After Luo Yi left, Luo Wuji stood up slowly. He stared blankly at the place where Luo Yi had just left.
After a while, Luo Wuji's eyes suddenly showed a trace of heat.
The one-armed, white-haired Luo Wuji made a fist with one hand, faced the direction Luo Yi left, and hammered his chest three times.
Then he knelt down on one knee!
"Qilin controls the nine provinces, and chaos swallows the world."
"The gun cuts through the sea, the sword conquers all the wastes."
"Black clothes stained with blood, the appearance of a human emperor."
Luo Wuji's eyes were filled with blood and tears. He was trembling all over, looking up to the sky and laughing, with tears in his laughter.
"My Luo family has finally lived up to the name of our clan."
Luo Wuji paused and whispered three more words.
"Luo Tianchen..."
"Sure enough... a hero emerges from troubled times..."
Suddenly, a loud roar came from the city gate.
The gate of Wu Nian City was broken down.
The light of the sword, the shadow of the sword, the blood and evil energy.
The bright moon in the night sky changes to the waning moon, and the living people in Wu Nian City turn into dead people.
However, with the destruction of Wu Nian City, the power of a mysterious law suddenly emerged.
The passage of time starts to slow down here.
A Nether Demon Soldier swung his sword into the city, but the sword suddenly began to slow down for some reason.
It's like a slow motion.
After a few breaths, the sword stopped in mid-air.
Not only this sword, but everything came to a standstill out of thin air.
The next moment, everyone started walking backwards.
The sword is sheathed.
The arrow flew upside down.
The pools of blood on the ground suddenly gathered back into the bodies lying in the pool of blood...
The ghosts in the city retreated out of the city, and the city gate was closed again.
Everything is back in place.
——
At this moment, Luo Chaoqin Tianjian.
Before you know it, early spring turns to hot summer.
Luo Tianchen stood alone on the high-rise building of Qintian Prison, looking at the clouds and the scorching sun on the horizon.
The most difficult thing to grasp in this world should be time.
After a while, another young man in blue shirt slowly climbed up the stairs.
This person has no realm, he is the counselor in blue shirt, Wen Moxuan.
Luo Tianchen didn't seem surprised by Wen Moxuan's sudden visit.
Strangely enough, Luo Tianchen, the ruthless emperor, always had some rare patience and tolerance when facing this frail and sick scholar.
He even had an oral order, Wen Mo Xuan, to enter and exit Luo Chao Qin Tian Prison at will.
You know, even Luo Yi and Luo Feng cannot enter or exit this prison at will.
Every time you enter or leave, you need Luo Tianchen's imperial edict to enter.
Wen Moxuan struggled to climb to the top of the Qintian Prison, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
He wiped his sweat and smiled helplessly, "Your Majesty, could you not stand so high next time?"
Luo Tianchen turned his head and glanced at Wen Moxuan, then smiled and said yes.
Wen Moxuan adjusted his clothes and followed Luo Tianchen's gaze.
"What is your Majesty looking at?"
After all, Wen Moxuan is just an ordinary person. With his mortal eyes, all he can see is the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.
Luo Tianchen didn't answer and asked: "Have you finished reading that old history book?"
Wen Moxuan nodded and said: "After reading it, I never thought that it was recorded in ancient characters. It took a lot of effort to read this book."
Luo Tianchen asked with a smile: "How?"
Wen Moxuan shook his head and said, "Not at all."
Suddenly, Luo Tianchen's aura had a slight ups and downs.
He raised his eyebrows, as if tearing off a hair, pulling a certain thread from his body.
Luo Tianchen looked at this line of cause and effect attentively, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Wen Moxuan said: "Your Majesty seems to be in a good mood?"
Luo Tianchen didn't answer his words. After a moment, he suddenly asked: "Is there any good strategy for controlling a continent with the power of one dynasty?"
Wen Moxuan closed his sleeves with his hands. After pondering for a moment, he said something very serious.
"Without a change of dynasty, unless His Majesty abdicates the throne, this matter will be difficult to achieve."
There was no trace of anger on Luo Tianchen's face, and there was still a bit of a smile on his lips, "What next?"
Wen Moxuan suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance: "There are nine countries in the Northern Territory. Except for the Luo Dynasty and the Tyrant Dynasty, those seven countries are all people who stand on the threshold and pick up people's wisdom."
"Luo Chao is like an old man in an old house, and Ba Tian Dynasty is like a powerful young man standing outside the house."
"These seven countries are just waiting for the Luo Dynasty and the Tyrant Dynasty to completely break their arms to see who can be slightly better."
"If Luo Chao can be slightly better, they will cross the threshold and stay in this house honestly."
"But if the Tyrant Dynasty is slightly better, then they will take a step back and stay away from the Luochao house. They will also stand outside the door and shout a few words."
Wen Moxuan paused and continued: "If you want to unify Dongxuan Continent, you must first include the entire Northern Territory as the territory of Luo Dynasty."
"And if you want to control the entire Northern Territory, you must first deal with the Tyrant Dynasty."
"Afterwards, the seven countries will take the initiative to request to become vassal states of the Luo Dynasty."
"In this way, the Northern Territory is settled, and the Luo Dynasty can further encroach on the other three major territories."
Luo Tianchen nodded, looked far away, and murmured to himself: "Old history has recorded the majesty of our Luo Dynasty back then."
"pity……"
"I don't think it's enough."
Luo Tianchen narrowed his eyes, "To me, a land is still a corner of the world."
Luo Tianchen stretched out a palm, bent the five fingers one by one, and finally turned the palm into a fist.
"What I want is the entire Dongxuan Continent."
Luo Tianchen looked into the distance again, his eyes filled with the foresight and determination of an emperor.
He slowly said to himself in his heart: "As a town clan, my Luo family has fulfilled its mission for tens of thousands of years."
"But this kind of mission, in my opinion, is nothing more than a curse of self-deception."
"Destiny?"
"Ah."
"I, Luo Tianchen, am better than Tian Banzi."
Above the attic, the sun is high and the breeze is blowing.
Luo Tianchen raised his head and glanced at the bright sun above his head.
He just felt dazzled.
——
Luo Yi has been feeling uneasy since he stepped onto the sixth floor.
Everything on the fifth level gave him a great shock.
Including Luo Wuji's last sentence and the previous prophecy.
Within the next hundred years, I will stop somewhere.
The word "stop" really has too many interpretations.
Is Luo Yi willing to stay somewhere, or does he have to stay?
Or is it simply trapped somewhere?
To protect yourself is to protect the world.
Is this world a simple rhetoric, or does it refer to the entire glazed world?
Luo Yi does not feel that he can influence the general trend of the world.
This prophecy is really elusive.
