Chapter 395 Ying Xiao, Ying Xuan, Ying's Royal Family
Daluo Dynasty, Beijing!
The capital of this powerful empire is a city that never sleeps. Even late at night, this majestic city is still brightly lit and bustling with activity.
Many foreign merchants from all over the world walked in the streets and appreciated the prosperity of the heavenly kingdom.
But in stark contrast to the outside, is the dark and quiet deepest part of the palace.
This is the emperor's palace, no one can approach it, and no guards will appear here.
Because it's not needed.
The emperors of the Daluo Dynasty are neither puppets nor mascots. They themselves symbolize the highest level of military deterrence and are the strongest combat power of this dynasty!
Emperor Daluo is synonymous with the world's top powerhouses.
And the contemporary Emperor Shenwu is the most powerful person in the history of the Daluo Dynasty.
"Old man, where is the person?"
Suddenly, a young man's voice sounded quietly in the emperor's palace.
The owner of the voice opened the bead curtain and walked slowly from the corridor.
He was wearing a black robe, and his black hair was tied up with a purple gold jade crown. On his handsome face, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.
The originally dark brown pupils slowly turned from black to gold after arriving in this palace, and turned into a pair of golden pupils.
Black hair and golden eyes, the Ying family!
"..."
The luxurious bed in the palace was empty, and the pale golden gauze curtain was gently fanned, undulating and fluttering.
The young man in black robe turned to look.
The windows are wide open.
As soon as he took one step forward, his whole body turned into black mist and flew out of the window. He reached the roof of the palace before slowly stopping and transforming into a human form again.
"Old man, it turns out you are here."
The young man smiled softly.
Under the bright silver-white full moon, I saw a tall and generous figure in black sitting alone on the bricks, looking at the moonlight.
His hair was extremely gray, tied up only with a simple white jade crown. It looked like nothing about him was worthy of the status of an emperor.
However, the emperor does not need anything to prove.
Because the emperor is the emperor.
In Daluo, because the power is in the hands of the emperor, it is called imperial power, not imperial power, making him the emperor.
"You said back then that you would never set foot in the capital again in this life."
An old voice sounded slowly.
The old emperor, who was not wearing imperial robes, turned his head slightly and glanced at the visitor.
He has a profile as tough as a knife, a tall nose, a gray beard, and... golden pupils as majestic as a blue dragon!
"You are old."
The young man in black robe stood a few meters away, looking at the Great Luo Shen Wu Emperor, his golden eyes revealed a complex meaning.
"Even great heroes will grow old."
The old man just said calmly.
After a pause, he continued: "But you have become younger. I remember the last time I saw you, you were still an old blind man with only one hand."
"The true mystery of the Blood of Tongyou is beyond everyone's imagination. It is a relic belonging to the 'gods'."
The young man walked up to the old man and sat side by side with him, looking at the moonlight in the distance. "Speaking of which, how long have we not sat together and watched the moon like this?"
"long time."
The old man's voice was hoarse, "From the day you decided to give up the royal blood, we have never sat together again."
"I never give up."
The young man looked serious, "I just wanted to take a more correct path, and facts have proved that I succeeded. I broke the Ying family's hundred-year life curse, and next, I will continue to break the thousand-year curse!"
As he spoke, he looked at the old man beside him and chuckled: "Old man, when you die, I will create a new era, a new era that no one has ever imagined!"
"You are all waiting for me to die."
The old man looked at the stars in the sky and the stars holding the moon in the night sky, his face expressionless, "But forget it, the others are afraid of me, so they don't dare to see me. What about you? Where do you have the courage to show up in front of me?
before?"
"If you want to kill me, you should have done it back then."
The young man leaned back slightly, lying on the tiles, resting his head on his hands, and smiled lightly.
"That was back then."
The old man's golden eyes were as calm as water, without any ripples. "I was still young then, but now, I am old."
"Do I have to explain myself clearly?"
The young man grinned, "I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I will have no successors if I die. I'm afraid that your children won't be able to hold down the Eight Kingdoms Pillar. I'm afraid that a dynastic civil war will break out. I'm afraid that the extremely powerful Da Luo Dynasty will go from being a powerful one to a powerful one overnight."
The kingdoms of heaven and earth all over the world have been turned into ruins, allowing all nations to trample on them, so you have to keep me to watch over it for you."
"Then you can?"
The old man looked at him. From beginning to end, his eyes fluctuated for the first time. It was...expectation, "Tell me, you will always be from Daluo, right?"
"I'm just Ying Xiao."
But the young man gave such an answer.
"..."
The old man's golden pupils seemed to dim a lot in an instant.
"Why are you always like this?"
Ying Xiao's face was full of surprise, "It's always for Daluo and the royal family. Why has no one ever thought about living for themselves? Shouldn't their life be lived for themselves?"
"Because my last name is Ying."
The old man regained his old-fashioned expression, "I carry too much on my shoulders, including the legacy of my ancestors, the people's livelihood, and the eternity of this dynasty.
If one day, the flag of the Violet Empire is planted on this land, then the footprints of foreigners will be on the heads of all Daluo people, and I cannot tolerate such a situation."
"Hahahaha! Ridiculous!"
Ying Xiao suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "The majestic Emperor Daluo, a semi-god-level martial artist, and the strongest man in the world has actually worried about these things all his life. He has lived for more than eighty years and has not lived a day for himself!"
"Is it funny?"
the old man asked softly.
"Isn't it funny?!"
Ying Xiao suddenly stood up, looked at the old man in front of him, and roared: "You can obviously challenge the Eight Kingdoms Pillars alone and kill eight people by force, but you don't dare.
Because without the Eight Kingdoms Pillars, after your death, Daluo will no longer be a kingdom in heaven. Facing the invasion of Western countries, its destruction is inevitable.
You could obviously go to Violet alone and challenge all the Nine Palaces in the Council, but you didn't dare.
Because you know that once you arrive at Violet, the Eight Kingdoms Pillars will appear, and even the other Nine Palaces in the royal family will appear, joining forces with everyone in the council to surround you, the Emperor of Daluo!
That's ridiculous.
The most powerful Emperor of Daluo, but in this dynasty, there are not even a few of you who are sincere and sincere, and you have never done anything as you please.
But why have you done so much?
Daluo?
But what is Daluo now?
Ba Guozhu is playing chess with human lives!
I rescued a stupid boy two years ago. I knew clearly that the people above were playing a game of life, but I stupidly ran over to die. If it weren't for me, he would have died.
Look.
The dynasty is not without people who are loyal and passionate for the country and the people.
But with the Eight Kingdoms Pillars above their heads, they are destined to be dogs, unable to climb up, or even survive.
Was the First Emperor wise and mighty?
What the hell!
He didn't kill the first eight pillars of the Eight Kingdoms, or the eight brothers who fought with him to found the country, and left behind a thousand-year reputation that will be sung forever, but he left the biggest hidden danger to future generations!!"
At the end of the sentence, anger appeared faintly in Ying Xiao's eyes.
"..."
The old man lowered his head and did not retort. He just rubbed his eyebrows tiredly and said, "Maybe my father was right back then. I am not suitable to be an emperor at all. I can't figure out how things could have turned into this situation. The good Daluo Dynasty,
Three thousand years have passed, and the surnames of the Eight Kingdoms have always been peaceful. How come it has become like this in my generation..."
"What can you do?"
Ying Xiao looked ferocious and angrily said: "The Ying family only has a short lifespan of a hundred years, and this strange blood trait is the most fatal flaw. It is useless even with super fast cultivation speed to make up for it.
Such a family cannot be a royal family at all!
Moreover, ever since the First Emperor's generation was indecisive and benevolent as a woman, and chose to keep the first generation of Eight Kingdoms Pillars, the biggest root of disaster has been laid!
Each generation of new emperors ascends the throne, sits on the throne, and faces a group of old foxes who have lived for hundreds of years in the court. Even if you use force to control the court, you will still be constrained in what you do.
!
The court is not a battlefield, and it cannot be solved by just "killing"!
You know this better than me!
The families with the Eight Kingdoms surnames will one day become more and more powerful, until they are eager to covet the throne.
By our generation, these hidden dangers have completely exploded!
It’s already a miracle that Daluo can last for three thousand fucking years!
Father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, they all foresaw this day, but they could do nothing but pass the mess down from generation to generation, for fear that if they died too late, they would become the king of the subjugated country of that generation!
younger brother!"
Ying Xiao grabbed the old man by the collar and glared at him, "You, you! Ying Xuan! You are the last unlucky guy! After you die, your son will never ascend the throne! He must die.
Undoubtedly! You, Ying Xuanshui, will be the last emperor of Daluo! The king of subjugation!"
"elder brother……"
The old man did not resist, but looked at the young man in black robe in front of him with complicated eyes, "So I need your help, help me, help Da Luo, help the Ying family, I can die, but I can't be
The king of the subjugated country cannot have civil war among the eight surnames, and Daluo cannot be destroyed."
"Give up. A family with a lifespan of only a hundred years is destined not to be a royal family."
Ying Xiao let go of his hand, shook his head, and took a few steps back.
"But you broke the lifespan limit."
The old man stared at him, his golden pupils full of hope.
"Do you have a surgical organ inside your body?"
Ying Xiao looked at him and couldn't help but laugh, "Can you find a second copy of the blood of Tongyou?"
"..."
The old man lowered his head and sighed: "Is there no other way?"
"Maybe there is."
Ying Xiao's face was expressionless, "But I don't know."
"..."
The scene became completely silent.
On the roof of the palace in the depths of night, the two of them remained silent for a long time.
"So, what exactly are you doing here tonight?"
Finally, it was the old emperor who broke the silence.
"oh."
Ying Xiao suddenly realized, "I almost forgot to talk about the real thing."
"Buzz——"
As he spoke, he casually tore open a crack in space and pulled out a frightened young man. His mouth was open, but he only had half an inch of tongue. This two-yield warrior with different blood was unable to heal himself.
"I found an interesting guy."
Ying Xiao pointed at the young man and smiled: "He..."
"He comes from the so-called 21st century."
The old man had no expression on his face, "In their world, there were airplanes and cars, high-rise buildings, computers and mobile phones, and many, many things that only appeared in ancient ruins. They most likely came from the mortal era at the beginning of the Old Age.
...I have also caught a lot of time-travelers in the past two months."
"So you've already discovered it."
Ying Xiao frowned slightly and said in surprise: "Don't you feel shocked? Behind this incident, it is completely the handiwork of the gods!"
"I was shocked."
The old man's eyes were calm and he said expressionlessly.
"..."
When Ying Xiao saw this, he was slightly speechless.
"So what do you think?"
The old man suddenly asked.
"god!"
When Ying Xiao heard this, his golden eyes suddenly showed undisguised excitement and desire, "If this is really controlled by a certain god, then it means that there is a god alive in the world, and then we also have a chance.
You can become a god! God! If you can become a real god, why do you need to worry about your lifespan?"
"So I'm waiting."
The old man looked at the half-inch-tongued time traveler captured by Ying Xiao and narrowed his eyes, "They don't even know why they time travel. They are just as confused about this matter as we are.
And most importantly, they are too weak now.
Even the extraordinary king in their memories was still too weak.
It can be seen from the various so-called 'ending rewards' and 'mission rewards' that the god hidden behind the scenes wants to create a strong person, or even... create a god.
If such a day comes and I live to see this day, then I will grab it.
Seize the opportunity to become a god.
Before that, the Daluo Dynasty would not interfere with these travelers, and would even turn a blind eye to a certain extent.
Including Violet, they also made the same decision. After all, although the people in the council want to dominate the world, they also want to become gods.
so."
The old man looked at Ying Xiao and said calmly: "You too, don't worry about it anymore, let alone kill these time-travelers. They need time to grow and mature wheat fields can be harvested. Trampling the seedlings will only lead to no harvest.
"
"Of course I can wait."
Ying Xiao looked at him and said solemnly: "But what about you? Do you still have time to wait?"
"Who knows?"
The old man turned around and looked at the stars holding the moon in the night sky. With his back to Ying Xiao, his voice was hoarse and he said, "It's time for you to go."
"..."
Ying Xiao hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said: "Axuan, you will always be my brother, forever, listen to me, I have a way to help you extend your life by 30-50 years, as long as you are willing to follow me within 4 years
Let’s go, this is the limit, you must come with me before you are 90 years old and leave everything about the Daluo Dynasty behind.”
"Extending life by 30 years? Doesn't this break the limit of 100 years old?"
The old man did not look back, but just smiled calmly, "Brother, you are really powerful. You have done something that none of the ancestors of the Ying family could do. So, what is the price?"
"Remove Ying's royal blood and become an ordinary person...and you can no longer fuse with other different bloods."
Ying Xiao said in a deep voice.
"What a shame."
Hearing this, the old man's voice remained calm, "As an ordinary person, without the power of a demigod, how can I suppress the ambitions of the Eight Kingdoms Pillars? How can I deter the Violet Council?"
"So I ask you to put everything about the Daluo Dynasty behind your fucking mind!"
Ying Xiao stepped forward, grabbed the old man's shoulders, asked him to turn around and look at him, and said angrily: "You have devoted nearly your whole life to this bullshit dynasty, so you can't give up all this and choose to live your own life.
Life? I can extend your life by 30 to 50 years, even if you become an ordinary person, these are 30 years that are completely yours!"
"What about Da Luo?"
The old man looked at him and asked softly: "So they fell into the civil war of the Eight Kingdoms Pillars? Once they start a war, the final outcome will definitely not be that the winner establishes a new Eastern Dynasty, but that they all become prisoners of the Violet Empire.
This seems to be a simple truth that everyone understands.
However, luck and ambition, these two things, will still make their eight major families make this decision unanimously - they have been the pillars of the dynasty for three thousand years.
But now, they no longer want to be someone else's pillar."
"But how long can you suppress them?"
Ying Xiao looked puzzled, "You are almost eighty-seven years old, how long can you live? Does this make sense?"
"Of course it makes sense."
The old man smiled calmly and said, "How long can I survive? How long can I survive?"
"I don't understand! I don't understand you... uh..."
Before Ying Xiao finished speaking, his expression changed slightly, he quickly took a few steps back and rubbed his eyebrows.
His golden eyes flickered slightly and gradually returned to dark brown pupils.
"I really don't understand what you think."
Ying Xiao gasped lightly, looked at the old man with his dark brown eyes, and said in surprise: "You have lived such a ridiculous life, you have been living for Daluo and others, how can you call your own life?"
?”
"It's normal for you not to understand."
The old man stood with his hands behind his hands, his back facing him, raising his head slightly, looking into the night sky, at the bright full moon hanging high in the stars, with the moon's shadow reflected in his golden pupils.
"Because you are just Ying Xiao, because the Ying Emperor's blood in your body has faded to the point where it cannot be any weaker, and because you are just a disabled spellcaster who was forced to flee the capital when he was a child."
"But I am different. My name is Ying Xuan, and I am the orthodox heir of the Daluo Dynasty."
