Immortal Martial Immortality: Liver Experience from Changchun Gong

Chapter 32 The emperor was assassinated, practice martial arts with sincerity!

tonight.

It seems a little uneven!
Li Mu hadn't returned to the East Sixth Office with the elixirs he had brought from the imperial palace alchemy, when he heard a sharp and hasty voice resounding in the silent imperial palace.

"There are assassins, catch the assassins."

"Protect Your Majesty!"

"Hurry up, catch the assassin."

"Who dares to break into the palace privately?"

"Don't let the thief go..."

"..."

Accompanied by that sharp and hasty voice sounded.

The entire palace was in chaos.

All kinds of booming and fighting sounds were heard, as if the assassin had already fought against the strong man around Emperor Tai Long.

At the same time, several powerful auras shot up to the sky from all directions of the palace, all of them encircled the palace... in the direction of Xuanzhen Temple.

"Xuanzhen Temple?" Li Mu was stunned.

He was a little confused.

Why didn't Emperor Tailong go to sleep at night, instead he went to Xuanzhen Temple.

Xuanzhen Temple is a royal Taoist temple, which was built by a certain Taoist emperor in the previous dynasty for self-cultivation. Now it has been renovated and left for the concubines in the harem to offer incense and pray for blessings.

"You can't accompany a certain concubine to offer incense and pray for blessings at night, can you?"

Li Mu shook his head, seeing that the situation in the direction of Xuanzhenguan seemed to be under control, so he stopped his thoughts of going to investigate and walked three minutes faster.

He needs to return to his residence as soon as possible before everyone in the East Sixth Institute is awakened.

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"Your Highness, get up quickly."

"Your Highness, get up quickly, something has happened!"

Sure enough, as soon as Li Mu returned to his dormitory, there was a urging voice from the steward Zhang Cheng outside the door.

An assassin broke into the palace, intending to assassinate the world.

This is a big deal for everyone in the palace.

For example, Li Mu's steward, Zhang Cheng, and the others needed to confirm the safety of the prince he was following immediately, in case the assassin quietly touched the prince and hurt the prince he was following without knowing it.

It's really going to be like that.

All the servants and guards in the East Sixth Office could not escape death.

So when Li Mu changed his clothes again and walked out of the room.

Not only did I see a few personal attendants from the East Sixth Institute.

I also saw Si Wu Li Ying, who was in charge of teaching him, and several palace guards.

"What happened?"

Li Mu pretended to have just woken up, opened the door, and asked Zhang Cheng, the eunuch who was full of anxiety.

But his gaze involuntarily looked towards the western sky.

There was a vague figure there, resisting the attacks of all kinds of swords and swords, and fled frantically towards the west gate of the palace regardless.

"Your Highness, an assassin has appeared in the palace and wants to assassinate His Majesty."

"So for His Highness's safety, His Highness can only be wronged to spend tonight with Lao Nu and others."

Zhang Cheng also saw the figure in the night sky that attracted everyone's attention and care. While he was relieved, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

"What, there are assassins who want to assassinate the father?"

Hearing this, Li Mu pretended to be surprised and nervously asked, "Is the father injured?"

"Your Highness, please rest assured. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and with God's protection, nothing will happen."

Zhang Cheng didn't know what the current situation of Emperor Tailong was, but this didn't prevent him from flattering him.

"That's right, father is protected by God, so nothing will happen."

Li Mu glanced at the west gate of the imperial palace. The assassin who had been surrounded by the strong men of the imperial palace, who had been rushing from left to right and was still unable to escape, nodded in agreement.

It's not that he believes what the real dragon emperor said.

Instead, he simply believed that it was really difficult to break into the palace and assassinate Da Xia Zi with just a master of transformation.

Great Xia has been a country for more than 200 years. Although its background cannot be compared with those of the holy places of martial arts, it has also cultivated many masters.

Even if there is no innate grand master strongman sitting in charge.

There will definitely be no shortage of first-level masters of the divine transformation.

Therefore, although it cannot be said that it is impossible for an ordinary master of transformation to assassinate Da Xiazi, it is extremely difficult.

Besides, just now Li Mu sensed the aura of the Divine Transformation Masters of the Six Paths and rushed to Xuanzhen Temple, but now there are only four Divine Transformation Masters besieging the assassins, which means that the remaining two Divine Transformation Masters are still protecting Emperor Tailong.

"No, it can't be two. Right now, Emperor Tai Long is protected by at least three masters of transformation!"

"In this way, if you add the masters who guard important places such as the arsenal, alchemy, and treasure house of the palace, and the masters of the palace who protect the safety of the queen, queen mother, and young princes and daughters."

Li Mu silently calculated in his mind, and finally came to a conclusion.

That is... In the Great Xia Palace, there are at least thirteen masters of the divine transformation.

If we count the Imperial City Division, Zhenwu Division, Gongwei Division, Qin Tianjian, Zongren Mansion, Gongqing Wanghou and so on.

This number is probably more than three or five times higher.

Of course, considering that the Great Xia Chaotang family has a large business and a large territory, there are many places that need to be guarded.

This amount of magical masters is inevitably not enough.

Not to mention, the imperial court is the agglomeration of the royal family and the world's aristocratic families. God knows how many of these magical masters come from aristocratic families, or are inextricably linked with the nine martial arts holy places.

Therefore, the number of divine masters in the Great Xia court seems to be a lot.

However, it is still unknown how many of them are truly loyal to the Great Xia royal family.

"Thinking about my father, the emperor is also very helpless!"

"There is no ambition, but there is not enough strength to support it."

"Above the nine mountains of the Holy Land of Martial Arts, in the middle there are the checks and intrigues of aristocratic families, and in the bottom there are low-level officials and small officials who cheat and cheat."

"The movement of the world is maintained by one body, but it cannot really be the master."

"Every decision, every government order, needs to balance the interests of all parties, constant consultations, and constant compromises. When it is finally implemented, it has been changed beyond recognition and deviated from the original intention."

Li Mu sighed quietly in his heart, he could understand the pressure on his father.

After all, in his spare time, he would also think about the general trend of the world and fight in court.

It's not that he has any interest in the Ninth Five-Year Throne, but just to pass the time and exercise his mind.

Just like in the previous life, who hasn't given pointers to the country, passionately written, and discussed domestic policies and international situations with others?
Do people really care about national policies and the global situation?

Do not!
Everyone is just idle and bored.

If you really want them to move 1 yuan of bricks every day, they still have time to think about these things.

Li Mu's situation was even worse.

Apart from practicing literature and martial arts every day, he doesn't even have some basic games and entertainment.

In his free time, apart from thinking about the general trend of the world and fighting with the court, there seems to be nothing else to do.

"I probably understand why there has never been a martial arts emperor in all dynasties."

Li Mu thought more and more deeply, pondered for half an hour, and finally woke up suddenly.

The emperors of each generation occupy the Ninth Five-Year Throne, possessing infinite resources, and there is no shortage of natural materials and earthly treasures, magical secrets, and enshrined teachers, etc. to improve their aptitude.

But why are there so few martial arts emperors who are second-rank martial arts gods in various dynasties?

Gein, the third rank in martial arts belongs to the realm of refining the gods, the practice of the soul.

Governing a big country is like cooking a small dish, and it takes too much thought.

But martial arts emphasizes sincerity, sophistication and bravery.

Once the distraction is too much and the will is frustrated, it is difficult to achieve anything.

Especially in this world, there are holy places of martial arts on the upper side, powerful families from all over the world in the middle, and corrupt officials in the lower.

All the emperors of the past dynasties can do is to constantly negotiate and compromise, and in the end even lose their true meaning.

In this way, it is no wonder that the emperor of the dynasty wants to achieve something in martial arts.

"So, you should still practice martial arts."

"Comprehend the true meaning of martial arts that belongs to you as soon as possible, subdue the ape in your heart, and achieve the realm of the innate great master."

After his thoughts diverged for a while, Li Mu tried his best to restrain his distracting thoughts, and once again regained the tranquility of practicing martial arts in the past.

Daxia has been established for more than 200 years, and has experienced the rule of five generations of emperors, with profound and extraordinary heritage.

Even if there is a rule of 300 years of royal disaster in the Holy Land, it is far from the end of the dynasty.

So a few assassins broke into the palace, it doesn't mean anything.

Now that the sky is falling, someone can hold it up.

All he has to do is practice martial arts hard.

As long as one can become a Martial Dao Immortal, so what if the nine holy lands are suppressed together?
Just slap them all to death!

(End of this chapter)