The car window glass reflected the delicate faces of boys and girls, like sacrifices placed on an altar.
Li Longyuan's eyes were deep and as indifferent as water. The emperor's words echoed in his ears, "I am you in the past, and if I can, I will be you in the future."
Li Chengqian also warned him that if he accepts any gift related to fate, he will mark the price secretly.
He even forcibly took back the Tai'a sword, although it was of no use.
But what can Li Yongyuan do? Man does not compete with God.
He only knew that if he could not live forever, then there would be no difference in the eyes of heaven and earth between a hundred years of life and a brief moment.
Li Yongyuan carefully controlled this unknown gift and only used it at the most critical moment.
Therefore, the tragic fate of Ye Sheng and Shu De Aki was rewritten, and Lu Mingfei survived the roundup of the Celestial Church.
But Li Longyuan had a strong feeling that if he used the emperor's power this time, he would pay an unimaginable price.
"I have never been a businessman who buys or sells forcefully. If you are not prepared for the transaction, don't make a hasty decision."
The reflection on the glass surface changed, and the shadow belonging to Li Yongyuan showed a gloomy expression, and his golden eyes shone brightly.
"After all, I have patience."
The emperor's words truly fell in Li Longyuan's ears.
"Like what I did to my father?"
Li Longyuan raised his lips slightly and asked in his mind.
Li Che, the son of Li Chengqian, the 62nd generation head of the Li family, and the former true king.
He was also the former sword master of Tai'a Sword.
He died on Jiachen day of Wuzi month in the year of Gengchen and Dragon, and was buried at the bottom of the Greenland ice sea.
Li Longyuan's memory of that year is very vague. He only remembers that he was on the endless ice sea, covered by clouds, thunder and lightning roaring, and any giant ship that humans are proud of would be submerged in the huge waves.
But a fragile child miraculously survived that devastating disaster.
Of course, he was the only one left.
Apart from the blessing of gods, there is no other reason to explain it.
Li Longyuan never believed in gods until he saw with his own eyes that a sword could cut open the Bronze City and cut off the roaring Yangtze River.
It's a miracle.
He then confirmed his guess that Li Che was able to protect himself from the disaster of annihilation just because he used this power after reaching some kind of deal with the First Emperor.
Although Li Longyuan's memory of his father had long been vague, he unconsciously clenched his hands when he mentioned him in front of the emperor.
"Li Che is a very capable person, and he has taken every step on the road to becoming a god very steadily. It's a pity that his talent is not good enough, and he did not wait for the right time."
The emperor chuckled, mentioning his dead father in front of Li Longyuan without any hesitation.
"It's like a pottery embryo being fired in a kiln. If the firepower suddenly rises too high and too intense, the rough embryo will crack and break. This was what happened to Li Che before his death."
The emperor also said that in his eyes, death was not a taboo thing.
Or, in that disaster caused by the King of Ocean and Water, the entire ship should have died.
Li Yongyuan who survived was the lucky one to receive the gift of fate.
"enough."
Li Longyuan only saw a cold scene in the emperor's words.
The man was burning on the boundless sea of ice, his seven orifices spitting fire, and his organs were gradually carbonized under the high temperature.
He endured pain that was ten times greater than that of burning in order to gain hope for his son to survive a world-destroying tsunami.
"People will always make some choices to escape or transcend life and death because of desire or love, but gods will not. This is the difference between humanity and heaven."
The emperor, whose figure was reflected in the car window, looked at Eriyi who was sitting obediently next to Li Yongyuan and curiously looking at the rain outside the window, and slowly smiled.
"Actually, I don't look forward to a transaction with you, at least until you are ready. Whether I wait thirty years or fifty years, there is no difference in my eyes."
The emperor paced carelessly.
“In the eyes of craftsmen, burnt roughware is as despicable as clay. Only exquisite porcelain can be carried into elegant halls.
I hope you can calm down and carve it carefully so that I don't have to look for another pottery embryo."
The smiling emperor raised his hand to end the conversation.
In front of Li Yongyuan's eyes, the rain poured down the car window again, blurring the street view outside the window.
The young man smiled, as if sarcastically.
He roughly guessed that the path to immortality of the orthodox family heads in the past generations, in addition to studying the cocoonization of immortal species such as dragons, also lies in this Tai'a sword.
Because it carries the soul of the First Emperor, the only immortal human soul in history.
Even immortal species like dragons must rely on cocooning to keep their bodies incorruptible for a long time.
Compared with the immortality of the body, what is more difficult to achieve is the immortality of the soul.
If you want to know the reason why the soul is immortal, there is no more direct way than making a deal with the emperor.
Li Longyuan originally thought that he was the only one who knew the emperor's secrets, but gradually he discovered that the emperor and Zhengtong had a connection a long time ago.
Li Chengqian first gave Tai'a to him and then took it back again, perhaps because he was afraid that Li Longyuan would go astray at a young age.
But why didn't my grandfather leave any notes in the secret room of Ganlu Hall to tell the secret of the emperor's origins?
The young man raised his eyebrows, then relaxed.
The emperor is always a supporter of orthodoxy. His patience is beyond imagination, and he even hopes that the requester will be fully prepared.
Li Che died because he wanted to die in exchange for Li Longyuan's life.
It's just that the emperor's trading partner seems to be a bit special. At least for now, Li Longyuan has not heard of anyone else alive.
As for his father Li Che, in the eyes of the emperor, he might just be a rough embryo that cracked in the kiln, which is really ridiculous.
While thinking, Li Longyuan noticed that the palm of his hand was lightly scratched by delicate fingers.
Turning around, Eriki looked up at him with her white and tender face and stared at him cutely. She also held up a small notebook in her hand and shook it. It read "Asakusa Temple (?>?)" on it.
She obviously still doesn't know the purpose of Li Longyuan taking her away, and how much trouble this will cause to the Sheqiba family.
"Okay, let's go to Sensoji Temple."
Li Yongyuan had no intention of taking Eri Yi to go to the eternal hell of fierce ghosts to cause trouble. It seemed too deliberate.
It would be better to just hide in Tokyo and make both the Snake Qi Eight Family and the Fierce Ghosts suspicious.
"Wear a fox mask."
The red-haired girl's eyes were bright as she continued to write. Apparently she still remembered the message Li Yongyuan sent her on Christmas Eve.
"certainly."
Li Yongyuan took out the mask from his arms, which was also a powerful tool for concealing his identity.
Seeing the young man nodding, Eri immediately smiled innocently.
Li Longyuan looked at her carefree appearance and sighed inwardly.
How could anyone be so stupid as to make a life-or-death decision based on desire and love?
Even if there is, it is just the impulse of the short-sighted or the deception of the ignorant.
"Fengjun, Merry Christmas Eve."
Suddenly, Eriyi clung to his ear as docile as a cat and spoke word by word.
Her voice was very soft, but very beautiful, as if she had exhausted all her strength.
Today is not Christmas Eve, but Li Yongyuan smiled silently.