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Chapter 384: Warring States Lance, Back to the Forbidden City
"My name is Lance, and I am... barely an adventurer."

The green-robed warrior yawned, looking lazy: "Because I got into some trouble outside, I'm planning to take my slaves to Japan to relax. Well, take a hot spring bath and collect some shells."

"Collecting shells?"

"Yes, shells are the most beautiful things in the world. Just thinking about it makes me full of energy."

"If you like, I can let Xilu take you on board to see my collection."

Lance showed a comfortable smile on his face: "However, I will never lend or give shells to anyone, even to beautiful women."

"Master...Master..."

The pink-haired girl named Xilu seemed a little scared: "This is the honorable Lord Demigod."

Influenced by Ao Xue's spirit, Xilu had no idea about Ao Xue's appearance.

But even if he had no idea, at least he knew that the other party was a sub-god who appeared in the form of a girl.

"I know she is a lesser god. But even if she is the God of Creation, the most she can do is take away my shell!"

Lance said viciously: "I will not give it to him on my own initiative."

Xilu: “…”

"Is this the shell you are talking about?"

Ao Xue was silent for a moment and pointed to the scallops that could be seen everywhere on the beach.

"Of course it's a shell, but it looks so ordinary."

Lance showed his shark-like fangs: "I only like beautiful and cute shells and women."

"I'm not interested in shells, so I won't go to see them..."

Ao Xue found out that they were really talking about shells, and was a little speechless: "The catastrophe is coming, and both the Central Plains and Japan will be in turmoil. If you just want to soak in the hot springs and pick up shells, you might as well go to another place."

"Hahaha! A chaotic world is our adventurer's paradise."

"Besides, I've seen a lot of messed up things, and I've encountered a lot of demons and devils. It's nothing big."

Lance showed a cynical smile: "Although I can't beat you at the moment, maybe I am the real savior."

"Although I don't think it's your turn to be the savior, it's good that you're so motivated."

Aoxue nodded: "Then go ahead, I wish you good luck! If I need your help in the future, I will give you some beautiful shells as a reward."

"Hahaha! What an interesting god! To show my sincerity, I will give you a message for free."

"We encountered a large group of ronin on the road a few days ago, led by a samurai named 'Ze Wu Shen'."

"This guy is ugly and has a lot of bad luck. He probably came to your Central Plains because he couldn't make it in Japan."

Lance stretched and said, "This guy likes to brag. He told me that he wants to go to the Central Plains to kill your emperor and he also wants to recruit me."

"No God?"

Nie Feng's expression changed slightly: "Are you talking about the leader of the Dongying Wushen Jue Palace? He came alone?"

"Well, it seems that he is indeed a leader of some kind, but I can't remember clearly."

Lance thought for a moment and said, "He brought at least 700 to 800 men with him. There seem to be a few very powerful ones among them. But they are all boring men. I am too lazy to get to know them."

"So, Jue Wushen's team has already entered the Central Plains?"

Nie Feng frowned and asked, "Why didn't you stop him?"

"I am not a Han Chinese, and your emperor is not a beauty. If she dies, she dies. What does it have to do with me?"

Lance yawned: "If I want to get involved in everything, wouldn't I be more disgusting than you?"

Nie Feng: "..."

"You're right. This matter really has nothing to do with you."

Ao Xue nodded: "Thank you for telling me, I won't delay your hot spring bath."

"Hahaha! If only other gods could be as good-tempered as you, this world would be a wonderful place."

Lance reached out and picked up the package beside him. "Okay, I'm going to Japan for vacation. In return for your good temper, I will seriously buy shells even if they don't suit my taste."

"You guys should survive first."

"Hahaha! I'm a complete villain. I'm sure I'll live a good life."

Lance grinned and walked forward with a swagger: "Xilu, let's go, follow me."

"Ah? Ok, ok! Your Excellency, see you later."

Xilu bowed to Aoxue somewhat uneasily, then left with Lance.

"Lance? This person seems to be hiding a lot of secrets. He shouldn't be so unknown. But why haven't I heard Brother Lin mention this person?"

"Forget it, I'll ask Brother Lin and Xiaoqing when I see them..."

Ao Xue couldn't figure it out for a moment, so she didn't think too much about it: "Nie Feng, why are you and Dahuo... uh, you and Huo Qilin here."

"When I went to Lingyun Cave to pay homage to my father, I happened to encounter this Fire Kirin."

"At that time, Brother Qilin gave me a few blood bodhisattvas, and then dragged me to this deserted island, letting me practice in the waves..."

"I had something important to do, but Brother Qilin was too... too enthusiastic, so I had no choice but to obey."

"It took me two months to fully absorb the blood bodhi. I felt that my martial arts had greatly improved and I could barely fight with Brother Qilin. When I was preparing to return to the Central Plains with Brother Qilin, I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. Sigh..."

Nie Feng was somewhat helpless: "I am a junior with low strength and I like to meddle in other people's affairs. I am sorry to make you laugh."

"I see……"

Ao Xue glanced at Huo Qilin and said, "Brother Lin just casually told some stories about the martial arts world. You are quite capable. You even know how to imitate him."

"hold head high!"

The Fire Kirin raised his head happily with a proud look on his face.

"You can't understand good or bad words, you are such a stupid unicorn..."

Ao Xue sighed: "Where's the little phoenix?"

"Woo!"

Huo Qilin thought for a long time and shook his head in confusion.

"Forget it. A hundred years have passed and things have changed. It's great that you're still alive. I'll figure out the rest myself."

Ao Xue patted the Fire Kirin and looked at Nie Feng: "I am Ao Xue. I once used the pseudonym Bai Suzhen to follow Master Lin and Immortal Qing Jian to quell the rebellion of Prince Ning."

"It turns out to be Senior Demon Lord!"

Nie Feng let out a breath and bowed solemnly: "Senior, you once joined forces with Master Lin to turn the tide. Your chivalrous spirit is well-known throughout the world. I admire you deeply."

"...Now that the great catastrophe of the millennium is approaching, what happened back then is nothing compared to it, so there is no need to say more."

Ao Xue felt a little uncomfortable when she heard the title of "Senior". She frowned and said, "I came here today to look for my old friend. Now that he is well, I have other things to do. So I'll leave now."

"Pfft!"

The Fire Kirin snorted with great pride, restrained its blazing flames, and happily came to Ao Xue, wagged its tail, and knelt on its front legs.

"What are you doing?"

Ao Xue's heart moved, and she smiled and said, "Do you want to carry me to the Central Plains to find them?"

"Roar!"

The Fire Kirin was very happy and shook his head and nodded repeatedly.

"Is that so? Thank you very much."

Ao Xue sat on the Qilin's back with confidence and said, "Nie Feng, I will go to meet Master Lin and the others to discuss the matter of the Great Tribulation. I will take my leave now."

"I have also heard the clay Buddha say that the great catastrophe of the millennium is the catastrophe of China, and all of us descendants of Yan and Huang will be involved in it."

Nie Feng clasped his fists and said, "Although my martial arts skills are low, I will do my best to help, even if I die, I will have no regrets."

"You have good talent, but your martial arts skills are really not that good."

"Well, the Kamikaze Kick itself is not a very powerful martial art. Xiongba likes to hold back when faced with a situation, so he keeps his powerful moves hidden."

"This Fire Kirin is too stubborn and doesn't know how to adapt. You are a Wind Fate, and your martial arts require freedom and ease. But it insisted on dragging you into the sea to practice martial arts, which is really a waste of time and effort."

Ao Xue thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll give you an opportunity. If you can grasp it, you'll be able to compete with the heroes of the world in a few years."

"…Please speak, Senior."

Nie Feng smiled bitterly and bowed when he heard this.

"There is a wooden man alley in Shaolin Temple. Did you know that?"

"I heard that there is a rule in Shaolin that if one does not master the skills and dares to leave the mountain, he must enter the Wooden Man Lane."

"If you can get out of Wooden Man Alley safely, you can leave Shaolin."

"But for some reason, over the past thousands of years, I have never seen a disciple dare to break the law and escape from the Wooden Man Alley."

Nie Feng frowned and said, "Therefore, this rule is meaningless."

"The rules have always been there. But the twenty-two wooden men in Wooden Man Alley actually contain a set of powerful martial arts."

"This martial art is the 'Yuanji Maha Wuliang' of the ancient ancestor Bodhidharma. It is formless, impermanent, and infinite. Even if an ordinary person practices hard for a lifetime, he may not be able to even get a glimpse of it."

Ao Xue said calmly: "So, it's not that the Shaolin disciples are unwilling to go down the mountain from the Wooden Man Lane, it's just that they don't have the ability to do so."

When the Immortal God was young, he studied under Shaolin.

Within a few years, he had mastered all kinds of unique skills, becoming the number one master of Shaolin and one of the strongest men in the world.

Afterwards, the tall immortal god entered the Wooden Man Alley with full confidence, intending to become the first Shaolin disciple in history to break out of the Wooden Man Alley.

Then, he only lasted half a cycle before being beaten to death by the group of wooden men...

However, the Immortal God was indeed a genius, and based on this he came up with a weakened version of "Tianji Mahamudra", which led to subsequent events.

"So there is such a secret..." "Maha Wuliang is the power of wind and cloud. Wind has no form and cloud is impermanent. Logically speaking, you and Bu Jingyun are the most suitable."

"At the beginning, Master Lin told the Shaolin abbot that a hundred years later, he would give you and Bu Jingyun a chance to enter the Woodman Lane to comprehend the martial arts."

Ao Xue pondered and said, "It will take at most two and a half years for the Great Tribulation to begin. By then, it will depend on how much you two can understand."

Ao Xue integrated the power of the extremes of heaven and earth and comprehended the Yuan-level Maha.

But this martial art is not so suitable for her, and theoretically it is still not as good as Bodhidharma's former achievements.

Besides, it is quite troublesome to teach this martial art...

Now that the great catastrophe is imminent, there are a lot of things to do, and Ao Xue has no intention of spending time teaching his disciples.

Considering that Nie Feng is "Wind Star", it would be enough to just show him the way.

Well, there are only wooden people in Wooden Man Lane, and their unlucky fate cannot affect the living.

It’s very environmentally friendly!

"Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Nie Feng pondered and said, "Then I will tell Senior Brother Yun about this matter and let him make plans early."

"You two can discuss this among yourselves, but I think Bu Jingyun probably has other plans and may not be willing to go with you."

Ao Xue patted the Qilin horn gently and said, "Let's go. Let's go to the capital first and find out their whereabouts. If we meet Jue Wushen, we can get rid of him."

Bu Jingyun stayed in Tianxiahui mainly to avenge the Huo family who were wiped out by Tianxiahui.

But at this time, Nie Feng had no hatred towards Xiongba.

After all, Nie Feng's father, Nie Renwang, was brought into Lingyun Cave by Fire Kirin when he was fighting a bloody battle with Duan Lang's father, "Nanlin Sword Master" Duan Shuai in Leshan.

Afterwards, the two arrived at the Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor and volunteered to guard the dragon vein, and then they never returned.

Of course, this version of Fire Kirin was well trained by Lin Xuan, and the Yellow Emperor's Tomb also disappeared...

This part of the plot should have been completely changed long ago.

But this Fire Qilin was so stupid that Ao Xue couldn't figure out what was going on for a while...

Let’s talk about it after we meet Lin Xuan and the others.

"Roar!"

The Fire Kirin let out a dull roar, and like lightning, it soared into the air with Ao Xue.

The flames gushed out and the waves of fire rolled, scaring the seabirds in the sky so much that they screamed and dodged in panic.

"Only an outstanding figure like the Demon Lord can make Brother Qilin willing to be his mount..."

Nie Feng shook his head slightly, with some envy in his eyes.

***
Nightfall - Forbidden City

The huge and irregular shadows of the palaces were stretched into various shapes under the night sky.

The imperial city, in complete silence, seemed even more majestic and solemn.

Inside and outside the imperial city, every hundred meters, there is an armored guard who looks like a stone statue.

There are also countless hidden stakes among them, emitting a vague evil aura.

"Remember this place?"

Lin Xuan held Ah Qing's hand and walked through the imperial garden casually.

Although the guards along the way performed their duties conscientiously, they were still unable to observe the two of them at all.

"Well, it felt the same the last time I came here."

Ah Qing smiled sweetly: "The Ming Dynasty Palace is different from the Tang and Song Dynasty Imperial Palaces, but it still has its own unique style."

"Well, the last time we came here, the final battle was going on at the top of the Forbidden City, and it was indeed night time."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Although there was a big commotion at the top of the Forbidden City, the murderous aura was far less than today. It seems that being an emperor is not peaceful."

"Everyone knows that a great catastrophe is coming, and those cats and dogs can't help themselves."

Ah Qing thought for a moment and asked, "Who is the emperor now? Is it still Zhu Houzhao?"

"According to the history here, Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao abdicated more than 60 years ago. Zhu Houzhao's crown prince succeeded him as Emperor Chongguang, and then the current Emperor Wenlong."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "No matter whether Zhu Houzhao is dead or not, at least on the surface, Emperor Wenlong is the master of the world, and tonight's plan is most likely to target him."

"It seems that there are indeed several experts here..."

Ah Qing looked around and asked, "How good is Emperor Wenlong's martial arts? Should we save him?"

"It's hard to say about his martial arts skills, but his martial arts talent should be good..."

"Of course, when we cooperate with the emperor, we mainly consider the other party's ability, and the level of martial arts is not a problem."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "There is a faint dragon energy floating over the bedroom. Let's go over and take a look. If the emperor can handle the assassination, then we won't take action yet."

According to the plot of Feng Yun, Emperor Wenlong secretly abdicated due to his frail health and let his twin brother, Emperor Wuchang, impersonate him.

While recuperating, Emperor Wenlong met Wu Wudi by chance, and was taught the Xuanwu Art by Wu Wudi, which enabled him to get rid of his illness.

How should I put it, although this man's role as emperor was quite abstract, he still had quite good talent in martial arts.

Lin Xuan estimated that this person was at least at the level of Duanlang, and his talent was much stronger than that of some masters.

***
bedroom
"When you reach middle age, your body still can't take it anymore."

Emperor Wenlong returned to his bedroom, sat on a chair, rubbed his temples, and showed a trace of fatigue.

"I will serve soup to His Majesty."

Just then, an old eunuch walked up to Emperor Wenlong holding a bowl of chicken soup.

Eunuch Cao was the chief eunuch of Emperor Wenlong.

Although, his power was certainly not as great as that of the eunuch in charge of seals in the Imperial Household Department, the eunuch in charge of pens, and the supervisors of the two factories.

But the chief eunuch was closer to the emperor.

After all, every time the emperor picked a concubine to spend the night with, and even took care of her eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, the chief eunuch was in charge...

"I did not summon Tangshui."

Emperor Wenlong waved his hand and said, "I don't need your service tonight. Please leave."

"Yes."

Eunuch Cao was silent for a moment: "But I have something else to report."

"explain."

"Someone wanted to see the emperor, so I agreed on my own initiative."

Eunuch Cao smiled grimly: "How about your Majesty drink the chicken soup first? I'm afraid you won't be able to drink it later."

"Want to see me? Okay, I can't sleep for a while."

Emperor Wenlong nodded and drank the chicken soup: "Let him in."

"……Yes!"

Eunuch Cao was stunned and stared at Emperor Wenlong with some confusion.

After hesitating for a moment, Eunuch Cao finally made up his mind and clapped his hands.

The door opened automatically, and a young man strode in with the gait of a dragon or a tiger.

The man was wearing a bright yellow robe embroidered with nine golden dragons, twelve chapters and five-colored clouds in between!
Generally speaking, this kind of robe is called a "dragon robe".

Only the emperor in the world can wear it.

"who are you?"

Emperor Wenlong frowned slightly and put down the soup bowl.

"I am Juexin, the young master of the Wushen Jue Palace in Japan."

The young man smiled and said, "When your Majesty dies, I will be the emperor of Central Plains."

"Young Master of Wushen Jue Palace? Are you the son of Jue Wushen?"

"Your Majesty is well-informed and has a strong memory. I admire you very much!"

"Huh! This robe fits you quite well."

Emperor Wenlong sneered and said, "It's a pity that you are from Japan. Wearing this dress is just like a monkey in human clothing."

"Emperor Wenlong, I see that you have some generosity, so I specially gave you a bowl of chicken soup to show your respect. Don't be ungrateful."

"Your appearance is somewhat different from mine."

Emperor Wenlong said calmly: "So-called respectability is just to save my face, right?"

"Ok?"

Juexin frowned and looked at Eunuch Cao with some suspicion.

Emperor Wenlong was so calm that he felt something was not right.

"Your Majesty, the dog emperor has already drunk the chicken soup."

Eunuch Cao said quickly, "The chicken soup is extremely poisonous. I have tried it. Even if this dog emperor is a martial arts master, he will be heartbroken and die in no time."

"Is death inevitable?"

Emperor Wenlong smiled and opened his mouth to spit.

The soup gushed out, turned into a white stream, and spit into Eunuch Cao's open mouth.

Eunuch Cao: “…”

(End of this chapter)