"Your Highness, you can choose not to follow me, but you can't change your bloodline."
Long Chuan said slowly: "Even if you are reincarnated and have a new body of flesh and blood, in the eyes of the people of Chang'an, you will still be His Majesty's blood descendant."
Huo Yiming's eyes became sharp: "It's not that there is no way to change their views."
"Does His Highness want to kill his father with his own hands?" Long Chuan asked coldly.
Huo Yiming said nothing and only looked at the other person.
A smile suddenly appeared on Long Chuan's face: "Even if Your Highness is not injured, you can't even defeat me. How can you face Your Majesty?"
Huo Yiming looked calm: "So, you want to take me back?"
"Don't dare."
Long Chuan said: "I am ordered by His Majesty to take His Highness back. If His Highness is unwilling, I cannot force him."
As he spoke, the Beiju Luzhou Martial Arts Emperor's expression became serious: "In this life, I will only be loyal to Your Majesty. Even if Your Highness succeeds to the throne in the future, I may not serve a new king again, but as long as Your Highness is of His Majesty's blood,
I will not be disrespectful to His Highness."
Huo Yiming was unmoved: "If you don't do anything, I'm leaving."
He has now calmed down again and his mentality is stable.
Regardless of whether he takes action with Long Chuan or not, the other party has something right.
He needs to heal his injuries as soon as possible.
Wherever he thought, black energy surged from the wounds on his head and body, transforming into the shape of a black dragon, dissipating the remaining opponent's energy or spiritual power from the wounds.
Then, the physical Qi and blood of the twelfth-level martial arts master began to show powerful self-healing capabilities.
The wound began to heal gradually as the flesh and blood squirmed.
Long Chuan stood aside quietly, watching Huo Yiming take action, with a hint of approval in his eyes.
For martial arts masters, all their cultivation depends on themselves.
A true master must not only be able to fight, but also be able to raise.
Otherwise, it will continue to wear out due to injuries. No matter how strong your body is, how many pounds of nails can you hit?
The higher the martial arts cultivation level of a warrior, the more closely the soul is integrated with the physical body, making it difficult for him to seek reincarnation.
Most of the options for reincarnation and rebuilding have been cut off. If a warrior does not cherish himself, how can he compete with the masters of other cultivation paths?
However, warriors focus on actual combat, momentum, and bravery. They must fight the enemy and not easily retreat in fear.
In the end, the only way to solve the problem is to settle on your own body.
The more advanced a warrior is, the more he masters his own subtleties, understands all details, and even the tiniest components of the body, and masters all the mysteries of the human body.
Therefore, top martial arts masters are often also excellent doctors or even pharmacists.
At least, he is the one who is best at healing himself.
Longchuan is at the peak of the martial arts emperor. Seeing Huo Yiming healing himself at this moment, one can tell that this young man has a solid foundation and at the same time controls himself carefully.
"Martial artists need to be tempered in actual combat, but they also need time to rest, reflect and summarize before they can make progress."
Long Chuan looked at Huo Yiming and said: "Your Majesty, your life is precarious now, how can you have time to recuperate and practice quietly? With your cultivation strength, let alone progress, it is already very difficult not to regress."
Huo Yiming stared at Longchuan without saying a word.
Long Chuan said: "Even if you want to kill your father, you must have the ability to do so. You need the guidance of a famous teacher, a good environment for meditation, and enough treasures and elixirs to support you.
Originally, Chang'an City might be able to give you these, but now it's obviously impossible. Where are you going to look for it, Buddhism?"
Huo Yiming remained silent.
Long Chuan said: "When I came, His Majesty said that regardless of whether you are willing to recognize your ancestors and return to the sect, we can meet all your cultivation needs."
After a slight pause, he continued: "The same applies even if you are an enemy of His Majesty. Your Majesty has said that you don't need to feel that you owe him anything. Firstly, he has been separated from you by flesh and blood over the years, and he has the intention to compensate you. Secondly,
If you are better than your predecessor, he will only be happy, but..."
Long Chuan said calmly: "Your Majesty's talents will only be better than yours. If you make progress, Your Majesty will make faster progress. There is no chance for you to kill your father."
Huo Yiming shook his head: "There is no need to use the method of stimulating generals."
"I don't think it's necessary either. What I just said is from the bottom of my heart."
Long Chuan said: "But you are worthy of His Majesty's bloodline. When you reach the thirteenth realm, I am afraid I will no longer be your opponent. Ji Qingwen thinks very highly of himself, and he is not as good as you."
Huo Yiming fell silent again.
Long Chuan's voice was a little deeper: "Your Highness, what I say below has nothing to do with Your Majesty. It is all what Long wants to say to you."
Huo Yiming exhaled softly: "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Long Chuan said: "I have seen you fight with others. Although you are getting more and more cruel, you are still different from His Majesty. But...only Your Majesty can accept you in this world."
After Huo Yiming was silent for a while, he spoke again: "You are so loyal to him, and I want to kill him, why are you still persuading me to find him now?"
Long Chuan said: "Firstly, I don't think you have the ability. Secondly, this is your Majesty's wish, so I will do it. Thirdly, I firmly believe that after you have been with Your Majesty for a long time, you will understand that Your Majesty is the right one."
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Huo Yiming was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head: "If you don't do anything, I'll leave."
His figure disappeared on the spot.
As expected, Longchuan did not stop him or pursue him.
After a while, black mist surged around Longchuan, and a man's figure emerged from it, but it was another clone of Lei Han.
"Your Majesty, he still refuses to bow to you."
Long Chuan said: "However, I feel that he has been shaken."
Lei Han looked calm: "There's no rush."
"Yes." After Long Chuan responded, he said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, his situation is already very dangerous. If this continues, he will really die at the hands of people in Chang'an."
Lei Han was speechless.
Long Chuan immediately did not dare to ask any more questions.
Huo Yiming left alone. Although he had briefly dealt with his injury, he could only suppress it temporarily and force the wound to heal. It was impossible to recover immediately.
Especially the injury on the head.
To be completely cured, he needs a safe place to rest for a while.
But it's a pity that the people who were chasing him didn't give him this chance.
"Brother Wang, this day has finally come."
Huo Yiming looked at Wang Shenxing and others in front of him and sighed softly.
"My original intention was to escort you back, but you should understand now that swords have no eyes." Wang Shenxing's face was expressionless, and it was impossible to see the emotions in his heart.
Huo Yiming nodded: "Yes, I understand..."
At the same time as he spoke, he drew his sword out of its sheath: "It's true that I am the son of the Dragon Demon Emperor. Because of him, many people were killed or injured in Chang'an, including many of my fellow disciples. I feel more sad than you.
I hope to kill more enemies for Chang'an, and even face the Dragon Demon Emperor directly so that I can make amends for those who died.
I can accept dying in front of any enemy, but I will never accept being executed by my own people.
Even if I am wrong, I am not willing to die like this!"
"One of our own has already died at your hands." Wang Shenxing said expressionlessly.
Huo Yiming closed his eyes with a look of pain on his face.
Wang Shenxing said: "Brother Xiao of the Shushan Sect was cut in half by you. Although we tried our best to send him back to Xiniu Hezhou to the ancient leader, it was still too late. Brother Xiao died on the way."
Huo Yiming opened his eyes, with a rare hint of anger on his face: "I have no intention of killing him! I don't want to fight with him or any of you at all!"
Wang Shenxing said: "I didn't want to in the past, but Brother Xiao lost his life. You are my friend, and so is he."
Huo Yiming shouted angrily: "Your Majesty has never said that I am guilty. The rules of Chang'an City are that as long as you are loyal to Chang'an, Chang'an will accommodate everyone. Why do you have to force me?"
Wang Shenxing said: "Your Majesty can accommodate you because your Majesty has a lot of Wang Han, but your Majesty also cannot help but settle personal grudges with people from Chang'an."
At the same time as he spoke, demonic energy surged from his body, and soon one black unicorn after another appeared.
The auspicious meaning of tranquility and peace is gone, the aura exuded by these unicorns is all bloody and violent.
"This is the last warning. My original intention was to escort you back. This is my last attempt to calm down."
Wang Shenxing said: "If you fight back, I may not be able to control myself and avenge Brother Xiao."
"Evil Shadow..."
Huo Yiming's expression became calmer: "Congratulations, Brother Wang, for taking your cultivation to a higher level and reaching the evil shadow realm of the true form of the devil."
Even though he was unscathed, he still couldn't beat Wang Shenxing, who was a level above him.
But he still drew his sword out of its sheath: "I won't be captured without mercy. I shouldn't have this result!"
There is no suspense about the outcome of the battle.
The black unicorn smashed the black dragon into pieces.
The unicorn's feet were like a pillar of heaven, falling from the sky and hitting Huo Yiming's head.
Then he directly stepped on the long knife in his hand, and continued to castrate it, falling heavily on his head.
At this moment, Huo Yiming felt that he had experienced the taste of death.
But, only for a moment.
The next moment, black energy swirled around his body, condensing into a blood-eyed black dragon, rising upward into the sky, and resisting the Qilin's fallen feet.
The moment Wang Shenxing's Qilin feet touched Huo Yiming's head, he had the idea of holding back.
But just when he had this idea, he suddenly realized that something was wrong and the enemy still had the power to fight back.
Huo Yiming was slightly stunned.
This is not his power.
But it belongs to... "Dragon Demon Emperor" Lei Han!
But when?
When you met with that Long Chuan just now?
No, no...
It's Lei Han's clone!
At this moment, Huo Yiming's mind was in chaos.
But he still acted almost instinctively and took the opportunity to dodge and escape from the black unicorn's feet.
At this moment, he seemed not to be injured, and was even stronger than before.
Although he still can't defeat Wang Shenxing, he still wants to leave, so there is still hope.
Huo Yiming fled all the way and finally got away from Wang Shenxing and others.
Before he could take a breath, he felt someone else approaching.
Exactly the same as before, a clone of Lei Han.
Huo Yiming was about to speak, but Lei Han interrupted him first: "Concentrate."
Huo Yiming immediately felt that there were black dragons inside him, dancing wildly together.