"What Battle said is really right."

Suddenly, the tattoo of the Divine Martial Box appeared on Li Guanqi's right arm. With a flash of red light, the dragon halberd transformed into a human form and appeared beside him.

The red-haired beauty looked at the Prairie Holy Monument with complicated eyes, "Cunning, really cunning. It turns out that the wear and tear on the Prairie Holy Monument was caused by that guy. Does he like war so much?"

"War is inevitable."

Li Guanqi looked calm, "The conflict between the prairie orcs and the Beimang royal court has existed for thousands of years. The tiger king's move only further intensified the conflict and reminded the orcs of the humiliation they suffered when they were ruled by three generations of khans.

Even if he doesn't do this, the war will still break out once the previous Khan, who is a demigod, dies... Of course, the Tiger King is now on my must-kill list."

"So the Emperor of Da Luo has to take the blame for this?"

Long Ji blinked.

"He is already old. If Emperor Luo doesn't kill him, he won't live for many years."

Li Guanqi shook his head gently and sighed, "If you have to say whose fault it is, it is the failure of the royal court and the failure of this generation of royal families. If the Beimang royal court can remain strong and maintain the power to suppress the grassland, then the civil war in the grassland will never end.

There will be no outbreak... As for the oppressed orcs, what they need is a generation of wise and capable khans like Amul Khan, not war."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Long Ji raised his brows, and then looked at him with a half-smile, "This is interesting, so in your opinion, if the ruler is not strong enough, then the dynasty is destined to fall apart.

So, what about yours?

Guanqi, have you ever thought about what you will do when you really unify the world, create a unified dynasty, and complete the world mission?

Are you following all the extraordinary beings and returning to your real world, to your lover and parents?

But in this case, the dynasty you founded has no ruler. Then who of the forces and races under your command can conquer whom? Isn't the war sweeping the world about to break out again?

Or do you want to stay in this world, continue to be the ruler of the dynasty, and rule the entire world?"

"That's something that needs to be considered later."

Li Guanqi looked at the grassland holy monument and said calmly: "Everything is unknown. I don't know what will happen when the time comes. God knows whether I can come back to the strange world by then. Maybe I have no choice at all?

And I have a hunch that something big will happen by then.

Unifying the world is not the goal, it is just the prerequisite.

The system...or in other words, the future god, he needs someone strong enough to unify the world, and then he also gave many rewards related to the national destiny, which is enough to explain his purpose.

Moreover, after that, he will help this person become a god.

In other words, he needs a 'god' who can mobilize the national destiny of the world.

What is it that requires such a being to solve it?

To be honest, as time goes by, I am becoming more and more curious about this.

However, that is all for the future.

Let’s focus on the present now.”

Having said this, Li Guanqi took out a painting from the space necklace, unfolded it and looked at the "women's self" in the painting, then rerolled the painting with a strange expression and held it in his hand.

Holding an ancestral incense stick in his left hand and a scroll in his right hand, he continued to move along the grass line.

The burning speed of this incense is very slow, very slow. From the beginning to now, this incense has not even burned out. Li Guanqi estimated that under normal circumstances, it would even take a month or two for this incense to burn out.

So long.

"Then should I go back? Or..."

Long Ji followed Li Guanqi and asked hesitantly.

"Forget it, I'd better go back."

Before Li Guanqi could answer, she flashed a red light, re-entered the tattoo of the divine weapon box in Li Guanqi's hand, and then disappeared with the tattoo.

In this silent mausoleum, Li Guanqi was once again the only figure left.

Following the grass line, he continued to go deeper into the mausoleum, and the golden smoke emitted by the ancestral incense in his hand continued to linger around him.

"Father! Believe me!"

Suddenly, an extremely clear male voice came from all directions.

"..."

Li Guanqi quickly stopped and looked around, looking at the dark tomb and the black coffin placed in the center of the tomb, with an expression of surprise and uncertainty.

Haunted?

"Father! Dad! Just believe me once. I can take charge of my own business! Really! Just send me to mediate the dispute between the frog people and the turtle people this time!"

The man's voice came from all directions in the tomb again.

Well, at least, it didn't come from the coffin...

"Um?"

Suddenly, Li Guanqi closed his eyes and frowned.

Just now, a strong emotion rippled through his heart.

It was...nervous, excited, full of longing for the unknown journey, and longing for his father to recognize him.

This emotion deeply affected Li Guanqi.

In a trance, he seemed to have turned into a young man wearing armor, standing in the hall where the bonfire was shaking, holding his head high and shouting loudly at the back of a strong figure wearing a crown.

The bright firelight flickered, but due to the angle of his stance, the face of the bearded man with his back to the bonfire flickered.

It was an expression full of confusion.

But in the end, the strong man still smiled helplessly, turned around, touched his head, and said in a honest voice: "Yes, when you grow up, Wutanmeng, I can't restrain you anymore, then

Go and run freely in the grasslands and soar freely in the sky, just like your mother wished."

"yes!"

In the brightly lit hall, Li Guanqi was immediately overjoyed. He patted his chest armor heavily with his right hand. He was so excited that he shouted loudly:

"Nala Utameng will live up to his father Khan's trust, and the dispute between the frog people and the turtle people will be completely settled!"

"..."

"..."

"Um?"

In the dark and silent tomb, Li Guanqi put his right hand on his chest and scratched the black clothes on his body, looking confused.

That emotion subsided.

Whose emotions? Whose thoughts?

"Hey, kid, what are you yelling about?"

Pluto's joking voice sounded, "When did you become Nala Utameng and have an extra father? It's okay to experience the remnants of other people's wills, don't be too obsessed, but it doesn't matter, as long as a few of us can watch

If you stay, nothing will happen to you."

"I……"

Li Guanqi's expression was still dazed. It took a while before he came back to his senses and his eyes became clear again.

He just directly substituted a memory of Nala Utameng.

That's right.

The simulation situation is like this. After entering the ancestral tomb of the Khan royal family, he did not enter the ancestral world first, but received the remnants of the will of many deceased people.

"Utan...Meng..."

After a moment, Li Guanqi slowly turned around and looked at the black coffin behind him, with a complicated expression on his face.

At the base of the coffin, there is a brief text to introduce the identity of the owner of this tomb.

——Nala Utameng, died on May 21, 4263, at the age of 28.
Chapter completed!