At a speed comparable to a supersonic fighter, Ji Qianbai's qi slightly retracted, and the wind that hit him immediately became sharper than a knife.

Emperor Wu was so arrogant? Wang Ce was so scared. His own qi protected his body and said, "Just kidding, Emperor Ji Wu doesn't have to be serious." He said with his mouth, and there were countless thoughts in his mind. Wang Ce kept silent and waited for a while. Sure enough, Ji Qianbai said lightly: "I don't like this joke. Respecting teachers and respecting Taoism is the common practice of people. If you can't even do this, and only seeking the so-called benefits, you will be inferior."

"There is no benefit. The matter of becoming a disciple is just a thought in your heart."

Wang Ce lowered his head and looked down from the sky thousands of meters. Everything on the earth reminded him of the scenery before the plane took off and landed in his previous life. He shook his head in a daze, without saying much.

Ji Qianbai looked surprised and Wang Ce calmed down again and said with a smile: "Emperor Ji Wu, I am just curious about why I am? Why should I accept me as my disciple? Although my talent is good, it is not as good as some people."

Wang Ce was telling the truth. He naturally knew how talented he had in martial arts. However, others did not think so.

Ji Qianbai glanced at Wang Ce in surprise and looked at his home in a straight face. It was never easy to be able to look at his home. Even the resolute Emperor Wu is inevitably lost. It is really rare and valuable to be able to have such a young man, Wang Ce.

"Everyone speaks about the talent of a warrior. What is the talent?" Ji Qianbai asked and answered himself, saying to Wang Ce: "The body roots and bones, as well as the enlightenment. The roots and bones are born, but the enlightenment is not the same."

Wang Ce nodded, and the body of his ill-gotten predecessor did show sè, which he did not deny.

He dared not say that he was negligent in practicing. In fact, most of the time, he was not as diligent as others. He could achieve today's cultivation, but he actually had part of the causes of the roots and bones of the body.

"My physical talent is only ordinary. I can achieve the present and today, relying on enlightenment. What is enlightenment?" Ji Qianbai asked suddenly, his eyes burning.

Is it a test? Wang Ce thought about it for a while and replied: "Enlightenment means experience, state of mind, and even the path you have taken when you were born, and the path you will take in the future."

Ji Qianbai nodded: "It is probably the case that you have achieved the three things. How big is the contrast between others' view of you? You have been deified at a young age, which is enough to prove your enlightenment."

"Before deification, it was mostly based on physical talent. After deification, it was relied on Wu Qianfa, which was worthy of being accumulating the old Wu Emperor, and it hit the nail on the head. It was not that after deification, there was no need to accumulate cultivation, but that the lifespan would be greatly extended and there was plenty of time to accumulate cultivation.

A young genius, no matter how good his talent is, if he doesn't become a deified for a day, it will always be just potential. However, a deified master will only regard you as a junior and will not put you on an equal position.

However, any three huā means that the potential bursts out. In the future, no one will think that you only have potential.

It is described in an inappropriate way. Before deification, it is a child. After deification, it is an adult.

Wang Ce blinked his eyelids. This action was done three years ago, and it was cute and cute. Three years later, it was lively: "Then?"

Ji Qianbai said lightly: "You have talent and should not be wasted. Four years ago in Northern Tang, Lou Fu intended to accept you as his disciple!" He paused and a little sad: "However, at that time, I couldn't see clearly your temper, and only said that you are cunning and have no faith..."

"alright.

"Wang Ce's face turned dark. If he continued, he was almost a scumbag. This was not a master or a disciple, but a slap on his forehead.

Seeing Wang Ce's look of a grievance, Ji Qianbai couldn't help laughing: "For four years, I have understood it and thought that your apprentice would accept it."

Wang Ce suddenly looked, smiled with a high-high smile, and then he scratched his head and said, "Or, if you accept one apprentice, you can accept one, and three or five, it's better." He almost thought it was a big sale after jumping off a building.

Boss, this is Emperor Wu’s enrollment of disciples. It’s not that you go to school to teach, one teacher teaches several classes and hundreds of students, and you will be more talented, a scumbag or ghost in the future.

Seeing that Ji Qianbai's face was wrong, Wang Ce laughed: "I guess you know Api Ak. Haitang Niu and Big Xiong are both very good at it. Otherwise, take them away too." Ji Qianbai's face was a little foggy and said calmly: "Zhu Haitang and Xiong Shiwu both came out, but Zhu Haitang has a master, and he is also Emperor Wu. Song Feiran, have you heard of it?" Wang Ce shook his head, but was secretly surprised.

Ji Qianbai shook his head and chuckled: "Your fiancée and Lao Song were in Dalu two years ago. Later, it was your fiancée who begged him, and Lao Song took action to save you." It was him! Wang Ce took his chin, remembered the Emperor Wu, and nodded and smiled. Ji Qianbai glanced at him and said: "The Emperor Wu accepted the disciples, but he rarely interfered in various countries. However, I know what you are worried about."

"Don't worry, I don't plan to leave Sin State for the time being."

Seeing Ji Qianbai's gaze as if he was smiling, Wang Ce's heart skipped a beat and he was flattering: "Master is indeed wise and powerful. He can see through his disciple's little abacus at first sight. The disciple admires him very much." Ji Qianbai was glad and nodded with satisfaction: "I don't like you worry about the world, but since it's your wish, I will do it as you. Go back and make up for the ceremony." Wang Ce scratched his head embarrassedly, and only had one thought in his heart: There is something wrong, there is definitely something wrong!

A dignified willful Emperor Wu came to you with a gaze, crying and shouting that he had to force you to take him as his teacher. It would be strange if you don’t have any problem. Do you think Emperor Wu is a person with no moral integrity and self-esteem!

If this is true, Wang Ce would have to say: It’s so strong to have a circle.

All the last state that entered the North River felt despair personally, a kind of extremely clear despair.

When people are in the city, they will really feel that a lifelessness, officials, soldiers, and people are all lifeless, without a single hope. On the contrary, it is a kind of numbness before the arrival of the doomsday judgment.

Everyone wishes that this doomsday judgment will come earlier, rather than delaying it, which will only drag people's hearts to death.

An official rode across the street under the protection of several entourages. The numb people raised their eyelids with haggard expressions, and their complex eyes were filled with things that could not be described.

Lin Xu was inexplicably sad. As Beiliu’s newly promoted cabinet assistant, he could feel that this kind of gaze was not pricked on his body, but in his heart. However, his so-called auxiliary government assistant could not do anything.

Powerless, this is the cruel truth placed in front of Beiliu.

Everyone is struggling with the last chance, and everyone wants to end it sooner. Originally, if there was a Martial Emperor who came to make a fuss and intimidate the two major families two years ago, it would have been a long time since Beiliu.

The best house in the city is now the temporary palace of Emperor Beiliu. When Di Xu enters, he can vaguely hear some upsetting sounds of play.

Di Xu saw the last emperor of Beiliu, and seemed to give in and let the palace maids accompany him to catch Mizang. His face twitched slightly, and he stepped forward to meet the emperor and said bitterly: "Your Majesty, there is not much food in the state. In addition, the two major rebels are afraid that they will attack soon."

After the death of the first emperor two years ago, because only Liu Wuxia, the only daughter, the royal family re-elected an old emperor. However, it is not necessary to mention his own abilities.

The last emperor Liulu was panicked and afraid, and didn't know how to answer for a moment. The chief assistant Liu Guangqi, who was beside him, interrupted dissatisfiedly: "Di Xu, you are the governor and the prefect of this state. You can do whatever you want. Don't disturb Your Majesty's big business." The big business? Di Xu knew it was not, but he still couldn't help but Liulu was inexplicably contempt. If it weren't for the local people, he wouldn't bother with such auxiliary business.

He wanted to say something, but Di Xu didn't say what he was in the end. The last breath was too rotten.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a voice suddenly came: "The eldest princess is here." Di Xu's heart moved and he couldn't leave.

Liu Wuxia is already a graceful girl, dressed in a plain white palace outfit, but she is incompatible with the rotten aura of the last generation. Don’t even talk about Liu Guangqi, even the emperor felt particularly dazzling: "Wuxia, what does your outfit mean? Our Beiliu has not yet destroyed our country."

Liu Guangqi quietly gave the emperor a look. The emperor was reminded and hurriedly said, "Wuxia, we have already found out about Emperor Wu two years ago. It is from Jiuzhou and Wang Ce's master. Don't you have a good relationship with Wang Ce? Go and invite the Emperor Wu to come!"

The emperor suddenly turned red and was intoxicated by the dominance of the Heroic Tu: "As long as you invite me, what is the rebels? I will revitalize my reputation in Beiliu and conquer the lost territory." Di Xu almost laughed. What is the relationship between Wang Ce and Beiliu, and why should I help Beiliu?

The last emperor and the royal family had the shame and pretended to forget, and he and many people could not forget what happened two years ago.

Liu Wuxia's eyes were filled with melancholy: "Your Majesty, I don't know that Martial Emperor, how can I invite him?" Liu Guangqi, the royal family who also serves as the chief minister, sneered: "Wuxia, you have a good relationship with Wang Ce. He was sent back then. He is still alive now. As long as you ask him, you can always get it!" Liu Wuxia's eyes were as pure as crystal: "I can help for a while, but I can't help for a lifetime. Your Majesty, if you want to revitalize the prestige of Beiliu, you will always have to come by yourself. Relying on others is not a solution." Di Xu just wanted to applaud, and he regretted it vaguely. If the princess ascended the throne, it would be different.

The last emperor laughed at the high point: "No, not bad, I understand this principle too. So, what I am waiting for this time is to ask you to marry Wang Ce, and that Wang Ce and that Emperor Wu are our Beiliu people!" Liu Wuxia was stunned, and a trace of anger appeared on her delicate face: "Your Majesty!"

Liu Guangqi sneered: "Princess, don't forget, this is what Your Majesty meant. If you marry, you will definitely marry. If you don't marry Wang Ce, you will also marry someone else. You must bring some benefits to Beiliu."

"You!" Liu Wuxia changed in disbelief and said coldly: "If you don't marry Wang Ce, who do you want me to marry?"

"If you don't marry Wang Ce? Then marry Dalu." Liu Guangqi put on a look of sacrifice for Beiliu, you, a little princess.

Di Xu shook his head and said nothing, and suddenly a voice came from beside him: "Marrying into Dalu? It's interesting." Di Xu was startled and looked at the young man dressed in a samurai costume beside him.
Chapter completed!