"What? I look down on your father? Do you think your father is a semi-wasted person now?" Long Zhantian said with a smile.
"Children don't dare..." Long Chen said quickly.
Long Zhantian smiled and comforted Long Chen: "I was joking, you don't have to be so nervous."
Long Zhantian suddenly let out a long sigh, looked into the distance, and said leisurely:
"Chen'er, do you know what the most powerful force in the world is?"
Long Chen was stunned: "I don't know."
Long Chen really doesn't know, because the concept of power has been broken. Sometimes he thinks that this is the strongest power, but in the end, a stronger power will appear, so until now, he has never known what is the strongest.
Great power.
"The most powerful power is nirvana." Long Zhan Tiandao.
"The power of the Phoenix Clan?" Long Chen asked.
"No, Nirvana is Nirvana. It does not belong to any clan. In this world, the Phoenix is not the only one who can be reborn from Nirvana.
What I call nirvana means not bowing to fate when you are in trouble, not denying yourself when you are confused, not giving up hope in desperate situations, and ushering in your own dawn through persistence." Long Zhantian looked at Long Chen and said:
"Actually, I encountered the same situation when I was in Tianwu Continent. At that time, I was cursed by evil spirits, lost all my cultivation, and was suffering in purgatory every moment.
At that time, only your mother was by my side. She always encouraged me and firmly believed that I would get through it.
At that time, she wrote a poem for me, and it was precisely because of that poem that I spent countless days and nights at Long's house.
The branches are low under the weight of snow, but although they are too low to touch the mud, they are still level with the sky when the red sun rises."
"Once the red sun rises, it is still level with the sky."
Long Chen recited this poem in a low voice, and couldn't help but feel excited. He looked at his father, and his heart was filled with admiration. Both his father and mother were amazingly talented and proud people, otherwise they would never be able to do anything good.
Such a powerful poem.
"Chen'er, remember your mother's poem, life cannot be a flat river, there must be troughs wherever there are high mountains.
When you are at a low point, don't be confused, don't panic, try to persevere and wait, your red sun will definitely appear." Long Zhantian said to Long Chen.
Long Chen nodded. Such a majestic poem was difficult to forget even if he wanted to.
"Come on, Chen'er, help dad protect the law." Long Zhantian said.
Long Chen's heart was beating wildly, he knew what his father was going to do.
The two came to a desolate valley, which still belonged to the branch boundary, but the current branch had not been rebuilt, and the surrounding area was desolate.
"Snapped"
Long Zhantian opened a crystal bottle, and colorful blood flowed out from the crystal bottle. When the colorful blood appeared, the whole world trembled.
This seven-colored supreme blood, nourished by the energy of chaos, contained terrifying energy, and Long Chen was filled with worry.
He knew that his father was going to take back his blood essence, but the essence and blood had been separated from his body for too long and had grown independently. He was afraid that his father would not be able to control it.
"Chen'er, don't worry, everything is under control." Seeing Long Chen's nervous look, Long Zhantian smiled slightly and signaled Long Chen not to be nervous.
"Buzz"
At this moment, the seven-color supreme blood that stayed in the void was freed from the shackles of the bottle at first. He felt confused and suddenly rushed to Long Zhantian's body. Long Zhantian's body trembled, and then his breath
Started to climb rapidly.
"boom"
There was an explosion in Long Zhantian's body, as if something was broken, and then the nine heavens roared, and endless calamity clouds gathered.
"Breakthrough?"
Long Chen was surprised and happy. A bottle of seven-color supreme blood directly allowed Long Zhantian to break through the shackles of the divine fire, directly triggering the Four Extremes Heavenly Tribulation.
What made Long Chen unbelievable the most was that the violent seven-color supreme blood returned to Long Zhantian's body without any resistance, let alone any damage.
"Rumble..."
Colorful thunder poured down, and what surprised Long Chen was that the range of Long Zhantian's catastrophe was actually larger than when he was in the fourth level.
"Buzz"
Suddenly Long Zhantian opened his big hand, and a seven-colored divine sword appeared. It was the Qijue Sword, which was exactly the same as what Long Chen had condensed before.
"boom"
The Qijue Sword in Long Zhantian's hand exuded the aura of immortality. With one sword strike, the Nine Heavens Tribulation Cloud shattered in an instant and turned into endless thunder symbols.
"Buzz"
Suddenly, Long Zhantian formed a seal with one hand, and a seven-colored divine light appeared above the nine heavens, wrapping all the thunderbolts like a giant net, catching them all in one go.
The thunder runes were like a torrent, pouring into Long Zhantian's body. At that moment, Long Zhantian's thin body became stronger in an instant, and his whole person became heroic.
Every drop of Thunder was absorbed by Long Zhantian, and his realm was instantly consolidated. The most important thing is that he had just been promoted to the Four Extremes realm, but his aura did not leak out at all. He did not look like a person who had just advanced, and his aura was even more...
Shockingly solid.
"As expected, dad's essence and blood were nourished by the energy of chaos. Now that the essence and blood are withdrawn, it means that he has begun to use the energy of chaos to practice in the divine fire realm. His foundation is comparable to that of the strong men in the era of chaos."
Long Chen was very excited, and his father was a blessing in disguise.
No wonder Long Zhantian's Heavenly Tribulation was so terrifying. It seems that the strong men of the Chaos Era are really what the strong dragon clan said. Compared with them, Long Chen was born in the wrong era.
"call"
Long Zhantian fused another bottle of seven-color supreme blood. His body roared and exploded, and his breath kept breaking through.
The four poles of the first heaven, the second heaven, the third heaven... actually broke through to the eighth heaven, and then Long Zhantian opened another crystal bottle.
"boom"
Long Zhantian's aura broke through to the divine king realm in an instant. At that moment, the heaven and earth trembled, and endless calamity clouds covered the sky.
"Rumble..."
As soon as the Heavenly Tribulation appeared, endless colorful thunder swords poured down and penetrated the void.
"boom"
Long Zhantian held the Qijue Sword and slashed out with one sword again. The entire sky was torn apart and the endless calamity clouds collapsed again. Then these thunder runes were obediently absorbed by Long Zhantian.
In just a few breaths, the thunder that filled the sky was completely absorbed by Long Zhantian, without any waste.
Long Chen was dumbfounded. He had seen a lot of people in the world, but he had never seen such a way to overcome the tribulation.
Long Zhantian stood there with his eyes closed, like a statue, but with a look of arrogance and contempt for the world, which was heart-stopping.
"call"
Long Zhantian slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. When he opened his eyes again, colorful patterns appeared in his eyes. In the patterns, the sun and the moon echoed each other, as if ten thousand ways were evolving.
"Supreme Heavenly Eye"
Long Chen couldn't help but exclaimed that his father had actually awakened the legendary Divine Eye. The Supreme Heavenly Eye was even higher than the Six Paths Heavenly Eye. Long Chen couldn't believe his eyes.
PS: The branches are low under the weight of snow, but they are not as low as the mud. Once the red sun rises, they are still at the same level as the sky. This poem encourages all book friends who are in adversity and are depressed to never give up hope. Everyone has troughs.
time, but as long as we persist, the red sun that belongs to us will eventually come.??