"So, is it possible for King Bai to be resurrected?"
Li Longyuan heard a special meaning from these words.
"It is said that the White King once signed a contract with humans and left a piece of his own bones. His genes are hidden in the bones. He may want to use this to resurrect him." Shangyue nodded, but did not deny this conjecture.
"So in the eyes of the Snake Qiba family, the holy relic is both a holy object and an evil object. It can make up for the shortcomings of the mixed race and transform the White King's descendants into pure blood dragons. But no one knows what the price of evolution is. , it is possible to dedicate your soul to the devil and let him eat your soul and take control of your body."
The old master glanced at the young man beside him. The heavy rain was hitting the broken wooden cart, and the white mist rising from high-temperature cooking was rising.
"In addition, the holy remains have been sealed in a place called the Well of the Remains. No one knows where that place is, and the family tried to use it as a seal. Just like no one knew about the tomb of Genghis Khan that swept across Eurasia. Where they were buried, their cavalry wielded their blades to clear the way, killing all the herdsmen they saw, and using their horses to level the soil around the tomb."
"If you came here for the holy bones, you can go back now."
The last warning in Shangyue's words made the young man's mouth curl into a smile under his fox mask.
"Then what is Izanami?"
Li Longyuan asked about several special terms he had seen in the materials.
Izanami is the mother of the gods in Japanese mythology. She lives in the underworld, hates humans, and is as ugly as a rotten corpse.
"I'm really becoming more and more curious about you and the organization behind you."
Shangyue had read a lot of information about our family when he took over the Sheqiba family, and his understanding of the mixed-race world was no less than that. But he didn't expect to meet a young man who knew the inside story of the Sheqiba family so clearly.
"Yes, Izanami is the resurrected holy body. That is a distant mythical history, because Izanami is a god who hates humans. If he returns to the world, he will turn into the Yamata no Orochi and swallow up the whole world. . It is said that three priests joined forces to suppress Him. Their titles are Amaterasu, Tsukiyomi and Susanoo.
This title is passed down from generation to generation. In short, only these three people in each generation can come into contact with the holy remains. It was a certain generation of Susanoo who was bewitched by the holy skeleton and released it from the well.
After merging the holy bones, Susano'o was resurrected as the White King and fought against Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi. At that time, the sea roared and volcanoes erupted, tearing the entire continent apart, forming what is now the Japan Trench. Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi used Takamagahara as his coffin, burying both Kamoku and the resurrected Hakuo into the Pacific Ocean. "Shangshan Yue narrates a mythical epic.
"After the war, only a few emperors survived the catastrophe, and their bloodline gradually degenerated and formed the descendants of the White King today."
The old master looked sad.
"So the families that have inherited the titles of three priests in the past generations have become the three inner families of the eight Sheqi families, namely the Yuan family, the Shangshan family and the Tachibana family." Li Yongyuan said.
"I really didn't expect you to see so deeply. But this is not just a way for the elders of the family to put their face on the line. Any regime in the feudal period needs a halo of mythology. Especially leaders who promote the divine right of kings."
Shang Shangyue was surprised at first, and then said indifferently.
In the eyes of the old people of the Snake Qihachi family, he was a playboy who did not do his job properly. His brain was kicked by a donkey. He ignored the three thousand beauties in the main palace and burned down his own palace. Then he ran to set up a ramen stall and used The old-fashioned TV sets watch some old pornographic discs, which have been popular for decades.
"I just heard someone mention the name Amaterasu to make the connection."
Li Longyuan replied casually.
"What shameless person dares to use this title? I'm really not ashamed. Today's young people really have no ability and have many titles."
Yue smacked his lips while wearing his shirt, which revealed that he was dripping with saliva while criticizing the beautiful girl passing by who was wearing scantily clad clothes.
"I think so too. The young master of the Sheqiba family is just a faggot and cannot deserve this honorable title."
The young man looked at him with a half-smile.
An embarrassed expression quickly appeared on the old master's face, which soon turned into laughter: "That's okay, that's okay, it's Amaterasu's duty to do it."
"According to the myths circulated by the Sheqi Eight Family, the fusion of the emperor and the holy bones will resurrect the White King? Or is it the Dragon King who is inferior to the White King?"
Li Longyuan did not dwell on this topic too much and continued his speculation.
He had only known that Herzog wanted to take the steps to become a god, but he didn't know what steps were needed. This was the reason why he came to Kamigotsu as soon as he arrived in Japan.
"I don't know, but look at historical records. Disasters that can cause earthquakes, tsunamis, and even the sinking of Japan's landmass are far more terrifying than the impact of the resurrection of the four monarchs. Let's call them gods. After all, there is nothing worse than this. "
Even though the earlier Shangshang made plans to retire and wait for death, he might face the end of the world a day later, but he still thought it would be best to die naturally one day later.
After all, that could directly lead to the loss of millions or even tens of millions of lives.
But the young man beside him who was actively asking questions fell silent. Shang Shangyue thought he was frightened by the danger of King Bai's resuscitation, so he patted him on the shoulder in a mocking manner.
"The world is yours now, and we, the dying old men, can only give you some advice. Let's write our own heroic history!"
"No." The young man's cold voice interrupted Shang Shangyue.
"I want to resurrect the White King, or in other words, I don't want to prevent some ambitious people from becoming the White King."
Li Longyuan's answer made Shangshan Yue startled, and his relaxed smile stayed in place.
"Are you crazy? This will cause a large-scale earthquake in the Japanese plate, and even risk sliding into the Pacific Ocean. Can you watch this country and its citizens perish? Even when you wake up from a dream in the middle of the night, you will be deeply moved when you think of the smiling faces of these innocent people. Are you feeling guilty and remorseful?"
Shang Shangyue realized that he had never seen this guy clearly.
"Why not?"
The young man's rhetorical question drew the line directly.
But these words made the well-informed Shangshan Yue feel chills. He knew that this young man was telling the truth and that he was indifferent to millions of lives that might disappear.
"Can you give me a reason?"
The old master was inevitably curious. He was obviously wearing a black-patterned haori kimono, and hanging on his waist was an authentic Japanese sword. He thought he was one of the elite specialists trained by the Snake Qihachi family.
But he didn't realize that he was a spy.
"Eri needs White King's serum to completely eliminate the hidden dangers of unstable blood. In Japan, I only recognize her. Her life is my life, and so are the lives of others. If I have a choice, I will save her."
Li Longyuan's words echoed in Shangyue's heart word by word. He couldn't tell whether he was more surprised or more pleased.
