Terra's Magnetic Field

At that time, Wan Chou's right fingertips just touched the hilt of Tianlei's sword, and the electric current covering the surface of Tianlei rushed into his body, allowing him to sense the mystery hidden inside it...

"Oh? This feels like someone who knows the Scarlet Sky Sword... A similar feeling to my mother..." Before the image covered Wanchou's retina, a voice broke into Wanchou's brain.

The voice was gentle yet dignified, combining tyranny and benevolence. It was the voice of a great emperor.

"Mother?" Before Wanchou could think about what he had just said, he saw a towering figure with its back to him. At that moment, Wanchou felt insignificant for the first time.

Combining the past legends about the Heavenly Thunder Sword, Wan Chou could roughly estimate the true identity of this giant figure...

I'm afraid he is the third emperor of Yan State, the Emperor Ren who created the [Ultimate Thunder Method]

Ten thousand!!

"What are you still looking at?" The giant shadow turned sideways and stared at Wan Chou who was spying on him. The sight he shot out made Wan Chou feel dizzy. Then the two magic weapons in the real world flew off the ground as if they were sensing each other. It seemed that the giant shadow did not want these two magic weapons to fall into the hands of his descendants...

"Hahahahaha! Hahaha..." Wan Chou rubbed his face with the right hand that had just touched the Sky Thunder Sword, and then stopped laughing, "Wan Bai, are you so worried about this land? Even if you die, you have to leave a residual soul in the sky thunder! Are you so afraid of your descendants?"

It turns out that when Wan Bai cast the Sky Thunder, he not only injected his own power into it, but also attached his backup consciousness and part of his soul! No wonder this Sky Thunder is so [spiritual] compared to other magic weapons, because it is basically Wan Bai's [clone]! !

(Similar to Voldemort making Horcruxes, Wan Bai didn't know he would be reincarnated. He planned to use the thunderbolt to revive himself if something big happened later. As a result, his reincarnation in the past thousand years has solved all the world-destroying disasters...)

"Ah?! What on earth is godfather talking about..." Chen Huijie naturally couldn't understand the meaning of Wan Chou's words.

After Wan Chou learned the shocking truth, he was not angry because his ancestors were on guard against him, but was even more delighted. If the legendary Emperor Wan Bai really came back to life and returned to this land, then he would have a chance to compete with the legend! This is absolutely great news for a warrior who loves fighting.

Therefore, Wan Chou would not bother to catch the thunder now, and would just let it develop freely. Even if Wan Bai wanted to compete with him for the position of emperor after resurrection, it didn't matter, because he, Wan Chou, was a person with [absolute confidence]!

He is absolutely confident that he has the power to maintain his position. Even if Wan Baizhen is resurrected, he is confident that he can send him to the underworld again! !

"Hehe~ The dead myth is resurrected? In the future, more and more powerful people will join the battlefield. This world is really getting more and more interesting~" Wan Chou put his hands behind his back, and he used the power of magnetic field to smooth out his messy hair, and regained the composure that an emperor should have.

"Foster father... those two weapons flew away..." Chen Huijie said to Wanchou, but Wanchou didn't care at all. "Let the things that fly away go. Since they don't want to fall into my hands, I won't force them. After all, the best magic weapon is the one that suits you."

Wanchou walked towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance while talking. Chen Huijie asked again:

"Then godfather, where are we going now?"

"Huijie," Wanchou sighed, "don't you feel anything at all?"

"Feel?"

"Yes, I feel that your heart is too sharp, and your world only consists of yourself. This makes you focus on externalizing your strength, and you are not good at perceiving others. This will harm you sooner or later."

"Godfather, do you mean there are other people nearby?" Chen Huijie understood Wan Chou's words.

"Yes, it's on the snowy mountain a few kilometers away. Let's walk slowly according to our feelings. Sometimes taking a detour is also a shortcut."

"Godfather, do you want me to stop relying too much on magnetic field power?"

"You're so smart, Huijie. I admire you even more."

"How nice it would be if you were really my daughter..."

That’s all for today.

Postscript: Speaking of "Martial God", there has always been a saying that part of Zhengbai's soul resides in the world. After the world returned to Xiebai's hands, the plot of Zhengbai taking over Xiebai began to appear. In the end, Xiebai fought Zhengbai in the spiritual world... Similarly, the consciousness of Xiaoer may remain in Lambda Blade. If it is returned to the sheath later, a bunch of people will fight for sovereignty in his mind. Den-O is not feeling it.

Volume 308: Chapter Chapter Grandma

"Hey! Ha! Wow!" A 17-18-year-old girl was showing off her boxing skills in the luxurious Yan country courtyard. She had a delicate appearance, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. She would grow up to be a heroic beauty, just like her great-grandmother.

The girl's punch shook off the snow on the trees dozens of meters away, but the snow scattered without damaging the branches and leaves; her kick split the pool not far away, but the water cracked without dispersing.

She achieved all of this without mobilizing the power of the magnetic field, which shows that her control over the power has reached an astonishing level.

"Okay~", followed by crisp applause, a tall woman in her early twenties walked behind the girl. Just by looking at her blonde hair and the black-gold horns on her head, one could tell her identity. She was the old Heavenly Master "Lin" of Simuitai, who was feared by Yan Country.

Her name is unknown to later generations, and everyone in the clan calls her "Grandma" to indicate her absolute status in the family.

Now girls also call like this:

“Grandma, Qingyan didn’t notice you coming! How rude…”, the girl said and then she knelt on one knee to salute the great-grandma. Every movement was meticulous, it was not like she was speaking to an elder, but more like she was speaking to the monarch.

The big families in Yan country are all so formal and fussy, and rules must not be neglected in the slightest. This is the kind of education that girls receive from childhood.

"Qingyan, you are my most beloved junior, why are you so restrained? This is not normal..." Although Lin sighed, he did not deny this behavior.

She felt conflicted, on the one hand she felt that too many rules had caused a cold relationship among her clansmen, but on the other hand she enjoyed the power these rules brought her, allowing her to keep a firm grip on everything in the family.

The eldest daughter of the Northern Family, who was once unpopular, has now become the person with the second highest authority in Yan, second only to the Emperor. Her heart is gradually sinking into this...

I wonder what Wan Bai would think when he saw this... He would definitely not blame his disciple, right? Because he understands people's desire for power, and only a few people with a dead heart can resist that temptation.

In daily life, Lin would use her strength to shrink her huge body, but even so, she was now more than two meters tall. Standing in front of the seven or eight-year-old Qing Yan, she looked like a giant god, which was intimidating.

"Qing Yan, you are the one I love the most among the younger generations in the family," Lin mentioned this again, as if to emphasize her importance to Qing Yan, "I can see the shadow of my past from the way you practice martial arts. I believe that all elders in the world will love younger generations like themselves more."

"Grandma, have you said this to Uncle Jiu before?" Qing Yan looked at Lin with eyes wide open. The purity and innocence in her eyes made Lin's eyes drift unconsciously. This old Taoist priest who was always upright and dignified outside was actually stumped by a question from a junior.

Maybe she just felt guilty...

"Yes..." Lin admitted after a few seconds of silence, "I did say this to Jiuer before. He was still a very good child at that time. He handled everything very well. I had hoped that he could inherit my position..."

"So did Uncle Jiu disappoint you?" Qing Yan asked again.

"Not that thorough yet." Lin looked toward the north blankly. Her sight seemed to be able to cross hundreds of kilometers. "If he can complete the tasks I assigned him and cut off the wrong emotions, he will still be my "good son" and I will still have high hopes for him."

"What if Uncle Nine doesn't have it?"

"Qingyan,

You are too straightforward, this is not good." Lin's tone changed from gentle to severe. Maybe she was beginning to dislike Qing Yan's questioning, or maybe she couldn't answer Qing Yan's questions...

Lin glanced down, Qing Yan shut up and lowered his head, and she continued:

"Qing Yan, no matter whether Jiuer disappoints me this time or not, you must never disappoint me in the future... You should know that I, your great grandma, hate disobedient children the most. You must never do anything to make your great grandma sad in the future..."

"do you understand?"

"Yes..." Qing Yan lowered his head and answered mechanically.

After hearing this reply, Lin still felt that it was inappropriate. She frowned and scolded:

"Why do I sense hesitation in your words? Qingyan, it seems that your determination is not enough..."

"Yes!" Qing Yan had no choice but to yell again upon seeing this. This time her voice resounded throughout the entire courtyard, reaching the other side of the tall wall and then bouncing back, continuing to echo.

"Okay! Hahaha!" Lin got a satisfactory answer.

It is not difficult to understand why she was so respectful to her great-grandmother at the beginning.

The younger generation only needs to accept the [care] of the elders and not take this care as a capital for [being presumptuous]. This is the rule of the big families of Yan Country... (Wan Bai: Damn! How did Yan Country become like this? Lin! What are you doing?)

Suddenly, several bolts of lightning flashed across the clear sky, followed by a roar that reached the ground. Lin looked toward the north again, because the feeling coming from that direction was familiar to her...

"Master... it feels like Master... he still seems very unhappy..."

Then a bolt of lightning struck the ground, cracking the exquisite stone brick floor of the courtyard. In the lightning, Lin vaguely saw a familiar figure, and she screamed in shock:

"Wow! Master!"

Oh... this is something that I don't understand...

The smoke and dust cleared, revealing a golden sword stuck in the crack of the floor tiles. After seeing it clearly, Lin heaved a sigh of relief, followed by two chuckles, "Haha~"

"What did I think it was? It turned out to be thunder from the sky..."

"Eh?! No... Why would Tianlei come back at this time? Where's Jiuer?!"

Lin, who sensed something was wrong, immediately raised her hand to absorb the thunder. But when she grasped the hilt of the sword, she felt nothing, neither Jiu'er nor her master...

"Nonsense..." Lin gritted his teeth, "Damn it! Could it be that Gui Xinlin killed my Jiuer?! She is so cruel! This revenge must be avenged!"

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"Gua!!!!" Lin's roar spread throughout the Yan Kingdom, and she immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and flew towards the north...

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It has been ten days. Dao'er has been alone in the cave, surviving only on the things Gui Xinlin left behind in the cave before he left.

Before leaving, Gui Xinlin repeatedly told him not to leave the cave, and not to rush out even if there was no movement outside. If she did not come back after half a month, he should escape from the other side of the cave.

On the fifth day, all the rations were eaten, but Dao'er could barely survive with the strength he had now; after the seventh day, the firewood in the cave burned out and there was no longer any means of heating, but Dao'er, who had swallowed the dragon's heart, only had to curl up in the cave to avoid freezing to death.

The bad experiences in childhood have endowed Daoer with tenacious vitality and strong physique, allowing him to survive in this extreme environment. Should he thank his mother now?

Dao'er wrapped the dried clothes around himself, and the hot air he exhaled condensed into a white mist in the cold air, which turned into frost when it hit the ground. Although it was warmer inside the cave than outside, the temperature was still more than ten degrees below zero.

From time to time, violent tremors and deafening noises were heard from outside. Occasionally, a roar like a volcanic eruption mixed with heat waves rushed into the cave. The thunder like a punishment from heaven shook the ground and rocks on the cave fell from time to time.

What was going on outside, who his mother was fighting, these knives were not interested. If Gui Xinlin won, he would still have to live this kind of life; if Gui Xinlin lost or died, the one who defeated her might not pay attention to him and let him fend for himself here, or might even kill him completely.

It seemed that he would not have a good ending no matter what, and death was the best outcome, which was too cruel for a seven or eight-year-old child.

This land is like this, and has always been like this.

There is no place that is beautiful at all. In this desolate, cold, and cruel land, any light and warmth will be blown away by the cold wind, and any kindness and justice will be shattered by the crazy reality... This is Dao'er's impression of this land. Maybe it's just because he is too young and his view of things is too one-sided, or it may be that he is pure and has seen through everything... (What young Batman? So dark)

Just half an hour ago, the noise outside stopped and the fighting spirit faded, but Gui Xinlin hadn't come back yet. Did she die together with her opponent? It stands to reason that someone as easily excited as Gui Xinlin should have a strong sense of consciousness at the moment of death, but Dao'er didn't feel anything, as if the two warring parties had suddenly [disappeared] from this world.

No matter what, Dao'er decided to do as Gui Xinlin said. He would not act rashly before the outcome was clear. It was this rare caution that kept him alive until now.

Then he sensed a strange presence several kilometers away. It felt like neither his mother nor the other

The one that appeared before is a new guy.

At this point, Dao'er stood up alert, ready to move at any time...

That’s all for today.

Postscript: What a great event of the six kingdoms enthroning prime ministers

Volume 309: Chapter Chapter The Evil Fate Under the Wheel Fist

"The life I sensed is in this cave," Wanchou looked at the deep cave entrance. He put away the power he used to detect. Why? He could have seen through the entire mountain, but he stopped just when he was about to know the answer...

Maybe he just wanted to discover the truth with his own eyes. Life always needs some surprises.

"Who is in this cave? Are there other masters watching the battle? No... I didn't sense any strong power. The life gave me a very weak feeling, just like..."

While he was thinking, a figure rushed out of the cave and kicked Wan Chou fiercely. The guy was so fast that Chen Huijie, who was standing by, had no time to react. The young girl only felt:

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"Ah! Who is that? What kind of [expert] is this?!"

But the speed that was frighteningly fast for Chen Huijie was still slow for Wan Chou. The emperor calmly grabbed the attacker's kicking leg and dissolved the attack into nothingness without any effort.

"What? A kid?" Wan Chou threw the boy with black eyes and black hair back into the cave.

The boy rolled a few times in the cave and quickly jumped up from the ground. His deep red pupils shone brightly in the darkness, and he stared at the two [uninvited guests] at the entrance of the cave warily.

"Oh~ How interesting," Wanchou recalled the force of the kick just now, "I never thought a 17 or 18-year-old kid could have the damn ninth-level strength! It seems this kid's talent is no less than Huijie and her sister!"

"What?!" Chen Huijie was also surprised after hearing this. She didn't expect that the guy whose body movements amazed her just now was just a kid who was about the same age as her but whose cultivation was higher than her!

This made her jealous, because she knew there were children in the world who were younger than her sister Tallulah but had similar strength to her sister!

"Nonsense! Damn it..." Chen Huijie looked into the cave again with some hatred in his eyes.

"This kid is a Luper, but his black eyes and red pupils are the characteristics of the Huo Lin clan. It is said that other members of the Huo Lin clan were killed when Gui Xinlin went crazy. Then who is this kid?" Wan Chou speculated on the identity of the child opposite him. He did not intend to scan the other's brain directly for the time being, but reasoned with a playful attitude.

Then he shouted to Chen Huijie playfully:

"Huijie, go!"

"Ah?!" Chen Huijie was stunned at first, then she understood what her adoptive father meant. He wanted to see her performance! How could she miss this rare opportunity? She immediately stabbed into the cave like a sharp arrow, raised her right fist and rushed towards the little wolf in the cave!

This punch of hers was not ordinary, it was full of mysteries, and it was clearly the representative unique skill passed down from generation to generation by the royal family of Yan State:

【Dragon Slaying Fist】!!!

That's right! In the three months since Wan Chou adopted Chen Huijie as his adopted daughter, in addition to basic training, he also taught her two or three self-defense moves. Now Wan Chou wants to see the results of Chen Huijie's training. Anyway, the person on the other side is just a child, just right to be his adopted daughter's sparring partner. After they are done making trouble, he will ask about the boy's identity.

Ba Jue's fist was full of murderous intent as he struck Dao'er! How could Dao'er resist?

Can't resist

So the knife dodged directly, and the little wolf used its agility to dodge Chen Huijie's fist. Chen Huijie's powerful killing move missed, and her fist slammed heavily on the stone wall behind her, drilling through the entire stone wall! Shattered!

When the stone wall shattered, the entire snow mountain was shaking! (Why didn't it avalanche? The answer is that Wanchou is using his strength to stabilize the mountain and transform this place into an arena that can withstand fights between strong men. What Captain Qinglong...)

The fragments of the stone wall first shattered like ceramics, and then turned into stone powder and drifted in the cold wind! It can be seen how terrifying the killing power of this move is, and it can also be seen that Chen Huijie really wants to kill Dao'er!

But can she do it?

I don't know if it's fate, but the benevolent Dark Emperor and the emperor God of War, people with these two powerful destinies will always meet invisibly and become enemies of each other. It seems that war is an established fact that they cannot escape.