Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 397 Impossible! !

As soon as these words came out, Murong Wutian's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it!
"You... what did you say? Emperor Tianwu sealed your cultivation? No, it's impossible!"

"You are the daughter of my Murong Wutian, the most enchanting descendant of the Murong Clan, the Chosen Clan at the moment. No one can seal your cultivation if the Great Grandmaster doesn't come out!"

Murong Wutian didn't believe it at all, shook his head, and said in a deep voice.

but……

"Heavenly Father, Emperor Tianwu has already taken that step. He... is the great master, the great master of martial arts with one extraordinary step in the year of the dancing elephant!"

Murong Liuying sighed softly.

While speaking, she gasped, even if she returned to Zijin Emperor Palace, she still had lingering fears in her heart.

On the opposite side, Murong Wutian's Yin Xiao's face was extremely pale in an instant, and he stepped back three steps in a row, just staring at Murong Liuying.

After a while, he breathed out a sigh of relief, and asked in a deep voice:

"Liuying, you...are you joking with Weifu?"

"Father, does your daughter seem to be joking?"

"Today's Emperor Tianwu is not only a great master of martial arts who hides everything, but also, he is very clear about the movements of our Eastern Desolation Sect!"

"He knows that we are reviving the dragon's veins, and that Youzhou raises [-] soldiers, and even...even if his daughter can come back this time, he also tacitly let him go!"

Murong Liuying said it in one breath.

On the opposite side, Murong Wutian was completely stunned.

He knew that Murong Liuying didn't speak, and those words were all true!

Emperor Tianwu!
Emperor Tianwu, who was in the year of the dancing elephant, is really the only great master in the Southern Cangyu at that time!

"No, it's impossible. The dragon veins haven't recovered yet, and the channel between heaven and man is still closed. His Zhao family's imperial power suppressed the dragon veins back then and was cursed by luck backlash. The descendants of the tribe are destined to be insulated from martial arts!"

Murong Wutian couldn't figure it out, couldn't understand it.

But what made him even more incomprehensible was that Zhao Yuankai let Murong Liuying go by default. What does this... mean?
Murong Wutian fixedly stared into Murong Liuying's eyes, the more he looked, the more disturbed he became.

Finally, he asked coldly:

"Liuying, why did Emperor Tianwu let you go back to the Canghuang Mountains? Is it because he wants me to give up as a father and stop recovering the dragon veins?"

When Murong Wutian asked this sentence, he sneered in his heart.

Back then, Zao Wou-ki forged 81 [-] dragon-breaking nails with the supreme secret method, and now almost all of them have been removed by the Eastern Desolation Sect!
Right now, the Broken Dragon Sky Nail on Xuanchen's position has been completely eroded and removed after 99 desolate slaves were sacrificed, and the entire Canghuang Mountain Range has risen hundreds of feet.

And the only remaining Canghuang position and Qiankun position are in progress at the same time. The abyss is played, and the barren slave is buried. At most two months, the dragon vein luck will be completely recovered!

Looking back at the imperial power of the Han Dynasty, the Hannan anti-king raised millions of troops, and Emperor Tianwu couldn't take care of himself.

also!

After Xuanchen bit's Broken Dragon Sky Nail was pulled out, the dragon's veins and luck have begun to be revealed between the heaven and the earth. As long as anyone who has touched the Ninth-Rank Dzogchen of the Grandmaster of Transformation Realm will definitely feel it!

Back then, Zao Wou-ki was indeed very strong, and he spent 200 years suppressing a domain of martial arts.

But can he really suppress them all?
Thinking of this, Murong Wutian sneered and said:

"I don't know how Wu Xiao'er stepped into the Transcendent Realm that day, but now it seems that he should have learned a lot of secrets, and he must also understand that there must still be dormant people in the Southern Cang Realm outside the Han soil." It is an ancient force that has been passed down for thousands of years and has been suppressed by Zao Wou-ki!"

"Once the dragon veins are revived, all these forces will come out, and the death knell of the Zhao family's imperial power will immediately ring!"

"Liuying, tell Gu, did Emperor Wu's child get scared that day? Did you come back and persuade Gu to stop the dragon vein recovery?"

Of course!
Murong Liuying still shook her head and said:
"No, what Emperor Tianwu wants is the recovery of the dragon's veins, he wants to reopen the prosperous age of martial arts!"

"What? He... why should he?" Murong Wutian was stunned on the spot.

Reopening the prosperous age of martial arts?

Why is he?
Back then, why did Zhao Wuji seal the dragon's veins? Wasn't it because he was afraid that the prosperity of martial arts would affect the stability of the imperial power of the Han Dynasty?
"Father, all the actions of the Eastern Desolation Sect are under the control of Emperor Tianwu. He used a trick to revive the dragon's veins with our hands, and put all the murder charges on Murong!"

"Heavenly Father, I... let's stop, Murong is no match for Emperor Tianwu at all, that person is too scary, not only his martial arts cultivation, but also his intelligence and mind skills, can be called supernatural!"

At this time, Murong Liuying simply didn't care about anything, and directly said all the words in her heart.

On a cold and beautiful face, there was panic and panic.

Murong Liuying's greatest impression on Chang'an and his party is that the most terrifying thing in this world is not martial arts cultivation, but wit and mind skills!

That kind of resourcefulness and desperation that counts everything and makes people suffocate and despair!
"After the Murong clan revived the dragon's veins, Emperor Wu will send troops immediately that day to completely suppress the Eastern Desolation God Sect with a thunderbolt! And... and we will only make wedding dresses for others!"

"Also, under the rule of Tianwu, all the people are united, at least in this piece of Han land in the Central Plains, no one can overthrow Zhao Yuankai's position as emperor!"

"Heavenly Father, stop! Then...the Emperor Wu promised Liuying that day, as long as our Murong family can let go of our ambition and hatred, he can let go of the past and give us a chance to live in peace!"

Murong Liuying was begging hard.

ambition?She had no ambitions in the first place.

Angry?Chang'an and his party have long since lost their temper.

If possible, she hopes to shake hands and make peace with the imperial power of the Han Dynasty, so that Qingyou and Youzhou can be as prosperous as Chang'an, safe and beautiful!
however!
But after hearing these words, Murong Wutian's eyes were wide open, covered with bloodshot eyes, and his whole face became ferocious.

"Liuying, you have changed, you are kneeling before the imperial power of the Zhao clan, you have insulted the pride of the Murong clan, the Chosen Clan! You have let my father down so much!" Murong Wutian sternly said.

"No! Heavenly Father, this isn't kneeling, it's not insulting, it's self-help! I...we are no match for Emperor Tianwu at all!"

"I do not believe!"

"Emperor Tianwu has blazed a new path. His cultivation proves everything. He can ignore the protection of dragon veins and luck. Heavenly Father, stop!"

"impossible!!"

Murong Wutian was furious.

The frightening aura swayed loudly, sweeping all around, instantly shattering the gold and silver candlesticks in the Great Hall of the Emperor!

He stared at Murong Liuying with cold eyes, disappointment, and finally endless indifference and madness.

"Come on!" Murong Wutian roared.

Dharma King Hulong led a group of personal guards into the hall upon hearing the sound, and all the pale-faced ones knelt on the ground to accept orders.

(End of this chapter)