Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

"Not being able to have a fair duel with Ximen Chuixue must be the biggest regret in my life, Ye Gucheng."

"Haha, is my Fairy from the Sky invincible, or is Ximen Chuixue's Sword God Smile better? This difficult question will become an unsolvable puzzle from tomorrow on..."

"What a shame, what a pity!"

Chapter 427: Sunflower Ancestor, celestial-level combat power!

Forbidden City.

Deep in the palace.

Although it was already midnight, the young Emperor Zhengde was still tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Feeling bored, he slowly got up and went to the imperial garden alone to relax.

Although he has been on the throne for three years, the young emperor still feels overwhelmed.

The Ming Dynasty, which seemed to be prosperous, was actually facing external and internal troubles.

Externally, a powerful enemy, the Jurchens, are lurking and waiting for an opportunity to invade the Central Plains. Internally, there are underworld forces such as the Sun and Moon Sect causing chaos in the world and attempting to overthrow the government.

But what worried Emperor Zhengde the most was not these powerful enemies, but his uncle, Zhu Wusi.

Since ancient times, a weak son and a strong mother has been a taboo when the throne is passed on.

Little do people know that what is a hundred times more cruel than "the son is weak and the mother is strong" is "the nephew is weak and the uncle is strong".

Moreover, there have been precedents in our dynasty of uncles usurping the throne from their nephews.

The King of Yan seized the throne from Jianwen and eventually became known as the Great Emperor...

Emperor Zhengde knew it very well.

I am not a wise and capable emperor.

Compared to his uncle who is both talented in civil and military affairs and extremely powerful, he is simply useless.

Even in the minds of most court officials, the white jade pillars that support the sky and the purple gold beams that span the sea of ​​the Ming Dynasty all belonged to that iron-hearted godly marquis.

emperor?

He was just a lucky kid who was born in Empress Zhang's belly by chance.

"Uncle, how should I treat you?"

"Over the years, you have indeed made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty, but as a member of the royal family and the Iron-hearted Divine Marquis of the Hulong Villa, isn't this your responsibility?"

The little emperor sighed softly, a hint of bitterness appearing on his face.

He could feel it clearly.

Although he was the emperor, most of the power in the court was still firmly in the hands of court officials and Zhu Wusi.

Thinking of this, the little emperor's face turned even paler. He closed his eyes helplessly and asked softly to the shadows:

"Grandfather, do you think that if this continues, can the emperor's uncle really curb his ambitions?"

The next moment, in the seemingly deserted shadow, a thin and old figure appeared out of thin air like a ghost, appearing silently in the darkness.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. As long as we are in the Forbidden City, I am fully confident that I can protect Your Majesty and keep him safe."

The person who spoke was an extremely old eunuch with white hair.

He looked like an old man who was about to die, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

But few people know that this white-haired old eunuch is the young emperor's greatest confidence and the most powerful master in the Forbidden City.

"Grandfather, thank goodness you are here."

"Otherwise, even a good night's sleep would be a luxury for me."

The young emperor sighed softly and looked at the white-haired old eunuch with eyes full of admiration.

The last thing his father did before he passed away was to entrust him to this ancestor who was said to have lived for hundreds of years.

It was also because of this that the young emperor had some confidence to deal with Zhu Wusi.

After all, this ancestor is the pillar of support for the Ming royal family.

With the help of the magic array set up in the Forbidden City and the integration of hundreds of years of imperial luck of the Ming Dynasty, the Sunflower Patriarch possesses a combat power that is enough to rival that of a celestial being.

There is such a master in the realm of heaven and man sitting in the Forbidden City.

Zhu Wushi, the traitor, would never dare to break into the imperial city even if he had unparalleled martial arts and overwhelming power!

Chapter 428: Sunflower Patriarch: We will take action ourselves!

"Grandmaster, why did you ask me to agree to let those two Jianghu people fight in the Forbidden City?"

After hesitating for a long time, the little emperor finally couldn't help but express his doubts.

He was certainly not doubting the decision of Patriarch Kuihua.

For him, Sunflower Patriarch is his only support.

But the young emperor was still very curious. Why would his ancestor, who had always attached the most importance to royal pressure, allow two ignorant swordsmen to fight each other on top of the imperial city this time?

The old man sighed softly, a hint of coldness flashed across his old eyes, and he said quietly:

"Your Majesty, there is only a thief who can steal for a thousand days, how can you be on guard against thieves for a thousand days?"

"This old servant wants to take this opportunity to intimidate those people in the Ming Dynasty who have ulterior motives. As long as my Sunflower Ancestor is still alive, they won't be able to cause any trouble!"

Hearing this, the little emperor's eyes lit up instantly, and he said loudly:

"Grandfather, do you mean... that you will personally take action tomorrow?"

The Sunflower Patriarch chuckled, a faint smile appeared on his old face, and he said leisurely:

"Sword God Ximen Chuxue, Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng, what a great reputation."

"Haha, these two are considered the best in the martial arts world today, but in my eyes, they are still a little immature."

"Especially in this imperial city, our family treats them like ants."

The eyes of the Sunflower Patriarch were quiet, but they were filled with extremely strong self-confidence. He looked towards the bright moon in the sky and muttered to himself:

"I haven't taken action for a long time, so let's just kill the chicken to scare the monkeys!"

"In the battle on top of the Forbidden City tomorrow, I will personally take action to capture these two lunatics and imprison them in the Heavenly Prison for ten years to announce to the world the majesty of the Ming Dynasty royal family!"

These words made the little emperor's heart surge and his blood boil.

Worthy of being an ancestor!

A super master who has been accompanying the dragon chariot since the time of Taizu!

The so-called Sword God Ximen Chuxue and Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng were like ants in the eyes of the old ancestor and could be captured with ease!

hum!

Thinking about it this way, although Zhu Wusi is extremely powerful and has great martial arts skills, as long as the ancestor is around, what kind of splash can he make?

Wait a few years, and when I take power, that will be the day when these traitors will die!

On the side, the old ancestor of Kuihua secretly glanced at the little emperor and shook his head imperceptibly.

How many years did he live?

The emperor alone served several.

It is clear that the little guy in front of him is not a seed of an emperor with great talent and strategy, but a mediocre and incompetent person.

But it's a pity.

The previous emperor, Emperor Xiaozong Zhu Youtang, and Empress Zhang had only this one legitimate eldest son.

Even if he is mediocre and incompetent, the throne can only be succeeded by the little emperor.

But for the Sunflower Patriarch, it doesn’t matter who succeeds to the throne.

As long as the Ming Dynasty can continue.

He would be able to enjoy the nourishment of the Ming Dynasty's national destiny forever and achieve an alternative kind of "immortality", which is why he could live so long.

"It's late at night, Your Majesty should return to the palace to rest."

The eyes of the Sunflower Ancestor were slightly narrowed. There was darkness and depth in his old eyes, like two cold pools, which made people dare not look directly at him.

Rather than being a human, it looks more like a thousand-year-old monster.

Even the little emperor, who was extremely respectful of this ancestor, felt a little fear in his heart and said obediently:

"Yes, ancestor, I understand."

Chapter 429: Su Rongrong and Li Hongxiu, the two girls have a night talk!

Baiyun Temple.

Ever since Chu Liuxiang agreed to steal the jade seal for Zhu Wusi.

Although Su Rongrong and Li Hongxiu did not gain freedom like Song Tianer, they were finally moved from the dungeon to a nunnery.

Although he is still under house arrest, the conditions are much better than before.

At least, you can move freely around the room.

Although it was late at night, the two sisters still had no intention of sleeping.

On the one hand, she was worried that Chu Liuxiang would risk his life to sneak into the palace to steal the imperial seal tomorrow night, and on the other hand, she was worried about the safety of her good sister Song Tianer.

Although in name, Song Tianer was free.

But Su Rongrong and Li Hongxiu were both very smart girls, and they naturally knew what was going on.

Zhu Wusi would never let Tian'er go so easily.

Li Hongxiu sighed, a hint of worry flashed across her clear black and white eyes, and she said softly:

"I don't know how that little girl Tian'er is doing now."

"This little lazy bug hates practicing martial arts. If that bastard Zhu Wusi really sends people to hunt her down, I'm afraid she will be hard to resist!"

At this time, Su Rongrong on the side shook her head, holding a different opinion, and whispered:

"I don't think so."

"Hongxiu, think about it carefully. If we can both foresee something, how can Brother Chu not foresee it? Since he tried every possible means to let Tian'er go, he must have his own plans. Don't worry..."

Hearing this, Li Hongxiu narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, felt a little relieved, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Indeed."

"Brother Chu's wisdom is far superior to ours. He must have some considerations!"

Having said that, the bitterness in Li Hongxiu's eyes still did not dissipate.

These words are nothing more than self-consolation.

She is well-versed in martial arts and has a deep understanding of the world's masters.

For a strong man like Zhu Wusi who is at the level of a terrestrial immortal, it is difficult to find a second person who can compete with him, even in the entire Ming Dynasty.

Even if Tian'er really escaped.

Who else can I ask for help?

Ji Bingyan? Hu Tiehua? Zuo Qinghou from Zhibei Villa? Or the wonderful monk Wuhua from Shaolin Temple?

Although these people are all close friends of Brother Chu and their martial arts are quite impressive, they are still far inferior to the evil villain Zhu Wusi...

Unless, a powerful land immortal who is capable of fighting against Zhu Wusi can be invited.

No, it is difficult to fight against the thief after all.

It's easy to say.

But is it so easy to seek help from a land immortal?

Although Brother Chu has friends all over the world, he has never met such a super strong person.

What kind of expert can a little girl like Tian'er invite?

Thinking of this, Li Hongxiu couldn't help but become more desperate.

At this moment, Su Rongrong seemed to have noticed the sadness in her good sister's eyes. She couldn't help but sigh softly and bite her red lips with her pearly teeth.

After hesitating for a while, she made up her mind, leaned close to Li Hongxiu's ear, and whispered: