Zhao Yu always remembered the words that the master wrote in the Taoist treatise.

Fate, instead of counting, it is better to change!

Therefore, the young emperor always believed that life is made up of choices, which may be small, significant, thoughtful, but equally important.

The myriad choices make up the trajectory of a creature's life, and they also shape what kind of existence he is and will become.

As the ghost king in his previous life, Ying Yue, who couldn't bear the loneliness and temptation when he was a teenager, chose to sneak out of the palace, and was finally killed alive on a pleasure boat and drowned.

Do you step on the right foot that has been raised, set foot on the land of Great Xia, and officially go to the opposite side of the absolute overlord of the vast land of Great Xia, who is endless?

After the king of Zhenhai on the Dingbo boat drank hard, he directly held the heavy shield in his hand, and his body bent forward, and the momentum of destroying the world was condensed and not released, but his cold gaze was still looking straight ahead, and the old lady showed with practical actions that for those who trample on the laws of Great Xia, they will kill them on the spot, and they will not delay or compromise.

Finally, under the shroud of sight, the bloody red eyes of the ghost king regained some sanity, and instead of stepping on the foot that stepped out, he retracted back, and looked up to the sky again with a hiss that resounded throughout his soul, and retreated step by step towards the deep sea.

Looking at the ghost king in front of him who stood up to the sky and the earth, he chose to compromise and retreat, and the people in Bibo Village on the Dingbo boat subconsciously exhaled softly, but in the next breath, they were asked by the bow of the boat, and their frightened brows jumped fiercely.

"She, this king's trial of you is not over yet, you can't leave yet!"

The sound of King Zhenhai's lingering in the entire sky fell, and a silver barrier directly appeared behind him, like an impregnable city wall, completely sealing the latter's retreat.

Then the entire fixed-wave boat slowly moved forward, and Zhenhai Wang Lian looked at the Wei below condescendingly, and slowly spoke:

"This king is now judging you with the laws of Great Xia, from heavy to light, first, those who kill the people of Great Xia will pay for their lives, Lord Qiu Zhai, have any of the villagers died in this giant god sea tsunami?"

King Zhenhai's inquiry fell, and Qiu Hengshui's face behind him suddenly changed, because he remembered that the monk who came to ask for help earlier had said that a monk in charge of the lookout was washed away by the sea and his whereabouts were unknown, so Qiu Hengshui turned his head sharply to look at Qiu Feng, who was still weak on the side, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Then Qiu Feng's young face showed an extremely sad expression, and even his voice was choked, and he said in a low voice:

"The owner of the village, Qiu Yu, Qiu Yu is in charge of the night watch, but the tide of the giant god sea is too fierce, I watched him being swept into the sea with my own eyes, and I don't know if he lives or dies!"

Qiu Feng's voice was heard clearly by everyone on the Dingbo boat, so the old lady of Zhenhai Wang Xulian became extremely cold, and there was a strong killing intent in her eyes, and her voice continued to come out:

"Do you have any excuses for this?"

"Roar!"

In response to King Zhenhai's annoyance, he let out a roar of annoyance, as if to vent his dissatisfaction, or that the culprit who caused the tsunami of the Giant God Sea was not himself, and after the roar, he raised his huge claws and grabbed at the sea below, and countless huge waves rolled and exploded.

Then, like the right claw of a small continent, it searched back and forth between the waters, and after a few moments, its right paw shook inwards and lifted again, and the water poured down from the claw, forming a huge waterfall from the sky.

After the sea water in his palm was poured, a figure as small as dust appeared in his hand, soaked and motionless.

The whole claw of the dragon flung forward slightly, and the figure flew out, floating straight towards the big fixed-wave ship in the sky.

"The owner of the village, it's Qiu Yu, it's Qiu Yu!"

The young Qiu Feng's face showed a look of ecstasy, rushed directly to the side of the boat, and reached out to take the person, if you compare carefully, you will find that the appearance of the two is seven points similar, because the two of them are brothers.

A begonia flower flew above Qiu Yu, and spun slowly, exuding a rich life essence into the former's body, and then the benevolent voice of the Linglong Sect Master resounded on the Dingbo big boat.

"He's still alive, but he's been underwater for a little longer, and he's unconscious. ”

"Good!"

King Zhenhai nodded, and then raised his head and continued to look at the Ghost King, and continued to speak loudly:

"No one of the people of Daxia has died, so the capital crime can be avoided, but the second point is that the buildings along the coast and the salt drying works on which the people depend for their livelihood have been destroyed, and they should be compensated 100 times according to the law, Shi, do you know?"

This time, the cry and roar of the ghost response were no longer as fierce and tyrannical as Fang Cai, and I don't know if it was an illusion, as if this ghost of ghosts had completely accepted his fate, and opened his mouth to spit out a pitch-black branch, turning into a black light, which shot directly at the Dingbo boat.

Immediately, he took a deep look at the Zhenhai King on the bow of the ship, and made an extremely strange movement, his right claw raised to point to the blood moon above the sky, and his left paw pointed to the bottom of the sea, and his scarlet eyes actually had a faint fear color, as if there was a great horror in the depths of the sea of this giant god.

Then the silver barrier behind the scorpion disappeared, and it no longer hesitated, slowly stepped into the deep sea, gradually disappearing above the sea level, and at the same time, the surging tide gradually subsided, and then the entire giant god sea returned to its former calm appearance, as if nothing had happened.

Finger the moon with the right hand, finger the sea with the left!

This meaningful action was seen by everyone, whether it was Zhao Yu in the White Emperor's Palace, Li Chunfeng, the girl in Si Tianta Asking Xia, or the Zhenhai King and others on the Dingbo boat, their faces all became extremely solemn, because they all faintly felt that the message represented behind this might be much more serious than the Giant God Sea riot and the birth of Wei this time.

As one of the ten forbidden places, the Giant God Sea, its internal mystery is far more secluded than everyone knows, the time of the Great Xia Dynasty is too short, only less than a hundred years, and those precious classics and dossiers collected by the previous dynasty of the Ying clan have been damaged in the war-torn times, and there is not much left, and now so many years have passed, and the people who really know these insiders have almost aged for thousands of years.

Therefore, at this time, for Zhao Yu, most of the important information of these top ten forbidden places in Great Xia was missing, and it took a lot of manpower and material resources to search for it again.

This is also the direction that the young Zhao Yu and Daxia will work towards in the future, to establish a sound and complete archive system.