The five major formations at Mingyuan Villa used to have the largest queue of practitioners before King Zhong Lin, but now they have become the Empress's home court.
The third cultivator was actually a baby. The baby had two symmetrical buns on its head, its eyes were as bright as gems, and it held a scabbard in its arms.
Qing Ge leaned down and stared at the big eyes, "How old is the baby?"
"Five years old."
said the little doll.
"Are you here to challenge me?"
Qingge asked: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
The little baby tilted his head, "Three months ago, my Dantian was burned and destroyed by strange fire. My mother told me that the Empress' Dantian was also broken, but now she is a powerful person in our heaven."
Only then did Qingge realize that the baby's Dantian was half destroyed by doubts, and it was very difficult to practice again. Fortunately, the baby was still young and would have unlimited possibilities in the future.
"Sister Empress, they all say that I am a useless person who will never be successful. A person who has lost his Dantian is not worthy of being a cultivator.
I'm very sad, so I came to the Empress Sister for advice."
The little baby showed a sad expression.
Qingge knelt down and hugged him, and said slowly: "Child, do you know that my Dantian was destroyed by bad guys with poison? During the thirteen years when my Dantian was broken, everyone said that I was a useless body and was not as good as a dog.
.
And the facts prove that God discovered your excellence and gave you a hardship because he believed you could get through it.
There will be a man of God waiting for you on the other side of the suffering."
The little baby was half confused: "But...how am I going to survive?"
"There are thousands of roads in the world, and there is one road that belongs to you."
Qingge pinched the little guy's chubby face: "Everyone knows that Dongzhou only accepts true heroes. Don't listen to those voices full of malice. Remember, when you come to Dongzhou, I will give you things."
The glory of heroes like Zhou Jiu."
"You're a little brat. If you give the ninth-level hero the honor, isn't it unfair to other heroes?"
Li Yuanhou said.
Qingge held the baby in one hand and said proudly: "Yuanjun, the future is not yours or mine. You all know that above the nine realms and in the land of thousands of generations, you and I are all inferior mortals. The so-called mortal body.
Equivalent to pigs and dogs.
There are many desirable physiques in the world, but I believe that the ordinary body is the ninth-level physique, not ordinary. It is precisely because of being ordinary that we can create a physique that shocks everyone."
"Compared to the physiques that have already appeared, creation is infinitely possible.
For example, at this moment, I firmly believe that when they grow up, they will be ninth-level heroes, full of glory! The ninth level is hope, and the mortal body is creation!"
Qing Ge stood in the square, tall and straight, with a proud smile on her face, calm and unhurried, carrying the grace of the empress, even in front of King Zhong Lin and others, she was not inferior! And her casual words were invisible.
Quietly changing the rules of heaven and earth, giving those 'mortals' who were suppressed by the Nine Realms a new hope.
They were born to abide by the rules of heaven and earth, but they forgot that mortal bodies were born to break the rules of heaven and earth.
The mortal body does not have rare elements in the world, nor does it have the talents of racial blood, or it is infinitely powerful, or it can soar with wings, or it has steel and iron bones... The mortal body is like a piece of white paper, and the soul that dominates the mortal body is
He is the one holding the paintbrush in his hand.
Maybe in the future, mortal bodies can develop dragon beards and phoenix feathers, the strength of wolves, and the hardness of scales... The ninth-level heroes mentioned by Qing Ge are the highest honor in the East Continent. From now on, the ninth-level heroes will only be awarded to those
Children who are about to be forgotten by the world are given another meaning.
Liang Xiao stood in the crowd, looking slightly insane, murmuring softly: "Ninth-class heroes, the beginning of life, the fire of hope, the light of life... How come I have never thought of such an exquisite idea!"
Liang Xiao is a good minister, he has the talent to be a civil servant, and now he is amazed by Qing Ge's whimsical ideas.
Qing Ge personally proved that the rules of the world can be broken, the shackles of the mortal body can be broken away, and the obstacles of reality cannot stop the heart from flying to the nine heavens! The little baby held Qing Ge's neck and looked at Qing Ge's side crazily.
Yan, his mind was filled with Qingge's words. He didn't understand them, but his heartstrings were plucked by them.
The little baby kissed Qing Ge on the cheek and said, "Thank you, Sister Empress."
The baby's mother stood up and saluted in a panic: "Don't blame me, Emperor Dong. The child is still young and doesn't understand etiquette."
After saying that, he glared at his son: "Why don't you come down and apologize to the empress!"
"Why?
I like the Empress Sister very much."
The little baby said in confusion.
"It's my honor, why should I blame it?"
Qingge squatted down and put down the little baby, held the hand of the baby, and patted the baby's shoulder: "I have a sword called Glory. Now I give it to you. Do you want to use this sword?"
Will this honor be passed on?"
"Sister Empress, where is the sword?"
The little baby asked curiously.
"It will appear when you become famous and can confidently say that you are a hero.
As for how many years it takes to forge a sword, it depends on your own talent and ability."
Qingge said meaningfully.
She is always like this, willing to give guidance to those who are confused, hoping that they will avoid detours and not suffer the suffering that she has experienced.
"This sword must be the strongest sword in the world!"
The little baby said happily.
"If he is in your hands, he will definitely be very strong."
"..." The little baby smiled and threw herself into her mother's arms. Before leaving, she bowed to Qing Ge and said, "Thank you, Sister Empress, for the sword. I will carry this honor and live up to the expectations of Sister Empress.
Insulting the name of the ninth grade hero."
Looking at the lively face of the little baby, she smiled softly and watched him holding his mother's hand and walking away.
Then, more and more cultivators came to seek Qingge, and the number of people queuing up at King Zhonglin's square was exceeded. This was the first time in two hundred years that this happened.
In fact, all the major phalanxes were overcrowded, but Li Yuanhou's phalanx only had a few people in it, and they were all invited by himself.
Liu Yan'er looked at Li Yuanhou and sneered, "It's a mule or a horse. You can tell if you pull it out for a walk. This fake is afraid of being tempered by fire."
Li Yuanhou was actually smart and took over Liu Yan'er's words, "What Ms. Liu of Dongzhou said is absolutely true. This fake thing is fake after all. It's hard to reach the level of elegance. Don't think that acting on behalf of the government can rival the Eastern Emperor.
"
Li Yuanhou pointed his finger at Ye Xuanji, insinuating that Liu Yan'er was also talking about Ye Xuanji.
Ye Xuanji was covered in wounds, but she had no intention of leaving. She was supported by Snow Girl and stood in front of the square formation to see the empress's grace.
Ye Xuanji raised her hands in the air, bowed, and said proudly: "The Empress of Dongzhou is a rare person in the world. It is a gift from the Empress that Xuanji can take charge of the country for several months.
My emperor’s longevity and longevity are boundless, and I will definitely win the land! I wish my empress good health for generations to come!”
Qingge had a smile on her face when she was giving instructions to the practitioners.
After all, the Empress Xuan Ji she chose was worthy of her vision.
Li Yuanhou's means of alienation were really clumsy.