"After all, there are only a few that have documented history. You really know little about divine power!" Nai Luotian smiled lowly, "The power of the gods is controllable and may not necessarily be powerfully destructive. And different skins have different endurances. Do you think I carefully selected them?
You raised a skin to the age of eighteen just to destroy it all at once?"
"Chuan'er, he..."
"I have other skins descended from gods, and they are still alive and well, and they are not unconscious living dead." Nai Luotian asked him, "You have been on the border for more than ten years, so you should be familiar with the past events of Panlong City?"
"Yes." That was a tragic past buried in the yellow sand. He Chunhua did not agree with Zhong Shengguang's actions, but admired his character.
"Then you should know that the Red General is the skin of the God of Heaven. In those decades, the Red General fought in the north and south. Did she collapse?"
"Can Chuan'er...be compared to General Red?"
"We still haven't fully understood the secret of the Red General. But He Lingchuan's qualifications can easily carry my divine descending." Nai Luotian was already a little impatient, "I only put a ray of clone on him, and I can't do anything to him."
It didn’t hurt much. He was still sane after the incident and would still call you daddy. What are you afraid of?"
No matter what it said, He Chunhua would not believe it completely. All the gods' comfort had a purpose. Naluotian just wanted him to cooperate in the divine descending ceremony. But he knew very well that he should not argue with the gods: "Why did you designate Chuan
Can you tell me about your son's skin now?"
"Didn't I say long ago that mortal bodies are useless? As soon as we arrive, they will collapse!" Nai Luotian sighed, "There are only a few skins that can withstand our power to a limited extent. He Lingchuan's body is like this."
He Chunhua was reluctant: "Why is Chuan'er so special? Can't I do it?"
When Chuan'er grew up to the age of sixteen, he was always acting like a careless fool. He did not feel disappointed, but believed that the child's prime years should be spent enjoying themselves to the fullest.
Let him be happy and carefree until...
Alas, as a father, he can only provide such limited compensation.
But after Chuan'er came back from the Panlong ruins, she seemed to be a changed person.
He has become more promising and unfamiliar.
if--
What if the hope of a glorious family position actually lies with the eldest son, not the second son?
"You?" Nai Luotian laughed loudly, "Are you willing to sacrifice for him? Are you willing to sacrifice yourself for him? Hahahaha, it's incredible."
He Chunhua opened his mouth but stopped talking.
At this moment, his mind turned over and over again, but in the end he couldn't say the word "yes".
Nai Luotian laughed for a long time and then said contemptuously: "Sure enough, you are still the He Chunhua I recognize! The He Chunhua who can sacrifice his own flesh and blood and the eldest son of his closest relatives!"
He Chunhua gritted his teeth secretly: "Why is Chuan'er special?"
Judging from Nai Luotian's attitude, the special factor is not his father. "Is it because of Chuan'er's biological mother?"
"This involves the secret of the body and soul. Summer insects cannot speak of ice. Even if I tell you the profound content, you will not be able to understand it." Nailuotian said, "When you asked me for help, you happened to be near the Panlong Desert.
I have a son who can be a perfect skin. How do you call this 'just right' in your human terms - oh, a coincidence. Otherwise, how could I respond?"
These humble humans never understand that the gods don't even bother to pay attention to them.
Their daily prayers and their sincere supplications are not heard by God at all!
He Chunhua took the time to ask again: "You said that Chuan'er's fate has become unclear. I thought that the God of Destiny's control over destiny would be 100% sure."
"Mortals are the best to play around with. Their lives only revolve around eating and sleeping. Their offspring will always be sick. They are elated when things go well and blame everyone when they are frustrated. They cannot escape the most superficial desires. How different can they be from sheep? It seems that their behavior is very similar.
, there is no need to work hard to calculate, and you can know their final fate." Nai Luotian laughed, "But it is different when you go up. The stronger you are, the more involved you are, the more you interact with the world, the more destiny you have.
The more complicated it becomes. For example, if I want to change your fate for you, it will take a hundred times more divine power than ordinary people to change their fate."
Those who are good at understanding people's words should not only pay attention to what the other person says, but also pay attention to what they don't say.
You need to know how to read between the lines.
He Chunhua immediately understood the underlying meaning of Na Luotian's words:
It actually believed that He Lingchuan was no longer a "mortal" in the ordinary sense.
He is no longer a playboy who is controlled by his father.
It is no longer even easily controlled by "fate".
This is terrible.
A chess piece wants to turn over, can it turn over?
"Then..." He Chunhua thought for a moment, "Can you control your own destiny?"
The God of Destiny controls the fate of mortals, so who controls the fate of the God of Destiny?
Of course Nailuotian has boundless power, but He Chunhua always feels that it doesn't seem to be so arbitrary.
Nai Luotian paused briefly and then said: "This is not what you should ask."
He Chunhua knew that he had exceeded the rules and quickly changed the subject: "But Chuan'er is back as the special envoy of Rongshan to supervise and approve the huge sum of money lent by Rongshan to the Yuan Kingdom. If something happens to him, the money from Rongshan..."
"That has nothing to do with me." Nai Luotian interrupted him and said impatiently, "You and your revenge are extremely boring. Prepare the ceremony as soon as possible, and don't let me remind you a third time!"
Then, the human face formed by the smoke dispersed, and the seven incense sticks just burned out.
The smoke in the room was choking, but He Chunhua sat motionless.
The mark of the eldest son's divine seal had been planted a long time ago. In the past ten years, Narutianti didn't mention this matter, so why is he suddenly anxious now?
Are you afraid of losing Chuan'er's skin?
No, more than that. Any divine descending is not easy for the god himself, as it consumes a huge amount of divine power.
How rare is divine power? Which god dares to use it indiscriminately?
Therefore, there must be more and more important secrets, and Nailuotian did not reveal the truth to him. It said that something had happened to itself, and that there had been some nasty changes in the dark. Is that related to Chuan'er? Or is it?
Is it related to the divine world?
Of course mortals have no idea about the environment of the God Realm and what happened in the God Realm.
Just now Nai Luotian also mentioned Panlong Desert, which seemed like an understatement, but He Chunhua intuitively believed that it actually cared about it.
What's in the Panlong Desert?
The first thing He Chunhua thought of was the ruins of the Panlong Ancient City. It was the absolute top spot in the Panlong Desert and the source of the wild sand season that breaks out every year.
Even Sun Fuping and others went to the Panlong ruins to hunt for treasures in order to come back and win the battle.
Treasure hunt…
Well, could it be that one of Nai Luotian's goals is also a big square pot?