"What?!"
"Which emperor's descendant is she?!"
Lin Buzheng was startled after hearing this. He didn't expect this thin girl who only knew how to cry to be the descendant of a supreme emperor.
"Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor!"
Xiao Grey slowly uttered. The emperor's name seemed to contain a strange power that caused Lin Buzheng's heart to stop beating in an instant.
The name of the Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor was known by everyone in the martial world because he was the emperor who created the dao of alchemy in the history of the human race.
The Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor proved his dao in the ancient era, when the human race was slow and lacked intelligence.
At that time, the human race was naturally weak and became food for the demon race. Even with cultivators becoming sovereigns, they could only barely protect the human race from extinction and were far from being able to fight against the demon giants.
The Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor remembered the human race's innate weakness and decided to create a method to reverse this disadvantage.
Starting from the dao of alchemy, obtaining items with spirituality in the heavens, fusing them, refining them, extracting their essences, and discarding their impurities. This method became the dao of alchemy in the future.
Because of this dao of alchemy, the human race was able to use worldly treasures to make up for their deficiencies. This allowed their physiques to infinitely approach or even surpass the worldly beasts.
The Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor's contributions to the human race were immeasurable. Because of this, he was one of the ten emperors of the human race, just like the creator of the river of fate, the Driftcloud Emperor, and the Samsara Emperor.
Who would have thought that this weak and lonely girl was the descendant of the Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor?
"My name is Yun Weiwei. My parents died at a young age and I grew up in a small village. I don't know what you are talking about …" The girl hesitated for a moment before gently shaking her head. She didn't dare to believe that Xiao Grey was telling the truth.
"Xiao Grey, are you sure she is the descendant of the Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor?"
Lin Buzheng also frowned.
Yun Weiwei's temperament and performance were far too lacking compared to the likes of Zhan Yi, Yun Zhongjun, and Xian Qing 'er. Even if she was the descendant of the Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor, her imperial bloodline would be extremely thin, almost no different from an ordinary person.
"Meow, when have I ever been wrong?"
"The fiery image behind her is the emperor's bloodline ability, the Three Eras Flame!"
"White, black, and red flames represent the three flames of Heaven, Earth, and Mortal. Not only are they the most suitable flames for pill refinement in this world, but their power is also terrifying. Legend has it that in the past, the Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor used this flame to refine a God-Monarch alive!"
"As for this cauldron, although it is rusted and its power is not apparent, I suspect that this is the cauldron personally created by the Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor countless years ago for pill refinement, the Myriad Longevity Immortal Cauldron!"
Gray retorted. "Yun" Yun, "Tian". Chen, to "to, to" to "Lie," "Yun", but to to "". to to to to, to, to to to, "to," to, "to, to to," "to to to to," ".
This was the only way to explain why she didn't need to cultivate at all when she was young, yet her martial arts cultivation had skyrocketed. Now that she was participating in the Divine Might Sect's entrance test, why the phenomenon of her bloodline ability was even more shocking than some peerless geniuses with heaven-defying physiques.
"Her Three World Flame bloodline has the shape of an Emperor Flame, but it lacks the might of an Emperor Flame."
"According to this emperor's speculation, the reason for this should be that when she was still in her mother's womb, her mother was exhausted from traveling all day long, and it affected the fetus in her womb, causing her to be congenitally weak before she was born. Otherwise, her natural talent would be ten times better, and she would definitely be another peerless princess in the world!"
Little Grey spoke with a tone full of regret. Then, he changed the topic: "However, the dao of pills was created by the Myriad Longevity Alchemy Emperor in order to make up for the weak constitution of the human race. She is also the emperor's descendant, so she has great talents in the dao of alchemy. As long as she can refine a few types of pills in the future, she will be able to easily make up for her deficiencies!"
"Brat, your chance is here! Take advantage of this time when this girl is in dire straits and give her a hand. In the future, when her talents awaken and she becomes a Pill Emperor, she will be grateful to you for treating her well today. She will definitely repay you a thousand times over and let you eat imperial pills and divine medicines every day until you puke! "
"... Not good, not good. How can a normal enticement be so effective? Plus, a grown girl will always be attracted to her husband. You painstakingly groomed her for more than half of her life, but when you are about to succeed, she ran away with another man, causing you to waste all your efforts. This emperor has learned a very painful lesson about this matter."
"I see that even though this girl doesn't know how to dress up, her looks are not bad. Why don't you push her down and make her your woman? Let's see how she will run away in the future!"
Little Grey continued to ramble in Lin Buzheng's ear. In the end, it bared its teeth with a fierce expression. It was clear that it was recalling some unpleasant memories.
Lin Buzheng stood in place like a mountain, one hand supporting the heavy medicine cauldron, silent. Finally, he suddenly extended his hand to Yun Weiwei, who was sitting on the ground, and smiled, "Let's go!"
"To where?"
Yun Weiwei sat on the ground and looked at Lin Buzheng's sunny smile. She was slightly startled and then bit her lip, lightly shaking her head: "To the top of the mountain? The cauldron is too heavy, I can't do it! "
"I'll help you get the cauldron and you just focus on climbing the mountain. Is that okay?"
Under Lin Buzheng's magnetic and encouraging words, Yun Weiwei finally stopped crying and stood up. After a slight hesitation, she placed her white hand on Lin Buzheng's palm and held it tightly, climbing the mountain with him.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, Yun Weiwei's face was flushed red. Holding hands with Lin Buzheng, they walked towards the top of the mountain. The huge and heavy cauldron was lifted up by Lin Buzheng's martial true essence as if it was weightless, floating to the side.
One thousand zhang, two thousand zhang, two thousand five hundred zhang …
Unknowingly, Yun Weiwei and Lin Buzheng were getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain.
However, at the same time, the pressure of the heavens and earth that enveloped the two became more and more terrifying. The sound of the heavens and earth rumbled and a mighty force surged. It was at least ten times stronger than before.
Lin Buzheng's martial talent was heaven-defying, so he did not feel this at all. However, Yun Weiwei's body began to tremble. Every step she took was difficult, as if she was carrying a heavy mountain on her back and could collapse at any moment.
"Weiwei, don't give up!"
"Your parents are watching you from above, don't let them down!"
It was at this moment that Lin Buzheng's voice rang out in Yun Weiwei's ears. His hand clenched into hers, and she felt as if an inexhaustible amount of strength was being transmitted to her, supporting her frail body from falling to the ground.
One hundred zhang, three hundred zhang, ten zhang …
With Lin Buzheng's support and encouragement, Yun Weiwei got closer and closer to the top of the mountain. In the end, she was only one step away from successfully passing the trial!
Boom boom!
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