Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

Zhu Yuanzhang put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Zhu Youjian with a slight smile, and said: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You have reached the peak of your talent. Yes, after more than a hundred years, our Zhu family has finally produced a capable son. Liu Ji, please take a look at our grandson and see how lucky he is."

The Ming Dynasty has been passed down for hundreds of years, and everyone in the Zhu family is able to have children.

Today, the Zhu family, a royal family of the Ming Dynasty, has a population of probably over a million scattered throughout the Ming Dynasty.

After more than a dozen generations, Zhu Yuanzhang could no longer remember many of his descendants.

Zhu Youjian was not bad because he was very similar to Zhu Yuanzhang in some aspects, and he had been recognized by Zhu Yuanzhang before he ascended the throne.

Only after Zhu Youjian ascended the throne could he frequently visit the secret realm of the imperial mausoleum.

But even so, Zhu Youjian rarely saw Zhu Yuanzhang when he traveled in the secret realm.

Received Zhu Yuanzhang's order.

Liu Bowen also smiled carefreely, quickly made a seal with his hands, and looked towards Zhu Youjian.

However, when he saw this, Liu Bowen's expression changed drastically in an instant.

After a long time, Liu Bowen didn't know how many times the seals in his hands had changed. His face became more and more ugly, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang also discovered the same thing as Liu Bowen and couldn't help frowning.

After a pause, Zhu Yuanzhang said with a displeased expression: "Alright, you are a Feng Shui master and a qi-reading master, but you act like an actor to me every day. No matter if you saw the killing, I will pardon you. Speak now."

Liu Bowen was extremely famous in the Ming Dynasty and even in the entire Kyushu world.

Unfortunately, in front of Zhu Yuanzhang, he was like a grandson.

Liu Bowen was scolded, but he was not embarrassed. His face was still ugly as he said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid something serious is going to happen this time. I see the signs of the country's demise in His Royal Highness Longsun."

boom!

As soon as Liu Bowen finished speaking, the entire Zhengqi Pavilion exploded on the spot.

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that his hair stood on end, roaring like a dragon, and said, "Bullshit! We are still here. Who in the Ming Dynasty dares to be so presumptuous?"

Zhu Yuanzhang got furious, and the sky in the entire secret realm changed color and thunder rumbled.

Almost instantly, a series of extremely powerful figures appeared below the Purple Jade Dragon Pond.

Zhu Di, Zhu Wenzheng, Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Yijun, Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Lan Yu, Tang He, Qi Jiguang, Yu Daqiu, Li Shanchang, Yu Qian, Wang Yangming, Zheng He, Cao Youxiang, Wei Zhongxian, Chu Wanxin, Cao Shaoqin, Yu Huatian, etc., a series of figures with aura strong enough to shake the world, gathered together.

Seeing this scene, Liu Bowen couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Zhu Youjian's face turned pale.

Liu Bowen did not dare to keep the secret any longer and said clearly: "Your Majesty, I do see two signs of national destruction in this Dragon Sun."

"First, blood clouds covered the sky, thousands of miles of bones, the world was desolate, and it was close to doomsday disaster."

"Second, a large army of celestial beings gathered and rampaged through Jinling. Your Majesty personally welcomed the foreign army into the secret realm..."

Zhu Yuanzhang was furious. He stood up and roared, "Liu Bowen, do you really want to die? Are you mocking me on purpose? Am I a spineless person? Can I personally welcome the enemy army into the secret realm?"

If we say that Zhu Yuanzhang was just pretending to be angry before.

Now, Zhu Yuanzhang really wanted to kill someone. His murderous intent was so strong that it could tear the entire sky apart.

Chapter 664: The person who destroyed the Ming Dynasty?

Zhu Yuanzhang, a remarkable and heroic leader, truly rose from obscurity. He had been in the Beggars' Sect, worked as a monk, and joined the Ming Cult. Relying on his extraordinary talent and understanding, he turned an incomplete version of the Ming Shenwu Canon into a peerless martial art that led him to the pinnacle of humanity.

It can be said that Zhu Yuanzhang himself was a true immortal god, the kind that could kill immortals.

Throughout his life, Zhu Yuanzhang himself didn't know how many people he had killed.

Not to mention Liu Bowen, even if all the powerful men in the Ming Dynasty were combined, they would not be able to stop an enraged Zhu Yuanzhang.

Even if we ignore status and talk about cultivation, one word is not enough.

During the hundreds of years of the Ming Dynasty, there were only one and a half people who could control Zhu Yuanzhang.

One is Empress Ma, and the other half is Zhu Biao.

Unfortunately, neither Empress Ma nor Zhu Biao were seen around the Purple Jade Dragon Pond.

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang who was furious on the foundation of Zhengqi Pavilion.

The first to kneel was the current Ming Emperor Zhu Youjian, trembling and not daring to utter a word. Soon after, a large group of people living around the Purple Jade Dragon Pond also bowed their heads.

And just when Zhu Yuanzhang was about to kill someone.

Liu Bowen's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he spoke almost instinctively, "Your Majesty, I saw the Queen and the Crown Prince in the second national destiny."

Swish.

Zhu Yuanzhang's murderous aura paused in an instant, and the sky, which had been torn into pieces like a sieve, began to heal bit by bit. Only the clouds, mist, breeze, and other things that had stopped around him proved the terrifying suppressive power coming from Zhu Yuanzhang.

"What did you say?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's words were like the divine voice of Haotian falling from the sky. Although seemingly calm, they contained a heart-pounding coldness, as if there was a rolling thunderstorm hidden inside that could strike at any time.

Liu Bowen did not dare to delay for a moment and said, "I swear on my life that I saw the Queen and the Crown Prince in the second situation of national doom."

The scene instantly became quiet again.

No one dared to make the slightest sound. Even Zhu Di, the usually unruly Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, only dared to raise his head slightly and glanced at Liu Bowen and his descendant with great curiosity.

It took quite a while.

Zhu Yuanzhang had just restrained the terrifying oppressive force that made people's heart palpitate, sat down, and stretched out his hand as if to take the teacup, drink something, and calm his dazed mind.

But the entire Zhengqi Pavilion completely collapsed and turned into dust at this moment.

Zhu Yuanzhang naturally got nothing.

At this moment, the eunuch Zheng He flashed and brought a cup of steaming hot tea from somewhere and placed it right next to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang ignored the eunuch Sanbao and took a sip of tea absentmindedly, as if he was thinking about something.

In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't need to say anything, everyone could guess what he was thinking.

From Liu Bowen, everyone has learned that it might be for the sake of Empress Ma and the Crown Prince that Zhu Yuanzhang gave up the Ming Dynasty and welcomed foreign troops into the secret territory.

There is no doubt that the murderer who destroyed the Ming Dynasty was the key to saving Empress Ma and Zhu Biao.

However, even when the Ming Dynasty collapsed, the people below showed no expression at all.

After hundreds of years of wealth and glory and separation and death, everyone present has completely lost all worldly thoughts and is more focused on the development of the Tao.

If it weren't for Empress Ma and Zhu Biao needing the secret realm of the imperial mausoleum to nourish their vitality.

The secret realm of the imperial mausoleum needed the support of the Ming Dynasty's fortune, which forced everyone to stay here to suppress the country's fortune.

I'm afraid that everyone had already gone to heaven or the immortal gate a long time ago.

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a long time before he gradually came back to his senses.

Then, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Liu Bowen and said, "Liu Ji, tell me what you saw in You Jian?"

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang calm down, Liu Bowen wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Your Majesty, in the near future, during the reign of the current Dragon Grandson, a disaster that is close to destroying the world will occur in the entire Nine Provinces."

"This disaster, according to my humble deduction, has two possible outcomes: one is the destruction of the world, and the other is being defeated by humans."

"And the person who controlled the source of this disaster was the one who destroyed the Ming Dynasty. He was also the one who entered the secret realm of the imperial mausoleum and awakened the Empress and the Crown Prince."

"When this man travels, he is accompanied by a large army of celestial beings, and he also destroys our Great Ming State. He must be a supreme ruler."

"In today's world, the only people who have the potential to destroy the Ming Dynasty are Qin Shi Huang, Xiang Yu, Liu Bang, Liu Che, Liu Xiu, Liu Bei, Yuan Shi Huang, Genghis Khan, Kublai Khan, Sui Shi Huang, Yang Zhao, Li Shimin, Wu Zetian, Li Longji, and Song Shi Rong."

"The above people are all those predicted by this humble minister, and they are people with dragon energy."

Liu Bowen's abilities are certainly quite impressive.

Unfortunately, the world of Jiuzhou is too big, and there are still a few too many people with dragon energy and Ziwei fate.

It is rather difficult to find the one Zhu Yuanzhang wants to know from among so many people.

And just when Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows.

Zhu Youjian, who had not dared to say anything, finally spoke tremblingly: "Grandpa Taizu, I think the person who destroyed our Ming Dynasty is most likely from the Sui Dynasty."

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Zhu Youjian with a sharp gaze and said, "Oh? What's the reason? Tell me."

Zhu Youjian did not dare to look Zhu Yuanzhang in the eye, and said cautiously: "Replying to Grandpa Taizu, Daqin is very far away from our Ming Dynasty. It is located in the western Yongzhou. There are two dynasties between it and our Ming Dynasty, Sui and Song. Even if a stunning dragon is born in Daqin, I am afraid it will take a long time for it to reach Nanjing."

"The Yuan Dynasty is the mortal enemy of our Ming Dynasty. Even if our Ming Dynasty is destroyed, with the backbone of our Zhu family, we will fight to the death and will not give up with the barbarians on the grassland."

"The Song Dynasty has been on good terms with our Ming Dynasty recently. Although the Song Dynasty Empress Zhao Shirong has made the Song Dynasty prosperous, she has no courage to fight."

"Only the Great Sui Dynasty. Today, a spy came to the court to report that Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty had killed all those who went to the foreign ruins. The great Sui Dynasty nobles were indignant and forced the emperor to abdicate. Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty died last night. When the chaos starts, a true dragon hero will surely be born."

Hearing Zhu Youjian's words, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened in anger.

"You kid, why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier? Sanbao, go ask Yunqi about the Dragon Spirit Lamp of our eldest grandson Yunwen."

"Also, let's check carefully those young men of the Great Sui Dynasty that Liu Ji reported."

"You can also go to each family in Jinling and ask if there are any girls that they like among their descendants."

"Once we find out the truth, it will be of great use to us."

Chapter 665: The Yuan Dynasty, Temujin

In the secret realm of the Ming Dynasty's Purple Mountain Imperial Mausoleum, everyone had almost seen through Zhu Yuanzhang's attitude.

There is no doubt that it was for the "resurrection" of Empress Ma and Zhu Biao.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was still reluctant to give up the Ming Dynasty, he subconsciously agreed to give up the Ming Dynasty.

And just when the Ming Dynasty was in chaos.

The Yuan Dynasty, Onon River, Eternal Heaven.

A tent kingdom standing on the endless grassland, surrounding a majestic altar made entirely of huge black stones, with layers upon layers of tents connecting the sky and the earth.

And right below the black altar, there is a huge tent palace that is both vigorous and magnificent.

Jochi, Ogedei, Tolui, Kublai, Zhu Faqing, Bashiba, Meng Chixing, Longxiang Living Buddha, Marco Polo, Red Sun Dharma King, Murong Chui, Yelu Chucai, Ni Huihui, Poison Immortal and other top powerful people gathered together, their aura covering the sky and the sun, as if they were going to evolve the starry sky and the earth.

This is different from the relative harmony among the powerful people with profound background in the Ming Dynasty.

These powerful men with the background of the Yuan Dynasty were almost all the top ones among the various ethnic groups on the grassland. They were either attracted by Temujin's personal charm or conquered by Temujin's horse hoof.

Without Temujin present, the atmosphere between these masters was not very pleasant.

"Jochi, in order to offer sacrifices to the Eternal Heaven and win the favor of your father, the Khan, you have killed too many people and committed too many evil deeds."

"Humph, Tolui, I think you have been too deeply influenced by the Han people and you can't even hold the knife steadily."

"Big brother, fourth brother, this is Father Khan's Golden Tent, and please don't argue too much, Father Khan will not be happy."

"Master Faqing, I didn't expect you to come back alive from the Immortal Gate World."

"Bashiba, Mengchixing, I didn't expect you two to hook up with each other. One is soft and the other is hard. You are a match made in heaven. Why don't you have a baby?"

"Venerable Dragon Elephant, Venerable Red Sun, Buddha cannot be seen, only God is the only true God..."

Among the ethnic minorities on the grassland, very few people observe etiquette.

If they were in Temujin's Golden Tent, they might have started fighting over a single disagreement.

However, just when the atmosphere in the golden tent was becoming increasingly tense, a burly man with a long beard and an unusual appearance, with a golden sword on his waist, strode into the golden tent.

The moment the sturdy man walked into the golden tent, everyone in the tent quickly quieted down.

No matter if it was the demon-like Jochi, or the burden-like Fenglinhuoshan, or the devil sect, living Buddha, shaman, god of war, high priest, priest and the like, they all looked at the sturdy man who walked into the golden tent with great admiration.

The man who came was Temujin, with fire in his eyes and light on his face, and he had a heroic spirit that could intimidate everything.

Behind Temujin was a beautiful middle-aged woman with eyes as bright as lamps, dressed in dark blue clothes, and exuding a sweet scent like virgin blood. She was Temujin's first Khan, Borte Khatun.

Börte was not as captivating as Temujin, but she had a kind of gentle aura that was calm and peaceful. It seemed that her every move and every glance could calm people down and quell all restlessness.

"Why are you all silent? Changshengtian will not forbid its people from running and talking freely on the grassland."

"In Temujin's Golden Tent, people are not prohibited from speaking either."

"My friends, don't be shy because of my arrival. Here, you are free to rejoice, drink and sing loudly."

"Juchal, my eldest son, you need to rest recently. The smell of blood on you scares even the wolves in the daytime and the crows in the night."

"Kublai Khan, my most outstanding grandson, you need to step forward and let your grandfather see how you have grown."