Gao Wu: You were allowed to join the army and become a five-star general?

Luo Dahai's eyes narrowed slightly. It was the first time he heard that a seventh-level demon pill was required to advance to the seventh level.

Grandpa Zhao's words continued.

"Although the Blue Star Cataclysm has been a thousand years old, we are still far behind those alien beasts and monsters of all races."

"The areas where they live have been exposed to cultivation for tens of thousands of years."

"And we started tens of thousands of years later, with only a thousand years of history. How can we compare with the alien beasts and monsters?"

"So, in essence, the invasion of alien beasts and monsters into Blue Star, although it brought killing and invaded our home, it also brought us extraordinary opportunities."

"They compete to devour the flesh and blood of the human race, and we compete with them for extraordinary opportunities, Hunting each other, devouring each other. "

"We have only been exposed to spiritual energy for a thousand years, and our talents are far lower than those of the alien beasts and the myriad races."

"I have heard that among the alien beasts and the myriad races, S-level talents can only be considered rare."

"To be rare, it must be SS-level talents."

"Even, there are many SSS-level natural demon kings among the alien beasts and the myriad races."

"So, we have no talent, so we have to rely on demon pills to advance, and Dahai, do you know why the royal family is so established?"

Grandpa Zhao asked slowly, making Luo Dahai's expression change more and more.

Thousands of years after the Great Cataclysm, the royal family has accumulated a foundation that is unimaginable.

At least Luo Dahai has heard that those who are above the sixth level are basically working for the royal family.

Over the years, the accumulated demon pills are unimaginable.

He was silent for a while, and then he heard Grandpa Zhao continue.

"When I was promoted, I used three demon lord inner pills to complete the promotion."

"Even Zilong applied for two demon lord inner pills this time."

"And these inner pills used for promotion are equivalent to what we borrowed from the royal family."

"In the future, we have to return a few of them to the royal family."

"Including my promotion to the eighth level later, it was also thanks to the eighth-level demon pills given by the royal family."

"So... Dahai, do you understand now?"

Luo Dahai listened to Mr. Zhao's words with a confused look.

He finally understood why the top leaders of the three powers were already very clear-headed and knew the shortcomings of the royal family, but they were still reluctant to overthrow the royal family.

It turned out that the prosperity of the three powers and the surge of the ancient country's strongmen were all because of the royal family.

Basically, any seventh-level strongman was cultivated by the royal family.

And are the seventh-level beasts and the myriad races easy to kill?

Just kidding, let's just talk about Mr. Zhao, who is now an eighth-level strongman, but he has only barely returned the three seventh-level demon pills.

As for the eighth-level, he has no clue yet.

The royal family has been using this to contain these strongmen and make them serve the ancient country.

"This time, Liu Yongzheng's matter is a compromise for us. We bow to the royal family once, which shows that we are still honest."

"So, Dahai, don't get involved in this matter."

"Even if it's me, an old man, if I break up with the royal family, I won't get any good results."

Mr. Zhao sighed and said, his words were full of self-mockery.

His Zhao family seems to be prosperous, with this old man sitting in charge, it is as stable as Mount Tai.

One by one, the young descendants are also developing like a blowout.

But Zhao Dalong has remained at the fifth-level Wuhou so far, and is unwilling to exchange demon pills with the royal family for promotion.

Zhao Zilong finally had the opportunity to break through the seventh level, but he had to borrow two seventh-level demon pills.

How many years will it take to repay this loan?

What about the descendants of the Zhao family?

Old Master Zhao smiled and looked at Luo Dahai in silence.

"Dahai, I admire you very much. I can rest assured knowing that Lin Cheng is handed over to you."

"But, if you want to be promoted to the seventh level in the future, don't worry about this matter."

"Remember, all forbearance is to better protect the human race."

"As long as the human race is there, everything is there."

"And once the human race is in chaos, it will not be far from extinction."

Old Master Zhao said, lying on the recliner with his eyes closed, as if he fell asleep directly.

Luo Dahai had a complicated expression on the spot.

On one side is the human race and Lin Cheng, and on the other side is a long-time friend who has been through life and death.

It is difficult for him to make a choice, or even impossible to make a choice.

Old Master Zhao brought him to the capital, and it will be difficult for him to go back.

He couldn't even answer Liu Ruyan's call because he didn't know what to say, how to say that he was powerless.

Luo Dahai sighed in his heart.

A sixth-level martial king can still be promoted based on his own talent.

As long as he is an S-level talented warrior, or a warrior who has been polished into a golden bone, he has the opportunity to be promoted to a martial king.

Luo Dahai took this path at the beginning.

He is an A-level earth element, but he hasHe persevered in polishing the golden bones, and finally succeeded, and finally broke through the King of Martial Arts.

Liu Yongzheng was different. Liu Yongzheng had an S-level wind talent. He did not polish the golden bones, and quickly promoted his talent to take over the position of the Lord of Lincheng.

"Old Liu, I..."

Luo Dahai lowered his head, and a hot tear flowed from his eyes.

No matter what he did now, he was powerless.

Mr. Zhao would not let him go. He could only wait for news here and could do nothing.

Lincheng, the Night Watchman Headquarters.

In the office on the top floor, Mu Yanfei stood by the large and bright French window, as if waiting for someone.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Hera walked in with a slightly strange look on her face.

"Minister, Gu Ming is here and wants to see you."

Mu Yanfei did not turn her head, but smiled when she heard it.

"Please let him in."

After Mu Yanfei finished speaking, Hera turned around and left to invite Gu Ming.

Soon, Gu Ming, dressed in black, came in without a cloak.

Mu Yanfei's ministerial office is very large, at least more than 100 square meters.

The decoration is elegant, but there is a wall full of weapons.

Gu Ming took a look and saw at least hundreds of swords, spears, and halberds.

Minister Mu, who had met at the Three Armies Competition, was standing by the French window at this time.

She was wearing a champagne-colored long dress, with her blonde hair tied up behind her head, and her temperament was elegant and outstanding.

Hearing the footsteps, Mu Yanfei's eyes trembled slightly as she looked out the window, and she slowly turned her head.

She first glanced at Hera, her tone indifferent but tough.

"You go out first."

"Yes, Minister."

Hera smiled and nodded, but left with some regret in her heart, not being able to eavesdrop on what Mu Yanfei wanted to say to Gu Ming.

After the people left, Gu Ming looked at Mu Yanfei calmly, and pondered in his heart.

The first thing he did when he returned to Lincheng was to see Mu Yanfei.

Among them, Gu Ming had to figure out two things.

First, Mu Yanfei's true attitude towards him, why she was friendly to him.

Second, he had to know everything that happened behind Liu Yongzheng's rebellion.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you fight a hundred battles without defeat.

Gu Ming now knows himself very well, but he doesn't know who the enemy is and how powerful he is.

So, he went to Mu Yanfei to find out.

However, the moment he saw Mu Yanfei, Gu Ming felt a throbbing in his heart.

It was a very strange feeling.