"Master, why? Why? Why........."

Outside the Yuanchu Temple, Huang Yanchen lay on the ground, tears streaming down from rain, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. Only Zhang Ruochen's indifferent eyes left in his mind.

The less indifferent the eyes, the deeper the pain in her heart.

Queen Chi Yao's voice came out: "A person always has to make choices in his life. Since you choose to stand on this side of the emperor, it means you will definitely lose the other side. God cannot take care of both, let alone you?"

"But……"

"No, after making a choice, there is a way out of no return."

Queen Chi Yao's voice seemed particularly ruthless, and every word was like an iceberg, hitting Huang Yanchen hard.

Dazai Wang Shiqi, wearing a purple Kun official uniform, walked quickly to the outside of the Yuanchu Temple, glanced at Huang Yanchen not far away, and knelt respectfully on the ground, saying, "Zhang Ruochen is a genius who is in a world of heaven and earth. If he is used by the court, he must be a hero of the human race. I admire this son very much. But now, he has become a demonic obstacle and has a great anger towards the queen, which will cause great trouble in the future. For the court, the world, and the Kunlun world, I will no longer be affected by war. I believe that he cannot be let go and must be killed."

In the distance, the talented Saint Shu, the talented Saint Canglan, and Qing Mo, who were kneeling on the ground, all changed their faces.

Because they were also very clear that Wang Shiqi knew people very accurately and said nothing. Zhang Ruochen was indeed a stunning genius. He defeated the nine major kingdoms with one person and was the best in the world. In the future, once he grew up, he would definitely be the enemy of the court.

It is precisely because they are extremely worried that Zhang Ruochen will be wiped out if he cannot leave the imperial city today.

In the Yuanchu Temple, Empress Chi Yao's voice sounded: "Will it cause a great disaster?"

"That's right. This son has always been the focus of the court. With his terrifying cultivation speed, he may only be able to reach the realm of the Great Saint in just fifty years and become a god in three hundred years. I believe that Zhang Ruochen's level of danger is far beyond that of the ancestor of Death Chan and Kong Lanyou. The queen must be guarded, and he can kill early." Wang Shi said strangely.

"I became a great saint for fifty years and a god for three hundred years. Since the creation of the world, has there been such a person?" Empress Chi Yao's tone was very plain, and anyone could hear the disdain in her words.

"No, but Zhang Ruochen is extremely talented..."

Before Wang Shiqi finished speaking, Empress Chi Yao interrupted him and said, "So what if you are talented? Since ancient times, can no one's talent be comparable to Zhang Ruochen?"

"It's not... Although Zhang Ruochen's talent is rare, he can be called the first person since the Middle Ages, in the Kunlun Realm, one or two monsters like him will always be born every 100,000 years, or hundreds of thousands of years. For example, the Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Thousand Bone of the Ancient One, there are probably eight hundred."

Queen Chi Yao said: "Can all these people reach the realm of the Great Saint or the realm of the God?"

"No. Even the Thousand Bone Empress failed to become a god." Wang Shi said strangely.

"Since that's the case, why should the queen be afraid of a mere an ant that is still alive in the mud?"

Queen Chi Yao's tone was full of majesty and domineering, and she said loudly: "Under the thousand-foot thick soil in Kunlun Realm, there are endless hero bones. Not more than him, not less than him. Become a great saint for fifty years and become a god for three hundred years? Wang Shiqi, how many years have you practiced?"

In front of a god, Wang Shiqi sensed a huge pressure, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, stared at the ground, and said, "One thousand two hundred and forty years."

"What are your talents?"

"I think I am not weaker than anyone in the world." Wang Shi said strangely.

Queen Chi Yao said: "Whoever can cultivate to your level has the talent and understanding that is not the top level? But, do you know why, after practicing for 1,240 years, you still haven't broken through to the realm of the Great Saint?"

"Please give me advice." Wang Shiqi kowtowed again.

"If you want to reach the Great Saint realm, or even the divine realm, you don't care about your talent, but your heart. When you kneel in front of me, you are destined to not reach the Great Saint realm." Queen Chi Yao said.

Wang Shiqi's forehead was sweating like rain, and he said, "Why..."

Empress Chi Yao said: "The great saint is the emperor in the holy path. Those with the emperor's heart will not surrender to others. Those with the divine heart will be indomitable. Below the great saint, rely on talent, and above the great saint, rely on the heart to refine the heart."

"Those who have the heart of the emperor will not surrender to others. Those who have the heart of the gods will be indomitable."

"Indomitable and persevering."

Wang Shiqi thought lightly while comprehending.

"When you kneel in front of me, the way of the Great Sage has been destroyed. In this regard, you are far inferior to the ancestor of Death Chan and Kong Lanyou. Their future achievements are destined to be far higher than you." Queen Chi Yao said.

Wang Shiqi understood the key and said, "Please give me advice, how to cultivate my heart?"

"Refining the heart is like refining soldiers. Only by using the strongest fire to refine, using the coldest water to quench, and adding a best weapon refiner can you refine the invincible divine weapon in the world. If you want to withstand the strongest fire and the coldest water, you must first find the best iron in the world. The four most are indispensable."

"What is the strongest fire and what is the coldest water?" Wang Shiqi asked.

"The most intense fire of refining the heart is anger. As for the coldest water..." Empress Chi Yao was silent for a moment before saying again: "Go to understand it yourself."

In the Yuanchu Temple, the queen's self-talk sounded: "It's not easy to become a great saint for fifty years and a god for three hundred years? I'm afraid that the most intense fire and the coldest water will not be tempered."

"In this way, Zhang Ruochen is not afraid of it."

Wang Shiqi thought for a while and said, "There is another thing. The chess game of heaven and earth shows that the ten blood emperors of the Immortal Blood Clan and the hall masters of the Immortal God Temple all escaped from the Northern Territory and were heading towards Manji Island."

Queen Chi Yao seemed a little disdainful and said, "The top ten blood emperors are just ten self-righteous frogs in the well. In the Immortal Blood Clan, even the Hades dare to be king, but they dare to be emperor. Well, they dare to be emperor, at least they have an unyielding heart. The frogs in the well are always stronger than ants, so I will send them on their way in person."

"Wow—"

The next moment, a seven-colored divine cloud flew out of the central imperial city and headed straight to the north.

"Didn't the Queen say, don't you want to kill people today? The heart of gods is indeed unpredictable." Wang Shiqi looked at the divine clouds that were gone, shook his head gently, and said again: "Those who have the heart of the emperor will not surrender to others. Those with the heart of the gods will be indomitable."

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He severely damaged the nine realms with one person's strength. This battle made all the monks in the imperial city's scalp numb.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's face sluggish, walking step by step outside the imperial city, no one dared to take action easily. They are not the nine realms. All nine realms have strong systems and strong vitality. Even if their bodies are cut off, they will not die.

If they were cut off, they would surely die.

"Don't rush to do something. After the blood is gone, he will naturally die. It's not too late to seize the treasures on him after he falls."

Many ill-intentioned monks followed Zhang Ruochen and rushed forward just after he fell down.

Those who have a good impression of Zhang Ruochen did not dare to help him, but just showed a sympathy. After all, the person Zhang Ruochen offended was the empress, the entire court, and even the whole world.

Who can withstand the terrible consequences if you help him?

In the wind and snow, every time Zhang Ruochen took a step, a lot of blood came out of his chest, his face became paler and cold, and the snowflakes fell on his face and condensed into a layer of ice crystals.

There were more and more monks following Zhang Ruochen, but Zhang Ruochen just didn't fall down and walked out of the Central Imperial City.

"I'm really upset to see him looking at his dying look."

"If you want to die, die quickly. After being injured so seriously, your heart was pierced and the blood was drained, but you didn't fall down."

Some people are already impatient and ready to take action.

Two old men rushed out of the clouds and landed in front of Zhang Ruochen.

One of the old men rushed up and grabbed Zhang Ruochen's shoulder and said, "I finally found you, kid, hurry up and hand over my Qianye Holy Core Grass. If it weren't for the powerful nose of the drunkard, and you smelled your smell, you would have really run away... My God... Why are you so injured and your blood is dry..."

"Really, are you dead?"

The drunkard's face narrowed, and he leaned over. Looking at the frozen wound in Zhang Ruochen's heart, he immediately took a breath of cold air.

Both old men had just arrived at the imperial city and didn't know what had happened.

After Gu Songzi and the drunkard escaped from Xianji Mountain, they were looking for Zhang Ruochen. After all, Zhang Ruochen had the recipe of the Six Saints Dingtian Wine and the Qianye Holy Core Grass, which were what they wanted very much, so they were afraid of being embezzled by Zhang Ruochen.

"What a wonder, what a wonder, after the blood is gone, he should die, but he still breathes a sigh of relief." Gu Songzi stroked his beard and shook his head, feeling incredible.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and save people." The drunkard urged.

The drunkard stretched out a palm and hit Zhang Ruochen's back. A thick holy energy surged out and continued to penetrate into Zhang Ruochen's body.

In an instant, all the ice on Zhang Ruochen's body melted.

At the same time, Gu Songzi took out three holy pills in a row, namely a blood and energy holy pill, a healing holy pill, and a life-extending holy pill, all of which were fed to Zhang Ruochen into his mouth.

Today, I am afraid that only a saint of alchemy like Gu Songzi can find out three different sacred elixirs in a row.

Seeing that the drunkard and Gu Songzi were actually saving Zhang Ruochen, the monks who followed Zhang Ruochen were naturally quite angry.

"Where are two immortal things that come out? They dare to save Zhang Ruochen. Are you tired of living?"

"You dare to save those who offend the Queen. Today, I will kill you for the Queen."

The monks who were ready to move no longer waited and rushed out and attacked the drunkard, Gu Songzi and Zhang Ruochen, preparing to kill people first and then seize the treasure.
Chapter completed!