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The capital of the Ming Dynasty, the Forbidden City Tower.

His bright yellow outfit was particularly eye-catching, and many guards looked at him sideways.

Since morning, the young emperor of Ming Dynasty has been standing there, looking into the distance.

The emperor was wise, and after he ascended the throne, he overthrew the authoritarian eunuch group, showing his strong political skills.

He is thoughtful, decisive, capable, and energetic, possessing almost all the characteristics of a wise king in history.

These guards working in the Forbidden City all believed from the bottom of their hearts that under the leadership of this young emperor, the Ming Dynasty would definitely be rejuvenated.

"His Majesty……"

A eunuch wearing a flying fish suit came in a hurry, holding a folded memorial book.

The emperor finally came out of his reverie and looked kindly when he looked back.

He reached out to take the memorial and said gently: "Cao Shaoqin, you have just returned to Beijing from the west. Do you have any insights on the situation there?"

This eunuch was the great eunuch Cao Shaoqin who escaped from Luo Heng's pursuit during the Longmen period.

The emperor glanced at the memorial in his hand, but his expression did not change.

This made Cao Shaoqin, who knew what information was written in the memorial, a little confused.

He originally thought that the emperor would be furious.

After all, if this matter cannot be handled well, it will be a major event that shakes the foundation of the country!
"Gao Yingxiang, Ma Shouying, Luo Rucai, He Yilong, Li Wanqing, Ma Jinzhong, Shuntian King, Hengtian King... Haha, this name is quite interesting, nine dragons?
"That's all?"

Cao Shaoqin couldn't hear the emotion in the emperor's tone, so he couldn't help but quietly raised his eyes.

However, there was no specific emotion visible on the emperor's face.

He had no choice but to reply cautiously: "Your Majesty, these people are all illiterate idiots who randomly come up with a name that sounds majestic.

"As long as I give my subordinates a few thousand troops, I will definitely capture these guys and bring them to the capital for your Majesty's mercy!"

The emperor ignored Cao Shaoqin, only frowned and looked at the sky, thinking silently.

"Is it just these dozen or so messes?"

Cao Shaoqin was wondering, what did the emperor mean?
In a short period of time, more than a dozen rebels appeared. Is this still too few?
"Thousands of miles across the Yangtze River, the view is as beautiful as the sky..."

The emperor hummed and threw the memorial back into Cao Shaoqin's hands.

Cao Shaoqin's expression changed. He had been a eunuch in the palace since he was a child. There was also a special place in the palace to teach young eunuchs how to read.

Cao Shaoqin remembered the last two lines of this poem.

“Thousands of miles across the Yangtze River, the view is as beautiful as the sky, letting the wind and rain blow, it’s better than taking a leisurely stroll...”

When the emperor recited this poem at this time, he really had something in his mind, and he already had plans for what would happen next.

Cao Shaoqin had to admire him.

Although the emperor seems to be living in the palace and knows nothing about the outside world, in fact, everything is clear, as the civil servants in the court said.

Your Majesty has the appearance of a wise king now, and it is indeed true!

……

Yunhe Temple.

Shen Huaixian was wearing red clothes and his two water sleeves were swung around the old monk's neck.

He shouted: "You are not him at all! You can't be him!"

The old monk had a kind face and narrowed his eyes, just like an ordinary old man who was about to die.

An ordinary bamboo ruler was waved slightly in his hand.

He sighed: "Idiot! It's because I have seen so many idiots like you that the old monk's name is "Seeing Idiots!"

"Hehehehe... My father almost spent all his family property to help you succeed, but you slaughtered hundreds of members of the Shen family and suppressed me into the eyes of the formation.

"No matter what you become, you can't erase this blood feud! No matter what you say, you can't escape death today!"

Shen Huaixian was obviously mentally disturbed, and his words were reversed. At first, he was saying that the old monk was not Zhu Yuanzhang, and then he wanted to seek revenge.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't say a word, but he raised his eyes and looked towards the back of Yunhe Temple.

On the hillside path, three figures walked slowly down.

It seems to be extremely slow, but in the blink of an eye, it is already close to you.

Ye Zhiqiu frowned.

Walking at the front, Liu Bowen, wearing a gray Taoist robe and a peaceful expression, flicked the dust in his hand.

He didn't even look at Shen Huaixian who had already fought with the old monk.

His eyes fell straight on Ye Zhiqiu.

"An alien demon?"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the three of them with solemn eyes and said nothing.

But he slowly put Lin Pingzhi, who was unconscious, in his hands to his feet.

Shen Huaixian's red silk sleeves attacked extremely fast, almost completely covering the old monk's figure.

Only red shadows could be seen in the same place.

The old monk who was trapped in the middle only had the ruler in his hand shaking slightly, and the fluctuations in energy and mana were almost invisible.

However, every time Hong Ling came close to his body, she was pulled aside by invisible force.

The two of them were silent and moving, and the situation was clearly distinguishable.

Shen Huaixian suddenly landed on the ground, took back his sleeves, and stared at the old monk blankly.

His face was already covered with tears.

"Hehehe... you... why don't you fight back?"

this moment.

Dressed in red like blood, Shen Huaixian is always scheming and striving for strength.

She looked extremely weak, and with more than two hundred years of deep-seated hatred, I thought that after seeing each other again, I would do my best.

However, she really never thought about it.

When we saw each other again, I was still so powerless.

Two hundred years ago, there was a high-spirited and well-connected rebel general in the rebel army.

The one who was in the Eighteenth Route Rebel Army was dressed in a red scarf. He was brave in battle and quick-witted. Although he was only proficient in writing, he was appreciated by Guo Zixing.

He is smart and capable, handles things properly, and takes the lead. He is elected as the Marshal of Taiping Xingguo Yi by all the soldiers.

Later, in a short period of time, he was named a stalwart man named Wu Guogong.

The richest man in the world at that time was Shen Xiuying, the legitimate daughter of the Shen family.

Regardless of the opposition at home, there was only that figure in his eyes. With him, he conquered Beiyuan in five ways.

In the end, he settled in the Central Plains and watched him all the way, becoming the Hongwu Emperor who was respected by everyone as the common master of the world.

However, she never imagined that this great man would take good care of her in every possible way.

In the end, he personally destroyed the Shen family, threw her into the formation, and suppressed her for two hundred years!
"The people in this world have been suffering for too long. One day, I will end it all..."

More than once, she looked at him, looked up at the sky, and said these words.

Shen Xiuying responded gently every time: "I will stay with you!"

"This road is too difficult! I can't bear you to suffer like this..."

He always held her hand tenderly and said what she thought were the most touching words of love...

He couldn't bear the pain of being an enemy of the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, but he allowed her to suffer the pain of having all her relatives slaughtered, being sealed into a cold and dark formation, and being left alone for two hundred years?
In front of Yunhe Temple.

Ye Zhiqiu stands coldly.

Facing Liu Bowen and the other three.

This so-called only true immortal on land in the Ming Dynasty expelled all gods and Buddhas with his own hands.

A man who has been a legend for two hundred years.

Although he transformed into an external demon, he was originally from the Shen Sect Demon Sect and cultivated into an immortal body, and reached the fourth level of heaven to worship the stars. In terms of cultivation strength, he should not be weaker than this person.

But now, Ye Zhiqiu has only just returned to the state where the demon form is manifested and the demon soul appears.

That is to say, they are equivalent to masters in the Taoist Taoist Alchemy Realm.

He is still far away from his peak strength.

It is impossible to escape from the other party's hands if you really take action.

What's more, the two men beside him looked like middle-aged men.

The strength is also unfathomable.

"Give up, let go of the demon soul, and let us seal you..."

Xie Jin said.

Ye Zhiqiu sneered: "Let you seal it? Suppress a large formation for you? Absolutely impossible!"

Both sides know that this battle is inevitable.

Just take action directly.

Black smoke rose from Ye Zhiqiu's body.

The black demonic energy formed a demonic shadow with eighteen arms in the air.

Shen Xiuying seemed unaware of everything happening around her.

He just looked at the old monk in front of him blankly.

The look in his eyes is inexplicably complicated!
At this moment, she no longer knew whether she had more hatred or love for the person in front of her.
Or maybe it's a mixture of love and hate...

"Hey, how is it possible in this world that there are truly immortal people, immortal bodies, and immortal demon souls? These are just relative terms.

"If you voluntarily enter the formation, you can fight for another three hundred years of peace for the people of this world.

"Pursing away the evil spirit of your demonic skills, it will still be possible to truly step into the primitive realm in the future.

"If you take action now, with your cultivation level of less than 100%, you will die without a chance to survive..."

Facing the huge demon soul shadow.

Liu Bowen's expression did not change, and there was no ripple in his tone. He only spoke earnestly and sincerely.

"So much nonsense... This sect is a demon among demons. What do the people of the human race do to me? If I was really afraid of you, how could I step into the realm of Jinling?"

Ye Zhiqiu said indifferently, and his figure gradually became illusory.

Finally, he merged with the huge demonic shadow behind him.

Eighteen arms spread out in unison.

Black demonic energy gathered in the palm of his hand, and soon turned into eighteen kinds of weapons.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, laos, axes, sticks, sticks, sticks, crutches, meteors!
Eighteen kinds of weapons shook together, glowing with black magic light.

Both Xie Jin and Zhou Side looked shocked.

Although it has been known for a long time, Ye Zhiqiu is a major Xuanmen sect. The Kunlun warlock uses himself as a sacrifice, and actively seduces the consciousness of the great demon who failed in the star sacrifice to enter himself.

Inherits all the conscious memories of the fourth-level demon.

Even though his cultivation has not yet recovered, he must have some special means, and his combat power cannot be inferred from the ordinary sixth-level demon form manifestation.

However, no one expected that the opponent's magic form would have such power.

In fact, the two of them followed Liu Bowen, who was known as the number one master since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

Their cultivation levels have reached the ninth level of the Xuanmen level of warmth and nourishment.

If it were not for the Jedi Heavenly Power, contact with the Immortal Realm would have been banned long ago.

They should all be able to ascend to the immortal world and become true immortals.

No one knows how Liu Bowen became an immortal without ascending to the immortal world.

Regarding this, Liu Bowen did not reveal it even to the people closest to him.

It is not uncommon for the Ming Dynasty to be established more than 200 years ago, and its progress in cultivation is faster than that of Liu Bowen. But under the great formation, no one can achieve it. Without going to the immortal world, one can accumulate enough immortal energy to build an immortal body.

It can be said that Liu Bowen is the only alien between heaven and earth.

Even Taizu of the Ming Dynasty realized the golden body of Zhu Yuanzhang using a few damaged Buddhist scriptures.

His strength only stayed at the first level, his golden body was immortal, and he made no progress in more than two hundred years.

For the past two hundred years, he has been trapped in Yunhe Temple and has never left the temple.

During these two hundred years, Liu Bowen also stayed in a thatched cottage on the mountain.

No one knows what the plan is for the emperor and his ministers.

The shadow of Ye Zhiqiu's demon soul gradually solidified.

The eighteen kinds of weapons all turned into supporting the sky, from top to bottom, as if this blow would turn the entire Yunhe Temple and all the people in front of the temple into ashes.

Xie Jin couldn't help it anymore and raised his hand to attack.

Just before him, Liu Bowen, who had been motionless, sneered softly: "I don't know what to say!"

He waved the fly whisk lightly in his hand and waved slightly at the demonic shadow in the sky.

This moment.

The entire land of China seems to be awakening from a deep sleep.

Everyone standing on the earth was shocked.

Everyone has an inexplicable feeling.

Whether it is farmers working in the fields or travelers doing business on the way.

Workers working in a craftsman's shop, or people wandering around in the market.

They all raised their heads and looked in one direction inexplicably...

Forbidden City Tower.

The young emperor, dressed in dragon robes, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

"Have you finally moved? Why is it now? It's not time yet!"

The emperor murmured to himself.

But on the entire city tower, the closest guard was a hundred steps away.

No one heard the voice of the emperor's words.

in the valley.

Luo Heng, who was becoming one with the sword light, pounced on Wang Yangming again.

Suddenly he restrained his sword light, revealed his figure, and landed on a big tree.

He frowned and looked south.

"What's the noise?"

Wang Yangming looked startled, then came back to his senses.

The body surrounded by densely packed countless golden characters also closed it up, and smiled slowly: "My little friend, the time has come, you can go on your own now..."

Luo Heng withdrew his gaze and cursed angrily: "Old guy, you've been blocking Taoist Master here for two days, so let's forget it?"

Wang Yangming stroked his beard and sighed: "As long as you give up the idea of ​​going to Jinling, the world is so big that you can come and go freely.

"I will never disturb you..."

Luo Heng sneered: "Master Dao has this temper. He doesn't have to go to Aurous Hill, but you don't let him go, but Master Dao must go and have a look..."

As he said that, he displayed his sword light, and his figure merged with the sword light again, heading south.

Wang Yangming shook his head helplessly and just hummed softly: "It's so close..."

The figure flashed.

next moment.

He had already appeared in front of the sword light, and the golden characters around him floated again.

Forming a mysterious and inexplicable pattern, it enveloped the sword light.

The two sides struggled for two days and two nights.

If it weren't for Baihua Paradise, Luo Heng would have stored enough food.

I'm afraid I'm already exhausted at this point.

Knowing that he could not break through Wang Yangming's obstruction.

Luo Heng didn't want to tangle with him anymore.

The sword light turned and deflected away from the opponent's position, trying to bypass Wang Yangming's obstruction.

However, no matter how fast the sword light is, as long as it flies to the south, Wang Yangming will teleport.

Stopping in front of the sword light, Luo Heng gritted his teeth helplessly.

He shouted in his mouth: "Humph! Ha!"

One yellow and one white, two rays of energy shot out, shooting straight towards Wang Yangming.

Luo Heng withdrew his sword light and fell to the ground.

When the escape technique was activated, the figure submerged into the ground.

Wang Yangming stretched out one arm lightly, and the golden characters were like a whirlpool, trapping the aura of Heng Ha's second blowing technique.

Just like countless gravels wrapping up the energy, it quickly disappears.

Visible to the naked eye, the aura of the Heng Ha Er Blowing Technique was polished away by the golden characters.

Eventually it became invisible.

Wang Yangming's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

next moment.

Appearing on the ground hundreds of meters away, he stepped lightly on the ground.

Boom!

It was like a meteor falling to the ground, causing the ground to tremble.

Luo Heng emerged from the ground in a panic.

I felt weak in my heart.

This old guy's methods are really unbelievable.

Whether it is the speed of sword light escape or the concealment of earth escape.

Totally inescapable.

With a twist of the waist, the brilliance of the Qingming Sword in his hand converged, and a hundred Qingming Swords of the same shape appeared in front of him.

The tip of the sword pointed at Wang Yangming again.

Wan Jian Jue!

In fact, in two days, Luo Heng had already used all the means he could use more than once.

Naturally, Wan Jian Jue has not been missed.

Taking action against the opponent at this time is simply because of the unwillingness in his heart to cause trouble.

Even though he knew it was ineffective, he couldn't stop completely.

Anyway, Wang Yangming only stopped himself from going south, but never really fought back.

The result, of course, is no different.

A hundred swords were thrown at him, but they couldn't break through the defense of the golden characters around the opponent.

This scene was very strange. Luo Heng was like a stubborn child who couldn't be defeated, with countless changes in his methods.

One moment it was flying swords and strikes, the other moment it was fists and kicks.

One moment, he hums and blows, and the next moment his body swells up and his martial arts true form strikes out arrogantly.

Replace it with the enemies you have encountered in the past.

Including people like Shen Huaixian, who had been banned for two hundred years and had honed his profound skills in the eyes of the formation.

It is impossible to force Luo Heng to be undefeated with these methods.

However, Wang Yangming still looked calm and calm.

As long as Luo Heng did not attempt to go south, he would be like playing with his juniors, repelling Luo Heng's attacks one by one without even a trace of counterattack.

……

In front of Yunhe Temple.

The demonic shadow holding up the sky suddenly collapsed.

A black figure fell out of the demonic energy that filled the sky.

Ye Zhiqiu's face turned pale and he fell to the ground with a thud.

He placed one hand on the ground and wanted to get up.

But he hung down feebly.

"you……"

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Liu Bowen never moved a step and looked at Ye Zhiqiu calmly.

"If you are allowed to recover to the strength of an immortal body in this world, my two hundred years of planning will be in vain!
"It concerns the fate of hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty. How can we allow you to destroy it?"

Finished!

Liu Bowen waved the whisk in his hand again.

Ye Zhiqiu only felt like an invisible mountain, covering his head.

Invisible pressure is coming.

The head that was still barely held up was unable to hang down, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

"you……"

"Hahahaha... Master Qingtian is so majestic. He hasn't been out for two hundred years, but he attacks a junior as soon as he comes out. Doesn't he lose his identity?"

The end of the sky.

A loud sound came.

In just one sentence, he had reached the top of everyone's head from a very far away place.

A figure in a blue robe suddenly appeared in front of Yunhe Temple.

The visitor was dressed almost the same as Liu Bowen.

He also held a whisk in his hand, with thin cheeks and white beard and hair.

Immortal spirit.

It seems to be a term coined by this person.

He glanced lightly at Ye Zhiqiu on the ground, then turned his eyes to Liu Bowen, Xie Jin, and Zhou Side.

In the end, it fell on the old monk who was looking across from Shen Xiuying.

His eyes flashed, he made a bow, and bowed slightly.

"Kunlun Yuzhenzi, I have met His Majesty!"

This person is actually the current leader of the Kunlun Sect, Zhenren Yu Zhenzi!
Liu Bowen's expression was pale and he was about to speak.

Suddenly his expression changed and he raised his head to look at the sky.

After a while, he sighed: "Is it really true that God is not as good as man?
"Today's trend, I had predicted it two hundred years ago, but there is one thing that I can't figure out..."

Yu Zhenzi smiled at the corner of his mouth: "If you have any questions for the real person, even if you tell me, if you know it, you will definitely answer it for the real person..." (End of this chapter)