Chapter 612 (2/2)

The policy of heaven unfolded, and lines of words appeared.

Mo Wu regrets to smile and wave his hand.

The words on Tiance suddenly disappeared.

”Boom!”

The Gongde pool in the sky of dahezong suddenly had a strong tremor, and then it rushed down.

The vast pool of merit and virtue, like a golden cloud, rushes into the hall of the river and goes straight into the heavenly policy.

In Tiance, the front is blank, but there is a golden cloud.

The golden clouds gradually agglomerate, and on top of the heavenly policy, a golden character ”Yan” appears.

”Yan?” Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

”When your father got Tiance, there was only one” Yan ”printed on the original seal. After Feng Tairan got it, he could have engraved the second seal, but he didn't. do you know why?” Mo Wu regrets weak smile way.

”Tiance and fengshence are given by heaven. Only the first generation of owners can easily use them to upgrade. If the first seal is engraved, it will be the first generation owner. If the second seal is engraved, it means that the master has been changed, and it will take ten times the effort to upgrade in the future.” Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

”You know, it's still the first seal, and it's not finished yet, Yan? ”Tao” or ”Chuan” can be engraved on the back. For you, this Tiance is no different from the one you just got! ” Don't regret weakness.

Yan Chuan was silent.

”Feng Tairan said that this Tiance was your father's and your father's. in those years, before your father committed suicide in order to save dahezong, dahezong was ashamed of him and was not qualified to have this Tiance. I must give it to you in any case. How to deal with it is up to you!” Don't regret weakness.

Taking over the Tiance, Yan Chuan's eyes are slightly moist.

”I'm leaving. Can I ask you something?” Mo Wu regretted, and his body trembled.

”Say it Yan Chuan deeply inhaled the airway.

”Let me be buried by your father's grave, please!” Yan Chuan grabs the arm without regret.

Eyes slightly moist, Yan Chuan solemnly nodded: ”good!”

Getting Yan Chuan's promise, Mo Wuqian's face suddenly blooms a beautiful smile. With a soft hand, he closes his eyes and has no movement.