Beauty President's Super Berserker

Chapter 958 What is an emperor?
"Huh? That kid started thinking about the bronze tripod?"

The ancestor of the businessman was soaking in the hot spring with his eyes closed and resting his mind. He occupied a pool by himself, with only his head exposed, acting particularly comfortable.

The waiter's carefully brewed three fortresses are on hand. When you feel thirsty, you can take a big sip. These days are much more comfortable than retreating in the family.

For the battle just now, when he first came here, he paid special attention to it, but after realizing Su Sheng's potential, he changed his mind.

At such a young age, he comprehended the three major artistic conceptions. Such a character has a limitless future. Although he is still competitive at this age, he has long understood that false fame is more important than real benefits. , is not worth mentioning at all.

And if it's just an ordinary sparring, if he doesn't try his best, he really can't help Su Sheng.

What's more, even if they lose, the merchant will only lose some face, and there will be no substantial loss.

He silently wondered in his heart, which family's daughter was not betrothed except Shangliluo, and he didn't wake up until Su Sheng resonated with the bronze tripod.

"This tripod has been in our business for nearly 2000 years, but no one can see any secrets, and I don't know if this kid can see some tricks."

He had certain hopes for Su Sheng, because Su Sheng's Three Emperors Pao Fist had been practiced to the point of perfection, and he was almost able to comprehend the meaning of the boxing, enter the room and walk out of his own way.

And the bronze tripod is rumored to be related to the ancient emperor Donghuang Taiyi, a bit far-fetched, and there can be such a relationship between the two.

"Is that guy studying the bronze tripod? I hope he can solve the eternal mystery hidden in this tripod."

Shang Liluo also noticed this scene, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

She and Lan Yuling were sitting together in a corner of the big pool. Both of them came from famous families and had contacts on weekdays. Although they were not close friends, they still had some friendship.

Moreover, the two are of equal strength, and they are very comfortable together, unlike being with those whose cultivation level is inferior to their own, they always feel that the other party is a little trembling and can't let go.

For Su Sheng, Shang Liluo is very contradictory. It is not a problem to describe a young innate master as young and promising, but he is his own enemy. Well, he has repeatedly let the merchants lose face, isn't it? What is the enemy?
If a guy with less strength dared to provoke the merchants like this, grass would already be growing on his grave, but this guy was so strong that even his own ancestor couldn't hold back.

What embarrassed her the most was that the ancestor actually had the idea of ​​matching herself and Su Sheng. How could this be possible, the age difference between the two was more than ten years.

"Being able to resonate with the bronze tripod should be able to gain something."

As an innate qi practitioner, Lan Yuling's spiritual perception is much stronger than Shang Liluo's, so she can perceive more things.

In her spiritual perception, the bronze tripod seemed to be waking up from a deep sleep. The aura on Ding's body was getting stronger and stronger. It was just so weak that it was undetectable, and in a blink of an eye, it had reached the level of a Qi practitioner.

Moreover, there is almost no difference between this aura and Su Sheng's aura, but it is more pure, dominating the world, powerful in all directions, and submitting to the world, it is the aura of an emperor.

In the entire hotel, only these three people were aware of Su Sheng's abnormal movement, and the others seemed to be unaware of it. No, some people also felt a slight abnormality. I am worrying about gains and losses where I am, and I can't leave, so naturally I don't have the heart to care about other things.

"This pattern is actually moving!"

Su Sheng's eyes lit up, and he found that as the breath from the inside of the bronze tripod became stronger and stronger, the pattern on the tripod's body gradually changed.

The scene of thousands of people sacrificing to the sky, which was originally only solitary, unexpectedly moved, and Su Sheng's mind sank into it unconsciously.

In an instant, he seemed to have come to the age of ignorance, where everyone feared ghosts and gods and worshiped God.

On the vast land, an altar stood tall, and a middle-aged man dressed in animal skins stood on the altar, leading his people to worship God.

There is no yellow robe representing the throne, but no matter who it is, as long as they take a look at him, they will naturally understand that he is the emperor among these people. This is not because he is the only one standing on the high altar, but Because of his breath.

He dominates the world and is powerful in all directions. Although his clothes are no different from the people below him, but he has such an aura that makes people unconsciously want to surrender and bow down.

"All surrender, this is the emperor."

Su Sheng looked at the man standing motionless on the altar, and he felt this feeling in his heart.

The crowd below had solemn expressions on their faces, and they cast their bodies on the ground, and began to worship the gods, while the middle-aged man stood there motionless. From Su Sheng's perspective, the people below could be said to be offering sacrifices to the heavens, or It is offering sacrifices to people.

The man stood there, and the sky, the earth, and the people seemed to be perfectly integrated at this moment, frozen together.

Su Sheng instantly possessed himself on the man's body, and intercepted a trace of his thoughts—heaven and earth, I am the only one!

Eight words appeared in Su Sheng's mind, and in an instant, the energy in his body began to operate autonomously along a certain meridian that had never been opened up.

"Crack clap-"

There were bursts of visions in his body. It was the meridians that had been closed for many years were forcibly squeezed open, and a burst of severe pain hit. If it was someone else, I am afraid that he would have been in a panic and screamed out, but Su Sheng However, he didn't realize it, and the whole person was immersed in the scene just now.

What is the emperor?
Every emperor may have his own ideas.

Some people think that the benevolent is the emperor, while others think that the overlord is the emperor...

And the man in the tripod body picture also has his own understanding of the emperor.

In the sky and on the earth, I am the only one, this is the emperor, no, maybe they don't have the concept of the emperor.

……

"How can one be considered an emperor?"

Su Sheng asked himself in his heart, he knew that if he found the answer, he would definitely be able to comprehend the true meaning of the Three Emperors Pao Fist immediately, and condense his own strongest fist.

"Heaven and earth, for me alone? No, this is not my way."

Su Sheng shook his head, he didn't have the ambition to dominate the world, he just wanted to watch Tang Zijun live his life in style, er, maybe he should also add his eldest cousin, um, he seemed to be a bit reluctant to part with Meimei...

In an instant, Su Sheng thought of many things.

"What is an emperor? I think I am an emperor, so I will be an emperor!"

Su Sheng suddenly thought of this sentence, and his heart suddenly brightened.

(End of this chapter)