Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

"Dad, are you back?" Wu Hao looked at Wu Qian excitedly.Wu Qian looked at his son, who usually couldn't pry him up until three o'clock in the morning, but today he was welcomed back at the gate, and he couldn't help but wonder whether this exception was a blessing or a disaster.

As the younger brother of the current emperor of the Wu Dynasty, Wu Qian was both a duke and a general. He liked Confucian robes and did not wear armor in informal situations. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes were extraordinary, and his thick and long eyebrows pointed directly at his temples.After handing the war horse to the servant, he strode toward Wu Hao's family members, patted Wu Hao's shoulder, and said with a smile: "My son, is it a happy event or a disaster, a big disaster or a minor disaster?"

Wu Qian and his wife loved their youngest son very much. Although he was mischievous and mischievous, he was sensible and did things in a measured way.He was only seven years old, but he didn't have the childishness of other boys of the same age. Wu Qian was proud but also a little worried that Hui Ji would be hurt.

Wu Hao shook his hair that was messed up by his father, "I just miss you! I haven't seen you for almost ten days."

Wu Qian smiled and saw that Chen Lishu was there, and immediately said, "Lishu, are you here?"

"My lord, yes, I came to the house yesterday to meet my sister and Hao'er." Chen Lishu forced himself to open his eyes and stood up straight unconsciously.Yesterday, in addition to Zuixian Tower, Wu Hao and I also went to the market to chat with a few familiar merchants, and then went to Guanyue Pavilion and Hongxiu Pavilion.When I got back to my house, I immediately went to the guest room to sleep. I originally wanted to go back to my house and take my children to a brothel. If my sister and brother-in-law found out about this, they would probably be scolded and they would not be able to escape.Wu Hao persuaded himself to go back to General Wu's Mansion, saying that he couldn't sleep because he had unfinished business. When his father came back tomorrow, he could settle his cousin's affairs before leaving, so that his uncle would feel at ease and return home. The home is also more prestigious.

Chen Lishu knew very well in his heart that this boy was afraid that his sister would find out about running away to a brothel and punish him, so he would be blamed for it.Now that I saw Wu Qian, I felt even more worried. The body that had just straightened up became a little shorter.

"Let's go into the house."

Wu Qian and his wife talked about common things, and when they talked about the purpose of Chen Lishu's visit, Wu Qian didn't deliberately hold it.He told Chen Lishu that his nephew should prepare for his promotion first. Chen Lishu left happily, and Wu Qian did not hold him back.

Wu Hao frowned, said to see his uncle off, and walked out of the lobby with Chen Lishu.

Wu Hao was thinking as he walked on the street. The two guards, covert and covert, were equipped by the Wu family directly. He was not worried that there would be inconspicuous reckless men or thieves and children that would disturb Wu Hao.Walking into a teahouse, Wu Hao sat in a daze where he could see the door, preparing to sort out the clues he had collected. A little girl with ordinary but bright eyes wanted to walk into the teahouse. As soon as she took a step forward with her right foot, she stopped. Stepping into the door, she saw Wu Hao staring at the door again. She felt flustered for a moment, glanced at Wu Hao guiltily, turned around and walked away quickly.Wu Hao was stunned. Isn't this the sick child yesterday?Just because I stole other people's money before and was educated by myself for doing good deeds, is the hatred so great?The eyes are not right either.

In the tense and orderly preparations for the mid-month ancestor worship ceremony, every process of the ancestor worship ceremony in the mansion is watched by the housekeepers.Wu Hao, Wu Qian, and Wu Simo, the eldest son of the Wu family, gathered in the study room. One was to test his teaching skills, and the other was to criticize the current shortcomings. Wu Simo was not good at martial arts and liked ink, and he was an imperial scholar.Wu Hao cleverly led the conversation from family and state affairs to Jianghu and cultivation matters.

"If a king does not practice martial arts, he cannot become a king by practicing martial arts. This is the clear rule of Qingfeng Continent. There are five levels: martial apprentice, warrior, martial artist, martial sect, and martial sage. Each level is difficult to climb. From martial master to martial sect, it is called the realm of retaining people, so Every martial sect on the mainland is the protector of each country and the ultimate embodiment of the country's strong power. Martial saints are even rarer. Basically, martial saints are pursuing transcendence or extending their lifespan. There are only known martial saints in the mainland. There are only the Lisheng of the Dali Dynasty and the Shadow Sage of the Daqing Dynasty, and these two saints rarely care about worldly affairs."

Wu Qian picked up the slightly hot tea bowl on the table, pushed the tea with the lid, blew on it again, drank it slowly, and sighed deeply. "The five major dynasties in mainland China have been standing side by side for many years. They have checked and balanced each other and set rules for many years, so they can thrive in these decades and enter the prosperous age for the first time. Hey! Hao'er, you are talented, have unique insights, and have a photographic memory. , it’s a pity that I can’t practice martial arts. Otherwise, with Haoer’s qualifications, it is possible that our Wu Dynasty will not only have one more martial arts sect, but also a martial saint. As long as we can have one more martial arts sect, then the resources our Wu Dynasty will receive from the Panshi Sect every year will be It can be greatly increased.”

After Wu Qian finished speaking, he sighed heavily. Wu Hao didn't care anymore. Instead, he comforted Wu Qian: "When heaven is about to entrust this man with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and deplete his body." My body, my actions, and my actions are chaotic. Where can I be? Father, don’t worry, no matter whether I write or govern, I, Wu Hao, can always be passed down to the world. Isn’t it possible that you, the Duke of Wei, who is about to become the King of Wuzong, can’t guarantee it? Am I, Wu Hao, the glory of my life? Haha!"

Wu Simo patted the palm of his left hand rhythmically with a folding fan, and said tactfully: "One is the beginning, seven is the prosperity, and nine is the extreme. Martial arts training requires talent and foundation. I am over seven years old. If I can't do it before the age of nine, After the true energy enters the body, even if there are strange changes later that can be used to practice martial arts, the martial arts cultivation level may not be too high."

"Ancestor Dayong has broken through the high level of the Martial Sect and is at the peak of the Martial Sect. He may enter the Martial Saint at any time. Unfortunately, the deadline is coming soon. Now it depends on who arrives first, the deadline or the great opportunity. If he can successfully enter the Martial Saint, but By adding at least 50 years to our life span, we can at least ensure that we, the great Wu, will be stable for another 50 years. Although Patriarch Wu Yong is also a martial sect, he is too far away from the martial sage to effectively deter the surrounding careerists."

"The military training method taught by Hao'er can indeed increase the chance of the soldiers in the palace becoming warriors. This method has now been applied to the armies of the DPRK and China, and has begun to show results in these border conflicts. Ten inventions were invented The rest of the tactics, under the tactical innovation, the Haohu Army swept away the troubles and became a true tiger and wolf army."

"Unfortunately, time does not wait for us. Ancestor Dayong has tried his best to reduce the time before he was born, but most of the medicines that prolong life have lost their effectiveness. Although he has cultivated to the peak through Hao'er's method, everything is in vain before he reaches the holy realm."

"Hao'er, when you were born, a mysterious Taoist appeared and gave you a message: There will be many disasters when you are young. The rise and fall are related to each other. Seven prosperous and nine extremes. Good luck meets the purple land. The dragon swims in the shallow water and condenses with perseverance. When the purple air blows out and the wind blows, the Wu Dynasty In a hundred years or ten thousand generations, the seven ups and downs will become clear. Moreover, your fate and time are consistent with the secret words left by your ancestors. From seven to nine, there are only two years left. If you cannot practice martial arts successfully and enter the true energy within these two years, If you don’t have a human body, you won’t be able to obtain the lifespan given by this world. At most, it will protect the Wu Dynasty for less than a hundred years, and it will never be mentioned for thousands of generations.”

At first, the Wu family just regarded this gift as a fun thing, but time has gradually verified what the Taoist said: breaking the traditional rules of martial arts, innovating the way of military team fighting, and introducing various new ideas and techniques, the Wu family has been invisibly transformed. The strength of the dynasty increased tenfold.

It's just that there has been no sign of the seven incidents and nine extremes, and it has gradually become a worry for the Wu family.

Wu Qian shook his head, seeming to feel pity and anger for Wu Hao's misfortune, "I don't know who spread this news. Since his birth, he has been ambushed countless times, severely injured and nearly died twice. Only you can pretend to be stupid and use tricks to lure out the thieves. Inducing most dangers. The closer to nine years old, the more dangerous Wu Liucheng will be. Dad can't always be by your side, so you have to be careful!"

After saying that, he sighed heavily, thinking in his mind: Is it really necessary to have seven prosperous and nine extremes?

Wu Qian waved his hand and said: "You guys go down first."

The room became quiet, and Wu Qian suddenly said to someone in the corner: "Ancestor is tired. In the past few years, he has helped this kid solve countless troubles overtly and covertly."

An old man's voice came from the darkness in the corner, and he couldn't see his face. His voice was gentle, like a breeze blowing on his face. "It's not a bad thing, ancestor. I have seen enough intrigues and conspiracies. It is also a good idea to experience the various aspects of life in a different way and to play with rogues." It's a good thing. Wu Erxiao is a capable person, and his life is not boring. However, I feel that Erxiao should have discovered my existence. I can smoothly step from the basic level of Wuzong to the intermediate level so quickly. Every time When it comes to important breakthrough points, this kid can always hit the core issues and inspire me. This guy is a monster, and every detail of people, things, objects, scenes, and emotions can be integrated into his next plan."

The old man was quiet for a while, as if he was thinking about what to say next. After a pause of about three to five minutes, the old man said again, "There is one thing that I shouldn't tell you now, because I'm afraid you will end up doing it after you find out." I couldn't be as calm as usual. But this is related to your son's future destiny. It's better for you to know in advance and make some preparations in advance. My father used Da Wu's next hundred years of worship to the Panshi Sect in exchange for a "Spirit Gathering Pill".

"A hundred years of worship? This is impossible!"

"Well!... In addition to the hundred-year worship, my father also promised that if he is unable to enter the holy realm, he will transform himself into a rainbow and bring military fortune back to the mainland."

There was reluctance, reluctance and self-blame for his own incompetence in Wu Yong's voice. Although he still spoke unhurriedly, the strength in his voice gradually increased, "The Great Wu Dynasty will use hundreds of years to exchange for thousands of generations. As long as there is a chance, We shouldn’t miss it. If my father is willing, I am willing, and you must also be aware of this.”

"I am willing to give everything for the Wu Dynasty. Hao'er was born in the Wu family, and is destined to be involuntarily many times. But Hao'er is only seven years old after all. Who is not playing carefree at this age? Nonsense. Hao'er has done too much for the Wu Dynasty. From the time he was sensible, he began to plan for the prosperity of the Wu Dynasty, risking his own life to attract the hidden hostile forces of the Wu Dynasty. If he hadn't been born from his mother's womb, Knowing this kid, I thought he was the reincarnation of that evildoer. He has endured so many burdens at such a young age, and as a parent, I feel extremely heartbroken." Wu Qian's voice slowly became softer, and his straight waist was no longer straight. He bent down slightly, "Extreme wisdom will inevitably hurt, deep love will not last long."

There was no sound of conversation in the study, the large red sandalwood desk next to the window was illuminated by light, and the Xingshen smoke from the Xuande stove placed on the desk was rising straight upward.Wu Qian sat solemnly and straightened his back again. He knew that Patriarch Yong had left the study.

A hundred years of worship in exchange for a chance for his son, this is a huge gamble!A hundred years of resources were exchanged for the possibility of one person practicing martial arts, and it happened to be his own son.Wu Qian wanted to refuse, feeling that Da Wu had sacrificed too much and wanted to discuss it with Wu Hao, but he couldn't bear to let Wu Hao take the responsibility for making the decision.

Wu Qian closed his eyes and struggled silently in his heart.

There was a knock at the door, and Princess Wu's voice sounded softly: "General, the time of worship is coming, move forward."