Wu Wan sat in front of a hill made of treasure boxes, looking at the... egg floating in front of him, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
If he really wants to agree, how will he explain it when he goes back?
【Yes, I have a child.】
No, this is a bit beyond Wu Wan's tolerance.
To be serious, even if he does not consider unnecessary factors such as the stability of his backyard, Wu Wan must seriously consider what consequences will occur in the future once he is bound to the God of Death.
The consequence is...
'Ming, let these old people on the grassland leave in peace and not in too much pain.'
'Good father.'
The consequences may also be...
'Ming, you need to be kind to living beings. You are transcendent from the mortal world. You should understand that there needs to be a limit to the oppression of the weak by the strong. Even if there is no absolute fairness in the world, there can be justice that ends with death.'
'Father, I will remember these words.'
The consequences are more likely to be...
'Ming, become a part of the way of heaven.'
'I am willing to do my best for my father!'
Wu Wan took a breath and thought carefully, except that he accepted the God of Death, and the power that rapidly expanded in the Celestial Palace would inevitably arouse Emperor Kuang's vigilance and counterattack. In fact, there was no harm in doing so.
What's more, this is Ming's trust in himself, and it can also be regarded as the good result of all his previous arrangements in the illusion.
Responded first?
But isn’t it a bit immoral to let someone call him father for no reason?
Wu Wan was struggling in his heart, and the egg seemed to have noticed Wu Wan's hesitation, waiting there quietly, conveying the uneasiness and uneasiness in his heart to the outside world.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Wu Wan's heart, and he heard the faint sound of a bell ringing in his ears.
He caught the aura and realized it carefully, only to find that it was a reminder from the clock.
'If the master refuses to be her father, there is a 72% chance that she will become Emperor Kuang's adopted daughter in the future.'
"Ming?"
The egg trembled slightly, seeming a little nervous.
Wu Xiaoxiao asked: "I can guide you again, but are you sure that the relationship between father and daughter is needed? For example, we can be master and apprentice, and I will be your teacher for once, how about it?"
"The most intimate relationship is between father and son, Father."
The divine egg shook gently, and a ray of divine thought penetrated into Wu Huan's ears, and what he said was:
"Master Shao Siming has told me a lot about your deeds and your past, which makes me respect you very much.
You have given me a heart that is kind to living beings but distant from gods. Please continue to guide me forward.
The path you gave me is the right one, and I am extremely convinced.
The tyranny of the avenue of death originates from living beings, and only living beings have the four avenues of birth, old age, illness, and death.
Since becoming the God of Death is a fate that I cannot escape, I should hold onto the thread of fate with my backhand and move forward proactively until I can transcend the fate given to me by the great road and complete my own deconstruction and redemption.
I think these are what you want to express to me through fantasy.
That flash flood had a profound impact on me."
Wu Wan:......
Good guy, are we really qualified to guide this egg?
The deconstruction of self has emerged!
The Great Wilderness Philosophy Egg.
"Since you insist, I have no reason to refuse," Wu said with a smile, "I will give you my last name, and from now on you will be called..."
"Wu Ming?"
Shendan praised: "Although I thought the word Ming was too gentle before and your naming skills were a bit average, the name Wu Ming is not bad either."
"My surname is Xiong. If you want to be my daughter, your name should be Xiong Ming."
The divine egg fell into a long silence, and silently began to converge the divine light of Dao Yun, and began to seal the memory belonging to Ming.
"Father, Wu Ming has begun to fall asleep. We will see you in forty-nine days."
"Okay Xiong Ming."
Wu Wan said warmly: "Sweet dream."
Buzz——
Dark divine light surged from the divine egg.
Although it is pitch black, it is not offensive, as if it is an extremely pure black without any unnecessary meaning.
Wu Wan spread out a burst of immortal power and slowly wrapped the egg, but deep down he was thinking about how much shock this incident would cause in the Heavenly Palace.
The God of Death, who had high hopes from the gods in the Heavenly Palace and thought he would become the nemesis of the human realm, opened his mouth to call him father as a monk in the human realm after being reshaped...
The corners of Wu Wang's mouth twitched crazily for a while.
No, he had to find a way.
Even if it weren't for the inconvenience of communicating with Brother Yunzhongjun in the Heavenly Palace, he would have summoned the Heavenly Daoists to hold a simple meeting.
'How should we handle this matter properly?'
Wu Wan sat on the pile of treasures and fell into deep thought for a long time.
We must not be passive, we should take the initiative to resolve the subsequent turmoil of this matter.
Thinking of something else, Wu Wan held the necklace on his chest. It would be better to discuss this matter with his mother before accepting his daughter.
…
"Daughter? Father?"
Taiyin Star, in the magnificent but slightly cold moon palace.
Emperor Kuang stood up from the bed, divine light surged around him and condensed into a long robe, and the faint alcoholism around him quietly dissipated.
As the emperor moved forward, the curtains beside the bed slowly dropped, covering the beautiful scroll inside.
Emperor Kuang asked curiously: "Are you saying that the God of Death, under the persuasion of Shao Siming, intends to recognize Wu Wangzi as his father?"
In the corner of the main hall, behind layers of curtains, there are three vaguely female figures kneeling down; these are the eyes and ears of the emperor, which are not visible to others on weekdays and are in charge of Chang Xi.
"Your Majesty, the news is conclusive."
"The reshaped body of the God of Death has been sent to the temple of the God of Fengchun by Shao Siming."
"Your Majesty, isn't Fengchun God's move a little excessive?"
Emperor Kuang asked: "Did Wuwangzi take the initiative to say that he would be the father of the God of Death, or did the God of Death propose to recognize him as his father?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, it was the God of Death who raised this matter."
"oh?"
Emperor Kuang's face was as calm as water, and he stood in front of the pool with his hands folded, thinking quietly.
The three figures in the corner bowed their heads and knelt down, not daring to breathe.
Emperor Kuang suddenly showed a faint smile and said in confusion:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Tell me, how did this Wuhuangzi do it?
It was obviously him who planned and plotted against the God of Death for half of his life, but in the end, the God of Death was only grateful to him."
"Your Majesty, we are stupid."
"You are indeed stupid," Emperor Kuang said calmly, "I had to come and report this when I was in a good mood."
The three figures were almost lying on the ground, their whole bodies were trembling slightly.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
"Don't show such fear, just like how cruel I am."
Emperor Kuang smiled, sighed softly, and murmured:
"It seems that Wu Huanzi's strong luck is indeed extraordinary. Whether in the human realm or in the My Heavenly Palace, he is gathering momentum to rise.
Reproduction, Death, Mirror God, could it be that guy from the God of Luck is deliberately disgusting me?
There may still be a gap in the seal of heaven and earth."
The words stopped abruptly, and a faint smile appeared on Di Kuang's lips, and he said slowly: "Publish the news everywhere in the Heavenly Palace, saying that I am quite dissatisfied with the God of Fengchun who accepted the God of Death as his daughter.
Go down."
The three figures received the order in a low voice, stood up and took a few steps back, blending into the corner of the hall and disappearing suddenly.
On the bed, the beautiful woman asked the Emperor why he didn't understand the charm. The Emperor chuckled softly and floated away, as if he was not affected by this matter.
at the same time.
In the Human Domain, near Mie Zong, the hot spring where Wu Wan occasionally went was in front of the temple gate embedded in the mountain wall here.
"What?"
Brother Yun Zhongjun looked like a god of sleep, staring dumbly at the shadow of Cang Xue in front of him, making gestures with his hands, and his eyes almost popped out.
"The God of Death has taken the initiative to recognize Wuwu as his father?! What, what is going on?"
Yun Zhongjun frowned and walked back and forth in front of the palace door.
Cang Xue asked curiously: "What's going on? But what are the hidden dangers? The God of Death has been trained by Ba'er in the fantasy realm for a long time. He is a gentle, elegant and well-educated person. I quite like him."
"The question is not whether the God of Death is well-behaved or not!"
Yun Zhongjun stopped pacing and his eyes were extremely complicated for a moment, "The problem is that this matter will make Wuwu passive."
"It's not that he planned anything, it was the God of Death who took the initiative to recognize his father."
Cang Xue was slightly disapproving, her face a little cold:
"If their Heavenly Palace is unreasonable and uses this opportunity to bully Ba'er, I will definitely seek an explanation from them!"
Yun Zhongjun smiled and said: "Please be patient, Ice God, please be patient. This matter is not that bad, and overall, this is a great good thing for the way of heaven."
"How to say it?"
"First of all, the God of Death is extremely special, but he has been unable to grow in the past years."
Yun Zhongjun said slowly:
"While the Heavenly Palace had high hopes for the God of Death, it was constantly disappointed. As time went by, everyone almost forgot about this God, and equated the God of Death with trash.
Therefore, the fact that the God of Death recognizes his father will not have a strong impact on the gods of the Heavenly Palace.
They may even think that this was something we Wuwu had planned long ago, and they will be a little more wary of Wuwu."
Cang Xue smiled and said, "Isn't that just right?"
"But the question is, how does Emperor Kuang view this matter."
Yun Zhongjun sighed:
"Wuwang is in the Heavenly Palace, and the reason why no one is provoking him at this time is because Emperor Kuang, Xihe and the couple expressed their preference and support for Wuwang openly and secretly.
If according to what Wu Wu said, the God of Death was Emperor Kuang's means to deal with Zhu Long, then it would not be a good thing for Emperor Kuang to have the God of Death captured by Wu Wu.
Emperor Kuang prefers a god of death who obeys his orders."
"Will Di Kuang cause trouble for Ba'er?"
"No," Yun Zhongjun said, "Now that Emperor Kuang wants to use the power of living beings for his own use, and uses Wuwu as a sign, he will not do something stupid like shooting himself in the foot.
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What we need to worry about now is that Emperor Kuang will put pressure on Wuwu from other aspects, causing Wuwu to surrender the God of Death under pressure."
Cang Xue hummed: "Then let Di Kuang feel what pressure is."
"Hey, there's no need for Ice God to take action, I can just deal with it!"
Yun Zhongjun smiled and said: "The Ice God is our biggest reliance on Tiandao now. If he moves too frequently, the deterrent will not be that strong."
Cang Xue nodded slightly: "Everything depends on the God of Yunmeng. Do you need me to tell Ba'er anything?"
"Let me consider it carefully."
Yun Zhongjun groaned for a few times and then said:
"If everything in the Heavenly Palace is calm next, then there is no need to worry about it.
If there are rumors in the Heavenly Palace that the Emperor is dissatisfied with Fengchun God for accepting the God of Death as his daughter, then give Wuwang the news, which will allow Wuwu to advance or retreat, bring the God of Death to see Emperor Kuang, and directly ask Emperor Kuang to let him go.
Be free and leave the Heavenly Palace.
Di Kuang, the Emperor of Heaven, likes to show off his magnanimity to others and loves to live up to his fame.
Naturally, Wuwu has to make his own decision, he is the leader of our Heavenly Way, and 80% of the problems we can see, he has already started to solve."
"oh?"
Cang Xue smiled nonchalantly and said slowly: "Ba'er is actually still a child after all."
Yunzhongjun:......
Your children are about to start a new era of gods!
Of course, you shouldn’t speak so arrogantly towards the Ice God. Yun Zhongjun said warmly:
"In your eyes, the leader will always be your heir, but as far as the pattern of heaven and earth is concerned, the leader has gradually taken the initiative.
If you think about it, the order of Heavenly Dao only needs to be expanded to eight people. Not including the Human Emperor, there are a total of eight powerful gods at the level of Shao Si Ming to work for Heavenly Dao. If the Human Realm represents the camp of living beings supporting Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Palace will not have the power to backhand.
But if you want to achieve the goal of winning the entire world without destroying the current order, Heaven has to do more. This is the main reason why the leader is willing to risk going to the Heavenly Palace.
Lord Ice God, can you think about it, whether we have the opportunity to attract some well-behaved supporters on Zhulong's side...such as the God of Fortune?"
Cang Xue suddenly chuckled:
"God of Luck, don't worry too much, I have already arranged this matter.
My father, the Water God, is in some trouble. He has an old-fashioned temperament and prefers death. He is more grateful to Zhulong. The best he can do is to persuade him to be neutral.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As for the other gods under Zhulong, I still need to consider it carefully."
"This matter will trouble you, Lord Ice God."
"The God of Yunmeng is welcome."
Cang Xue said softly, bowed slightly to Yun Zhongjun, and the shadow quietly disappeared.
Yun Zhongjun frowned with his hands behind his hands, stood in front of the hall and thought for a while, and soon laughed:
"It's probably just a waste of worry. That guy won't give up until he stirs up trouble in the Heavenly Palace."
…
"The weather is so sunny and the flowers are smelling everywhere."
Wu Wan recited a poem and stepped out from the front door of the temple.
What kind of clothing is it? A broad-shouldered robe embroidered with gold dragons on a white background!
What kind of boots are they? Thick-soled flying fin bronzing boots!
Her long hair flows freely in the wind, and the hoops stand up more than three inches; the jade rings on her waist are not expensive, and the cuffs are wrapped with ice gold crystals.
He took the eight-figure step, lit up the fairy light, held the egg of the god in his left hand, supported his waist with his right hand, took two steps forward, stepped on a white cloud, and swaggered towards the depths of the heavenly palace.
Encountering the God of Heavenly Palace on the road, Wu Wan took the initiative to say hello:
"Where are you going, my dear friend?"
"Here, here is, let's go hang out in front... Where are you going, sir?"
"I'll just take a walk."
Wu Wan responded with dignity and placed the Heavenly God Egg in the most conspicuous position, "I got a daughter for no reason. I don't have to go to Da Siming to ask if it is in compliance with the rules and how to announce it to the outside world."
The Zheng Shen broke out in a cold sweat, and felt that there was a huge whirlpool in front of him, which almost wanted to drag him in and swallow him whole.
Fortunately, Wu Wang said, "It's up to you, my friend," and then floated away with the egg in his hands.
On the road ahead, the cloud head moved out of the way, and the divine guard closed his eyes, fearing that he would bump into the eyes of the God of Spring.
But Wu Wan seemed to be in a good mood today and went so far as to greet people everywhere. The divine guards with tiger heads, leopard heads, and jackal heads even received cordial greetings from the God of Fengchun.
"Are you all standing? Well, stand still."
"Hey, where are you going, sir? Come and see if our daughter is beautiful and beautiful before she breaks out of her shell."
"Excuse me, I would like to ask, do you really have to go to Da Siming to register in Tiangong? Da Siming and I don't like to see each other."
The divine guards almost knelt down in front of Wu Wan, and they all hesitated and didn't know how to answer.
What is swaggering through the market?
Wu Wang is just showing off.
Carrying the egg transformed by the God of Death, he swaggered to the temple of Da Siming. Without warning or shouting, he broke into the temple and started shouting:
"Da Siming! Come here and give my daughter a divine status!"
At that moment, Da Siming, who was waiting by the window, turned black.