King Luhuang of the Ming Dynasty: My father, Ming Taizu

"If you don't believe it, forget it!"

Zhu Youjian was unwilling to say anything more. It seemed that he had been too tolerant of these people in the past and lacked the magnanimity that an emperor should have, which was why these people looked down on him so much.

You know, even if it's the emperor's new clothes, most people wouldn't say anything.

What exactly is going on?

Shen Lian noticed that Zhu Youjian's expression was not right, so he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, we were wrong."

Guilty?

Shen Lian continued, "Your Majesty, we just realized that our attitude towards you was not very respectful. This was our first mistake!"

As soon as Shen Lian finished speaking, the other four people knelt on the ground, and the smiles in their eyes disappeared.

"Your Majesty, we know we are wrong! It's just that it was the Emperor who asked us to be brothers before."

Xu Changnian received a warning look from Liu Ruo, so he naturally had to remain restrained.

Zhu Youjian did not answer, but felt a little uneasy because these four people all knelt on the ground.

Why am I so stubborn?
He didn't know, and didn't know what he should do.

Being high above everyone else and being second only to others is so lonely.

Since we want to change the timeline and establish the Ming Dynasty, this industry must be abolished.

Zhu Youjian said in a low voice.

How come he was the only one who traveled through time in such a huge Ming Dynasty?

Where does this soulmate come from?
The group left the palace and came to a remote place in the Forbidden City, and walked a few dozen meters to the southeast.

South of Jinling City.

Under the Forbidden City,

Countless long swords broke into pieces, some were stuck in the ground, and deep sword marks appeared on the ground.

The tall red walls and green tiles have disappeared, leaving only a small hole.

This was a real battle, and it was the first time Zhu Youjian had seen such a battle.

This was Liu Changqing's sword. An air shield condensed in his body, blocking the sword and then shattered it.

There were several basketball-sized holes on the ground, which were left by Mo Yuan and Liu Changqing.

Zhu Youjian knew what happened, but no one else knew.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

"What's going on?" Feng Yuxiu asked. Why is this happening?"

Zhu Youjian didn't say anything, but the meaning of this sentence was clear.

"That lord?"

This is a kind of practice.

Zhu Youjian smiled and said, "Have someone clean up and get ready. This is the result of my recent practice."

Ok?
This scene can only be described in two words: overwhelming sword intent.

This is no longer a realm that ordinary people can achieve. Only true martial arts masters can achieve it.

You are Zhu Youjian, right?
Didn’t he jump a few meters and then fall into the water?

Why is this happening?

Thinking of this, he did not dare to speak out his thoughts. But at this moment, Feng Yuxiu looked unhappy.

Zhu Youjian saw his doubts and confusion at a glance. Shen Lian, Liu Ruo, Xu Changnian and others all looked confused.

All three of them were experienced Jinyiwei members, and not speaking their thoughts out loud was already a very professional performance.

Zhu Youjian didn't think about these things. The only thing in his mind was the scene before him.

He recalled carefully and found the same marks on the floor of Wanggongchang.

However, in the previous battle, all the cracks and traces were covered up, making it difficult to see clearly.

The huge deep pit below looks very similar, it is just a standard enlarged version.

After careful sensing, he felt the residual energy fluctuations in the pit.

All these signs seem to confirm Zhu Youjian's initial judgment.

The Wanggongchang case was most likely caused by a large-scale war.

But who is manipulating all this? Who has such great power?

It can be said that Zhu Youjian planned this meeting. Zhu Youjian had already guessed that there might be a conflict with a soldier in the Battle of Wanggongchang.

If this is the case, then the person behind the scenes is most likely from the Jiuxian Sect.

If you think about it carefully, it seems a little scary. But when you think about Zhu Youxiao, the matter becomes very simple.

Looking at Zhu Youjian, he felt something in his heart.

Shen Lian picked up a broken long sword from the ground. He recognized the sword as one produced by Dongfang.

Shen Lian squatted down, took a deep breath, and felt the energy fluctuations here.

There are so many fragments, at least hundreds of them. If someone wants to control so many flying swords, wouldn’t it be like having a hundred arms?

This is only possible if you use your internal energy to drive the long sword.

Looking around, Shen Lian asked, "What kind of power can make so many swords move at the same time?"

Feng Yuxiu also said: "This requires very strong internal strength."

Xu Changnian said: "In fact, judging from the current situation, his internal strength must be very high, and those who practice internal strength are all Taoists."

As the four of them spoke, they looked at Zhu Youjian with a puzzled and doubtful look.

No, no, is it really Zhu Youjian?
Is he really that strong?

Can this also be practiced?
Zhu Youjian finally reacted, looked into their eyes, and asked with interest, "What? What happened?"

Shen Lian and others did not speak, but the four brothers of Jinyiwei were surprisingly quiet.

Zhu Youjian smiled and said that with his understanding of psychology, coupled with his own power of heaven and earth, he could naturally guess what these two people were thinking.

Half-hearted doubt
He was a little surprised.

Feng Yuxiu was not idle either. He held the Xiuchun Sword across his chest. He mobilized his true energy and poured his strength into the Xiuchun Sword, forming an internal force.

This is an invisible force.

He loosened his hands, and the Embroidered Spring Knife, with a force of internal energy, moved up along the blade, lifting the sword up.

"I see! But how strong an internal strength does one need to be able to control hundreds of swords?" Feng Yuxiu was also puzzled.

"So we practiced together, but you have been in the Forbidden City for a long time and are not familiar with the things in this world."

Zhu Youjian spoke calmly, his voice full of confidence.

"Yes!" Shen Lian lowered his head and responded.

"How about it?"

Zhu Youjian was very happy with these people's reactions. At least, they had begun to question him.

On the other side, Feng Yuxiu wanted to take advantage of Xu Changnian's unpreparedness and pull out Xu Changnian's Xiuchun sword, but it was of no use because the distance between him and the opponent was too far and it was difficult for him to draw the sword.

Xu Changnian vaguely felt something on his waist and held the Xiuchun Sword in his hand: "What are you doing?"

"You bastard, I treat you as my brother, and you dare to steal my sword!"

"Knife of friendship, you don't understand, do you?"

Feng Yuxiu had to admit that he really had no way to control so many flying swords.

In response to Xu Changnian's questioning, he crossed his arms and said, "I just wanted to give it a try! And you're not using a real sword!"

"Even if she's not mine, she's still mine. How can you touch my wife?"

Xu Changnian spoke mercilessly and kicked him hard on the butt with his leg.

In their organization, everyone has their own Xiuchun Sword, and everyone has their own number, which must not be lost. As a martial artist, the weapon in their hands is their life, their life is connected to their life, and their life will end with their life.

The two different identities made them value their Xiuchun Sword extremely much. Even if they were their brothers, they could not use it at will.

……

After the fun, "I believe it, Your Majesty!" Feng Yuxiu turned to Zhu Youjian and said.

His mind went blank, and Zhu Youjian then remembered that he still needed to recruit another apprentice.

Only half a day left.

It is very easy to accept an apprentice. Don’t you have one now?

Before Zhu Youjian could speak, Feng Yuxiu spoke first: "Your Highness's Qinggong is so amazing, I wonder if you can learn from us?"

Discuss?

Zhu Youjian frowned and gritted his teeth, thinking that this guy seemed to have no confidence in himself.

With his third-level Qi training level and his martial arts skills, this match was not a difficult task for him.

Feng Yuxiu already regarded Zhu Youjian as his brother: "Your Majesty, if you are not afraid, we can fight. If you are really so strong, I will recognize you as my brother! Otherwise, your physical skills will be greatly reduced, and then you will have no choice but to surrender."

Liu Ruo quickly stopped Feng Yuxiu from speaking, "Kid, do you know what you are talking about? You still want to challenge me? Do you think you are qualified to compete with him?"

Under such circumstances, Zhu Youjian could no longer refuse, otherwise it would seem that he had something to hide.

However, his feelings for them were too deep. These people really didn't treat him as the emperor.

Zhu Youjian looked at Feng Yuxiu, who did not need his orders, and stood up, raised his head, and boasted:

"Your Majesty, my Qinggong is incomparable to ordinary people. If you can be compared with me, you are the best among me."

Zhu Youjian nodded. This was a good idea. In the past, he could only suppress them by relying on his power, but this time, he had to rely on his own strength to prove himself.

He is the emperor!

Zhu Youjian said: "If I win, how about you become my disciple?"

Feng Yuxiu thought for a moment and said, "Okay! Is there anything else to say?"

Zhu Youjian was full of confidence. To be honest, he also felt some pressure after the battle with Feng Yuxiu. This kid did have some skills.

Zhu Youjian was not clear about how strong his physical skills were, but his strength was much stronger than before.

The last time he was at the first level of Qi training, he could jump dozens of meters high.

However, Zhu Youjian was not very confident based on this alone. He was also an experienced veteran and his strength was not weak.

This is a pretty tough opponent.

Zhu Youjian snapped his fingers and said:

Even the wisest man can make mistakes

Zhu Youjian had a plan in his mind.

His odds are better.

One is Feng Yuxiu and the other is Zhu Youjian.

The rules of the competition are very simple. There is a big locust tree one kilometer away from the Forbidden City. Two people have to run to the big locust tree and pull out a leaf from the tree. Whoever does it wins.

After saying this, he walked to the door, leaped up to the top of the wall.
"In that case, let's do it!"

Zhu Youjian laughed and said, "Okay, okay!" Then he flew up.

However, his martial arts skills were pretty good, and he somersaulted on the wall with ease.

Zhu Youjian took a deep breath and rushed forward.

They are both alike.

Shen Lian and others followed behind him. In such a competition, they were just spectators. It was an extremely difficult task to achieve perfection.

They were afraid that they would not handle the situation well and might bring harm to the emperor, which would be a serious crime.

In a sense, this is a contest between the martial arts world and the monks.

Feng Yuxiu said as he flew:
"Your Highness, I have been hiding my strength. In fact, I am the most powerful among the four."

"Your Majesty, I am number one in the world!"

"If you don't mind, I would."

He underestimated himself a little because he didn't think Zhu Youjian could catch up with him easily, because that was impossible.

"Aren't the martial arts world and the world of immortal cultivation the same thing? People who practice qigong absorb the qi of heaven and earth to nourish their bodies, control wind and lightning, and travel through the sky."

Zhu Youjian looked at Feng Yuxiu in front of him, feeling the spiritual energy in his body flowing through his meridians. He felt as if his body was blown up by a breeze.

Like a bird, but lighter than a bird.

It looks like it's flying in the air, but it's actually flying in the wind.

"I know you are a proud person. As long as you tell me, I will agree to it!"

He leaped over the wall nimbly, like a light swallow.

"My IQ is still very high. Of course I know you are the emperor, but I think if you want to find a brother, I will treat you as my brother. Tell me everything you know, and I will be your brother."

He turned around, only to find that Zhu Youjian had disappeared.

"What? Am I that strong?" Feng Yuxiu had to stop.

It would be too embarrassing if we won like this.

After a long time, Zhu Youjian still didn't appear, and he saw three people.

"Hey, where is His Majesty?"

Shen Lian looked carefully and realized something was wrong. Zhu Youjian was gone.

"He didn't come?"

Xu Changnian asked back, "Didn't they say he arrived before us?
"Oh no, we lost His Majesty!"

This is a kind of practice.

Everyone scratched their heads and saw a white shadow flash by.

It must be the emperor!

The two followed closely and came to Tingchao Pavilion on the shore of Qingshui Lake.

In the pavilion, a man in white clothes sits leisurely, feeling the breeze on his face.

It was a white figure.

This figure was none other than Zhu Youjian.

Everyone flew up.

He half-knelt on the ground and said loudly:

"Your Highness, you are defeated!"

The four of them bowed respectfully, but the white shadow had his back to them and their face could not be seen clearly.

The depressing atmosphere lasted for a long time. Several people were confused and stood up slowly.

Is it a killer? Is this a trap?
Feng Yuxiu's heart trembled, he clenched the Xiuchun Knife in his hand and walked forward.

Everyone came forward at once.

As he walked closer step by step, his sight became closer and clearer.

The figure in white sitting on the recliner turned out to be a puppet.

"Damn it, you're kidding me!"

At this moment, a figure appeared on the clear lake.

"I have!"

He leaped up and landed on the big locust tree, while Zhu Youjian took a leaf from the tree.

Zhu Youjian pinched an orange leaf with his fingers. The big locust tree that Zhu Youjian pulled out was a crooked tree. When he saw the locust tree, he was stunned. He had a feeling that this big locust tree should be the one he hung down from the southeast.

Zhu Youjian showed an evil smile on his face: "Hehe, now that you're defeated, you have to call me Master!"

Feng Yuxiu wanted to refute, but when he saw the people around him winking at him, he lowered his head and said, "I admit defeat, Your Majesty!"

Feng Yuxiu was obviously unwilling to give up. He rolled over and jumped down from the air onto the ground.

"You must call me Master!" (End of this chapter)