Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

Looking at the extremely rampant Emperor Yonghui, Zhong Ling and Jiang Chen looked at each other and slowly stepped forward.

"Your Excellency, if you wish to die, do you do so as a Taoist slave under the Qingxu sect, or as a moral and benevolent emperor of all worlds?"

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Yonghui, who was laughing wildly, his face darkened: "If I guess correctly, you must be the leader of the nine creation gods of nothingness, the soul of Daofu creation god, right?"

"You can call me Zhong Ling." Zhong Ling put his little hands behind his back and asked with interest: "In your eyes, do I also belong to the devil?"

Hearing this, Emperor Yonghui was speechless and his cheeks twitched in embarrassment. But when he saw Jiang Chen who was leisurely tasting Chaos Alcohol and sitting down slowly, his heart couldn't help but thump.

Jiang Chen, he was clearly the master of this place, but he held back and kept his eyes open, allowing his subordinates to humiliate him and return the favor, completely crushing his desire to die.

This is the only son of Dao Chosen among living beings. Whether it is cultivation, strength, wisdom or methods, it has exceeded the expectations of all heavens and worlds.

If he wholeheartedly pursues the Tao, he will definitely become a hero of his generation, capable of overpowering the Five Great Dao Emperors. I am afraid that his future and status will never be inferior to that of the Wuji Dao.

But if he wants to become a demon, the harm and catastrophe he will bring may be thousands of times greater than the original demon god, and he will be a peerless hero that has never appeared in the world.

After thinking about this clearly, Emperor Yonghui closed his eyes slightly, as if he had made some kind of important decision.

For a long time, he ignored Zhong Ling's question, but slowly came to the square table where Jiang Chen was sitting, picked up a jar of Chaos Alcohol, opened the lid, and started pouring it into his mouth.

Zhong Ling looked at him with a curious expression.

But at this moment, Jiang Chen smiled indifferently and continued to drink by himself.

With a clang, Emperor Yonghui suddenly smashed the drained wine jar onto the square table, causing the square table to erupt with a bright and dazzling light.

Then, he looked directly at the leisurely Jiang Chen: "If you don't want to kill me, can you allow me to say a few more words?"

"Say!" Jiang Chen highlighted one word and continued drinking.

"You..." Seeing Jiang Chen disrespecting him so much, Emperor Yonghui was so angry that his anger rose, but he took a deep breath and suppressed it.

Then, he sneered and said: "As the son of Daoxuan, you have the opportunity to ascend to the position of Dao. Why are you so willing to degenerate and destroy your future? You actually join forces with the devil and cause trouble in the world?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen, who had just brought the wine jar to his mouth, paused slightly, then showed a devilish smile and continued drinking.

"You, you are simply hopeless." Emperor Yonghui roared heartbrokenly: "Thanks to the high expectations and high praise of so many great gods from you, you are like this..."

"What is a demon and what is a Tao?" Zhong Ling suddenly asked: "Emperor Yonghui, are you a demon or a Tao?"

Emperor Yonghui was startled, then turned to look at Zhong Ling: "You..."

"Occupy the cultivation resources of all heavens and all realms, and try to suppress all creatures in all realms." Zhong Ling put his little hands behind his back and said word by word: "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. Form cliques, exclude dissenters, and use one god to With his heart, he seizes the hearts of all living beings in all realms, and with the way of one god, he seizes the ways of all heavens and all realms.”

Speaking of this, Zhong Ling slowly came to the side of Emperor Yonghui: "Let me ask, if it goes against the Dao to transform nature and blocks the path of enlightenment in all realms, is it the devil or the Dao?"

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Yonghui twitched his cheeks again and was speechless.

"Whether it's the God of Grains or Qingxu." Zhong Ling turned around again and said, "Is their fight to promote the Tao and save all sentient beings, or to defend their own interests and forever be above all the heavens and worlds?"

Zhong Ling's words were so precise that they made Emperor Yonghui's cheeks turn red, white, and blue, and finally turned into speechless silence.

Regardless of whether it is the God of Grains or Emperor Qingxu, Emperor Yonghui has seen and experienced everything they have done. Anyone with a heart and brain can see what the two parties are fighting for.

As for his great emperor, in front of these two Dao Emperors, he could only look up to others and submit to their majesty.

Now, Zhong Ling's words stung him, and his deeply hidden ambition to ask questions gradually burst out, to the point of being ashamed.

"Emperor Yonghui." Zhong Ling looked at Emperor Yonghui again: "The full name is Yonghui, the Supreme Emperor of Moral Benevolence and Righteousness. You are the embodiment of the moral doctrine of one of the nine creation gods of nothingness. In terms of status, you should be second only to Wuji Dao. .”

"However, you have now fallen into the hands of a disciple of Wuji Dao, and you are even willing to die for this new disciple. How dare you judge whether he is a Taoist or a demon?"

As if his background was exposed, Emperor Yonghui trembled, his face turned pale, and he suddenly lost the arrogance he had just wanted to die.

"I know." Zhong Ling circled around Emperor Yonghui and said with a smile: "You are not having a good time in the intrigues and struggles for power and gain in this acquired world, and you have even gradually lost your way, so you are suffering. I want to die in this way and return to nothingness.”

"But have you ever thought that once you really die, will there be any morality left in the world after tomorrow?"

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Yonghui suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, showing an expression of horror and astonishment.

"You can be freed." Zhong Ling suddenly shouted with a straight face: "But where do you put all the creatures in the world?"

The last sentence was almost roared by Zhong Ling.

It was also at this moment that Emperor Yonghui suddenly knelt down with a bang, as if he had a profound enlightenment, with a look of death on his face.

"We have nine creation gods in nothingness." Zhong Ling scolded with a solemn face: "The theory of heaven and earth has derived a total of forty-nine theories. It only established life and death, yin and yang, good and evil, morality, beauty and ugliness, space, and cause and effect. , the nine great emperors of time and reincarnation.”

"Among these nine great emperors, although morality ranks fourth, it is independent of good and evil, beauty and ugliness, and yin and yang cause and effect. Why?"

Emperor Yonghui closed his eyes with pain on his face and was speechless.

"That's because we can't stop the fights and killings, conspiracies and tricks in the acquired world, one of the last two lines of defense." Zhong Ling shouted coldly: "Morality is the spiritual self-restraint of living beings, to rectify good and evil. Ugliness, self-reflection and setting standards for judging good and bad.”

"The other path is cause and effect. Everything you have done must have retribution and disaster."

"Morality is benevolence, which is the last line of defense for living beings to reflect on themselves, while cause and effect is power, which is the law that breaks the cycle of life and death for living beings and determines the level of achievement."

Speaking of this, Zhong Ling pointed at Emperor Yonghui sadly: "But what have you, the manifested moral theory, done for the creatures in the world after tomorrow, so that they only know cause and effect, and abandon morality, just Know fear and refrain from doing evil, rather than moral instruction to do more good.”

Zhong Ling's words were like sharp steel needles, piercing Emperor Yonghui's soul, causing his whole body to tremble violently, and two lines of tears had already wet his cheeks.

"The nine great emperors swallowed eight of them after Wuji gave birth to consciousness." Zhong Ling took a deep breath: "But he cannot swallow morality, and he doesn't want morality, otherwise he would not go in the opposite direction."

"You can just take advantage of this opportunity to become independent from the Wuji Dao, and even become one in the forty-nine heavens like Taichu."

"But you didn't do that. Instead, you chose to compromise. Even after we took back Wuji's body, you actually chose to join one of Wuji's disciples."

Having said this, Zhong Ling took a deep breath again: "Of course, you can argue that in order to maintain our Taoism, you have to compromise."

"But now, there are living beings rising up to challenge the law of infinite perversion. Why are you still so stubborn?"

Then, Zhong Ling bent down and looked directly at Emperor Yonghui's cheek.

"They made you so afraid that they even made you forget that you are immortal?"