"A war between clans?"

Chen Daojun smiled strangely: "If you are familiar with history, you probably won't ask this question."

"history?"

Chen Dong frowned slightly, confused.

Chen Daojun had his hands behind his back. In the dim room, the remaining light shone on his face, which looked particularly cold.

"The country has suffered millions of deaths, and their corpses lie thousands of miles away."

A simple horoscope, but as heavy as a stone.

There was a pause.

Chen Daojun added: "In the long history, the three emperors set the tripod, the five emperors opened up the territory, and the generations changed, there was no time when there were rivers of blood and dry bones on the road. But if you look closely, under the white bones and the rivers of blood, you will find something else.

exist."

Chen Dong was stunned and stared at Chen Daojun with burning eyes.

"A wealthy family, aristocratic family, a powerful family, a noble family, this represents the strength and prosperity of the family."

Chen Daojun smiled proudly: "The Guanlong Li family, the Ying family nobles... these are all great families in the long history, and the Jiang family... do you know that the ancestral origins are enough to catch up with the sage and sage who tasted hundreds of herbs!"

Chen Dong took a breath.

Inexplicable fear and nervousness arose spontaneously.

"The so-called war of clans is similar to the change of dynasty? The world is in chaos?"

Chen Dong pursed his lips, as if he had tried his best to ask.

Chen Daojun did not directly explain what the clan war was, but a few words made Chen Dong speculate in his mind.

The Li family, the Ying family, and even the Jiang family!

How could these be the families that glorified history and built dynasties?

"That's probably what it means."

Chen Daojun clasped his hands behind his back: "The change of dynasties is the general trend, and the clans will start the war and change the dynasties. The two complement each other. In peacetime, if the clans declare war, it will be enough to cause chaos in the world and the change of dynasties."

After a pause, he continued: "So, for a family like the Jiang family, which has been prosperous and prosperous for thousands of years, to be able to help the building collapse when the world is about to be in chaos, it has never been just talk. After all, the core of the world is chaos...

It’s a clan war!”

Is this... the real world?

Chen Dong lowered his head, his heart racing.

Chen Daojun's few words were like an invisible hand that once again unveiled a mysterious corner of the world for him.

Why can the Jiang family save the building from falling?

If the kernel is like this, it is absolutely normal!

A grand and prosperous family clan represents the top strength in the world. Even a clan war that can shock the world is, in their eyes, just a showdown between young people!

The three attributes of power, money and martial arts have created different wealthy families, aristocratic families and noble families.

The change of dynasties is the general trend, and it is also the change of power. The families with the attribute of power change dynasties, but the families with the other two attributes have the same goal in different ways. After all, their power can shake the world!

"Do you understand now?"

Chen Daojun's tone softened a little: "For a family like the Li Gu family, their trump card is only stronger than that of Iga-ryu, let alone a profound foundation. Although you are powerful now, if you really compare with them, the outcome will be five or five at most."

Five is opened, and it affects the whole world! Go and build your new empire. When you have enough strength, no one will stop you from taking revenge, and this battle must be fought!"

quiet.

You can listen to the needle when you drop it.

Half a moment.

Chen Dong exhaled heavily and forced out a smile: "I understand, thank you uncle for clarifying my doubts."

"Okay, pick up your mood and go down to eat. You still have a long way to go in the future!"

Chen Daojun said calmly, turned around and walked out.

Chen Dong stood up, walked into the bathroom, picked up a handful of water and splashed it on his face, looking at himself in the mirror.

After a day of depression, his appearance became much more decadent, and his sad stubble was also exposed.

The nasal cavity is filled with the unpleasant smell of tobacco and alcohol.

He slowly raised his right hand, touched himself on the mirror, and said firmly: "Come on, Xiaoying and Baobao are waiting for you to become king!"

After dinner.

Chen Dong was busy sorting out various affairs.

After establishing the Dingding in Southwest China, there were still many, many things that needed to be dealt with, every detail of which was exhaustive. He did not say that he would make a final decision to move forward with all of them, but he also had to take a look at them and have an idea of ​​what was going on.

And in Zhao Polu's room.

Chen Daojun and Wu Chang were standing in front of the desk, looking at the drawing paper in front of them.

"This was taken from this boy's drawer."

Wuchang pointed to the drawing paper on the table: "I didn't expect this boy to have great painting skills!"

If Chen Dong were present, he would definitely recognize that this painting was the scene as tragic as the Asura Hell that Zhao Polu painted at that time.

"Xu Qingfeng taught me well."

Chen Daojun's right hand fell on the drawing paper: "There is "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts" and this painting. Even if this kid Zhao Polu has a hundred mouths, he still has to give me an explanation!"

"This painting..."

The faint smile on Wu Chang's face disappeared, and she noticed the hidden meaning in Chen Daojun's words.

Chen Daojun's eyebrows were serious, and his stern face was covered with a layer of frost.

"Probably... the world of more than two hundred days after the queen!"

Boom!

Impermanence was like being struck by lightning, and a look of horror and fear suddenly appeared on the old face.

"No, it's impossible! This, how is this possible?"

Wu Chang's voice was trembling. At this moment, even her temperament could not keep calm: "If this painting is a world more than two hundred days later, wouldn't it mean that that bastard Zhao Polu can predict the future?"

"Xu Laogou never chooses any loser to inherit. Why should the prophet be surprised?"

Chen Daojun rolled up the painting on the table and glanced calmly at Wu Chang: "I can also predict the future, why aren't you surprised?"

Wu Chang's eyes flickered for a moment, he came back to his senses and shook his head.

"No, it's different. Your prophecy is to push the general trend and the general trend. You stand on the wave and can see further. You can even push the general trend with your own hands. As for Zhao Polu, this bastard, he learned from Xu Qingfeng

With all my abilities, the painting in front of me was just copied out of thin air!"

"Let's go to Dong'er."

Chen Daojun said nothing and walked outside first.

"Can people really do this?"

Wu Chang murmured to himself, eyes full of disbelief, and immediately followed Chen Daojun.

Squeak...

The study door was pushed open.

Chen Dong put down the information and looked up at Chen Daojun and Wu Chang who walked into the room.

He was about to say hello, but when his eyes fell on Wu Chang's frightened face, he couldn't help but freeze.

Something happened again?

Don't wait for him to speak.

Chen Daojun walked to the table and spread out the drawing paper: "This time, neither you nor Jiang Qilin can stop me from questioning Zhao Polu!"

"this painting……"

Chen Dong looked at the scene of purgatory on the drawing paper in surprise, feeling familiar.

After all, it was just a glimpse of this painting, and it didn't leave much memory.

While he was thinking.

Chen Daojun's words made Chen Dong sit up on the spot.
Chapter completed!