After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 787 Father's Intentions

"There are only a few in history, and you guys really don't know much about divine energy!" Nai Luotian smiled lowly, "The power of divine descent is controllable, and it may not necessarily produce powerful destructive effects. Moreover, different skins have different endurance. Do you think I carefully selected them?" A skin sac, let you raise him just to destroy it all at once?"

"Chuan'er, he..."

"I have other skins descended from gods, and I am still alive and well, and I am not an unconscious living dead." Na Luotian asked him, "You have been in the border area for more than ten years, should you be familiar with the past of Panlong City?"

"Yes." It was a tragic past buried in yellow sand.He Chunhua did not agree with Zhong Shengguang's actions, but admired him for his character.

"Then you should know that the Red General is the skin of a God of God. During those decades, the Red General fought south and north, did she collapse?"

"Chuan'er... can it be compared with the Red General?"

"We haven't fully understood the secret of the Red General until now. But He Lingchuan's aptitude can easily carry my divine descent." Na Luotian was a little impatient, "I only put a ray of clone on him, and it is also good for him. It didn't hurt much, he still has sanity afterwards, and he will call you father, what are you afraid of?"

No matter what it says, He Chunhua will not believe it all. All the comforts of the gods have a purpose, and Na Luotian just wants him to cooperate with the god descending ceremony.But he knew that he shouldn't argue with the gods: "Why did you specify Chuan'er's skin, can you tell me now?"

"Didn't I say a long time ago that the bodies of mortals are trash, and they will collapse as soon as we come down!" Nai Luotian sighed, "There are only a few skins that can bear our strength to a limited extent. He Lingchuan's body is just like that."

He Chunhua persisted: "Why is Chuan'er so special? Can't I?"

Chuan Er grew up to be 16 years old, and he has always been so heartless and mischievous. He is not disappointed, but thinks that children should enjoy themselves in their prime years.

Just let him be happy and carefree until...

Alas, as a father, he can only give such limited compensation.

But after Chuan'er came back from the ruins of Panlong, he seemed to be a different person.

Become promising, but also unfamiliar.

if--

What if the hope of glory rests with the firstborn, not the secondborn?
"You?" Nai Luotian laughed loudly, "Are you willing to sacrifice for him, to replace him? Hahahaha, it's unbelievable."

He Chunhua opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

At this moment, his mind turned back and forth, but he couldn't say the word "willing" after all.

Nai Luotian laughed for a long time before saying contemptuously: "Sure enough, you are the He Chunhua I know! He Chunhua who can sacrifice his own flesh and blood and the eldest son of his dearest relative!"

He Chunhua gritted his teeth secretly: "Why is Chuan'er so special?"

Looking at Na Luotian's attitude, the special factor does not lie in his father. "Could it be because of Chuan'er's biological mother?"

"This involves the secrets of the body and soul. Summer insects are indescribable, and you can't understand the content that is too profound." Narakutian said, "When you asked me for help, it happened to be near the Panlong Desert. There is a son who can be the perfect skin. This 'just happens' in your human language-oh, coincidence. Otherwise, how could I respond?"

These humble human beings never understood that the gods actually didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Their daily prayers, their sincere supplications, were not heard by the gods at all!

He Chunhua seized the time to ask again: "You said that Chuan'er's fate has become unclear. I thought that the God of Destiny's control over fate would be sure."

"Ordinary people are the best to fiddle with. Their whole life revolves around eating, sleeping, and sick babies. When they are happy, they get carried away. When they are frustrated, they complain about others. They cannot jump out of the most superficial desires. How can they be different from sheep? See what they do. , You don’t need to work hard to calculate, you will know their final fate.” Nai Luotian chuckled, “But if you go up, it’s different. The stronger you are, the more you will be involved, the more you will meet with this world, and your fate will be different. The more complicated it is. Take you for example. If I want to change your luck for you, it will take a hundred times more divine power than ordinary people to change their fate."

A good speaker should not only pay attention to what the other party says, but also pay attention to what he does not say.

Know how to read between the lines.

He Chunhua immediately understood the implication of Na Luotian's words:
It actually thought that He Lingchuan was no longer a "mortal" in the general sense.

He was no longer a playboy young man who was controlled to death by his father.

Even no longer easily controlled by "fate".

This is terrible.

A chess piece wants to turn over, can turn over?

"Then..." He Chunhua thought for a while, "Can you control your own destiny?"

The God of Destiny controls the fate of mortals, so who will control the fate of the God of Destiny?
Of course Na Luotian has boundless magic power, but He Chunhua always feels that it doesn't seem to be so free-wheeling.

Na Luotian paused briefly before saying: "This is not what you should ask."

He Chunhua knew that he had overstepped the rules, so he quickly changed the subject: "But now Chuan'er is back as Rongshan's special envoy, to supervise and approve the huge sum of money that Rongshan lent to Yuan Kingdom. If something happens to him, the amount of money Rongshan..."

"That has nothing to do with me." Na Luotian interrupted him and said impatiently, "You and your revenge are extremely boring. Prepare the ceremony as soon as possible, and don't let me remind you a third time!"

Then, the human face formed by the smoke dispersed, and the seven sticks of incense just burned out.

The smoke in the room was choking, but He Chunhua sat motionless.

The seal of the Firstborn was planted long ago.In the past more than ten years, Na Luotian didn't mention this matter, why is he suddenly anxious now?

Is it because he is afraid of losing Chuan'er's skin?
No, more than that.Any divine descent is not easy for the deity itself, and consumes a huge amount of divine power.

How rare is divine power, which god dares to use it indiscriminately?
Therefore, there must be more and more important secrets, Na Luotian just didn't reveal the truth to him.It said that something had happened to itself, and that there had been some nasty changes in the dark.Is that related to Chuan'er?Or is it related to the God Realm?
Of course, mortals don't know anything about the environment of the God Realm and what happened in the God Realm.

Just now Nai Luotian also mentioned the Panlong Desert, which seems to be an understatement, but He Chunhua intuitively thinks that it actually cares a lot.

What's in the Panlong Desert?
The first thing He Chunhua thought of was the ruins of the ancient city of Panlong.That is the absolute C position in the Panlong Desert, the source of the crazy sand season that breaks out every year.

Even Sun Fuping and others ran to the ruins of Panlong to hunt for treasures in order to turn the tables and win the battle.

Treasure hunt...

Hmm, could it be that one of Naluotian's goals is also the Dafang Pot?

(End of this chapter)