The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Zhu Yuanzhang half-jokingly said: "Brother, brother, I wrote down what I said. In the future, when my brother speaks to you, you can't deny it."

Shen Wansan smiled lightly: "How dare you."

Zhu Yuanzhang got one hundred thousand taels of silver and was in a good mood. He exchanged cups with Shen Wansan and drank happily.

Shen Wansan was bold and bold by nature, and the small pot was not smooth enough, so he ordered someone to replace it with a wine jar.

In fact, over the years, Zhu Yuanzhang's city has grown deeper and deeper, he is good at calculations, and knows the truth of drinking, so he seldom gets drunk. This is the first time he has drunk so much tonight.

The two drank all the fine wine in the altar, the dishes were already cold, they were both drunk, they drank the maids and attendants, and began to talk with each other.

Zhu Yuanzhang put his arms around Shen Wansan's shoulders, and said drunkenly: "Brother Wansan, do you still remember the old fairy we met when we were young and playing in Xinglin one day?"

Hearing this, the drunken Shen Wansan seemed to wake up immediately, and nodded, "Of course I remember, how could I forget such a thing."

"Then do you remember this thing?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly, raised his hand to touch his waist, took a dagger, and put it on the wine table.

This dagger is about seven inches long, rust is visible, the blood groove has been worn away, obviously it has been kept for many years, and it is often polished.

When Shen Wansan saw the dagger, he nodded and smiled, "This is a treasure given to you by the old god. In the past so many years, I never thought you would still carry it with you all day long."

"Wait a minute, I'll show you something too."

After finishing speaking, Shen Wansan stood up, staggered into the inner hall, and when he returned soon, there was something extra in his hand.

This is a mud basin, no different from a washbasin, only slightly smaller, which seems unsurprising, but Shen Wansan is such a person, gold, silver and jewelry have long been commonplace, he is very solemn about this mud basin, and he thinks it is extraordinary.

Shen Wansan put the clay basin on the dining table and said, "This is a treasure given to me by the old god. I have always kept it at home and never showed it to outsiders."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and sighed: "That's right, the two treasures of the old god, one is this treasure knife, the other is this treasure basin. Later, I chose the treasure knife, and you chose the treasure basin."

Back then, when they were young, they were playing in the forest one day, and met a worldly expert.

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang's appearance was different from ordinary people and Shen Wansan's good temperament, the man was very surprised, so he sat under the apricot tree and summoned them who were still children.

"Son, what's your name?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "My name is Zhu Chongba."

Shen Wansan said, "My name is Shen Fu."

Shen Fu was Shen Wansan's childhood address, and it was only when he was older that he changed his name to Shen Wansan.

The man smiled all over his face and said to them: "I think you two are different, you will be rich and powerful in the future, and your achievements will be limitless."

After he said these words, he took out two treasures from his arms, one was a dagger and the other was a clay pot, and brought them in front of them, letting them choose by themselves.

The two children are ignorant of the world, so they make choices based on their preferences.

Zhu Yuanzhang chose a dagger.

Shen Wansan chose the treasure basin.

The man smiled slightly, stroked his beard and said, "This is the path you chose, don't regret it in the future."

"The old man is giving you a piece of advice, righteousness does not keep money, kindness does not command soldiers, you can do it yourself."

After speaking, he stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked into the depths of the apricot forest, and left in a hurry.

Although more than twenty years have passed since this childhood adventure, Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen Wansan still remember it vividly, as if it was yesterday.

Kindness does not hold the army!

Recalling this sentence, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a lot of emotion. He led the Mingjiao congregation and got acquainted with Guo Zixing. He happened to be in charge of soldiers and horses. If he wanted to gain a foothold in troubled times, he must not be soft-hearted.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Shen Wansan, and sighed: "The old gods said that we are destined to be rich and powerful, but now, Wansan, you have a lot of money and are happy. But I don't know when and what month it will be before you can get your wish. !"

Squeezing the dagger in his hand, Zhu Yuanzhang looked disappointed and felt unwilling.

Shen Wansan shook his head and smiled, and said, "Brother Zhu, what are you talking about? Isn't my Shen Wansan's money your money? Come on, let's continue drinking!"

Zhu Yuanzhang put down his dagger and said, "Good!"

The two exchanged cups again and drank heavily.

After drinking for a while, Shen Wansan put down his glass and said: "After I started my business, I searched everywhere for the whereabouts of the old fairy, but unfortunately there was no news. It's really hard to see the old fairy."

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed, put down his wine glass, looked at Shen Wansan, smiled mysteriously, and said: "The old god has no fixed place and travels all over the world. It is really difficult to find him. However, my Mingjiao followers are all over the world, so I Get some news."

"what?"

"Brother has news from the old fairy!"

Shen Wansan was taken aback, widened his eyes and said, "Quickly tell me and listen."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't give a damn, and immediately said: "It's Huang Tian who paid off. I asked people to search for more than ten years, and finally found the name of the old fairy. Who do you think is his name?"

Shen Wansan's eyes were full of curiosity, waiting for him to continue.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly, took a sip of wine, and said, "His surname is Liu Mingji, and his style name is Bowen. He is from Qingtian."

Shen Wansan shouted, "Liu Bowen!"

Liu Bowen is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, five elements and gossip, travels the world to save people, and his whereabouts are erratic. He is known as the number one strange man today. It was no small surprise.

Thinking of Liu Bowen's square scarf and beautiful beard when he was young, he guessed that he must be middle-aged, but now twenty years have passed, his appearance has changed a lot, and even if he meets him on the street, it is probably difficult to recognize him.

In the following time, they talked about Liu Bowen's aid to the world. Although it was a rumor that had spread widely, but because they were childhood seniors, they also talked about it with gusto.

Until later, talking about the uprising army sending troops to the Jianghu, forcing people from the Jianghu to join the army, even besieging martial arts sects, and brutally snatching the secret books, both Zhu and Chen frowned.

"Brother Wansan, it's getting late, so don't bother me, leave!"

"Since the eldest brother is leaving, I won't force it."

It was already the third watch time, and there was only leftovers left on the table. Shen Wansan tried to persuade Shen Wansan to stay several times, but Zhu Yuanzhang politely refused, and finally took his leave and left.

stomping on...

Chapter 080: A Prayer, Liu Futong's Person (1/4)

Emei lives in southern Xinjiang. After the beginning of spring in February, the ice and snow melted quickly, old trees sprouted twigs, and the mountains were covered with green grass, a vibrant scene of early spring.

shhhhhh...

The faint morning light shone on the martial arts training field, and Emei disciples stood in a square formation, practicing swordsmanship in an orderly manner, with sharp noises, and the scene was spectacular.

"Not bad!"

Standing in front of the sword array, Han Chen nodded with satisfaction.

He was dressed in white, with an empty square under his feet, and a fiery red sun behind him. His body was inlaid with a layer of gold, and his temperament was extraordinarily lofty and elegant.

In the past few days, Han Chen often came here to instruct his disciples on morning exercises in his spare time of cultivation.

His attainments in kendo are extremely high. Although he only spoke a few words, he pointed to the key points. His disciples benefited a lot. His swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds, and Emei's overall strength was greatly improved.

Especially the talented and intelligent Zhou Zhiruo, under Han Chen's guidance, broke through her cultivation in one fell swoop and stepped into the first level of Houtian, leaving Ding Minjun and Bei Jinyi far behind.

"Let's practice here today."

"Yes, Young Master!"

The disciples returned their swords to their sheaths and saluted Han Chen respectfully.

Han Chen turned around and left the training ground, and quickly returned to his meditation room.

The meditation room is quiet.

Han Chen sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes were slightly closed, and the acupoints all over his body were opened to absorb the aura of everything in the world.

The golden morning light cast on the window, leaving strange spots of light on the ground in front of Han Chen. As time went by, the spots of light moved slowly.

Han Chen, who was immersed in cultivation, seemed to have forgotten the time.

Two hours passed in a flash.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the realm of the Longevity Art has broken through, and the realm of Dacheng!"

Hearing the notification sound from the system, Han Chen, who had his eyes closed, raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't open his eyes. The smile quickly faded away, as if he had expected it, and then silently consolidated his realm.

In the meditation room, everything was quiet, only the spots of light on the ground were moving slowly, indicating the passage of time.

"call--"

It wasn't until evening that Han Chen let out a breath and slowly opened his eyes.

"Finally reached the Dacheng realm!"

After the realm was consolidated, he got up and stood by the window, looking at the sunset in the sky, Han Chen was smiling.

"After reaching the Dacheng state, the speed at which I can absorb spiritual energy has more than doubled!"

As we all know, the faster you absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the shorter the time it takes to break through your cultivation base.

To put it bluntly, after the Longevity Art reaches the Dacheng state, the time required for Han Chen to break through the cultivation base is directly shortened by half!

"According to my current speed, I believe it won't take long before I can reach the third level of innate."

Boom boom boom!

"Young Master, can I come in?"

Just as Han Chen was looking at the sunset, there was a knock on the door from behind, followed by Zhou Zhiruo's pleasant voice, reaching Han Chen's ears.

"Shouldn't she be practicing at this time?"

Han Chen was slightly taken aback, Zhiruo's sudden arrival must be something urgent.

"come in."

crunch...

The door of the room was gently pushed open, and a beautiful woman in neon clothes and feather clothes appeared in Han Chen's field of vision. She moved slightly, walked into the meditation room, and stood in front of Han Chen gracefully.

"Sect Master, a guest came up the mountain and said he wanted to see you, so he is waiting in the welcoming hall now. This is his invitation."

Zhou Zhiruo spoke softly and explained briefly.

Then, slowly raised a pair of jade hands, and presented a letter in front of Han Chen.

"guest?"

Han Chen raised his eyebrows, took the greeting card from Zhou Zhiruo, did not open it immediately, but looked (b) at Zhou Zhiruo, and asked, "Zhiruo, who is the person who wants to see me?"