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The Gengjin energy was extremely sharp and filled with murderous intent, but it was not as gentle and fierce as the Lihuo. It began to destroy his body unscrupulously.

He rushed all the way, cutting countless meridians and cells in Zhu Moye's body. The next second, the soft breath of fire blew past slightly, and the injured body recovered rapidly as if bathed in spring breeze.

In this way, the process of tearing, healing, tearing, and healing continued to cycle in his body.

With each cycle, his body became stronger. After hundreds of cycles, Zhu Moye's cells and meridians had become dozens of times stronger than before.

When the Gengjin energy attacked again, it could no longer cause much damage by cutting into the body.

"This is the time!"

Zhu Moye muttered to himself, controlling the muscles all over his body, which suddenly swelled up. Every cell and pore grew wildly, absorbing everything.

The Gengjin energy raging in the body was like being pulled by a black hole, and was irresistibly divided and devoured by every cell, every inch of bone and muscle.

Zhu Moye was still not satisfied, and secretly used the Beiming Divine Art. His body seemed to have turned into a giant mouth of a glutton, never knowing how to be satisfied, and greedily absorbed the Gengjin aura that still remained in the golden water.

Shang Ming, who was already in shock, saw that the orange-yellow golden water in the wooden barrel was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it turned light yellow. In another breath, it became as light as clear water, without any trace of luxury.

"Ah!"

A long roar that pierced through gold and shattered stones, resounding throughout the palace, suddenly exploded and soared into the sky.

Zhu Moye suddenly opened his eyes, and a dazzling golden light shot out from his divine eyes, like a rainbow piercing the sun, shooting out a hundred feet of golden light. His muscles shook, and the wooden barrel exploded, splashing water everywhere.

The body suddenly appeared, like red gold, and the golden light filled the entire hall.

After a long period of preparation, the climax is about to come.

Chapter 92 Harvest the fat pigs!

Shang Ming couldn't open his eyes because of the sudden golden light, and quickly closed his eyes to block the dazzling light.

After a while, the martial arts hall returned to peace again.

Shang Ming only opened his eyes slowly after he felt the golden light that was about to pierce his eyelids gradually fade away. There was still a trace of lingering fear in his old eyes.

After regaining his sight, the scene he saw left him dumbfounded and he almost bit his tongue.

Zhu Moye's entire body seemed to be made of gold, even his hair had become like golden ribbons, and every inch of his skin was filled with explosive energy. He was raising his neck and roaring continuously, the sound waves rolling, and his physique was so strong that even his roar had lethality.

If the previous Zhu Moye could break a huge rock weighing tens of thousands of pounds with one punch, now he can break a small hill with one punch with all his strength.

Zhu Moye howled for a while before waking up. He then raised his palm and held it across his eyes.

"Fuck, this is so exaggerated, the whole body has turned into gold?"

After letting out an involuntary exclamation, he began to hit his arms against each other a few times.

Loud bangs suddenly rang out, like the sound of metal clashing, as if what were colliding were not arms, but two extremely tough copper pillars.

"No, his body strength is at most the same as copper, far from being indestructible."

After testing his physical strength, Zhu Moye frowned and groaned.

"Stupid brother, you've only absorbed a tiny bit of Gengjin Qi. How could you possibly reach the highest level of physical cultivation so quickly? You're too greedy."

Tianyi’s angry voice rang out in his mind.

Zhu Moye was slightly stunned when he heard this, then smiled. It seemed that the little girl thought that his method of doubting her was wrong, and she was a little angry.

After taking a deep breath, Zhu Moye's mood calmed down a little.

Increasing the body's strength several times at once is already quite incredible.

The path of martial arts cannot be achieved overnight, and this speed of practice is already quite good.

As the saying goes, greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. If you want to become fat in one breath, you will only end up eating yourself to death. Those who are content are always happy.

If other warriors knew that Zhu Moye had cultivated the Supreme Golden Body in a short period of time and was still not satisfied.

I'm afraid he would be so angry that he would bleed. If it were an ordinary person, even if he knew the method, he would probably not be able to raise so much gold in his lifetime.

"Good girl, I'm just a little impatient. I don't doubt your intentions. Don't be angry."

After calming down, Zhu Moye quickly sent a message to explain to the little girl.

Tianyi is a lively little fairy, and her insights into the martial arts are far beyond his reach. If she is really angry and doesn't show him the way, how long will it take for him to figure it out on his own?

"Well... I'm not angry... Bro, I'm hungry..."

I'll pour it!

Zhu Moye's face was full of black lines, as if he saw the little girl in his consciousness space, with a red face, begging for food coquettishly.

"Okay, I'll wash up later and then tell the imperial kitchen to prepare 500 different meals for you!"

"You'd better tell me how to restore your original state now. Going out with a golden body on your head will scare people to death."

Zhu Moye was helpless with this little girl and could only agree with a bitter face, and then asked his own questions.

"Well...wouldn't it be fine if you just retracted the Gengjin Qi scattered on the surface of your body into your body?"

Zhu Moye nodded upon hearing this and felt the condition of his body.

He found that all the pores had closed and were tightly covered by a layer of extremely sharp Gengjin energy, making him look like a golden bronze man.

At that moment, he controlled the breathing frequency of his muscles, shook violently, opened his pores, and absorbed all the Gengjin Qi back into his body.

The next second, his body returned to its pure jade-like color. Although it looked too perfect, it had already returned to normal.

"Congratulations to the Emperor on achieving an indestructible body. This is truly a blessing for the people of the Ming Dynasty."

He had just finished everything when Shang Ming came up to him, gave him a brand new set of clothes, and casually flattered him.

Zhu Moye took the clothes, but his expression didn't change at all. He just shook his head slightly and said, "King Kong is King Kong, but he is far from being indestructible."

Having said that, she began to put on her clothes quietly, regardless of Shang Ming's reaction.

After getting dressed, Zhu Moye turned to look at Shang Ming and instructed, "Go and tell the people in the imperial kitchen to hurry up and prepare 500 meals for today. I have something to go out for."

Shang Ming nodded and immediately asked, "Your Majesty, if you have important matters to attend to, please ask me to handle them. Why do you need to leave the palace yourself?"

Zhu Moye raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said playfully, "Do you think that with your body, you can handle those forty inner palace masters who are also practicing Sunflower?"

Upon hearing this, Shang Ming was stunned at first, and immediately thought of why Zhu Moye wanted to leave the palace. It was obvious that the internal energy in his physical body had exceeded the internal energy, and the perfect balance was about to be unmaintained.

This is the rhythm of leaving the palace to harvest fat pigs.

As the saying goes, young and strong are better than strong ones, and two fists cannot beat four hands. Shang Ming thinks that he is already old and his physical strength and energy are not as good as before, but he can still try to deal with four or five people.

Forty... He shuddered at the mere thought of it.

Immediately, he shook his head like a rattle and said with a wry smile, "Ahem, this old servant has been feeling a bit weak lately. Your Majesty is young and energetic, so I'm sure it would be great if you could gain some experience."

"Tsk, if you don't have the guts, just go to the imperial kitchen and urge them to cook!"

After Zhu Moye cursed with a smile, he immediately performed the Lingbo Weibu and within a few breaths, he was far away from the Daming Palace.

……

At this time, in the villa of the Military Governor's Mansion.

Forty middle-aged men with feminine and sinister looks gathered here, whispering and discussing something.

"Boss, now that we've lost Concubine Wan's support, we're like a lost dog. If we don't find a strong backer, the Emperor will kill us sooner or later!"

"Flying Eagle, are you stupid? If the emperor wanted to kill us, why would he wait until now? Can't you see that he is giving us a chance?"

"Stop arguing! Boss, let's put aside other matters for now. Lord Xiang invited us to a gathering tonight. Do you want to go?"

The tall man sitting in the center frowned, not knowing how to make a decision.

"Haha, why not?"

Just when the atmosphere was silent, a hearty laugh floated in from high school, and everyone's face changed drastically, as if facing a great enemy!

Chapter 93 Surrender or die!

This voice, which came from nowhere, was mixed with an inner force as unfathomable as the abyss.

Apparently, even though the person was still very far away, he had already overheard their conversation through his amazing hearing ability.

After a few breaths, everyone woke up from their shock. They were all alert, facing the four directions of east, south, west and north, staring at their surroundings with full vigilance, ready to strike with thunder at the slightest movement.

call!

Suddenly a strong wind swept in, followed by a violent whistling sound. A figure like an immortal god flew in from the sky, leaving a series of afterimages in the air.

The forty palace masters who had practiced the Sunflower Manual had not even had time to react before the tall figure had already landed steadily on the ground.

This scene made their hearts sink and they were terrified.

The Book of the Golden Flower is famous for its ghostly speed. In terms of internal strength, it is far inferior to the incomplete Star-Absorbing Art of Bei Ming, but it is definitely the best in terms of speed.

However, with their refined skills gained from practicing the Sunflower Manual for ten years, they didn't even see the shadow of the person coming before he fell among them.

If this person intended to kill, at least three or four of them would have become corpses by now.

Who on earth could possess such astonishing skills?

Everyone turned their heads to look towards the center, and saw a handsome man wearing an apricot-yellow costume, with a leisurely smile on his face and a look of contempt in his eyes.

Who else could it be if not the current emperor, the great martial emperor Zhu Moye?

Their breathing stopped at the same time. They were discussing some outrageous topics here as if no one was around, but they never expected that the person who was responsible for this matter was listening calmly from a distance.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

It seems that those ten people did not die at the hands of Zhu Moye, but were actually killed by him.

But... even if he grew wings, it would be impossible for him to obtain Duan Yu's inheritance and return to Chenjia Village in such a short time!

What's more, even if he inherited Duan Yu's skills, something as wonderful as martial arts cannot be achieved overnight.

Even though the Book of the Golden Flower was regarded as the supreme, in the first year of their training, only their physical speed and sword skills improved by leaps and bounds, and their overall martial arts strength increased several times.

Only after reaching the master level of cultivation can one open up countless meridians in the body, absorb the external spiritual energy into the body, and directly possess the powerful internal strength of sixty years.

This is already an incredible martial art. Even if the legacy left by the previous dynasty's number one master was powerful, it couldn't be so outrageous that it could allow a person with no martial arts skills to suddenly become so powerful, right?

No matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't figure out how this series of impossible things became reality.

The unknown is always the thing that humans fear most deep down in their instincts.

Just by looking at Zhu Moye, they were already in a panic and afraid before the battle even started.

"I didn't know your Majesty was coming, so I was unable to greet you. I beg your forgiveness."

The tall man in the center, known as the leader, took a deep breath to hide the fear in his eyes, took a step forward, bowed and said something, but did not mean to kowtow.

This person was originally Yang Ming, the deputy commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and Wan Tong's right-hand man. He was extremely powerful and unwilling to be inferior to others. However, he was afraid of the power of Concubine Wan and never dared to take action against Wan Tong.

After obtaining the Sunflower Manual, he reluctantly sacrificed his brothers, and the desire for power in his heart began to stir. After eliminating countless people who were practicing the Sunflower Manual at the same time, he began to form a clique and gathered dozens of elites who stood out from the group of Sunflowers, and formed the highest military force in the palace. He defected to Concubine Wan, but to put it bluntly, he was just cooperating with her and was not sincerely convinced by her.

He originally wanted to destroy the common enemy Zhu Moye and then accomplish something great. Although he didn't have that idea of ​​becoming the emperor, he would at least be a ninth thousand year old who was second only to the emperor.

But he didn't expect that Zhu Moye would appear like a god from heaven, sweeping away all the conspiracies and tricks, turning his perfect plan into a pipe dream.

He was able to suppress his anger and greet Zhu Moye politely because he did not dare to act rashly due to Zhu Moye's extraordinary power.

Zhu Moye thought of all the information about this person, his eyes flickered, and he understood. Then his expression became indifferent. He did not respond to his words, but asked coldly:

"Why don't you kneel down when you see me?"

"Are you planning a rebellion?"

Hearing Zhu Moye's aggressive aura, Yang Ming's breath suddenly stopped. He couldn't suppress his anger and his expression became a little ferocious. He said hatefully, "Hmph, kneeling down doesn't matter. We once planned to kill you. Do you think kneeling down will stop you from killing us?"

"That's right, Boss, you're right. A real man should die with dignity!"

"That's right, that's right. Everyone in the Imperial Palace knows what kind of person you are, Zhu Moye. You are vindictive and cruel. The tragic death of Concubine Wan is chilling just thinking about it."

"Haha, it's ridiculous that those fools actually thought you were some kind of saint descended to the world. They all wanted to worship you as a god. How foolish!"

"Humph, a violent death is still the same, so who cares if he's the emperor or not? Let's fight him together!"

"Haha, if I could drag an emperor along to be buried with me before I die, I would be so proud in the underworld!"

Seeing that Yang Ming took the lead, he was already planning to break up with Zhu Moye.

Seven or eight guys who were fence-sitters saw this situation and looked at the forty innate masters around them. The fear in their hearts was dispelled a lot and they began to speak ill of each other. They had completely forgotten what the dragon robe on the person in front of them represented.

The remaining thirty or so people were slightly shaken when they saw that Zhu Moye did not lead his troops to charge in directly, and could only watch the situation develop.