Ming Dynasty: A hundred-year-old immortal cultivator, Zhu Yuanzhang’s biological father

Chapter 1: After fifty years of seclusion, the Heavenly Master descends from the mountain!

In the spring of the fifteenth year of Hongwu, Longhu Mountain.

This place is the ancestral home of Taoism in the world. From the outside, it looks like it has an air of immortality, but inside it is even more magical.

There are so many Taoist disciples, and so are the tourists.

But what they don't know is who the headmaster is now. He just has an agent to the outside world. No one knows the real headmaster, or maybe only a few people know it.

Some even speculate that there is no master at all in Longhu Mountain today.

The agent was the real leader, and the reason why he pretended to be a mist was because he wanted to add a bit of mystery to Longhu Mountain.

at this time.

In the deepest room of Tianshi Mansion.

An old man with an immortal spirit was suspended in mid-air, and the next moment there was a "ding" in his mind.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for reaching the age of 100. The three prerequisites for the Nascent Soul (a hundred years old, reading thousands of Taoist volumes, and staying anonymous for fifty years) have all been completed, and the Nascent Soul stage has officially entered. 】

[Due to the thin aura of the air, the Nascent Soul stage is already the limit for cultivating immortality here. If the host wants to break through again, only by improving the overall aura of the land can there be a chance of breakthrough and becoming an immortal. 】

[The overall spiritual energy of this place has improved (tip: going down the mountain will improve the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty). 】

Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed: "Finally a breakthrough."

His name is Zhu Changye, a modern man who traveled to the Ming Dynasty many years ago.

The so-called many years is because it has been so long since he came to the Ming Dynasty that Zhu Changye has forgotten exactly when he came.

All I know is that when I came, I was alone.

after that.

Marry a wife and have children, and the children will leave home.

When the war came, he and his wife were hacked to death by Yuanting soldiers. One year after his death, his system awakened and climbed out of the coffin.

At that time, there was an expert from Longhu Mountain nearby who noticed the aura of a cultivator and came to explore and found him. After a conversation and Zhu Changye's consent, he took him back to Longhu Mountain and started on the road to cultivating immortality.

Systematic plug-ins, coupled with Longhushan's mature experience in cultivating immortals, made his breakthrough as fast as flying. It only took him twenty years to break through to the golden elixir.

As for Zhang Zhenren back then, according to rumors, it took about thirty years.

Amazing talent.

At this point, the old Heavenly Master cultivated Zhu Changye as the new heir.

Ten years later, the old Heavenly Master resigned.

Zhu Changye took office as the headmaster of Longhu Mountain.

Since every breakthrough in the system requires anonymity, only a few people know that he succeeded him as the leader.

now.

Another twenty years have passed since he became the headmaster.

He broke through from Jindan to Nascent Soul at noon.

In the realm of Nascent Soul, looking at the Dao Alliance in the world today, perhaps only the legendary Master Zhang can compare with him.

"The years are long, it has been fifty years since I went up the mountain."

Zhu Changye sighed.

Then looking at the next breakthrough condition, his eyes flickered: "Will going down the mountain improve the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Da Ming...Da Ming, is Chongba's Da Ming, right?"

Chongba, Zhu Chongba, Zhu Yuanzhang.

That's his son.

When Zhu Yuanzhang went out to explore, the last time he and his wife saw Zhu Yuanzhang before something happened at home, they still looked childish.

I don’t know how my son has become after fifty or sixty years.

"It's time to go and see him and the world today."

Zhu Changye spoke leisurely.

After obviously being in seclusion for decades, I can finally go down the mountain.

It was as if he could finally go out for a walk after staying at home for decades. He should be excited, but he was only calm.

Long-term cultivation and seclusion have made him extremely calm, and his expression remains unchanged even if Mount Tai collapses.

Going down the mountain to see his son is not yet Mount Tai, and it won't make his expression change.

With a "creak...", the door to the room opened. The strange thing was that the door to the room was still a few meters away from Zhu Changye and there was no one near the door, so it opened automatically.

After Zhu Changye walked out, a young man not far away, whose eyes seemed to be squinted and then closed, with his hands hidden in his sleeves, came over.

"Master Tian, ​​you are out of seclusion."

Zhu Changye didn't look back, nodded and said: "Well, the retreat is over."

"Besides... I've been in the mountains for too long, and it's time to go out and have a look. You tell them, and you and I will set off in half an hour."

When the doorman Zhang Yishi heard this, he was slightly stunned. His eyes that had been squinting seemed to open a little, and then quickly closed: "Master Tian, ​​I understand."
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half a month later.

The capital of the Ming Dynasty, the imperial palace.

Today's palace has lost its former vitality.

The entire palace was oppressed and enveloped by a heavy atmosphere.

In the palace, almost everyone did not dare to speak loudly.

There are even some timid people who dare not even take a breath.

This is because something happened in the palace, something big happened.

Another big thing that no one can ignore.

Zhu Yuanzhang's grandson, Zhu Biao's son, Zhu Xiongying, the eldest grandson of the Ming emperor, died.

In front of the mourning hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of vicissitudes of life.

Perhaps it was due to his age, but the once ambitious man had a somewhat distressing look on his face.

The death of the emperor's grandson Zhu Xiongying made this face even more vicissitudes of life.

Not only that.

Even the original black hair was sparse and there were many white hairs.

It seems like my hair turned gray overnight.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the coffin in the mourning hall, where the body of his grandson lay. He once had high hopes for him, and he also described in his mind what the Ming Dynasty would be like under his charge.

I once worried about what kind of wife he should find to help him.

Which team should be left for him and how to help him remove obstacles to his future accession to the throne.

Should….
There were so many things Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to do for him. As he closed his eyes forever, all of them became a castle in the clouds.

Zhu Yuanzhang watched, watched, and kept watching...
He was like a living fossil, staying here motionless.

"Your Majesty, it's already getting dark, should we go back and rest early? Let's... let's come back tomorrow?"

Wang Jinghong, the chief eunuch, said softly.

Zhu Yuanzhang had been in this situation for several days. When Wang Jinghong brought it up for the first time a few days ago, he was a little worried, but Zhu Yuanzhang did not get angry at that time, but followed his words and left here.

This has been the case for several days.

And today, the same is true.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't speak, just nodded and walked outside with his head lowered.

This situation is exactly the same as it has been in the past few days, just like the reflection of time, several days are like one day.

Left the mourning hall.

After standing for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang did not rest or eat, but walked to Kunning Palace.

This is Queen Ma's palace.

Just walked in the door.

I saw many maids and eunuchs, all with sad faces.

Zhu Yuanzhang continued walking without changing his expression. When he approached Queen Ma's room, he heard several coughs through the wall.

Queen Ma is sick.

And it's heavy.

He fell ill after Zhu Xiongying died.

The imperial doctor couldn't figure out why.

(End of this chapter)