Chapter 199 The Road to Becoming a God
It was the old man with a wicker chair in the shade of a tree that he often saw downstairs in the freshman dormitory.
Maybe I heard footsteps.
The old man in Mai slowly opened his gray eyelids.
A pair of weathered and penetrating eyes emerged.
The old man smiled, and his voice was open-minded and meaningless.
It is in great contrast to the dying state at this time.
“You’re here.”
Jiang Shuo stepped forward slowly and nodded gently, “I’m here.”
The old man turned his gaze and looked at the man standing there. Yan Shaozhe beside the long table said:
"You go out first, I have something to say with the little guy."
Yan Shaozhe, who was over a hundred years old and also had white hair, was stunned.
"Teacher, I..."
"Go, go."
The old man spoke again, but waved his hand.
The dean of the Wuhun Outer Academy could only nod, "The disciple is guarding outside. If anything happens, teacher, please call me."
As the footsteps left, the door of the small building slowly closed.
Moen’s gaze returned to the dark-haired young man.
“A person’s background and vision will greatly determine his future achievements.”
“I have looked at the geniuses of the world and traveled through time, and found that no one can match you. ”
"Ancestors and even high gods, grandfather and father are at the limit of this world, your future can be said to be bright."
Hearing this conclusion, Jiang Shuo said nothing, just looking at the old man in front of him.
Moen paused for a moment and then spoke slowly.
“There is always something to be afraid of in a person’s life.”
“I thought about it again and again, but I still can’t find your weakness.”
"A person without weaknesses is terrifying. The world will fear him, be jealous of him, and even take risks to try to kill him."
Mu Xue frowned and moved behind the young man, bending her fingers slightly.
Her eyes instinctively began to explore the surroundings. If the situation was not right, even if her identity was exposed, she would pull him out of the room.
Jiang Shuo smiled and gently patted the young senior sister's shoulder to indicate that nothing would happen.
"Old guy, what do you want to say?"
"Be frank."
Moon smiled lightly, "Can I ask, what do you want?"
"I want to become a god." Jiang Shuo spread his hands and said straightforwardly The way.
Mo En smiled again and said faintly: "Becoming a god is not easy."
"Even if you, the Jiang family, have countless geniuses, you will have the ultimate inheritance from generation to generation."
"But it takes a thousand years for a god to appear."
"Then this generation must be me." Jiang Shuo pulled out the chair at the long table and sat down unceremoniously.
This action made Mu Xue stunned.
“Good ambition.” The old man praised.
“Do you know why Taixu God went to the Demonic Forest back then?”
"I don't know, is it possible that you know?" Jiang Shuo raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Taixu God is already an ancestor four thousand years ago, and is somewhat far away from his bloodline.
Some things may only be known to my grandfather, but my grandfather may think that he is just a soul king and there is no need to know now, so he doesn’t say anything.
“Inheriting the divine test is different from creating your own divine throne.” Mu En pressed his hand and motioned for Mu Xue to sit down as well.
But the girl in a pure white dress only looked at him and stood silently behind Jiang Shuo.
The old man smiled and didn't care, and continued:
"There are still a few people who have succeeded to the divine position and become gods in thousands of years."
"Those who can create their own divine status and ascend to the world, I am Looking through the history of the mainland for a hundred thousand years, there is only one Taixu God."
"He had a level of cultivation that was comparable to that of Emperor Tian, but he chose the distant and the small for the big, and went to the Sun and Moon Empire. . ”
“This is not taking advantage of the war, but the Evil Eye Tyrant has what he needs.”
The seductive words made Jiang Shuo frown, "What is it?"
"Psychic power." Mu En smiled.
“For those who take the divine test, because there is an assessment, all abilities are completed by the gods of the previous generation.”
“The angel god Qian Renxue back then was only as good as the Soul Saint. This is the principle of inheriting the divine throne."
"But those who create their own divine throne can only explore it on their own. Taixu God refined the evil emperor who was famous for his spiritual power, and this made his soul power. With matching spiritual power, you have the opportunity to create your own god. "And you, I don't see any signs of strong spiritual power."
After saying this, Jiang Shuo's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Suffered.
Information bias.
The Jiang family produces a god for thousands of years, but it does not necessarily have to be a self-created god.
He wants to create his own godhood, but his grandfather may just want him to inherit the godship arranged by an ancestor in the future and then become a god.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shuo's face darkened.
Mo En smiled faintly, "Onlookers are clear, but the authorities are confused."
"You behaved so submissively in the family that even Taixu Douluo thought you were a good grandson."
"But I have watched you fight countless times, but I can clearly see the arrogance in your heart."
"Although the God of Space and the God of Thunder are strong, I'm afraid the God of Taixu is the target of your pursuit."
Jiang Shuo's eyebrows became even more silent.
Grandpa may really think so.
The good boy has been playing for so long that he has become a stereotype.
When the divine ancestors really arrange a first-level divine position for him, he will not even cry!
After working hard for so long, will you be able to become a grandson after reaching the God Realm?
First level god, absolutely not! !
Taking a deep breath, he looked at the old man again, "It's hard for me to cultivate enough spiritual power with my martial spirit. Old guy, do you have any idea?"
Taixu Xuanlong is very powerful. , but lacks spiritual attributes.
His Jiuxuan Golden Dragon and Taichu Xuanqian are more powerful, but the Silver Dragon King also has no mental power among its nine attributes.
And now there is no evil emperor to serve as a soul ring for him.
Moen stood up slowly, his body under the gray robe was very stooped.
"The golden sea between your eyebrows is the last hope."
The old man walked slowly to a wall with a cane.
“If you cultivate your body to the extreme, your ‘mind’ may be better than your mental strength.”
Jiang Shuo's heart paused, and his eyes suddenly became clear.
Yes.
Isn’t it enough for me to become a saint in my body?
Destroy mountains and seas with one shot, and live as long as the sky.
Isn’t he also a god?
God of War!
Step quickly to keep up with the rickety old guy.
Jiang Shuo asked hurriedly: "What can you do?"
"Meditation."
"In terms of strength, I may not be able to beat your grandfather, but in terms of 'intention' There is no one like me in this world.”
Moon said slowly, and waved his palm gently.
At the end of the day, an illusory door appeared on the wall.
“My time is running out and I can only guide you for a while. How far I can go and how much I can broaden my spear spirit depends on your own destiny.”
“Go, Inside is the underground of the golden ancient tree. Enter the first room on the left, and I will use my 'meaning' to slowly lead you forward."
Hearing this method, Jiang Shuo couldn't help but. He was stunned for a moment.
Every time he used Spear Intention, he would fall into a kind of weakness. If it weren't for the Taixu True Yuan nourishing his body, he wouldn't be able to run away after the sneak attack on Bibi Dong last time.
But according to what this old guy meant, he actually planned to guide and nurture him day and night.
Jiang Shuo fell into silence.
For an old man whose life is short, this is undoubtedly a suicide attempt.
"Why...why do you want to help me like this?"
"If there are any conditions, let's talk about it. I'll think about it and see if it can be done."
Moon was holding a cane in one hand and clasping the other behind his back.
There was a hint of indifference on the withered face.
“No conditions, don’t worry.”
“You little guy is just destined to me.”
(End of this chapter)