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Chapter 907: At the Houjinkou Pass, a swordsman appears! (Please subscribe!)

"Xiaoxi!"

Seeing Ximen Chuxue fainted in the ruins, Long Longjiu flew up and went to check his breath first.

  Hua Twelve looked down from above, with a faint smile on his face:

"Don't worry, I've shown mercy. Ximen Chuxue is fine. He just needs a few days of rest!"

Everyone gasped when they heard these words. In the battle just now, the sword energy soared into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, and even the celestial phenomena changed with the duel between the two. Under such circumstances, it was unbelievable that Ye Gucheng could still hold back and not hurt Ximen Chuxue's life.

Hua Twelve ignored the shocked crowd, sheathed the Jujue sword, and clasped his fists towards the martial artists who came to watch the fight.

"Everyone, the outcome of this battle has been decided, and I will not keep you here any longer!"

The people in Jianghu returned the greetings one after another, saying, "King Xiaoyao is too polite!"

Just when these martial artists were about to leave, three figures suddenly rose into the sky. Two of them stood on the eaves on the left and right sides of the house, and the other one stood behind Hua Twelve, forming a three-legged tripod and surrounding him.

Someone immediately recognized them: "They are the three brothers Tang Fei, Tang Ao, and Tang Yong, one of the Four Heroes of the Tang Sect!"

The people around them suddenly realized: "Tang Ling, the leader of the Four Heroes of the Tang Sect, died under Ye Gucheng's sword. These three people are here to take revenge!"

Hua Twelve received Ye Gucheng's memory and knew the grudge between Ye Gucheng and the Tang Sect. He waved his hand casually:

"Tang Ling killed innocent people indiscriminately and died under my sword. His death was not unjust. You can go now. I can spare your lives!"

  Among the three brothers of the Tang Sect, Tang Ao roared:

"Ye Gucheng, you killed my eldest brother. My three brothers will fight you to the death. This time we brought the Tang Sect's best hidden weapon, the Sky Net Nail. Today, either you die or we die."

The martial arts people who were watching the fight below retreated several feet in an instant.

Princess Feifeng stared with wide eyes and asked in confusion: "What are you doing? Are you so timid? You are worse than a girl like me!"

Long Longjiu, who ran back with Ximen Chuixue in his arms, pulled Princess Feifeng and ran away:

"Are you a decent girl? Run away, or you might turn into a hedgehog!"

Goldbeard was still immersed in the depression of bankruptcy, but when he saw his good brother running, he ran after him and asked:

"what's the situation?"

Long Longjiu retreated to a safe distance before he stood still and explained:

"There are a total of 199 Sky Net Nails, which are specially designed to break the protective Qi. They fly out and within ten feet, no mosquito can escape. Moreover, they are poisonous and can kill people instantly!"

"So powerful, then Ye Gucheng..."

Even as he was speaking, the three Tang Clan brothers had already launched the attack. Each of them took out a metal cylindrical object and pressed the trigger. The next moment, the sound of the spring was heard, followed by a continuous hissing sound. Densely packed steel nails covered Hua Twelve from three directions.

  At this moment, the three secret agents of Hulong Villa and Long Longjiu all believed that Hua Twelve was dead. Fei Feng shouted in worry:

"Uncle Ye"

  Hua Shier held the long sword in his hand, and without drawing it out, he began to dance with the scabbard attached, using the Arrow-Breaking Style of Dugu's Nine Swords!

This arrow-breaking move could break all hidden weapons in the world when Feng Qingyang used it, but when Hua Twelve used it, it was even better. Wherever the scabbard swept past, countless steel nails seemed to be caught by the strong wind caused by the rotation of the scabbard, like a long dragon following the movement of the sword. This was the integration of the profound principles of Tai Chi.

"Give it back to you!"

When all the nails in the hands of the three Tang brothers were shot out, Hua Twelve shook his sword, and the nails shot by the three Tang brothers were reflected back instantly, and the three men were all shot into sieves.

What happened tonight ended here. The sacred war destroyed the Golden Palace and ended with the victory of the Sword Saint and King Xiaoyao Ye Gu. Ximen Chuxue was unconscious, but fortunately he was not in danger of life and was taken back for treatment by his good friend Long Longjiu.

This sacred battle, which has attracted everyone's attention and caused a lot of controversy for more than half a month, has finally come to an end.

All the martial artists who came to watch the battle left the palace in an orderly manner. No one dared to cause trouble. It was not because they were afraid of the palace guards and imperial guards, but after seeing the battle on the top of the Forbidden City, they were completely shocked by Hua Twelve's strength. No one wanted to die!

The next day, Ximen Chuxue woke up in the century-old bakery his family opened. As soon as he woke up, he reached for his sword, but felt a pair of soft hands. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was his fiancée, Sun Xiuqing.

"Where's my sword? Where's Ye Gucheng? Why am I here?"

Faced with Ximen Chuxue's three consecutive questions, Sun Xiuqing didn't know how to answer. The door curtain was lifted, and Long Longjiu and Jin Huzi walked in.

Long Longjiu stroked his mustache and said helplessly:

"What sword? You lost last night, on the night of the full moon, on top of the Forbidden City. From now on, Ye Gucheng will be the most powerful one in the martial arts world. Xiaoxi, you have to face the reality!"

Ximen Chuxue's eyes narrowed, and he wanted to sit up, but he found that his muscles and bones were sore and his internal energy was completely used up, so he couldn't sit up by himself. Sun Xiuqing hurriedly helped him up and put a pillow behind his back.

  After Ximen Chuxue sat up, his mind became much clearer. He suddenly saw that Jin Huzi, who used to be dressed in rich clothes and jewels, was now dressed in beggar's clothes. Even he, who was so cold, couldn't help but ask:

"Golden Beard, why are you dressed like this?"

Golden Beard moved his lips, sighed, and said nothing.

Long Longjiu picked up a piece of wife cake from Ximen's Bakery from the table beside him and said while eating:

"He bet his entire fortune on you, and he went bankrupt last night. Now he's a beggar!"

Ximen Chuxue didn't know what to say.

  On the contrary, it was Golden Beard who was more open-minded and waved his hand:

"Eh, although I'm bankrupt, luckily I'm smart. Yesterday I stopped the leader of the Beggars' Sect who was going to watch the battle and successfully joined the Beggars' Sect. Now, with the help of Long Longjiu, I'm the Six-Bag Elder."

As he said this, he showed off the six pockets sewn on the back.

Long Longjiu sneered, “What is that, Elder Six Bags?”

Golden Beard sighed: "Still a beggar!"

  Ximen Chuxue said to Long Long Jiudao:

"I want to fight Ye Gucheng again. Otherwise, the defeat last night will become a mental shackle, and my swordsmanship will never improve. In fact, I lost to Ye Gucheng only because of my swordsmanship, not because of my swordsmanship. His sword is not as good as mine!"

Everyone understood what Ximen Chuxue meant. He meant that Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship was powerful, not that he was better at using a sword than him. If he didn't get back at Ye Gucheng, he would be troubled by the shadow on his swordsmanship and would find it difficult to break through.

If other people heard these words, they would certainly sneer at me and think that if you lose, you lose, there is no need to make excuses.

But Long Longjiu understood Ximen Chuxue. He knew that Ximen Chuxue was loyal to the sword, had a pure heart, and did not bother to lie.

As it was related to Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship, although Long Longjiu was a little embarrassed, he still nodded and agreed:

"I will tell King Xiaoyao about this, but I can't guarantee whether he will agree to compete again."

Ximen Chuxue knew that Long Longjiu was telling the truth and didn't want to embarrass his friend, so he nodded.

Hua Twelve, whom he had been longing to beat again, was currently reviewing memorials in the Qianqing Palace.

Early this morning, Emperor Zhu Youxi issued an edict, which roughly meant that Zhu Wusi was his uncle. His uncle had rebelled, which made the emperor heartbroken and he had no interest in state affairs, so he let Prince Xiaoyao take charge of state affairs temporarily.

  Some ministers wanted to object, but Cao Zhengchun of the East Factory silenced them with one sentence:

"The emperor asked me to ask you, are you Zhu Wusi's accomplices?"

With this sentence, no one dared to oppose the emperor's decision at this time, for fear of being implicated in a treason case. So Hua Twelve naturally took over the power of the court.

As for what happens next, Hua Shier feels that Ye Gucheng’s preparation method in the original plot was good.

The young emperor Zhu Youxi was hurt by family affection, and his heart was filled with depression, physical and mental exhaustion. He had no interest in state affairs. A year later, he gained insight from Buddhist scriptures, untied the knot in his heart, was inspired by Buddhism, became a monk, and passed the throne to Ye Gucheng.

According to Hua Twelve's plan, he would be able to ascend the throne and become emperor one year later. Then he would be able to implement benevolent policies at home, defend against powerful enemies abroad, revive the Ming Dynasty, and prevent the history of the Ming Dynasty in the real world from repeating itself in this world.

Of course, he did not do nothing during this year. Instead, he wanted to use this year's time to govern the country and eliminate the hidden dangers within the Ming Dynasty.

After reviewing memorials for the whole morning, a eunuch came to report that Cao Zhengchun, the director of the East Factory, wanted to see him.

"Let him in!"

Hua Shier had just finished writing the last stroke and put the memorial down when Cao Zhengchun came in, bowing and trotting:

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. I have lived up to your expectations and have found Zhu Wusi's secret book in the secret room of Hulong Villa. There are also many evidences of his crimes. I have also found a living dead. Please make your decision, Your Majesty!"

After Cao Zhengchun finished speaking, he presented a secret book and a thick stack of secret letters with both hands.

Hua Twelve took the things and frowned as he asked, "The living dead? I heard that Tiedan Shenhou is obsessed with a woman named Su Xin, but who is that woman?"

Cao Zhengchun smiled apologetically and said, "It's that Su Xin!"

Hua Shier nodded, then put Su Xin's matter aside, picked up the secret book of "The Art of Absorbing Power" and started reading it. He discovered that the theory of creating this magical skill was exactly the same as the Beiming Divine Skill.

It's just that the Bei Ming Divine Art returns the absorbed power to the Dantian Qi Sea, while the power absorbed by this divine art is stored in the meridians. When it reaches a certain level, it is released out of the body to form a power absorbing force field.

Hua Shier read it once and understood the "Great Art of Absorbing Energy" clearly. He immediately began to simulate it with the "Small Wuxiang Gong" in his body. The next moment, an invisible force field spread out and instantly enveloped Cao Zhengchun.

  Cao Zhengchun had not yet recovered from the loss of last night. He felt his power being rapidly absorbed, and his face turned green. He immediately begged for mercy:

"Please spare my life, my lord. Please spare my life, my lord."

Hua Twelve retracted the force field and laughed, "I am just trying this technique to see if it works. I want to see how scared you are. How can you be in charge of the East Factory if you are so timid?"

Cao Zhengchun immediately prostrated himself on the ground: "I am only afraid of the might of the prince, and I don't care about other villains!"

"Get up!"

Hua Shier waved his hand. This old eunuch was under his control, so there was no need to beat him all the time. He put the secret book of "The Art of Absorbing Power" aside and picked up the secret letters presented by Cao Zhengchun.

After reading a few secret letters, Hua Twelve frowned.

Most of these letters were letters of allegiance from officials from all over the country to Zhu Wusi, including some border generals with heavy troops under their command.

Originally, Hua Shier wanted to find these evidences, purge a group of ministers, and make a fortune, but now he sees that he can't act rashly for the time being, otherwise it will affect the entire body, and if he doesn't handle it well, the whole world may be in turmoil.

Seeing Hua Twelve's bad face, Cao Zhengchun quickly said, "If Your Majesty doesn't want blood on your hands, you can let me do this!"

Hua Shier waved his hand and said, "There is no rush for this matter. Please send the Jinyiwei to hand over the impermanence book that records the words and deeds of all officials. I want to know which of the civil and military officials are loyal, which are treacherous, which are capable officials, and which are mediocre talents who just want to get by!"

Cao Zhengchun quickly accepted the order: "I obey your order!"

Putting down the secret letter in his hand, Hua Twelve put aside the official business and asked about other things:

"Old Cao, I want to ask you, do you know Tianxiang Cardamom?"

Cao Zhengchun was flattered to be called Lao Cao, and quickly replied:

"Back then, the Tianxiang Kingdom paid tribute to us with three Tianxiang cardamoms. Legend has it that anyone who eats three Tianxiang cardamoms will have an ageless face and eternal youth. One of them was given to Zhu Wusi by the late emperor. I heard that he gave it to the woman named Su Xin. There are two left. One is in my hand, and the other was given to Concubine Shu by the late emperor. After Concubine Shu died, its whereabouts are unknown!"

  Hua Twelve nodded. What Cao Zhengchun said was the same as the plot he knew. He hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Give me your cardamom, and look carefully for the remaining one. Also, go to the street to find a hoodlum named Cheng Shifei, and then go to the prison to find Gu Santong. Tell him that Su Xin gave him a son, and now Zhu Wusi has been executed. If he is willing to hand over the "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art", I will set him free and let their family be reunited!"

Cao Zhengchun agreed repeatedly, and soon sent the Tianxiang Doukou over, and then arranged for people to find Cheng Shifei.

Hua Shier took the fragrant cardamom in his hand and seriously suspected that it was a pea. It cannot be said to be similar, but it looks exactly the same.

"I don't know if this thing can be cultivated!"

Hua Twelve was just researching when the eunuch came to report that Long Long Jiu wanted to see him.

After Long Longjiu greeted Ximen Chuxue, he stated his intention. Ximen Chuxue wanted to challenge him to a second match.

  Hua Shier and Ximen Chuixue had a final battle on the top of the Forbidden City, mainly to complete the system task. Now they have no motivation to fight, and it is meaningless to fight with a defeated opponent, so they simply refuse:

"I am now under the order of the Emperor to handle state affairs and to take care of Li Wanji. I don't have time to care about the fighting and killing in the martial arts world."

Long Longjiu pleaded on behalf of his good friend: "Your Majesty, Xiaoxi is devoted to swordsmanship. If you don't help Xiaoxi, it will be difficult for him to make breakthroughs in swordsmanship. I'm afraid there will be no Ximen Chuxue in the martial arts world anymore, which is equivalent to taking his life."

  Hua Twelve hesitated for a moment, then his eyes turned:

"Ximen Chuxue is a man of the martial arts world. I have a heavy responsibility now. If I duel with him, I will inevitably be impeached by the censors. Why don't you let Ximen Chuxue join the Baolong clan and become 0010, 0027 or something like that? Then he will be one of us. It will be fine for me to spar with one of my own!"

Long Longjiu said in embarrassment: "Xiao Xi is used to being free, and I am afraid she can't stand being restricted."

Hua Twelve spread his hands and said, "This won't work, and that won't work either. You guys are here to embarrass me. Ximen Chuxue is not willing to pay even a penny, right?"

Long Longjiu quickly explained that this was not what he meant.

Hua Twelve waved his hand and said, "Then you can discuss it with him. If he joins the Baolong clan, he doesn't have to go on missions on weekdays. The court will provide him with training resources and secret manuals. He only needs to go on five missions a year. If he agrees, I will wait until his strength improves and then fight him again!"

Long Longjiu said that he would go back and discuss it with Ximen Chuxue, and then he was about to leave.

Hua Twelve said calmly, "Last month, Shandong, Henan, Zhejiang and other places were hit by snowstorms. The snow was several feet deep and countless people and animals were frozen to death. Local officials submitted memorials to the court requesting money and grain for disaster relief, but now the treasury is empty. Long Long Jiu, is there anything you can teach me?"

Long Longjiu's eyes lit up: "I have a friend named Sikong Zhaixing, who is good at stealing with nothing. Why not ask him to steal from some big households?"

Hua Twelve said angrily, "The imperial court is providing disaster relief, and we have to fight against thieves! What's the use of you secret agents? I will grant you the power to find a few corrupt officials who have nothing to do with Zhu Wusi. Search their houses, and you will have money. Also, ask Jin Huzi to collect my gambling debts. We should deal with the emergency first!"

  Long Longjiu took the order and left. The eunuch came again to report that Liaodong was 800 miles away urgently, and the Later Jin had closed the pass!

In the first month of the year, the Later Jin army captured Xiping Fort, and the Ming general was killed in the battle. The commander-in-chief of Zhenwuying fought a fierce battle with the Later Jin army at Pingyang Bridge, but unfortunately he was also killed in the battle. The remaining troops retreated into the pass.

Hua Twelve shook his head. Some people said that the Ming army was not fully paid, and they would be invincible if they were fully paid. However, the imperial court spent a lot of silver in Liaodong every year, and only a few copper coins could fall into the hands of ordinary soldiers. The people there were nurturing the enemy and were in a state of self-destruction.

After thinking about it, he released T800 and called Cao Zhengchun again, asking him to arrange for T800 to join the Liaodong Jinyiwei to assist in guarding the pass.

In the following days, Ximen Chuxue agreed to Hua Shier's conditions, joined the Baolong clan, and became a master worshipped in the palace. Gu Santong in the sky prison confirmed the news of Zhu Wusi's death, and saw the living dead Su Xin, so he agreed to offer the "Vajra Indestructible Divine Art". The only request was to save Su Xin and reunite their family.

Cao Zhengchun found the third cardamom on Princess Feifeng's pearl hairpin. After saving Suxin, Gu Santong retired with his wife and children.

After T800 arrived at the border with the heavy weapons given by Hua Shier, he showed his great power, killed countless enemies, and received frequent reports of victory. But two months later, news came that a sword immortal appeared in Liaodong, and T800 was chopped into scrap metal by a sword immortal who called himself Laughing Monk on the top of the city wall.

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