In the second year of Yongle, October 12, evening. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In Nanjing City, in a bamboo forest in the eastern suburbs, there is a man in a night suit, waiting in the dead of night.

I saw that the man slowly raised his head and looked at the full moon above the nine heavens.

And this moonlight also happened to be sprinkled on his young, but preoccupied face, sprinkled in this swaying bamboo forest.

"Ahhh After a slight rattle.

A man who was also wearing a night suit, but wearing a black cloak, also came to this bamboo forest.

It's just that this man only exposed half of his body, revealing the moonlight. He hid the other half of his body in the dark bamboo forest.

Then, the man who had been waiting for a long time said "master" respectfully.

However, the man who hid his face deep under the cloak did not move at the sound of 'master'. He just said quietly.

"How are your injuries? I heard that the lynching of the Criminal Department is not much worse than those things in the brocade guard."

In response to this, the young man just continued to respectfully say, "The disciple is no longer in trouble."

"It doesn't seem like much to worry about. Since Jin Yiwei knows how to torture people, he naturally knows how to save people."

The young man did not reply to the words spoken by the dark shadow in front of him, but continued to lower his head, waiting for the other party to speak.

However, the black shadow in front of him suddenly changed his words, and he said in a deep voice, "Zhao Banshan's Jiuyang Divine Skill is worthy of being a strange book. It's just that the mediocre man has been holding the book for more than ten years, and he has only cultivated to the third grade... It's no wonder that he would lose at the hands of Ma Shouichi."

?“ Zhao Banshan was not defeated in the hands of Ma Shouyi, but in the hands of his master." The young man said calmly.

The dark shadow in front of him was in a good mood after hearing this compliment. I saw him at this time, he was looking up and laughing, "Hahaha Ji Gang, as long as Qin Weiming is eradicated in the future, you will be the master of Zhengwumen."

When this black shadow mentioned the words 'Qin Weiming', his voice trembled a little, as if he had endured great humiliation.

And the young man who spoke to this black shadow was Shi Wuwei's friend, Qin Weiming's eldest disciple, Jinyi Wei Jigang.

But at this time, Ji Gang, when he heard this black shadow say that he would eradicate Qin Weiming in the future, the corners of his eyes trembled obviously, but he still settled down and said respectfully, "Master Xie's love."

"At that time, the two sects of Confucianism will be in the hands of you and me, and the scenery of a thousand years ago will be restored."

Listening to this dark shadow in my ears, describing the scenery in the future. Ji Gang's heart did not have a trace of yearning. On the contrary, what he has is only melancholy and contradictions.

The black shadow in front of him can be said to be Ji Gang's reborn parents. But at the same time, it can also be said that he was the one who threw him into the Infernal Hell.

Ji Gang knew that after the other party had cultivated the legendary magic skill, after the other party had absorbed the cold qi in countless human bodies, he had already fallen into the demon path.

Although this Jiuyang Divine Skill can indeed greatly suppress the extreme emotions of mutual exclusion that are filled with the other party's true qi. But Ji Gang still felt that if this went on for a long time, the court and the rivers and lakes would pay a heavy price because of this matter.

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Although it was the same night, and under the same moonlight, thousands of miles away on the coast, it was a rough scene.

The full moon rising over the deep blue sea level is pulling the waves below, constantly lapping the beach on the shore.

At the same time, in the first room of the third floor where Shi Wuwei was located, there was also exuding an astonishing momentum.

He had been meditating on that wooden bed for three days and three nights.

For three days, he did not move.

Because, he is waiting for the moment of breakthrough.

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Just three days ago, the commander of their voyage, Zheng He, and Lord Zheng officially appeared in this military camp and led some generals to inspect the sixty-three ships.

After the inspection, Lord Zheng personally issued an order to set the rules for the election of the leader of the alliance five days later.

That is, to meet friends with martial arts, and those with high merit occupy the position of the leader of the alliance.

As a result, it was not only Shi Wuwei who was concentrating on cultivation, but most of the monks on the ship were all seeking a breakthrough opportunity.

A few of them want to improve their status so that they can have a chance to be elected as the leader of the so-called alliance. But some people just hope to show their heads during the competition, so that some girls on the boat can notice their demeanor.

can do nothing, but it is not any kind of person who is summarized above.

He didn't want to be the leader of the alliance, nor did he want to attract anyone's attention.

It was only because he felt that a breakthrough was imminent, so he sat for three days in a row.

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It's getting late at night.

And the wind on the sea is getting stronger and stronger.

Just when a rapid wind came into the room where Shi Wuwei was, Shi Wuwei also suddenly opened his eyes.

Then, he saw the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi outside his body fluctuate violently.

Streams of colorless but tangible heaven and earth vitality are spreading out in a circular shape.

And the wind outside the ship, as well as the tide, seemed to be stirred more violently by the vitality spread by this wave.

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Feeling the movement coming from a distance, a tall man on a treasure ship said in a deep voice, "Brother Tang, is that incident twenty years ago true?" ”。

Standing next to this man was the elegant middle-aged man.

And he just took a deep look at the three-story building where Shi Wuwei was, and replied slowly, "The incident twenty years ago is beyond the scope of your and mine's cognition....but, looking at this movement, that incident shouldn't be fake."

At the same time. In one of the most gorgeous and vast rooms of the treasure ship where the two of them were, a beardless man wearing a black black gauze hat, a golden patch robe, and a four-clawed python embroidered on his chest also felt the movement from Shi Wuwei.

I saw him slowly put down the piece in his hand, got up, and came to a wide map.

It stands to reason that the map observed by the seafarer should be a maritime drawing.

But the map in front of this person is just a simple topographic map of the Central Plains.

At this time, his eyes were tightly locked on the lower left corner of the map, the southwest of the Central Plains, Yunnan.

Gradually, his brows began to wrinkle, as if he remembered a very sad past that made him very sad, and remembered his childhood family........

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