My wife is Invincible East

But Zhu Moye only frowned slightly, not looking very satisfied, and stopped immediately.

Every time the prince showed this expression, he was like an active volcano. Shang Ming didn't want to offend him, so he stopped and waited for Zhu Moye to calm down.

Zhu Moye frowned. He had just exerted all his strength to the utmost and his physical strength was exhausted. But why was he still at the peak of inner energy and still a little short of releasing his energy externally?

"What exactly went wrong?"

Zhu Moye pondered for a while. The ten years of seclusion and hard training, the devilish training that was several times more brutal than that in his previous life, had tortured him to the brink of death several times. As a result, he reached the Gangqi realm almost ten years earlier than in his previous life!

Fortunately, there are countless treasures in the palace, and delicacies from land and sea are available every day, which fully meet the nutritional needs.

Every time it is replenished perfectly, the extremely thirsty cells absorb all the essence and sublimate it. The mysterious power that is fed back after the cell metamorphosis is Gangqi!

Logically speaking, the罡气 contained in every bone and muscle in his body has been overflowing and is beginning to stir. This time, he has exhausted his physical strength, and all the pores on his body have begun to breathe. The罡气 will break out of his body and reach the state of releasing罡气 and external罡气.

However, the situation at this time was a little different, which made Zhu Moye extremely angry.

"Forget it, more haste makes waste. It seems that you are too young and your realm is not stable yet. When the time comes, you will break through."

With a lifetime of experience, Zhu Moye naturally knew that the path of cultivation was endless. It not only required a resolute heart of a warrior, but also required a clear mind and not be bound by temporary success or failure.

What's more, his physical strength at this moment is already abnormal enough. He believes that in this world, except for a rare few, weirdos with natural supernatural powers may be able to compete with him, and those so-called top masters will definitely not end up in trouble if they get close to him.

He smiled slightly, and the cloudy look on his face turned sunny.

His physical strength has reached his expectations, but he doesn't have even a trace of internal strength.

I don't know... did Xiao Zhengzi complete the mission...

Thinking of this, Zhu Moye's eyes became so hot that they almost glowed.

Chapter 21 The Rise of Concubine Wan

In fact, with the secret books collected by the Zhu royal family, you can create a top master by picking a few of them.

However, for Zhu Moye, although there are many secret books in the palace, apart from the Book of the Golden Flower, there is no other book that can be passed down as a peerless magic skill.

Such secret manuals as the Nine Yin Scriptures, the Nine Yang Magical Art, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, etc. have been lost, and even the Zhu royal family does not have them.

If you want to practice, you must practice the best!

This is Zhu Moye's principle. If he rushes into things and just randomly chooses a book of internal skills to practice, he will probably not be able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, and everything will be in vain in the end.

Even if the Zhu royal family possessed magical skills such as the Nine Yin and Nine Yang, Zhu Moye probably would not look down on them.

When he started planning ten years ago, he already had the internal skills he wanted, and he had added them into the plan. It's probably almost complete now.

"Your Highness, your body is truly well-trained. I admire you."

Shang Ming walked up with a fawning smile on his face and started flattering without saying a word.

Zhu Moye's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this. Just thinking about the price of being forged into such a strong body made his scalp tingle.

He immediately said without further ado, "Eunuch Shang, has Xiao Zhengzi sent back any news?"

Shang Ming's expression straightened, and he said solemnly, "I have lived up to your expectations, Your Highness. Five years ago, you instructed the East and West Factories to search for the burial site of Duan Yu of the former dynasty in Dali, and we have made some breakthrough progress."

"So you mean, it hasn't been found yet? Stop giving me official jargon."

Zhu Moye frowned slightly. Although it was a bit difficult to find a dead person who lived hundreds of years ago, with the combined capabilities of the East and West Factories, he still had no definite information after five years of searching. Wasn't he too useless?

Shang Ming smiled and said, "Hehe, Your Highness, don't be anxious. Just listen to what this old servant has to say first."

He cleared his throat and said seriously, "Before today, the information the two factories had gathered only stopped at the fact that Duan Yu had died in Tianlong Temple in Yunnan. However, it was said that he was so disheartened that he didn't even have a tombstone erected. This has caused our investigation to reach a bottleneck."

"However, Eunuch Yu was quick-witted. He posted a notice in Yunnan Prefecture, promising descendants of the Dali Duan family a thousand taels of gold, along with the promise of official positions at court and eternal protection from the Crown Prince. This led to the discovery of Duan Yu's descendants, who then discovered his approximate burial site. After digging three feet deep within a hundred miles and spending a month, they finally found Duan Yu's remains."

Zhu Moye's face lit up with joy, and he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes at all. He praised unconsciously: "Well done!"

He focused all his attention on physical training and waited for ten years just to dig up Duan Yu's grave.

Duan Yu was the world's number one martial artist during the Northern Song Dynasty. He inherited the mantle of the ancient Xiaoyao Sect. Whether it was the Divine Art of the North Sea, the Lingbo Weibu, or the ancestral Six Meridians Divine Sword, they were all unparalleled and far superior to the Nine Yin and Nine Yang.

Zhu Moye’s main goal is the Beiming Divine Art!

As long as one practices this amazing martial art, one can absorb the internal strength of all martial artists without any limit or side effects, and use it for one's own benefit, as easy as controlling one's own arm.

It can be called the number one cultivation plug-in in Jin Yong's world!

Even in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, the Star-Absorbing Art, which is comparable to the Book of the Golden Flower, is just a fragment of the fragment of the Divine Art of the North Sea. Compared with the original version, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Therefore, Zhu Moye never worried about getting too old and his meridians being fixed, making it impossible to practice internal energy.

He didn't believe that Duan Yu would have the heart to let the Xiaoyao Sect's tradition be lost after his death.

After all, for a warrior, the inheritance of peerless martial arts is more important than anything else.

Even Guo Jing, the hero who was devoted to his country and his people, hid the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Slaying when Xiangyang City was about to fall and he knew he would die, so that they could be passed down forever.

He is determined to obtain the Bei Ming Divine Art. Whoever stands in his way will die!

"Your Highness, Eunuch Yu is still in Yunnan Prefecture, awaiting your instructions. I wish you all the best."

Shang Ming bowed slightly and congratulated him in advance. Having been with this evil prince for ten years, the old eunuch was already familiar with some of his temper.

Zhu Moye nodded, pondered for a moment, and then ordered, "Tell Yu Zheng to guard Senior Duan Yu's remains, even if they are damaged in the slightest!"

"This prince will personally go to Yunnan Prefecture!"

Shang Ming's expression changed slightly, and he hesitated, "Your Highness, I dare you to instruct Eunuch Yu to transport Duan Yu's remains back to the capital. Lately, some within the East and West Factories and the Imperial Guard have been acting very unruly. They've colluded with Concubine Wan and are planning a comeback to target you. Leaving the palace would be like walking into a tiger's mouth."

Against me? That's fine!

A cold light flashed in Zhu Moye's eyes. He had not stirred up the court for ten years, and he was afraid that some people would think that he was weak and could be bullied.

He sneered and said, "Duan Yu was a martial arts veteran who lived hundreds of years ago. Digging up his remains is disrespectful. If I were to send him on a journey, I would feel uneasy. As for those who wish to deal with me, come on."

At this point, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in Zhu Moye's eyes, and he murmured darkly, "Haha... I've been training hard for ten years, and now my hands are itching to do something..."

Immediately, Zhu Moye seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Are those people you are talking about the survivors who practiced the Sunflower Manual back then?"

Over the past ten years, the two factories and one guard have never been at peace. Suddenly, nearly a thousand super masters appeared, stirring up quite a bit of turmoil in the Forbidden City.

However, in the undercurrent, some died, some were disabled, and some disappeared. Now, only a few dozen people are left alive.

However, the remaining dozens of people stopped fighting at the same time and were brought together by Concubine Wan who saw the situation clearly.

I'm afraid he has already seen through my evil plan.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is truly a master of foresight. Even through his arduous training, he has gained a thorough understanding of the affairs of the outside world."

After Shang Ming flattered him, a hint of childishness appeared in his old eyes.

There are dozens of people who have practiced the Sunflower Manual for ten years, and they are elites who have stood out among nearly a thousand strong people.

Although the power of any one of them is not as good as mine, when dozens of them are added together, no force in the entire palace can resist them, and they are even strong enough to usurp the throne!

The prince’s situation is worrying!

Um, I drank too much, so the third chapter is a little late, sorry...

Chapter 22 Undercurrents Surge!

"Haha, Eunuch Shang, don't worry. These people are just pigs raised by this prince. I can slaughter them anytime I want."

Zhu Moye was not moved at all and was in high spirits. The struggle in the court was a step-by-step battle, and if you lost one step, you would lose all the steps.

Ever since I defeated Concubine Wan's faction ten years ago and they were unable to recover, I have completely lost.

If that bitch Wan Zhen'er thinks she can make a comeback after resting for ten years, she is too naive.

Zhu Moye's starry eyes flashed with a cold light that captivated people. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured in a low voice: "If they want to die early, I will let them know what despair is!"

Shang Ming shuddered all over, then smiled bitterly. He thought he was really getting old and had become a little pessimistic.

This evil prince was able to stir up the world ten years ago. His intelligence is far inferior to his. When he set up the plan to spread the Sunflower Manual, he must have anticipated this today and probably had a way to deal with it long ago.

I was worrying in vain.

Thinking of this, Shang Ming felt relieved. As long as the prince did not fall, he would still be the powerful eunuch Shang and could live freely until his death.

At that moment, he bowed and said, "I have been worrying too much. Since the Crown Prince insists on leaving the palace, I will prepare for you right away."

"Go!"

Zhu Moye flicked his sleeves and indifferently spat out the two people. He exerted a little force on his feet, and after a few jumps, he fell into the woods and disappeared without a trace.

Inside the Daming Palace, the air was filled with mist and wisps of sandalwood drifted in the air, making people feel particularly peaceful.

Zhu Jianshen and Zhu Moye sat across the table from each other. On the table was a pot of steaming West Lake Mingqian premium Longjing tea, the aroma of the tea was very tempting.

Zhu Moye squinted his eyes and took a sip. A cool feeling spread through his limbs and bones, making him feel extremely comfortable.

Royal is Royal, no matter what it is, it is the best.

"I heard that you want to leave the palace?"

Zhu Jianshen took the lead in breaking the deadlock with a faint smile, even skipping the official titles, as if it were an ordinary conversation between father and son.

"After ten years of hard training, it's time to go out and explore the world."

Zhu Moye did not avoid anything and spoke frankly.

Zhu Jianshen's eyes twitched slightly, and he was choked by his words. He originally thought that Zhu Moye would come to question him, but he didn't expect him to be so free and easy.

"Don't you want to ask me some questions?"

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Zhu Moye opened his eyes and said, "Why are you still helping her?"

After years of getting along, Zhu Moye clearly felt that the person in front of him was not a tyrant. Knowing that Wan Zhen'er was ambitious and longed for power, why did he make such a stupid mistake and help her?

You have to know that Concubine Wan almost completely lost her power back then. If she hadn't received the emperor's help, the remaining masters in the two factories and one guard would have been unlikely to follow a powerless woman as their leader.

Zhu Jianshen smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed: "This is the most terrifying force in the world. Love often makes a person lose their mind."

At this point, he changed the subject and said, "However, you are also my only son. The reason I helped her is because I know that she can't beat you at all."

At the end of his speech, a proud smile appeared on Zhu Jianshen's face. No parent would not be pleased to see their children become successful.

"Besides, wasn't I helping you? Back then, when you cast your net wide and spread the Sunflower Manual, without my tacit approval, I would have eliminated this threat that could have overthrown the nation long ago. Why would I wait until now to help Zhen'er make a comeback?"

Zhu Jianshen stood up, a gleam in his eyes. He said, "After you suffered a great disaster, you became extremely intelligent and scheming, even terrifying. However, how many emperors in history didn't go through hardships before ascending to the throne and ruling the country?"

It's ridiculous that people still think that Zhu Jianshen is a foolish and incompetent emperor. Little did they know that he was such a wise man, secretly watching the people fighting with each other, and he only needed to nod or shake his head slightly to control everything.

This is the king! No one who represents the will of heaven is easy to deal with!

Zhu Moye's face was calm. He had been in this world for ten years and had long been ingrained. There were not many people or things in the world that could affect him. After hearing Zhu Jianshen's words, he simply stood up and said calmly: "I have never experienced love and don't understand this feeling. However, thank you for supporting my plan back then. That's all I have to say. It's time for me to leave the palace."

After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

"If you want to thank me, then promise me, at least... don't take her life."

Zhu Moye paused slightly, turned his head slightly, and said with a smile: "If you can persuade her not to make me uncomfortable again, I might consider not killing her!"

If I don't kill her myself, why don't I ask someone else to do it?

After muttering maliciously in his heart, he took a big step forward and disappeared near the Daming Palace in the blink of an eye.

……

At the same time, in the lobby of the Yangxin Palace.

Concubine Wan, who was gradually getting old and showing a mean look, sat on the main seat, with about fifty men of different sizes and ages sitting on both sides of her.

However, they all have one common characteristic, which is the gentleness that should not exist in men, or in common parlance, effeminate!

Obviously, they were the few dozen people who survived the battles between each other after practicing the Sunflower Manual.

Among them, there are the fewest people in the Jinyiwei. After all, the Jinyiwei are basically men, and there are very few people who can kill their brothers for force. The most are people from the Western Factory. They are eunuchs themselves and have no scruples when practicing. What's more, the prince forcibly killed Wang Zhi, which affected the interests of many people in the Western Factory. Naturally, they are the group with the greatest resentment.

The eunuch from the West Factory, who was sitting at the head of the seat below, pinched his fingers together, his eyes sparkling with peach blossoms, and said in a feminine and awkward voice, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince who has been hiding for many years seems to have made some moves."

Hearing this name, Wan Zhen'er's wrinkled old face revealed a trace of viciousness. She said hatefully, "I'm still wondering why this evil creature has been silent for ten years. Is he actually waiting for his men to help him dig up the remains of the former dynasty's number one master, Yuan Yu, so that he can inherit the Taoist tradition and dominate the world!"

"Ten years ago, he was still a child, powerless, yet he was already so terrifying. Now that he has mastered unparalleled martial arts, no one in the world can stop him!"

"My dear eunuchs, please help me..."

"kill him!"

Chapter 23 Lawless!