Supreme Alchemy

For Emperor Wu.

The God Clan made him despair.

But for Xiao Changfeng.

Let alone the God Clan, even if it was a real god, he could kill it.

After all, the so-called God Realm was equivalent to the weakest human immortal among the immortals.

As long as he was given enough time, a mere human immortal could be destroyed with a flip of the hand.

However, Xiao Changfeng would not tell Emperor Wu more about this for the time being.

After all, this kind of thing was too mysterious, and even if he told it, Emperor Wu might not believe it.

"Back then, I was not Emperor Wu, but just the prince."

After introducing the Xia Clan, Emperor Wu narrated the story between him and Xia Chan.

"At that time, I was not much older than you. I had just turned twenty, and your mother was only eighteen."

"I still remember the first time I saw your mother was at Yanwei Lake. At that time, she ate a free meal and complained that the food was not delicious. Then the shopkeeper and the waiter disagreed and wanted to arrest them to see the officials."

"But your mother is a warrior with strong strength. She immediately took Zhou Zhenghao to make a scene in the tavern, and then wanted to escape, but she bumped into my arms."

The Emperor poured two cups of Wuyi tea smoothly.

Then his eyes showed memories, and a sweet smile appeared on his face.

"Speaking of which, although your mother looks domineering, she is a confused ghost in her heart, because I was sitting by the lake at that time, and your mother's bumping into us both knocked us into Yanwei Lake."

The Emperor's eyes were full of sweetness.

For him, it was the most beautiful memory and the sweetest love.

The spring scenery by the lake is gone, and the beauty falls into my arms.

This scene is also very beautiful to imagine.

"Later, I met your mother like this. She was very domineering. She would blame me for something wrong when she bumped into me, and she insisted that I buy her a drink."

"So I took her to drink the best Yuhuchun. A pot of this wine costs one thousand spirit stones. At that time, even I couldn't afford it."

"But your mother was very unceremonious. She drank ten pots in one breath and drank all the spirit stones on me."

Emperor Wu smiled and tasted Wuyi tea.

The bitter tea, accompanied by memories, became sweet at this moment.

"The two of us drank a total of thirteen pots. In the end, there were not enough spirit stones, so your mother took off my clothes as wine money."

"It's a pity that I was the prince at that time, but I only had one single piece of clothing left, and your mother laughed at me and said I looked like a turtle."

The corners of Emperor Wu's mouth curled up slightly, recalling, recalling...

The domineering but somewhat confused woman seemed to reappear in front of him.

Xiao Changfeng didn't speak, listening quietly.

"Later, I gradually became familiar with your mother. We traveled all over the country, drank the most expensive wine, slept in the most shabby straw huts, beat up bullies, and ate free meals."

"That period was the happiest time for me, and I think your mother was the happiest too."

The good times are gone forever, and Emperor Wu can only re-savour them in his memories.

"Later, my father passed away, so I went from being the crown prince to Emperor Wu, so I could no longer accompany your mother to travel around the world."

Emperor Wu's eyes became blurred and he continued to speak.

"At that time, I had already married the queen, and the Saint Zhenwu was already above me, but your mother did not abandon me because of this, but chose to return to the palace with me."

"Later, your mother became Concubine Xuan, and not long after, we had you."

"During that time, perhaps the Saint Zhenwu knew your mother's background, so he did not take action against us, allowing you to be born smoothly."

The Emperor looked at Xiao Changfeng lovingly. Among all the princes and princesses, only Xiao Changfeng was the one he devoted all his efforts to.

"When you were born, you were born with the awakened bronze sword soul, which made me and your mother very happy. Those three years were also our happiest days."

"But when you were three years old, the situation changed drastically."

The Emperor's expression changed, and his eyes became solemn.

There was also an obscure charm.

It was fear, anger, self-blame, and despair...

"You should know that the True Martial Saint is from the Ghost Immortal Sect, and the Ghost Immortal Sect seems to be one of the gods. They knew your mother's origins and then took her away."

The Emperor's voice was a little hoarse. Obviously, that memory was a lifetime of pain for him.

"The strange disease thirteen years ago was the beginning of the conspiracy."

"That strange disease swept the entire palace. Even I couldn't avoid it. Only your mother was fine."

"And the initiator of that strange disease was the queen. It was her poison that made us all watch helplessly."

There was a bloodshot streak in the Emperor's eyes.

Hate surged, pain, unable to extricate himself.

"Later, the ghost monk from the Ghost Immortal Sect came. I don't know what agreement he reached with the True Martial Saint, and he took your mother away."

"But that year, your bronze sword soul was also poached. I guess that's the agreement between the ghost monk and the True Martial Saint."

The Emperor Wu didn't know the truth, but he guessed part of it.

The True Martial Saint handed Xia Chan to the ghost monk.

And the ghost monk helped the queen to poach Xiao Changfeng's martial soul.

This was a deal.

But the sacrifices were Xia Chan and Xiao Changfeng.

Of course, there was also the most painful Emperor Wu!

"Is this the truth of history?"

Xiao Changfeng was shocked and narrowed his eyes.

He knew that Emperor Wu's guess might have been close to the truth.

Only in this way can all this be explained.

The strange disease came so suddenly.

And it swept the entire palace, and countless people were helpless.

But suddenly a wandering monk came and cured the strange disease.

But from then on, his mother disappeared.

And his bronze sword soul was also dug away.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

Obviously.

The True Martial Saint noticed the true origin of his mother and reported it to the Ghost Immortal Sect.

And the True Martial Saint and the Ghost Monk made a deal.

He used his mother in exchange for Xiao Dilin's talent.

This is a dirty deal.

Bloody, cold and ruthless!

Even now, Emperor Wu is still in deep pain.

At this moment, he clenched his fists, and the hatred in his eyes could not be eliminated.

At this moment.

Xiao Changfeng also understood how much pressure his father had been carrying over the years.

It's not that he didn't want to save him.

But he couldn't save him.

A mere Zhenwu Saint was like a mountain.

Not to mention the Ghost Immortal Sect and the Xia Clan.

So he could only endure, accumulate strength in silence, and wait for the outbreak.

And he did a good job.

Over the years, not only did he create the Skynet, but his own strength also quietly reached the sixth level of the Great Power Realm.

If he continued, I'm afraid the mountain of Zhenwu Saint would be pushed down first.

But now.

He exposed his strength, which increased his danger countless times.

It also made the forbearance of more than 30 years fall short.

But Emperor Wu did not regret it.

Because Xiao Changfeng was his and Xia Chan's son.

He would never allow the tragedy of that year to happen again!