Clash Of The Sword Titans

When the beautiful woman left with a group of palace ladies, Qu Haijiao lowered his head and shouted with all his strength, "Gong Niang Niang!" After a long time, he didn't lift up until the slight tremor of his body gradually stopped. In the eyes, the old face trembled fiercely, and a sullen expression flashed under his eyes.

"Foster father."

A young **** standing far away came over and said angrily to Qu Haijiao: "The Qing concubine is getting more and more excessive. If you didn't have your support these years, how could she have the status it is today?"

Such a rebellious thing, any **** who has been in the palace for many years can't speak it out. But this little guy who was less than fourteen or five years old obviously didn't take any care of it. Instead, he really meant to feel wronged for Qu Haijiao.

Qu Haijiao looked at him and said lightly: "Guiwu, how many years have you been with me?"

The little **** froze, and then respectfully said: "I have been following my foster father since I was sent to the palace at the age of five, and it has been ten years."

He paused, then added: "Even the name Qu Guiwu was given to me by your foster father."

"Ten years." Qu Haijiao was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Do you know how many righteous sons I have before you?"

This time, the **** named Qu Guiwu did not answer.

As eunuchs in the dynasty, especially the old eunuchs with high authority like Qu Haijiao, most of them would accept a few godsons. One is to cultivate his own power, with a few eyeliners, and it is convenient to do things in the palace. Secondly, I just want to pass on my own mantle, so that I don't have any successors of what I have learned.

Because unless it is a special case of entering the palace after being quite old, most eunuchs will not have the opportunity to continue their blood. Therefore, they will choose some qualified eunuchs from the newly entered palace and recognize them as their sons and apprentices.

An old **** like Qu Haijiao who has been in the palace for so many years is naturally impossible to have only one or two godsons.

But Qu Guiwu had never seen anyone else, as if the godson of his foster father was only himself. Although he knew it was impossible, he never asked this question.

"You are my eighth godson." Finally, Qu Haijiao gave the answer, and the meaning behind this answer made Qu Guiwu suddenly feel cold in his hands and feet.

Qu Haijiao glanced at him deeply, "Do you want to know where all the seven brothers in front of you have gone?"

Qu Guiwu did not speak.

He is a little thin body, shaking like chaff at the moment, if it weren't for knowing that his foster father hates kneeling himself, he wants to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"The first three, because of their good strength, were sent by the Qing concubine empress to perform tasks and died in the hands of others. The latter three died in some struggles in the palace..."

With slightly muddy eyes, Qu Haijiao looked at Qu Guiwu: "As for the last one, he is just like you, with excellent talent and clever man. If nothing happens, the future will surely surpass my realm and become a palace. The most powerful minister. It’s a pity that he, just like you, said something wrong and was killed by myself."

When Qu Guiwu heard this, he couldn't help the fear in his heart anymore, and knelt on the ground begging for mercy: "Foster father for your life! The child knows it is wrong!"

Qu Haijiao didn't look at him, but said with a bit of sadness: "I am old, and I have not been able to break through the clear and secluded realm. I have run out of life. I don't have the time to train a son."

Speaking of this, Qu Haijiao suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand to help Qu Guiwu up.

Qu Guiwu's legs are no longer strong enough, and the weight of his entire body rests on Qu Haijiao's hands, afraid to look into the eyes of his foster father.

"This is the first time you have made a mistake. The adoptive father can forgive you." Qu Haijiao's voice was flat, and he couldn't hear the slightest happiness or anger, but at the moment when he said the last word, he suddenly turned sharp: "In the palace, you and me They are all slaves! Talking about the master and son behind your back can’t be the same. If there is another time, the adoptive father can only personally send you to accompany your seven brothers!"

Qu Guiwu was so frightened that he burst into tears, and even warm liquid came out from under his body.

Qu Haijiao didn't dislike it. He hugged him in his arms and gently patted his back and said: "Being a slave, you must be careful, be careful... be careful. Because only by being careful can you survive, and there is nothing in this world. Nothing is more important than being alive."

"Remember?"

Qu Gui Wuyaguan trembled, but persisted in answering: "Baby...baby...remember!"

Qu Haijiao smiled miserably, let go of his hand, and said kindly: "Go and wash, I will meet later, let me see the world."

Qu Gui Wu Rumeng was amnesty, and walked away.

But Qu Haijiao was still standing on the spot, his long white eyebrows swaying in the wind, he raised his head, looked at the tallest palace in the distance, and muttered: "Mother, your Majesty is about to cross that threshold, you What's the hurry?"

With a slight sigh, Qu Haijiao took a slow pace and walked towards the palace.

...

In the carriage.

Lu Li and Ge Xinyue sat facing each other.

Neither of them spoke.

On the contrary, Lu Li opened the curtain from time to time, looking at the huge palace gate that was getting closer and closer, making a contemplative gesture.

Seeing this, Ge Xinyue smiled and said, "Very nervous?"

"Sister Ge joked, that is your Majesty of the Holy Kingdom, or one of the most powerful Grand Master Mingyou in the entire world, how can you not be nervous?" Lu Li didn't hide it, and smiled very calmly.

"Although your Majesty controls the entire Heaven-Swallowing Holy Kingdom, it is not one of the most powerful compared to this world." Ge Xinyue slowly said: "There is still a **** of sight above Mingyou, step into it. Only when you see a god, you can call it a heavenly man. The martial artist's cultivation is endless, and the strongest word is easy to say, but if you want to put it before your name, how many people in the world can do it?"

Lu Li seldom heard Ge Xinyue say so many things in one breath, and couldn't help saying: "It seems that Sister Ge also has her own stubbornness in practice."

Ge Xinyue looked at him with a faint smile, "If you step on the road of a martial artist, if you don't even have the enthusiasm to climb, how can you talk about competing with the world?"

Of course Lu Li could hear her ridicule, but he didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, after thinking about it for a while, he seriously asked, "Sister Ge, what kind of scenery is it like to see the realm of God?"

He had seen Mu Ningqiu open up the You Mansion and promoted to Ming You.

There have been too many descriptions of this world's default grandmaster realm. As for the higher level of seeing God, Lu Li only heard of his name, and had never seen anyone talk about it.

There will inevitably be curiosity in my mind.

"Seeing God..." Ge Xinyue hesitated, took a deep look at Lu Li, or opened his mouth to explain: "Do you know there is a Netherworld in the world?"

"Of course, after death, people will return to the netherworld."

Lu Li nodded.

He had known this for a long time, and he had a hint of inquiring about the location similar to the "underworld". After all, in this world of martial arts and gods, the legend of the netherworld is not necessarily false. Human beings can control even the primordial spirit. The return of the soul after death is certainly not a rumor.

It was only later that he discovered that with the power of the martial artist, even if he reached the realm of Mingyou, he could only'see' Netherworld, but could not influence it at all, and gradually dispelled the meaning of exploring the Netherworld.

"This world is very vast. The True Martial Realm we are in is actually just a huge continent. Once there was a powerful warrior who traversed the entire True Martial Realm and went to the outside world, bringing back a piece of news."

Ge Xinyue slowly said: "Besides Zhenwu, it is the King's Court of the Four Seas. Some of them claim to be the people of the Upper Realm. Netherworld is one of the Upper Realms. In a more popular way, the upper realm is strong. Among them is the existence of'God'."

"The so-called seeing the gods is the martial arts cultivation base that can sit on an equal footing with these powerful men."

At this point, Ge Xinyue didn't continue speaking, but watched Lu Li said, "Is it suddenly a little desperate?"

Lu Li returned to his senses and was silent for a while before saying: "In other words, when we martial artists have cultivated to see the gods, are they really just the starting point for those'gods'?"

Ge Xinyue nodded, acquiescing to this statement.

When she learned the truth that year, she was too shocked to speak. The concepts established over the years collapsed and almost couldn't maintain the bravery of warriors.

The martial artist has worked hard for decades, or even hundreds of years, to achieve the God Realm, but he has an equal starting point with the so-called "Upper Realm".

Just think about it and you will know how desperate news this is.

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