Transcending into a god

In this palace, there are many paintings from the hands of King Novi, most of which are landscapes and slaughters on the battlefield. The only figure is the huge dragon god in the king's bedroom.But here, there is only one portrait of Norwich King.

Teng Wu made a request, and King Richard immediately agreed, looking at Teng Wu with deep meaning in his eyes. "Cass!" King Richard shouted, "The Wind Return Palace is too far away, you can lead His Majesty the Dragon God there instead of me!"

Cass nodded yes.

Teng Wu raised his foot and left after hearing this, the high priest and Wu Yang also followed, but Teng Wuyi turned around, "This is my own business, you don't have to follow."

Wuyang hesitated to speak, but the high priest was taken aback. At this moment, Teng Wu had already walked out first, and Cass quickly followed.With the movement of Teng Wu's figure, the exclamation and joy of the princes and nobles who gathered in the square could be heard in the hall when they discovered the Dragon God.Several people in the hall kept silent, each with their own thoughts.

After a while, King Richard withdrew his thoughts and ordered, "Go and invite the people waiting outside to rest in the flower hall. The palace will hold a banquet tonight, and the Dragon God will receive them one by one at that time."

"Your Majesty!" the great priest said at this time, "Whether and when His Majesty the Dragon God will receive you is up to His Majesty the Dragon God himself!"

King Richard frowned and looked at the high priest. The high priest continued, "God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like prison. I and other mortals can't fathom God's thoughts."

King Richard thought about it, "Then wait for His Majesty the Dragon God's will!"

Princess Una, who was sitting beside her, suddenly laughed, "Your Majesty, High Priest, please allow this concubine to resign regardless of the wishes of the Dragon God."

"Una!" King Richard's tone was stern.But Princess Una didn't seem to hear it, "For decades, court banquets have always been so hypocritical and boring. It's nothing more than His Majesty the Dragon God's understanding of the world, and the concubine's decoration is unnecessary." Princess Na got up and left.Lu Xiu saluted his mother's back, but stayed behind.

"It's really rude!" Wuyang said softly with a cold face. King Richard's face changed, and the high priest breathed a sigh of relief because of this.

Lu Xiu looked at the priest again, he was beautiful, but the cold sternness all over his body was really annoying.If her temperament were a little softer, like the one in her bed last night, it would be perfect.

Lu Xiuxiu stared at Wuyang, and suddenly saw that Wuyang raised his eyes and looked directly at him. His bright eyes did not show any intention of avoiding them, and there was reproach in his eyes.Lu Xiu smiled, did not speak, looked straight at him with flirtatious eyes, and exaggeratedly looked up and down his slender body, quite a bit determined not to stop until he got into the white clothes.

Wu Yang's expression froze, and he turned his head away with a disgusted frown.Lu Xiu also curled his mouth and retracted his aggressive gaze, what a chick!When the Dragon God was lying in the coffin coldly, it would be a waste for such a wonderful person to guard him all his life.Now that the Dragon God is back, how does this priest serve the god?As Lu Xiu thought about it, he felt more and more that Wuyang's white robe and serious expression were full of abstinence temptation, so he couldn't help but took a deep breath.

On the other hand, Cass walked with Teng Wu in the magnificent palace.The distance is not too short, but Teng Wu walked all the way, and he didn't mean to ride on the chariot.Cass didn't remind him, and suddenly felt that it was a rare thing for the two of them to walk quietly in the palace.

Because of Teng Wu's order, there was no long line of maids and servants behind him, and there were no guards in front to clear the way.The servants in the palace knelt down when they saw Cass and Teng Wu from a distance. Although Teng Wu frowned, he didn't bother to correct them.A world has a trajectory of the world, and the power of an individual is really small, even if it is a god.

Teng Wu thought, sighed, and he was still a god without the slightest divine power.Except for a stronger body, faster speed, and easier wound healing, there is nothing extraordinary about it.The only talent I discovered recently is dreaming, one real dream after another, so that Teng Wu had to give up the policy of indifference and look for stories from thousands of years ago, especially wanting to know the person who always looks at himself with deep eyes who is the person.

Fenghui Hall is located in the southeast corner of the entire palace, closest to the sea and the sacred mountain. Inside are portraits of the Canglong monarchs of the past dynasties.Seeing Cass, the servants stationed here graciously opened the door of the palace, and when they saw Teng Wu's face behind Cass, they knelt down again in a "plop plop".

Teng Wu stepped over Cass and walked in, only to see murals painted on the walls of the spacious hall, which seemed to be narrative poems, and the funny thing was that he was also in the paintings.Suddenly it turns into a blue dragon in the sky, and suddenly it falls to the ground holding a stick and guarding the gate.Teng Wu smiled, the people of Canglong Kingdom really regard their predecessor as wise and powerful!If they measure themselves by the same standard, they will probably be disappointed.

"His Majesty!"

"Huh?" Teng Wu turned around.

Cass originally wanted to remind Teng Wu that the portrait of Monarch Teng Wu was on the second floor of Fenghui Temple, but Teng Wu's smiling face made Cass' words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a while.Looking at himself with slender eyes, there is a smile on the corners of the eyes and brows, which is different from the chilling Yingwu who met for the first time, and the indifference and awkwardness of the day and night. It seems that at this moment, the Dragon God is living again in a living body.

For some reason, Teng Wu felt inexplicably relieved to be alone with Cass at this time.The normally serious prince rarely showed a lost expression. Teng Wu leaned over with a funny face, "What do you want to say to me?" Then he blinked, "It's only you and me here! Say something if you have something to say."

Cass was taken aback by the magnified handsome face of the dragon god, and he tried his best not to back away without losing his composure, but his seemingly calm posture was broken, and he stuttered a bit when he spoke, and ran out in a panic, "Here... And the monarchs of past dynasties..."

Teng Wu looked at Cass with wide eyes, and laughed "haha", "Yeah, and your grandpa's grandpa's grandpa's grandpa!"

Cass had recovered his sanity at this time, facing Teng Wu's smiling face, he said restrainedly, "The portrait of King Novi is on the second floor, right in the middle."

Yes, and King Norwe!Teng Wu put away his desire to tease Cass, flicked his clothes, and went upstairs.

After stepping on the last step, Teng Wu was stunned just as he stood firmly.Rows of portraits hung in circles on the wall of the main hall, but it was the portrait in the middle that directly attracted Teng Wu's attention.Wearing armor, holding a sharp knife, Bi Ni Shanhe's demeanor, and those deep eyes.

"Why did this happen?" The man looked at him with pain in his eyes, "Go to Xuanwu to find a way, don't they know the past and the future?"

"Xuanwu told me what the future is." Teng Wu bowed his head, feeling that he dared not look into the man's eyes anymore, "Believe me, this is the best result. Our next life..."

The man grabbed Teng Wu with his long arm and hugged Teng Wu violently. The gems adorning the dress on his body made Teng Wu's cheeks hurt, "I don't want the next life, I only want this life! It doesn't matter if it's one more year or one more day. I can't let you leave me like this! Absolutely not!"

Teng Wu didn't speak any more, and leaned against the man's arms, despite the pain, he hoped that he would hold his arms tighter, as if this could offset all the uneasiness.If there is still a chance, Teng Wu thought, if there is still a chance to meet, I must become stronger, I hope you will be weaker by then, and then I will protect you, and I will keep you...

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty!"

who is it?Teng Wu blinked, and found that he had walked in front of the portrait without knowing it, and turned to look at Cass, who was shocked.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Teng Wu frowned, "What's wrong with me?" As he said that, he felt something was wrong on his face, and when he reached out to touch it, it was full of tears.

Teng Wu was taken aback, as if he hadn't shed tears since he could remember.I still remember my father's cold words, "If you have time to cry, it's better to think about how not to bleed in the future!"

Teng Wu suddenly laughed, thinking that he had long since become an iron man without emotion, or did he become a god in this world, so he could really laugh and cry as he pleased?Gently flicking away the teardrops on his fingers, Teng Wu still had a faint smile on his mouth.

Cass watched Teng Wu's expression change, and an inexplicable sense of sadness rose in his heart. The sadness was like looking up at the statue for many years, or looking at the peaceful sleeping body, sad but powerless.

Teng Wu looked up again, and there was another portrait hanging next to the familiar King Novi, Dragon God?Own?Teng Wu secretly sighed.His own appearance, with an expression that he could never have, was so high-spirited and unscrupulous. The person in the painting lazily leaned on a stick and looked at the sea. The scepter in the high priest's hand was no different from a crutch to him.

This is indeed the person who can write "dragons are beasts".Teng Wuxin said, what an unreliable predecessor!

Teng Wu turned his head to look at the other portraits in the hall. Most of them were old monarchs accompanied by queens who were no longer young. It seemed that the youthfulness of the portraits indicated the longevity of the monarchs.

"Did King Nuowei die at such a young age?" Teng Wu asked suddenly.

Cass shook his head, "King Novi is the longest-lived monarch in history."

"Really?" Teng Wu glanced at the young body in the painting again, "Could it be that he painted his own portrait long ago?"

Cass thought for a while, "The history books do say that King Novi painted a portrait when he was in his prime."

"Smart!" Teng Wu commented, "At least what will be left to future generations is his most heroic moment."

Facing Teng Wu's unrespectful words, Cass pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Has King Novi changed his name?" Teng Wu asked again.

Cass shook his head blankly. It has been too long, and how many records have been lost in the millennium.Teng Wu sighed, Jialan was Nuowei.No matter how benevolent the dragon god passed down to later generations is, he also knows that all the efforts of his predecessor are just for one Jialan.

Teng Wu looked at them one by one in order, whether it was old or young faces, he could vaguely see the characteristics of the family.Standing in front of a portrait, Teng Wu turned to look at Cass again, "You look very much like your ancestor."

Cass looked at the portrait and said calmly, "This is King Bodi, the second wise monarch of the Canglong Dynasty, and the monarch who erected the statue of the Dragon God 700 years ago."

"Oh." Teng Wu took a closer look after hearing the words, and it turned out that it was the man who had passed down his appearance for hundreds of years, so that everyone in Gerryland could describe himself without hesitation.

Teng Wu looked at it one by one, and finally stood in front of a lonely portrait of the queen, with dark brown hair waving down, a small nose, beautiful lips, and dark blue eyes that were exactly the same shape as Cass .

"Who is this?" Teng Wu asked.

Cass took a deep breath, "This is my queen mother."

"It's a pity that such a dignified and beautiful queen died so young." Teng Wu asked, "Did you suffer from any illness?"

Looking up at the portrait of Queen Duran, Cass began to breathe rapidly, and said mysteriously, "It was the queen who exchanged her life for mine."

Teng Wu was silent for a long time without turning back, and said in a deep voice, "Then you have to cherish yourself, every breath you take is a gift from your mother, one person has to live for two, so you have to live more good."

Without waiting for Cass, Teng Wu turned around and went downstairs.It cannot be denied that at that moment, he thought of Teng Ning, even if it was for himself, Teng Ning would live well, live better!

Standing at the entrance of Fenghui Hall, the sky has already darkened, and the drum music from somewhere in the palace, far away, makes the quiet Fenghui Hall feel like another world.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Cass was already standing behind Teng Wu. Needless to say, Teng Wu knew that his emotions had calmed down. "What's that sound?" Teng Wu asked.

Cass returned to his original calm, "The banquet held to welcome His Majesty the Dragon God, all the princes and nobles are waiting for His Majesty's reception."

"Hmph!" Teng Wu curled his lips impatiently, "What do you think I am? Welcome guests?"

Cass didn't understand the meaning of "welcome" and didn't answer.

As Teng Wu walked in the direction he came from, he said to himself, it seems that this world has made him kind, and he has really become a god?