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Chapter 418: Emei's plan, there are always villains who want to harm me

The Emei School is located on top of the Golden Summit, where the mountains are high and the clouds are low.

When the sun rises, the morning light shines on the mountain courtyard, shimmering majestically and illuminating the world.

In the past, Lin Xuan and Huang Rong killed Emperor Yuan and Imperial Master Ba Shiba, and then pretended to be broken and ascended...

The Emei Sect naturally became the "Immortal Sect".

Neither the black nor the white in the Yitian plane are too stubborn. When it comes to a sect with a backer made by a deity, it is always better to believe it than not to believe it...

Thus, within a few years, the Emei Sect had gained a transcendent status in the martial arts world.

After the fall of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhou Zhiruo took over as the head of Emei.

Since the situation in Emei was very good, this girl had only studied some tea art and could not be said to have turned too evil.

Relying solely on his personal charm and social skills, he was able to gain popularity among the six major sects, the Ming Cult and the imperial court, and gained countless fans.

Of course, the Emei Sect would not become a socialite sect...

Under Lin Xuan's reform, the Emei Sect now has a complete system of sect missions and sect points.

In addition to some daily tasks such as collecting herbs, practicing, and fighting...

Once the martial arts scum and the underworld villains are refreshed in the surrounding provinces, corresponding sect missions will also be issued.

According to the villain's cultivation level, let the Emei disciples with corresponding strength accept the task, go down the mountain to kill him, and obtain massive points.

Considering the good response to this system, Mingjiao, Shaolin and Wudang also followed suit and align the points system.

After a few months, the points will be updated again to see who is the king of this generation.

"Grand Master, I have just asked the disciples who stayed in Emei."

Nun Miejue respectfully served Lin Xuan tea and said, "There are thirteen of us in total. Some of us have elderly parents or young children at home and it is inconvenient for us to travel far. The rest of the disciples are willing to go and listen to the teachings of the ancestor. I have failed to do my job well this time, so please forgive me, Grand Master!"

"The matter is not that serious, and it cannot be called an order from the ancestor."

Lin Xuan took a sip of tea and said, "We are all from the Emei lineage. Whether we go or not is voluntary. There is no need to force us."

"Thank you, Grand Master!"

Nun Miejue hesitated for a moment and said, "Will I never see the disciples who stay here again?"

"I have some arrangements here, so I should come over in a few days. If you want to come over and take a look, that's fine too."

Lin Xuan thought for a moment and said, "In fact, if there are elderly disciples, they can also stay here to retire."

"Ah? Retirement?"

“Although there is still plenty of spiritual energy over there, the top of Mount Emei is still barren and full of stubborn monkeys.”

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "If you want to open up the Emei lineage again, you have to cut through thorns and thorns, and live a hard life for a few years. It is not very friendly to elderly disciples."

"In a barren land, we can just build some houses..."

Nun Miejue was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "Grand Master knows me. Compared with Master Zhang, I am still young and strong, in the prime of my life."

"For those of us who practice Taoism, it is enough if our hearts do not grow old."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "In that case, Master, please ask the disciples here to prepare and I will take you there in a while."

"Well... Can Grand Master give me a little more time?"

"Hmm? Is there anything else here, Master?"

"There is nothing going on here, old nun, but now a large number of disciples from Shamanism and Qinghai Black Sect have come to Central Plains, which can be regarded as a troubled time."

"Most of these evil thieves are dressed as monks. They are extremely cruel and often kill innocent people and wipe out entire families."

"A few days ago, Zhiruo and Xiaozhao brought some disciples down the mountain and joined up with Wudang Fourth Hero Zhang, Seventh Hero Mo and others to kill these evil thieves."

Nun Miejue hesitated and said, "Grand Master, can you wait a few more days, and after Zhiruo, Xiaozhao and the others return to the mountain, I will ask them what they think."

Although Nun Miejue and Granny Jinhua Daiqisi don't get along well, they always quarrel with each other.

But she still thought highly of Xiao Zhao and taught her martial arts without reservation.

Xiao Zhao was naturally talented, and within a few years he became one of the most outstanding masters of the younger generation, equivalent to the deputy head of the Emei Sect.

"Shamanism and the Qinghai Black Sect? These two sects are indeed quite evil, and their sacrifices are extremely bloody. Since they have bad intentions, we should kill them all."

Lin Xuan's mind moved slightly: "How many masters are coming? Can Zhiruo and Xiaozhao handle it?"

Shamanism is an extremely ancient primitive religion that believes in animism.

They often perform sacrificial rituals that are both abstract and bloody.

The original Bon religion is similar to Shamanism. It was a primitive religion popular in the snowy areas before Buddhism was introduced to Tibet.

Later, based on the degree of integration between Bon and Buddhism, Bon was divided into the White Sect, which was basically assimilated into Buddhism, the Flower Sect, which coexisted with Buddhism, and the Black Sect, which retained the original Bon characteristics and was several times more extreme than Tibetan Buddhism...

The masters of the Black Cult are also extremely domineering, killing and burning people without any taboos.

Lin Xuan remembered that the Blood Knife Ancestor in Lian Cheng Jue was the fourth generation leader of the Blood Knife Sect of the Black Cult.

Now that we have encountered it, it is definitely better to destroy it.

So as to avoid the birth of another evil cult.

"Xiao Zhao passed by Zhongnan Mountain the day before yesterday. When Miss Yang from the Ancient Tomb heard about this, she also came out of the mountain to help."

"Although those evil monks are brutal, they don't have any top-notch martial arts masters. They are definitely not a match for Miss Yang."

"After several fights, my righteous martial arts world won a lot, while more than half of the evil monks were killed or injured, and they were in a state of panic all day long."

Nun Miejue sneered, "Besides, Madam Han is concerned about her daughter and is also protecting her secretly. Even if Yang Xiao, that lecher, is so bold and daring, makes a move again, he will definitely not succeed."

"At a time like this, Yang Zuo Shi wouldn't be so ungentlemanly. With the help of Huang Shan, it should be safe..."

"Since it is a battle between good and evil, we in Emei have fought against them. But now the laws of nature in this world have changed, so we must not take things lightly."

Lin Xuan condensed a trace of Donghua Qi and transformed it into a green jade pendant: "How about this, if Master encounters something she can't handle, just crush this jade pendant. No matter where I am, I will be able to sense it."

"If everything goes well, when Zhiruo, Xiaozhao and the others return to the mountain and we have decided whether to go or stay, Nun Tai can also crush the jade pendant and inform me."

With Lin Xuan's cultivation level, it would be effortless for him to destroy the Shamanism and the Black Cult in this dimension.

But this behavior is too much of a slap in the face and it also dampens the enthusiasm of Emei disciples.

From a long-term perspective, this is not a good thing.

Lin Xuan guessed that Lao Zhang also had this thought in mind, which was why he usually only sent his disciples to deal with disputes in the martial arts world instead of taking action himself.

Of course, this plane has been destroyed now, and the space barrier is extremely unstable...

Maybe, it will trigger some inexplicable and magical developments.

To be on the safe side, Lin Xuan still kept a piece of jade.

In case of an accident, it will also let the villain on the opposite side experience the feeling of "after beating the younger one, the older one comes".

Originally, Lin Xuan was planning to meet the man in yellow, but there was no need to rush.

It won’t be too late to meet again when I send Lao Zhu back.

"Thank you very much, Grand Master!"

Nun Miejue held up the jade pendant that appeared out of thin air with both hands, shock appeared in her eyes, and she said in a trembling voice.

"Call me Zhenjun from now on. By the way, Rong'er doesn't like the title of Ancestor either, so just call her Your Majesty."

"...I obey your orders!"

***
Zhang Sanfeng was extremely decisive. After meeting Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Wuji and others, he engraved the entire "Nine Heavens Scriptures" on Mount Wudang.

After spending half a day carving, Lao Zhang immediately found Lin Xuan and said that his fate with this world was over. He planned to go to the Water Margin plane and come back to visit after a few years.

Lin Xuan naturally had no reason to object to this, so he took Lao Zhang to the Northern Song Dynasty and asked Huang Yaoshi to receive them according to the standards of immortals. When they returned again, Lin Xuan found that Zhang Wuji and others were still staring blankly at the immortal inscriptions on Wudang Mountain, looking confused.

Lin Xuan guessed that this was probably a special assessment from Lao Zhang to his disciples.

The subtext is probably: If you can't even master a piece of rubbish like the Nine Heavens Sutra after spending several years, you should just enjoy the world and stop cultivating immortals...

If you can master it, you can easily break through the void and enter the realm of human immortal.

Well, the opportunity is given to everyone, it depends on whether you can seize it.

***
Two Days Later: Forbidden City
"Emperor Lin, I am ready. Please use your magical powers and let me see the future."

Zhu Yuanzhang stood outside the Golden Palace in a dragon robe, frowned deeply, and sighed softly.

"I have just written the past events of the three worlds into your Majesty's sea of ​​consciousness. I wonder where your Majesty plans to go first?"

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "I won't go to the Fengyun Plane for now. If Your Majesty is interested, I can take Your Majesty there to have a look after I finish everything."

"No need, no need. Since the Fengyun World has survived the great catastrophe and is now peaceful and prosperous, there is nothing for me to do."

"Besides, Emperor Wuzong Zhu Houzhao's actions are too unrealistic, and he is already over a hundred years old. I don't know what to say to him..."

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head, seeming a little helpless: "How could I have such descendants?"

"If all emperors in the world were cut from the same mold, it would be a bit boring."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to go see Emperor Wanli or Empress Changping first?"

"The Empress is too... a little bit unorthodox. Let's go and look at Wanli first..."

"Your Majesty, will you go there wearing the dragon robe?"

"Since I am the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, do I need to change my clothes to meet my descendants?"

"If your majesty thinks it is not necessary, then don't use it."

Lin Xuan took out the Genshan Pearl: "The Laughing Proud Plane belongs to the Gen position. Gen means mountain, which is a Yang hexagram. Your Majesty, please choose a man to serve as the tower master."

"Choose a man..."

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath and took the Genshan Pearl: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will take the overall situation into consideration."

"Very good."

The scene changed, and the surrounding space collapsed and disappeared.

In an instant, the void solidified again, and an unparalleled palace appeared in front of the two.

“Well, is this Fengtian Temple?”

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up: "Emperor Lin, are we still in the imperial palace in Yingtian Prefecture?"

"It should be the imperial city of Yanjing. In the past, the King of Yan built this palace. All the temples, suburban sacrifices, altars, palaces, and gates are designed like those in Nanjing, but they are taller, more spacious, and more magnificent."

"But……"

"During the Jingnan Campaign, Prince of Yan Zhu Di captured the capital, the city fell, a fire broke out in the palace, and the Fengtian Hall was burned to ruins."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "If Your Majesty was in the Nanjing Palace, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to see such a scene."

"Rebellious son, rebellious son!"

"Emperor Yongle is already pretty good..."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "If Emperor Taizong Chengzu is your Majesty's rebellious son, then what about Emperor Yingzong Zhu Qizhen?"

"Even if it was Emperor Taizong of Song, Zhao Guangyi, he could have escaped back to the capital in two days. How could he be captured by a mob?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was somewhat speechless and walked forward sullenly: "I don't know how there could be such a waste in this world. Is he really my descendant?"

"Your Majesty is quite good at passing the buck."

"I'm sorry to have made the Emperor laugh..."

In an instant, Zhu Yuanzhang had regained control of his emotions and asked loudly, "Is anyone here? Where is the emperor now?"

"Today is the day I offer sacrifices to the Grand Master. Who dares to make a noise?"

A sharp shout was heard, and a young man in a dragon robe strode out of the palace and appeared in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

The sound of footsteps rang out rapidly, and dozens of guards and eunuchs filed out, protecting the young man.

"..."

The young man and a group of guards stared at the dragon robe on Zhu Yuanzhang with expressions of disbelief in their eyes, and they fell silent at the same time.

"Are you Zhu Yijun?"

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the young man and spoke first: "Although he does not have the majesty of an emperor, he looks a bit like me. He is probably my bloodline."

“How dare you!”

Zhu Yijun's face instantly turned ferocious: "Who are you? How dare you wear a dragon robe to see me? Did Zhang Juzheng send you?"

"Zhang Juzheng? Is he the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted: "How dare this man wear a dragon robe to meet you?"

"Hahaha! No matter how brave that old dog is, he's going to die in the end."

Zhu Yijun laughed loudly: "I am the supreme ruler, I am the master of the Ming Dynasty! Under heaven, I can kill anyone I want to kill!"

"Yes, you are right! As emperors, we still need to be domineering."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed: "Based on this sentence, you look a bit like an emperor."

"How dare you! Who do you think you are to give me orders?"

"Oh! I understand. Zhang Juzheng, the old dog, knew that he was going to die soon, so he sent you, a fool, to the palace to disgust me."

Zhu Yijun was furious: "Come here! Take this bastard down first and execute him by slow slicing! No, slow slicing is too easy for him, I want to kill all his clans!"

"..."

The guards looked at each other, drew their swords, and surrounded Zhu Yuanzhang.

"I am the Taizu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang! Today, I have been shown the way by an immortal to meet you, the emperor of the future. You must not be rude!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice: "According to my previous instructions, I have my own way to prove my identity. Don't you know it?"

"Zhu Yuanzhang? Humph! So what if I am Zhu Yuanzhang? I am the supreme ruler, I am the emperor of today!"

"No matter who it is, if they compete with me for the throne, they will die!"

Zhu Yijun's eyes showed a crazy look: "No need to torture him to death, just chop this old dog into meat paste!"

"Yes!"

The guards responded loudly, and their swords broke through the air, slashing towards Zhu Yuanzhang rapidly.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly rolled up his dragon robe and shouted.

The strong wind is rolling, with the aura of an emperor through the ages.

Forced by Zhu Yuanzhang's momentum, the guards involuntarily stepped back a few steps, looking horrified.

"What are you doing?"

Zhu Yijun yelled, "Kill! No matter who he is, go and kill him! It took a lot of effort for Zhang Laogou to finally agree to die. I will not allow anyone to climb over my head. I am the master of the world!"

"Have you recognized my identity?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression became indifferent: "Zhu Yijun, do you admit your guilt?"

(End of this chapter)