Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 1290: The Hand of a Mortal
"I believe His Majesty has realized this a long time ago!" Suddenly, Ji Ruoshui raised her head with a firm expression on her face.

This surprised Ji Xiaotian.

Ji Xiaotian smiled and didn't speak.

Ji Ruoshui frowned when she saw it, and said:
"Old Ancestor, don't you believe it?"

Ji Xiaotian still didn't speak.

At this moment, Ji Ruoshui's temper came, and he refused to let go, and said:
"That's not as good as this, Patriarch, let's make a bet. If His Majesty has realized this long ago, I will win. If not, Patriarch, you will win? How about it?"

"Yes! What are you betting on?" Ji Xiaotian agreed very simply.

"What are you betting on..." Ji Ruoshui fell into deep thought.

This is a problem.

You have to think about it.

After a long time, Ji Ruoshui's eyes lit up, looked at Ji Xiaotian blinking, and said slyly:
"Old Ancestor, how about betting on a promise like last time?"

"Promise?" Ji Xiaotian was slightly taken aback.

The last time was not a gamble, but he made it clear that he wanted to hit Zhao Yuankai with a bamboo pole, so he asked Zhao Yuankai to make a promise.

However, Ji Xiaotian naturally didn't care that she was her own girl right now.

Not to mention one promise, even if it is ten or hundreds, even if there is no such promise, if Ji Ruoshui speaks, can he not agree?
So, it doesn't matter.

Ji Xiaotian nodded directly, very simply, and responded:

"no problem!"

"Wait a minute, ancestor, the promise I said is a little different." Ji Ruoshui said.

"Different?" Ji Xiaotian was startled for a moment, then looked at Ji Ruoshui fixedly, and saw Ji Ruoshui's scheming and cunning appearance at a glance.

Forget it, who made you the future and hope of the Ji family!

"Why is it different? Let's hear it." Ji Xiaotian didn't care.

"Okay, ancestor, then I'll just say it. This promise was not made by the ancestor, but if I win, the ancestor, you have to promise to make a promise to your majesty. In the future, your majesty will make a request. Patriarch, you absolutely cannot refuse! As for..."

Before Ji Ruoshui finished speaking, Ji Xiaotian refused to agree.

"Ji Ruoshui, have you gone crazy? I've seen someone with their elbows turned outwards, but never seen you turn them outwards like this? Don't you think it's a bit too much?" Ji Xiaotian said with a black face.

But Ji Ruoshui pretended to be disapproving, but her acting skills were a bit clumsy, her pretty face flushed slightly, her eyes dodged, she was still guilty after all.

It is indeed oh...

This time, my elbow was indeed turned too far towards His Majesty!

But no!

It has to be like this!

Ji Ruoshui was very clear-headed.

His Majesty wants to attack the Eastern Heaven Territory, confront the Demon Court head-on, and use the Heavenly Xuan Holy Land as a springboard, this is no small matter!
Although the great man has immortal soldiers to rule the country, and His Majesty's resourcefulness is unparalleled in the world, but in the end, his background is still poor, and there is no real extreme master at all!
Not to mention the demon gods, even the half-step demon god-level Ancestral Demon that was released by the ancestor before can completely threaten His Majesty!
And this is what Ji Ruoshui is most worried about!

In fact, what she wanted was not a promise, but she clearly wanted the ancestor to protect His Majesty's Zhou Quan directly, so she came up with this method!
She knew very well,

If she wins this bet, it means that His Majesty has already realized the secrets and mysteries that the ancestor said, and just as the ancestor Xiaotian said, His Majesty cannot lose this battle!
Of course, Ji Ruoshui couldn't lose if he didn't believe it, so he had to be more pessimistic.

But at least you can try it and challenge it.

And at this time, His Majesty must need an extreme existence to protect his comprehensiveness, and there is no doubt that the ancestor is the most suitable candidate.

on the contrary!

If His Majesty is not aware of those.

In other words, if he lost the bet, he would not be able to use this opportunity to allow the ancestor to protect His Majesty Zhou Quan.

But if that's the case, it doesn't make sense to say these things.

In the words of the ancestor, it is a game that must be lost, and Ji Ruoshui will definitely persuade His Majesty to stop here, or take a long-term plan, so it is not so urgent that the ancestor needs to protect His Majesty's thoroughness!

In short, Ji Ruoshui's thinking is very clear.

But what she didn't know was that the present Zhao Yuankai didn't need Ji Xiaotian's protection at all. To put it bluntly, just one sentence.

Ji Xiaotian?no!

at this time.

Ji Xiaotian looked at Ji Ruoshui, shook his head and sighed.

But after thinking about it, he also understood Ji Ruoshui's little thoughts and tricks.

"That's all! If you really win the bet, it's a good thing. It proves that that brat is worthy of trust and expectation. It's not impossible for me, my ancestor, to try to save his life!" Ji Xiaotian sighed, pretending to be in every possible way. Helpless look!
But after finishing speaking, he immediately changed his voice and asked:
"Smelly girl, what if you lose? How do you count?"

"I... If I lose, then I will promise you a promise, the ancestor, and the ancestor said, why don't I disobey it!" Ji Ruoshui was stunned for a moment, and replied very simply.

After saying that, I still didn't forget to add a vow: "Don't worry, Patriarch, I will not lose!"

"Hehe..." Ji Xiaotian just smiled.

But he was really happy to do so in his heart. If he lost this bet, it would be a good thing, a great good thing, and it directly declared that the human race had hope!

At the same time, Ji Xiaotian was also looking forward to it.

To be honest, he didn't blindly believe in Zhao Yuankai like Ji Ruoshui, because the level involved in these things was so high that ordinary people couldn't understand it, let alone realize it!
but!
If so.

Then Ji Xiaotian could only look at Zhao Yuankai with admiration!

Even, it is not impossible for him to worship Zhao Yuankai as the savior of the world, like that idiot Tianxuanzi did before!

"By the way, if the big man uses Tianxuan Ji's family as a springboard, it will directly declare that the fate of Tianxuan and the big man are completely bound together. Both prosperity and loss will lead to no turning back! Girl, can you Have you figured it out? You are now the Holy Master Tianxuan, don't forget!"

Suddenly, Ji Xiaotian's eyes were serious, and he said this solemnly.

Ji Ruoshui couldn't help but turn serious, she thought for a while, and nodded: "This is Tianxuan's only choice!"

"Okay! Very good! I don't care about the ancestor, you can come here however you want!"

Ji Xiaotian waved his hand, and went so far as to act as the hands-free shopkeeper. After speaking, he walked out of the Holy Lord's Hall, and really didn't care about it.

Ji Ruoshui hesitated to speak, but finally gave up.

Her eyes gradually became firmer, and her heart was filled with anticipation and excitement, because this time, she was really going to fight side by side with that man.

"Come on!" Ji Ruoshui softly drank. "Pass down the Holy Lord's order, let all the new Jin family elders and the Supreme Elders of Tianxuan come to the Holy Lord's Hall immediately, I have important arrangements!!"

……

……

at the same time.

Eastern Tianyu.

The top of Penglai.

Zun Mastiff knelt down on the ground, his face almost stepped into the dust, he didn't dare to breathe, he was completely terrified and trembling to the extreme!
Just now, he explained a lot, reported a lot, and begged for mercy and admitted a lot of mistakes!
But not far away, His Majesty the Demon Emperor, who turned his back to him, never spoke a word from the beginning to the end, and didn't even turn around to look at him.

The atmosphere is silent.

It is precisely this kind of silence that frightens and suffocates Zun Mastiff the most.

Behind His Majesty the Demon Emperor, there was an old man, dressed in commoner clothes, with a hunched waist, looking like an extremely loyal old slave.

Zun Mastiff, as the ancestral demon, is also the wielder of the dragon pattern black golden gun, one of the three supreme weapons of the demon court, in terms of status and seniority, he is not low in the demon court!
But he didn't know anything about the old slave beside the Demon Emperor.

This ignorance is strange.

It's not that he only knew that there was such an existence beside His Majesty today, on the contrary, he had always known that there was such an old slave beside His Majesty, but thousands of years had passed, but he didn't know anything about this old slave!
Who is he?
What kind of role is he playing next to Zunshang?
No way of knowing!

In the Ancestral Demon camp, many of them are also extremely confused, and have communicated with each other, and even many Ancestral Demons have an intuition.

A terrible intuition!

Over there, the mysterious old slave beside Zunshang is not a demon, but... a person!

But no one dared to say it directly, even dared to mention a word, and at most they were tacit understanding between each other.

after all.

The demon spirit and the human race are at odds with each other.

If rumors spread that the most trusted person beside the Demon Emperor is a member of the human race, what kind of shock will the Demon Court cause?
can not imagine!

In short, it is a mysterious existence.

This was the third time Zun Mastiff saw that old slave, and he couldn't sense his cultivation, nor could he tell whether it was a human or a demon.

Zun Mastiff had never even seen his real face, because every time he met His Majesty, the old slave would always stand in front of him, facing His Majesty and his back to himself!

Regarding Zun Shang, Zun Mastiff is even more in awe and reverence to the extreme.

Others may not know.

But he knew it well.

The strongest background of the demon court has never been any inheritance, nor is it the so-called ancestor demon, but the superior!

Correct!
It's Your Majesty!

To put it bluntly, the strongest of the demon spirit clan is the Venerable!

However, this is just Zun Mastiff's inference, but he firmly believes in this inference.

It was more than 2000 years ago when he first met His Majesty, when he had just emerged and was selected as the seed of the Ancestor Demon, and he met His Majesty.

The second time was 1000 years later, when he stepped into the body-fitting state, successfully ranked among the ancestor demons, and was selected as the holder of the dragon-patterned black golden gun, so he was able to meet His Majesty alone!

The third time is today!

Three times, spanning more than 2000 years.

But for more than 2000 years, the lord is still the lord, who has never aged, and the old slave standing in front of him is still the old slave, still bent like that for more than 2000 years.

And the feeling of meeting His Majesty the three times was the same, a suffocating sense of oppression!

But, don't forget, today's Zun Mastiff has already glimpsed the existence of the demon god realm. Looking at the eternity, there are only a handful of people who can reach this step!

but……

The familiar feeling of suffocation and oppression is still the same.

Just like now!
I don't know how long it has passed, but when Zun Mastiff was on the verge of collapse, Lord Yao Huangzun finally spoke, and asked indifferently:
"Where did the quasi-immortal of the human race come from? Do you know?"

"Back... back to your honor, the quasi-immortal of the human race said that he was Emperor Tianwu, and he must be the ultimate guardian of the country behind Emperor Tianwu. If the subordinate guessed correctly, he must have a certain relationship with the Dahan's Zhenguo Xianbing Origin!" Zun Mastiff said.

On this point, Su Heng and his opinion are the same.

They deduced that the big man should have obtained some kind of ancient inheritance.

This ancient inheritance is extremely extraordinary, and it can even shake the direction of the entire Middle-earth and Universal Heaven with Peak. To put it a little bolder, it is very likely to be a fairy legacy!
The Demon Emperor still turned his back to Zun Mastiff, and seemed to be looking at the west all the time.

Just after hearing Zun Mastiff's answer, he snorted lightly, dissatisfied and disdainful.

Zun Mastiff's heart trembled suddenly. After his face was completely buried in the dust, he pulled Su Heng out and explained in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty, the King of the Su Clan has also discussed with his subordinates that the big man itself is just an ordinary dynasty in a barbaric land. In other words, then, there is only one possibility, Emperor Tianwu must have obtained an inheritance by chance, or even... even an immortal legacy!"

"Immortal Legacy?" The Demon Emperor still sighed lightly.

Then, he turned around, looked at the kneeling mastiff with a half-smile, and shook his head, as if he was a little disappointed.

Zun Mastiff didn't dare to raise his face, so he didn't know His Majesty's real face.

Calculated, he had not seen His Majesty's true face for thousands of years.

I just remember that thousands of years ago, Zunshang Fengshen was like jade, as if the real god was alive, how shocked and respected he was!

If he can raise his head now and be formal, I'm afraid he will be even more shocked and amazed!
Because thousands of years have passed, the respect is still the same, and it is even more extraordinary!

"Gu tell you, the big man has never obtained any inheritance, let alone any immortal legacy, and the Zhen Guo Xianbing is not a fairy weapon, but a weapon made by the big man himself!" The demon emperor said indifferently.

Zun Mastiff heard the sound, his heart was overwhelmed, and his cognition was directly subverted.

Not a fairy soldier?

Is...was it made by a big man?

how could it be possible?
Although Zun Mastiff has never seen the real power of the big man's Heavenly Saber and Heavenly Sword with his own eyes, no one in the entire demon court would question the destructive power of the Heavenly Sword and Heavenly Sword!
That kind of power can only be a fairy soldier!
but……

Your Majesty's words are absolutely true!
So Zun Mastiff's cognition is being subverted and reshaped. He believes that the Dahan's Zhenguo Xianbing is not a real Xianbing at all, but a man-made weapon!

but!
"Your...your lord, then...what kind of power does that big man have, that he can create a weapon comparable to an immortal soldier with mortal hands?" Zun Mastiff trembled again.

The Demon Emperor did not answer Zun Mastiff's doubts.

On the contrary, this sentence seemed to make the Demon Emperor quite touched, and he sighed lightly:
"Using the hands of mortals to create soldiers of immortals... Heh, that's a pretty good idea!"

　Good night, sweet dreams
　　
　
(End of this chapter)