Under the stars.

Jiang Hao stood in front of the Imperial Master, with the Heavenly Sword in his hand.

But he didn't take it out.

I just had a thought.

Let the Imperial Master experience Da Luotian's posture.

Now, he would naturally not use his sword at will.

Especially to the National Preceptor.

Not suitable.

The dean asked slightly curiously: "Is this the end?"

Jiang Hao put away the heavenly sword and said: "Well, it's over."

"I just felt the knife intention, but I didn't feel anything else." The dean said.

"Dean, if you are not strong enough, you will only be around the immortals when you die." Jiang Hao shook his head and said: "It is normal not to feel it. Now you are prosperous here. After you go out, you are still the same."

The dean laughed and said nothing.

At this time, the Imperial Master, who was sitting motionless on a high chair, suddenly gasped for air.

Cold sweat.

At this moment, when she looked at Jiang Hao again, she seemed to recall what happened endless years ago.

Then he said in disbelief: "Tianliu?"

"The Imperial Master still remembers me." Jiang Hao said calmly.

"What kind of sword is this?" the Imperial Master asked in shock.

"Da Luotian." Jiang Hao explained.

At this time, Hong Yuye suddenly said: "The seventh form of the Heavenly Sword, the third day that does not exist, is not as talented as the national master. He becomes an immortal at the age of seventy, realizes Daluotian at the age of eighty, and becomes a great master at the age of four hundred.

Luo Tianqiang opened the world of heaven and entered the realm of Daluo.

"One hand seals the Heavenly Bead of Misfortune, the Heavenly Dream Bead, the Heavenly Silence Bead, and the Ancient Yin and Yang Millstone.

"It is indeed not as good as the old Daluo who entered the Daluo realm as a national teacher for who knows how many years.

"I can't even touch the most dangerous things in the sky."

For a moment, the Imperial Master was choked and could not speak.

Some people act like mutes when they should speak, and act like talkative people when they shouldn't.

An old woman is an old woman.

Emotionally unstable.

But this sentence shocked her.

What kind of legend is the person in front of me?

Four hundred years old?

How can a four hundred year old man do so many things?

Is this woman bragging about her husband?

But soon, she looked at Jiang Hao and said, "What was your relationship with her before you met me?"

The Imperial Master pointed at Hong Yuye.

"Husband and wife." Jiang Hao replied.

"So, you went back just for her?" the national master asked.

"Almost." Jiang Hao nodded.

At first I was curious, then I started to think about the injury.

Once the shipment is confirmed, the plan takes shape.

Finally start making arrangements.

"Then you didn't watch her grow up?" the national master asked.

"Yes." Jiang Hao nodded.

The Imperial Master was suddenly discouraged: "Then don't you know what he did? How can I talk about her dark history? I don't like you anymore."

Jiang Hao didn't pay too much attention to it, but said: "After the Imperial Master came in, he seemed to be doing well."

"Thanks to the old woman, if it weren't for her, I don't think you would have saved me. After all, it feels quite difficult, especially the more I understand, the harder it becomes.

"I didn't expect that I would have to rely on this old woman at that time." The Imperial Master was quite angry.

Jiang Hao didn't explain.

There is indeed a reason for this.

Of course, the Imperial Master will save him as much as he can.

After all, the other party has done a lot.

Regardless of emotion or reason, give it a try.

It's just that because it involves Hongyuye, I can't ignore it even more.

After a pause, the Imperial Master suddenly said curiously: "That's not right, you don't have the aura of the Great Dao in your body, why did you swing that sword? I have no reason to lose."

Hong Yuye chuckled: "Old woman, you are old and times have changed."

The Imperial Master looked at Hong Yuye and sighed in his heart, so he had always felt that this woman was troublesome.

childish.

I was naive when I was a teenager, I was naive when I was 8,000 years old, and I am still naive now that I am old.

"No, what are you talking about? Is this a place you can expect for a long time?" At this time, the dean couldn't help but speak.

Hearing this, the Imperial Master turned to look at the dean and said, "Corpse collector?"

"Any questions?" the dean asked.

"Why are the corpse collectors so cooperative in helping?" The national master was puzzled: "It seems that he still has a strong sense of humanity."

"The dean of the Astronomical Academy is familiar with my husband." Hong Yuye explained.

"Your husband knows so many people." The Imperial Master sighed with emotion, and then said: "Don't tell me how you got in, but tell me why you came in to see me. You can't get out if you go out. Now I am almost surrounded by

Lock it here.

"You can't protect me if I get out.

"I have spied on a lot of things. If I go out, I will die."

Jiang Hao actually believed that it would be dangerous to go out to this place.

"This." Jiang Hao took out the coffin.

Looking at the coffin, the Imperial Master was a little surprised: "You can take out this thing? But why give it to me?"

"I need to open it. I need to use this room to open it. Can I borrow it?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Will the body collector open it?" the Imperial Master asked.

Jiang Hao nodded.

The Imperial Master lamented that he did not expect the corpse collector to help with this matter.

Now that the body collectors are one of our own, many things will indeed become more convenient.

The Imperial Master carefully observed the coffin, then looked at the room and said, "Who is inside? What kind of cultivation level is there?"

"The Human Emperor's wife is probably a human immortal." Jiang Hao replied.

"Human Immortal?" The Imperial Master said in disbelief: "Then why are you opening it? The Human Immortal is lying in the coffin, and there is basically no cure."

Jiang Hao shook his head slightly: "Someone is protecting her, but I'm not sure how long it will last, so I have to open it without hurting the immortal."

"This is not simple anymore. I need to rearrange it, leave the coffin to me, and then I will study it.

"After some time, you will open my door again. As for how many years, let's say a thousand years."

Jiang Hao was a little stunned.

A thousand years?

"What's your expression?" The Imperial Master looked at Hong Yuye and Jiang Hao.

"He was four hundred years old, and now he is four hundred and fifty-two. Are we supposed to wait for a thousand years?" Hong Yuye said, "If everything goes well, he will have reached the level he has achieved."

National Preceptor: "."

Is a thousand years a long time?
To be continued...