God Emperor

The Demon Wolf Clan is as famous as the Yaksha Clan in the Hundred Clans Royal City and is one of the three most powerful tribes.

The Holy Land of the Demonic Wolf Clan is also known as the "Seven Peaks Chain Mountain". In the mountains, the sea of ​​clouds transformed by demonic energy is dark and dense, with electric light flowing inside, and the sound of thunder is low and far away.

On the top of the first peak, there are two figures standing.

Qi Tian, ​​who was standing in front, lifted the black hood on his head, revealing a face in his thirties, with a beard, full of energy, and eyes like lightning.

That face, including his figure and aura, were changing rapidly.

In a moment, it changed into something else.

When Zhang Ruochen saw the familiar middle-aged man in front of him, he could no longer restrain his emotions. Years of emotions, questions, and confusions rushed from his heart to the top of his head, and turned into two warm currents pouring out of his eyes. out.

"It turns out... you have been in the Temple of Destiny for so many years. I thought you were dead long ago, killed by Qing Emperor and others, or you went to the Western Buddhist world to become a monk. How could you, how could you, still be alive? Okay?" Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth and asked almost questioningly.

Qitian's other appearance is none other than Emperor Ming who disappeared eight hundred years ago.

Zhang Ling.

Emperor Ming's eyes were deep and focused, staring at the ocean of demonic energy at his feet, and said: "I know you have hatred and resentment in your heart, but no matter how hard and tired a man is, how hateful and resentful he is, he shouldn't shed tears. Your character, after all, will More like your mother."

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and said almost to himself: "How can you not shed tears when you are deeply in love? Besides, you are wrong. I am not hating or complaining. I just want to know why?"

At the top of the peak, the wind was freezing.

Emperor Ming did not answer him immediately. He was silent for a long time and said, "I'm sorry."

Zhang Ruochen's spine was straight and he said: "I'm sorry, you should not say this to me, but to your mother and queen, to the ministers and people of Shengming who are loyal to you, died because of you, and fled the world because of you."

"You're wrong! This apology doesn't mean that I think what I did is wrong. It just means that I feel guilty. The guilt is that I am not strong enough. If I were strong enough, I wouldn't have to do so many helpless things. Strength can protect our home, our country, our civilization and the world,"

Emperor Ming turned around and finally faced Zhang Ruochen directly and said, "I know that you already know a lot. I also know that you have doubts in your heart and are dissatisfied with me as your father."

Zhang Ruochen stood aside and listened quietly.

"Your character is indeed more like your mother's. She seems to be ruthless in her actions, but in fact, she has a very small pattern. She values ​​her family and relatives more than anything else. But I am different. I have been the prince of the Shengming Central Empire since I was a child. , and later became the emperor of a country. The idea that has been instilled in me since childhood is responsibility, responsibility, responsibility. "

Emperor Ming smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "Without the world, where would a country come from? Without a country, where would a home come from?"

"If you were not born in the imperial family, you would naturally not have to bear these responsibilities. If you are in your position and do not bear your responsibilities, it is a shame for the world and you are not worthy of living in this world."

"If you are just a mediocre person, of course you don't have to do anything. For a world, a country, and a civilization, mediocre people only need to reproduce, but those with extraordinary talents must shoulder responsibilities. To write history, create the future, or save all people in the world from water and fire. "

I don't know whether he said the following words to himself or deliberately said them to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen did learn about what happened eight hundred years ago from Murong Fengye, King Mingjiang, Kong Lanyou, Chi Yao, and Granny Haitang.

Sometimes, he could actually understand Emperor Ming's difficulties and understand the truths that he had to admit. After all, he grew up with Emperor Ming and knew his father quite well.

But why didn't you tell him everything eight hundred years ago?

Zhang Ruochen said: "After so many years, we meet again and this is what we talk about? I am no longer a child, I understand everything I need to know."

"I know that you have grown up, have a strong enough heart, and can bear the responsibilities you should shoulder, so I came to see you." Emperor Ming said.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Eight hundred years ago, Chi Yao killed me, did you know?"

Emperor Ming stared into his eyes and nodded.

"Why?"

Emperor Ming put his hands behind his back, stepped towards the edge of the cliff, and looked up at the sky.

Zhang Ruochen pressed forward and said: "Why? Why do you want her to kill me? Why don't you tell me the truth? If I know the truth, for the Zhang family, for the Shengming, and for the Kunlun world, you should understand, I can give everything, even my own life. Are they forcing Chi Yao to kill me?

Emperor Ming shook his head gently and said: "One day, you will understand. Our generation is working hard to live and for more people to live. Chen'er, after so many years, when we get together again, this is what we talk about? Is there nothing else to say between us?"

Zhang Ruochen knew Emperor Ming so well that it was difficult to hate him.

Because I understand that my father will never do anything to harm him no matter what. Maybe he has different ideas, maybe he has something to hide from him, but the ultimate goal is by no means bad.

Emperor Ming and Zhang Ruochen sat on the edge of the cliff, blowing the cold wind.

The father is no longer old, and the son is no longer young. He has become a man of heaven and earth with an upright backbone.

"Do you still remember that when you were seven years old, you were severely beaten by me?" Emperor Ming suddenly smiled, as if he was reminiscing about something.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head with a smile and said, "That was probably the most humiliating time in my life. My buttocks were so swollen that I couldn't even pull my pants up. But I actually forgot why you hit me."

"Because you said you don't want to be called Zhang Ruochen." Emperor Ming said.

"Yeah?"

"Yes, you said, Ruochen, Ruochen, you just want me to be like Xue Hongchen, but I am myself, and I must change my name." Emperor Ming said.

Emperor Ming often mentioned the phrase "giving birth to a child is like snow on earth", so Zhang Ruochen's name came into being.

Zhang Ruochen said curiously: "I am still curious now. I am also the prince of the Shengming Central Empire. Is it really okay for you to name me like this? The Sword Emperor is indeed excellent, but you are also considered an emperor. Do you admire him so much, even worship him a little bit?"

Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of being spanked again, so he couldn't help but speak more forcefully.

Emperor Ming's eyes were filled with a profound emotion, and he sighed: "What I admire and admire about him is not just his talent. Do you know that he was the first person in the Kunlun world to give up everything he owned and sneak in without hesitation? In the hell world. In order to help the Kunlun world find a chance of survival, he embarked on a dark road that may lead to death. "

"From now on, there will be no Sword Emperor in Kunlun, leaving only thousands of beauties who are heartbroken."

"But, you know, Xue Hongchen is the most romantic man. He hates to see women shed tears, and he hates to leave the world of flowers and butterflies. If he hears that a certain woman has been wronged, Even if he doesn't know this woman at all, he will rush thousands of miles away with a sword to seek justice for her. "

"I thought that with his character, age and talent, he would never agree to give up everything he already owned, hurt thousands of beauties, go to hell and become a living dead. However, he agreed without hesitation. The first one to leave Kunlun Realm.”

"At that time, I said, giving birth to a child will be like snow and the world of mortals. I gave you the name Ruochen because the back view of him when he left shocked me."

Zhang Ruochen said: "How many monks in Kunlun are lurking in the hell world? Are they all to rescue the owner of the God of Death Island?"

"All the realms in heaven and the ten tribes in hell regard the Kunlun realm as a treasure house, and they want to rob it, and they even want to exterminate the species and annihilate the tribe. Packs of wolves will come to eat them. All living beings in the Kunlun realm are like two-legged sheep. Those weak realms are even more serious than us. It is easier to survive. The island owner can block the Yellow Spring Galaxy for a hundred thousand years. Only by rescuing him can there be hope for the Kunlun world. "

Emperor Ming stood up and said: "Chen'er... no, Zhang Ruochen, promise me that no matter what the outcome is this time, you must take good care of your mother and tell her that I never regret getting to know her. If you want to rebuild Shengming, just Go ahead and do it. You have grown up and are a great sage. You should have your own way and path."

Emperor Ming slapped Zhang Ruochen on the shoulder, and then jumped into the sea of ​​clouds rolling with demonic energy.

Zhang Ruochen felt thirty thousandths of the secret of destiny return to his body. He looked startled and realized that his father's words just now meant that he had to give his last words. He shouted loudly and jumped into the dark sea of ​​clouds after him.

Unfortunately, Emperor Ming had disappeared without a trace. No matter how Zhang Ruochen shouted, there was no response.

The secret of destiny returned to the body, indicating that the empress had forged the decree of destiny.

The plan to rescue the owner of the Lost God Island was officially launched!

Emperor Ming came to see him at this time, obviously he had prepared the worst for the rescue plan, so he came to see Zhang Ruochen for the last time.

After thinking about this, Zhang Ruochen rushed out of the Holy Land of the Demon Wolf Clan. Even if he couldn't catch up with Emperor Ming, he still had to rush back to the Destiny Mountain as soon as possible.

Such a big thing as rescuing the owner of the Lost God Island must be earth-shattering. It is normal for a god to fall.

Is it possible that after a brief reunion, it is time to say goodbye forever?

Before Zhang Ruochen left the Qifeng Lianshan Mountain, he was blocked by someone.

"Ale!"

A Le was wearing common clothes, still holding his iron sword, and said in a rather stiff voice: "He has left the royal city of hundreds of tribes. He is a god, you can't catch up. Besides, it's useless to catch up. "

Zhang Ruochen said: "Do you know who he is?"

"Your father." A Le said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Did he ask you to stop me?"

A Le thought for a while, then took a step to the left. From behind him, an old monk walked out, with a shriveled body, covered in wolf skin, and a tail hanging on the ground between his legs.

"If you really want to help them, you don't actually need to go to Destiny Mountain. There are many things you can do right now." The old man said in a hoarse voice.

Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to investigate and found that there was no power fluctuation on the opponent's body. Suddenly, he was horrified and realized that the opponent was probably a god.

It should be one of the three gods who stayed in the royal city of the Hundred Tribes.

"He is the grandson of the Wolf Ancestor and a god." A Le said.

The old man laughed dryly and said: "It's just a dying god."

Zhang Ruochen suppressed his chaotic thoughts, bowed and saluted, and said, "Greetings to God Handa."

The Wolf Ancestor surrendered to the God of Fury in the Temple of Destiny and became a mount. Therefore, he found a place for the Demonic Wolf Clan to live on the edge of the hell realm.

Without the background of Lord Nutian, how could the Demonic Wolf Clan develop to such a powerful level within a hundred thousand years?

Zhang Ruochen had heard of the name of Handa, the grandson of Wolf Ancestor.

The grandson of the Wolf Ancestor said: "Rescuing the owner of the God of Death Island does not depend on how many monks go to the Destiny Mountain. After all, most of the gods in the Destiny Mountain have gone to the Yuhuang Realm."

"What we have to do is to lead the remaining gods of the Destiny Mountain to the Hundred Tribes King City as much as possible, so that the Destiny Mountain becomes even more empty."

"Why were you led to the King's City of Hundreds of Clans?" Zhang Ruochen calmed down completely.

The grandson of the Wolf Ancestor said: "Because the Royal City of the Hundred Clans is located on the edge of the hell realm, the gods of heaven can quietly come to the nearby star field. Only the gods of heaven can contain the gods of the Temple of Destiny."

"There are actually many big worlds in Heaven, and we don't want the owners of the God of Death Island to escape. Therefore, it is definitely impossible for them to help directly. We can only use the shocking benefits to lure them here."

Zhang Ruochen was not stupid. He heard something instantly and said, "Wouldn't it be better if we added another Yaksha clan?"

The grandson of the Wolf Ancestor smiled and said: "You are very smart, you have already thought of this. Yes, the original light of the Yaksha Clan's Holy Land was indeed created by us. The Yaksha Clan is the largest clan in the Hundred Clans Royal City, and has a rich heritage. It’s extremely deep. If they are involved, the gods of Heaven and the Temple of Destiny will be trapped deeply.”

"Unfortunately, the origin temple is not in the Yaksha tribe's holy land. The gods in heaven and hell may not be fooled."

Then, Zhang Ruochen asked: "How long do the Empress and the others plan to take action?"

"It shouldn't be that fast. We won't take action until the light of origin breaks out again and draws out the gods from the Destiny Mountain." said the grandson of the Wolf Ancestor.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "All the gods are very shrewd, and the Yaksha tribe is not stupid either. The light of origin can only attract them for a while. Without the true temple of origin, they will soon realize that they have been tricked and quickly return to their destiny." "Sacred Mountain, when the empress and others' retreat is blocked, not only will they not be able to save the God of Death Island Master, they will all have to get in."

"It is impossible to have a foolproof strategy, and there are already huge risks. Being able to lure the gods of Destiny Mountain away for a while is already a chance that we must give it a try, even if the chance is very slim." The grandson of the Wolf Ancestor sighed. .

Zhang Ruochen said: "What if the real temple of origin is born?"

"What did you say?" The grandson of the Wolf Ancestor's eyes shone brightly.

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That’s it for today. This chapter was more difficult to write than I thought. I deleted it twice. I originally wrote a lot of plots about Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Ming, but I deleted them all. It’s really difficult to write the kind of father-son relationship well. emotions, conflicts, ideological opposition and mutual recognition. What I think is, since I can’t write well, it’s better to write less.