The fourteen disciples left the capital again, returned to their own dojo, and began to recruit disciples, and Zhu Yunwen also became a lonely man again.

Fortunately, for hundreds of years, he has also been used to loneliness, and he does not feel too deep loneliness. Moreover, since the huge spirit gathering formation has been activated, the entire Ming Dynasty has been baptized by the aura tide and aura rain, and the physical fitness of the people of the Ming Dynasty has been greatly improved, and with the existence of the spiritual energy, there will be more and more people suitable for cultivation among the people.

Taking advantage of this time period, just let the royal family take the first step, and you can take the lead everywhere. Before Zhu Yunwen set up a huge spirit gathering array, he already had the idea of providing cultivation techniques for the Ming royal family. Now it's time to sort it out, so that Emperor Chongzhen can select disciples from the royal descendants to cultivate.

On this day, when Zhu Yunwen had not yet completely decided which cultivation method to provide for the royal family, his divine consciousness trembled, and he was immediately freed from the state of meditation.

As soon as Zhu Yunwen's consciousness moved, he instantly understood what was happening, and disappeared from the Taiji Hall of the palace in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Zhu Yunwen's figure had already appeared outside the border of the Ming Dynasty and landed on a mountain range.

At this time, Li Zicheng, who was pacing anxiously in the big tent, was still holding a broken jade talisman in his hand. Zhu Yunwen on the mountain ridge frowned slightly, his figure shook again, and appeared in front of Li Zicheng, who was in a hurry.

There was suddenly an extra figure in front of him, Li Zicheng was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw Zhu Yunwen in a Taoist robe, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted. Zhu Yunwen rolled up Li Zicheng with a roll of his sleeves, and asked lightly:

"Sit down, what's going on? Will you crush the jade talisman given to you by the poor road? ”

Li Zicheng, who had just sat down on half of his buttocks, saw Zhu Yunwen asking, and hurriedly stood up again, but was pressed back to his seat by Zhu Yunwen with a breeze, and said with a bitter face:

"Back to the ancestor, Zicheng reached an operational agreement with Dorgon in Shattered Leaf City three months ago, and he marched from east to west, mainly targeting the Rakshasa Kingdom, and Zicheng going from the north to the south, targeting the Mughal Empire.

Everything was going well in the original military operation, and although the Mughal Empire was strong, the enemy was unable to resist under the attack of the Mughal Empire.

Zicheng originally thought that if the army of the Mughal Empire was like before, then the army of Zicheng could completely conquer all the lands of the Mughal Empire within a year. But ......"

Li Zichang sighed and said, "But some time ago, the Mughal Empire suddenly sent a team of monks to block Zicheng's army. Even the latest weapons of my Ming Dynasty could not defeat this group of monks, but they were robbed of a lot of weapons and equipment by these monks, and even the soldiers under their own command were killed by them nearly a company.

Niu Jinxing, the military advisor under the command of Zicheng, was captured alive by this team of monks yesterday, and Li Shuangxi, the nephew of Zicheng, was seriously injured, and now his life and death are uncertain. ”

After listening to Li Zicheng's words, Zhu Yunwen's brows furrowed slightly, the Mughal Empire during this period was the reign of Shah Jahan, and it was the time when the entire empire was at its peak and strongest.

But this so-called strong is only in this era. When encountering Li Zicheng's army, which was equipped with advanced weapons of later generations, it should not be an opponent at all, this team of monks is not an Indian ascetic who has practiced the art of yoga?

Thinking about it, it should also be, the Mughal Empire is close to the frontier of the Ming Empire. Zhu Yunwen laid out a huge spiritual gathering array, and the aura tide and aura rain formed when the formation was activated, the Mughal Empire also somewhat shared some spiritual qi baptism.

These ascetics should have reached the realm of cultivation before, but they suffered from the fact that their strength could not grow in an environment with weak aura. This baptism by the tide of spiritual energy suddenly made the strength reach a state on par with the realm.

Although compared to his own disciples, these monks are completely weak. But compared to Li Zicheng, a soldier who has not cultivated, it is indeed one in heaven and one on earth.

Even if Li Zicheng's army held the advanced weapons of later generations and fought against these ascetics who practiced the art of yoga, I am afraid that they would need to pay a hundredfold and thousandfold losses in order to achieve their combat goals.

Zhu Yunwen nodded slightly and said, "Well, Poor Dao knows, this is a non-war crime." That group of monks was supposed to be the ascetics of the Mughal Empire, who had been practicing penance all their lives. Fortunately, you still remember the jade talisman that Poor Dao gave you. Otherwise, your army will have to lose tens of thousands of soldiers before it can defeat them. But whether it can be killed or not is still unknown.

In this case, you let the army retreat ten miles and rest for three days. Poor Dao personally went to meet these ascetics, and they would learn their yoga skills. ”

Li Zicheng saw that Zhu Yunwen stood up and had the posture of leaving, and hurriedly called the ancestor, and said with a sigh of affection: "Ancestor, Zicheng's nephew Li Guo, now seriously injured and life and death are unknown, and ask the ancestor to take pity on him for the sake of opening up the territory for the Ming Dynasty, and give him an elixir to save Zicheng's nephew's life." ”

Zhu Yunwen smiled slightly and said: "Li Guo's injury is already clear, this rejuvenation pill is enough to make him alive, you can take it and give it to him." In addition, this Strengthening Pill is given to you as a reward for your great contribution to the Ming Dynasty over the years. ”

Li Zicheng took the pill in Zhu Yunwen's hand in ecstasy, and before he had time to kneel down and thank him, Zhu Yunwen's figure had disappeared into Li Zicheng's big tent.

Not to mention how the ecstatic Li Zicheng arranged for the army to retreat ten miles, after Zhu Yunwen left Li Zicheng's camp, he invited Baiyun to fly to the city in front of Li Zicheng's army's camp.

At the head of the city, several monks sitting cross-legged on the ground were meditating and practicing with their eyes closed, and no one noticed that there was a person standing on the white clouds in the air, and the soldiers on duty on the city wall did not find Zhu Yunwen standing on the clouds in the air, observing the city.

The divine consciousness swept over the several monks who were meditating at the head of the city, Zhu Yunwen shook his head slightly, from the bodies of these ascetics, Zhu Yunwen sensed a faint spiritual power, obviously the yoga practiced by these monks was obviously much more clever and useful than the yoga that could only be used for fitness in later generations.

It's just that although these monks have cultivated spiritual power, their strength is too low, which makes Zhu Yunwen completely lose the desire to do it.

The divine sense penetrated into the city, and in the city lord's mansion, it was obviously a bearded man dressed as the city lord, who was talking to several monks with deeper spiritual power in their bodies. In front of them, a table of fine wine and food was placed in front of the bearded man dressed as the lord of the city, and in front of several monks, there was only a pancake and a glass of water.

Zhu Yunwen nodded, perhaps it was their self-discipline that allowed them to get huge benefits in the aura tide and step into the true path of cultivation.

It's a pity that they are now in a hostile relationship with the Ming Dynasty, even if their fortune is deep, if they can't abandon the darkness and turn to the Ming, surrender to the Ming Dynasty, and offer their cultivation skills, then they can only go to the West Heaven to meet the Buddha.

In the prison of the City Lord's Mansion, poor Niu Jinxing was being whipped by two jailers with whips, Zhu Yunwen shook his head, flicked his fingers, and a finger wind flew by, cutting the rope that bound Niu Jinxing, and with another move, Niu Jinxing in the prison suddenly broke through the prison as if he had been caught, and fell on top of the white clouds.

Niu Jinxing, who was still screaming in fright, heard a cold snort in his ears, and immediately stopped his voice, came back to his senses after a long time, and saw Zhu Yunwen beside him, hurriedly turned over and knelt on the ground: "Knock on the ancestor, long live the ancestor!" ”

Zhu Yunwen frowned, a fresh breeze blows, and the hem of Niu Jinxing's clothes with wet marks is instantly blown dry by the breeze, and the smell of urine disappears.

Niu Jinxing regained the composure of the literati, stood behind Zhu Yunwen respectfully, and completely forgot the faux pas just now.