Tian Yuan

After making proper arrangements for Zhu Wulang, Nangong Ge should go and deal with the real business.

After years of calculations, he made an extremely important discovery, which was related to the Zi Lian Dynasty located in Luoshen Ruins.

If this speculation is confirmed to be true, it will have a huge impact on the current situation and cannot be ignored.

Nangong Ge went straight to Luoshen Ruins alone.

The arrival of the Zi Lian Dynasty shocked the high-ranking officials of the dynasty, and they hurriedly came out to greet him.

The current emperor, who has reached the top level of the Divine Bridge Eight Steps, brought several court ministers with him to meet at the sea of ​​clouds and peaks near the empire and showed them respect.

"What is the important matter that brings you here today, Prince?"

The states are connected, and the emperor is well aware of how terrifying the young man in front of him is, and does not dare to treat him as a junior.

There are countless mountains and a sea of ​​clouds.

At a certain peak, several people stood.

Nangong Ge was wearing an indigo blue robe with wide sleeves and cloud patterns, with one hand behind his back, and he was gentle and elegant: "I have doubts in my heart, so I came here to seek answers."

"Please say."

The emperor was dressed in black royal attire, with a burly figure and a majestic face. Hearing that Nangong Ge was not here to cause trouble, he felt slightly relieved and his brows relaxed.

"Zilian Dynasty, who are the ancestors?"

Nangong Ge asked.

"Don't be afraid of being laughed at by the prince, I don't know." The emperor smiled bitterly and said, "There is a gap in history, and many ancient books have been lost. Although my clan has a long history, it is difficult to trace its origins."

"Are there any records about the ancestors who are most distant from this era?"

Nangong Ge asked again.

After a short silence, the emperor took out a blank jade slip, engraved everything he knew on it, and then handed the jade slip to Nangong Ge.

He took the jade slip and probed into it with his spiritual consciousness.

A name suddenly appeared in front of Nangong Ge.

"Dong Shanyu."

After repeating it softly, there seemed to be a dark light in Nangong Ge's eyes, flickering and not easily noticed.

"It is more than four million years old, and is the oldest ancestor recorded by our clan so far."

Anyway, it’s not a secret, the emperor told the truth.

The content of the jade slip is relatively simple, and there is very little record about the ancestor Dong Shanyu. Apart from his name, there is nothing important.

"Excuse me, but can I borrow a drop of the emperor's life essence blood?"

Nangong Ge put the jade slip away and said it seriously.

Several court ministers standing not far away frowned when they heard this and subconsciously wanted to shout, but fortunately they restrained themselves.

If anyone with weaker strength dared to say such words, he would be suppressed by the high-ranking officials of the Zi Lian Dynasty with thundering means.

Although a drop of blood essence cannot affect the foundation of the emperor, it can be restored with some time and resources. However, the blood essence of the monarch is extraordinary and closely linked to the fortune of the dynasty. If it is used by someone with ulterior motives, the consequences will be disastrous. How can it be lent out?

"Your Highness wants to borrow my blood essence. What is the purpose?"

The emperor's eyes were as deep as the abyss. He was not angry, but wanted to ask for the reason.

"Calculate the origin of the Zilian Dynasty."

Nangong Ge spoke frankly.

"Oh?" The emperor raised his eyelids slightly and asked in surprise: "Is the prince so interested in the origins of my clan?"

"of course."

Nangong Ge nodded.

"why?"

The Emperor asked.

"If I say that the Zilian Dynasty may affect the direction of today's prosperous era, do you believe it?"

If this matter wasn't so serious, why would Nangong Ge take it so seriously?

"What is the basis for this?"

The emperor frowned.

"It's a bit of speculation and needs to be verified."

Nangong Ge said in a deep voice.

"What's the guess?"

Talking about this, the emperor's interest suddenly piqued. How could he not want to know the buried historical traces of the Zi Lian Dynasty?

"It involves far-reaching implications. Until it is confirmed, it cannot be explained."

Some things are taboo and cannot be disclosed. If it is figured out, Nangong Ge has his own way to conceal it, so there is no problem in chatting about it.

Hearing this, the emperor fell silent.

The two looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.

After a long while, the Emperor slowly opened his lips and said in a low voice: "How likely is it that the traces of the past years will be successful?"

This statement showed that the emperor was moved and was willing to lend a drop of his own blood. Of course, the premise was that Nangong Ge had to be certain, otherwise there would be no need.

"30-50%!"

Nangong Ge whispered.

"I will lend you a drop of blood, but I need you to promise me a favor."

The Emperor said.

"Of course." Nangong Ge nodded and explained in detail: "However, if you want to know the origin of the Zilian Dynasty, this account will have to be settled separately."

Nangong Ge is not someone who is willing to suffer losses, so he must make things clear.

Seeing that the emperor remained silent, Nangong Ge continued, "In fact, borrowing a drop of your blood can only shorten the time. If you don't lend it to me, I have other ways."

It would be best if you can save some time and energy. If you can't borrow money, then think of other ways.

Having said that, how could the emperor remain calm?

Originally, it was Nangong Ge who was asking for help, but the situation changed inexplicably.

The emperor could not ignore the opportunity to find the origin of his ancestors. If he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to figure it out in the future.

"Forget it, just treat this as nonsense." The Emperor had hoped to have some connection with the Crown Prince, which would be helpful in the future, but the actual situation was not so smooth: "The Crown Prince only needs to tell me the result, and I am willing to cooperate."

"Okay." Nangong Ge smiled.

Several ministers did not dare to speak and just listened quietly.

At first, they were quite angry that they actually wanted to take away a drop of the king's life essence blood. Now, knowing the specific use of the essence blood, they did not feel that their dignity was violated, but were very excited and eager for everything to go well.

An old minister was still thinking: "Is one drop of blood enough? Should I get a few more drops?"

Everyone present wanted to find out their ancestral roots.

For countless years, the royal family has spent many means to revise history books and explore ancient books, but unfortunately they have not been able to achieve their goal. They have no idea where the starting point of the Zi Lian Dynasty is, let alone who the ancestor is.

"Woo!"

Now that the decision has been made, it has to be made decisively. The emperor activated his skills and forced out a drop of his own blood essence, which came out from the tip of his right index finger. The blood had a light golden luster.

At the moment when the essence and blood were forced out, the emperor's face looked a little pale.

Soon, the emperor recovered as before, at least on the surface there was no abnormality. With a flick of his fingertips, he sent the blood essence to Nangong Ge: "Take it."

"I will come back in twenty years at most. I will let you know the results."

After saying this, Nangong Ge took the drop of essence blood, turned around and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

Everyone has heard about the prince's character and has no doubt about it.

The emperor strictly forbade anyone present to spread the news about this matter.

Several ministers swore to keep their mouths shut.

Nangong Ge went to a safe and secluded place and began to practice in seclusion.