Chapter 925

Bai Lang returned to the Capital, and those messy thoughts and schemes all subsided, but not long after, they appeared again in another form, choosing new targets—the weight of the Heavenly Human was too heavy, so heavy that only the craziest conspirators would try to use this weight to achieve their goals. Bai Lang was not good at using schemes, only good at using force—this original body couldn't beat the giant spirit god in the sky, but the clone possessed, at least in the world, was a character?

His teacher was awesome, but Bai Lang couldn't do it yet. This guy and the giant spirit god fought, and the peak was probably five-to-five. Speaking of which, there don't seem to be too many really awesome guys in the tavern?

In short, Bai Lang knew very well that he couldn't play schemes better than the Zhengton Emperor. If he enthusiastically invested in government affairs, he would be played to death by his cheap father sooner or later and held in his palm. So it is better not to fight. Bai Lang also knows a sentence, "Ten thousand words are not as good as one silence." He is already a Heavenly Human and is not afraid of people harming him, but jumping out to be used by others makes him look too stupid—he is just a Martial Dao Heavenly Human, with a genius martial arts wisdom and martial arts roots, which does not mean he can play schemes better than those politicians.

He also really needs to purify his martial arts a little bit. The Three Fires Returning to Origin Skill is definitely stronger, fiercer, more domineering, and crazier in his hands than the original version in the Son of Heaven, but it seems that the potential has been dug out by him? The Three Fires merge into Samadhi True Fire, and Samadhi True Fire has no limit—the Samadhi True Fire he practiced is Samadhi True Fire, and the old Taoist who refines alchemy in the sky also has Samadhi True Fire, but can these two Samadhi True Fires be compared? Now Bai Lang knows that with this body, he has reached the end of the three fires, and next he may need to choose "pure."

One of the three fires must be selected for separate practice. After practicing to be extremely pure and reaching the peak, then practice the second one. In this way, when he truly achieves the three fires, all the fires in the world will be controlled by him. Only then will he be qualified to be called "Zhurong." Before that, he can only brag in this world and call himself "Fire Virtue Star Monarch." Now he says he is the lord of fire, but no one opposes it. He knows that he is sticking gold on his face.

Bai Lang practiced fire energy in the garden, and there was no dryness three inches away, but the boundary of the fire light rolling three inches away was melting gold and jade and burning everything. "Yang extreme and Yin born, this Yang extreme fire is afraid to choose Sun True Fire—this is the true flame that burns everything. As for Yin fire..." Bai Lang muttered to himself, his right palm turned over and grabbed the ground, and saw green flames burning quietly between his palm and the ground. Everything he touched was frozen silently, and finally withered and turned into black ice chips...

"Earthly Fiend Yin Fire, soul-destroying and bone-eroding." Bai Lang sighed, "It doesn't quite fit my temperament after all." He put his palms together, and after pulling them apart, there was a small fireball between his palms. Looking closely, it really looked like a shrunken sun—Bai Lang had seen the specific appearance of the sun on science and education programs, and the fireball in his hand was exactly imitating the sun, with thermonuclear fusion inside and the sun's prominences and solar wind outside. Of course, these were all simulated with true Qi.

"Sun True Fire is like this, extremely high temperature under high pressure, any demons and monsters will be refined by this high pressure and high temperature." Bai Lang thought, his divine sense sensed that there was no one else within dozens of meters, so he crossed his hands and pushed them over his head, turning into endless light covering the range of about ten meters in front of him at 160 degrees—this was Bai Lang's intentional control, otherwise he would really let go, and he would be able to shine for dozens of miles, "Sunshine shines everywhere!"

The front was scorched, and the earth was glazed...

This is a pure heat light attack in a wide range, which has nothing to do with Qi, so Bai Lang feels that this move is not enough, and there is no pleasure of exploding the brain.

Bai Lang smashed the glazed earth into powder with a casual palm, and turned it over and buried it with another palm. This garden was ruined by him. But it doesn't matter, because someone will soon clean up and rearrange this garden.

Bai Lang practiced martial arts in the mansion, but felt that this person was disrespectful, that is, the Zhengton Emperor and the Crown Prince. No matter what, they are also the father/Crown Prince brother of Bai Lang's body. He should at least come to pay respects like in the past? Even if they didn't see this sickly ghost son/brother who wouldn't live long before. Bai Lang achieved the Heavenly Human status, and his lifespan was long, which stimulated the dark psychology of the Zhengton Emperor.

"Why didn't this son practice the Imperial Extreme Shocking Book! You should have shown this talent earlier! Deep in the city!" The Zhengton Emperor was furious in secret. If he practiced that martial art, he would really have a way to use the Dragon Qi to swallow his son's cultivation, so that he could truly step into the Heavenly Human realm—even if there was no progress later, at least he would enjoy three hundred years of life! Such people can only consider themselves, and they are the most selfish people in the world.

It is a pity that Bai Lang practiced the Three Fires Returning to Origin Skill, and it seems that he derived it himself. The Zhengton Emperor had no confidence in the secret method of swallowing the power and cultivation of his blood relatives using the Dragon Qi and the Imperial Extreme Shocking Book—he was afraid that if the swallowing failed, he would be burned into flying ash.

The current mood is both angry and resentful. The Zhengton Emperor is like this, and the Crown Prince is terrified. "If that kid wants to seize my position as Crown Prince, I am afraid that even the old guy will not oppose it, and he can only push the boat with the current! Why hasn't the old thing died yet! Obviously, he has erupted Dragon Qi several times, and his body has collapsed after failing to cross the Heavenly Human realm! Why hasn't he died yet! Still not dead! What should I do!"

This thought was constantly gnawing at the Crown Prince's soul, making him painful. More than once, the Crown Prince thought about rushing into the Jin Prince's mansion, asking Bai Lang directly if he wanted to be the Crown Prince, or simply asking him if he wanted to be the emperor. If it were really like this, he would die with this brother—killing Bai Lang was impossible. The Crown Prince had no ability to do so, and the Confucian ministers who helped him had Heavenly Humans, but he didn't have the ability to order them to take action.

Confucian Heavenly Humans are the most particular about the relationship between monarch and minister, father and son. Bai Lang didn't want to usurp the throne, and didn't even want to kill the Crown Prince. Why would the Confucian Heavenly Human oppose him?

Taoist and Buddhist Heavenly Human true cultivators are even less likely to be enemies with a Heavenly Human like Bai Lang for no reason, and they are not really full and have nothing to do—but they really don't want to see Bai Lang as the emperor, because if a Heavenly Human emperor wants to suppress the sect and take back the monarch power, he will have fewer scruples, and his actions will have no restrictions. In this way, it is really not easy to handle. ===== CHAPTER 926 =====