Chapter One Thousand and Fifty-Four Unreasonable
"Cheng An, don't be rude."
Nine Kings' sleeves swayed slightly, and the originally strong coercion around them dissipated on the spot.
"Uncle Ninth, I don't want this deserter to be sent away, we can leave Nibiru Planet ourselves." The boy insisted.
"After all, you have never left the planet Nibiru, and he just came back from [Planet Helivia]. You don't have to be picky. The war here is getting more and more dangerous. I have helped you." Jiu Wang looked into the distance, although he said he would not intervene, but when it comes to Emperor Mu, he will definitely come forward.
"Hmph!" After hearing what he said, the boy finally didn't say anything more, and agreed reluctantly.
"Then, please lead the way." After all, the girl is precocious and stable. Even if she doesn't like Chen Jing as a "deserter" in her heart, she is more sensible than her younger brother, and will not be critical at this time.
"Let's go on your way." Jiu Wang nodded and signaled that Chen Jing could start.
Chen Jing shook the dust off his body, nodded slightly, and then led the way forward, heading south.
In fact, asking him to lead the way is completely letting the blind guide the north, and it is difficult to distinguish the east from the west.
He is not familiar with Nibiru planet at all, the only place he is familiar with is the teleportation base from [Helivia].
But according to his estimation, that teleportation base is also temporary.
At that time, it was many masters of the imperial clan who cast their mana at the same time to drive the space teleportation array.
If he returns to the teleportation array at this time, it is absolutely impossible for him to return to [Planet Helivia] by himself.
But in front of the Nine Kings, he pretended to be familiar even if he was unfamiliar.
In any case, let's put aside the Nine Kings first.
"Uncle Jiu, goodbye."
"Uncle Jiu, goodbye."
"Well, I'll be waiting for you to come back at Nibiru Planet." After the Nine Kings said this, his figure suddenly flashed away from where he was.
Chen Jing only saw a flash of phantom, and within a radius of hundreds of miles, he couldn't see his shadow anymore.
'so fast! '
Judging from the flickering movements of the Nine Kings,
The innate skill he used should also be [Flash Movie].
Although it is also a Jiguang movie, but with the blood level of the Nine Kings, the power and speed can surpass Chen Jing several times.
'If I reach the ninth-order bloodline, will I be able to achieve the same effect? '
"What are you looking at? Don't be envious. Ninth Uncle's strength is a height that you will never be able to reach in your lifetime, and it is a height that you can't reach even in your dreams."
The girl suddenly gave a cold sarcasm.
"Has anyone ever told you that you two are mean?" Chen Jing suddenly asked with a smile.
"Presumptuous!" The girl suddenly became angry like a cat with fur.
The boy even released the [Emperor's Breath] again, and concentrated his strength to cover Chen Jing.
Chen Jing didn't dodge either, just said: "Although the realm of the Nine Kings is high, why do you think I can't reach his height?"
There is a swallowing dish, and now it has absorbed a large amount of energy from the blood essence stone.
As long as enough time is given, it will be no problem for Chen Jing to reach the ninth rank bloodline.
"It's just you? You don't even know what kind of blood you are, so you deserve it?" the girl sneered.
Chen Jing had a pretty good impression of this girl at first, she was a bit mean, but at least she was pretty. But at this moment, she choked on her twice in a row, and there was not much goodwill left in her heart: "Bloodline? They are all from the imperial family. Could it be that this bloodline is still divided into three, six, or nine grades?"
As soon as these words came out, the siblings looked at Chen Jing like a fool.
The boy was even more annoyed and laughed: "Naturally there are grades, don't you even know this?"
The girl frowned, as if suddenly stunned: "He is a descendant of the Second King, and the Second King's lineage has been scattered over the years, and in his generation, it is understandable not to know about it.
Since you don't know, it's okay for me to tell you. After you know it, you might as well have a little more respect for our direct descendants. "
The girl raised her head and said proudly: "There are currently three character generations of the Imperial Clan, which are [Xuan], [Cheng], and [Yuan]. Since you came back from [Helivia Planet], then you should Knowing Ji Yuankai, he is from the Yuan Dynasty.
Hmph, although he is from the Yuan Dynasty, but in front of the two of us, he can only be regarded as a collateral, a junior.
What about you, you are at most a child, right? What is your name? "
The sub-character generation is not listed on the orthodox imperial clan ancestral hall sequence at all. It is the most common member of the Imperial Clan.
Those kings of the Imperial Clan should be of the [Xuan] generation. They gave birth to offspring, they will be the generation of [Cheng] characters, and the offspring of the generation of [Cheng] characters will be the generation of [Yuan] characters.
It is also because the imperial clan has a long lifespan and has been passed down a lot. If one is not careful, it may be passed on to seven or eight generations later. After seven or eight generations, the distance is too far.
And at this time, [Xuanzi Generation] is still young and can give birth again.
Therefore, in the eyes of the Imperial Clan, the bloodline only weighs 3 generations. Those beyond these 3 generations are all [Zizi Generation].
Therefore, in general, the generational division of the Imperial Clan is actually quite chaotic.
The sub-character generation of the side branch, even if a son or daughter is born, is still the sub-character generation, and the father and mother share the same character generation with the son and daughter.
Mainly speaking, the character generation of the Imperial Clan does not distinguish between the elder and the younger, but the division of the concubine and concubine.
If someone from the [Xuanzi Generation] becomes the new generation of Mudi in the future, then the [Chengzi Generation] represented by his son will also select some people to become kings. After being king, their sons will have a new sequence of characters.
Anyway, it can also be used as a metaphor for one emperor and one generation.
By that time [Yuanzi Generation] will become history, and their descendants will all be named after [Zizi Generation].
"May I ask what your name is?" Seeing that Chen Jing didn't answer, the girl urged her in displeasure.
"My name is Ji Ziba, most people call me Baba, you can call me that too." Chen Jing said seriously.
"Hmph, it really is the child generation. If that's the case, you should know how to respect us, right?" the girl said.
"The Nine Kings are going away, right?" Chen Jing looked from afar with the Heaven's Watch Qi Technique, but he really couldn't see the Nine Kings.
"So what if we're far away? Why don't you hurry up and lead the way?" the girl urged again.
Chen Jing patted his sleeves and smiled: "Since the Nine Kings are gone, who cares about you? Whether you like to leave or not is none of my business?"
After speaking, he left the two of them alone.
"Presumptuous!" The boy was furious, and the aura on his body surged towards Chen Jing doubled.
Although his imperial breath can indeed cause some oppression to Chen Jing. But it's just a little oppressive.
After the Nine Kings left, Chen Jing also sensed the boy's bloodline level, which was almost the sixth rank.
But why does the sixth-order bloodline cause oppression to his seventh-order bloodline?
He speculated that it might be related to the purity of the blood.
Among the imperial clan, the more direct descendants, the higher the purity of the bloodline.
Therefore, the quality of this little boy's talent is also higher than his.
'How can this be reasonable, you don't even listen to Uncle Nine's words? Want to leave us alone? ’ The girl was also furious.
Chen Jing sneered, if this were replaced by other descendants of the imperial family, I am afraid that the king's order must be completed respectfully. But to him?
Orders are a fart, I don't bother to talk to you.
If I don't arrest the two of you and give them to the First King, I'll already be conscientious. Want me to be your babysitter?
Dreaming?