Pushing open the door, Zhao Ning knew that he had come to the top of the dragon.

It is rumored that Chang'an was built on the dragon vein, and this dragon top is the place where the dragon vein aura gushes out.

As soon as a person is born, for some reason, he will carry a dark residue, which is what people call impurities.

And the spiritual source is the embodiment of the rich liquefaction of the dawn aura, which is invaluable, and a small drop can be worth a city.

Therefore, the spiritual source will burn impurities, so ordinary people will spontaneously combust and die when they touch the spiritual source.

And the imperial family mixed the specially treated spiritual source and countless treasures and medicinal materials into the food, and let Zhao Ning take it for fifteen years. These specially treated spiritual sources do not burn impurities and do not leave the body, but gather all over Zhao Ning's body. However, if the rich aura is impacted, it will begin to burn violently, removing impurities.

And the dragon top is the place where the aura of dawn is the strongest.

With Zhaoning's body as the tripod, the fire of the spiritual source burned, and the rich dragon vein aura surged in the tripod.

As a result, the impurities are removed and the dragon qi enters the body.

The imperial family wants to use external forces to make Zhaoning's talent to the next level!

It is necessary to let Zhaoning's talent surpass the words of the Ancestor Saint and reach the level of the Ancestor Saint Ting!!

Whether the second person of the Heavenly Saint can appear or not is in the position of today!!

Of course, if the Ding can't withstand the temperature of the flames in the process, it will be reduced to ashes......

But who can withstand the flame of the spiritual source? Even if a strong person in the Heavenly Realm is not careful, he will die in Huangquan.

As for how rich the dragon vein aura is, how can ordinary people absorb it, the end can only be an explosion and death.

The whole process is considered to be nine deaths and no life, and no one has ever practiced it, only Zhaoning.

And the imperial family is gambling big, using a holy king to bet on the next hundred years of the heavenly saint.

And Zhao Ning has been carefree for fifteen years, because today, no one dares to guarantee that Zhao Ning can come out alive, so everyone ...... him

As soon as he entered the top of the dragon, Zhao Ning felt like a fire burning in his chest. As soon as I wanted to do it, I found that I couldn't move anymore, but it was endless pain.

In just a moment, Zhao Ning was in pain.

"Ahhh......hhh Ahhh Ahh.........hh

Seeing Zhao Ning kneeling on the ground, King Zichen hugged King Liang who was about to rush forward. And King Changping also put one hand on the shoulder of the Holy Emperor who had closed his eyes.

The door slowly closed, and the sound and shadow vanished.

"Zhaoning!!"

King Liang shouted,

"You didn't tell me that Zhao Ning would be so miserable!"

Seeing that the door had been closed, King Zichen slowly told the truth.

King Liang, who had just heard that he had died for a lifetime, was already bloodshot,

"What an empire! This is your own grandson, Your Majesty!! ”

"But, but he also has the surname of Sheng."

The Holy Emperor was held by the King of Changping, and replied weakly.

King Liang glanced at it, and looking at everyone's expressions, he knew that everyone present knew a little bit about it.

King Liang was stunned for a moment, and did not say anything more, but clenched his hands, his nails already embedded in the flesh. King Zichen was beside him, and he could only wait now, and he could only pray as he had done fifteen years ago, praying for the safety of Zhaoning.

……

Zhao Ning collapsed to the ground, his whole body felt extremely hot, and he even saw that his right hand was already burning, and there were already flames coming out.

After calling for a long time, Zhao Ning stopped calling, and Zhao Ning realized that his strength needed to be preserved.

I don't know how long it took, in a trance, Zhaoning saw his grandmother and the queen.

Three years after the queen's death, Zhao Ning couldn't believe that he had seen this kind grandmother again.

"...... Milk...... Grandma ......"

Zhao Ning saw his grandmother smile at him, and then the picture changed, and his mother appeared in front of him.

Then there was the father, the grandfather, the six brothers......

Finally, there was Su Yue, who was opening her arms to herself. For so many years, it seems that she is the only one who has nothing to do, and only she has time to accompany herself.

"Su ......"

Zhao Ning felt that life was passing, and he felt that life was disappearing.

"Lost ...... Failed......"

Zhaoning now only has regret and regret, and can only hope that his relatives can be less sad after his death.

"Alas......"

"Live!"

“…… Miscellaneous...... Is it? ”

"Live!"

Zhao Ning suddenly heard a voice, it was so majestic and powerful, so unquestionable.

It repeats itself over and over again, over and over again.

"Live! Live, St. Zhaoning! ”

The chaotic thoughts calmed down instantly, and a thought instantly filled the entire brain.

"I want to live!"

Zhao Ning opened his eyes, and his eyes were burning, which was not only the spiritual source burning, but also Zhao Ning's sudden desire to live.

Looking at his burning arms, Zhao Ning used all his strength to make his arms support the ground.

"Ahhhh

With a loud roar, Zhaoning's green muscles burst out, and he stood up with the strength to eat.

Although it is standing up, it is also shaky. Leaning against the door, Zhao Ning finally saw something hanging on the other end of the room:

Portraits of the two.

"Second Emperor?"

A thought crossed my mind.

The woman smiled like a mother, and the man smiled like a father.

Such gentleness, such encouragement.

They do the same for each other, so that they can reach the extreme west, evade the pursuit and give birth to Taizu, and then face death without fear.

Looking at them, Zhao Ning felt the power again.

"I'm going to ...... I'm going to...... Stay alive!! ”

……

"It's almost time."

King Zichen opened his mouth to break the oppressive atmosphere.

"Don't open the door quickly, open the door quickly!"

King Liang ran to the door in an instant and shouted at the Holy Emperor.

The Saint Emperor nodded and waved his hand with difficulty.

The door slowly opened, and I saw Zhaoning leaning against the portrait of the second emperor with his dark body.

"Both...... It's all still ...... It's hard work...... Great work. ”

So saying, he fell. King Liang was about to help, a figure was faster than himself, it was the Holy Emperor!

With tears in his eyes, the Holy Emperor hugged Zhao Ning and shouted:

"God bless the King of Ziyang!"

Except for the Holy King, King Liang and the Crown Prince, the rest all knelt down and chanted:

"God bless the King of Ziyang, God bless the Great Sage!"

King Liang leaned against the door and hid his face and wept, while the crown prince was smiling, but his eyes were thoughtful.

……

When Zhaoning woke up again, he was already in the Zichen Palace.

Zhao Ning looked at the bandages wrapped all over his body with difficulty and sighed.

Finally picked up a life.

"Grandson, you're awake!"

As soon as Zhao Ningfu opened his eyes, the Holy Emperor appeared beside the bed.

"Grandpa."

"Don't speak, Grandpa Huang knows that you are suffering. It's all to blame on the imperial grandfather, it's all to blame on the imperial grandfather, it's all to blame...... But you also have to forgive the imperial grandfather, as the emperor, the imperial grandfather not only has to consider you, but also the world......"

"I understand, Grandpa Huang, I'm fine, Grandpa, you don't have to apologize anymore."

Looking at Zhao Ning's sincere gaze, the Saint Emperor's tearful eyes twitched, and then nodded.

"My grandson is hungry, I've been in a coma for a day."

"It's a little, haha, what? It's been a day? ”

"Don't worry, tell your mother that you passed successfully, but I am too happy to leave you in the palace, and only those kings know about your affairs, don't worry."

"Alright, I'll ask the Shang Food Bureau to make you some porridge."

"Is it okay to bring meat, Grandpa Huang?"

The Holy Emperor was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Hahahaha, of course, did you hear it, go quickly."

The Holy Emperor laughed and sent a few eunuchs to the Shang Food Bureau.

……

"Grandpa Huang, don't say it, no, the dishes without Lingyuan have no bitter taste, and they are fragrant a lot."

Looking at Zhao Ning's gobbling up, the Holy Emperor had already begun to fantasize about what this kid would look like after he was twenty years old.

"Grandpa?"

"Huh?"

"What do you think?"

"Nothing, some countries are."

"That's right, Grandpa Huang, you go and deal with the country, don't worry about me, it's not good to delay the country."

The Holy Emperor had just stretched out his hand and was about to pull a chicken leg, when he heard this, he was stunned, and hurriedly stretched out his hand back, mmmmm, and walked to the front hall quietly.

This kid!

The Holy Emperor vaguely heard Zhao Ning's suppressed laughter, and scolded with a smile in his heart.