Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Above the boundless sky, the situation changes.

Looking closely, the old man's face was constantly changing.

The expressions of surprise and ecstasy were clearly revealed.

Suddenly there was a burst of thunder and cranes, the old man's face disappeared, and a dusty seed appeared, falling inconspicuously.

The little Martial God removed the golden shield and walked towards the landing point of that seed.

After a while, the seed fell to the ground and transformed into a short figure, shrouded in hazy gray light.

When the little Martial God approached, the gray light immediately dissipated, revealing the old man's wrinkled face.

"Who gave it to you?!" the old man said coldly, but the joy in his eyes was hard to conceal.

"It doesn't matter who gave it to me. What matters is, can you release it for me in exchange for it?"

The little Martial God held the green branch in his hand and waved it gently in front of the old man.

At the same time, the old man's eyes swayed along with the green branches.

"It can be released, but you must explain its origin!"

The old man came back to his senses and said, with a hint of unforgettable hatred in his eyes.

"I want to know which bastard stole my natal tree root!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wushen shrugged and made the sign of three.

"Sir Red?!"

The old man's expression was surprised at first, and then became cruel.

"It turns out it's this kid... I should have thought of it earlier! He stole my precious lifeblood and must have used it to raise thousands of poisonous insects! Damn it!"

"puff!"

Jiutian Xuannv behind her couldn't hold back, covering her mouth and laughing.

"Little girl, are you laughing at me?"

The old man turned his head and glared angrily. Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his face showed an annoyed look.

The little Martial God came out in time to smooth things over, approached the old man, handed him the green branch directly, and whispered:

"Old Gou Liu, don't say I don't give you face, I have put in a lot of effort to help you get back this life tree root!"

The old man calmly took the branch and stuffed it into his sleeves carefully. At this time, his expression softened slightly and he whispered:

"You brat, don't do this with me! I won't talk nonsense to you. Since you returned my treasure, of course it's okay to let it go. The worst that can happen is that you will be condemned by heaven. However, when it comes to breaking through the Cliff Tower... you really Have you thought it through?"

Xiao Wushen nodded, with a determined look on his face.

"This broken tower has been standing for so many years, and it's time to fall. Besides, how long has Zuyuan imprisoned us? In these countless years, no martyr has dared to do this. Since you don't dare, then let me crush it with my own hands. Break the damn rules of heaven!"

The old man sighed softly when he heard the words, knowing that he could not shake Xiao Wushen's belief, so he could only wave his hands helplessly and said:

"Those who have gained the Tao will have many help, but those who have lost the Tao will have few. How difficult is it to go against the will of heaven? I can only help you on this level. Those guys above are irrational and have perverse temperaments. You must not be careful!"

After finishing speaking, the old man did not wait for the little Martial God to answer, but turned around, transformed into gray light, and escaped into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Wushen walked back to the team, silently raised his head, and looked at the boundless sky.

After a while, the willow branches hanging above everyone's heads began to rise upward.

The willow leaves were blown by the force of the wind. This action seemed to be a celebration, the joy of returning to the embrace of the tree trunk.

When the willow branches wildly retracted to the end of the horizon, the huge withered willow tree began to tremble.

First there was a startling sound between heaven and earth, and then another green light appeared in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, dense green light bloomed from the tree trunks, enveloping the majestic vitality and filling the world.

The originally barren land was suddenly filled with vitality.

Those vital mist made everyone bathed in the green light feel refreshed.

As time went by, the green light became more and more prosperous, and finally broke through the boundaries between heaven and earth, restoring life to this world.

What follows is a refreshing fragrance.

The little Valkyrie closed his eyes, moved his nose slightly, raised his head, opened his mouth, and took a deep breath.

The cool air flows down the respiratory tract and eventually disperses in the intestines and stomach.

He mobilized the Tao power in his body to avoid obstacles, allowing this strong feeling to be completely released.

This feeling, this scene, this feeling, this feeling.

However, the face of a beautiful girl suddenly appeared in his mind.

The familiar face of Cheng Ping smiled at him at this moment.

"Ping'er..." He seemed to be murmuring.

This sweet memory that tortured him repeatedly finally turned into a clear stream and flowed through his soul.

The tears fell inadvertently and hit the resurrected earth, causing a heart-breaking pain.

His eyes were blurred and he kept mumbling:

"Wait for me...wait for me...wait for me!"

The terrifying coercion at the semi-saint level was released from his body.

Along with the fluctuations in emotions, the breath coming out is also rising continuously.

Everyone looked at Little Martial God in surprise, but the Dao realm clone smiled.

The shackles that had been sealed for countless years finally melted away silently under the wash of the stream.

first course.

Second way.

The third way.

Even the remnants of that stubborn illness were now reduced to pure Tao power.

Like nourishment, the power released after the shackles were broken was continuously fed to the little Martial God.

When the uncontrollable pressure reached its limit, the Dao realm clone suddenly raised his hand and unleashed a burst of original Dao power.

They flowed into Little Martial God's seven orifices, gradually returning his disordered mood to normal.

At the same time as the change ended, a green branch poked out from the sky and extended all the way to the earth.

The green willow trees branched and intertwined with each other, eventually forming a staircase to the sky.

The willow tree opened the way for them, and the way forward was now visible.

Xiao Wushen looked at his hands, sighed a little melancholy, and then took the lead to climb the stairs without saying a word.

Regret and hope coexist, contradictory yet fascinating.

Everyone followed closely behind, and the Dao Realm clone turned back and glanced lightly, and then embarked on the journey to climb the tower.

At the end of the horizon, the old man's face appeared on the huge tree trunk.

He looked at the backs of the six people walking away, and finally fixed his gaze on the Dao Realm clone.

Pure Tao body, untainted Tao heart!

Except for Jiutian Xuannv, in this uniform half-saint team, only Tao realm clones put great pressure on the old man.

"With this guy here, maybe that brat can capture Zuyuan in one fell swoop! But then, where should I go?"

The sad and confused old voice echoed in this brand-new world.

The branches of the willow tree hang down in curves, and the leaves of the willow tree sway in the wind.

What exactly is at the end of the road?

Who knows...