It's okay, it's easy to overthrow the heroine's system

Looking at the golden crown beside Chu's dragon throne, the priest seemed to have expected it. He showed yesterday's star map in front of Chu, and his eyes seemed to have seen the outcome of things long ago.

The priest said: "Your Majesty, two thousand years is a cycle, and everything will begin to repeat itself at this time."

His eyes fell on the golden crown, the meaning was self-evident.

"Is God going to destroy our Chu family?"

Chu clenched the armrests of the dragon throne, resentment and anger once again shrouded his eyes, and he was about to be controlled by his bloodline again.

"No, Your Majesty, this is opportunity."

The priest shook his head, not afraid of Chu's current condition.

"The reason why that venerable gave you his bloodline was so that you could assist the man of destiny. If that is the case, he will definitely give you a way to crack it."

"So what exactly is this solution?"

"The Venerable has already given it to you."

"Is that the cane?"

The priest said nothing, which was considered as his agreement.

"But I can't use it. Who in this world can use it?"

"The Venerable has already left the answer for you above."

After saying this, the priest began to bleed from all seven orifices. He just stared at Chu and left his last words.

"When all things are reincarnated, your descendants will appear with people who can solve the bloodline dilemma. In addition, there is, and there is..."

Before he could finish his words, he took his last breath, and his eyes never closed until his death.

Chu ordered a grand burial for the priest, and in order to prevent himself from killing again, he ordered people to build a secret room. He slept in it every night, and the only thing that accompanied him was the walking stick.

He would often pick up the cane and look at it carefully, but he never found anything special, and as the days went by, his body became weaker and weaker.

One day, in a clear-headed night, he summoned the prince whom he had not seen for a long time. The little boy in his memory had now grown into an elegant young man.

Chu seldom saw his wife and children, and he was afraid that they would hurt them. Now that he saw them again, it was already the end of his life.

That’s right, at this time Chu was about to die, dying from old wounds he suffered on the battlefield when he was young and from the huge amount of effort he had put into making the golden crown.

Isn't it ridiculous? A bloodline that can give a clan great power and make them forget their pain, but it cannot heal them. It just explodes in accumulation and dies in silence.

He told him everything, and his child went from being in disbelief at first to being heartbroken and kneeling beside him.

He said, "Father, I always thought that you didn't love me and my mother, so you didn't see us for so many years, but now I understand everything."

Chu looked at her child lovingly, touched his head gently, and gave him instructions for her final arrangements.

He asked the prince to sow the seeds of ghost vine in his tomb, so that this strange and powerful plant would guard his body and the golden crown that would be brought to the tomb.

He also asked him to create a bronze door, engrave the Chu family's unique graphic murals on it, and set restrictions on it so that only the blood of the Chu family could open the door.

Finally, Chu gave his prince one last order, which was to seal his spirit under the tomb after his death and let the cane coexist with his spirit.

In this way, anyone who attempts to steal the staff will be killed by his spirit, and anyone who can truly resolve the bloodline defect of their clan will first awaken his spirit.

After giving instructions for his final arrangements, the world-famous emperor fell to the ground. His wide-open eyes were still fixed on the cane. The full moon hanging high outside the window cast a cold light on his dying body.

The moonlight also sprinkled on the cane, and at this moment, when Chu was dying, a word slowly emerged on the cane.

"install"

The stone that had been weighing on Chu's heart for half his life finally fell to the ground at this moment. He closed his eyes, a smile lingering on the corners of his mouth. The sound of the prince crying softly could be heard around him.

……

This follow-up, which was neither long nor short, silenced everyone present.

Different from the glory and splendor of Chu's first half of life that we have seen before, the loneliness and helplessness of his second half of life give people a deep sense of powerlessness.

The price of gaining strength and power is loneliness and confusion for the rest of life. I don't know whether this so-called blood power is good or bad at this moment.

"Perhaps it's just as the priest said, the two thousand years of reincarnation have come, and nothing can be stopped."

Chu sighed, but there was a hint of calmness on her face.

"In that case, you can take the golden crown."

Chu Yao nodded silently, then bowed to Chu.

"Thank you, ancestors."

But Chu just raised her head slightly, and a gust of wind somehow lifted up Chu Yao who was bowing.

"No need to thank me. It seems that your father has been blinded by power and desire. When I made the golden crown, I set restrictions. Only those who meet the conditions can obtain the power inside. Your father may not be able to use it."

As he spoke, his fingers drew something in the air. A moment later, a red rune penetrated into Chu Yao's arm.

"That golden crown is in my sarcophagus. Now that you have this rune, those ghost vines won't hurt you. In addition, this rune contains some of my heritage, which can be regarded as a gift to the younger generation."

Chu smiled and her eyes fell on Nanxun again.

"Are you an alchemist?"

Nan Xun nodded, not understanding why Chu asked this.

"I can sense that you have the Heavenly Wood Spiritual Root, but because you often tinker with things like Danhuo, the two things counteract each other, so it shouldn't be good for your own cultivation."

It was obvious that what Chu said was right, and Nan Xun's expression became serious.

"What the senior said is true. May I ask how the junior can change this situation?"

A trace of relief flashed in Chu's eyes, and a green light flashed in his hand, and a small branch appeared in his palm.

"This is the origin of those ghost vines. Once you refine it, the spiritual vines you use will have the characteristics of ghost vines and will naturally not be afraid of pill fire."

The small branch flew out from his palm and landed in Nan Xun's hand.

Nan Xun was overjoyed and thanked Chu immediately. He then couldn't wait to start refining the essence of the ghost vine on the spot.

At this moment, Chu's gaze finally fell on Jiang Jingmo. There were purple pinch marks on the girl's delicate neck, which looked shocking, but her eyes were very smart and she was in very good condition.

"You are very special..." Chu stared at her for a long time before uttering a few words.

Jiang Jingmo:? So this is why you pinched me?

"I hurt you the most this time, so naturally I should compensate you more."

Chu waved his sleeves, and a strange box appeared before his eyes.

"You were born with ice spirit roots, and this is the only thing I can give you."