Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　This is too ridiculous!

　　Too many people have doubts in their hearts, but they no longer sneer directly as before.

　　The credibility of Bai Xiaosheng's weapon spectrum is naturally not comparable to those rumors!

　　After a short silence, there was a wave of weapons readings in the rivers and lakes.

　　Almost everyone wants to know the reason why Zhu Hao can be listed as the first weapon in the weapon spectrum by Bai Xiaosheng.

　　Only after seeing the answer, they became more and more desperate!

　　I saw that the line was written: Tian Wenjian.The owner, Zhu Hao, the ninth prince of the Ming Dynasty, is unpredictable and unable to understand the root cause.

　　The swordsmanship attains the divine ability, has the sword-wielding supernatural ability, already is the immortal in the world.

　　Learn quite a lot, but everything is proficient.

　　The physical body is strong, and it is not under the Shaolin King Kong's indestructible body.

　　The feat of lightness is peerless, and it is still in the legend that a reed crossed the river.

　　However, these many exercises and martial arts are unprecedented in the arena, and they are suspected to be created by themselves.

　　If this is the case, his martial arts talent and attainments can be called heaven and man!

　　"This... we don't see fake weapons, right?"

　　"Don't deceive yourself, it really can't be more true!"

　　"It's unimaginable that the old man Tianji, who has been at the top of the weapons list for hundreds of years, is actually surpassed by a child!"

　　"Tsk tsk... I'm afraid the world is going to be in chaos!"

　　"The ninth prince of the imperial court has entered the list of weapons in the rivers and lakes, and has become the number one... mockery..."

　　"The court sent such a figure to suppress the rivers and lakes, it's a good plan! Let's go..."

　　"Brother, where is this going?"

　　"Where else can I go? Going back to the sect and preparing to submit to the court, if you don't take the initiative to submit now, do you wait for the ninth prince of the court to step on the mountain gate?"

　　"It makes sense... let's go together!"

　　……

　　After two days of repairs, the Fuwei Escort is basically the same as before.

　　Zhu Hao sat on the first seat in the lobby and looked at the list of weapons that Lin Yuantu had just presented.

　　After a brief glance, he put it aside.

　　"This... Ninth Prince, you don't seem very happy?" Lin Yuantu asked with a stiff smile on his face.

　　The rest of the people were also puzzled, and in their view, this was undoubtedly something to be happy about.

　　Zhu Hao pouted and said indifferently, "What's so happy about it, do you really think he has good intentions?"

　　Uh……

　　Hearing this, everyone froze for a moment.

　　"Old Man Tianji has practiced for more than [-] years, and now he has a high probability of entering the realm of land gods!"

　　"He brought down the old man Tianji with the name of this king. It seems that he gave this king enough face, but in fact he also brought this king to the forefront!"

　　"This is clearly drawing hatred for me!".

Chapter 43

　　Listening to Zhu Hao's words, the people around who were full of joy because Zhu Hao was on the list suddenly felt a chill.

　　Lin Yuantu asked hesitantly, "You mean... Bai Xiaosheng is deliberately flattering you?"

　　Zhu Hao nodded and said lightly: "This is not something that is incomprehensible!"

　　"This king's suppression of the rivers and lakes is just another way of living for others, but it is fatal to someone like Bai Xiaosheng who sells information for a living!"

　　"Jianghu is no longer free, and Bai Xiaosheng's status is no longer aloof!"

　　"There is an imperial court on top of the rivers and lakes. Those things in Bai Xiaosheng's mind can't be put outside if he wants to!"

　　Hearing this, the expressions of the people around him suddenly turned ugly.

　　"So, he deliberately put your name in front of the old man Tianji to provoke the old man Tianji to come to you?"

　　Zhu Hao shook his head and said: "If the old man of Tianji is so easy to get on, he is not the old man of Tianji!"

　　In the original book, although the old man Tianji is outstanding in martial arts, he is hidden in the city.

　　She walks the streets and alleys with her granddaughter and tells stories all day, just like a desolate old man.

　　Ordinary people can't see his origin at all.

　　Such a character has long seen through the prosperity of the world, and has long been tired of such things as fame and fortune.

　　Not to mention being pushed down by Zhu Hao, even if Bai Xiaosheng directly removed him from the weapon list, he would at most just laugh it off.

　　The only purpose of Bai Xiaosheng's move was to make all the people in Jianghu focus on Zhu Hao.

　　Let those hidden masters who didn't care about Zhu Hao notice him.

　　Let the news that was originally biased towards rumors tend to be true, which will naturally form a resistance.

　　How many legendary powerhouses have appeared in this big river and lake for thousands of years.

　　The mere weapon spectrum, how can there be room for all the masters.

　　In the final analysis, the title of the top weapon list is just something that can catch the eyes of those true peerless masters!

　　In the end, Bai Xiaosheng didn't know what Zhu Hao's strength was.

　　But after that night's battle, Zhu Hao, the ninth prince of Ming Dynasty, who aimed to suppress the rivers and lakes, has already begun to make some people feel uneasy.

　　"This Bai Xiaosheng is so insidious?" Lin Yuantu said bitterly.

　　"It's a pity that Bai Xiaosheng is always mysterious, and we can't find his deity and let him modify this weapon spectrum!" Yue Buqun frowned and said.

　　Zhu Hao smiled and said: "That's not necessary!"

　　"Bai Xiaosheng has no good intentions in this ranking, but he has also helped this king a lot!"

　　Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, very puzzled.

　　But at this moment, a respectful voice came from outside the door: "Report to the ninth prince, many people from all corners of the world have come to visit, claiming to be loyal to the ninth prince and submit to the imperial court!"

　　Everyone immediately understood and smiled at each other.

　　……

　　Shaoshi Mountain.

　　Shaolin Temple, as the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, is not a matter of a year or two.

　　In addition, it is a place for Buddhist preaching, and there are not a few believers developed over the years.

　　On a sunny day like this, there is an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going.

　　Inside the quaint Daxiong Hall, the incense lingers, the white part, the solemn bell, really looks like a Buddhist holy place.

　　But what most pilgrims don't know is that the Buddha they worship is only an external appearance to the world in this Shaolin Temple.

　　The mountain behind Shaoshi Mountain is the foundation of this thousand-year-old temple.

　　At this moment, the back mountain is above a lush forest.

　　A figure covered in blood was stepping on the top of the forest and moving forward rapidly.

　　His clothes were tattered, and wounds continued all over his body.

　　The wounds were festering and festering, most of them were scratches and abrasions, as if they had been scratched by some fierce beast with claws.

　　Only he knows what he has experienced in the past two days.

　　"Hmm..." Suddenly, his complexion changed, and the color of fear in his pupils emerged like a tide.

　　coming!

　　That feeling is back!

　　Swish!

　　His internal strength suddenly stagnated, and the whole person fell from a height, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

　　He just hurriedly found an old tree, took off his shirt, and rubbed his naked upper body frantically.

　　"Itching - itching to death!"

　　Its strength and speed are so great that even the bark of this old tree was rubbed off.

　　After a quarter of an hour, everything calmed down.

　　He had long since been fished out of a bloody dye vat.

　　He was panting heavily, leaning against the tree trunk and staring blankly.

　　Feeling the ubiquitous pain all over his body, he couldn't help clenching his fists tightly.

　　"The ninth prince of the Ming Dynasty... One day, I will make you regret letting me go!" He cursed bitterly, struggling to get up again.

　　Condensed True Qi and performed Qinggong, crossed the vast forest, and finally came to the familiar mountain gate.

　　"Senior Brother Fang Zheng, save me!" He seemed to have seen the savior, and there was even a bit of crying in his tone.

　　The contemporary Shaolin abbot, Fangzheng, is one of the few eminent Buddhist monks who have cultivated the Sutra of Yi Jin to the end.

　　Fang Zheng raised his brows when he heard the voice, and quickly walked out of the temple.

　　Seeing him like this, he was shocked.

　　It was not easy to recognize who he was, and he stepped forward and asked, "Junior Brother Yuanzhen, what's the matter with you?"

　　Cheng Kun heard the words, and was in a hurry to explain everything that happened in Fuzhou City to Fang Zheng.

　　"Amitabha, Junior Brother Yuanzhen, your behavior is too reckless!"