Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

He practiced for two hundred and eighty years according to the techniques brought back by the Three Musketeers of Liuyun, and finally he was about to successfully enter the Holy Realm.

But there are unforeseen circumstances. After surviving eight thunder tribulations, the last ninth thunder tribulation was due to failure.

Although he finally survived after being rescued, his cultivation was completely ruined, and his original eight thousand years of life was reduced to only the last twenty years.

At that time, the old emperor suddenly woke up and looked at his empire, only to find that the powerful ministers were in power and no one in the government or the public was looking after him.

In order to prevent the empire from perishing in his own hands, the old emperor began to regulate the government and the public, and secretly sent the Three Musketeers of Liuyun to kill many people.

But because the cover-up was so good, no one found out that the three Musketeers of Liuyun had killed him.

In the second year after the old emperor returned to power, the prince was born.

The old emperor valued this prince extremely, and found the best teacher in Tianwen for him, and asked him to quickly mobilize all the warriors in Wuming for his own use.

And began to quietly support a royalist force in the court.

Now more than ten years have passed, and this royalist faction has made some progress.

However, other factions have taken root in the imperial court for many years, and it is far from being solved by the old emperor killing a few people.

The number of royalists was only about one-fifth of the entire court and civil and military officials.

If God had given the old emperor fifty years, he would have been able to eliminate dissidents and hand over a stable court to the prince.

It's a pity that now, he only has less than one year left in his life.

In less than a year, even if the old emperor tried his best, without the help of the Three Musketeers of Liuyun, he would not be able to make any substantial progress.

Originally, he thought that even if he died, as long as the Three Musketeers of Liuyun stood behind the prince, no one would dare to touch the prince. Even if someone had the intention of treason, they would not have the courage to do so.

After that, the prince's master can help the prince to slowly eradicate the dissidents. Soon, all these rebels will be clear.

But now, with the death of the Three Musketeers of Liuyun, all these plans have come to nothing.

The old emperor shook his hands and looked at the prince in front of him, his face full of sadness.

But on the other hand, the prince calmed down immediately after the shock.

His eyes showed a calmness that should not belong to his age.

"Father, don't be anxious." As he said this, he began to comfort the old emperor.

"Other than you, does anyone else know about the death of the three Liuyun Musketeers?"

The old emperor shook his head.

"No more. Oh no, there is also the guy from Tianji Pavilion. He killed him." The old emperor said.

The prince nodded after hearing this.

After pondering for a long time, he looked at the gap in the door and looked at the sky through the gap.

"Father, you can leave this matter to your ministers. Father, there is no need to worry."

When the old emperor heard the prince's words, he couldn't help but be stunned, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

But the prince did not explain too much. He slowly stood up and asked the old emperor to lie on the bed again.

"Just leave this matter to me. You can sleep peacefully."

The prince said again, then slowly walked out of the room and closed the door.

He looked at the sky, let out a long sigh, and showed a murderous intent in his eyes.

From the time he was sensible, he understood what the situation was like in the Tianwen Kingdom he was in. He knew that his identity was like the fruit on the tree, and there were countless greedy people who wanted to shake him off the tree.

And it was at that time that he began to understand a truth.

There are two ways to prevent yourself from being remembered.

Either it is to drive away the people on the ground, or it is to make oneself unable to eat.

And he wants both!