Chapter 322 Seven Bleedings
"What the hell?" The old emperor thought he was hallucinating.
"It's just... I don't know what happened. It happened too suddenly. When I received the news, the Earth Kingdom had already submitted to the Tiansheng Dynasty."
The spy felt really wronged.
That night, he slept outside the palace. When he woke up, the palace had undergone earth-shaking changes.
He once suspected that the Earth Kingdom had changed its master. It was too fast to submit.
"The Earth Emperor must be old and have a seizure in his brain! If he dares to snatch the God of Heaven's Punishment from my Fire Kingdom, he will be punished by Heaven! Also, send heavy troops to guard the temple and make sure to protect the black sword. Anyone who invades will be killed without mercy!"
The spy quickly withdrew.
The old emperor was not idle and summoned three important ministers.
"This Earth Kingdom is simply damned by God. It betrayed the Fire Kingdom and stole our god. Now it wants to steal our black sword. How can it be so capable? It thinks I am lying in bed and can't move, so it deliberately bullies me, right?" The old emperor couldn't bear it any longer. "Quick, send a message to the Word Spirit, and let the Word Spirit conquer the Tiansheng Dynasty, vent my anger, and make the Fire Kingdom proud." The
old emperor panicked.
The situation of three against one is still coming.
The Wind Kingdom has just been established and can't take care of itself.
The royal family of the Earth Kingdom is in chaos. I heard that the Earth Emperor is looking for his children. Humph, it's better to cut off his descendants.
As for the Tiansheng Dynasty, it is the last one and has always emphasized peace. Although the three countries are gathered together, now is the best time to strike them.
Once they come to their senses, the Fire Kingdom will be in danger.
"No, I want to pass the message to Yan Ling in person, in person!"
The ministers: "..."
The old emperor was still so restless lying on the bed.
"Pass it to the national master, quickly!"
When Taoist Tianlin came, the old emperor was pale, and he couldn't eat or drink, and he was angry.
When Yan Ling left, the old emperor gave Yan Ling a portrait of the national god. After rolling it up, it was sealed by Taoist Tianlin.
"Tianlin, I remember you put a sound transmission talisman on the scroll, right?"
"Yes, the emperor wants to contact Prince Yan Ling?"
"Yes!"
"Didn't the poor Taoist give the emperor a Wanli sound transmission talisman before?"
"Burn it." The old emperor was not satisfied.
Taoist Tianlin's heart was really painful, "Burn it, burn it?"
Emma.
That talisman was a precious talisman that he had picked up with great difficulty.
He thought that it was the heaven who saw that he practiced too hard and found an opportunity to give him this talisman. He cherished it very much and gave it to the old emperor to ask for a big favor from the old emperor.
"The imperial master has profound skills. It shouldn't be difficult for him to draw another Wanli Chuanyin Note? I heard you say before that you can draw this talisman anytime you want."
Taoist Priest Tianlin: !!!
Did he say that at that time?
It's over.
"Your Majesty is right. I can draw it, but drawing talismans requires secrecy. I need to find a separate space to draw successfully, otherwise I will be distracted and affect the effect of the talisman." The queen
immediately ordered someone to vacate the next room and let Taoist Priest Tianlin draw inside.
A quarter of an hour.
Two quarters of an hour.
Three quarters of an hour...
The old emperor was about to fall asleep in a daze, and the queen was also a little impatient.
The three important ministers were waiting eagerly.
"How come it's been an hour and the Imperial Master hasn't come out yet?" The Queen rubbed her brows, "Is it so hard to draw the talisman?" Tianlin
was next door at this time.
The whole table was covered with yellow paper. He took a pen and drew again and again, but none of the talismans could transmit sound.
He was good at magic and thought he was very advanced. He could draw other talismans, such as water-repellent talismans, bird-repelling talismans, and sprinting talismans.
Only this sound-transmitting talisman was very difficult to draw.
In particular, the farther the distance, the more particular the effect of the sound-transmitting talisman.
The Tiansheng Dynasty was thousands of miles away from the Fire Kingdom Palace. How big a talisman would he have to draw?
"Imperial Master, are you asleep?" The Queen knocked on the door.
She was impatient and couldn't help it.
"Please wait, Empress, it will be done soon." Taoist Tianlin was so anxious that he decided to set up a battle formation.
After a while, he handed the talisman to the Empress.
"Master, you look a little pale. Ah, you have a nosebleed."
"It's too hot and a little dry. It's okay. Please give the talisman to the Emperor." Taoist Tianlin quickly closed the door and touched his nose. There was a lot of blood.
It was not easy for him to draw a talisman. He almost lost
his life
. Why did the Emperor burn the Wanli Sound Transmission Note for no reason? He was so heartbroken.
The old emperor opened the sound transmission note and shouted "Word Spirit, Word Spirit..."
ten times in a row.
There was no response from the other party.
The old emperor: "Empress, is this sound transmission talisman useless?"
"This...I don't know. This is a newly drawn talisman given to me by the national master. The national master didn't tell me that this talisman is useless."
At this time, after the old emperor shouted for the eleventh time, in the inn, Yang Lei pointed to the scroll on the table and poked Yan Ling happily, "Prince, the emperor has sent a message."
Yan Ling was dozing off, sleepy-eyed.
For some reason yesterday, the bumpkin cried and ran away and disappeared.
I haven't seen the bumpkin for two days.
Emperor Jiaoyang didn't let him enter the palace again, and he was very bored.
"Father?"
"Yes! Come quickly. "
"Didn't the father want me anymore?"
"Prince, that was the emperor's angry words, how can you take it seriously."
Yan Ling walked to the scroll curiously, and heard the old emperor's helpless voice, "Yan Ling, Yan Ling."
"Father, I'm here."
"This talisman is really useful. By the way, how is the situation in the Tiansheng Dynasty?"
"It's... okay."
The old emperor: "What do you mean okay? Are you still asleep?"
"Father, you are old and confused. How can I talk to you when I'm still asleep?"
Yan Ling's words just fell, and the old emperor's eyes were blurry and his head was dizzy. Yan Ling just said that he was old and confused, and this symptom came.
Crow mouth!
He got even angrier, "Can't you say something nice!"
Yan Ling lowered his head weakly and was scolded again.
At this time, the great imperial teacher, Taoist Tianlin, was in the next room with stars in his eyes and bleeding from his mouth and nose.
Oh my God.
Your Majesty, please say something serious, stop talking about trivial matters, I can't hold on any longer.
The longer he talks, the more damage he will do to him.
The old emperor: "Yan Ling, I order you to conquer the Tiansheng Dynasty within three days and make the Tiansheng Emperor sign a letter of surrender, do you understand?"
"I understand, but I..."
I can't do it.
That emperor is arrogant and cunning, he can't deal with him at all.
Not to mention the majestic and domineering Tiansheng Emperor.
Why don't you change someone, I'm done.
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