Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

"Why..." Jiang Jiuli was almost out of breath, asking with the last bit of his life's strength.

"We can obviously cooperate... You are powerful, I know where the boundary gate is, why do you want to go against me..."

Lin Fei chuckled and shook his head, looking at the strongest opponent he had ever met: "Don't you know where you lost yet?"

"Where..." Jiang Jiuli's pupils began to dilate.

Lin Fei said: "You are wrong, you shouldn't have thought about the Great Qin Dragon Vein!"

"What's wrong with the Great Qin Dragon Vein... Is it worth your desperate efforts?"

Lin Fei said lightly: "The dragon vein I mentioned is not the dragon vein that you think can help you improve your cultivation, but the ancestor dragon of my China!"

"Ancestor... Ancestral dragon?" Jiang Jiuli was getting weaker and weaker.

Lin Fei nodded and sighed to himself: "China has stood tall in the world for more than 5,000 years. Other ancient countries of the same period either perished and left only a name, or had a cultural and ethnic gap and were replaced by foreign civilizations.

Only China's civilization is endless and continuous. Of course, this is due to the Chinese people's tenacity, diligence and bravery, but the biggest reason is China's ancestor Qin Shihuang!

Some people in later generations said that he was cruel, and some said that he was warlike, levied heavy taxes and oppressed the people, but no one said that he was stupid. Since then, China has unified its writing and wheels, and its cohesion is unprecedentedly strong. Everyone is proud of being a Chinese citizen.

Including me... an ordinary person."

"You... what are you talking about..." Jiang Jiuli felt that Lin Fei was insulting him, but he had no evidence for the time being.

"Huh..."

Lin Fei felt much more comfortable after speaking his mind to an insignificant dying person.

"You don't need to know, just go on your way!"

Lin Fei casually pierced Jiang Jiuli's forehead with a sword, and completely destroyed his life.

Shi Feixuan on the side spoke up: "Young Master, what you said just now, not only Jiang Jiuli doesn't understand, I don't understand it either..."

Lin Fei smiled and said softly: "You will know later."

Shi Feixuan curled her lips: "Young Master is so mysterious."

"Mysterious men are more attractive."

"But Young Master is already very attractive now."

"I like to hear this, I will say more in the future."

"Vincent..."

Lin Fei squatted down and fumbled on Jiang Jiuli's body.

A delicate wooden brocade box appeared in his hand.

"Young Master, what is this?"

Lin Fei said: "What Jiang Jiuli treasured so closely must not be ordinary things."

He opened the brocade box, and there was a golden lotus seed and a tattered map inside.

"This is... Buddha Lotus Bodhi Seed." Lin Fei's eyes lit up.

He had master-level alchemy skills, so of course he knew what this thing was.

Not only did he recognize it, he also knew what kind of elixir it could be made into.

Relic Pill!

Yes, that's the name.

It's only one letter different from Relics.

As we all know, Relics are the remains of the Buddha after his death.

Relic Pill retains all the effects of Buddha's Relics, but does not need to look for the Buddha's remains.

It is truly pure and natural without pollution.

Then, Lin Fei opened the tattered map.

The map clearly showed the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and a red skull was prominently marked on it...

"This is..."

Shi Feixuan asked.

"It's a big deal. We have to go back to Yunlai Town in advance to prepare."

"Is it that serious?"

"Well..."

"Then here..."

"The First Emperor and the people of Yinyang Pavilion are not as weak as you think."

"Okay..."

...

The capital of the Ming Dynasty.

Thanks to the cooperation of the insiders in the capital, the tall and solid city walls collapsed without attack, and the army of Prince Zhu Youjian marched straight into the Ming Dynasty Palace.

However, this place has long been in a mess, with nothing left.

Only some old, weak, sick and disabled palace maids and eunuchs are left.

Zhu Youjian said: "Search everywhere and make sure to find Zhu Wusi's trace!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

After everyone dispersed, Huang Shang said with a worried look on his face: "Your Highness, I'm afraid something is wrong now."

"What's wrong?"

Huang Shang said: "I have been dormant in the Daming Palace for a hundred years, and I know every corner of the palace. This Daming Palace is not as simple as you think."

"What do you mean?"

Huang Shang sighed and said: "It is said that ten thousand years ago, the location of this Daming Palace was the entrance to the netherworld."

"The netherworld?" Zhu Youjian widened his eyes and said in disbelief.

Huang Shang nodded, walked towards the inner courtyard of the deep palace, and motioned Zhu Youjian to follow.

After a while, the two came to the alley behind the cold palace.

This is the oldThe last place where the palace maids and eunuchs lived was dirty and smelly.

There was garbage and turbid sewage everywhere.

At the end of the road, a chilly breath could be vaguely felt.

A man in a yellow robe turned his back to Zhu Youjian, dragging a three-foot sword on the ground, with blood dripping from the tip of the sword.

There was a dry well in front of him, and I didn't know if he wanted to jump into the well or do something else.

"Uncle, we finally meet." Zhu Youjian said in a deep voice.

"Do you think you have won?" Zhu Wushi's voice seemed to have aged several years.

"The emperor's uncle is a respectable man, he shouldn't be shameless, right? You just surrender quickly, I will only deal with you, and won't hurt your family's lives."

"Hahaha!" Zhu Wusi laughed up to the sky, "When did I, the Iron-hearted Divine Marquis, fall to the point of asking the younger generation to do me a favor?"

He turned around and pointed the tip of his sword at Zhu Youjian: "My good nephew, although you have won the Ming Dynasty, the lifeline of the Jiuzhou Continent is in my hands!"

"What did you say?" Zhu Youjian's eyes widened.

"Prince, be careful, something is wrong here, let's go!" Huang Shang felt his hair stand on end, and an indescribable sense of crisis arose.

"What can't I, Zhu Wusi, get, no one in the world can get!"

Zhu Wusi laughed wildly up to the sky, and stabbed his throat with a sword.

Blood gushed out like a spring, dyeing the entire dry well red.

It was as if a dark eye rose from the well, and the wind howled like a ghost!

"Prince, let's go!"

Huang Shang pulled Zhu Youjian and fled from the cold palace in a moment.