Martial Emperor Zun

Chapter 569 [570] It's hell, it's also heaven!

There have long been rumors in this hell barracks that there is the Qing Emperor's tomb deep in the holy tomb.But no one has ever been able to find the Qing Emperor's tomb in the holy tomb. There are indeed very few strong people who have entered the holy tomb, but nothing can last without a trace. Countless years have accumulated, and the number of strong people who have entered the holy tomb is also a number that cannot be ignored However, no one has ever received the Qing Emperor's inheritance, and no one has found the illusory mausoleum.

Over time, this rumor seemed to have become a joke, and even Lin Chu was noncommittal.

But many times, fate will always poke your head out the moment you turn around, and then give you a blow to the head.

The Qing Emperor's Mausoleum is really inside the holy tomb.

It is not difficult to imagine how the barracks would react if this news spread.A small butterfly flaps its wings, and sometimes the consequences are beyond imagination. It spreads from the barracks and radiates to the entire [-]th floor of hell.

Lin Chu's eyes were erratic, and he stared straight at Kan Que. He wanted to see even a hint of dodge in the latter's eyes, but in fact, the latter's eyes were very calm.After a long time, he suppressed the trembling in his heart and smiled wryly, "This news also came from the inheritance you got?"

There is such an urgent need for the Qinglian Avenue brand and Qinglian seeds, Lin Chu has every reason to believe that this guy must have received a corner of the inheritance.

Thinking of this, he looked at Kan Que a little strangely.If the inheritance of Emperor Qinglian, the only emperor in the world after the Middle Ages, is born, even the whole world may be crazy about it, and even those strong men who have set foot on the throne will be shocked.Although they stepped into the throne, compared with Emperor Qinglian, the gap is huge.

The division of emperor realm is not that complicated, half emperor, quasi-emperor, heavenly emperor, holy emperor!In fact, quasi-emperors can already be called the 'Great Emperor', but in fact, only those creatures of the weak and small classes in this world can be called that.Those who really come from those ancient orthodox powerhouses who have not been born for a long time will only sneer at this title.

The Great Emperor, that is the peerless powerhouse who is said to be admired by all the heavens, no matter how bad he is, he will be supported by the whole world. He has surpassed the realm of the Holy Emperor and has great good fortune in the heavens and all races, so he is also called the Great Emperor of Merit!
The heaven and the earth will remember its merits and virtues, and build a heaven and earth altar for it, accepting the admiration of all living beings, and the spirit is immortal.

From this, one can imagine how crazy the inheritance of this first emperor after the Middle Ages will drive all living beings!
Even if this Kan Que is only a part of Qingdi's inheritance, it is enough to make people pay attention.

"Yeah." Kan Que didn't deny it. In fact, if it wasn't a last resort, he wouldn't leak the news that he got the Qing Emperor's inheritance.This is a big gamble, and he has no other better way. If he doesn't get the Qinglian seeds and the brand of Qinglian Dao, his inheritance may be interrupted.

In the end, he may only be able to become a powerful emperor. As for the throne, with his own qualifications, he may be hopeless for life.

He bet Lin Chu that he could find the brand of Qinglian Avenue for him.

However, he also knows what kind of treasure the brand of Qinglian Dao is. If Lin Chu gets the brand of Qinglian Dao, it is entirely possible to comprehend it by himself, after all, the latter also has Qinglian seeds in his hands.His only advantage is that he has received a corner of the Qing Emperor's inheritance.

However, even without Qingdi's various supernatural powers, if he can comprehend the Qinglian Dao, it will be enough to look down upon his peers!
"Aren't you afraid that I will brand Qinglian Dao for myself?" Lin Chu smiled suddenly, looking at Kan Que with a playful tone.

Hearing this, Kan Que narrowed his eyes, then smiled bitterly, "I have no choice." His voice was very calm.No matter who it is, the mortal class without the power to bind a chicken, or the supernatural powerhouse who can pick up the stars and moons, there will always be helplessness and will always be played by fate.In fact, it is precisely because of this that we are unwilling to be bound by fate. We want to jump out of the well, see a wider sky, see the other side of the mountain, and see different colors.

Because this is the most instinctive desire of living beings, and it is also the most precious.

Because of this, we will live with a smile and die with a smile.The same is true of the so-called life and death.

Lin Chu sighed, he thought of a lot at this moment.

On the ancient altar in that lonely space, who was cast with blood and bones?The divine power of the broken altar is gone, but the atmosphere of the vicissitudes of the past seems to be engraved with an ancient painting of the Spring and Autumn Period, which is an old elegy and a hymn.

In the city of death hidden in the depths of nothingness, the old man told the story with tears in his eyes that he could laugh brightly, but he could cry even more.

Does every era have such a group of idiots that people want to scold, but even more want to support?

There is no racial boundary, no blood discrimination, they only have one name, and that is the soul.

At this moment, Lin Chu's state of mind had a certain change, and looking at the world, it was already more colorful.

It turns out that this hell can also be heaven.

Three days later, Lin Chu appeared outside the market.

"Have you made up your mind?" It was still the old man's words.

Lin Chu smiled lightly, his eyes were like water, calm and deep.

He had already decided that maybe he couldn't be the emperor in everyone's heart, but it was enough to be the emperor in his own heart.

"You are fine." The old man looked at Lin Chu with his cloudy eyes. After a long while, his voice was still hoarse, but there was a trace of unexplainable relief.

Outside the Jiuchong Ruins, Lin Chu was in a calm state of mind, and the gradually opened void passage was like a dusty door of endless years. The door was pushed open by an invisible big hand, and the inside was chaotic and dim, like an unknown universe.

Lin Chu stepped into it, and the moment the two time and space intersected, questions or answers flashed in his mind like lightning.

For the human race, those alien races are invaders, but at this moment, in this unknown world, is he, an uninvited guest, also an invader?

We are always used to being independent, but we never thought that this world does not revolve around the individual, and the world will not fall because of you.To put it bluntly, among all living beings, we are just a wave in the ocean, neither can set off tens of millions of heights, nor can we repel the blocking reefs in front of us.

Then, who stipulated that each small world or plane must have its own master?Terran?Alien?Creatures pursue freedom, why can't these worlds and planes pursue freedom?Yan or fate?as well?

crackle!

There was lightning and thunder, and Lin Chu seemed to see a pair of ruthless eyes suddenly staring at him in the depths of the gradually closing sky behind him. At this moment, he was sweating profusely!
But in an instant, he has come to a strange world.

Here, the mountains and rivers are picturesque.

Here, blood flows like a river.

(PS: I have a lot of feelings about writing this chapter. Some friends discussed it with me before, and asked if this book is not a pure passion to upgrade and fight monsters? If it was before, I would answer yes, but now, maybe the answer is different. In other words, I don’t know when this book has deviated from the track I originally reserved. But what does it matter? The creatures of all races are fighting bravely, all for the purpose of being in this torrent of fate. , to get a little respite. So, thinking about it this way, maybe Mo Daoyi is not hateful? I hope everyone realizes like the protagonist, there is a great emperor living in everyone's heart.)
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