Dadu, Wan'an Temple.
"Zhao Min, this is a matter between the two of us, and only between you and our Mingjiao. Why do you want to involve my master?" Zhang Wuji asked Zhao Min.
Zhao Min picked up the tea cup and said with a confused look: "Now it is no longer a matter between me and you, it is a matter between the emperor and the world."
Zhang Wuji frowned. He had been on a deserted island since he was a child. Later, when he returned to the Central Plains, he was injured by the two elders Xuan Ming. He went to Butterfly Valley to recuperate and learned medical books, so his education was not too high.
I don't know anything about the general trend of the world. I only know one thing: violence and evil.
"Princess Zhao Min, can you help me? My master is so old and you let him come to Dadu. If he is plotted again, how can I have the face to face these uncles?" Zhang Wuji begged.
Zhao Min smiled. She liked Zhang Wuji's kindness and simplicity. The key was his martial arts skills. It's best to take advantage of this kind of person.
"Master Zhang, that is the emperor's decision, how can I interfere?" Zhao Min smiled and saw Wuji's anxious look, changed the topic and continued.
"However, if Master Zhang Da agrees to my three conditions, I can ask my father to go to the emperor to intercede for him. As for whether things will come true, I can't guarantee it!"
Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment, then said firmly: "Okay! I agree! Tell me, what are the conditions?"
Zhao Min said with a smile: "I haven't thought about the conditions yet, I will tell you when the time is right!"
"It's a deal!"
Suddenly, one of his men rushed in.
"The princess is in trouble!" When he saw Zhang Wuji, his men stopped.
After receiving three promises, Zhao Min was in a good mood and waved his hand: "Master Zhang Da is not an outsider, tell me!"
Both his subordinates and Zhang Wuji were stunned. This scene seemed a bit familiar.
After a few breaths, Zhao Min became a little impatient.
"Reporting to the princess, Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang and Zhou Zhiruo of Emei joined forces and headed towards the imperial city openly and openly. They were invincible and unstoppable.
The 50,000 imperial troops could not stop them even half a step, and they were less than five miles away from the imperial city before they came down. The emperor ordered that all troops and retainers in the capital be sent to intercept.
Those who kill Zhang Sanfeng and Zhou Zhiruo will be granted the title of king and prime minister, and will be given a land thousands of miles away!
Anyone who fails to come will be punished for treason! "Reported by subordinates.
Zhao Min was stunned: "Why don't they care about the identities of the Ming Cult members and the disciples of the four sects? Didn't you tell them?"
His subordinates shouted: "I told you, it doesn't work!" Zhang Zhenren casually slapped the envoy who came to deliver the message dozens of meters away, and also shouted that if Zhang Wuji died, he would be buried with Yuan Ting today.
And they will go to the emperor today to discuss Taoism and Buddhism with him! "
Zhao Min stood up quickly, with a hint of panic in her tone that she had never experienced before. This was the second time she had experienced this feeling at her age.
"Order, everyone, follow me to the Imperial City to rescue him!"
Zhang Zhenren's meaning was very clear. Today was to force the emperor to die, and she would definitely not kill the emperor, so she had to rescue him. If not.
Regardless of whether Zhang Zhenzhen succeeds or not, she has only one way: death!
Walking to the door, Zhao Min turned around and looked at Zhang Wuji who looked hesitant over there: "Master Zhang, you promised me three promises. Now I will make the first condition: that is, you help me stop Master Zhang. As long as you promise me. If you can stop them, I can let everyone in Wan'an Temple go, otherwise I will light the explosives under Wan'an Temple now and send those martial arts people to the west."
When Zhang Wuji heard this, his eyes widened: "You..."
Zhao Min also calmed down at this time, took out the folding fan from his waist, waved it slowly, and waited for a reply. The folding fan has a white jade handle, and the hand holding the handle is so white that it looks like the handle.
Zhang Wuji's expression changed, he hesitated for a few moments, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"
There were his grandfather and uncle in Wan'an Temple, as well as so many righteous heroes and anti-Yuan righteous men. If he had the chance, how could he bear to watch those people die.
As for stopping the master, if he thought about it, as long as he told him how powerful he was in person, the master would definitely give up.
When the time comes, with the lightness skills of Master and Junior Sister Zhiruo, it will be easy to escape, and he can also save everyone, which is the best of both worlds.
"Master Zhang, it's up to you!" Zhao Min said with a smile.
…
Dadu, at the entrance to the imperial city.
"Run, run, these two are not human!"
"You are not allowed to run. I will kill anyone who runs! No one is allowed to run!" A soldier said angrily, waving his sword and covered in blood.
But all the blood belongs to his subordinates, and even those who are interested can see that he is trembling.
The strong draw their swords at the stronger, but the weak only attack the weaker.
Zhang Sanfeng and Zhou Zhiruo, one on the left and the other on the right, have almost become a forbidden area with a radius of ten meters. Moreover, this forbidden area is still slowly moving towards the imperial city. Even if there are masters and large armies blocking it, the speed does not change at all.
No illness, no slowness.
The old Taoist priest raised his hand and waved lightly, and there seemed to be invisible force all over his body. The muscles and bones of everyone who came in were crushed and they were knocked away far away.
The girl didn't make a move at all. An indestructible sword was swimming around her. The sword's light was cold and anyone who came close would be torn into pieces.
The two of them were walking leisurely from beginning to end, and they still had plenty of energy to spare, no matter whether they were ordinary soldiers or famous masters in the world.
In front of the city gate, there was only a young man blocking him.
When he saw Zhang Sanfeng and Zhou Zhiruo, the young man bent down and bowed: "Master, Junior Sister Zhiruo, let's stop.
Heroes of the Four Sects and Mingjiao Priests, thousands of lives depend on your thoughts! "
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and shook his head: "Wuji, you still don't understand!"
Zhang Wuji was anxious: "Master! The princess has promised me that as long as you stop, she will go back to the emperor to plead for mercy. Not only will she spare my martial arts world, she can also promise that from now on, everyone of all races and surnames will live together equally.
From now on, those people will never be oppressed again!
If you insist on meeting Emperor Yuan, millions or tens of millions of people may be implicated and killed by you in the future.
Master, if you are just like Junior Sister, let’s stop! "
In the last sentence, Zhang Wuji said it sincerely. He really wanted to save people, and he believed that what Zhao Min told him was the truth.
These days, that beautiful girl has never lied to him.
Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "Wuji, do you still remember the last words your mother said before she died?"
Zhang Wuji was stunned and remembered his most desperate scene.
"Wuji, my mother will teach you one last thing. The more beautiful a woman is, the more she will lie to others!"
After hesitating for a moment, the young man said firmly: "I believe her, she won't lie to me!"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled helplessly at Zhou Zhiruo, who had remained calm next to him: "Young friend Zhou, you are laughing. Let me clean up the house first."
Zhou Zhiruo nodded in agreement. If a small princess could change the foundation of the Yuan Dynasty, then whose world would this Yuan Dynasty be?
so funny! Fortunately she could bear it.
Seeing the beautiful sister Zhiruo again, Zhang Wuji sighed in his heart, why did he stand on the opposite side of him every time? It would be great if one day, he and her were the same person.
"Master, please give me some advice!" Zhang Wuji raised his hand to signal.
The words didn't make sense, so naturally he saw the truth. In these days, he often fought against Zhao Min's masters. He believed that he had completely mastered the essence of martial arts of various schools, and his understanding of the Great Shift of the Universe was also improved.
In his eyes, the changes in power in the world are as transparent as they can be understood and broken with just a raise of his hand!
So even in the face of the legendary martial arts myth, his master dared to stand in front.
He believes that he is right!
Zhang Sanfeng walked up to him, slowly raised his hand, and then slapped Zhang Wuji casually.
Zhang Wuji, who was waiting carefully, was concentrating on feeling the changes in power, and then his face changed. It seemed that the world that raised him had abandoned him, and the huge force was squeezing directly on him.
Four taels can transfer a thousand catties, but how can one transfer ten thousand catties? The transformation of energy that he was so proud of could be said to be nothing compared to the power of heaven and earth.
"Pa~"
With a slap from a distance of more than ten feet, Zhang Wuji was slapped to the wall with almost no resistance. His head tilted and he fainted.
Zhang Sanfeng showed almost no affection for his disciple. He knew that the more he cared about something, Yuan Ting would threaten him with that.
He used to be Wudang Mountain, but now he may be his disciple.
Arriving at the tall city gate, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the girl beside him: "Little friend Zhou, it's up to you."
He entered the Tao with his spirit and controlled the outer world. According to his calculations, when the soul was completed, he could use his own heart to replace the heaven's heart, speak the Dharma, and the heart is the Tao.
But this girl actually embarked on a completely different path, using her own body to achieve enlightenment and using her strength to overcome cleverness.
Sometimes he can't figure out why a small human body can contain so much power.
The legendary demon clan?
Zhou Zhiruo knew that Zhang Laodao was not strong enough to deal with the thick city gate that could only be pulled by dozens of people using tools. He nodded, stretched out his hand, and returned the spinning Yitian Sword to the palm of his hand.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the surrounding people and those on the city wall, the little round face turned cold, his eyes widened, and he snorted: "Ha!"
Thinking he was full of murderous intent, he struck out with a sword.
"Boom~"
The city gate was torn apart, and the soldiers blocking the gate behind were killed and injured instantly.
This is still a human being!
Everyone opened their mouths slightly, feeling that their martial arts masters might have misunderstood.
Manpower can actually reach this point.
Could it be that what the ancients said about man being able to conquer nature, was misinterpreted by them? Not everyone together, but just one person?
For a moment, the whole city seemed to be quiet.
…
Entering the palace, the two of them still walked around, discussing which buildings were good from time to time.
Whether the emperor is present or not, whether he flees or not, actually has little to do with them.
I just want to tell the entire Yuan Ting not to fight, otherwise, you will die!
A long while.
"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived!" Following the shouts, the current Emperor Yuan actually did not escape in person, but instead brought people over in person.
There were plenty of ceremonial guards, including a compass chariot, a drum chariot, an egret chariot, and a luan flag chariot, etc., holding cross swords and bows and arrows to clear the way. Guards composed of cavalry lined up at intervals surrounded the way, and there was even a band behind them.
There are two drummers in front of the band who are responsible for directing the performance. The musical instruments of the band are mainly various kinds of drums, including drums, big drums, cymbals, festival drums, snare drums, habao drums, etc., as well as wind instruments such as flutes and flutes...
Zhang Sanfeng and Zhou Zhiruo were both stunned. The little yellow cat was sitting on the roof of a certain palace. It was eating melon seeds and tasting some worthless medicinal materials such as ginseng and deer antlers picked up by the roadside. Now Also a little speechless.
He is worthy of being an emperor.
Arriving in front of the two of them, Borjijin Tohuantemur (meaning "iron pot" in Mongolian) got out of the car, trotted up to Zhang Laodao, bent down, and was very polite.
"In front of Master Zhang, you are actually free to visit my place today. It really makes my little place shine. Come, let's have a banquet! I want to have a good drink with Master Zhang." Emperor Yuan greeted.
Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand casually: "Don't give me these vain things. It's boring. I'm here today to tell you firstly that I'm not interested in being your Great Yuan Imperial Master. Secondly, if you do some things, I won't be able to do it." happy."
"Okay, that's it, let's say goodbye!"
After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left with his hands behind his back.
Emperor Yuan looked at Zhou Zhiruo expectantly: "Master Zhou, where are you?"
Zhou Zhiruo gave him a cold look, then stared at the roof to the east.
Whoosh~
The yellow shadow flashed, and a little yellow cat, a little bigger than a palm, appeared on her shoulder. It was as golden as jade, and it reflected the whiteness and beauty of her skin.
"Bah, bah~" The little yellow cat was eating happily: "Meow~"
have they gone? Play for a while longer, I haven’t seen enough yet!
The girl rolled her eyes at him, turned and left.
A secular emperor is no different from a mortal. He will grow old, get sick, and die, but she doesn't care about it.
Emperor Yuan smiled flatteringly. Although he felt that the precious medicinal materials held by the cat seemed a bit familiar, he still did not say a word.
for a long time.
Bo'er only let out a sigh of relief when he could no longer see the two figures.
"Your Majesty, should we send troops to round them up? No matter how strong they are, they can't defeat an army of 100,000 people!" A trusted eunuch stepped forward and suggested.
Bor glanced at him, raised his hand, and ordered: "Drag him out and chop him!"
"yes!"
The eunuch was startled, knelt down quickly, and cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, please spare my life!"
Emperor Yuan ignored him and turned back to his sedan chair. He didn't even dare to walk, his legs were a little weak.
He is a little lucky now. Because he was lazy at the time, he fortunately did not insist on the suggestion made by his subordinates: kill all the Han people with the surnames Zhang, Wang, Liu, Li, and Zhao.
It turned out that I was only a little away from dying on the spot.
Returning to the main hall, the throne, and the officials who had disappeared all stood upright one by one, as if they were not the ones running away.
Emperor Yuan glanced at them. After all, the law does not punish everyone, and he wanted to run over just now to take a look.
But he could run away from the monk, but he couldn't run away from the temple. Sooner or later, he would still face the two gods of murder.
Then find a chicken to kill.
"Where is King Ruyang?" Emperor Yuan asked.
He remembered that he was the one who suggested this plan, and wanted to use explosives to kill them when Zhang Zhenren rescued them.
If someone comes directly to the palace to look for him, can he not let him go?
waste!
"Your Majesty, King Ruyang is fighting against those rebels in Jiangxi Province." The seventh prince reminded.
"For such a long time, even a small army of thieves has been unable to capture him. So, depose the king, remove his military power, and ask him to come back to the capital and tell me why he is such a waste!" Emperor Yuan said calmly.
"yes!"
The Seventh Prince was stunned. Now in the Yuan Dynasty, the only one who is good at fighting is King Ruyang. You still want him to come back.
Are you from across the street?
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