Volume 2, Chapter 371 The Emperor bows his head.
Xiang Tianxing was anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, looking at the twelfth elder, "Twelfth elder, make a decision quickly."
Xu Zelin shook his head and sighed.
"Forget it, forget it. I promise you, but I still hope that you can keep your word, little friend Zang, and don't hurt their lives."
At this moment he had no choice but to compromise, and his way of addressing Ye Tingmu changed from "Zang" to "Little Friend Zang".
In three days, the emperor bowed to the immortal. This was the first time and the first time in people's knowledge.
Moreover, under the witness of the three tribes, a group of emperors lowered their proud heads to Xiang Zang.
At this moment, the name Zang was once again deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.
"Too cruel, the emperor bows his head, this burial is acceptable."
"After dealing with the old ones, now they're dealing with the young ones. Just how deep is the hatred between Zang and the Ten Immortal Sects of Heaven?"
"I don't know what the grudge was before, but now, it's probably a fight to the death."
"It turns out that Zang is someone you can't mess with. If you see him next time, stay away from him..."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
Ying Changle's mouth corners slightly raised, and a smile flashed across his face.
She knew that since the emperor had bowed his head, the ending was already determined, and she was destined to be safe and sound in this calamity.
She took one last look at the Kunlun coffin, then turned and headed towards the cabin.
"Uncle Dijiang, let's go back."
The handsome man with white hair behind him nodded and said respectfully, "Okay, young master."
After watching Ying Changle's back disappear on the deck, Di Jiang asked Qing Luan beside him, "Did the young master smile just now?"
There was also a hint of trance in Qingluan's phoenix eyes as she replied.
"If I'm not mistaken, it seems so."
Laughing is a normal thing for everyone, but Ying Changle's laughter is not a normal thing.
Because they had never seen it before, this was the first time.
.......
Soon, a Tian-class warship appeared in front of Ye Tingmu.
Ye Tingmu asked the emperor to step back and boarded the warship himself.
And warn the other party that if they find someone following them, they will kill that person.
The powerful Immortal Emperors had no choice but to agree to this.
He told the other party that they could go to Broken Sword Mountain to pick up the people in six days.
Standing at the bow, Ye Tingmu clasped his fists towards everyone present.
"Everyone, I will leave first. Please come to Broken Sword Mountain to visit us when you are free."
As he said this, he drove the warship away, and did not forget to say something before leaving.
"By the way, please tell the Demon Lord that his son Chongming is also with me. If he still wants this son, he can come to Broken Sword Mountain in person to claim him."
As soon as these words were spoken, the demons were thrown into chaos.
But they couldn't help but believe it.
"Damn burial."
"What now?"
"What else can I do? I'll go back and tell His Majesty..."
The people of the three tribes watched as Zang's warship sailed further and further away.
Then they began to disperse.
The excitement is over, but I still don’t feel satisfied.
"What a pity! Do you think Zang Zhen can keep his promise and release the person?"
"He will definitely be released, but with Yizang's character, I'm afraid even these emperors will suffer."
"So brave, he even tied up Chongming."
"Doesn't this just prove that Zang is very powerful? He even tied up Chongming."
"Hey, why don't we go to Broken Sword Mountain to see what's going on? I'm very curious."
"It's not impossible. I'm free anyway."
People began to talk about Zang. Some thought he was very brave, some said he was very strong, but some people discovered that Zang did not have amnesia, otherwise he would not have been able to plan so thoroughly.
But it was just their guess.
At this moment, many great emperors and ancestors felt that perhaps their disciples' empty-handed return was related to this burial.
But they don't want to provoke such people.
Can they afford to offend an existence that even the ten major immortal sects and the heavenly court bow to?
At this time, Ye Tingmu controlled the Tian-class warship into the clouds and moved forward at high speed.
There was a gust of wind in my ears.
He released Baili Qianqiu, Jian Han, and Du Tian.
Since everyone had marked themselves, they were not too surprised.
But when they saw this huge battleship, they were completely confused.
They all exclaimed.
Ye Tingmu was surprised by this.
He also said that they should follow him and work hard, and he would give them a ship each in the future.
Then, a sky full of pancakes fell on the few people.
Du Tian was knocked dizzy on the spot and said that they were destined to be together in this life.
The rest of the people are pretty much the same.
Of course, although it was just a promise, he still gave each person a divine weapon and a drop of Immortal Emperor's blood. Seeing this scene, Du Tian kowtowed to him again.
The others were also very excited.
That is the essence and blood of the Immortal Emperor. In a large sect, only the top-notch people have the opportunity to possess it.
And they have it today just because they joined Broken Sword Mountain.
There are also divine soldiers and so on. Who wouldn't want to work for such a generous sword master?
Of course, in Ye Tingmu's opinion, this is what they deserve. After all, they have fought for his life, so what is a mere blood of an Immortal Emperor?
The more than 300 people who were tied up and had their immortal essence locked up naturally saw this scene.
And he took in the whole process.
Their memories were also erased, so they forgot what happened inside.
They saw that these more than ten people had just joined Broken Sword Mountain today, and then Zang gave each of them a drop of Immortal Emperor's blood, a divine weapon, and a pill that was said to be super invincible.
To be honest, even they were moved by such a grand move. You know, for those who are not the direct descendants of the Immortal Emperor, obtaining the Immortal Emperor's essence and blood is something they dare not even dream of.
Among the more than 300 people here, all are descendants of the great emperor, but no more than 15 of them have obtained the essence and blood of the Immortal Emperor, and most of them don’t even have divine weapons.
Ye Tingmu smashed it so hard that it was obvious how powerful he was. Anyone would be tempted.
At least at this moment they were moved. Han Xiaoxiao pouted with resentment. She had average talent, but was pretty and also possessed a divine weapon. However, she got it by sleeping with that old man for a long time, and now she had to be on call at any time.
Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt aggrieved.
Of course, she is not the only one who feels aggrieved.
Someone asked.
"Um, Zang... No, Sword Master, is Broken Sword Mountain still hiring? I can be your undercover agent, lurking in Cichen Palace."
"Master Sword Master, I also want to ask, I can also..."
When asked this, Ye Tingmu was stunned. These people have very creative imaginations. They can even come up with the idea of being an undercover agent.
But he didn't refuse, instead he coughed.
"My Broken Sword Mountain doesn't accept just anyone. Everyone who enters the mountain must go through layers of selection..."
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