Chapter 975: Pretending to be the Son of God? Crazy search for treasures for Luo Yu!

In the conference room, everyone looked at Luo Tiance with complicated expressions and sighed inwardly.

I would like to think that Luo Tiance, a generation of genius, could reach the peak of Daxia and stand on top of the world without the blessing of ancient heroic spirits.

Such amazing and talented people have never enjoyed a free life for a day, and have dedicated their lives to Daxia.

Even his son suffered severe injuries in the process of protecting the base city and was unable to practice Buddhism for the rest of his life.

The whole family is loyal and loyal, and everyone is convinced.

Whether it's character or strength.

He fully understands Luo Tiance's wish for his grandson to have a safe life.

"Lao Luo... we support your idea." Liu Shengji and others echoed.

My son has already sacrificed his life, so I can't let my grandson be put at risk.

Luo Tiance shook his head, his emotion like an ordinary old man disappeared, and he returned to his ruthless and ruthless appearance of killing with iron blood.

"Final decisions are now being made."

"First point, if there is a god resurrecting outside the country, I can stop it."

"What?" Cao Cao and others' eyes widened: "Old Luo, are you going to block it? You can't block it..."

Can you stop it? Everyone only said half of it, and the rest was left unsaid.

Luo Tiance's eyes showed sharpness.

"As the suppression of heaven and earth continues to weaken, my cultivation will continue to make breakthroughs."

"When the day comes when the gods are completely revived, I may not be able to fight against them."

Cao Thief and others opened their mouths, and Luo Tiance's plain but firm tone echoed in their ears.

"With a mortal body, can you stand up to the gods?"

How courageous this is.

"If the other god really recovers one day, I can be at the forefront." Luo Tiance sped up his words: "But what should I do if the people learn that there are gods outside the country and there is no god in Great Xia? The new generation of young people are distracted.

What should I do if my genius loses his fighting spirit?"

Thief Cao's eyes flashed with wisdom and he said, "I have a plan."

"Speak quickly, don't be a show-off." Zhu Wulan urged.

Thief Cao looked around at everyone.

"Since other forces have revived gods, then our country can also have it."

Zhu Mingwu retorted angrily: "You said it exists? Is it possible that the gods can fabricate it out of thin air?"

Cao Thief's eyes narrowed and he spoke seriously:

"Yes, it's just fabricated out of thin air."

"Huh?" Everyone made hesitant sounds.

Cao Thief was eloquent and began to explain.

"We can fake the illusion that there is a resurrected god in Daxia, so that foreign forces will definitely be wary of us."

"And the people in the country will not be panicked, and the geniuses will have confidence and a goal to catch up."

Everyone's eyes lit up, Zhu Wuwu even slapped his thigh and cheered:

"good idea!"

"As expected of you, this plan is indeed treacherous!!"

Thief Cao had a smile on his face at first, but it suddenly dropped and he glared fiercely at him.

"Dogs bark."

"Is this treachery?"

Luo Tiance said: "This plan is good. The only drawback is that when a battle breaks out one day, if our side does not have a clear vision, it will affect the confidence of the people."

Thief Cao shook his head.

"There is no other way."

"If we can hide it for a day, it will be a day. If we can hide it until the end, we will be considered successful."

"There is no worse outcome than this."

"Yes." Luo Tiance nodded, "Since this is the countermeasure you came up with, continue talking."

Cao Thief analyzed:

"There are so many gods in the legend of Daxia. We can completely fake the resurrection of the gods, but the only problem is that if the gods revive, the Son of God will definitely be chosen."

"Then the question is, we can find a way to disguise the vision of the god's resurrection, but where can we find the person to pretend to be the son of god?"

"This..." Liu Shengji frowned, and after thinking, he replied: "The Son of God must pretend to be strong enough, otherwise once he is found out, the whole world will see our joke and know that there is no god in our Daxia."

"The consequences will be unimaginable when the time comes."

Thief Cao nodded.

"So, it's easy to fake the vision of a god's resurrection, but it's too difficult to choose a son of god who can live in disguise."

"If this plan is successful, it will be enough to make other forces fear us and not dare to act rashly. It will also build confidence among the people, boost their fighting spirit, and establish a god son. The little perverts of our families and other geniuses will all have a goal to pursue, practice

Will work harder."

Zhao Yingtian continued: "But if the Son of God is found out to be a fake, the consequences will be serious."

"We in Daxia will become a laughingstock and a blow to the people. The consequences will be disastrous."

The eight people looked at each other in confusion.

After a long time, they all turned their attention to Luo Tiance.

Luo Tiance stared at them coldly.

"Watch what I do."

Thief Cao put away the sparkle in his eyes and said with a naive smile: "Lao Luo, I really have to rely on you this time."

"What do you rely on me for?" Luo Tiance snorted coldly, seeming to realize something.

Cao Thief said: "The whole world knows that our eight families all have ancient heroic spirits who have inherited their surnames. It is unlikely that they will be the targets chosen by the resurrected gods to inherit their divine power."

"But Lao Luo, you are different. Without the blessing of heroic spirits, you are in a mess. Your family's bloodline is the most likely to win the favor of the gods."

"And the gods always choose babies to inherit their divine power."

"Now is the perfect time. Your eldest grandson is about to be born. If you choose him to pretend to be the Son of God..."

"Buzz!"

Luo Tiance's eyes narrowed, and he stood up in an instant, just like a divine sword was unsheathed, and the chair he sat down on was torn apart by the sword energy.

"Cao Xiong! If you dare to plot against my grandson, do you want to die?"

Thief Cao suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, as if there were countless sharp swords hanging above his head, ready to fall down and kill him at any time.

Anyone who is familiar with Luo Tiance's style knows that he is really angry and murderous.

Liu Shengji quickly got up and came here to persuade: "Lao Luo, calm down! Calm down, how dare Lao Cao scheme against your grandson."

Zhu Wulan nodded: "Yes, even if he has the thief heart, he doesn't have the thief courage."

Cao Cao glared at him and cursed in his heart, "Old man, if you don't know how to speak, just keep your mouth shut."

"Lao Luo, listen to my explanation."

"I'm doing this all for Daxia."

"If my grandson was suitable, I would have pushed him out long ago, but that kid has awakened the ancient heroic spirit of ancestor Cao, and everyone in the world knows it."

"Every other family's situation is similar. If a child from an ordinary family is chosen to play the role of the Son of God, it will be too easy to be exposed."

"Also, it is not easy for people to believe how ordinary children can be favored by the gods. But your bloodline, Lao Luo, is different. If the gods really revive, it would be abnormal for your children not to be favored by the gods.

"

Luo Tiance's murderous aura boiled over and he locked onto him coldly.

Cao Xiong didn't dare to move. He was usually called a traitor, but now the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat.

gradually,

Luo Tiance's murderous aura weakened little by little and he moved his steps.

Step by step I walked to the window.

Looking in the direction of home.

There, his grandson is about to be born.
To be continued...