Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Zhao Qianye returned to the real world. After washing up, she stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with her towel wrapped around her face, looking at the boundless sky, silently lost in thought.

Virtual universe!

Xiaopang once again sat at the same dining table with his parents to dine, experiencing the rare bond between father and son.

Li Taiyi and Liu Piaopiao are in a foreign land, and even if they want to reunite with their son, it is an extremely luxurious idea. Fortunately, with advanced technology, they can use the virtual universe to meet and reunite with their son online.

The family of three started to eat while chatting and laughing.

Later in the meal, Li Taiyi suddenly said casually, "Xiaojian, there are recent rumors that this kid Qianye has gained the first priesthood through enlightenment?"

Xiaopang didn't think much, chewing the love potato chips that his mother fried for him, and responded vaguely, "Yes, old man!"

Li Taiyi paused while putting down the dishes, "The first priesthood is related to whether you can enter the Seventh National Congress. This kid Qianba is too reckless!"

The little chubby boy pursed his lips, but did not talk back to the old man, and kept eating the dishes brought by his mother.

"If the First Priest makes a wrong step, he will be a big step behind others. It's okay for others to be wrong, but this child Qianba shouldn't be like this." Li Taiyi continued without saltiness.

There was a hint of impatience on the little chubby face, but he was worried that his mother would not be able to talk back to the old man in the presence of his mother, so he endured it and continued to eat his food.

Li Taiyi looked at his son who was so loyal that he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, as if the boy from the Zhao family was his biological father and he was a fake.

This pissed him off!

He put down his bowl and chopsticks, stopped beating around the bush, and said bluntly to his son, "My family sent you to the Lady Dawn School to study, so that you can compete for the precious place to enter the Seventh University. Even if you can't enter the Seventh University, you can enter."

It is also a matter of great concern to all the major cosmic countries. This child Qianye has the first priestly comprehension and auxiliary priesthood, and his future is worrying. My family hopes that you will keep a safe enough distance from him."

Liu Piaopiao lightly kicked her husband to signal him to speak more tactfully.

The fat boy rolled his eyes and ignored the old man.

Li Taiyi was so angry that he slammed the table and said angrily: "Do you want to piss me off to death?"

Xiaopang twitched the corners of his mouth and said impatiently: "Do those bad things of yourselves have something to do with me and Brother Qian?"

Xiaopang looks silly, but if he was born into a family of gods, how can he really be a blank slate?

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Li Taiyi's face. He originally thought his son was really stupid, but now it seems that his silly son is not stupid at all.

The son is so smart, but he is beating around the bush, which obviously only makes the already weak relationship between father and son even weaker.

He sighed, picked up his chopsticks, put two pieces of braised pork that the little guy loved into his son's bowl, and explained straightforwardly: "Right now, the situation in the Yulong Mountain galaxy is strange. The Zhao family has offended the Bruce family and the Feng family. You

Do you think the two major god families can give up easily?"

The little chubby pout said, "Old man, I like what you say. Although the boss has offended the Bruce family, he won't let the two major god families go to war, right?"

Liu Piaopiao never spoke. When she heard her son's words, she carefully wiped the grease stains from the corners of her son's mouth and then explained: "Do you know the pantheon of gods, son?"

The little fat boy's eyes widened and he lost his voice: "Mom, are you always talking about the legendary pantheon of gods?"

Li Taiyi rolled his eyes. He even doubted whether his stupid son was his own son. He could forget such a big event. "Except for the pantheon of temples that only open once in ten thousand years, why do you think your father has to do this?"

Are we going to keep a distance between you and the Zhao boy?"

As for any god family with a little knowledge, almost every disciple of the family will keep one thing in mind during their preschool education. Especially when the temples are about to open, the children born in each family will remember such important events.

Many of the competitions and killings during this period seem to be for no reason, but if you analyze it in depth, you will find that they often point to the line of "the temples".

Xiaopang rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Old man, don't you really think that if our family is separated from the Zhao family, people outside will really believe it?"

"Clang!"

The chopsticks in Li Taiyi's hand fell on the dining table.

Liu Piaopiao was also startled. After a while, she shook her head and said with a smile: "A child understands the truth, but we adults are hiding our ears. It's really ridiculous and sad..."

Li Taiyi sighed, "I'm afraid we can't figure out the thoughts of the old man in the clan!"

Xiaopang continued to eat the food on the table. Hearing the sighs and sighs of the old man and his mother, he vaguely interjected: "Old man, if things are really like what you said, I guess it will be the Feng family's birthday this time.

The drunkard’s intention is not to drink!”

Li Taiyi was shocked, and he vaguely seemed to have caught something, but he always felt that something was missing, so he asked his son, "Oh, tell me what you think!"

As a result, Xiaopang poured out the thoughts he usually pondered to the old man.

"Think about it, this young master of the Feng family was captured by the Qin family boss. Logically speaking, the enemy of the enemy is a friend. It seems reasonable for the Feng family to collude with the Andrew family. In this case, the Feng family branch of Yulong Mountain, but

At this juncture, what kind of birthday celebrations are there, and what good medicine can be put in the gourd?"

Li Taiyi nodded slightly and thought to himself: "My silly son seems to have a very reasonable analysis."

"If what you are worried about, old man, is true, then if the Feng family and the Bruce family want to deal with the Zhao family, do you think they will directly start a war of gods? Isn't this nonsense!" Xiaopang continued to analyze.

"Anyway, if it were me, no matter what, I would first get rid of the Li and Liu clans who wear the same pants as the Zhao family. If you can't cut out the two big families at once, then deal with a few important people, scare Xiaoxiao, and let Feng

Isn't it true that the Feng family is colluding with the Bruce family by taking advantage of the situation and attacking the local forces in Yulong Mountain?"

Li Taiyi and Liu Piaopiao were shocked and dumbfounded when they heard the silly son's analysis.

Their stupid son, who usually keeps licking the young master of the Zhao family, when did he become so smart?

If it is true as Silly Son analyzed, this time the Bruce family notified several major divine families to participate in birthday celebrations, the people they really want to deal with are not the Zhao family, but the Li and Liu families who have formed an iron alliance with the Zhao family.

This kind of analysis is also the most tenable and highly controllable.

As long as the Feng family is not a fool, it will not choose sides prematurely and put itself in a passive position before the victory is decided between the two major forces of the Yulong Mountain Galaxy and the Black Dragon Mountain Galaxy.

After all, before the two major galactic forces launch, they will gather all their strength to take advantage of their own side, so as to scare those who are on the fence and make them avoid one or two taboos when choosing sides. This is enough.

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The struggle between two major galactic forces, a war of this level, usually begins with a prelude that lasts for thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.