Chapter 97 (1/2)

In the end, the emperor did not put his dangerous ideas into action.

After all, it is the nine immortals who face each other. If they are forced to fight back together, their current strength may not be able to suppress them, and the final result is likely to be both losses.

The source of the world is still losing, and the speed of the loss is accelerating. It has clearly sensed that its own noumenon is becoming weaker and weaker. If you don't try to solve the problem as soon as possible, you may not be able to recover from it by deep sleep.

At present, these immortals are still useful to themselves.

”Well, let's get to the bottom of it for the time being.”

The emperor sighed and raised his hand slightly. In a moment, the colorful clouds appeared in the air. In a moment, hundreds of clouds swirled around his hands. After a while, they condensed into nine finger sized jade beads, emitting bursts of halo, resplendent clouds and extraordinary beauty.

”This is the essence of emptiness spirit yuan that I collected and refined. After you take it, the heavy damage caused by losing your avatar will soon recover,” it said.

Thank you

The immortals are really grateful this time.

The emperor breathed out his breath, pondered silently for a while, and then said, ”that strange number is difficult to deal with for the time being. Now I give you a new task to recruit the local officials and generals of the puppet state of Chu with my will. As long as I am willing to change my past and turn to the imperial court, I will not be responsible for it.”

”If you don't, you can kill them!”

”Yes, I will.”

Nine immortals are relieved. This task is easy. After all, it's just dealing with ordinary people.

”With me, you don't have to worry about causality and evil retribution.”

the emperor continued: ”as long as you kill that strange number, you will be meritorious to heaven. In the future, all of you will be able to live in the realm of true immortals and live a long life and be free and at ease.”

This is the promise of the painting cake. In fact, according to the records handed down from ancient times, the longevity of the real immortal is only more than a thousand years. Even if it has stronger magic power, when the time comes, he will still have to disperse his work and sit down and return the dust to the dust and the earth to the earth.

But the immortals did not dare to question. After thanking them again, they left one after another.

……

Jinling City.

After dealing with the matter, Qin Feng returned to the main world again.

When his figure reappeared in the room, he found that the eastern sky just turned white outside the window, and the three times of time flow difference was quite convenient for him now.

After lying in bed for an hour, Qin Feng got up again after getting dressed. After washing, he went downstairs to help his mother.

”Up so early? Why don't you sleep more? ”

In the kitchen, the busy mother asked with a smile when she saw her son come in.

”Well, I'm full of sleep.”