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Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen was about to speak when he suddenly stopped, looked outside the formation, and waved his long sleeves.

"buzz"

A bright light flashed, and suddenly, a picture appeared.

It was seen that Zhao Yuanzuo, the eldest son of Emperor Taizong of Song, flew dozens of miles away and then secretly turned back.

He also concealed his breath and transformed himself into a bird that looked like it could be seen anywhere.

Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian laughed out loud and said:
"Emperor Xianzong, how about we make a bet? Let's see how many times this eldest son of Emperor Taizong of Song can come in and out?"

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen recalled what Zhao Yuanzuo had just done and said:

"As the old saying goes, things never happen more than three times. This trip should be his last, right?"

Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youtang, stood calmly at the edge of the formation, staring at the bird that flew stealthily towards him, and said:
"Father, Yu Jian, I bet he'll do it again!"

If you say Zhao Yuanzuo is stupid, he knows how to feint and sneak back. If you say he is smart...he is not that smart.

Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian stretched out five fingers and said:
"My grandson thought that he would have to go back twice."

Subsequently.

Under the gaze of the three people, the bird transformed by Zhao Yuanzuo, the eldest son of Emperor Taizong of Song, flew around Yashan several times and then left.

After a while.

A snow-white fish swam to the vicinity of Yashan.

Another moment passed.

A seemingly simple small boat, which could be seen everywhere in the Song Dynasty, swam over.

Sitting on it is an old man fishing.

After the old man left on the boat, the faces of both Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Jianshen and Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Youtang, who had lost the bet, were very unhappy.

Only Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, laughed out loud and said:
"It's the fifth time. I have to thank the two ancestors for showing mercy. This time, my grandson wins..."

However, before he finished speaking, the voice of Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian suddenly stopped.

In contrast, the expressions of Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen and Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang, father and son, turned from gloomy to joyful:
"Haha... Youjian, you underestimated the enemy. This is the sixth time!"

"That's right. You need more training for your eagerness for quick success."

Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian looked at the leaf that was blown by the strong wind and fell into silence.

He scratched his hair and complained:

"No, is Zhao Yuanzuo sick?"

"If it's not found, it's not found. Why are you so inconsistent?"

Subsequently.

The three of them just stared at the leaf in complete speechlessness as it fluttered in the wind and circled around the cliff several times.

Finally, it landed on the top of Yashan Mountain, on the stone statue of Emperor Shao of Song, and remained motionless.

Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang's eyes lit up and he said:

"Father, Youjian, we are free anyway, why don't we tease Zhao Yuanzuo?"

Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian was also very dissatisfied with Zhao Yuanzuo who was tossing people back and forth, and said:

"How to say?"

"What if we go too far and affect His Royal Highness Prince Yan?"

Since Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang dared to propose this strategy, he already had a perfect plan in mind and said excitedly:
"I have observed His Majesty Xingzong cultivating the power of destiny alone, and have gained a lot of insights. I have also learned a little bit of the secret technique of observing destiny!"

"With just a little trick, Zhao Yuanzuo will be in for a series of bad luck!"

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen frowned and said:
"Secret art of destiny? Show me a few of them."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youtang, made a spell with his hands.

"buzz"

In an instant, everything in the world changed in the eyes of Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang!
Above the heads of all living beings, a light representing their own luck appears.

For example, Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian, Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen, and Yan Wang Zhu Di were shining brightly with a faint sound of dragons. For ordinary people, the light was slightly dim.

Among them, the most eye-catching is the red mixed with a ray of golden light.

next second.

Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang stretched out his hand, grabbed all the bad luck of the people living around Yashan, and threw it towards Zhao Yuanzuo.

……

The summit of Yashan.

Zhao Yuanzuo, the eldest son of Emperor Taizong of Song, turned into a leaf and sat on top of the stone statue of Emperor Shao of Song, Zhao Bing, sensing his surroundings.

At the same time, he secretly used his divine thoughts to communicate with his uncle:

"Uncle San, I have searched back and forth several times, and this place is obviously normal. Could it be that Father sensed it wrongly?"

"What? The enemy is hiding? How is that possible? The last few times I sneaked in quietly."

"It is to make the hidden enemy underestimate the enemy. Could it be that there is no enemy at all?"

"Alas, the Song Dynasty is in a time of great trouble. Just now, Gou'er caught some sneaking thieves. I wonder how many more thieves will take advantage of the situation to rob people."

"Uncle San, why don't we go somewhere else..."

Sudden.

The leaf that Zhao Yuanzuo turned into shook slightly.

In an instant, the magic power that was originally functioning normally went wrong.

next second.

A man wearing a dragon robe and a jade belt appeared above the stone statue of Emperor Shao of Song.

"Click"

Before Zhao Yuanzuo could react to what was happening, he heard a slight sound from the stone statue below.

Immediately.

The stone statue of Emperor Shao of Song turned into a pile of rubble, and Zhao Yuanzuo was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground.

After stabilizing himself, he looked at the pile of rubble in front of him, touched the back of his head awkwardly, and said in his mind:
"Uncle San... do you think that if I break the statue of the young emperor, will he bear a grudge against me?"

"I heard that the three dynasties' generals under the young emperor only follow his orders. If they want to retaliate against me for this matter..."

"Hey, maybe I practiced too late last night, and something went wrong with my magic power just now, so I accidentally broke the stone statue of the young emperor."

"Forget it, I'll go find you. Everything is calm here. Father must have misjudged it."

Subsequently.

Zhao Yuanzuo transformed into a three-legged golden crow and was about to spread his wings and fly high.

His claws were suddenly tripped by gravel, and he fell to the ground in a dreadful manner, rolling all the way down from the top of the cliff.

……

In the formation.

Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, was amused by Zhao Yuanzuo's series of "performances" and said:
"Emperor Xiaozong, it seems that your secret technique of luck is indeed extremely mysterious."

“Even Zhao Yuanzuo, who is in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, didn’t notice the slightest bit of weirdness.”

"If you practice to a high level, will you cause living beings to go insane and die?"

Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang spread his hands and said:
"I would like to do that, but unfortunately, I can't cultivate to that level."

"I just want to let the bad luck of tens of thousands of people for a few months be concentrated on Zhao Yuanzuo alone."

"It was beyond my expectation that this effect could be achieved."

Just as the three of them were chatting and laughing, the temperature around them suddenly rose a lot!
Ming Sizong, who had the weakest cultivation, was the first to feel it. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned his head and said:
"Your Highness, Prince Yan, your flame is really powerful. It's so hot..."

When he saw the situation behind him, Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian's pupils shrank and he felt unwell.

(End of this chapter)