Golden Finger Arrived Only After I Became the Emperor

I Became Emperor. Golden Finger Came Chapter 1537: No More War

The Holy King expressed some doubts about Meng Chuan's words.

"No need for it?"

"The biggest change in history is coming, and the storm is about to sweep across the entire world sea."

Meng Chuan Youyou said: "The threat from a foreign land is nothing compared to that change."

"And we don't dare to come to foreign lands."

The seven kings were suppressed, and it was impossible for foreign lands to come directly to kill them.

That is asking for death.

At least hundreds or even thousands of people will not dare to come until they find a way and wait for a good opportunity.

"Uncle Meng!" A loud shout rang out from the original imperial city.

I saw Shi Hao running towards Meng Chuan, his face full of excitement.

"Wow! You are amazing!"

Meng Chuan transformed into a magical hand and held Shi Hao at a distance to let him calm down.

Meng Tianzheng and others also came to Meng Chuan and looked at Meng Chuan. Needless to say, there was admiration in their eyes.

"Are you awesome?" Meng Chuan looked at Ye Fan, who was also coming.

"Awesome, awesome." Ye Fan replied with a smile.

Shi Hao's eyes wandered between Meng Chuan and Ye Fan, and he was sure that the relationship between these two people was definitely not normal.

You didn't even talk to me first!

"It's a pity that I can't kill An Lan with my own hands." Ye Fan said.

A person with a special status like An Lan cannot die in his hands and let him regret it.

"I made a reservation long ago, how could I snatch it away from you?"

"Ha." Ye Fan smiled and looked at the gap in space and time, where the long river of time was flowing.

At the same time, the repelling power from the long river of time around him became stronger and stronger, trying to get him back to his own era.

If Ye Fan made a move against An Lan, the best result would be to be kicked out of the river of time.

It is more likely that time will backfire and cause and effect may occur.

"I'm leaving, they're still waiting for me."

At the point in time where Ye Fan was, he was obviously going through a war.

The enemy he had fought so fiercely with was just one of them.

The battle that took place in the future was not over yet, and he needed to rush back.

"Go." Meng Chuan nodded.

Ye Fan stared at Meng Chuan, "Don't you have anything to ask?"

"Can you tell me if I ask?" Meng Chuan said with a smile:

"As long as you are safe and sound, I believe you can handle everything."

"Are you right? Emperor Ye Tian."

"..." Ye Fan's expression changed, "Uncle Meng, you know me. I have been waiting for you to come back, but I have no other thoughts!"

Ye Fan felt that he had to explain. If he didn't explain, who knew what would happen.

I have no intention of seeking power and usurping the throne!

"I believe it, I believe it." Meng Chuan smiled, waved his hand, and pushed Mark into the river of time.

"Let's go back."

Ye Fan stepped on the tripod, standing on the long river of time, and took one last look at Meng Chuan. His figure was blurry, and he had already walked along the long river of time, returning to his time.

"Await your return."

The gap in time and space healed, and the river of time disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Who is that?" Shi Hao asked loudly.

"I have a similar identity to you, and I am also a child raised by me."

"Should he be...your senior brother?" Meng Chuan said, but hesitantly.

"But if it's based on history, you should be the senior brother?"

Shi Hao blinked, not quite understanding the meaning of Meng Chuan's next few words.

But he understood the meaning of the previous sentence.

With the same identity as him, he was also brought up by Meng Chuan.

He is actually already a powerful person in the Immortal King level, so far ahead of him.

Looks like he’s going to catch up!

"We have won." Tianhuang Ji said: "An unprecedented victory!"

"It's a pity that the master can't see them."

"Brother Dao is so powerful that he single-handedly suppresses seven immortal kings. He can enter a foreign land alone and still return safely." Wang Changsheng marveled.

Meng Chuan's performance dispelled all his little thoughts.

Even if he is promoted to Immortal King, it is obviously nothing in front of Meng Chuan.

"It's just a few more steps." Meng Chuan said modestly: "You can also reach this step in the future."

Everyone only regarded Meng Chuan's words as comfort.

"We have achieved a great victory this time. In the next time, there will be no more wars in the border areas." Meng Chuan said:

"Everyone can go back to the Nine Heavens and Ten Places to rest for a while, and the nerves don't need to be so tense."

"As for how to face foreign lands in the future and how to develop the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, let's come down and discuss it."

"Now we just need to celebrate, nothing else needs to be said or thought about."

Although he won, there are still many trivial matters to deal with in the future.

But there is no need to talk about those trivial matters here, Meng Tianzheng and the others can just come down to discuss it.

Mainly because Meng Chuan wanted to be lazy...

Meng Chuan suddenly thought of something, looked in the direction of the burial place, and said to the Holy King:

"If someone comes to visit me next time, please ask fellow holy fellow Taoist to come forward and receive them for me."

"You mean, the Burial King at the burial ground?" The Holy King instantly understood what Meng Chuan meant.

"Yes." Meng Chuan nodded.

Although the Burial King has been sleeping for a long time, he still has some waking moments.

Before the foreign land attacked Bianhuang, An Lan and Yu Tuo also visited the Buried King. Someone must have been awake to receive An Lan and Yu Tuo.

In the past, if a king's war broke out in the border wilderness, the buried king would be awakened in the burial ground.

They generally don't help anyone, they just act as recorders and record what they see and hear.

Billions of years later, there is evidence that history existed.

This is the habit of many king burials.

They themselves are basically in a state of having no desires and desires. If they encounter such a thing, they will happily record it.

When Meng Chuan suppressed the seven immortal kings, he had already discovered that there was a burial king looking over at the burial ground.

But Meng Chuan didn't take any more care.

The Burial Kings generally don't pay attention to everything in the outside world, maybe because they are very close to Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, so they come to visit Meng Chuan.

But as long as you don't mean any harm, just let them visit.

None of this will affect Meng Chuan for the time being.

"I have some things to do, and I don't want to be disturbed for the time being." Meng Chuan said.

Having said that, the Holy King naturally agreed to Meng Chuan's invitation.

He is also a supreme Immortal King, and he is fully qualified to receive the Burial King who may come to visit.

"Uncle Meng, what are you going to do?" Shi Hao asked curiously.

"Save people." Meng Chuan replied, then looked at Qingjing.

"Look, I told you that the Immortal King himself will come to your door."

"Now, why don't we just collect most of the materials!"

Pure and speechless, I want to say something but don't know where to start.

Your fists are big and hard, and whatever you say makes sense.

The Immortal King Yuanshen, who is equivalent to the Immortal King Yuanshen, is now available, and the elixir of immortality has long been obtained.

The ancient elixir for bringing the dead back to life is just around the corner.

"You can't help with this matter. You should go back to Nine Heavens and Ten Earths first." Meng Chuan said to everyone.

"Okay." Shi Hao suddenly became happy.

"There is no war in the borderlands, so I want to go back to Sanqian Daozhou to meet the clan leader and grandpa."

"Now I am a great monk in the first realm of escape." Shi Hao was very proud.

"After I go back, won't those former enemies be scared to death by me?"

Wealth that does not return to its hometown is like walking in brocade at night.

Returning to Sanqian Daozhou, I can not only reunite with my clan members, but also have fun.

The border battlefield was too high-end for him to control, and the Three Thousand Daozhous were completely different!

Meng Chuan glanced at Shi Hao, and a strange look flashed across his face.

Don't go away happy and come back sick. To be continued