I asked you to play a dungeon, why don't you just raise the BOSS here?

Chapter 161 The disappeared Sunflower Ancestor, Eighth Master Ba’s insights

"Sister Yang, the matter is settled, let's go."

Lin Xuan and the two came to the garden, Huang Rong stretched out her hand to hold Huang Shi and smiled.

"Well, shall we go to Xanadu now?"

Although Huang Rong said it didn't matter, Huang Shan still felt a little regretful after taking the Nine Yin Manual.

Hearing that Lin Xuan and his two men planned to kill the emperor, they also wanted to participate.

Considering that Huang Shi's force value should be regarded as one of the best in the world, Lin Xuan agreed.

This lineup is considered luxurious. Lin Xuan feels that it is enough to add Zhang Wuji at most.

In a high-end game like Dragon Slaying, no matter how many people there are, it's useless.

Master Jiejie also took the initiative to ask for help, so Huang Rong asked her to take a bath and stay in Emei without any hindrance.

The main focus is on differential treatment.

This made the old nun realize her shame and become brave. She heard the chicken dance every day for a while, which made all the Emei disciples miserable.

"Well, there shouldn't be anything else, right?"

"We still have some time. Let's spend a month slowly passing by and study the Nine Yin Manual on the way."

"As the saying goes: sharpening your guns in battle will only be a waste of time. A surprise attack is also necessary."

Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Lin Xuan: "What did Mr. Lin say?"

"Just wait for me a little longer."

Lin Xuan's eyes flickered: "I'm going to see an old friend."

"Old friend? Why is there your old friend here?"

"I'll tell you later."

Lin Xuan's body flashed and turned into an afterimage, appearing dozens of feet away.

"Oh, what are you doing?"

A man dressed as a scholar was holding a stack of documents and walking towards the meeting hall with his head lowered.

By the time he saw Lin Xuan, he was already too late.

His hands trembled involuntarily, and the document fell to the floor.

"I see that my little brother is a man of talent, and he is definitely not just a thing in the pool, so I came here for a while."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves, his energy surged, and he rolled up the scattered documents: "I don't want to overturn my little brother's documents, but that's a bit presumptuous."

"Hahaha, dragons are not things in the pond. Brother, what you said is too much."

The scholar thanked him, stretched out his hand to take the document, and said with a smile: "I am just a useless frog in the well. I only know how to do something with all my heart. If I can support myself and let everyone live a good life, I will be satisfied."

The scholar looked bold and free, but there was a gloomy look in the corner of his eyes, as if he was very concerned about Lin Xuan's words.

"Most heroes are born out of recklessness, and the future is unknown."

Lin Xuan smiled: "I'm Lin Xuan, don't you know your little brother Gao's name?"

"Lin Xuan? It turns out to be Mr. Lin of Emei. Mr. Lin is famous all over the world. I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome."

The scholar frowned slightly, but with a look of fear on his face, he bowed and said, "My surname is Hu, and my name is Weiyong. I pay my respects to you, sir. I wonder if you have any advice?"

"Advice is out of the question. Originally I thought the little brother was an old friend, but now it seems I made a mistake."

Lin Xuan smiled: "I wonder if my little brother has any descendants?"

"I haven't married yet, how can I have any children?"

Hu Weiyong was a little confused, but he still said truthfully: "Originally, we did have a marriage arranged at home, but we are busy these days, so we have to postpone it again and again. I plan to get married again next month."

This kind of thing is not a secret, and there is no need to hide it.

"That's it. This little brother's move is quite reminiscent of the ancients. I admire you very much."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and patted Hu Weiyong on the shoulder: "In that case, I won't bother you anymore, and let's just say goodbye."

This appearance and the vague and sinister aura of a bird of prey are the same as the sunflower ancestor I saw that day.

However, Hu Weiyong himself was keen on power and was not so religious about martial arts.

The greatest possibility is that Sunflower Patriarch is the son of Hu Weiyong.

Well, Hu Weiyong fought to the death with Liu Bowen and others, so his son was naturally disgusted with Liu Bowen.

However, in the thirteenth year of Hongwu, Hu Weiyong was convicted of treason. His entire family was executed, all nine clans were wiped out, and no family tree survived.

The glory and glory of the past have been swallowed up by the long river of history and cannot stir up any waves.

Even the historians of later generations cannot figure out how many sons Hu Weiyong had and what deeds he did.

Lin Xuan was too lazy to figure out the elimination method, so he simply took action and did some tricks on Hu Weiyong's body to make him infertile.

Well, in this case, Lao Zhu should not be too afraid of such a lonely minister.

Hu Weiyong himself has no motive for rebellion...

Maybe, he can still have a good death.

Lin Xuan felt that he was still very considerate of others.

"Sir, walk slowly!"

Although Hu Weiyong was thoughtful, he never imagined that his descendants would become enemies with Lin Xuan two hundred years later...

Seeing Lin Xuan leaving, he was slightly startled and then left.

"I have met my old friend, let's go."

In a flash, Lin Xuan appeared in front of Huang Rong and the two girls again, smiling.

"Brother Lin, just now after you spoke to the scholar, I suddenly felt relieved and my state of mind became a little clearer."

Huang Shan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Did something happen without me knowing?"

"It's nothing, don't think about it."

Lin Xuan stretched out his hand to hold Huang Rong and walked out of the house: "It is a good thing to have a clear mind. Try to practice Jiuyin to perfection, and one day be able to ascend and transcend like Master Zhang."

"...Young lady, do your best."

Huang Shan was stunned for a moment, sighed with some lack of confidence, and followed the two of them.

"When it's over, brush your clothes and go away, hiding your body and name?"

Huang Rong curled her lips and showed a smile: "Master Lin's methods are becoming more and more sophisticated." "It's just a small opportunistic method, not as smart as the master's discerning eye and ice and snow."

Huang Rong: "???"

***

Dadu Garden is located in the northeast of Dadu City in the Yuan Dynasty. It was a place for banquets and entertainment for the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty.

Construction began during the time of Kublai Khan, the founding emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, and it took more than fifty years to complete.

There is a 100-meter-high rockery inside, with pavilions built on the mountain, brocade stone roads and ponds at the foot of the mountain.

Famous flowers and plants from Lingnan and Jiangnan can be seen everywhere.

It occupies a vast area with picturesque scenery, pavilions and pavilions, which are well-proportioned and exquisite.

The palace maids and beauties interspersed among them, making it even more dreamlike and dreamlike, creating a peaceful atmosphere of singing and dancing.

"Okay! Let's play music and dance!"

Emperor Shun of the Yuan Dynasty, Tuohuan Tiemuer, was lying on the bed in a daze, eating grapes from the palace maid, while looking intently at the sultry dancer.

In the early days of his rule when he overthrew the powerful minister Boyan, Emperor Yuan Shun was actually somewhat ambitious.

A series of reform measures were also adopted to save the Yuan Dynasty from its ruling crisis.

However, the long-standing problems of the Yuan Dynasty were far beyond his capabilities.

Within a few years, the Yuan Dynasty was experiencing endless internal fighting, external civil unrest occurred one after another, and rebel armies were springing up everywhere.

Emperor Yuan Shun was busy for a while and found that the Yuan Dynasty had lost half of its country...

He simply adopted a bad attitude and indulged in pleasure all day long.

Occasionally, when I attended court meetings, I only cared about how many "unruly people" I had beheaded.

"It's a bit noisy here, let these people go down and rest."

At this moment, a peaceful and peaceful voice sounded from heaven to earth.

"who!"

Emperor Yuan Shun was so drunk that he shouted sternly: "You are talking to me like this, do you want to rebel?"

"it's me."

On the top of the mountain, the crimson shadow turned from virtual to real, revealing the solemn figure of the Eighth Master Ba Bao.

"Your Majesty drank too much, please sober up."

The Eighth Master Ba lowered his head slightly and looked down at the civil and military officials, eunuchs, guards, and beauties in the harem, including Emperor Yuan Shun. His expression was still expressionless.

"You! Huh? It turns out to be the Dharma Master!"

Seeing the figure of Bashiba, Emperor Yuan Shun couldn't help but twitched, and his eyes shed tears.

A sad mood arose in Emperor Yuan Shun's heart.

As if thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth, I shed tears with sadness...

In an instant, Emperor Yuan Shun entered the sage's time and yelled loudly: "The Dharma Master is here, who asked you to sing, dance and play music, and do such blasphemous acts of gods and Buddhas? Get out of here!"

"..."

The musicians and Fuliji were scolded for no apparent reason, so they had no choice but to secretly feel bad and leave with their buckets in despair.

As long as you are a normal person, you will not think of trying to reason with the emperor.

As for the lama in red?

That's definitely not a normal person.

Although everyone doesn't know Ba Shiba, they still have this basic sense of vision after being in the palace for so long.

After a while, the venue was empty, leaving only more than a hundred close ministers and eunuchs of Emperor Yuan Shun.

"May I ask what Dharma Master has to teach me when he comes here this time?"

Emperor Yuan Shun's heart skipped a beat, and his face was filled with anticipation: "The Dharma Master is a living god and Buddha. Can he use his boundless magical power to continue the national destiny of the Yuan Dynasty for another hundred years?"

"The fate of the country depends on the people's hearts. When people's hearts fall apart, the dynasty will naturally come to an end."

Ba Shiba's expression was indifferent: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about it. The imperial hegemony is just a fleeting thing. There is no need to be cautious in gaining it, and there is no shame in losing it."

"…Then I dare to ask Dharma Master, what are your intentions for this trip?"

This was the first time Emperor Yuan Shun heard someone say to his face, "If the Yuan Dynasty is gone, it will be gone. It doesn't matter."

Made him so angry.

But seeing the appearance of Eighth Master Ba like a god and Buddha, Emperor Yuan Shun immediately calmed down and said nothing.

"That day on Wudang Mountain, I made an appointment with Zhang Sanfeng to do another one."

"But I didn't expect that he would actually take one step ahead of me and ascend to transcendence."

Ba Shiba sighed softly: "I have no choice but to fight to the death with others to settle the cause and effect."

"Haha! The Dharma Master is the resident god and Buddha, invincible in the world, so don't worry about those little ones."

Emperor Yuan Shun was a little confused: "But what does this matter have to do with me?"

"It doesn't matter, they were originally here to kill you."

"what?"

"They should be arriving soon. Your Majesty, don't be anxious. Just wait a moment."

"I wonder if today's battle will give me a chance to see the secrets of heaven and earth?"

Ba Shiba sighed softly, his expression still focused and patient, not like he was about to engage in a life and death battle.

Perhaps, in his heart, besides Zhang Sanfeng, there is no one else in the world who is worthy of fighting against him.

"This..., they...are they here to assassinate me?"

Emperor Yuan Shun obviously did not have such a good attitude as Ba Shiba, so he asked quickly.

"Of course."

"When will those assassins come?"

"Come on, Ten."

"Huh? What?"

"Nine."

Emperor Yuan Shun: "..."

(End of this chapter)