"Cousin, I'm sorry to bother you. Someone is looking for you outside."
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then Hulan Xinyue called at the door with her head in the air.
"who?"
Song Yiming asked.
"He said his name is Zhan Wuji..."
Tigers roared and dragons roared in response.
"Uncle Zhan..."
Song Yiming's eyes narrowed.
Because before, Song Heng asked Black Eagle to bring him a message, asking him not to believe Zhan Wuji's words easily. ??
But now that Zhan Wuji came to him, it seemed to be no coincidence.
"Let people outside invite him in. This is a senior."
Song Yiming said and immediately went downstairs.
After a while, Zhan Wuji was seen sitting in the living room, escorted by several members of the Screaming Group.
"Uncle Zhan..."
Song Yiming shouted very politely.
After all, Zhan Wuji had acted for him many times before, so he owed some favors.
"Nephew Yiming, long time no see!"
Zhan Wuji also nodded cheerfully.
"Why are you here..."
"Actually, I arrived last night."
Zhan Wuji nodded.
"So, Uncle Zhan was also present last night..."
Song Yiming understood immediately.
"Of course, how could I miss such a wonderful battle..."
"You have really grown up, and you are better than others..."
"Even your father couldn't combine the power of the two bloodlines to this extent..."
"Of course, this is also because your father lacks the awakened cold power."
"And you inherited your mother's cold bloodline gene, thus taking Loulan's bloodline to a higher level."
Zhan Wuji explained directly.
In fact, Xia Yuqin helped him even more.
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After all, he was one of the people who knew Baidi's strength best back then.
Although the cold vein is a branch of the Loulan bloodline, the cold vein is naturally the nemesis of suppressing the Tianwu bloodline.
Therefore, when the Tianwu bloodline and the Loulan bloodline are combined normally, there will be a certain degree of repulsion between the two bloodlines.
But coupled with the power of the mutated cold veins, it has a buffering effect, allowing the Tianwu bloodline and the Loulan bloodline to truly merge.
To put it bluntly, these two powers have been newly evolved in Song Yiming's body, thus surpassing the Bai Emperor back then.
His power cannot be described in words.
"Uncle Zhan, thank you!"
Song Yiming still responded very humbly.
"Actually, I came today because I have something to ask you."
"This was also your father's last wish."
Zhan Wuji lets get back to the story.
"Your last wish? Uncle Zhan, please tell me."
Song Yiming was a little surprised.
Because since it was a last wish, it must have been said before death.
However, Zhan Wuji has never mentioned this matter, so why did he suddenly say it again now.
"Back then, your father died shortly after we rescued him. Therefore, before he died, he also entrusted us with some things for us to carry out."
"And one of my tasks is to assist you in recovering the Holy Religion when you are capable enough, and to succeed the Holy King as the Holy Son..."
"Now the Bai family and all the major Tantric sects in the Western Region, including the Tantric Pavilion, have taken your lead."
"And now you have severely damaged Xuanyuan Sect and greatly reduced the vigor of those Chinese sects."
"It would be most appropriate for you to unite the Bai family and the major Tantric sects to rebuild the Holy Religion at this time."
Zhan Wuji also pointed out the truth very directly.
"Only by re-establishing the Holy Religion can you compete with the Xuanyuan Sect. At that time, as long as the Holy Son calls out, I think the Holy Religion believers in more than a dozen surrounding countries will respond."
"Uncle Zhan, I have rejected the identity of the Holy Son from the beginning, and now it is even more impossible for me to become a Holy King."
Song Yiming immediately expressed his attitude.
"Of course I understand."
"But if you don't do this, sooner or later the military will attack you." ??
"The only way to contain the military is to rebuild the Holy Religion."
"This is enough to create a confrontation with the military and other sects."
Zhan Wuji said with certainty.
"Uncle Zhan, is this really my father's last wish?"
Song Yiming was somewhat skeptical.
"Nephew Yiming doesn't believe me?"
Zhan Wuji looked serious.
"That's not true, it's just that I don't understand why my father didn't rebuild it himself and chose to let me rebuild it."
"Back then, it wasn't that your father didn't want to rebuild, but because of his identity, he didn't want the military to directly conflict with the Huaguo sect because of himself..."
"In that case, everything he has worked so hard to build will be in vain!"
Zhan Wuji responded.
"Then it seems I'm not suitable either."
Song Yiming shook his head.
"Today, you have lost your aura as the number one God of War in China, and the military has also taken back your title. But your name and the power of your faith are still strong."
"What's more, you also have a deadly weapon, which is the War God's Order."
"As long as the God of War issues the order and the world's heroes gather together, this will be the confidence of our holy religion."
"This time the military openly broke up with you. No matter what you do next, the military is not qualified to ask you, but your influence and prestige still exist."
> "When you become a Holy King, to put it bluntly, you just change your identity and let the world admire you again. You can even do more things you want to do with this."
"Of course, I'm just telling you your father's last wish. Do you want to fulfill it or follow your heart?"
Zhan Wuji still gives Song Yiming the right to choose.
Because he knew Song Yiming well. This man had a somewhat determined personality and was not so easy to persuade.
"Rebuilding the Holy Religion is not easy. Why is Uncle Zhan so sure of helping me rebuild it?"
Song Yiming deliberately tried a sentence.
"Your father told me before he died about the location of the real thousand-year-old national treasure."
"As long as you are willing, I will take you to find the thousand-year-old national treasure. As long as you get the thousand-year-old national treasure, it will be easy to rebuild the Holy Religion."
Zhan Wuji's words were even more astonishing.
Song Yiming didn't expect that his father would actually retain such a skill.
Before, he felt that the ruins were not really where the thousand-year-old national treasure was located, and that the ruins existed only to cover up the cave where the Ice Coffin Saint was.
This was also arranged by his father.
The reason why Anmisi can develop so rapidly, even rivaling the Special Administration Bureau and becoming the strongest institution in China, is naturally related to the wealth contained in the thousand-year treasure.
This is naturally the case for some of the technologies developed by Anmis.
"It's not a matter of urgency. You can answer me after you think about it."
"I'll be waiting for you at Qingshan Sword Sect in the Northern Territory."
After Zhan Wuji finished speaking, he stood up and left.
Song Yiming sent Zhan Wuji to the door and looked at Zhan Wuji's floating back, his eyes also fell into reverie.
Although he still had doubts about his father's last wish, he did not detect any deception in Zhan Wuji's words.
Maybe this is really his father's last wish.
This chapter has been completed!