God Emperor

What the Xumi Saint Monk said was not much different from what Chi Yao said, just telling them the cruelty of practicing this kind of martial arts.

The sixteen-year-old Zhang Ruochen fell into silence.

Chi Yao, who was beside him, turned pale all of a sudden and couldn't help looking at Zhang Ruochen, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

At that time, they were still too young after all, and had always lived a life of luxury. How could their character and will be compared with now? Suddenly, asking them to bear such a heavy future was simply a bolt from the blue.

After all, the hearts of young people are passionate and impulsive!

Zhang Ruochen said: "If there is a big change in the world that cannot be avoided or escaped, then there is no other way out except to face the challenge. I am willing to practice the Void Scroll! I will pass on my skills to Yaoyao in the future. Even if I have to pay the price of my life, I will not look back. I will hold the pillar until I die!" Chi Yao was obviously moved and shocked by Zhang Ruochen's words. Her face became even paler. She gently pulled his sleeves, shook her head and called: "Brother Chen..." "Good! This is my son." Emperor Ming came out, his eyes sharp and majestic, and said: "The building is about to collapse. If everyone hides inside and dares not come out, they are waiting to die. Someone must stand up, support the world, pay blood, and dare to sacrifice." "We are one of the few people in the Kunlun world who know about it, and we are also the upper echelons of the royal family. We have the responsibility to defend this piece of heaven. Earth."

"The rise and fall of the world, if the superiors don't stand up and do great things to save the world, are they still worthy of being superiors? Are those people who don't even know what is going to happen to be sacrificed? Even if we have to fight, even if we have to die, we should take the first step. "

The Green Emperor sighed and said, "This is too cruel. I only regret that I am now in the realm of the Great Saint and can't practice the skills left by the Great Venerable. Saint monk, how strong is the enemy? Can't even you deal with it?"

The Xumi Saint Monk shook his head and said, "In fact, I don't know how strong the enemy is. Training the two of them is just to do my last strength to fight for a glimmer of the future. I can only fight for a glimmer of the future!"

Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao were in dispute. The two were young and somewhat ignorant and fearless. They were fighting for their own practice of the Void Scroll.

The Ming Emperor thought of something, his face changed, and he communicated with the Green Emperor through voice transmission.

He said: "If the two of them continue to argue like this, there will be a result. One will practice the virtual scroll and the other will practice the real scroll. After hundreds or thousands of years, their cultivation will reach the peak below the divine realm, and their feelings will definitely become deeper. At that time, can they really watch the other person die? Die to fulfill themselves?"

"Yes! The dead one is certainly freed, but the living one...how can he practice in the future? With sadness in his heart, accompanied by guilt and grief, it is impossible to practice to the level of a great master, let alone surpass a great master." Qingdi said, tears welled up in his eyes.

The quirky girl in front of him was his daughter, his own daughter. Whether she became the dead one in the future or the one who lived in pain, as a father, Qingdi would be very uncomfortable.

But there was no other way.

As Emperor Ming said, if you are born in an imperial family, you can't just be greedy for pleasure, you must also care about the world.

Emperor Ming looked at the Xumi Saint Monk, asking the same question for the umpteenth time, "Saint Monk, can I really not replace Ruochen?"

"Your martial arts practice and state of mind have been finalized. Even if you practice again, your achievements will not be too high. Of course, if you really want to try, you can! But can you find another person who practices the Ming Wang Sutra?"

The Xumi Saint Monk pointed to Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao, and said, "Such a heavy responsibility should not be placed on these two children. They may be too young to know what the decision they made means. But, haven't you two helped them make the decision?"

"I am just a dead person, telling you the crisis I know and the way to change the future. How to make the decision is up to you."

Emperor Ming and Emperor Qing are emperors after all. Since they know they have no way out, they will no longer be sentimental.

These days, you have thought clearly enough.

"It's better to have a short pain than a long one."

"This is also a test for them. If they can't even pass this level, it's better to give up practicing the Ming Wang Sutra and let them practice freely, so that they don't have to bear such a heavy responsibility and live unhappy all their lives."

Emperor Ming and Emperor Qing communicated with each other for a long time, thoroughly discussed and finalized the strategy and future plans.

Emperor Ming said: "Who of you wants to practice the Xu Juan must do one thing first."

"What is it? Not to mention one, I can do ten." Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Yao argued with Zhang Ruochen and said: "I can do it too."

Emperor Ming used holy energy to condense two short swords, threw them to the two of them, and said: "One sword pierces the other's heart and kills the other."

"Clang."

The short sword fell to the ground,

Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao were both stunned.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Father, why do you have to make such a joke? This is not funny!"

Emperor Ming looked serious and said nothing.

The Green Emperor said, "We are not kidding you. We are serious."

Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao looked at each other, and slowly picked up the dagger on the ground.

"Why do you have to do this? Father, you are probably getting old and confused. If one of us is killed, how can we practice the Ming Wang Sutra?"

Chi Yao threw the dagger away and walked out of the hall angrily.

"Bang!"

The door of the main hall is closed.

The two golden doors collided, and the impact caused Chi Yao to fly back.

Qing Emperor's stern voice sounded: "I reiterate once again, this is not a joke. Today, you will either make a decision or be expelled from the royal family. As for practicing the "Ming King Sutra", you two are the best choice, but, not The only choice."

Chi Yao had never seen the Qing Emperor look so majestic. He was so frightened that his lips trembled a little, like a frightened and trembling quail, and it was impossible to look as strong as any queen.

Zhang Ruochen pulled open his collar, exposed his chest, and said, "Yao Yao, come here! Don't worry, it's just a stab through the heart. With the cultivation of my father and Emperor Qing, my life will not be in danger."

Chi Yao grabbed the dagger with both hands and approached step by step. His arms were shaking all the time, and his eyes were filled with a look of collapse.

Emperor Ming was extremely serious. He no longer had a hint of hesitation in his eyes like before, and said coldly: "Zhang Ruochen, you have to think clearly. If Yao'er stabbed this sword, then she is the one who practices Xujuan."

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen took a step forward and flicked his fingers on the edge of the sword.

The dagger originally held in Chi Yao's hand was snatched away by him in an instant.

"Yao Yao, I'm sorry, I have to do this sword!"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were resolute, and he thrust his sword like lightning.

However, the sword edge stopped at Chi Yao's heart and failed to score another point.

Zhang Ruochen thought that he was determined enough. He thought that knowing that Chi Yao would never die, he would definitely be able to stab Chi Yao with a sword and win the opportunity to practice the virtual scroll.

but.

"ah……"

Zhang Ruochen roared, threw the sword out, turned around and knelt down on one knee, saying: "Father... I can't do it..."

Chi Yao also knelt beside him.

"If you can't even do this, why are you still practicing the "Ming King Sutra"?" Emperor Ming sighed and waved his hands: "Forget it, from today on, you are no longer the prince of the Shengming Central Empire and a member of the royal family. Leave the imperial city as soon as possible and become a commoner from now on, so you don’t need to bear the responsibilities on your shoulders and can live a happy and free life. "

Zhang Ruochen did not stand up and said: "Father, do you really think your son is weak? Not worthy of being a member of the Zhang family? Don't you dare to make sacrifices? I just can't stab Yaoyao with my sword, but I can swear to God that I will definitely be able to make sacrifices in the future. I will fulfill her with my own life.”

"Are you sure you can sacrifice your life to fulfill her?" Emperor Ming said.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Chi Yao and said firmly: "I am not acting on impulse. I have thought clearly. I hope my father will not treat me as a child. What I, Zhang Ruochen, have said can also be true."

"Okay, go down!" Emperor Ming nodded.

When Zhang Ruochen walked out of the hall, Qingdi's voice sounded: "Yao'er stays."

Standing outside the palace gate, Zhang Ruochen vaguely heard Emperor Ming's voice: "I have already guessed that he would not be able to stab with this sword. Like his mother, he seems to be very decisive in doing things, but in fact he is full of emotions in his heart. , You can't be cruel to the people you care about, just let him practice and reincarnate, just to remove the undead bloodline in his body."

Just when Zhang Ruochen was about to continue listening, a Buddhist voice sounded behind him.

Then, the sky and the earth became dark.

Everything in Zhang Ruochen's eyes disappeared.

The body became very heavy and painful, especially the head, which seemed to be split open, every inch of flesh and blood was burning, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Zhang Ruochen...Brother Chen..."

Chi Yao's call sounded in his ears.

At the same time, there was a powerful energy coming from the back.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, sat up from the stone platform, looked around, and found that he was in an ancient and dilapidated stone palace, with gravel and rubble everywhere on the ground.

The Golden Burial White Tiger was approaching, but Zhang Ruochen was startled when he suddenly sat up. He jumped back more than ten feet and broke a stone pillar.

Zhang Ruochen smelled a charming and light fragrance. When he looked back, he realized that Chi Yao was standing behind him. He had obviously been leaning in her arms before.

"Brother Chen, you finally woke up!"

Chi Yao cried with joy. She was somewhat similar to the teenage girl before, but she didn't look like a queen who had been in a high position for a long time.

Zhang Ruochen rolled his eyes and thought carefully.

"What's wrong?"

Chi Yao was a little nervous, thinking that Zhang Ruochen's soul and mental consciousness had been severely damaged and he had become dementia and unable to be a normal person.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen shook his head and smiled, looked at the Golden Burial White Tiger, and said, "I understand! This is the sealed memory you mentioned!"

"That memory of yours has been opened? How is this possible? How much mental power does it take to unlock the seal?" The Golden Burying White Tiger felt incredible, and then thought of something, and said: "I understand, it's Qingzu's power "

"Qingzu? Who is Qingzu?"

Zhang Ruochen wanted to stand up, but as soon as his feet landed on the ground, he realized that he was very weak and fell backwards, but was supported by Chi Yao.