For some reason, the Blood Tiger God Emperor felt that once he accepted Wu Yanpo's statement, he felt very relaxed.
As Wu Yanpo spoke and continued to elaborate on Xiao Tian's thoughts, he began to feel that what the other party said made sense.
I have been the protector of the Zangwu Empire for so many years, so what is the meaning of it?
Protect the inheritance of Tibetan martial arts?
No, it's just a habit, a habit of doing evil.
The Zangwu Empire itself comes from Zangling, and they are a family.
So, instead of protecting the inheritance of the Zangwu Empire, why not directly protect the inheritance of Zangling?
Moreover, guarding the hidden spirit is the right way, but guarding the hidden weapon is an accomplice and an evil deed.
In the past, perhaps due to many factors, he was unable to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, and was unable to control his own behavior.
But now, he finally has such an opportunity.
The existence of Xiao Tian and the existence of hidden spirits allowed him to get such an opportunity.
Why, if you don't cherish it properly, why are you still stubbornly resisting something in this place?
There is no way to defeat him, there is no other way, and there is no hope.
Even dying by yourself is a luxury.
But after reaching the current state of cultivation and living for so many years, do I really have to give up everything?
Do you just ignore the bad things you did in the past?
If we follow what Wu Yanpo said and follow the ideas from Xiao Tian, will things become different?
Isn't it better to keep yourself useful and do more meaningful things?
"I have done too many killing things in the past. Now if I use this body to do good deeds, help more people, and save more lives, then it is the right way and the right way."
"How much of a bastard did I have to be to be able to do those things."
The Blood Tiger God Emperor kept talking, and suddenly his emotions broke down, covering his face and crying bitterly.
He didn't know why, but he felt that his past was so sinful that he couldn't look directly at it.
He used to be extremely despicable.
The Blood Tiger God Emperor, who was in pain, understood. He seemed to understand the true meaning of kindness.
The Blood Tiger God Emperor took the initiative to take a collar from Wu Yanpo's hand and put it around his neck.
This one has Xiao Tian's martial arts will and his aura.
"This is not a restraint, but a commandment. This represents the restraint you have on yourself." Wu Yanpo looked at the Blood Tiger God Emperor in front of him, put on the collar, and nodded with satisfaction, "Congratulations, you have successfully understood it.
The true truth of this world.”
"What we need to do is to correct the mistakes of the past, follow Master Xiao's teachings, do good deeds, and get rid of the past."
"Not only for hiding spirits, but also for hiding weapons. The two are the same family."
"It's time for them to become one."
Wu Yanpo's eyes were pious, his tone was sincere, and he stretched out his hand towards the Blood Tiger God Emperor in front of him.
At this moment, the Blood Tiger God Emperor's entire temperament has changed, and his red hair has fallen and cut off on its own.
It didn't take long for it to turn into a fiery red bun.
Even the beard has disappeared, and the originally old face has become much younger.
It looks softer and more delicate.
The changes in the Blood Tiger God Emperor simply frightened the other Tibetan martial gods.
They all looked here in astonishment, in disbelief, as if they were looking at a stranger.
Why?
Why did the Blood Tiger God Emperor suddenly change?
This is the sacred beast that protects the country of their Tibetan martial empire. How could it be so good that it ended up like this.
"How long will you continue to be stubborn?" At this time, the Blood Tiger God Emperor turned around and spoke to the Tibetan martial gods in front of him, his expression full of compassion.
These martial gods looked at the Blood Tiger God Emperor scolding him, and all of them had questions in their heads.
Doubt life.
After scolding the Blood Tiger God Emperor, for some reason, inexplicable thoughts appeared in his mind.
He always felt as if he had forgotten something.
I thought about it carefully, but I couldn't figure it out.
…
boom!
The deafening roar resounded like an explosion again.
The strong Tibetan martial artist spurted blood from his mouth and was blown away again.
Not long after flying upside down, they finally stabilized their bodies and looked at the man in front of them with ugly expressions.
"It seems that your skills haven't improved much." Ziji Wudi still stood in his position and sneered.
Around his body, densely packed human emperor seals were like stars in the sky, slowly rotating and flying up and down.
"Damn it..." One of the strong men with hidden martial arts couldn't help spitting blood and cursed in a low voice.
The Human Emperor Ziji is invincible, but the most troublesome thing is his Human Emperor Seal.
Logically speaking, it would be enough to refine something like the Human Emperor's Seal.
Such a spiritual weapon is not only used for offense, but also a symbol of status.
As a result, this Human Emperor refined tens of millions of them, and the quality of each one was very terrifying.
Once a fight breaks out, it is impossible to defend against it.
Countless Human Emperor Seal bombardments were coming towards us, and we had no time to dodge.
How to fight this!
Things like this are a huge headache.
"Okay, it's almost time." At this time, one of the strong men with hidden martial arts suddenly spoke to remind his companions.
Their original mission was to come here to delay.
Now, the task of delaying time is almost completed.
It's time to retreat!
"Go first!" the leader suddenly shouted, and suddenly distanced himself from Ziji Wudi.
The other Zangwu people also breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed after hearing the leader's words.
They quickly retreated away from Ziji Wudi in front of them.
After fighting for so long, they were already at the end of their tether.
If the fight continues, it is not impossible that it will be damaged in the hands of Ziji Wudi.
Here, Ziji Wudi watched these Tibetan warriors leave from a distance and did not pursue them. He also knew very well that pursuing them was meaningless.
At present, these people who hide their weapons are still on guard against themselves even when they are retreating, and they advance and retreat in an orderly manner. They have obviously made plans in advance.
What really worries Ziji Wudi is what happened inside Zangling, which is worthy of their reaction.
"I won't be able to leave this place for a while. I'm afraid I have to wait for the news from Zangling to be delivered." Ziji Wudi murmured and looked back in the direction of Zangling.
It would be best for him to go back by himself, but Ziji Wudi was worried that this would be to distract the tiger from the mountain.