Ming Dynasty: 100-year-old Heavenly Master, Zhu Yuanzhang’s biological father

The roof of Qintian Prison.

Zhu Shizhen slowly retracted his hands and stood facing the wind, but not a drop of rain fell on him.

Zhu Xiongying, who was standing not far away, was dumbfounded because he had just witnessed the entire process of the Grand Master's command of the wind and rain.

"Grand Master is truly a god." He secretly shouted in his heart.

Zhu Shizhen looked up at the sky.

He tried to integrate himself with the aura of heaven and earth. The next level of the spirit transformation realm is the realm of refining the void. He needs to find a way to unify the five elements and integrate himself with the heaven and earth. From this Only then can one enter the Void Refining Realm

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, and it is almost impossible to enter the Void Refining Realm."Zhu Shizhen frowned,"There are only two ways. One is to refine elixirs. Are there any rare medicinal materials in the world that can be used to achieve breakthroughs through elixirs? The other is to use luck to incarnate the body."

He pondered for a moment and decided that neither of these two methods should be given up. He must grasp it with both hands, and he must be strong with both hands.

It would cost a lot to collect rare medicinal materials from all over the world, and he would never be able to do it by himself. He could only rely on the royal family. Go and fool some wealthy nobles.

Blah blah blah...

The heavy rain kept frightening, and Zhu Shizhen returned to the corridor.

A Lingtai Lang from Qintian Prison hurriedly came up from downstairs and bowed to Zhu Shizhen:"Master Jianzheng, the emperor and his ministers We're almost downstairs, hurry up and pick him up."

"It's raining so hard, why is he here? Is there something wrong? Zhu

Shizhen held his forehead speechlessly and said to Zhu Xiongying beside him,"Xiongying, go and tell your grandpa Huang that Pindao just cast a spell and needs to practice in seclusion. Let him go back.""

That seventh-grade Lingtai Lang's jaw dropped in shock. Do you want the emperor to go back?"

"obey."Zhu Xiongying bowed, and he was not surprised at all.

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Downstairs of Qintian Prison.

Zhu Yuanzhang and his ministers came to Qintian Prison in the rain, of course to thank the prisoner.

After a long drought, there comes rain.

This heavy rain not only alleviated the drought, but also dispelled the rumor that"the emperor slaughtered too many people and suffered natural disasters".

Zhu Yuanzhang may not care about these rumors, but he cares about the people's support

"Why is no one picking up the car?"Mao Xiang, the commander of the Jinyiwei, yelled.

In the heavy rain, all the ministers turned into drowned rats. The big raindrops hit their faces, making them hurt.

There was no way, the emperor wanted to come in the rain, could they not come?

Li Shanchang, Lu Zhongheng, Tang Shengzong, Lu Ben, and others were naturally unwilling to come. They used to mock the Heavenly Master in various ways, but now they are being slapped in the face like crazy.

"The emperor has arrived!"Mao Xiang yelled.

Bang!

The door was opened, and the emperor's grandson Zhu Xiongying walked out. He was startled when he saw the ministers who were soaked by the heavy rain in the rain.

"The grandson pays homage to Grandpa Huang."Zhu Xiongying bowed to the imperial sedan chair

"Where is your great master?"Zhu Yuanzhang asked

"Grandpa Huang, Grand Master said that he just cast too much spells and needs to practice in seclusion. Zhu Xiongying said,"Grandpa Huang, please come back.""

What?

If you refuse to see the emperor, this old heavenly master will defy heaven.

" The ministers wiped the rain from their faces and looked strange.

"We want to thank Heavenly Master in person."Zhu Yuanzhang said.

Zhu Xiongying was in a dilemma. Hearing Grandpa Huang's tone, he insisted on meeting him this time. What should he do?

Suddenly, a voice seemed to fall from the sky.

"Chongba, Pindao has gone into seclusion, please go back. Qin Tianjian predicted wind and rain for the Ming Dynasty, which was his duty."

When the ministers heard this, they were shocked.

What?

The Heavenly Master actually called the emperor by his first name.

"presumptuous! Old Taoist, how dare you be rude to the emperor?"Li Shanchang shouted

"When did Qin Tianjian become so arrogant? Lu Ben agreed,"You refused to see the prince in the morning and the emperor in the afternoon?" Against you?"

"shut up!"Zhu Yuanzhang shouted loudly at the two of them.

Then, he bowed to the Qintian Prison Tower and ordered to return to the palace.

The ministers were stunned.

After all, the emperor didn't get angry.

"Get started!"

After the eunuch shouted, everyone followed the emperor's car back to the palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting in the sedan, looking surprised and suspicious, and murmured to himself:"The voice of the Heavenly Master is like our father."

When he thought of his father who starved to death, he felt sad. When he was buried, there was no coffin, not even shoes. He was wrapped in reed mats and buried

"Father, mother, the foundation of Ming Dynasty is built on your bones and the bones of millions of common people. We remember all this, and we know that every time we raise our heads, we must be worthy of heaven, and every time we lower our heads, we must be worthy of our ancestors underground."

Zhu Yuanzhang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes became extremely firm.

Soon, he returned to the palace and hurried to Kunning Palace.

Queen Ma has recovered, and Kunning Palace has returned to normal. Zhu Yuanzhang is still used to coming. When eating here, Queen Ma’s stir-fried vegetables and sesame cakes are better than those in the Imperial Kitchen.

"Heavy eight, it finally rained heavily."Queen Ma said

"It was the Heavenly Master who did this to pray for rain. Zhu Yuanzhang spread his hands and said,"We just went to Qintian Prison, but he refused to meet us.""

"You won't lose your temper, will you?"Queen Ma raised her eyes and asked

"No."Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head

"Hey, that's strange. Normally, if someone bumps into you, wouldn't you chop them up?"Queen Ma smiled

"Sister, the voice of this old heavenly master... uh... sounds like our dead father. Zhu Yuanzhang sighed,"When we hear him talking, it's like hearing our father talking to us.""

Speaking of this, he had tears in his eyes again.