Chapter 1439 At the time of romance, a seasoned expert arranges marriage affairs

At this moment, Dao Qiongcang is not like the master of the Tao Palace, but more like a sneaky villain who wants to do some bad things.

He snickered a few times and said: "To be precise, Ba Zunzhen and Yuegong Slave once had a child. If it can grow up smoothly, it will be about... well, as big as Xiao Kongtong, right?"

once?

Everyone has noticed this keyword.

If he was the child of the Eighth Sword Immortal and the Holy Emperor Yuezhi, how talented would he be?

And if he is as big as Xiao Kongtong, why is this person not heard of in the Five Realms? Is he lost to everyone?

so……

"Is there an accident?" Jinren asked.

"Hmm..." Zhu Yiyi struggled for a while and found that he couldn't get up, so he simply stopped resisting. After all, sitting and listening is listening, and being sat and listening is also listening.

"Not only that, there are many." Dao Qiongcang smiled nonchalantly, looking at the night sky and spreading his thoughts:

"The five holy emperor families attach great importance to bloodline. Among them... well, within us, there is a special way to continue the bloodline."

"The purpose is so that future generations can inherit the Holy Emperor's status from the previous generation with their best talents, take charge from generation to generation, and pass it on forever...well, forever."

"But human nature is not like this. The desire for freedom exists even within the Holy Emperor family."

"In every generation, there are always a few who try to rebel against the 'rules'. Most of them are exiled and become abandoners of the Holy Emperor family."

"Do you know what this kind of person is called among us?" Dao Qiongcang turned his head.

"What?" everyone asked, and Zhu Yiyi stopped his eyes from wandering in curiosity and swallowed the blood foam at the corner of his lips.

Dao Qiongcang smiled softly:

"Holy slave!"

As soon as these two words came out, everyone, including Zhu Yiyi, was stunned.

Holy slave?

This holy slave, and that holy slave...

"This holy slave is not that holy slave."

"But if you have to say it, their meanings are consistent to a certain extent."

Dao Qiongcang looked at the moon halo on the mountain and lamented: "It is a symbol of the injustice of the fate of the lower-ranking people. Because of their desire for freedom, they choose to go against heaven and change their fate..."

Everyone groaned.

So, even the "Saint Slaves" within the Holy Emperor's family have resisted?

"No one wants to be labeled a 'slave' for any reason. This word seems to be inherently derogatory."

"The 'Saint Slaves' of the Holy Emperor's family have naturally resisted, not just for one generation, but for generations."

"What do you think the result will be?"

Don't tell everyone, even Zhu Yiyi knows the answer now.

After all, he has never listened, which means that the "Saint Slave" of the Holy Emperor family has never won.

"Yes, they keep failing."

"Even if some of them are extremely talented, and may be as good as the eight masters, they will end up failing."

"In the Moon Palace Slaves, that is, in our generation..."

Dao Qiongcang's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He sighed for a long time, "No matter how you deduce or guess, I think her ending will be a failure."

"But Ba Zunzun succeeded." Everyone said.

"What does success mean?" Dao Qiongcang was delighted when he heard this, "Does it mean that you have gained a reputation and made it known to everyone, or does it mean that you have to completely overturn your destiny and win freedom?"

"..." Everyone was silent.

"If it's the former, he has indeed succeeded; if it's the latter, his journey can barely be considered a big step forward!"

Master Shou lost his voice.

Zhu Yiyi even shivered after hearing this.

He had a feeling that he would be cold after tonight?

After all, am I qualified to listen to these things? Am I worthy?

"Back to the problem of children..." Dao Qiongcang quickly brought back the topic that didn't seem to be the main topic and said:

"Many people can see the Eight Masters, but few can see the Moon Palace Slave."

"Within the Holy Emperor Family, we are actually more concerned about her and her children."

"This child is not allowed?" Jinren took over.

"Yes." Dao Qiongcang blinked:

"Once the bloodline of the Holy Emperor is mixed with foreign races, its power will be greatly reduced, let alone the Moon Palace Slave is the designated successor of the Moon Clan."

"And, after the birth of this child, it will cause a series of troublesome 'relationship' problems."

"Even if this generation is dismissive and treats the Holy Emperor family as shit, the next generation, and the next generation, and the generations after that..."

"When their talents run out, trouble will happen."

Dao Qiongcang said this and sighed, "Human nature is always like this."

"So, the child was aborted?" Junren felt that the ending should not be like this, otherwise Dao Qiongtian would not be able to raise such a topic.

"Very early on, when the slave of the Moon Palace was captured back to the Moon Clan and sent to the cold prison, we all thought so."

"Actually?" Jinren is very talented in admiration.

"This palace also said that the Holy Emperor family has its own way of inheriting the bloodline, and each family is very different." Dao Qiongcang first mentioned it again, and then said:

"It was only in recent days that I discovered that the Moon Palace Slave might have concealed the truth at that time in a way that even I didn't know, and even deceived the top brass of the Moon Clan."

"After that, she gave birth to the child, and under the dragnet of the Holy Emperor family, she didn't know how to manipulate it and sent it to the outside world."

I have never been to the Holy Emperor Family, so I naturally don’t know how difficult this move is.

But when he thought about it carefully, he could "deceive" and "forget" under the nose of the Holy Emperor, who was known for his power of "forgetting" and "deceiving".

——Even until now, if Dao Qiongcang had not mentioned this, I am afraid that not many people on the mainland would have known that Ba Zunzhen had a child.

This is simply outrageous!

"Isn't it great?" Everyone didn't need to deduce it. After imagining it, they knew how terrible this child's talent must be. "With Lao Ba's talent and the bloodline of the Holy Emperor, maybe that child can innovate and find a new path, giving

His parents’ revenge? Just think about it and it will become a legend!”

"Kui Leihan also has a son. Did he introduce something new? Is Kui Leihan Chen?" Dao Qiongcang asked without answering.

"Uh..." Everyone has never seen Cao Erzhu, so they feel that the answer is no.

"Actually, I have the same idea as you." Dao Qiongcang suddenly said again:

"The Holy Emperor family uses the internal bloodline continuation method to carry out special reproduction. With each generation, the strength will decline, even if it does not seem to be much."

"But if things go on like this, even if they still control the status of the Holy Emperor, their descendants will never be as capable as their ancestors."

"Naturally, it is impossible to talk about perfect inheritance of power. This is the essential reason why high-level holy emperors are becoming increasingly rare."

"This method of continuation has its own shortcomings, unless every few generations, a strange person emerges, with talents comparable to those of the ten thrones, who can change fate against the will of heaven, return to the ancestors and return blood..."

Speaking of this, Dao Qiongcang smiled mysteriously, "Do you know why there is a war of ten thrones that ended after the previous generation?"

Everyone was shocked.

Zhu's pupils were all dilated.

"Why?"

The two of them made a sound together, one was surprised, the other was weak.

Dao Qiongcang glanced at the pads of flesh beneath him and raised the corners of his lips, "Don't reveal the secret of heaven."

Grass!

Everyone has the desire to kill this coquettish old man, although he has already had it.

But at this moment, he was unable to resist. It was strange for Dao Qiongcang to tell him so much.

He couldn't let himself fall into the rhythm of this showman, so he asked clearly:

"Dao Qiongcang, what about you, how old is your child?"

Zhu Yiyi's pupils focused again, and he exerted force on his abdomen, almost knocking off the person on top of him.

So curious...

Dao Qiongcang looked at the night sky and murmured, "I'm ten years old now."

"Huh?" Everyone was shocked, "You really have a child?"
To be continued...