"Yaohou!" The tall-crowned figure stood above the walled city and greeted Ji Hao in a gentle tone.
"Who are you?" Ji Hao once again rode the Golden Bridge of Heaven and Earth and squeezed out of the iceberg with difficulty. After spending a while, Ji Hao stood in front of the tall crowned figure and bowed to him solemnly.
Ji Hao had seen this tall-crowned figure beside Emperor Shun several times. Including the first time Ji Hao participated in the war between humans and aliens, there was such a high-crowned figure appearing next to Emperor Shun.
Last time in the human race's political hall, a total of twelve high-crowned figures appeared at the same time, suppressing many senior leaders of the human tribe alliance on the spot, forcing them to work together and use all their strength to help Emperor Shun control the water.
Ji Hao knew very well that these people may be the last powerful weapons of the human race to suppress the clan. They are more likely to be the famous saints in ancient legends. Ji Hao cannot help but not be respectful to them.
"Suiren!" The anger on the face of the tall-crowned figure suddenly dissipated, revealing a face that was very ordinary but with an extremely kind expression. Suiren has no outstanding appearance, only a pair of big eyes with extraordinary depth. If you look into his eyes, you will find that his eyes are as dazzling as the stars in the sky.
Ji Hao's scalp felt numb. Not far away, Feng Xing, Yi Di and several other human generals had kneeled on the ice subconsciously.
The Suiren clan, the ancient holy emperor of the human race, lit the fire of the human race when the human race was still ignorant and ignorant like wild beasts in the forest.
The human race originated from the Suiren clan. Only then did they break away from the most primitive state of ignorance and chaos, opened up their spiritual wisdom, and understood the difference between humans and animals. They officially appeared on the land of Pangu world under the name of 'human race'.
"Are you the Suiren Holy Emperor? You are not..." Ji Hao thought of countless legends about the Suiren clan, including where he died and where he was buried. Nowadays, in front of Suiren's tomb, human shamans still offer sacrifices every year, and the incense has never been cut off.
"I am just a clone, and my real body has long since left the Pangu world." Suiren nodded solemnly to Ji Hao, and the anger on his face regained its strength, covering his face again: "Let's not talk nonsense. , rescue these human clan sons first, I have something to tell you!"
Ji Hao took a few steps back and looked at the Suiren family curiously.
He has all kinds of valuable treasures with him, and he has mastered the Sun Avenue. He even inherited the Donghuang Divine Seal, and is rapidly integrating all the Donghuang Taiyi's insights into the Sun Road. With such a background, he was unable to do anything about the iceberg arranged by Beiming Jiao King. He wanted to see how the Suiren clan resolved this crisis.
"That old ice worm has made great progress again!" Suiren looked down at the iceberg for a while and sighed quietly: "When he first occupied the Beiming Ice Sea, he had a group of ice monsters under his command who liked to eat people. It was us. We teamed up to fight the old ice worm, forcing him to personally cut off the descendants of that group of ice monsters."
"The old ice insect has a very good face. After being injured by us, he hid in the ice sea and never appeared in the world again." Suiren said calmly: "So you younger generations don't know him very well! He is an iceberg. Whether it's difficult or not, it depends on whether you can capture his cold 'true meaning'."
'True meaning'? Ji Hao's heart suddenly moved. There seemed to be too many implications in Suiren's words.
"I saw you displaying the True Fire of the Sun, and I also saw you spit out the Golden Crow Divine Flame from a distance, but your flame is 'dead'. You only have the power of fire and no heart of 'fire'. So, you It is impossible to maximize the power of the True Fire of the Sun or the Divine Flame of the Golden Crow."
Suiren raised a finger and said solemnly: "My fire is actually ordinary. It is not the spiritual flames of heaven and earth, nor is it an innate divine fire. It is just a ball of fire that I created by rubbing two sticks of firewood. It is the most common fire in the world." of flames!”
A little firelight lit up on Suiren's finger. The pale yellow firelight was gentle and delicate, constantly swaying in the strong wind.
As Suiren said, this is the most ordinary flame, the firewood used by country women to cook.
This fire can at most burn wood and ignite dry grass. It is difficult to refine ore with this group, let alone use it to burn the world and shatter the void. Ji Hao casually released a ray of true sun fire. The temperature was at least tens of thousands times that of this ray of fire, and its destructive power was one hundred thousand or one million times more than this small ray of fire.
The flame in Suiren's hand really has no lethality, but what about Ji Hao's true sun fire? But it is a terrifying existence that can instantly vaporize all kinds of metals.
But after Ji Hao saw this ray of fire, he felt an indescribable warmth filling his whole body, filling him from the depths of his soul to every cell, filling him with strength.
Just like when he was young in this life, when he opened his eyes early in the morning, he saw Qing Fu kneeling by the fire pit, gently smoking animal meat and potato cubes. The gentle firelight is not dazzling at all, but along with the aroma of animal meat and potato chips, people feel an extremely strong breath of life.
Ji Hao suddenly understood what the so-called 'true meaning' meant.
Just like the spirit of an instrument, just like the soul of a person, an instrument without a spirit is a dead thing, and a person without a soul is a zombie. Without the power of true meaning, no matter how high the nature of the power is, it will not be able to exert its true power.
"The cold true meaning of the old ice insect is a cold, cold, self-enclosed heart, and my true meaning of fire is the longing for endless hope and vitality." Suiren flicked his finger, and a very thin wisp of fire light Falling down, the sound of 'chichi' penetrated the iceberg and dived into the depths of the iceberg.
Ji Hao used the iceberg that was extremely difficult to break through even the Golden Bridge of Heaven and Earth. Suiren's extremely weak and thin flame broke through it instantly like a sharp knife breaking through tofu.
Countless streaks of gray-white cold light hit the flames from all directions. The flames became weaker and weaker, but the flames became much brighter. Finally, the flame reached the very depths of the iceberg and touched lightly on an extremely tiny point.
With a sound of 'chi', the flames and a little bit of cold air annihilated each other. A huge iceberg suddenly trembled violently, and then countless strands of steam spurted out from the iceberg, instantly turning into billowing white mist and disappearing without a trace. .
"It's not enough to have power alone." Suiren looked at Ji Hao and warned him gently: "Your mastery of power levels has almost caught up with mine, but why do you want to have power? Yao Hou, although your power is Strong, but heartless, you still owe something.”
In the spirit space, the shadow roared angrily: "Power is power... What do you want to do with your heart? Tsk, but this seems to make sense... I think back then... Humph, I was really shameless to be taught a lesson by a younger generation. People!"
Sighing softly, Suiren said in a deep voice: "However, among the young generation of the human race, you are one of the best in terms of character, behavior, cultivation, and experience. We have something going on here, do you dare to go? After much consideration, the most suitable person now is you."
Ji Hao agreed without hesitation.
(End of chapter)