The old lady smiled and said, "Tian'er, we have never met before. I heard from Doctor Xi that you lost your memory."

It turned out that he heard about him from Doctor Xi. Mu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that he would encounter conspiracies against him again.

Coming to this ancient era full of unknowns, Mu Xiaotian was seriously insecure.

The old lady continued, "Your godmother, I am from the Huanyue Sect, and others call me Grandma Wen. I came out to chase the flower-picking thief Tang Xiaotian and was seriously injured. I heard from the divine doctor Xi that your meridians are different. I originally wanted to see if you are a good piece of martial arts material. If so, I will accept you as my disciple."

Mu Xiaotian was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that the godmother he recognized was really planning to accept me as his disciple?

"Godmother, do you mean you were seriously injured while chasing Tang Xiaotian, which means you know how to do martial arts?"

Grandma Wen nodded and said, "I want to suppress the injuries in my body. I can't exert much strength now, and I can only use up 50% of my skills at most."

Grandma Wen stretched out her right hand and slapped at the solid wooden table in the middle of the room.

With a "slam" sound, the wooden table seemed to be overwhelmed and collapsed directly.

"My mother!" Mu Xiaotian couldn't believe his eyes. This table was thicker than his palm, and it could even be split. If this palm slapped him, what would happen?

Mu Xiaotian couldn't help but beat him up, and he would probably be chopped into a mess.

Mu Xiaotian swallowed and asked, "Godmother! Why are you still injured when you have such a high martial arts skills? Could that Tang Xiaotian still be powerful?"

Grandma Wen showed a sad look on her face, as if she had remembered some unhappy past.

"Godmother, what's wrong with you? Did I say something wrong?" Mu Xiaotian asked with concern.

Grandma Wen showed sadness on her face and said with tears in her eyes: "Good boy, you said nothing wrong. Even if you said the wrong godmother, she won't be angry with you. The godmother just thought of Tang Xiaotian and felt uncomfortable."

Mu Xiaotian held a chair: "Godmother, don't be sad, sit down and talk slowly."

Looking at the sensible Mu Xiaotian, Grandma Wen's expression improved a lot. She sat down and continued, "Your godmother, I was originally the son of the Hui generation of the Huanyue Sect. Thirty years ago, I secretly came out of the mountain and wanted to see the world. But the officials and soldiers of the court found out that I was a martial arts practitioner and were seriously injured by their bows and arrows.

Maybe my life should not be lost. My horse pulled me in a coma and ran all the way. A scholar discovered me. He did not dislike me as ugly as others, nor did he give me to the government. Instead, he helped me seek medical treatment and finally healed my injuries.

During the healing period, he took care of me meticulously. I fell in love with this young scholar who was more than ten years younger than me. Even though I knew that our love would not be accepted by the world, I still fell in love with him without hesitation, dreaming that one day he would marry me as his wife.

We spent half a year in the mountains together, and until one day, he told me that he also wanted to practice martial arts so that he would not be afraid of tigers and leopards in the mountains.

In order to be able to live with him and live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, I thought about it over and over again. Only the secret book "The Emperor's Technique" that I never passed on in the Fantasy Moon Sect can help him quickly develop internal energy.

"Emperor's Art!" Mu Xiaotian was fascinated by the ears. You can guess by the name. This secret book must be extraordinary!

Mu Xiaotian wanted to continue listening to her and asked, "Godmother, how did you do later?"

Grandma Wen continued, "Later, I went back to the Fantasy Moon Sect and went to the Sutra Library to steal the "Emperor's Art" for him to practice. He quickly developed internal energy. I taught him martial arts. That period of life was the happiest day in my life.

But not long after, when I was out shopping, my senior sister found me and told me:

"The Emperor's Art" is extremely domineering. Those who practice this skill will definitely have no descendants, and no descendants. Because of its special nature, my ancestors once left their last words, and "The Emperor's Art" must not be easily spread. So my senior sister asked me to hand over the secret book and go back to the sect with her to receive the crime and punish him."

Mu Xiaotian said in surprise: "This martial art is really domineering. If you practice it, you will have to lose your descendants. Wouldn't you become a eunuch? Will there be an emperor who can practice it?"

Grandma Wen shook her head and said, "Practicing this technique will not become a eunuch, but will change a person's physique. Those who practice this technique will no longer be able to make their women pregnant with children. The founding emperor of the Western Zhou Dynasty practiced "The Emperor's Art" and became an innate master, so that he could seize the world and establish a thousand-year dynasty Western Zhou Dynasty."

Mu Xiaotian became more and more excited as he heard it, and asked curiously: "Godmother, you said that the founding emperor of the Western Zhou Dynasty practiced this technique, but wouldn't he lose his sons and grandchildren after practicing this technique? Isn't the current Western Zhou emperor his descendant?"

"Haha! He had already given birth to a child before he practiced, and he did not add any more children after practicing. When he established the Western Zhou Kingdom, he did not abide by his vow and assigned the Fantasy Moon Cult to me with the Fantasy Moon Cult. Instead, he wanted to embezzle the Emperor's Art. Later, the masters I sent to join in and regain the secret book."

"Oh!" Mu Xiaotian understood. It turned out that the founding emperor of the Western Zhou Dynasty promised to use territory to borrow secret books, and was finally recaptured by the Fantasy Moon Sect. No wonder he had never heard of the rumors that the emperor can do martial arts.

"Godmother, then later, have you and the scholar returned to the Fantasy Moon Sect?"

Grandma Wen sighed and said sadly: "No, I lied to my senior sister and found an opportunity to escape. When I got back, I found that the house was empty and the scholar had lost his trace.

He left a note on the table and called me old and ugly. Only then did I realize that he had no good intentions at the beginning and deliberately deceived me in love just to practice martial arts. I was angry, so I looked for him everywhere. Finally, I found him, and he insulted a good woman at that time.

I advised him to take the woman as his concubine. I was willing to ignore past grudges and serve him with her, but he actually... actually... "

Grandma Wen was sad for a moment and burst into tears.

Mu Xiaotian quickly comforted: "Godmother, it's all my fault. Let you recall these sad past events."

Grandma Wen touched her tears and shook her head and said, "Xiaotian, it's not your reason, but Tang Xiaotian said wildly, saying that he didn't have to marry a wife or concubine, and that he wanted anyone in the world, and said something that made me unpleasant. The woman who was insulted by him committed suicide without hope.

At that time, I was furious and couldn't help but attack him. But I taught his light skills, and I couldn't catch up with him even if he escaped. Later, his martial arts became higher and higher, and I was no longer his opponent, so I had to secretly find an opportunity to sneak attack him.

Fortunately, God has eyes, so he actually broke into the palace and was chased by many masters in the palace. Only then did I sneak attack him and beat him seriously injure him.

He also beat me seriously and ran away. I thought he had run away again, but who would have thought that he would die tragically at the hands of the Nan'an Mansion yamen runner who could not do martial arts."

Mu Xiaotian asked in shock: "Godmother, is the scholar you are talking about the flower-picking thief Tang Xiaotian?"

Grandma Wen nodded and said, "It's him, now he's dead, and I should go back to the Huanyue Sect to receive the punishment. Unfortunately, the Emperor's Technique also disappeared with his death. Otherwise, I would definitely bring it back to the sect to alleviate the sins I committed. After all, I stole the secret book to let Tang Xiaotian practice, which caused many good women to be humiliated by him and finally committed suicide."

Mu Xiaotian's heart was overturned. The secret book he got was obviously "The Art of Destruction of the World", so why did my godmother say it was the Emperor's Art?

Do this set of secrets have two names?

So should I keep it for myself, or should I take it out and give it to my godmother to bring it back to her sect?

Mu Xiaotian was extremely confused. Practicing this skill would be like losing his descendants!
Chapter completed!