Daming: Lend the system to Emperor Hongwu at the beginning

Chapter 22 The Jianghu Is Dead
"Reporting to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Yang Ren is a humble post, and is currently the commander of Jinyiwei." Yang Ren respectfully said.

Zhu Biao: "...!"

He felt a little unacceptable. This time, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, one of the three major organizations that assassinated Zhu Yuanzhang, turned out to be Lao Zhu's.

Those Chen Youliang remnants of Zhang Dingbian, and what are the Shaolin Temple doing!

How dare they assassinate Lao Zhu at this level!

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao turned his head to look at the Shaolin monks who had been wearing handcuffs and anklets, and suddenly felt that they were a little pitiful.

The typical ones have been sold, and they are still paying for the numbers.

"You did a great job this time!"

"We removed Zhang Dingbian's confidant, and cleaned up the Shaolin Temple by the way."

"Wait for you to go back this time!"

"You'll be the only one who escaped from those who assassinated us!"

"If our expectations are good, you should become famous among those who resist us on the rivers and lakes."

"Correspondingly, from today onwards, we will officially define the Sun Moon Divine Sect as a demon sect. You try your best to recruit those who want to rebel against us. When you find a suitable opportunity in the future, we will kill them all." Zhu Yuanzhang said. .

"Follow the order!" Yang Ren respectfully said.

"Go!" Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand.

Until Yang Ren quietly left, Zhu Biao was still in shock.

Zhu Yuanzhang's hands are so good!
The leader of the biggest demonic organization in the Ming Dynasty who resisted the imperial court turned out to be a member of the imperial court. If this news was put on the rivers and lakes, it would be enough to subvert the three views of countless people.

"Father, when did you plan this?" Zhu Biao asked curiously.

"It's early!"

"When I was still in Chuzhou, Yang Ren was sent by me to the Sun Moon God Sect, which was still called the Ming Sect at the time."

"To be honest, it was just a random spy sent out at the time. We sent out a lot of spies like this, but we didn't expect this Yang Ren to be so talented in martial arts that he could finally get to where he is today."

"This...!" Zhu Biao was a little surprised.

This is a proper hero template for martial arts novels!

What is even more amazing is that Zhu Yuanzhang, his father and emperor is simply a treasure. The more he understands, the more unexpected things he can dig.

On the south bank of Mochou Lake, in a pavilion.

Zhang Sanfeng was sitting in the pavilion with Venerable Nianhua, the only innate powerhouse in Shaolin.

Not far outside, Jin Yiwei was carrying out Zhu Yuanzhang's orders. Shaolin, Sun Moon Sect, and everyone involved in this operation were beheading one by one, and the smell of blood was clearly audible for three or four miles.

Venerable Nianhua never looked at those people from beginning to end.

But from his slightly trembling fingers, he was not as calm as he seemed.

"Ugh……!"

"Venerable Nianhua, I said you shouldn't come!" Zhang Sanfeng glanced at the old rival who had competed with him all his life, and shook his head involuntarily.

"The recovery of spiritual energy is imminent. This is the era of me waiting for warriors, not a mortal court like Daming."

"Brother Zhang, I still don't understand, why do you want to be this court eagle dog?" Venerable Nianhua asked in confusion.

"Haha...!" Zhang Sanfeng chuckled and shook his head, thinking of the common people who hid when they saw them on the road.

"The era of warriors...!"

"I don't think times like that are worth looking forward to."

"I hope more, this is the era of everyone in the world!" Zhang Sanfeng said solemnly.

"Relying on the newly established Ming Dynasty?"

"By Zhu Yuanzhang?"

Venerable Nianhua shook his head: "Zhang Sanfeng, you will regret it."

"Hey, it's time for you to hit the road, old bald donkey. Do you need your brothers to help you?" A Jinyiwei walked over with a smile and asked.

"Hmph, a dog-like thing!" Venerable Nianhua snorted coldly, his fingers trembled, and he wanted to pull a few pads on his back before dying.

But just as soon as he had this thought, a heavy pressure fell on him in an instant.

Venerable Nianhua understood that this was Zhang Sanfeng's shot.

He helplessly suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes: "It's been 80 years, and you have always dominated me."

"Zhang Sanfeng, I'm not reconciled!"

Venerable Nianhua took a last look at Zen Master Kongzhi, the abbot of Shaolin, who was already lying in a pool of blood. His voice suddenly rose up and spread over ten miles: "The rivers and lakes are dead, Zhang Sanfeng, you are the biggest sinner!"

After he said these words, Qiqiao bleeds at the same time.

He didn't close his eyes until he died, and just stared at Zhang Sanfeng.

"Ha ha!"

"You didn't forget to dig a hole for me when you were dying. Monk Nianhua, you look down on me too much, and you look too high on yourself!" Zhang Sanfeng still had an indifferent smile on his face.

"But you're right, the era of martial arts people is over!" Zhang Sanfeng stood up and looked at Mochou Lake.There was a hint of melancholy in his tone, but more of relief.

The martial arts conference is over.

But the impact of this martial arts conference set off a huge wave on the entire rivers and lakes.

Because of the recovery of the spiritual energy, some Jianghu people who were just beginning to be a little turbulent did not dare to make any movement when they were directly hit by this huge wave.

On the third day after the martial arts conference, a large number of Jin Yiwei suddenly broke into the Shaolin Temple. In the second half of the month, Jin Yiwei successively carried out tens of thousands of books from the Cangjing Pavilion, most of which were martial arts secrets that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

When Jinyiwei's people left, the Shaolin Temple was still silent, and no monk came out.

The brave Jianghu people went in to investigate, and when they came out, it was like a ghost in the daytime.

In the huge Shaolin Temple, there is not even a single monk in it.

Live without people, dead without corpses.

Since then, the Shaolin Temple has almost become a ghost land that no one has ever set foot on.

All knowledgeable people in Jianghu understand that Shaolin Temple may have completely become history.

Next, those who carry the tripod in the rivers and lakes belong to Wudang, or belong to the Dragon Protector Division of the imperial court.

And through the Yu Wei of this incident, Jin Yiwei began to seize the world's martial arts. The process was also quite smooth. Under the guns of Yu Wei, who slaughtered Shaolin, and Bird Gun, no one dared to resist.

Prince's Mansion, back garden.

Zhu Biao lay on the rocking chair and carefully looked at the book in his hand.

The book was sent by Jin Yiwei a few days ago, the treasure of the Shaolin Temple, Yi Jin Jing.

After reading it once, Zhu Biao got up and started punching according to the method of running Jin Qi in the book.

Soon, after a set of boxing was finished, Zhu Biao felt the energy in his body, and his face showed a satisfied look.

This book of Yi Jin is worthy of being called the treasure of the Shaolin Temple, and it does have its own uniqueness.

If the 36 forms of body training mainly increase one's own defense and strength, then the Yi Jin Jing mainly increases speed and continuous combat ability.

He has been practicing for five days since he got the secret manual.

In five days, the energy in his body increased by nearly a third.

At the same time, he could clearly feel that his strength was more fluent than before.

This is the effect of Yi Jin Jing.

In addition, just like the 36 postures of body training to make oneself have copper skin and iron bones, there are also special effects after practicing the Yi Jin Jing, and there are still two.

Invulnerability to all poisons and double recovery after injury.

Zhu Biao can already imagine that in the future when he fights against others, the enemy finally breaks his copper skin and iron bones, and suddenly he is surprised to find that his recovery ability is even more abnormal...

Of course, the probability of this happening should not be large. After all, as the prince of the Ming Dynasty, there are too few times when he needs to take action.

However, this set of cheats also has a disadvantage. It has very high requirements on Jin Qi, and it is basically impossible to cultivate below the master Hua Jin.

This made Zhu Biao's new possibility of promoting this practice in the Ming army completely defeated.

(End of this chapter)