O43novel Chapter 32
Chapter 32
"Junlin, have you made a breakthrough?" Jiang Yishui came to the side and said with a smile.
"Yes." Jiang Junlin nodded.
"Haha, good!" Jiang Yishui laughed loudly, "I told your father ten years ago that the moment you broke through to heaven, you were the holy son of my Jiang family."
"This sentence is still valid now."
"From now on, you are the holy son of my Jiang family!"
"Your freedom is no longer restricted. Except for the place where the ancestor retreated, you can enter and exit all places in the Jiang family."
"At the same time, you can go out and wander."
"But you have to remember that the position of Holy Son represents the authority of the Jiang family. When you go out to make a living, remember to be cautious in your words and deeds."
Jiang Yishui told Jiang Junlin about the power of the Holy Son.
"I remember."
Jiang Junlin nodded, feeling a little excited.
These years, he has been strictly protected by the Jiang family. He has no chance to go out of the ancient domain, and can only walk within the Jiang family's sphere of influence.
Now, I can finally visit other great emperor families with confidence and boldness.
These family backgrounds are either a little worse than the Jiang family, or not inferior to the Jiang family. If you can sign in at these places, you will definitely be able to harvest a lot of treasures.
"Congratulations to the Son of King's Landing!"
Below, countless people bowed respectfully.
Jiang Junlin became the Holy Son, worthy of the name.
They have all heard the legend of Jiang Jun's sword slashing the heavens in the spiritual realm, and his combat power is far superior to others.
I have also witnessed the feat of Wan Lei's inviolability.
The moment Jiang Yishui announced that he had become the Holy Son, everyone recognized Jiang Junlin from the bottom of their hearts.
Jiang Junlin was deeply moved, and with a wave of his hand, the quasi-emperor blood of Patriarch Lion came out and was sent into the hands of everyone present.
This thing is not very useful to him anymore. What he needs now is precipitation to completely transform the quasi-emperor blood he absorbed before, so the blood essence of the lion patriarch is enough.
Ordinary blood can be regarded as feeding back to the family after he became the Holy Son.
"What kind of blood is this?"
"The energy contained in the blood makes my heart jump."
"This is the blood of the quasi-emperor!"
"The blood of the quasi-emperor?!"
Everyone looked at the drop of blood in their hands excitedly.
This is the blood of the quasi-emperor strong man, even for the strong man with perfect heaven, it is of great benefit.
Everyone was shocked again.
"Thank you, Son of King's Landing!"
Everyone who received the quasi-emperor's blood bowed again.
The elders around looked at Jiang Junlin with complicated expressions. They also had a drop of Emperor Zhun's blood in their hands.
The power from above made their hearts surge.
Jiang Yishui watched this scene with a smile and didn't stop it.
Jiang Junlin's move can be regarded as a complete confirmation of the position of the Holy Son. Even if someone objects, these favored people will support Jiang Junlin without hesitation.
"That's right, it smells like a holy son." Jiang Yishui patted Jiang Junlin's shoulder with a light smile.
"I feel the responsibility on my shoulders." Jiang Junlin shook his head and smiled.
Jiang Yishui did not object: "While gaining power, you must also bear responsibilities. It is good that you can realize this."
Jiang Junlin nodded, agreeing with Jiang Yishui's words.
The family protects the weak when they are weak, and protects the family when they are capable. Only in this cycle can the family last forever.
This is theorem.
No strong man grows up without protection, and even if there are, there are very few.
Why did the ancestors of the Jiang family profess themselves as cultivators and fell into a deep sleep?
It is for one day when the family suffers, they will wake up and resist the enemy.
This is their consensus, and it is also the main reason why the Jiang family maintains prosperity.
Jiang Yishui patted Jiang Junlin's shoulder lightly, and said: "Now you don't need to do anything for them, just grow up quickly, and when you become a god master, or even a quasi-emperor, it's time for you to give back to the family .”
Jiang Junlin nodded.
Not far below, Jiang Qingfeng's yard.
"Jiang Junlin..."
Jiang Qingfeng's expression was complicated.
He always believed that the position of Son of God should be his own, but when Jiang Junlin was officially announced to inherit the position of Son of God, he felt an indescribable sense of relief.
It was as if he recognized Jiang Junlin.
"Son of God, the Holy Son of King's Landing is in full swing, we'd better stay out of the way for now." The old butler next to him whispered.
"Don't call me Son of God anymore." Jiang Qingfeng shook his head and sighed, "Now that the Jiang family has a Son of God, it would be inappropriate to call me Son of God."
He knows the situation.
Even though Jiang Junlin didn't care about being called the Son of God, the rules were the rules. When there was no Son of God, he could do whatever he wanted. Now that the position of Son of God was confirmed, it would be an overreach for the steward to call him the Son of God.
"Understood." The butler nodded.
"Choose a gift for me and give it to Son of King's Landing," Jiang Qingfeng ordered.
"Yes." The butler agreed.
Jiang Qingfeng waved his hand to signal the butler to go down, then looked up in Jiang Junlin's direction.
"The 12-year-old Tianjing is unprecedented, and there will be no one in the future. In comparison, I have failed too much."
"No, I have to practice hard. Since I lost in age, I have to regain in strength."
Seeing that Jiang Junlin is getting stronger and stronger, if he doesn't work hard, he may not even be able to catch up with the latter's back.
Today, Jiang Junlin's thunder tribulation moved him very much. He had a faint feeling that his little brother was much stronger than Zhiyu Jieshan.
He is probably not Jiang Junlin's opponent now.
Thinking of this, he no longer dared to slack off in the slightest.
He strode back to the training room.
……
"when……"
The bell rang long and loudly, and the mysterious sound spread throughout the chaotic ancient domain.
The news of Jiang Junlin's succession to the position of Holy Son is announced to the world.
Tiandi Palace soon received the news.
The originally calm face of God Lord Qianliu suddenly sank.
He glanced at Li Xiangsong behind him.
"Snapped……"
Another slap.
"Teacher, what did I do wrong?" Li Xiangsong covered his face and looked at God Lord Qianliu with grievance.
"You did nothing wrong, it was I who did it wrong."
Lord Qianliu snorted coldly.
"Qianliu, I think Xiang Song is a very good boy, so you should take care of him less." Another strange priest next to him persuaded.
Lord Qianliu looked back at the person who spoke, and said: "Then let him worship you as his teacher, and you will be his guardian?"
"No." The god master shook his head and said seriously.
Lord Qianliu's face darkened, and he flung his sleeves and left.
"Hey, wait, where are you going?" asked the strange god.
"Where are you going? Prepare gifts!"
Lord Qianliu snorted coldly, and glanced at Li Xiangsong.
Jiang Junlin has become a holy son, and it will be impossible not to give this gift.
The gift that was originally prepared has not been sent out yet, and now that Jiang Junlin has become the holy son of the Jiang family, it is not appropriate to give this gift again, and he has to prepare more generously.
Li Xiangsong touched his slapped face, and looked at the back of God Lord Qianliu leaving with resentment.
In the past half a month or so, I have been slapped a lot.
Didn't he offend a Jiang family, as for?
Could it be that Tiandi Palace still depends on the faces of other people?
The strange god lord looked at Qianliu with a suppressed smile, and then at Li Xiangsong. Seeing the latter's resentful eyes, he shook his head in disappointment.
Li Xiangsong, the Daoist, seems to be abolished.
He understood the good intentions of God Master Qianliu, and in order to wipe his disciple's ass, he took half of his fortune to come out.
But it seemed that his disciple didn't appreciate it.