Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　Lin Yuantu came back to his senses immediately, walked up to him, and handed a letter.

　　"There is news from Shaolin. As expected, the ninth prince, even if the bald donkeys suffered heavy losses, they did not dare to directly oppose the imperial court and chose to remain silent!"

　　Lin Yuantu said, looking at Zhu Hao with a bit of awe in his eyes.

　　It was only not long ago that he knew that Zhu Hao had left Yuanzhen behind when he let go.

　　Fuzhou City is more than a thousand miles away from Shaolin, but Zhu Hao was able to be separated by such a long distance, causing such a bloody storm in the Shaolin Temple.

　　Such a means, if not the sword fairy of the world, who can do it?

　　Zhu Hao heard the words, his face was indifferent: "It's not a matter of a day or two to make Shaolin Temple famous, let them show off their prestige and pretend to be unpredictable in front of Jianghu people. If they really want to fight against the imperial court, they don't have the courage!"

　　Lin Yuantu asked curiously: "So, those Shaolin disciples will really quit the Shaolin Temple as you said?"

　　Zhu Hao sneered and shook his head: "How is it possible that they will not compete directly with the imperial court, but they will not easily give up the foundation that has been passed down for so many years."

　　"The most important reason is that they stay in the Shaolin Temple, they are eminent monks, and they are admired by countless believers once they show up occasionally."

　　"But if they leave Shaolin, they will be a group of lonely ghosts. All the prestige they have accumulated in the past is gone, and they don't have the courage to reveal their past identities in front of others."

　　"But if they are so silent, they are not afraid of Shaolin Temple's shame?" Lin Yuantu asked inexplicably.

　　"Losing the face of the Shaolin Temple is two different things from losing their face!" Zhu Hao said lightly: "The Shaolin Temple has been inherited for so many years, and the face has long been thick like a city wall. They hide in the deepest part, how can they care about the wear and tear on the outside of the city wall? "

　　After all, those so-called eminent monks in Shaolin Temple were still afraid.

　　If an ordinary thief in the rivers and lakes went to Shaoshi Mountain to say something about destroying Shaolin, I am afraid that there is no need for those eminent monks to take action, and the Shaolin monks alone will make him unable to eat.

　　But now Zhu Hao's sword intent caused heavy damage to the Shaolin Temple, which made those eminent monks begin to doubt whether their strength could really fight against the imperial court.

　　A little-known ninth prince, the martial arts that can be suppressed began to feel breathless.

　　Will there be more unknown mysterious powerhouses in the court?

　　They don't know, but they don't dare to gamble!

　　Once the bet is lost, it is doomed.

　　"After that month, do I really want to kill Shaolin?" Lin Yuantu asked.

　　Zhu Hao said: "Let them be honest for a while, and then go and settle the accounts with them after this king has finished all the things in his hands!"

　　Then he asked: "All those people in the arena who came to surrender, are all settled?"

　　Hearing this, Lin Yuantu immediately regained his spirit and said, "Yes, according to your instructions, all those with a cultivation level above the first rank and those with outstanding qualities that are worth cultivating should be kept, and the rest will be sent back to build six Door stronghold!"

　　Then he handed over a roster and said, "The specifics are all here!"

　　Zhu Hao took it and looked over it.

　　"The Haisha Gang, the Funiu School, the Green Bamboo Gang... There are a total of twelve sects!"

　　"Nine masters of the innate realm, thirty-six of the first rank..."

　　In fact, Zhu Hao still knows a little about the general situation of the Jianghu sect who surrendered this time.

　　Because the achievement point of the system reward has already arrived.

　　Half of them belong to the intermediate sect in the systematic evaluation, and the rest are small sects, and the top masters in the sect are only one rank.

　　A total of more than [-] achievement points have been brought to Zhu Hao, which have not been used yet.

　　Although the strength of this group of people is not high, for Zhu Hao, there is actually no shortage of top experts around him.

　　In fact, Zhu Hao is confident that he can stand in an invincible position without the gods on the land.

　　So Zhu Hao didn't dislike their low cultivation, the masters used the skills of the masters, and the weak played the role of the weak.

　　At least there are a lot of them, and most of them are among the three religions and nine streams, which can provide considerable help for the composition of the six-door intelligence agency.

　　But for now, there are still fewer people!

　　"Not enough people!" Zhu Hao said lightly.

　　Lin Yuantu raised his brows and asked, "Ninth Prince, what do you mean?"

　　"Spread out all the intelligence networks in our hands at present. Before sunset today, I want to know the distribution of all the rivers and lakes within a hundred miles of Fuzhou City!"

　　Hearing this, Lin Yuantu immediately bowed his head and said, "Yes!"

　　When the words fell, he turned and left in a hurry.

　　The courtyard fell into silence again, with only Zhu Hao alone.

　　He sat down again and continued to immerse himself in the sound of the piano.

　　……

　　Soon, it was dusk.

　　Lin Yuantu hurriedly walked into the yard, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

　　Looking rather tired.

　　However, with a smile on his face, he handed over a stack of papers and said, "Report to the ninth prince, all the sects of Jianghu within a hundred miles are here!"

　　Zhu Hao Qinyin stopped and glanced at the paper, but did not take it to check.

　　Indifferently said: "You have been in command of Jinyiwei for many years, and you should be able to do these things with ease, why are you so embarrassed?"

　　Lin Yuantu was slightly startled, and then said apologetically, "The subordinates in the imperial court are different from those who are used to it casually in the rivers and lakes, and it will take some time to get used to it."

　　Zhu Hao nodded and said again: "Call the disciples of Jiange, let's go!"

　　Lin Yuantu wondered, "Let's go, where are we going?"

　　Zhu Hao glanced at him and said, "What do you think this king asked you to collect the positions of these Jianghu sects?"

　　Lin Yuantu immediately understood and said, "My subordinates will go now!"

　　He turned around and walked to the entrance of the courtyard, but heard a long voice behind him: "Before dawn tomorrow, I want to see a new roster of members of Six Gates!"

　　Lin Yuantu's body trembled, and he hurriedly turned around and bowed, "I will live up to the expectations of the Ninth Prince!"

　　……

　　On a barren hill, the bonfire is bright.

　　This is a cottage named Feiyun, which is actually a group of martial arts people doing robbery business.

　　He robbed a caravan during the day, and now is the time to celebrate.

　　But at this moment, the night wind whistled, and the mountains and forests suddenly became much quieter.

　　"What's the matter?" The head of the family frowned, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, who had been licking blood with the tip of his knife all the year round.

　　Swish!

　　When he turned around, he suddenly found more than two dozen dark shadows silently appearing around them.

　　The blade of the sword in his hand reflects the snow-white light, which is chilling in the heart.

　　"Who are you?" The big boss was startled.

　　"Under the ninth prince of the Ming Dynasty, there are six doors!" A dark figure walked out slowly, and his body was full of infuriating energy.

　　Innate Realm!

　　The big boss's pupils shrank, and the original idea of ​​resistance in his heart was instantly dispelled.

　　"Wait for Feiyun Village, surrender, or perish? Choose for yourself!".

Chapter 46

　　Night, quiet as water.

　　It's just that no one knows what kind of murderous intention is hidden under this extremely quiet night.

　　"Who are you?"

　　"Under the ninth prince of the Ming Dynasty, there are six doors!"

　　"Six doors? What are you going to do?"

　　"Wait for the Golden Sword Gate, surrender or perish? Choose for yourself!"

　　"With such a big tone, the imperial court can be so domineering..."

　　"kill!"

　　what--

　　……

　　clank!

　　In the courtyard, Zhu Hao was still playing the piano.

　　In the past, he always didn't know what to use to pass the time when he had nothing to do.

　　He has a system in his practice, and he is too lazy to sit cross-legged to practice the exercises, and he is still faster than the rest of the world.

　　The trivial things in the six doors are also done by the people under their hands.

　　So he used to drink tea in the past, but drinking too much was not interesting.

　　But he now finds that he is very interested in playing the piano.

　　This Miaomiao piano sound can substitute him into an ethereal state of mind.

　　He enjoyed the feeling.

　　【Ding!Congratulations on conquering Lianyunzhai (low-level), rewarded with 15000 achievement points! 】

　　【Ding!Congratulations……】

　　The system prompt beeping in his ears has not stopped since nightfall.

　　The whole people in Daming practice martial arts, even if they are children of ordinary families, they have also practiced some boxing and internal breathing when they are young.

　　This has also led to the prosperity of today's Daming rivers and lakes, which can be called wild flowers blooming everywhere.

　　Fuzhou City is very prosperous, and naturally attracts a large number of large and small gang forces to attach to the vicinity.