He once saw his mother who was in a period of weakness.
There is not much difference from ordinary Blue Silver Grass. It is not as huge as the Blue Silver King in front of you, nor is it as strong as the Blue Silver King.
She is so weak that she can be easily controlled with just one man's hand.
He watched her clinging to other people's arms, watched her being taken away from him, and watched her feebly waving her blades of grass in a futile resistance.
The young man was silent.
He didn't know if his mother's arrival at this moment meant a good thing for him.
The clenched hands slowly loosened, the long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, and there was an incomprehensible cowardice in the young man's eyes.
He is nostalgic for the warmth his mother gave him, but he is also timid to face that mother again.
His mother could not have come alone, and the young man knew this.
But maybe the person who brought his mother was not a friendly person to him.
[The Blue Silver Emperor will always be of the same blood in this world. Only when the previous generation of Blue Silver Emperor dies will the next generation of Blue Silver Emperor appear. Although you are a human being, you are the only one with the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor today.
People.】
The firm words still echoed in the young man's ears. He didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling at that time. The young man did not tell the subjects in front of him who had been silently supporting the Blue Silver Royal Family.
His mother is not dead, no!
So, to the Blue Silver Grass clan, who am I now?
With various emotions gathering in his heart, the young man walked slowly towards the Blue Silver King, and a huge blade of grass stretched out in front of the young man.
Lifting his feet to step on the blade of grass, the young man was slowly carried up into the air by the blade of grass, and was carried to the top of the Blue Silver King, surrounded by countless vine-like grass blades.
The young man remained silent, after the Blue Silver King said the words "the breath of the Blue Silver Royal Family".
His expression wasn't good, but it couldn't be said to be bad either. Blue Silver King didn't know if he had said something wrong, but he could clearly distinguish the boy's extremely complex emotions at this time.
Uneasy, at a loss, looking forward to...
The Blue Silver King doesn't understand what the boy is thinking, but after all, this is their emperor. If the emperor wants to be alone for a while, then give him a quiet space for a while.
"Judging from the current situation, they don't seem to recognize you."
With half-curved eyebrows, the man looked at the tree in front of him with interest. They had just been here a few minutes ago.
The golden lines flickered with the man's teasing words, and its light dimmed a little.
His eyes were lowered, and the bluesilver grass at his feet was still trying its best to rub against the man's body. The man's eyes flickered.
"How pitiful."
The boy also saw the mark he had left. He looked at the Blue Silver Emperor with a little pity, but what filled his eyes was more indifference.
He only briefly expressed his meager emotions about the tragic experience of one of the spirit beasts who also associates with humans.
The boy and the Blue Silver Emperor are not very familiar with each other. Although they are both soul beasts, they are only soul beasts.
This is the path chosen by the Blue Silver Emperor himself. Just like the boy's current situation, he is also the person he has chosen.
Thinking of this, the boy glanced at the man standing next to him, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.
This is the path you have chosen.
This world is full of malice towards spirit beasts. Apart from death and attachment to humans, the boy currently sees no other way out for spirit beasts.
Either die in the mouth of a spirit beast and become its food, or die in the hands of a hunter and become a spirit ring, plunder furs and hand over flesh and blood, or die in a thunderstorm and lose your soul and no longer exist in this world.
....
Compared with soul beasts, soul masters are like children favored by the world, and their path to cultivation is easier.
Thousands of years of cultivation for a soul beast is no match for a soul master who only needs a hundred years of cultivation. Apart from damage, thunder tribulation cannot bring any benefits to the soul beast. There are traces of how a soul master can become a god, but the soul beast's own transformation into a god is just a distant dream.
Legend.
After accumulating one hundred thousand years of cultivation, at the fork in the road of animal life, you will lose all your cultivation and transform into a human. This is a method of becoming a god full of deception. As a human soul master, you can obtain a pass.
A passport to the divine realm.
But in the final analysis, they cannot be considered human beings, no matter how much they look like human soul masters, no matter how much they have soul rings and soul skills that can show their identity, and even if they later need to obtain soul rings from soul beasts like soul masters.
This is a kind of deception. In their eyes, their identities are still soul beasts.
A soul beast can become a god if it takes a million years to cultivate. The boy's mouth raised a subtle arc, showing unwillingness and self-mockery, and his golden eyes were full of anger after being fooled.
This is false because they don't allow it.
Closing his eyes, the boy tried hard to suppress the surging emotions in his heart. Where else on this continent could it be more convenient to learn about the God Realm from the Spirit Hall?
The link to the inheritance place of the gods, the "residence place" of the inheritors of the gods, the "gathering place" of things that carry the thoughts of the gods...
Through various ways, Wuhundian achieved them.
【You are just a pawn.】
People born on a chessboard are always so helpless and powerless.
Opening his eyes again, the golden eyes returned to their usual calmness. He raised his hand and the boy silently hooked the man's belt.
You and I are both chess players, but the difference is that you have the possibility to act as the chess player, while I am at best a vassal.
"What's wrong?"
Feeling the pulling sensation from his waist, the man turned around strangely and looked at the boy who had put up his hood again.
"Your emotions are also infected by it?"
Shaking his head slowly, the boy put his head on the man's waist.
"It probably doesn't count. I just felt suddenly uncomfortable. It made me feel like I couldn't breathe. It was abandoned, in every sense."
He took two steps forward uncomfortably. The man subconsciously avoided the boy's physical approach to him. The moment he was pressed against his waist, the man's muscles were already tense. He didn't throw a punch because of the boy's mood.
For the sake of being abnormal.
"Stand still."
He reached out and took off the boy's hood, and pushed the boy's forehead with his palm. The man's eyebrows returned to their usual cold and majestic look.
"Tsk." The boy took two steps back and looked at the man with his lips curled up.
Didn’t you say that you should eat soft things and not hard things? Why can’t you do it when you come to him?
Sure enough, I am not suitable for such a sensational scene.
With a long sigh, the boy bared his teeth at the man. Under the man's increasingly unkind gaze, the boy turned around angrily, waved his hand vigorously, and pointed in a certain direction.
"Next, we have to go this way."
This chapter has been completed!