Hearing Hu Yun ask about the word "Zhu", Wu Ming, who transformed into a handsome young man, looked a little surprised: "I have hidden my true face for more than a month. I heard that the Taoist priest is now at the age of knowing his fate. It seems that You shouldn’t recognize my face.”
Hearing that the other party did not deny it, Hu Yuan became more and more surprised and asked again: "Pindao accidentally saw several portraits collected by the palace because of his disciple Zhu Shou. One of them was a meticulous portrait of Emperor Jianwen. Mr. His appearance is quite similar to that of Emperor Jianwen, I wonder..."
Wu Ming suddenly laughed loudly, with an indescribable desolation in his laughter: "It's rare that the Taoist priest is willing to call his late father the word 'emperor'. After the so-called Jingnan Campaign, even the historian wrote about him At that time, they always wrote their names without hesitation. Now that the Taoist priest has seen it, I don't have to hide it anymore. I am Zhu Wenkui, the eldest son of Emperor Jianwen. Because he felt that Zhengshuo of the Ming Dynasty had died a hundred years ago, Therefore, I call myself ‘ignorant’.”
Shen Lang, who was sitting on the stone steps behind, suddenly said: "No wonder you are bent on confusing the Ming Dynasty. It turns out..."
Zhu Wenkui sneered and said: "Now that times have changed, I don't expect to be able to reverse the situation by myself, but seeing the descendants of the usurper and traitor enjoying the land that belongs to me... Hey, this will never be easy for me!"
From Zhu Wenkui in front of him, Hu Long thought of a secret from the previous generation that he had mentioned when chatting with his disciple Zhu Houzhao, and he figured out many things from this.
If Zhu Wenkui, who is expected to live over 100 years old, can retain his youth like himself, it can be attributed to the magic of "Ming Yu Gong".
However, since the founder of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng, this world has completely cut off the path to transcending innateness. There is really a lack of a reasonable explanation for why the other party was able to advance to the subtle realm.
"Pindao heard that in the past, there was a pair of ancient treasures, the Water and Fire Dragon Balls, hidden in the palace. If someone could refine and swallow them using martial arts techniques that combine the power of yin and yang, they would not only be able to gain otherworldly power, but also gain extraordinary power. But they can live forever. These two dragon beads disappeared when Emperor Jianwen fled for refuge. I think they are now in the belly of Mr. "
Zhu Wenkui said calmly: "In the past, my father arranged for someone to escort me to escape from another way, and put the most precious water and fire dragon beads on my body. Later, when I was avoiding the masters sent by Zhu Di to kill me, I accidentally broke into the past year. The relics of the Yihua Palace not only received the legacy of the Yihua Palace, but also relied on the Ming Yu Gong to refine the Water and Fire Dragon Balls and become a great master in the subtle realm.
"After I successfully came out of seclusion, I intended to enter the palace immediately to kill the rebels, but Zhang Sanfeng stopped me and took me to see my father, who has always been under his protection. My father has been practicing Taoism with Zhang Sanfeng since he ran away from the palace. I have looked past many things, and I am not willing to stir up trouble again and destabilize the country. He advised me to remain anonymous like him and not be involved in worldly affairs. I couldn't disobey my father's orders, and I didn't want to set foot on the same land as the traitor, so I went to sea to create this An inheritance.”
Seeing that the other party revealed everything about himself without any secret, Hu Long sighed with a somewhat troubled expression: "Sir, if you are so honest, have you made up your mind not to let Pindao and Brother Shen leave this place?"
Zhu Wenkui slowly raised his palm, and his skin once again became as crystal clear as jade ice, with a cold air: "The Taoist Master just rescued Master Shen from the edge of life and death, but he had to suffer death again. Do you think he should Thank you or blame you?"
Hu Long stopped talking, but a dark golden dragon-shaped flying knife appeared out of thin air in his hand.
He used the thumb, index finger and middle finger of his right hand to hold the handle of the flying knife, which was shaped like a dragon's tail, and pointed the tip of the knife, which was slightly upturned like a dragon's kiss, to the ground.
The light of the knife reflected the moon, reflecting a faint golden light into Zhu Wenkui's eyes.
Zhu Wenkui's eyes narrowed slightly: "I have learned Fairy Yuehua's 'Frost Moon Sword' many times. Although it is a unique skill in the world, it is only unsatisfactory. I heard that the Taoist priest and Fairy Yuehua have the same sect, but I don't know this. The skill of flying knives with one hand is in the same line as this, or it may have another mystery."
Hu Long lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the tip of the knife that flickered like a golden star, as if he wanted to use his eyes as a medium to pour all his heart and soul into the flying knife.
"I will never disappoint you sir!"
As he spoke the last word "yes", he raised his arms, raised his wrists, and flicked his fingers with extremely elegant and perfect movements. The dragon-shaped flying knife turned into a faint light and shadow that was difficult to catch with the naked eye the moment it left his hand.
Zhu Wenkui didn't make any other response, just gently pushed his raised palm forward.
This palm's power is not outward but restrained. It is surprisingly the ninth highest level of "Ming Yue Gong".
With a palm, the air in front of his body made a harsh hissing sound. Centered on his palm, it gathered, compressed, and condensed crazily, instantly condensing into a surface that was five feet long, wide, and about one foot thick. Although it was invisible, it could be touched and sensed. A real “wall”.
Creating something out of nothing, condensing energy into steel, this is his astonishing method of using the ninth level of "Ming Yu Gong" to cultivate into the subtle realm.
"Ding!"
A loud clang sounded like gold and iron clashing. The dragon-shaped flying knife was nailed to this invisible wall of air. The tip of the knife shaped like a dragon's kiss penetrated for more than three inches, and the condensed steel-like air around the knife blade actually appeared. Spider web-like cracks.
"Ding!"
The second clang was still loud and exciting.
It turned out that what Hu Long fired with one hand was actually three dragon-shaped flying knives.
The three paper-thin flying knives were originally close to each other as one body when they left the hand, but soon they were separated in order, and they lined up end to end in the air.
The first flying knife was blocked by the air wall, and the second flying knife stuck close to the former and pierced the air wall. The tip of the knife penetrated more than three inches, and the cracks on the air wall became denser and longer.
"Ding!"
The third flying knife arrived again, and it still stuck close to the former and pierced the air wall, becoming the most vulnerable point after being attacked twice.
The air wall exploded like a crystal struck by a heavy object, returning to formless and qualityless air and dissipated.
The three flying knives that struck through the air wall with three consecutive strikes were tightly integrated into one, and the speed that had almost stagnated was instantly increased to the extreme again.
At such a short distance, Zhu Wenkui had no time to block or use his body skills to dodge. It seemed that in the next moment he was going to be penetrated through the throat by a dragon-shaped flying knife that was too fast to be caught.
But he happened to make an action that he still had the energy to do no matter how hastily he was - he opened his mouth.
And of course he didn't just open his mouth, a stream of sparkling wine spurted out from his mouth, and along with the extremely cold energy spurted out of his mouth, it condensed into a handleless ice sword that was more than a foot long, and hit the flying sword head-on. knife.
The swords clashed with each other, making a clanging sound. The ice sword exploded into pieces, and the flying knife split into three and shot back.
Hu Yuan raised his hand and used the "Dragon Capture Hand" to catch the flying knife that had lost its strength and could no longer do anything. He looked at Zhu Wenkui who was standing with his hands behind his back in surprise. At that time, he just wanted to shout at the opponent: " There’s piracy!”
