Zhu Yuanzhang: My second son is invincible!

"boom..."

Centered on emptiness, a wave of air exploded outwards, causing the ground to collapse in a three-foot ring shape, with debris flying everywhere.

All eighteen warriors were blasted away, the furthest flying more than ten feet before crashing into the wall.

Emptiness remains in the same place.

But the golden light on his body had faded, and his bronze skin had returned to normal.

He looked down at his hands, then looked up at Zhu Hui, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, falling backward.

"Junior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

The other Vajras hurriedly got up and rushed over to check.

Thankfully, the person didn't die, just fainted.

Master Huiming's face turned deathly pale.

He could see clearly that Zhu Hui's axe strike was not forceful at all; the axe blade did not even touch the void.

The fighting spirit of Xing Tian attached to the axe alone shattered Kongxing's indestructible Vajra supernatural power.

What level of skill is this?

"Master, your supernatural power... isn't very sturdy!" Zhu Hui said憨憨地, carrying his axe.

Master Huiming's lips trembled, and he could not speak.

Zhu Hui then said, "How about we take a look at your mountain-protecting formation? My elder brother said that if the formation is sturdy, we can discuss it."

This is what Zhu Biao taught him: first demonstrate force, then offer a way out.

Master Huiming's eyes lit up.

Yes, the mountain-protecting formation was set up by generations of patriarchs, accumulated over a thousand years, perhaps...

"If Your Highness wishes to see, this old monk will activate the grand formation." Master Huiming regained some confidence.

He walked to the center of the square and slammed his staff on the ground.

"Buzz..."

The entire Putuo Mountain trembled.

From each of the seventy-two temples, a beam of golden light rose, intertwining in the air to form a huge golden light shield that enveloped the entire mountain.

Sanskrit characters flowed across the light shield, accompanied by the sound of Buddhist chants.

"Your Highness, this is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Ancestor Formation, accumulated over a thousand years. Even a fifth-realm expert would need three days to break through it," Master Huiming said with pride.

Zhu Hui looked up at the glittering golden dome, nodded, and said, "It's quite beautiful, like a big pot."

Master Huiming almost vomited blood again.

"Shall I give it a try?"

"Your Highness...please proceed." Master Huiming said through gritted teeth.

Zhu Hui walked to the edge of the light shield and reached out to touch it.

It's warm to the touch and has a slight elasticity.

He stepped back a few paces and raised his axe.

This time he was a little more serious.

On Xingtian's axe, dark red patterns lit up, signifying the awakening of Xingtian's fighting spirit.

Zhu Li took a deep breath and flicked it upwards.

The movements were still so simple and unpretentious.

But this time, the axe sliced ​​through the air, leaving a black crack.

That was a sign that space had been cleaved open.

The axe light collided with the golden light shield.

There was no loud noise, only a soft "hiss" sound.

Like cutting butter with a hot knife.

A crack appeared in the golden light shield starting from where the axe light struck.

The cracks spread rapidly, covering the entire light shield in the blink of an eye.

Then, with a crash, the light shield shattered.

Golden light scattered like rain across the sky.

At the same time, muffled groans came from all seventy-two temples, as the monks who were in charge of the formation were suffering a backlash.

Master Huiming stared blankly at the sky.

The millennium-old formation was destroyed with a single axe blow.

How can we play like this?

Zhu Hui put away his axe and walked up to Master Huiming: "Master, this formation won't work either! How about... you think about the three points my elder brother mentioned?"

Looking at Zhu Hui's honest face, Master Huiming suddenly felt that the most terrifying people in the world were those who were clearly invincible yet looked completely innocent.

"Your Highness... I can hand over the catalog, but please grant me one request," Master Huiming said in a hoarse voice.

"you say..."

"The mountain-protecting formation diagram is fundamental to Buddhism. It can be filed with the imperial court, but it cannot be seen by the Taoist sect... especially by the people of Longhu Mountain," Master Huiming said through gritted teeth.

The conflict between Buddhism and Taoism has lasted for a thousand years.

Zhu Hui scratched his head and said, "I'll have to ask my elder brother about that, but I think it's fine. Anyway, we won't let you see the Taoist manuals."

That's a fair statement.

Master Huiming breathed a sigh of relief, put his palms together, and said, "Then so be it, this old monk... agrees."

"Okay! Great! Um, I'm hungry. Do you have any vegetarian food here? I'll eat and then leave." Zhu Li grinned.

Master Huiming: "..."

An hour later, Zhu Li sat in the dining hall, with more than a dozen vegetarian dishes laid out in front of him.

He devoured three large bowls of rice in a flash, wiped his mouth, and said, "The taste is alright, but there's no meat."

The abbot accompanying him twitched at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm glad Your Highness is satisfied. This is the formation diagram of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Emperor. Please pass it on to the Crown Prince." Master Huiming had calmed down and took out an ancient sheepskin scroll from his sleeve.

Jiang Huan stepped forward, took it, carefully examined it, and then put it away.

"Rest assured, Master, the imperial court keeps its word. Putuoshan will remain Putuoshan. As long as we follow the rules, no one will cause trouble. Now, I'm leaving; I have to go to the next place!"

Zhu Li stood up and said.

"Where is Your Highness going next?" Master Huiming couldn't help but ask.

"Kunlun! My brother said the order is Longhu Mountain, Putuo Mountain, Kunlun, Shushan. I've already been to Longhu Mountain, so this is the second one," Zhu Li said, counting on his fingers.

Master Huiming was secretly alarmed. They had already been to Longhu Mountain? Zhang Tianshi had also given in?

It seems the world has truly changed.

"This old monk respectfully sees Your Highness off."

......

The airship took off again and headed west.

In the dining hall, the supervising monk whispered, "Abbot, if we just hand over the battle formation diagram like this, what if the imperial court..."

"There's no 'what if,' don't you understand yet? That King Wu... is simply not someone we can contend with. Rather than having him destroy our mountain gate, we'd better hand it over voluntarily and preserve our lineage."

Master Huiming interrupted him and said.

He watched the flying boat disappear into the distance and softly chanted Buddhist prayers.

"Amitabha, may this prince... always remain so honest and simple."

Honest and straightforward, at least they can reason with people.

If it were an invincible person with a deep mind, that would be a disaster.

......

On the flying boat, Zhu Li lay on the deck sunbathing.

Jiang Huan reported from the side: "Your Highness, according to the itinerary, we can arrive at Kunlun Mountain tomorrow. Fairy Yaoguang is proud and aloof, and I'm afraid she won't give in easily."

"If you're not convinced, then fight! Big Brother said, we'll fight until you submit," Zhu Li said with his eyes closed.

"But... Kunlun's immortal arts are profound; it's said they can conjure soldiers from beans and travel thousands of miles on swords..."

"So what? One swing of my axe and every soldier will be down. By the way, is there anything good to eat in Kunlun Mountain? I heard there are snow lotuses. Could we pick some to make soup for my wife?"

Zhu Hui turned over and said.

Jiang Huan: "...Your Highness, snow lotus is a medicinal herb, not food."

"Can't you make soup with medicinal herbs? My wife's been studying etiquette lately, so I need to nourish her body." Zhu Hui said matter-of-factly.

Jiang Huan remained silent.

His Highness's thinking is always so... simple.

The airship glided through the clouds, with rolling mountains below.

In the distance, the Kunlun Mountains were already faintly visible.