Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 17 Unbelievable, Zhu Jinzhen's Disappointment

"Hidden so deeply."

"There are also land immortals under the command of Prince Su's Mansion."

"Why don't you dare see anyone?"

"We are already trapped in your trap."

Pang Ban knelt down in a panic, blood flowing all over the ground. He covered his broken arm with his hands, his brows furrowed.

He looked past Lian Chengbi in front of him and looked coldly towards the direction of the mountains and forests. With his talent and martial arts attainments, no matter how strange and unpredictable Lian Chengbi's Blood Shadow Dragon was, it was impossible to seriously injure him with a single move.

The one who really hurt him was someone else.

He wanted to know who this person was.

Lian Chengbi saw that there was no movement behind him for a long time and shook his head indifferently: "It's better for you not to see him."

"Pfft, cough!"

Li Chimei spat out large mouthfuls of blood, her face flushed purple. It was obvious that she was seriously injured. She couldn't even suppress her true energy, which was coursing through her body. But she still sneered, "A great immortal on earth would hide in the dark and not dare to see anyone?"

"Your Highness Prince Su?"

At the end of the road, Li Chimei's eyes were crazy, and she became more certain of her guess.

He thought that it was Zhu Jinzhen who was secretly plotting, which caused him and Pang Ban to lose everything because of one careless move.

"idiot!"

A pretty figure that frightened Li Chimei and Pang Ban walked out of the dense forest.

Li Chimei's phoenix eyes were bloodshot and filled with madness: "It... is it you? How could it be you?"

"Pfft, no, it's impossible." Pang Ban's eyes widened, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world, and he growled repeatedly: "Why? Did you betray us?"

"Why are you collaborating with Prince Su to harm us?"

"why?"

Pang Ban ignored the backlash of his true energy and forced himself to stand up despite his serious injuries to get to the bottom of things.

Unfortunately, the beautiful figure just looked at them indifferently and said, "Take them back. I believe His Highness will be satisfied with this gift."

"Well, take care girl."

Lian Chengbi and Li Fu hurriedly smiled and bowed.

Looking at the woman who walked away without even looking at them, Pang Ban and Li Chimei felt their blood boiling, their faces flushed, and they could no longer hold back and spit out blood.

But even if they fell, they stared at that direction intently.

……

Jiayuguan, Tiance Palace.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Su!"

Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuxue and Hua Manlou all bowed to the young man who looked like a banished immortal and seemed to have walked out of a painting.

"No need to be so formal!"

Zhu Jinzhen waved his hand: "Please take a seat!"

Lu Xiaofeng and others were a little flattered for a moment.

In their expectations, even if Zhu Jinzhen did not punish them, his attitude should at least not be so friendly.

"Your Highness..."

"Wait a minute." Zhu Jinzhen interrupted him, shook his head and said, "I have guests who haven't arrived yet. We'll talk after they arrive."

"Watch the tea."

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuxue looked at each other and could only accept it.

Time passed quickly as Lu Xiaofeng waited anxiously. About half a cup of tea had passed before they heard heavy footsteps outside the Tiance Mansion.

"General Yan Yimei pays homage to His Highness."

"No need to be formal."

Zhu Jinzhen waved his hand and looked at the blood-covered and miserable figures behind Yan Yimei, as well as the spotless but weak little white rabbit, a complete loss of the heroic 'man' of the past.

"Shaolin Three Masters and Master Kong Xing?"

Lu Xiaofeng spat out all the tea in his mouth. "Shaolin is getting involved too? Interesting." Zhu Jinzhen didn't care about the embarrassed old monks in front of him.

Instead, he looked at the somewhat timid 'man', the Mongol Princess Shaomin, a girl with the Han Chinese name Zhaomin, and asked a question that left everyone baffled: "Is your teacher alright?"

Zhao Min's body shook violently and she looked at Zhu Jinzhen in disbelief.

"The martial arts you practice are quite diverse, with traces of Central Plains, Tantric Buddhism, Si Hanfei, and Meng Chixing. However, your spiritual power is extraordinary. It's obvious that only the old monk Ba Siba could teach you this."

Phagpa's disciple?
Not to mention Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuxue and the others, even the Red Sun Dharma King and the Three Shaolin Masters and Kong Xing who were captured together opened their eyes wide, all with expressions of disbelief.

Seeing that Zhu Jinzhen had seen through her, Zhao Min stopped pretending and smiled sweetly, "Master is in seclusion, waiting to comprehend the true meaning of reincarnation, and then he can enter the realm of heaven and man on land."

“Not in the Potala Palace?”

"No, not here."

Zhao Min looked at Zhu Jinzhen in surprise, not understanding why he asked that.

"The Mongols see me as a thorn in their side, and I personally don't want to have an enemy sleeping soundly beside me."

"During the past four years, I have been to the grasslands twice a year and to the Potala Palace six times, but I have never seen the old monk Phagpa."

Zhu Jinzhen took the teacup from the maid beside him and took a sip. The Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao was indeed fragrant and sweet, and it was worth his while to order people to travel thousands of miles to pick it.

If it weren't for the unknown where Ba Siba had hidden.

He had already killed Ba Siba, his biggest threat.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room fell into dead silence.

Whether it was Zhao Min, Lu Xiaofeng and others, or King Red Sun and others, they all looked at Zhu Jinzhen in shock.

He went into the Mongols alone and reached the Potala Palace.

Zhu Jinzhen is not afraid of being killed by Mongolian masters and staying in the grassland forever?

This courage really shocked them.

Zhao Min couldn't help but ask, "You, aren't you afraid?"

"Why do you think I should be afraid?" Zhu Jinzhen asked in return, "Shouldn't it be Phagpa, Meng Chixing, and Si Hanfei who should be afraid? Otherwise, why would he avoid me and not dare to show his face?"

Zhao Min: "."

She really wanted to say that it was not that her master Bashiba was unwilling to show up, nor was it that he was hiding because of fear.

But he is really in seclusion.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have not seen Bashiba for two whole years.

But Zhao Min couldn't say these words now.

Because Zhu Jinzhen broke into the Potala Palace alone not once, but six times, twice a year, but she did not receive any news, and her master never mentioned it at all.

If I wasn't afraid...

Zhao Min quickly shook her head to get rid of this terrible thought.

"It seems that you don't know either."

Zhu Jinzhen frowned, a look of disappointment on his face.

The fact that Ba Siba was going to break through the Tianren Pass had always been a thorn in Zhu Jinzhen's side.

Although he is not afraid, it is still a bit of a trouble.

If Zhao Min doesn't understand, she will be useless here.

"Alas, Yimei."

"The end will be here."

"Take Princess Shaomin away and let Wangqing deal with her. Kill the rest of those bald donkeys and throw them into the mass grave to feed the dogs."

Dharma King Hongri, the Three Shaolin Masters, and Kong Xing stared wide-eyed. They really wanted to ask Zhu Jinzhen why the mastermind had simply handed the case over to someone else, yet they were so hastily executed without even asking a single question.
They are not convinced!!
They are the Grand Masters of Celestial Phenomena, the Grand Masters of Zhixuan, and the Shaolin monks who have mastered the ability to use the Zhixuan realm to counter the celestial phenomena and hold back the Grand Masters. They represent Shaolin.

However, as Zhu Jinzhen waved his hand, the Cang Yun soldiers who had been on standby for a long time grabbed their legs and walked out like dragging dead dogs, without caring at all about their identities as Shaolin monks, namely the Grand Master of Xuanjing and the Grand Master of Tianxiang.

Here, they only have one identity.

dead.

(End of this chapter)