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Chapter 920: The fate of the Ming Dynasty continues! (Please subscribe!)

Hua Shier and Li Jingxu left the Erlang Zhenjun Temple at Guanjiangkou with the respectful farewell of the temple priest. This time, he returned to the capital with Jile Tongzi, so he naturally could not use the Anywhere Door. When he was in a deserted place, he wanted to get Jile Tongzi's flying sword, but it was not easy to ask directly, so he pretended to release the Yitian Flying Sword:

"Brother, how about I use my flying sword to give you a ride?"

After saying that, he stepped directly on the flying sword and moved his feet backwards, revealing half a foot of the sword in front, indicating that there was still space in front.

The half-foot sword body and the child-like appearance of the Jile Tongzi made it feel like riding a big 28-inch bicycle with a child sitting on the crossbar.

The boy of bliss took a look at Hua Twelve's extremely low-level sword-flying posture, and saw a soybean-sized hole on the Yitian Flying Sword that was knocked out by the ascetic monk's sword. His eyelids twitched. Is this thing sure it won't fall off midway?

  If I lose control at that time, you are the master of the sword, so this sword naturally can't hurt you. What should I do if it stabs me again?

The boy of bliss coughed lightly:

"Junior brother, I'd better take you for a ride. I'm not looking down on you, but I want you to see the flying sword that I made using the 'Nine Sword Forging Methods'!"

As he said this, he made sword gestures with his hands and released two flying swords.

The two flying swords, one sword light is like thousands of thunder and lightning gathered together, roaring and surging all the time, the sword body formed by countless electric currents and lightning is never calm for a moment.

The other flying sword seemed completely still, like a piece of the Milky Way torn down by a fairy, with unparalleled depth and infinite capacity. However, if one looked carefully with full eyesight, one could see that the sword body formed by the light of billions of stars had stars in the universe inside, which were constantly flowing and never stopping, just like the movement of celestial bodies, the rising and setting of the sun and the moon, the extreme movement and the extreme stillness, which was mysterious and difficult to describe.

Hua Shier's eyes widened as he stared, with only one thought in his mind: This is the real magic sword!

Seeing Hua Twelve's appearance, Blissful Boy smiled smugly, "Brother, that's enough. Don't drool on my sword!"

  Hua Twelve subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth, then realized that he was tricked, but he was not angry, and smiled and said:

"Brother, this is the flying sword you practiced. Do you know what the sword is called?"

The boy of bliss pointed at the flying sword whose blade was formed by countless electric currents and lightnings: "This sword was made by me using the divine sand of Lei Ze and the magnetic element of Tai Yin. The name of the sword is Tian Du!"

  After saying that, he pointed at the other flying sword that looked like a sword made of billions of starlight and said:

"This sword is called 'Minghe'. It was made by me using the Western Taibai Essence, White Iron Essence, Taiyi Essence, supplemented by Moonlight, and then tempered with Tianyi True Water!"

After the Blissful Child finished his introduction, he smiled faintly and said, "How about these two flying swords of mine, Junior Brother? Are they acceptable?"

Hua Shier's eyes were filled with surprise, as if he couldn't take his eyes off it.

He asked curiously, "Brother, I heard that there are two immortal swords in the world, Ziying and Qingsuo, which were used by Changmei Zhenren to refine demons. I wonder how your Tiandu Minghe compares to Ziying and Qingsuo?"

The boy of bliss smiled faintly: "Although not as good, it's not much different. With the two pieces of materials that my junior brother gave me this time, it should be almost the same!"

Hua Shier had long seen that Jile Tongzi wanted to show off in front of him, so he deliberately mentioned Ziying Qingsuo, because he knew that the Purple and Green Swords were the two strongest swords in "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman".

Hearing what Bliss Boy said, he deliberately curled his lips and said, "Tsk, then it's not as good as those two swords!"

How could Bliss Boy not see Hua Twelve's thoughts? He was drooling, but he refused to say a word and immediately said:

"How can they be the same? The Purple and Green Swords were not made by Changmei Renshou himself. They are ancient treasures. They are not only immortal swords, but also acquired spiritual treasures!"

"My brother's Tiandu Minghe is different. It was made by me, your senior brother, myself. There are nine sword-making methods, one method and nine refinements. I have only refined it to the seventh method and nine refinements. I believe that as long as I refine it to the eighth method, it will be stronger than the purple and green swords!"

"Eight Techniques are stronger than the Purple and Green Swords, so how powerful would the Nine Techniques be!"

Hua Twelve's eyes flickered, and he was looking forward to refining his own flying sword more and more. However, he had not yet established his foundation, so he had to refine the innate sword blank internally first. After completing the foundation, he could consider refining the flying sword externally.

Seeing that he finally said something nice, Li Jingxu couldn't help but smile with satisfaction: "Now you know that my flying sword is extraordinary, right?"

Hua Twelve chuckled and said, "Brother, since your flying sword is so good, how about lending it to me for a few decades? I will definitely return it to you before I ascend to heaven!"

"I'm still waiting for you to ascend. Just say you don't want to pay it back and want to refine it yourself!"

Li Jingxu really wanted to spit in his face. He had never seen such a shameless person. The key point was that this was his junior brother who was selected by him personally.

"Come on, Senior Brother will take you to the capital and show you the best way to control a sword!"

Li Jingxu stopped showing off, fearing that this guy would ask to borrow his sword again, he quickly made a sword gesture, and the twin swords of Tiandu and Minghe turned into two balls of sword light, wrapping him and Hua Twelve in them, and then soared into the sky, heading towards the capital.

From the outside, one could only see the flowing light of the two sword lights, but could not see the sword bodies or the human figures. It was like two meteors passing by at lightning speed.

Such a commotion immediately attracted the attention of the cultivators in Shu, but before they could come over to investigate, Li Jingxu used the Tiandun sword technique, and the two sword lights instantly disappeared and disappeared into the void.

Li Jingxu flew on the sword at an incredibly fast speed. It took only a quarter of an hour for the sword to fall. When Hua Shier looked over, the two of them had already arrived outside the capital and could see the city gate.

Hua Twelve asked in surprise: "Brother, why don't you just fly in?"

Li Jingxu said unhappily: "The capital city is blessed by the imperial dynasty's luck. Have you ever seen a practitioner who can fly in the imperial city?"

Hua Twelve pointed at himself and said, "I fly a lot!"

Li Jingxu slapped her forehead with her hands and said unhappily:

"You are the emperor and you are not affected by the fate of the dynasty. Okay, stop talking nonsense and follow me into the city on foot!"

After returning to the palace, Hua Shier arranged Li Jingxu in the Qin'an Hall inside the palace. The Qin'an Hall was a Taoist temple in the palace, and it enshrined the Great Emperor Zhenwu. They were all from the same Taoist lineage, and Li Jingxu was very satisfied with this.

After settling Li Jingxu down, Hua Shier brought his three wives over the next day. Nominally, he was there to pay a visit to his senior brother, but in fact, he wanted to ask Jile Tongzi whether his three wives could join the Qingcheng Sect.

Li Jingxu was a senior immortal, so he could naturally tell that the three women were all virgins. He looked at Hua Twelve in surprise, thinking that his junior brother was indeed an extraordinary person. He heard that he only had these three wives, and he was able to keep his heart of Taoism despite having such beautiful women. He was indeed the one who would revive Qingcheng.

  When asked whether Hua Twelve and Thirteen could join Qingcheng, Li Jingxu smiled faintly:

"From the moment I handed you the inheritance jade slip, you have been in charge of the Qingcheng Sect!"

As he spoke, he blinked at Hua Twelve and chuckled. He knew that Li Yingqiong and Zhou Qingyun were the Three Purities and Two Clouds appointed by the Emei Sect. Joining Qingcheng was blatant poaching. Li Jingxu had promised Changmei not to interfere in Emei's affairs, so he could not say this openly.

  Hua Shier also smiled. At this moment, the brothers showed a tacit understanding, and they all understood each other's intentions. In the eyes of the three girls, they felt that the expressions of the two brothers were so treacherous!

That night, Hua Shier used the magic door to take the three women to the back hall of Erlang Zhenjun Temple in Guanjiangkou. They appeared directly in front of the statue of Erlang Zhenjun without disturbing the temple priest.

After burning incense, the three women officially joined Qingcheng.

Just as Li Yingqiong and Zhou Qingyun were burning incense and worshipping the Golden Armor Patriarch, Qi Shuming, the Miaoyi Zhenren who was meditating with his eyes closed on the Ningbi Cliff of Emei Mountain, suddenly felt palpitations in his heart and became uneasy.

Qi Shuming was an earthly immortal, so it was impossible for him to have such a feeling under normal circumstances. He knew that something big must have happened, so he immediately concentrated and began to figure it out.

After a moment, there was a look of horror in his eyes. Emei's luck had actually weakened a little. Although under the way of heaven, destiny was still with Emei, the reduction of luck was an indisputable fact.

Originally, if the world of cultivation had ten fortunes, Emei would have accounted for eight of them in the future. But now there are only seven left. Although it still has an advantage, Zhenren Miaoyi believes that this is a bad sign.

He hurriedly calculated the cause and effect carefully, but found that the hexagram was dark and hazy, and he had no idea what went wrong.

As for Hua Twelve, after the three girls had paid homage to the ancestor, he opened the magic door and returned to the palace. Then, for three consecutive nights, he gave the jade slips to the three girls to use in turn.

As a result, the three women chose different methods of building their foundation.

Li Yingqiong chose the method of "Golden Elixir", Zhou Qingyun chose the method of "Yang Shen Chong Ju Zhi Shu" and Liu Sheng Piao Xu chose the method of Yin and Yang cultivation of "Thousands of Miles of Spiritual Communication and Tens of Thousands of Miles of Heart Communication".

Hua Shier looked at Liu Sheng Piaoxu with different eyes. They all said that Japanese women, ahem, anyway, Piaoxu was a choice that he liked very much.

Although Li Jingxu said that it was a waste of time to practice the same technique after learning the "Nine Sword Forging Techniques", it was still the same thing on the couch at night, so why not practice it at the same time? I don't know if it was fate or if there was really no fate, but none of the three women chose the "Nine Sword Forging Techniques".

After Li Jingxu knew about it, he just smiled faintly, as if he had known this would happen.

The three girls were extremely happy when they received the inheritance, knowing that they had one foot in the immortal world. They all practiced diligently, striving to build a foundation as soon as possible.

Hua Shier also practiced hard in seclusion every night, but the method of sword-making was too difficult. Even though he drank Li Jingxu's Hundred Flowers Wine to cleanse his body and strengthen his muscles and marrow, it was still unrealistic to succeed in building a foundation in a short period of time.

Li Jingxu advised him not to be anxious. Cultivation is not the same as practicing martial arts. One can practice martial arts with a purpose and be diligent and courageous, but Taoist practice emphasizes that one should always do nothing and yet be able to achieve everything. One must first learn to be free of attachment before one can adapt to everything and achieve something.

Hua Shier also knew that he was a little too impatient for success and his mentality was not right, so he simply gave up his cultivation and focused on handling government affairs.

Another half month passed, and Zhang Tianshi from Mount Longhu and the nun Banbian from the Wudang Sect finally arrived in the capital.

Hua Shier held a grand welcoming ceremony and a huge banquet, which made Zhang Tianshi and Banbian Lao Ni flattered.

After the banquet, Hua Shier invited Zhang Tianshi and Banbian Lao Ni to talk in the imperial study.

After entering the imperial study, Hua Twelve sat on the dragon chair and offered the two of them seats. After exchanging pleasantries, he dismissed his attendants and asked directly:

"You two, what do you think of the Emei Sect?"

  Zhang Tianshi and Banbian Laoni looked at each other with strange expressions in their eyes. The former asked tentatively:

"I wonder which Emei the emperor is asking about?"

Zhang Tianshi was testing Hua Twelve with these words. He was asking whether he was asking about the martial arts sect at the Emei Golden Summit or the sword immortal sect at Ningbi Cliff.

"Which Emei are you asking about?"

Hua Twelve didn't waste any words. He made a sword gesture and the Flying Sword of the Heavenly Sword was already floating at his side. The broken blade was pointed backwards to avoid being seen and losing face.

Zhang Tianshi and Banbian Old Nun were both shocked. It turned out that the emperor was a cultivator and had made great achievements in his cultivation. This had never happened since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. Even the Taoist Emperor Zhao Ji only knew some superficial things about breathing.

They felt that this counterintuitive change seemed to be wrong.

Hua Twelve put away his flying sword and said, "Don't be surprised, I am also a cultivator. I will not beat around the bush. When Changmei Zhenren ascended to heaven, he predicted that Emei would prosper. I believe that with your cultivation, you should be able to see through the secrets of heaven. You should know that what Changmei Zhenren said is true!"

Zhang Tianshi nodded and said, "Your Majesty is right. In the next two hundred years, the fortune of the cultivation world will only be in the hands of Emei. I have received an order from the previous Tianshi of Lingkong Immortal Realm, asking me to keep a low profile and avoid the limelight for the time being!"

The old nun also said: "I bowed to my uncle in front of the tablet of Master Sanfeng, and he also asked me to take charge of Wudang and guard the sect carefully, and not compete with Emei!"

Hua Twelve picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said calmly:

"Are you convinced?"

  Seeing that the two were silent, Hua Twelve chuckled:

"We are both cultivators, and we are both going against the will of heaven. Why is the destiny in Emei Mountain? Why should we avoid its brunt? I don't want to ask you anything else, I just want you to tell me the truth."

When he reached this point, he continued word by word, "Let me ask you, are you convinced in your heart? Or not?"

Zhang Tianshi smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, what can you do if you don't accept it? This is the will of heaven!"

The old nun also nodded and smiled bitterly. It was obvious that both of them were dissatisfied in their hearts, but there was no way to fight against fate.

Hua Twelve sneered: "There is a saying in our human race, man can conquer nature, have you heard of it?"

"Heaven's way does not allow people to live forever. If you follow it, mortals will become immortals. Cultivation is against heaven. Now I want to make Emei my enemy. I wonder if you two dare to join hands with me to fight against Emei and compete for the destiny of heaven?"

"This"

Zhang Tianshi and Banbian Lao Ni were both accomplished practitioners. How could they be moved by just a few words?

Zhang Tianshi asked curiously, "Your Majesty, I wonder what grudge you have with Emei?"

Hua Shier did not hide anything and told the story of how the Laughing Monk killed a captain of the Jinyi Guards in Liaodong and how he went to the Biyun Temple to seek justice but was ridiculed by the ascetic Taoist.

"Emei has not yet gained power, but its disciples are already arrogant and domineering, unable to distinguish right from wrong. Practitioners can ignore the Ming Dynasty, but they cannot forget their origins. As Han Chinese, when the Tartars attacked the city, they destroyed our weapons and killed our guards. They committed such acts of collusion with the enemy. How can they still call themselves a famous and upright sect?"

After Hua Shier finished speaking, Zhang Tianshi and Banbian Lao Ni also looked unhappy. They were all decent people and could still distinguish right from wrong.

  Although the Ming Dynasty is about to end, it is not a reason for Emei disciples to do such things that would make their loved ones sad and their enemies happy. This is no different from those traitors during the Yuan Dynasty!

Seeing the expressions on the two men's faces, Hua Twelve knew that they were also dissatisfied with Emei. He thought there was a way, so he struck while the iron was hot and told them his plan to transform Emei into a demon.

Zhang Tianshi and Banbian Laonu both gasped and thought that it must be the emperor, otherwise ordinary people could not think of such a vicious plan.

Gossip can melt gold, and constant criticism can destroy a person. This is especially true for an upright sect like theirs, where reputation is extremely important. If all the people in the world curse Emei, then what good fortune will Emei have?

Amid the boiling public resentment, the Way of Heaven will inevitably take action, and when the time comes, every time an Emei disciple ascends to heaven, he will be struck to death by lightning.

Hua Twelve added fuel to the fire: "I would like to appoint you two as the Imperial Masters of the Ming Dynasty. What do you think?"

This is promising benefits. The benefits of being a national teacher are enormous. It is not only an honor, but also announces the orthodox status of the leader of the sect to the world, gathers faith, spreads doctrines, enhances the fortune of the sect, and is beneficial to one's own practice.

Of course, the premise is that the country must be prosperous to enjoy these benefits.

  It's just the fate of the Ming Dynasty

Zhang Tianshi and Banbian Laoni were both tempted, but they also had concerns. Not only would the imperial teacher of the last dynasty not bring any benefits, but would also have a counterproductive effect.

Hua Twelve laughed: "Are you two worried that the Ming Dynasty only has a few decades left?"

Zhang Tianshi and Banbian Old Nun smiled bitterly. In the past, when the fortune of a dynasty was in decline, which official from the Imperial Observatory or practitioner would dare to mention such a thing to the emperor?

But the emperor in front of him was a fellow traveler who could see into the future and nothing could be hidden from him.

  Seeing that they agreed, Hua Twelve said confidently:

"Have you two paid attention to the Ming Dynasty since I ascended the throne? Have you ever predicted the fate of the Ming Dynasty after I ascended the throne?"

Zhang Tianshi bowed his head and said, "To be honest with you, Your Majesty, the Dharma Ending Age has already begun ten years ago. Now the killing calamity is approaching, and the secrets of the heavens are hazy and difficult to predict. We were still predicting the fate of the Ming Dynasty ten years ago!"

Hua Twelve said loudly:

"Since you can't predict the future, let me tell you. Since I ascended the throne, I have killed corrupt officials, eliminated cliques, comforted refugees, and resisted the Tartar invaders. I also promised the people of the world that I would never increase taxes. Now, our Ming Dynasty is not only thriving, but it can also be said that most of the internal and external troubles have been solved!"

"Besides, I have already conquered Fusang. From now on, there will be countless gold and silver. The food problem can be solved within three years. By then, the people will have no worries about food and clothing. My Ming Dynasty will not be forever stable, but its national fortune will continue!"

"If you could predict the destiny of the country at this moment, it would be a completely different scene!"

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