Chapter 1188 Your Majesty's Minister Kneeling to the Son of Heaven
Chapter 1188 His Highness’s ministers kneel before the Emperor
Even when facing a portrait, Wu Zu's piety and sincerity far exceed that of His Highness's ministers kneeling before the Emperor!!
Martial Ancestor's breathing was quite rapid.
The enthusiasm in his eyes was like burning fire.
Emperor Ye Tian looked at Martial Ancestor in surprise.
He knew how powerful the Master of the Martial Temple was, but the Martial Ancestor's evaluation was too high.
"What weapons is the master of the palace good at?" Emperor Ye Tian asked.
"She has all kinds of weapons and thousands of volumes of martial arts. Throughout the past and present, she is omnipotent and omniscient."
Wu Zu said excitedly: "Emperor Ye Tian, you may think this is ridiculous, but if you meet her, you will know that what I said is, relatively speaking, just the tip of the iceberg."
"Why didn't she show up?" Emperor Ye Tian asked again.
Wu Zu's eyes dimmed, and he leaned on his chair dejectedly as if he had lost his fighting spirit.
I still remember that that year, when the flowers were blooming and the moon was in full bloom, he was still a young man with ambitions and aspirations in all directions.
The master of the temple drank a pot of fine wine and leaned lazily against the tree, talking to him about the plan and direction of the Martial Arts Temple.
The Martial God Temple stands in Lingtian Continent and is getting stronger day by day!
In the cold winter, it’s past midnight.
It was a broken moon, hidden behind dark clouds.
The master of the palace wore a golden mask and a red skirt with slits on the legs. When he walked, he was covered with dark flowers, like an ancient spell.
"Palace Master, where are you going?" he asked.
"Take a long trip."
"The master of the palace is traveling far away at this time, but what should he deal with?"
"Probably...save the world."
The hall master's laughter was still there, but the person was far away, as if there was still a fiery red shadow left in the trance.
From then on, the palace master never appeared again.
Wu Zu waited for 90,000 years, only regretting that he never knew the name of the palace master and took a look at the face under the mask.
In the past ninety thousand years, every dream of the Martial Ancestor was related to the Palace Master.
The master of his palace shouts his wish for world peace all day long, starts fights, and kills evildoers, but he is as ferocious as a wild beast.
Wu Zu thought about this and smiled again.
He is still waiting.
Wait for the palace master who has traveled far away to come back.
He still guards the Martial Arts Temple and the agreement he made with the temple master.
At this moment, a guard came outside, bowed and said something in Emperor Ye Tian's ear.
Emperor Ye Tian's expression changed slightly, he put down his wine glass and stood up to leave.
"But what happened?" Wu Zu asked.
Emperor Ye Tian nodded, "Wu Xie, beheaded the second son of Emperor Mo Tian of Zhuifeng Continent."
"This... is really something he can do." Wu Zu couldn't help but gasped, "You kid, you are so ferocious, I don't know who can control you in the future."
"When a tiger comes out of its cage, no one can control it, not even me."
Emperor Ye Tian said: "I went to Zhuifeng Continent to deal with this matter. It seems that I may have to miss this northern competition."
"I'll use the Thousand Lines Divine Scroll to store it, and I'll wait for you to come and appreciate it together." Martial Ancestor said.
"You are the one who knows me."
After Emperor Ye Tian finished speaking, he left and headed to Zhuifeng Continent.
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At this moment, Zhan Zhan College, in front of the Pilgrimage Tower.
All the disciples gathered around Chu Yue, chatting lively about the fairy medicine field.
Chu Yue actually put away some indifference towards them.
Li Feiran said: "You have not seen the majesty of our ninth elder, you will definitely regret it for the rest of your life."
"Junior brother Li, stop being so arrogant. We will definitely see the elder's style in the competition in the north." A disciple said.
Xue Yingying looked at this admiration and suddenly said: "Elder Ye, the value of the fairy medicine field is far more than 500 million, but you gave up the fairy medicine field for selfish reasons? If the fairy medicine field belongs to the Zhan Zhan Academy, it will surely
This will greatly increase the strength of all the brothers and sisters."
Chu Yue glanced lazily at Xue Yingying, who was holding the broom, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.
"Someone is coming from the Martial Arts Temple!"
In the area outside the tower, the college guards hurried over and said excitedly: "I heard that the Martial Arts Temple is going to give the fairy medicine field to us, Elder Ye!"