Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　The most important thing is that it is very suitable for those disciples who have practiced the Five Sacred Swordsmanship.

　　No wonder Feng Qingyang was so surprised!

　　But for Zhu Hao, these are just random things.

　　So he said lightly: "I don't leave useless people under my team. Their original swordsmanship is just like that when they are trained to the limit. What's the use?"

　　Hearing this, Feng Qingyang immediately understood, bowed his head and said yes, then left respectfully.

　　……

　　"Hey, did you hear that?"

　　"What did you hear?"

　　"The ninth prince of the Ming Dynasty established six gates, and at the Liu Zhengfeng Golden Basin Handwashing Conference in Hengyang City, he picked up the heroes of the martial arts, and brought all the Five Sacred Sword Sects under his command!"

　　"Where did you get the gossip, I heard that it is not the ninth prince who is powerful, but a mysterious great master under his command!"

　　"Yeah, the great master of kendo doesn't know the origin, but it is shocking to be able to destroy the Vajra Indestructible Magic of Master Kong Jian, the leader of the four Shaolin monks with one sword!"

　　"You people just look at the problem and don't think about it. If the ninth prince is an ordinary person, can such a master be willing to swear allegiance?"

　　"Hey - it seems reasonable for you to say that! But what kind of character is the ninth prince?"

　　"This... I don't know very well, I just heard that his appearance is as handsome as an immortal, and I don't know the rest!"

　　……

　　Inside the Daming Palace.

　　Emperor Ming sat in the study room to review the memorial.

　　Suddenly, a voice sounded in the shadows behind itself.

　　"Qi Ming Huang, the ninth prince has news!"

　　Emperor Ming stopped, turned his head and asked, "How?"

　　"The Ninth Prince shined in Hengyang City. Not only did he conquer all the Five Sacred Sword Sects at once, but also his sword broke Shaolin Kongjian's indestructible King Kong, and he became famous!"

　　With a slight smile on the corner of Emperor Ming's mouth, he said, "This kid, sure enough, didn't let me down!"

　　But he heard the shadow and said again: "It's just that Jianghu's rumored that the sword-wielding master under his command is suspected to be the commander of the original Jinyiwei, Lin Yuantu..."

　　Emperor Ming nodded lightly and said, "I see!"

　　"Emperor Ming, now all the rivers and lakes know that the Ninth Prince is surrounded by a great master. If he moves again next time, he will definitely be a stronger character. The servant is worried..."

　　Emperor Ming naturally knew the meaning of his words, shook his head and said: "You mean, Hao'er is lucky, Lin Yuantu just broke through to the realm of the great master to have this success; it won't be sure next time, right?"

　　"Slave dare not..."

　　The corners of Emperor Ming's mouth were raised, and he said indifferently: "Lin Yuantu has been in Beijing for thirty years, and his cultivation has not advanced an inch... Now, not long after entering the arena with Hao'er, he broke through to the great master!"

　　"Do you really think this is a coincidence?"

　　Hearing this, the shadow seemed to have thought of something, and said incredulously: "What do you mean, Emperor Ming?"

　　Ming Huang smiled and didn't explain, just said: "This little son, I have so many secrets on my body that I, a father, can't see through it at all!"

　　"But it's a good thing to be invisible..."

　　……

　　Hengyang City, in a restaurant.

　　A man with an evil face poured himself a drink.

　　Suddenly, a figure pushed in the door and stood behind him.

　　"Your Excellency Evil King, I think you need to give the prince an explanation!"

　　The man's movements were slightly stagnant, his brows were lightly raised, and his wrists shook like thunder.

　　Whoosh!

　　The wine glass in his hand was as fast as a giant, and he threw it violently.

　　Snapped!

　　"Um..." There was a muffled sound behind him, and then the smell of blood permeated.

　　The man then turned around, stood up, looked down at the figure crawling on the ground in front of him, and said indifferently, "I haven't asked you to settle the bill, how dare you come to me to explain it?"

　　"Why...why?" The man's words were difficult, and it was obvious that he was breathing more and less.

　　"In the information you gave me, you didn't say that there is a great master by his side!" Shi Zhixuan's voice became colder, and the killing intent filled him.

　　The figure on the ground was suddenly cold, and even the blood seemed to slow down.

　　"This is just an accident!" He said with difficulty: "Then when Lin Yuantu left the capital, he was only at the peak of innate cultivation, and the entire Yanjing knew it."

　　"I just don't know how to break through suddenly. It's definitely not the prince who deliberately deceived your Excellency!"

　　"Besides, it's not long before Lin Yuantu broke through to the great master, how can he stop you, Your Excellency?"

　　Hearing this, Shi Zhixuan smiled and said, "Really? Then... what about the other one?"

　　As soon as these words came out, the figure on the ground was stunned: "What other one?"

　　Shi Zhixuan squatted down, the corners of his mouth raised, and said, "Don't you know that there are two great masters of the Dao Profound Realm beside that Ninth Prince?"

　　"What?!" His eyes were full of horror.

　　A quarter of an hour later, Shi Zhixuan walked out of the restaurant slowly, and basked in the sun lazily for a while.

　　He threw away a piece of cloth that was still stained with blood, and left with a smile on his back.

　　He muttered in his mouth: "It's a very interesting little guy, I have to observe and observe..."

　　……

　　Shaolin.

　　Inside the Daxiong Palace.

　　All the eminent monks who have been hidden for many years gathered together.

　　Kong Jian is on the list and is telling everyone about this trip to Hengyang City.

　　Until the last sentence fell, the needle could be heard in the hall.

　　"What a ninth prince, so domineering, even more than the Ming emperor of the year!" An old monk with white beard and white eyebrows frowned.

　　"Uncle Xuancheng, although the words of the ninth prince are a bit mean, they are not unreasonable!" Kong Jian persuaded: "The rivers and lakes have been bloody and bloody for many years, if they can be ruled by law, it would be a good thing!"

　　"Senior nephew Kongjian, you are afraid that you have been brainwashed by the ninth prince of the imperial court!" Xuan Cheng said angrily, "What the imperial court says is better than what he does, and the ninth prince does not blink when he destroys the Qingcheng faction. He is a wicked man!"

　　"You believe him when he said he wants to return the peace of the rivers and lakes? I'm afraid that when the entire rivers and lakes fall into the hands of the imperial court, my Shaolin won't even be able to keep the legacy left by the ancestors!"

　　"Uncle Master..." Kong Jian was still about to persuade, but heard Xuan Cheng say: "No need to say more, I have made up my mind! Although my Buddhist sect is cherished by compassion, I still have Angry Eyes King Kong, and the means to subdue demons!"

　　"It's good that the imperial court doesn't provoke us. If they want to covet my Shaolin foundation, I must make them look good!".

Chapter 32

　　Hearing this, Fang Zheng and Kong Jian looked at each other.

　　After a while, he said, "Go and invite him in!"

　　After a while, a figure who was quite embarrassed and covered in blood staggered in with the help of the Shaolin monk.

　　As soon as he entered the hall, he hurriedly knelt down and cried, "Master Abbot, please do justice for us!"

　　Fang Zheng frowned, hurriedly stepped forward and sighed, "Donor, what are you doing, please get up!"

　　The man refused to get up, but kept crying: "The ninth prince of the imperial court is really deceiving people too much, forcing me to wait for the Five Mountains Sword Sect to surrender to the imperial court as a dog. My master refused to obey and was hacked to death by them... "

　　"It's not easy for me, I managed to escape from the clutches! Shaolin has always been the Big Dipper of Mount Tai in the martial arts. In this matter... only you can avenge my master and stand up for justice!"

　　Hearing this, Master Fang Zheng looked a little ugly: "Is this really the case?"

　　Immediately raised his head to look at Kong Jian, and said, "Uncle Shi, look at what I said, the ninth prince is ruthless and kills people without blinking his eyes. His words are really unbelievable!"

　　Kong saw his expression condensed, sighed softly, and did not speak.

　　He is clear in his mind that people are dying every day in the rivers and lakes, and it is impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong.

　　It's just that the person crying in front of him looks really miserable and weak... It seems that the Ninth Prince and his party are arrogant and domineering.

　　But this kind of thing is not said, it is meaningless to say it.

　　He couldn't even persuade contemporary abbots, let alone other reclusive monks with higher status.

　　Immediately, he announced a Buddha's name and quietly retreated.

　　Seeing this, Fang Zheng glanced at the Songshan Sect disciple who was crying miserably in front of him, his brows furrowed.

　　After a long time, he said: "Come on, go and invite Junior Brother Yuanzhen to come!"

　　……

　　Fuzhou City.

　　An important city in the west of Daming, it is also the ancient capital of the former dynasty.

　　After Daming established the country, he moved the capital to Yanjing, but it did not abandon it, and gradually became another commercial center of Daming.

　　The city of Fuzhou is prosperous, the people are well-fed and well-fed, and merchants and aristocratic families are everywhere.

　　Walking on the street, the faces of the people who came and went were filled with satisfied smiles, which made Zhu Hao, who had just seen a lot of bloody rivers and lakes, very unaccustomed.

　　"The prosperity and wealth of Fuzhou is no worse than that of Yanjing..." Zhu Hao said.

　　"It's still a bit different than Yanjing. After all, it's the capital of a country!" Lin Yuantu changed into ordinary clothes and said beside Zhu Hao.

　　"But the prosperity of Fuzhou City is also true. This is all thanks to Emperor Ming and Shengming. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, not only did they not suppress the ancient capital of the previous dynasties, but instead, they re-emphasized development and made full use of the advantages that Fuzhou City had accumulated in the past!"

　　"This is how a generation of famous capitals!"

　　Zhu Hao nodded when he heard the words, and suddenly asked, intentionally or unintentionally, "If this king remembers correctly, Commander Lin, you are also a native of Fuzhou?"

　　Lin Yuantu was slightly startled, he didn't remember when he told Zhu Hao about this.