The atmosphere in the East Palace Hall was harmonious.
"How do you plan to settle down the young and old in Guluo Village? Do you have any ideas?"
Liu Huaigao sat on the throne and asked.
Before returning to Luodu, the ban under the Guluo Village was destroyed by the Xingshu Emperor. Some old and weak women and children left behind by the Exiled God Clan regained their freedom and followed the Exile-Ai Ling back to Luodu to make temporary arrangements.
Entered the Xingshu Palace.
It was also at that time that Liu Huai truly saw the terrifying eye power of the seventeenth uncle.
With just one glance, the restrictions shattered.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Your Majesty said that he will order someone to build a new mansion on Qingyun Street for my family to live in."
Liu Huai nodded and said: "That's very good. This way your clan can be considered to have a place to settle down. Recuperate and recuperate in Luodu. Maybe it won't be long before the scenery of the exiled clan of the Gods will return."
"I would like to lend you your highness's kind words."
Although he said this, Exile Ai Ling had a bitter smile in his heart.
The bloody purge in the God Realm that year caused almost all the masters of the clan to die in battle, and the strong ones who were lucky enough to survive were all separated into different families and imprisoned in the God Clan's heavenly prisons to eke out an ignoble existence.
And those who were imprisoned with her in Guluo Village, except for Yi Bo who had his divine power sealed away, the rest were all old, weak, sick and disabled. Their cultivation level was not high, so how could they regain their glory?
However, if Exile Ai Ling could think of these things, how could Liu Huai not think of them?
What he was thinking about was that among the old and weak women and children left in the exiled God Clan clan, perhaps those old and weak gods would be like that in this life.
But those underage children have a promising future.
They harbor great hatred for their family and country in their hearts, long for growth, and long for strong power.
In order to avenge their hatred and restore the glory of the clan, these children will definitely practice hard.
The Han royal family never lacks resources, and Seventeenth Uncle will definitely provide them with the most superior training conditions. Coupled with their inherently strong divine clan bloodline, they may have great potential in the future.
In fact, in Liu Huai's view, the gods who were exiled from the God Clan and divided their families did not do enough.
They wouldn't understand such a simple principle as eradicating the grass and roots. Perhaps they were confident in their hearts and thought they could control everything, so they left these orphans of the clan behind.
At this time, Liu Huai looked at Liu Zhong and asked softly: "The first time you came to Luodu, you wanted to join the Shang Shu Martial Garden to practice. Do you still have this idea in your mind?"
Noticing Liu Huai's gaze, Liu Zhong, who had already somewhat understood the hierarchy of the royal family, behaved extremely respectfully, even a little reserved. He stood up and lowered his head and said, "Go back to your highness, I haven't thought about it yet."
Now, Liu Zhong also understood why the village chief's grandfather and mother forced him to come to Luodu.
Asking him to worship at Shang Shu Martial Garden was just a pretense. The actual purpose was to keep him away from Guluo Village and avoid the upcoming Boyu-Lucheng.
"Then don't go to Shang Shu Martial Garden."
Liu Huai said with finality: "Since you are the heir of my royal family, of course you have to enter the Royal Academy of the Han Dynasty. This is a test that every heir of the royal family must pass. There are the most top-notch magical methods of the Han royal family, the most abundant resources for practice, and
The most severe test. That is the most suitable place for you to practice."
"After successfully graduating from the Royal Academy, you will truly have the ability to stand alone. Of course, this is not easy, and may even be difficult."
"The mission on your shoulders is very heavy, but you are still too weak now."
Liu Huai said bluntly.
Liu Zhong lowered his head deeper, and the golden light in his eyes became more intense, but there was still a long way to go before he could awaken his true golden pupils.
He has never been a proud and arrogant person nor a person who likes to belittle himself.
Liu Zhong never thought that he was very outstanding among his peers. At best, he was considered to be superior.
Although the village chief's grandfather often said that he was already a genius rarely seen in the clan in a hundred thousand years.
In the past, he thought that the family the village chief grandpa was talking about was just Guluo Village, but later he realized that the village chief grandpa was referring to the entire Outcast God Clan.
However, when Liu Zhong saw that the young man in royal robes who was only two or three years older than him sitting on the throne was able to exert such terrifying power that day, he deeply realized that there was such a thing as the Thirteenth Heaven outside the world.
Simple truth.
The difference between him and His Highness is not even a tiny bit, even a thousand miles is not enough to make up for the gap between him and His Highness, even though he has two powerful bloodlines, the Han Royal Family and the Exile God Clan.
Little did he know that His Highness, the young man in royal robes, was the only one from the ancient times to the modern prosperous age, and it was rare to see him in several epochs.
Liu Zhong said firmly: "My brother will live up to His Highness's high expectations."
Liu Huai nodded with satisfaction.
Soon after, when the exiled Ai Ling took Liu Zhong to leave, and just as he was about to step out of the palace gate, Liu Huai's majestic voice suddenly came.
"Liu Zhong, do you hope that one day in the future you will personally lead an iron army to fight against the gods and subvert the exiled gods and separate the clans, or will Gu or Uncle Seventeen do it for you?"
Exile-Ai Ling paused in her footsteps and looked at her son, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with her.
Although his surname is Liu, the most orthodox blood of the royal clan of the clan still flows in his body, and he is also the last bloodline of the royal clan of the clan.
It's her hope.
Liu Zhong lowered his head, his eyes flickered, and the two bloodlines in his body boiled to the extreme.
He slowly clenched his fists and stood tall, gradually exuding sharpness and pride that Liu Huai had never seen in him.
"The Exile God Clan is my mother clan, but they are just a group of rebellious people. I should do it myself. Otherwise, how can my name be worthy of being written in the imperial family tree, and how can I be worthy of the last royal bloodline of the Exile clan flowing in my body?
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Liu Zhong turned his head, stared at his mother, with a guilty look on his face, and whispered: "I'm just afraid that my mother will have to wait a few more years. Your Highness is right, I am too weak now..."
Exile-Ai Ling's eyes were filled with tears, and she whispered softly: "Don't be afraid, mother is waiting for you..."