At this time, no one can stand up and take charge.

"Oh...it's all fate!"

The white-haired old man seemed to have expected it, and sighed again: "The dragon vein is related to the fate of the country, and it will also affect the entire royal family. If the dragon vein is destroyed, the Forbidden City will only become more and more chaotic in the future. You must be mentally prepared."

"Master, is there no room for redemption?" Li Qingcheng frowned.

The white-haired old man did not speak, but began to calculate with his fingers.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "The way of heaven is more than enough to be damaged but not enough to make up for. Although the dragon's veins are destroyed, the impact is huge, but fortunately, there is no unparalleled way in the sky.

I have already calculated that the dragon veins turned into five streams of dragon source energy and dispersed throughout the world.

Whoever can obtain the energy of dragon source will be the chosen one.

If you can find these five chosen people, not only will Dragon Kingdom not decline, but it will become unprecedentedly strong.

However, it is too difficult to do this.

The world is so big, to find the Dragon Source Qi is undoubtedly to find a needle in a haystack.

The most important thing is that you have to find the chosen one who can be recognized by Longyuan Qi, which is almost impossible. "

At the end, the white-haired old man began to sigh again.

The destruction of the dragon veins is naturally a disaster for the current court.

But as the saying goes, after breaking and establishing, the old and the new will change. Maybe in the future, there will be a better leader and a better era.

No one can predict these.

"Master, no matter how difficult it is, I will give it a try!" Li Qingcheng said firmly.

She has no choice now, her father is sick in bed, and her brothers can't count on her, so she can only provoke this leader and try her best to recover the loss for the Dragon Kingdom.

"Go ahead and prepare early. You are the only one who has a chance to do this." The white-haired old man said seriously.

"Master, take care, and the apprentice will come to see you again when he has time."

After Li Qingcheng saluted deeply, he quickly took his leave and left.

The destruction of the dragon's veins was no small matter, she had to take action immediately.

"One generation of kings, one generation of ministers, it's time for me, the Imperial Supervisor, to leave." The white-haired old man sighed softly.

He staggered to his feet, burned incense, bathed, changed his clothes and worshiped.

After gathering everything, he sat down in the prison position again and slowly closed his eyes.

I don�t know how long it took, but as a gust of breeze blew by, the ever-burning lamp hanging in the air suddenly went out.

The white-haired old man bowed his head and passed away forever.

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On the other side, the top of Qinshan Mountain.

Bai Ye, who struck out the last sword, had turned into a dying old man. JrNovels.com