Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"I'm sorry I can't tell you!"

After saying that, Patriarch Bodhi pointed at the sky.

The little Martial God looked up and saw countless ancient runes faintly emerging on the dome of the sky.

"Heavenly order!"

He understood instantly, his eyes were calm, he nodded to express his understanding, avoided the topic, and asked instead:

"How are you doing in the second generation?"

"I was a little depressed at first." Ancestor Bodhi couldn't help but smile bitterly as he recalled the past. "When I escaped the infinite calamity and was reborn in the second generation, I came to the Hongmeng period. After all, I was a soul body. We encountered a lot of trouble.”

"That era was chaotic, but strong people emerged in large numbers, especially the two saints born from the chaos, who far exceeded the strongest combat power of our Ten Thousand Sky Luo Realm. I carefully walked on the edge of these strong people, I am in constant fear all day long.”

"Simply the way of heaven has not killed them all. It has taken me thousands of years to reshape my body. At the same time, during this process, I slowly integrated into the second generation. I have mastered the method of unifying the three religions. I have the foundation for establishing myself. However, It’s just luck.”

Ancestor Bodhi paused after speaking here, and showed the three-color brilliance to the little Martial God. Different from the two-color divine light, the aura of the former was more terrifying, but to a certain extent, it also seemed less controllable. .

"It's a supreme Taoist skill, and I admire it from the younger generation." Xiao Wushen said sincerely.

"Don't make fun of me. Back then, you single-handedly fought against the top ten demons and gods, including me. In terms of strength, you are unrivaled in the first generation. If you can unlock all the shackles in your body, you will definitely be able to conquer the world." It’s to be able to ascend to the holy realm.”

Patriarch Bodhi gave a rare compliment. The more he recalled the past, the more melancholy he became.

Little Valkyrie's greeting resonated with him, and he continued:

"Changes continued during the Hongmeng period. Conflicts, killings, seeking the truth, proving myself... all kinds of events happened every day. Time flies, and finally one day, the damn precursor of the infinite calamity came back, and the third day came as expected. one generation."

"The two saints of the first generation are wiser than all the cultivators in our Ten Thousand Sky Luo Realm put together. They were willing to give up everything and create the system of immortality. They suppressed countless calamities with the power of saints and saved countless lives. Time was bought.”

"It's a pity that one of the saints transformed into Tao and gave birth to an ambitious guy. He expanded his power and strengthened himself by any means, and finally ruled the second generation with a powerful combat power that overwhelmed everyone. everything of."

"His name is Yuanshi Tianzun, and he is the shadow that hangs over the heads of all living beings in today's generation. He knows my existence and knows my origins better. When I first came into contact with him, I had just recovered half a step to the realm of a saint, but he knocked me down by one stage. .”

"So I can only endure the humiliation, avoid a head-on confrontation with him, recuperate in the area called the Three Realms, and wait for opportunities to defeat him. It's a pity that I have only gained a little hope until now."

Patriarch Bodhi gently put his hand on Xiao Wushen's shoulder and said sincerely:

"This little hope is given by your current master, the ambitious Zhu Houzhao! This man is extremely dangerous. If it is not particularly necessary, you must find an opportunity to regain your soul and get rid of his control!"

When Xiao Wushen heard this, his expression became a little embarrassed, and he hesitated for a while, unable to say a complete sentence.

"What? Is there something unspeakable?" Ancestor Bodhi frowned and asked in a deep voice: "I really want to know what Zhu Houzhao gave you before you were willing to climb out of the abyss of self-destruction and follow His steps!”

Xiao Wushen remained silent, his expression gradually becoming complicated.

Patriarch Bodhi watched the light in his eyes become increasingly dim, doubts suddenly arose in his heart, and he asked cautiously:

"Is it... because he helped you break the two shackles in your body?"

"That's not the reason." Xiao Wushen said hesitantly: "He said... He said he could help me resurrect Cheng Ping!"

After saying that, Xiao Wushen himself felt a little embarrassed and lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the scorching gaze of Patriarch Bodhi.

"It's that little girl..." Ancestor Bodhi showed a knowing smile, "It was caused by fate, separated by two eras, and experienced countless years of loneliness, but you... still can't forget her."

Xiao Wushen was silent, and Patriarch Bodhi sighed quietly, and the beautiful little girl appeared in his mind.

It seems that no matter who it is, as long as they think of "Cheng Ping" and have had a chance encounter with her, they will definitely think of Wangchuan Cliff.

She is the descendant of Wangchuan Cliff and the patron saint of Wangchuan Cliff.

She is a goddess who has fascinated countless young people, and she is also a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.

She is the love of Xiao Wushen's life, and she is also the culprit who made Xiao Wushen self-destructive.

Nie Yuan.

Patriarch Bodhi could only think of such a word.

Who in Wan Tian Luo Territory doesn't know about Cheng Ping and Xiao Wushen's affair?

But both of them are talented and talented people. Who can say that they are not a good match?

The ending in the image is ultimately the ending in the image.

In a relationship, changes always come unexpectedly.

Cheng Ping died for Xiao Wushen, and Xiao Wushen gave up on himself because of Cheng Ping.

A love that was blessed by everyone, but was also disliked by others, finally fell into nothingness and was destroyed by obsession amidst the many helplessness in the world.

If the little Martial God hadn't gone crazy back then, but had cooperated with Yunmeng Wuhen's arrangements, like the two saints of the first generation, they were willing to give everything.

Will everything end differently?

If the first generation represented by Wantian Luoyu had not been destroyed, the prosperous and prosperous era would have continued forever.

Patriarch Bodhi felt bitter in his heart and didn’t know where to start.

There is a Little Martial God in the Cliff Tower. The Little Martial God has joined Zhu Houzhao's camp, and he has to assist the Dao realm clone to break through the Cliff Tower. As long as he climbs the tower, he will inevitably come into contact with the Little Martial God.

If they had contact, they would definitely talk about the first generation, the painful past that he didn't want to recall.

If he knew it from the beginning, how could he easily enter the Cliff Tower?

Ask for trouble!

Ancestor Bodhi was helpless, but he also understood that even if he did not enter the Cliff Tower, Zhu Houzhao would force him to meet Xiao Wushen. In his grand plan, Xiao Wushen must be the most critical chess piece at the moment!

The little God of War fell into a whirlpool, so why not the Bodhi Patriarch?

"Have you thought about it? Are you sure you are willing to die to be loyal to Zhu Houzhao for Cheng Ping?!" Patriarch Bodhi suddenly shouted sharply.

Little Martial God trembled all over, then raised his head suddenly and gave Patriarch Bodhi a firm look.