Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"What exactly did you see in that sea of ​​blood?" the Dao realm clone asked coldly.

The little Martial God trembled all over, and the look in his eyes was flashing. He stayed where he was and did not get up, nor did he answer immediately.

He is hesitating.

Master Wuchao raised his eyebrows. It seemed that there was something interesting about the little Martial God that interested the Tao Realm clone.

The Taoist avatar's speech has always been mysterious and unpredictable, but every word is full of profound meanings and hidden secrets, which are worthy of Master Wuchao's attention.

For a long time, the little Martial God didn't reply. The Dao Realm clone stared at him intently for a while, then suddenly sighed, waved his hands casually, and said:

"If you don't want to say it, then forget it and get up."

"Thank you, Lord."

Little Valkyrie stood up slowly, like a child who had done something wrong, burying his head deeply so that no one could see his expression.

Master Wuchao couldn't guess what Xiao Wushen was thinking, but looking at the meaningful expression on the Taoist clone's face, he could probably guess some of the content.

Apart from the Mysterious Realm of Heavenly Dao, the only ones that can be associated with the Little Martial God are the first generation.

Regarding the countless secrets of the first generation, Master Wuchao only had a partial understanding of them from the few words of the young Martial God.

That is, some sporadic information, but it gave Master Wuchao an incomparable shock.

The emergence of talented people and strangers in large numbers, the unheard-of holy land or the dead realm, the so-called existence beyond the saints - the Wuhua, all of these prove that it was a magnificent era.

Compared with the current second generation, which is exhausted and extremely depressed, Master Wuchao is fascinated by everything about the first generation.

If I could be born in that era, even if the Tao disappears and the body dies in that supreme calamity, there will be no regrets in this life...

With his mind racing, Master Wuchao looked at the Taoist clone, and a smile appeared on his lips inadvertently.

If this generation can follow such gods and men to uncover those ancient and distant years and carry out the magnificent task of breaking through the shady curtain of the Three Realms, it will not be in vain to endure many disasters.

The rainbow finally appears after the storm. It may be very late, but as long as you persist, it will eventually come to you.

"The reason that caused you to become possessed before was that countless broken memories were mixed together, and after your deliberate search, violent chaos arose." The Dao Realm clone said suddenly.

He poked Xiao Wushen's chest vigorously and ordered word by word:

"Don't look for 'it' again unless necessary. Do you understand?"

The little Martial God slowly raised his head, and at some point, his face was filled with tears. Two deep tear marks reflected his cold and ruthless face, and he looked awkward and inexplicably sad.

After a long pause, he nodded numbly.

Master Wuchao's jaw was so frightened that he almost dropped his jaw.

In terms of age alone, Xiao Wushen is an unknown number of thousands of years older than the Dao realm clones and him combined.When dealing with him before, he either looked cold or he suddenly became crazy.

Can such an old monster cry?It really shocked Master Wuchao!

The reaction of the Dao Realm clone seemed a bit dull. He patted the little Martial God on the shoulder as if understanding, and comforted him in a broad voice:

"Things related to your memory, although torture, will be of great help to you in unlocking the third shackles. You know, the third shackles in your body cannot be interfered by foreign objects, so I can't take action. Everything You have to get through it all on your own, and you have to be open-minded.”

The little Martial God lowered his eyelids, and with a casual touch, golden light flashed, and the tears and tear stains on his face were evaporated into smoke and dispersed in the wind.Then, he said in a deep voice with that extremely hoarse voice:

"Lord, I know that you have the ability to deduce the past and the future, so I would like to please answer me a question."

"Say."

"Why did the elders of my family put these shackles on me when I was born? And why, at the end of the first generation, when the supreme calamity came, they temporarily released them for me, allowing me to be with you. What about a battle between the ten demons and gods?"

After asking the question, Xiao Wushen stared directly at the Dao realm clone, his eyes flashing with a breathtaking look, and his expression also showed a look of extreme thirst for answers.

When the Tao realm clone heard the words, his expression was as usual, but the original "Tao" power wandering in the space fluctuated extremely covertly.

He looked directly into Xiao Wushen's eyes, rubbed his fingers gently, and squeezed out four words from his mouth:

"Change the question."

Xiao Wushen frowned, his expression became a little crazy, and he was about to speak, but the Taoist clone grabbed his neck and pulled him in front of him. The tips of their noses touched, and the Taoist clone's eyes The light suddenly became cold and he growled darkly:

"I said, let you change the question!"

At this time, the wind blew up, and all the original "Tao" power wandering in the field retracted into the body of the Tao realm clone.

Seeing this, Master Wuchao secretly smacked his tongue. He didn't dare to speak without authorization in such a situation, let alone when the Taoist clone was angry.

Outside of battle, Dao realm clones would occasionally show a bit of displeasure, but never like now, where the whole person's emotions seemed a little uncontrollable.

Although it is Zhu Houzhao's body that controls the consciousness of the Dao realm clone, even so, it seems too abnormal.

The reasons for this are all due to the little Martial God in front of him who wants to pursue unknown answers.

As an outsider, Master Wuchao naturally sees things much more clearly than Little Martial God.

The Dao realm clone has such an attitude, maybe... it's not because he doesn't want to tell Xiao Wushen the truth, but because he can't!

The little Martial God stared blankly at the Dao Realm clone for a long time. Finally, he was defeated, turned his eyes to the other side, and said helplessly:

"Subordinates should not offend. Just listen to your Majesty. Just change the question."

"very good."

The Dao realm clone let go of his hand, and there were five red marks on the little Martial God's neck.

With the strength of his body, he was stunned to get five scars from being pinched. It can be imagined that the force exerted by the Taoist clone was huge.

Xiao Wushen adjusted his emotions and then asked another question that he was confused about:

"How can I suppress 'it'? Or...what can I do to drive 'it' out again?"

Fortunately, this question did not cause any more emotional changes in the Dao Realm clone. He paused for a moment. Billions of stars were born and died in his eyes. The cycle went on and on. The energy between heaven and earth was attracted to this small piece of land. within space.

After a long time, the Taoist clone closed his eyes and said slightly tiredly:

"Sometimes losing is not necessarily a bad thing, and vice versa. Most people can't bear the gift beyond their acceptance range. The return of 'it' is not a bad thing for you, and you don't need to worry, just accept it with peace of mind That’s it.”