Zongwu: Daming wrote a diary, Lao Zhu took concubines for me

Ying Tianfu, Linggu Temple.

The abbot of Linggu Temple is giving a lecture to the little novices.

Suddenly, the abbot felt a sense in his heart, his words stopped, and his face stiffened.

I saw the old abbot looking in the direction of the Forbidden City with incredulous eyes.

Don't say a word, just bow down.

And the remnants of countless eminent monks in the stupa in the backyard trembled involuntarily.

"The Living Buddha... It's the reincarnation of a living Buddha!"

The novices looked puzzled.

Although they did not have the same sense as the abbot, looking in the direction of the Forbidden City, they faintly felt awe and inoffensiveness.

So they also bowed down with the abbot.

Such scenes also took place in the large and small Zen temples in the Imperial Castle.

......

Pranya Mountain, Hanging Temple.

The first one is playing alone against the chessboard under the Bodhi tree.

The stone chessboard in front of him is simple and vicissitudes, not like a mortal thing, revealing a bit of mystery.

At this moment, the first seat of the sermon, which had closed his eyes and was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

"What a powerful Donkey Kong Realm!"

"It actually condenses the law of the immovable Ming King!"

"Which Buddhist powerhouse in the upper realm descended to earth?"

"No, it seems to be the reincarnation of Nirvana?"

......

The concubine Xuan, who settled in the Imperial City Inn, also felt inexplicable palpitations at this moment.

Although she cultivates the "Cihang Sword Codex", she is a Buddhist disciple after all.

Regarding the coercion faintly coming from the direction of the country's eunuch, the concubine showed an unbelievable look.

Could it be... It's Zhu Ming's movement again, right?

Over this time, the women who have copies have inadvertently reached a consensus.

But if there is any vision in the Ming Imperial City, whether it is ten thousand swords coming to the dynasty or the palace is collapsing-

Most of it is related to Zhu Ming.

......

However, this time Zhu Ming's breakthrough was not noticed too much by the Ming royal family.

On the one hand, those who can sense this breath are all Buddhists.

And most of the people in Buddhism are silent about the incarnation of this living Buddha.

So this matter is only circulated in the mouths of some pilgrims.

In addition, there are too many talented people in Emperor Ying's City now.

After all, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It is also the day when Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow are about to fight.

Not only the Daming rivers and lakes, but also the strong people in the major rivers and lakes of Kyushu in the world have come to see this shocking battle.

......

At this time in the imperial city.

Xuan Ci, the abbot of the Shaolin faction, was still staring in the direction of Guozijian and was speechless for a long time.

He came down to Songshan this time to persuade the old and new sword gods to turn their rivalry into jade silk.

But I never thought that as soon as I entered the imperial city, I felt such a powerful breath of Buddhism.

Actually, it was an unexpected delight.

At this moment, for him, the duel between the old and new sword gods is not so important.

He was desperate to see this reincarnated Buddha.

......

The Wudang faction led the team this time with the Mudao people.

Originally, according to the usual practice, the Wudang Seven Heroes under the head Zhang Sanfeng should be responsible for leading the team.

However, this wooden road person is more familiar with Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Blowing Snow and others in the Daming River and Lake.

Therefore, this time the leader was handed over to him.

......

And the Emei faction this time is the extermination master Tai himself.

Not long ago, the former head Dugu Yihe suffered an accident.

Fortunately, his junior sister came forward and turned the tide.

This stopped the decline of the Emei faction.

However, under the investigation of the thunderous exterminator, he did not gain much.

The exterminator came to Emperor Ying's City this time with the intention of using the power of the Ming Jinyi Guard to find out the truth.

......

Among the Five Peaks Sword Sect, the one who came this time was the Huashan Sect.

The person at the head is the head of Huashan, and the gentleman is not a group.

He was followed by a soft and beautiful woman who was talking and laughing, a chic man, who was Ling Hu Chong, the senior brother of the Huashan faction.

The person who talked to Ling Hu Chong was Yue Buqun's beloved daughter, Yue Lingshan.

And following the two was a handsome but somewhat gloomy young man, who was Lin Pingzhi.

Yue Buqun stared at the top of the Forbidden City at this time, silent for a long time.

"What's the matter, senior brother?"

It was Ning Zhong who spoke, who was not only Yue Buqun's junior sister, but also his beloved wife.

"I don't know when, my Huashan can also have this majesty......"

Yue Buqun let out a long sigh, shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Ning Zhong was silent for a while.

Yes, although the Wuyue Sword Sect all cultivates swords, even if they are tied together-

His attainments in swordsmanship are not as good as a Ye Gucheng, or Ximen blowing snow.

In the past, when Ye Gucheng was just starting out, he picked Huashan with a sword.

At that time, it was the end of the sword qi dispute, and it was the Huashan faction, the most declining era.

Dugucheng's sword was so abused that the entire Huashan faction couldn't raise its head, leaving only a faint sentence.

"It doesn't have to be in Huashan to talk about swords~. "

This is a great score of shame engraved in the hearts of every disciple of the Huashan Sect.

And tomorrow they are likely to witness Ye Gucheng's defeat, and it may also be his continued glory.

For a moment, Yue Buqun's eyes looked a little complicated.

And at this moment, a hearty voice sounded behind him.

"Master, don't worry. "

"When I practice my sword hard day and night, it will not be long before I win glory for the Huashan faction. "

"It is incumbent upon our generation to recast the glory of Huashan. "

And at this moment, the Huashan disciples behind him seemed to be infected by their own senior brother, and they repeated this sentence one after another.

"It is incumbent upon our generation to recast the glory of Huashan. "

"It is incumbent upon our generation to recast the glory of Huashan. "

Listening to the passionate and indignant words of his disciples, Yue Buqun smiled a little helplessly.

He said secretly in his heart.

Some gaps cannot be bridged by hard work.

This gap in the inheritance of swordsmanship has sometimes made you lose at the starting line!

......

At this moment, there is another scene in the Jinyi Guard's yamen.

Commander Ji Gang's expression was solemn, and he inspected every brocade guard under him.

Flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife.

The rows of brocade guards, their faces awe-inspiring, are full of slaughter in this cool autumn day.

"Do you know who you're protecting?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. "

"And what you are going to face is not only the people in the Ming Martial Arts that we dealt with in the past......"

"They may be from the Great Qin, they may be from the Great Song Dynasty, or they may be from ......the Tang Dynasty."

"They may use poisonous smoke, they may use hidden weapons, or even Gu magic, use firearms......"

"But we still have to swear to protect Your Majesty's safety. "

"Whenever we are afraid of a point and take a step back, behind us is Your Majesty, the dawn people of my Ming Dynasty!"

"So you say...... Can we get back?"

At this moment, Ji Gang's eyes were unruly and cold.

"Can't!"

The voice was so neat that it seemed to come from a person.

Ji Gang nodded with satisfaction.

"Go!"

"No!"

Brocade clothes travel at night, and thousands of families retreat.

September 15 night, Mid-Autumn Festival.

However, in the imperial city, there are not many people who admire the moon today.

Because of the top of the Forbidden City, a peak duel between the new and old sword gods is about to be staged on the glazed tiles of the Fengtian Temple.

On the newly built stands, the royal chariot stopped.

The person in the chariot, through the beaded curtain, can't see the face clearly, but he has the supreme majesty.

It is His Majesty the Great, Hongwu the Great.

And the periphery of the stands has long been guarded by the Imperial Forest Army.

They are ready to attack.

Any strong man who dares to take a step closer to the stands from the air will be pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows.

The material of the chariot is a sandwich layer made of fine iron, which can be fully protected even in the rain of arrows.

This layer of defense was also proposed by Zhu Ming.

He knows these people who love to use light skills best.

In this scene of 10,000 arrows, not a single mosquito can fly in.

Outside the stands, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but sigh with the honest monk.

"These eighteen highnesses have a lot of ghost ideas. "

"I'm afraid that even if Ye Gucheng and Ximen make a move together, they won't be able to move Your Majesty, right?"

"It's like being armed with an Iron King. "

As soon as he heard Lu Xiaofeng's words, the honest monk quickly looked around and said in a low voice.

"This is the Royal Palace. "

"Don't dare to talk nonsense. "

"Brother Lu actually scolded His Majesty for being the eighth king... Amitabha. "

The corners of Lu Xiaofeng's mouth twitched slightly. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

That's the fucking thing you heard, didn't you?

A hundred miles away from the imperial city, the team of the Shifting Flower Palace came in a mighty way.

Invite Yue walked out of the jade chariot and stretched.

"Finally caught up, the mountain road in the past few days has been painful for the palace. "[]

Although their sisters may have arrived long ago by rushing directly with light skills, they still chose to bring the people in the palace over slowly.

After all, they are the famous Flower Shifting Palace, and there is still some pomp and circumstance.

Lianxing also walked out of the jade chariot and quietly rubbed his waist.

This mountain road is bumpy, but it is really better to use light work.

She didn't care about the noodles or anything, but who told her sister to mind!

Sister Invite Yue will always be in some strange places, especially particular.

Thinking of this, Lianxing showed a helpless smile.

On the next road, they planned to rush there alone.

After all, now that the dynasty is under martial law, it is difficult for so many people to enter the city.

I don't know when I'm going to check just by checking it.

Although they are the famous Shifting Flower Palace, they dare not be casual in the face of the Ming Dynasty.

The two palace masters put everyone in place to rest and left.

However, not long after the two palace masters left......

Vision!

Hidden arrows are striking in the surrounding woods.

The group was already trekking through mountains and rivers, quite tired, and when they encountered a sudden attack when their spirit was relaxed, they naturally couldn't react.

In an instant, the team of the Shifting Flower Palace suffered heavy losses, and dozens of female disciples had already been killed by arrows on the spot!

When all the disciples of the Shifting Flower Palace were captured, two figures leisurely came out from behind the trees.

A man with a lewd face, a rickety body, crippled legs, and a wheelchair is the leader of the twelve stars, Wei Wuya.

He looked at the boy on the side, and his face showed a bit of flattery and flattery.

"It's really worthy of the county lord, and he took down the famous people in the Shifting Flower Palace without much effort. "

"It's okay, it's just the beginning. "

I saw the person next to Wei Wuya, with bright eyes and bright teeth, eyes like blue waves and autumn water, white clothes fluttering, and the paper fan in his hand shook gently.

It seems that she is still a men's beauty.

The top of the Forbidden City, above the Temple of Heaven.

At night, thick clouds are thick.

The cool breeze invades the bones, and the wind and rain are coming.

Autumn is bleak, and winter is coming.

The clothes are grinning, and the sword is full of intentions to kill.

At the top of the Forbidden City, the dangerous building is afraid of high winds.

On the moon and night, the birds break off the night.

"You're here. "

I don't know when two swordsmen appeared on the Forbidden City, one was dressed in a white robe, with a cold face, proudly at the top of the Forbidden City.

The one on the other side was also dressed in white, holding a long sword.

The evening breeze gently stirred the long hair on the foreheads of the two, fluttering arbitrarily.

At this moment, the hearts of the two peerless swordsmen had become as cold and sharp as their swords, and they seemed to be completely emotionless.

Countless people in the martial arts were far away from them, and although their swords had not yet been unsheathed, their sword qi was already terrifying.

This kind of fierce sword momentum is something that only a peerless swordsman can have.

Obviously, both of them are very close to the realm of the unity of heaven and man in the way of the sword.

It's not just the peerless sword in their hands that's terrifying.

It's the two swordsmen themselves.

Ye Gucheng slowly asked:

"Don't come to the past year, don't come unharmed?"

Simon Fuxue was expressionless, just watching him quietly.

"Let's fight. "

Ye Gucheng said: "That's good." "

At this time, his voice was already a little out of breath, and after saying two words, he seemed to be wheezing.

Ximen Fuxue was still expressionless, ignoring it, but slowly raised the sword in his hand and said coldly:

"This sword is a sharp weapon in the world, the blade of the sword is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels. "

Ye Gucheng said: "Good sword." "

Ximen blows the snow and says: "It is indeed a good sword." "

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand.

"This sword is cast by the essence of overseas cold iron, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade of the sword is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels. "

Ximen Fuxue nodded slowly: "Good sword." "

Ye Gucheng said: "It is indeed a good sword." "

Although the swords of the two had not yet come out, the invisible momentum collided in the void.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Ye Gucheng has fallen behind.

It's a bit of a struggle.

At this time, as a mutual friend of the two, Lu Xiaofeng also went to the eaves.

Around the stands below, people in the major rivers and lakes were puzzled.

This is just when the tension is blowing, what is Lu Xiaofeng doing when he goes up?

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said:

"Both of them are contemporary swordsmanship masters, and they are highly regarded by the world, and their swords must not be quenched, let alone hidden machine spring hidden weapons. "

There was silence all around, breathing audibly, all waiting for him to continue.

He added: "It's just that this battle is far from ancient to modern, and it will be passed on to future generations.

Ye Gucheng bowed slightly: "There is no need." "

Ximen Fuxue looked at Lu Xiaofeng with his hands and his brother, and after a while, he finally nodded slowly.

If it was someone else, he would never nod, before the decisive battle of life and death, how could the weapon of controlling the enemy leave his hand?

But after all, the person who said this was Lu Xiaofeng, one of his few best friends.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, strode forward, walked in front of Ximen Fuxue first, took his sword, and turned around to leave.

He went to take the sword of Shi Gucheng again, held the two swords in his hand and muttered (the king's):

"Sure enough, they are all good swords.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly said: "The two peerless swords, when they are in the hands of someone in my Lu, how can they be willing to return them?"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

At this moment, with Lu Xiaofeng's actions.

It's not just the two swordsmen who are stunned.

Everyone under the eaves was stunned.

Huashan faction.

"Senior brother, what does Lu Xiaofeng mean by this? In front of everyone's eyes, the sword of the two great swordsmen who are greedy for ink?"

Yue Lingshan frowned slightly and looked at Ling Hu Chong beside him.

And Ling Hu Chong sighed.

I'm afraid that only my innocent little sister would ask such a question.

"I'm afraid... I can't bear it. "

Shaolin faction.

Abbot Xuanci clasped his palms together, looked compassionate, and said a Buddha name.

"Amitabha. "

"Lord Lu really has a wise root. "

Emei faction.

The exterminator looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a hippie smile on the eaves, raised his eyebrows, and snorted coldly.

"Naive. "

"The arrow is on the line, and it has to be sent. "

"Doesn't he understand this?"

And Zhou Zhiruo, a disciple who followed behind her, searched around the stands.

There are so many princes on it......

I don't know if the Eighteenth Highness is among them.

Above the Fengtian Temple.

Lu Xiaofeng clamped the scabbard under his armpit, reversed his wrist, and both swords were unsheathed.

The sword is full of energy, and the brilliance is dazzling.

It seems that even the full moon in the sky seems to have lost its color.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled slightly:

"Sharp weapons and artifacts are only inhabited by the virtuous, have you ever heard of this sentence?"

No one answered, no one knew what to do.

Lu Xiaofeng then said to himself:

"I've heard this before, and I can see that there are no tricks on these two swords. "

After saying this, the sword was sheathed.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly raised his head and threw a sword to Ximen Blowing Snow and a sword to Ye Gucheng.

Then he jumped off the eaves.

Everyone was stunned.