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The arena of the heavens.

Three thousand worlds.

Inside the exquisite pagoda.

The chains transformed from the colorful rainbow light tightly bound the three trapped people: Emperor Yingzong of Ming Zhu Qizhen, Prince of Yan Zhu Di, and Li Jinglong.

I saw Prince Yan Zhu Di lying on the ground, staring blankly at the top of his head, muttering to himself:

"I've been hunting eagles all day, but I didn't expect to get my eye pecked by an eagle today."

"Qi Zhen, you clearly had the opportunity to escape just now, why didn't you run away?"

Just now, Duke of Wei Li Jing, General Meng Tian of the Qin Dynasty, General Wei Qing of the Han Dynasty, and Prince Hu Hai of the Qin Dynasty, these four people were determined to keep him.

However, Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen was not taken seriously by these four people. If they had not wanted to save him, he would not have been brought here.

Still don't know what fate awaits these three people?
Is it to be tortured for thousands of years?
Or make a deal with Ming Dynasty? In exchange for the innate spiritual treasure?
Or, be killed directly.

This is not impossible. I heard that in the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Taizong of Tang is in seclusion, while Emperor Zhuangzong of Later Tang is leading his troops to war. The person in charge is the incompetent Emperor Suzong of Tang.

That tyrant even dared to kill his own father, let alone them?
Moreover, there is a precedent for this matter, Guan Yu.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen's cultivation was completely gone, and he had fallen into being an ordinary person. Upon hearing this, he said in a loud voice:

"Grandfather King of Yan, if I abandon you and run away alone, would that be the behavior of a filial son and a virtuous grandson?"

"In my grandson's heart, you have always been a great hero. I have no regrets in my life for being able to fight alongside you."

He grew up listening to the great achievements of his great grandfather Taizong.

[Yongle Encyclopedia], five times of personal rule... It can be said that the reason why he personally led the army to fight in the Battle of Tumu was also due to the influence of his great-grandfather.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. I wanted to become famous with one battle, and in the end I really became famous with one battle, but it was just a name, and it was not a good one.

Prince of Yan Zhu Di turned his head, glanced at Emperor Yingzong of Ming, and asked:

"Qi Zhen, you just blew up the Buddha's image, and all your cultivation is gone. If you want to cultivate again, I don't know when it will take."

"Is it really worth doing this?"

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen said firmly:
"worth!"

It was the first time that Prince Yan Zhu Di took a serious look at this infamous descendant of later generations and said with relief:

"Good, you have guts, you are a good son of the Zhu family!"

"Qi Zhen, if something unexpected happens today, you and I, the grandparents and grandchildren, will die together. We won't be alone on the road to the underworld."

When Emperor Yingzong Zhu Qizhen heard this, his face changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Okay, great grandfather, I will accompany you wherever you go, whether in heaven or hell... at your service!"

At this time.

The more Li Jinglong listened to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, the more he felt that his life was over. He wanted to cry but had no tears:

"No, wait, why are we talking about the Yellow Spring Road all of a sudden?"

"Normally, shouldn't they be using the three of us as bargaining chips? Making a deal with the Ming Dynasty?"

Prince of Yan Zhu Di carefully recalled the grievances between him and Duke of Wei Li Jing, Qin Dynasty general Meng Tian and others, and shook his head:
"Don't even think about it. They've gone to so much trouble, how could they let us return to Ming safely?"

"And, well, the three of them all suffered enough after asking me to refine magic weapons. It was difficult, difficult..."

Li Jinglong also heard about the great achievements of His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan from what happened just now, and said bitterly:

"Your Highness Prince Yan! Can you be absolutely sure next time before refining a magic weapon?"

"You see, in this battle, all dynasties joined forces to deal with Emperor Yang of Sui and the Extraterritorial Divine Court. As a result, because of you, Duke Weiguo directly betrayed the alliance and attacked us." In fact, he had inquired about it early on. In this battle, the majority bullied the minority, and that's why he dared to come and rob.

He ended up being backstabbed by his own ally... Fortunately, it was a fair fight and he was not as skilled as his opponent.

It’s not like Guan Yu, who crossed the river in white clothes.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen disdained the so-called alliance and said:

"Li Jinglong, are you blaming everything on my great grandfather?"

"Hmph, even if there was no grudge between my great grandfather and them, wouldn't every dynasty fight each other?"

"You should be thankful. If I hadn't become a useless person, I would have slapped you to death long ago!"

Li Jinglong looked even more worried and said:

"Yes, yes, yes. Your Majesty, you are unparalleled in combat power and invincible throughout your lifetime. You were too careless in this battle."

Ming Yingzong was furious when he heard this sarcasm. Suddenly, Prince of Yan Zhu Di said with emotion:

"Okay, stop arguing. This war is indeed my fault."

"When I first refined the magic weapon, my original intention was to benefit the Ming Dynasty and avoid the difficulty of exchanging points for magic weapons."

"It's a pity that I didn't expect that all the dynasties at that time were equivalent to the Dharma Ending Age, and there was not even a trace of spiritual energy between heaven and earth."

"Moreover, the power of the law seems to have never existed. Therefore, the magic weapons that I refined at that time were all just for show but not for use."

"Later, when this king became proficient, he was finally able to refine reliable magic weapons. When it came to magic tools, looking back at all the dynasties, all of them were creditors that this king had cheated."

"No one believes in this king anymore."

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen's eyes lit up and he said in surprise:
"Ah? If that's the case, then Grandfather King Yan can now refine acquired magic weapons, right?"

"Why do we need the Ming Dynasty to send someone to redeem us? Grandfather King Yan, you can just refine some magic weapons and let the Tang Dynasty let us go."

After what he had just seen and heard, as well as the rumored dark history of Prince Yan Zhu Di, Li Jinglong said in a subtle tone:

"Your Highness, Prince Yan, are you sure you are not bragging?"

"I also heard from others that there was a person with great supernatural powers in the prehistoric world. He was the eldest disciple of the Jiejiao Tongtian Saint. His name was Duobao and he was a master of refining weapons."

"Every time you attack, you always use a torrent of magic weapons, hundreds or even thousands of magic weapons rushing forward. Can you... do this?"

It’s not that Li Jinglong didn’t trust Prince of Yan Zhu Di, but the latter’s reputation was not a good one.

Prince Yan Zhu Di wanted to move his hands, but they were bound by chains made of seven-color rainbow light. He could only smile bitterly:

"Jinglong, do you think refining magic weapons is a simple matter?"

“The right time, right place and right people are both indispensable.”

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen asked curiously:
"Grandfather King Yan, isn't refining magic weapons the same as forging weapons?"

"Why do we need the right time, right place, and right people?"

Prince of Yan Zhu Di seriously explained:
"The right time refers to the various natural materials and treasures needed to refine a magic weapon, and the right location refers to the Dao text of heaven and earth engraved on the magic weapon..."

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen and Li Jinglong saw that Prince of Yan Zhu Di was getting more and more excited as he spoke. After looking at each other, they could see a little hesitation in each other's eyes.

Logically speaking, His Royal Highness Prince Yan is so good at refining magic weapons, couldn't he refine a hundred or eighty magic weapons for himself?

(End of this chapter)