Elsewhere in the Forgotten Lands, Yang Xuan fell from the sky.

"Bang!"

Zhu Xinghe, who was hidden by Yang Xuan, fell from the sky and fell to the ground fiercely, and the crown that symbolized the emperor also rolled aside.

But he didn't make a sound, just stood up silently and looked at Yang Xuan without saying a word.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Yang Xuan said lightly.

Zhu Xinghe was silent.

The moment the fire dragon attacked, he thought he was dead, but he knew that the fire dragon just swallowed him, and then he fell into darkness, unable to hear anything, unable to see anything.

It wasn't until Yang Xuan threw him out just now that he realized that he was no longer in the palace, or even in Sun Moon City.

"Because you're just a piece of waste, kill you, I'm dirty. Yang Xuan looked at him and said lightly, not even the slightest hint of ridicule, just recounting a fact.

Zhu Xinghe's face showed anger, he stared at Yang Xuan deadly, and said word by word: "I am not a waste, I am the emperor of the Ming Empire, and I am Zhu Xinghe." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth, and he repeated his words: "You are a waste." ”

"I'm not, I've killed you. Zhu Xinghe's eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, and he raised his fist and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

Bang!

Yang Xuan kicked him to the ground, and at the same time added: "Waste!"

Zhu Xinghe didn't say a word, got up from the ground, and rushed towards Yang Xuan again.

Yang Xuan kicked him to the ground again.

Seven or eight times later, there were blood stains on the corners of Zhu Xinghe's mouth, and he had completely lost his strength, but he was still struggling to stand up, wanting to attack Yang Xuan again.

"You said that you are not a waste, I haven't even used the slightest cultivation, you are not my opponent, what is not a waste?" Yang Xuan's big foot fell and stomped on his face fiercely.

Zhu Xinghe's face began to deform at Yang Xuan's feet, but he still struggled and wanted to stand up.

Yang Xuan let go of him and watched Zhu Xinghe struggle to stand up, wanting to rush towards him again.

"Actually, your ideals are very good. Yang Xuan suddenly arrived.

Zhu Xinghe was stunned.

"Do you want to achieve it?" Yang Xuan said with a slight smile.

Zhu Xinghe was silent, not understanding what Yang Xuan meant.

At the same time, a sentence floated into Zhu Xinghe's ears.

"The ideal is good, but there is only one possibility to achieve it. ”

"What is possible?"

Zhu Xinghe looked at Yang Xuan's back and asked, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't help asking.

"When you're at the top of the world, you can do whatever you want. Yang Xuan said lightly.

Zhu Xinghe was stunned for a moment, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, but it dimmed again.

"Actually, your natural waste is not a problem for me. ”

Yang Xuan's next sentence fell on Zhu Xinghe's ears, like thunder.

Hurt!

The sharp pain hit Zhu Xinghe's whole body, as if he had uncovered a long-sealed scar.

"Born a waste body, it is difficult to practice martial arts!"

"Come and see, this is our waste brother, he was born a waste, haha, waste. ”

"Born in the Ming Empire, a waste, and dare to claim to inherit the throne?"

"Galaxy...... You...... I'm your brother, you...... Hello poisonous ......"

"Xinghe, you...... How dare you calculate, you ...... Damn ......"

......

With a word, a figure flashed in front of Zhu Xinghe's eyes, making him have a splitting headache and pain.

"I'm not a waste!" Zhu Xinghe's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and his face was hideous.

"You're the shit, you all go...... All to death. He was bloodthirsty and crazy.

He was born a waste, but he was also the only person in the history of the Ming Empire who ascended to the throne as a mortal.

For so many years, he has been cautious, walking on thin ice, and managing the Ming Empire with his heart, so that the people of the Ming Empire can live and work in peace and contentment, and he has made great achievements, but whenever it is quiet at night, he is still bitter because of two words.

Rubbish!

So he hates, he hates all the people in the world who practice martial arts.

"Can you let me practice martial arts?" Zhu Xinghe looked at Yang Xuan and burst out a few words from between his teeth.

"Can't!" Yang Xuan's words were like pouring a bucket of cold water on him, and the flame of hope that he had just ignited was directly shattered.

Just when he was about to explode, Yang Xuan's words pulled him back from the edge of madness.

"But there is not only one way to practice martial arts in the world to reach the peak, and the exercises of my immortal gate can still be. ”

"Now you have two options. Yang Xuan looked at him and said slowly: "One, I won't kill you, I will send you back, and you will continue to be your emperor." ”

After a pause, he said again: "Second, give up your position as emperor, change your face from now on, join my Xianmen, and I will pass on your Xianmen exercises." ”

"I'll give you a day to think about it, and a day later, I'll be here. After Yang Xuan finished speaking, he took out some dry food from the storage ring, threw it at the foot of Zhu Xinghe, and then turned around and left.

Yang Xuan returned to Meng Qingqing and found that Meng Qingqing's cultivation had already entered the right path, so he didn't have to worry about it.

A day passed in a flash, and when Yang Xuan returned to Zhu Xinghe, he found that Zhu Xinghe was still standing in place, as if he had not moved.

"How's it going?" Yang Xuan asked.

Zhu Xinghe stared at Yang Xuan and suddenly asked, "There is no free lunch in the world, what do I need to do?"

Yang Xuan nodded: "It seems that you have made a choice, my Immortal Sect is high and disdainful of secular forces, but sometimes it is not possible without secular forces, so I need you to develop the secular forces of my Immortal Sect in secret, which is not difficult for you." ”

In fact, Yang Xuan has always had an idea, that is, to turn fiction into reality.

The immortal gate that existed in vain has become real, and it is really standing at the pinnacle of this world.

However, in this regard, Yang Xuan himself is not suitable, and others such as Xiaoqueer, Meng Qingqing does not need to consider it at all.

Therefore, after he saw Zhu Xinghe's naturally closed meridians and his amazing golden talent, he had the idea of accepting Zhu Xinghe as an apprentice.

He didn't have the kung fu to create a force from scratch, but Zhu Xinghe, who had been an emperor all his life, could.

Zhu Xinghe was silent, and after a while, he suddenly knelt in front of Yang Xuan and kowtowed respectfully three times.

After he got up, Yang Xuan's divine sense had already penetrated into his body.

That's right, Zhu Xinghe, like him, was born with blocked meridians and was completely unable to practice martial arts.

However, the light in his body, the golden aura, had already been discovered by him when Yang Xuan had just stepped into the main hall before.

That's right, this Zhu Xinghe turned out to be a very rare golden spirit root, and his talent was so strong that it was countless times higher than Xiao Qi'er and Meng Qingqing.

This can be seen from the fact that he did not practice any cultivation exercises, and his body was able to absorb the golden aura on its own and condense into a group, which can be seen how amazing his talent is.

Even, Yang Xuan could assert that once Zhu Xinghe learned the cultivation technique, then with enough resources, his cultivation speed would be extremely terrifying.

Yang Xuan is playing with fire!

However, he just wants to see how much change a waste like him can bring to the world after stepping on the peak.

Perhaps, with Zhu Xinghe's temperament, it is very likely that he will rebel against Yang Xuan after his cultivation is successful, but why is he afraid?

If he couldn't even hold a small Zhu Xinghe, then he would simply commit suicide.

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