Emperor of Death

Chapter 732 Bestowing Emperor-Level Cultivation Techniques

Gu Tan never thought that Yechen would attack him suddenly, and before he could react, his body was blown away.

"Yechen, you!" Gu Tan lay on the ground, covering his face that was hit by Yechen, and glared at Yechen.

Yechen smiled coldly: "You even beat your master together, what kind of dog are you, you dare to ignore what I say."

Then Yechen stepped forward, kicked Gu Tan on the chest, kicked him to the ground, stepped on his face with the sole of his hand shoe, and said coldly: "Squeezing you to death is as easy as crushing an ant. If you let me know that you are still playing tricks behind your back next time, it will not be as easy as beating you, no one can protect you, understand?"

"Bah, a dog!" Ye Chen spit on Gu Tan's body, and walked away slowly.

Looking at Yechen's arrogant back, Gu Tan felt great hatred in his heart, thinking of the young man who was chased by him back then and now standing on his head showing off his might, Gu Tan felt indescribably uncomfortable.

However, he really didn't dare, especially when he heard that all the supervisors sent by the Du family to Jiangyin City died in Jiangyin City, which dispelled any luck in his heart.

Today's Yechen is not something he can fight against at all. No matter in terms of strength or official position, the two of them are far apart now.

After beating Du Haibo, Yechen's mind gradually cleared up, but after all, he still felt that something was missing and needed to be reorganized.

"General Ye!" Behind Ye Chen, a middle-aged general appeared silently.

"Oh, you are!" Yechen turned around.

The middle-aged general said very respectfully: "Song Yan, my subordinate, pay my respects to General Ye, the old ancestor of this subordinate, send this subordinate to invite the general over."

"Yeah!" Yechen nodded, "Lead the way."

Song Yan took Yechen a long way, and walked in front of a building. This was a temporary building, but it was also built with huge stones, which looked very majestic.

After Yechen entered, Song Yan stood guard at the door.

In the room, Song Qiu stood in the lobby. After Yechen entered, the door closed automatically. Song Qiu bowed to Yechen to pay homage.

"These ceremonies will be avoided." Ye Chen said, and then sat down on the chair.

Song Qiu hurried forward, picked up a teacup beside him and poured tea for Yechen.

Ye Chen asked, "Did you gain something last time?" When the two separated last time, Song Qiu wanted to explore the ancient tomb with his old friend.

Song Qiuxi raised his brows, nodded quickly and said: "That time I was very lucky, not only got a natal zombie with emperor-level potential, but also got a servant corpse with holy-level potential."

"Oh, congratulations." Ye Chen said.

"Hey!" Song Qiu said with a smile on his face, "That, this"

Yechen scolded with a smile: "He's a few hundred years old, what's the matter, tell me quickly."

"Hey!" Song Qiu laughed, "Well, can you teach me the exercises directly for the natal zombies and servant corpses? Halfway through."

"Let's let it out." Ye Chen said.

Today's Song Qiu is already an indispensable help for him, and with the presence of Song Jia and others, it is equivalent to being tied to his own chariot. Yechen has always been generous to those he truly trusts.

Two zombies appeared in front of Yechen. After seeing these two zombies, Yechen couldn't help praising: "Good stuff."

These two zombies are both tiger-human zombies. The tiger-human tribe has a strong physical body. After becoming a zombie, they are far superior to ordinary human zombies. Moreover, these alien zombies will more or less retain some of their abilities in life.

This time, Yechen was extremely generous, he put an emperor-level kung fu into the soul of Song Qiu's natal zombie, and then put the same kung fu into the soul of the servant.

Song Qiu on the side trembled slightly, opened his mouth slightly, and his old face was full of excitement. Immediately, he burst into tears, moved his body, knelt in front of Yechen, put his hands on the ground, and respectfully worshiped: "Old minister, thank you for your reward."

Emperor-level martial arts, as long as the natal zombie knows it, Song Qiu, who is the zombie's master, can naturally acquire it easily.This is equivalent to Yechen giving him the emperor-level exercises. Although it is not the supreme Death Heart Sutra, every step of the emperor-level exercises is extremely precious. Only with the emperor-level exercises can one see the strongest Emperor level realm.

This means that the emperor-level gate has been displayed in front of Song Qiu, and it is up to him whether he can push the door and enter.

It has been 500 years, and Song Qiu has worked hard in the empire for 500 years, and he has also been rewarded with a holy-level exercise. Now, in the blink of an eye, someone has imprinted the emperor-level exercise into his mind. With far more than 500 years of accumulation, at this moment, Song Qiu's heart was deeply moved.

Song Qiu only felt that the flames in his heart were burning fiercely. He was willing to follow such a person, even if the other party told him to die immediately.

Ye Chen said indifferently: "When the king comes to the world in the future, I will give you the Heart Sutra of Death."

"Ah!" Song Qiu exclaimed in shock, "How can this old man dare peep at the supreme scripture."

Yechen shook his head, looked at Song Qiu with sincerity and said, "You can afford it."

"Yes, thank you Your Majesty, the old minister will go through fire and water for you." Song Qiu said seriously.

Yechen said, "Your name is wrong."

"Ah!" Song Qiu laughed, and then bowed to Yechen, "Thank you, little friend Ye!"

Yechen nodded indifferently, pulled Song Qiu up from the ground, motioned him to sit next to him, and said, "Don't kneel down at random in the future, be careful that the wall has ears. Besides, I still want to hear your opinion when I come here this time. , Ye Zixuan's action this time seems to be a bit big, but it was just to kill someone, and he even sent Ge Changming here, tell me what she means."

The politics that Yechen had mastered before was the knowledge of the king. What he paid attention to was how to rule, how to distinguish right from wrong, and how to govern the country. No one dared to engage in any political struggle with him, so in this kind of political struggle, Yechen still wanted to Listen to Song Qiu's opinion more, after all he has been in the officialdom for 500 years.

Song Qiu bowed to Yechen first, and then said: "Young friend Ye, this old man has thought about this matter very carefully, some words may make little friend Ye unhappy, please forgive me."

Ye Chen said: "You are blunt. What I want to hear most now is the truth. You should know that I am not a person who speaks harshly."

"Yes!" Song Qiu said slowly: "First of all, Ye Xiaoyou, you are sure of one thing, that is, when you came back from the original secret realm and went to the imperial capital to meet the empress, she named you a sixth-rank general. , is reasonable, but the other one is to make your Jiangyin Fortress independent of the Ye Ming Army and belong to the Ye Ming Army, this matter, Ye Xiaoyou must understand her intentions."

(End of this chapter)