suddenly raised his head brightly, and smiled like the wind: "This matter, I will talk about it in the future!"

Walking again, walking in the dry woods, penetrating the reflection of the snowy night, Wang Ce saw the eaves of Beizhen, and said softly: "My master and them, all of them are gone, and they died in battle with Song Wushen, and they died together." ”

Emperor Tang's eyes opened and closed, and he didn't have Wang Ce's heavy sadness, only regret, and sighed: "I guessed it." ”

"It's just ......" Emperor Tang was solemn, and he wanted to comfort Wang Ce, but he didn't know how to comfort this son who had been separated for many years and had an estranged and cold relationship between father and son.

I haven't gotten along, and Emperor Tang doesn't seem to know the skills that a father should have, although he is not in a hurry, but he also has a look of confusion: "It's just that I didn't expect that the whole army would be wiped out." ”

Wang Ce was silent and depressed.

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A group of three people walked silently in the snow.

Wang Ce was not surprised at all that Emperor Tang guessed, he had said before that he had seen Song Wushen. If you have seen the Martial God, what good fruit can you have?

Besides, he left a line of text in the ruined land of the decisive battle. For more than half a year, someone will always find out, and most of the laws know about it, and the news from the Northern Tang Dynasty will probably not be much worse.

He Wang Ce ran for 12 years, and the Tang Emperor put out the yòuhuò of the king of the northwest, and he never came back. This time I ran back in a panic, there must be a reason.

After a while, there was a lot of snow on the heads of the three of them. Emperor Tang sighed softly: "This year's snow is too big. ”

After a pause, Emperor Tang said in a deep voice: "Your situation is very dangerous, Da Law, Divine Grace Society, many people and many forces, will want your life." ”

For Dalu and for many forces, the most feared thing is the confluence of Wang Ce and the Northern Tang Dynasty. Once the rivers merged, the Northern Tang Dynasty became one of the most powerful countries in the world, but it only lacked high-end combat power.

If Wang Ce didn't return to the Northern Tang Dynasty, the Great Law and the Divine Grace Society would be able to kill him. After coming back, at least one more Dongzhou Emperor and several forces wanted his life. It doesn't matter if the situation is good or bad, it's all bad anyway.

Emperor Tang was dignified, deep for a long time, and his voice was accompanied by wind and snow: "Your situation is very dangerous, but you have not yet reached the most dangerous situation. The Human Emperor will not personally deal with you for the time being. ”

Wang Ce smiled, the true dragon seal of the human emperor can only play a role within the territory of the country, as long as he is not overwhelmed and his brain is dead, whether it is Liulong City or Shangyang Renhuang, he will not personally hunt him down across the border.

This is the most important difficulty that Wang Ce is facing.

The Great Law, the Divine Grace Society, the Four Great Human Emperors and even the major forces are eyeing each other, and he is very sad to lose the umbrella of the Eight Great Martial Emperors, and he is facing almost a nirvana situation.

But once you cross the past, it is the sea and the sky.

Wang Ce smiled lightly, as long as he broke through to the immortal realm, he would be able to break this nirvana.

Just by virtue of the hearts of the sons, Wang Ce of the Liuli Realm is not the opponent of the Supreme Martial Emperor. But if he reaches the realm of immortality, and then has the hearts of all the sons, he has absolute confidence to be able to deal with the Supreme Martial Emperor.

Moreover, Wang Ce has other trump cards, but it will take a little time to settle for the time being. Two years at most, one year at least, and he can't be afraid of anyone.

The wind and snow were raging, Emperor Tang pondered for a while, and turned his face: "I can send two or three Martial Emperors for the time being, is it enough?" ”

Wang Ce pinched his fingers, no one knew that Emperor Xiaowu was Emperor Wu, and no one knew that he had anything to do with killing the emperor, and these two people should not be violent. Then, there are only half-emperor souls, eight dragons, and two or three martial emperors.

The four or five Martial Emperors, led by the Half-Emperor Soul, challenged the Ghost Emperor of the Middle Horse. If the half-emperor soul is powerful, he may be able to challenge the superior ghost emperor.

So, Wang Ce said decisively: "It's enough for the time being." ”

Outside the capital, stand in front of the towering walls.

Wang Ce bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, pinched it into a ball, and suddenly said, "The fourth prince is dead." ”

Emperor Tang bowed slightly, and said lightly: "Life and death are fate, accidents on the battlefield are never inevitable!"

Wang Ce smiled playfully: "It seems that being the prince of the Northern Tang Dynasty is really not a lucky thing, there are endless natural disasters**, accidents!"

Emperor Tang smiled indifferently: "The Northern Tang Imperial Family has many accidents, and the only one who is qualified to ascend the throne and succeed to the throne is my own nephew!"

Wang Ce smiled lightly, took a step forward, no one saw that his eyes were clear, a trace of sarcasm quickly emerged, and then withdrew, chuckling: "Poor ...... Northern Tang Imperial Family. ”

The sky was faintly dim, and Wang Ce whispered to himself: "It's almost dawn." ”

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