Daming.

It is already the twenty-first day of the lunar month.

Heavy snow in the middle of winter.

Snowflakes fall like goose feathers, making the boundless earth seem to be covered with a white veil.

In the capital, lanterns can be seen hanging high in the streets.

It's almost the Chinese New Year.

In the Taiyuan Palace of the Imperial City.

Dada~~

The little eunuchs hurriedly added charcoal to the brazier.

In the center of the palace, which resembles a Taoist temple, you can see the symbols of the Taiji diagram, yin and yang gossip, and the Dan furnace everywhere.

In the Bagua diagram in the center of the palace, a person is seated cross-legged.

This man looked to be no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with his hair combed in a bun, a wide white robe, and his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating, and seemed to have fallen into a state of false sleep.

An old eunuch dressed in red walked lightly into the man sitting in the center of the palace, and said carefully:

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."

The white-robed Taoist opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at it.

This light fell.

For some reason, the great eunuch Liu Fang's knees immediately weakened, as if a divine dragon in front of him that had been sleeping for tens of millions of years woke up and knelt in front of him:

"Slaves deserve to die, slaves deserve to die!"

Even he didn't know why he said damn it, as if it was instinct.

Call~

The white-clothed Taoist exhaled a breath and withdrew his eyes:

"Got it, Liu Fang, you go down first, I have to meditate for another quarter of an hour."

"The slave obeys."

The big eunuch trembled and bowed, and slowly withdrew from the Taiyuan Palace.

In the end, the white-robed Taoist was left alone to sit in this huge palace.

The palace was empty.

Call~

He stood up, his robe mopping the floor, and looked at the palace with his hands in all directions, his eyes calm.

Then, he stretched out his palm and clenched his fist slightly.

Rumble!

Streams of air visible to the naked eye converged from the surrounding area of the palace like a whirlpool towards his fist.

"This time the doppelganger came, and it took my three thousand six hundred incense fires to almost completely copy my cultivation into this body, and the power of the three innate paths all followed."

The white-clothed Taoist is Chen Xixiang.

He clenched his fists.

Bang!

An invisible fluctuation immediately spread out in all directions, and the blowing palace gate fanned.

But he didn't continue to make any big moves, but stopped there.

began to sort out the identity information of the Taoist Emperor in his mind:

"Emperor Zhu Houyang of the Ming Dynasty!"

Chen Xixiang's lips moved slightly:

"This is the Ming Dynasty after the transformation of thousands of time and space, which does not conform to the development of history as I know."

What he knows about the history of the Ming Dynasty is called Zhu Houyang.

But looking at this generation, it is obviously the same generation as Emperor Zhu Houzhao of Zhengde and Emperor Zhu Houxi of Jiajing.

It's just that in this time and space, the two people above did not become emperors, but it was the turn of this Zhu Houyang.

So this is not the Ming Dynasty in history, but a Ming Dynasty that is out of the air.

Eternal heavens, infinite time and space.

I don't know when a fate trajectory deviates in some time period, it will give birth to different parallel time and space.

Chen Xixiang turned around and looked at the Taoist palace again, and thought about the emperor's memory in his mind:

"Although the emperor is different, some things are quite similar, and I can still find the plausible familiarity in my memory."

For example, he, the emperor, is as fond of cultivation as Jiajing, and like his grandson Wanli, he has never been to the court since the 12th year of the imperial pole.

"Maybe this is the special thing about this Fang Zongwu Daming."

Chen Xixiang put his hands behind his back and began to ponder the benefits of his identity.

As the lord of the world, if you want to preach and then lead the world to promotion, you naturally occupy the innate convenience.

But obviously, the first thing at present is to figure out who are the masters in this Ming Dynasty's martial arts rivers and lakes?

He began to scan through the memories of his predecessor.

As an emperor.

Naturally, in the capital around you, it is impossible to be protected by a master.

Although the predecessor did not have martial arts, in his memory, there were many masters in this huge capital.

Chen Xixiang gradually absorbed the memory, and counted it carefully in his heart:

"Cao Zhengchun of the East Factory, Yuhuatian of the West Factory, Uncle Zhu of the Emperor, Guo Juxia of the Six Doors, is really a master like a cloud......"

In his memory, there are only four people who are familiar with the masters of the imperial court.

It is worthy of being a brilliant overhead.

"Find someone to ask about the cultivation of this heaven and earth, what is going on, and what kind of realm system there is......"

Thereupon.

Liu Fang, the great eunuch who was waiting outside the palace, immediately heard the voice of the young emperor, like ripples on the surface of the lake, spreading out from the palace:

"Liu Fang, come in."

The big eunuch in red immediately came in from outside the palace.

At a glance, the emperor turned his back to him, so that he could only see a tall back, like a sacred mountain, which actually gave him a feeling, making him feel as if the emperor was standing there, as if the entire Taiyuan Palace was suppressed under him, and the invisible majesty and momentum diffused out.

Liu Fang was in a trance.

Just meditated for half a day, how could the emperor be like a different person.

Is it really ...... dm

His Majesty the Emperor got his wish and cultivated to become an immortal?

Think of it.

Liu Fang's heart trembled, and his awe of the emperor rose infinitely, and he knelt down and said:

"Your Majesty called the slave and maid in, but I want to eat, so the slave and maid will ask someone to send it over?"

Chen Xixiang's voice was quiet:

"Bring the meals, and ......"

"Where is Cao Zhengchun, this minion, call me over, I have something to look for him."

Liu Fang kowtowed:

"Obey the order, the slave and maid will go to pass the meal and invite Grandpa Cao to come over."

…………

Heavy snow covered the sky, and the cold wind howled in the Forbidden City.

Soon, outside the Taiyuan Palace, there was a pair of little eunuchs holding exquisite mahogany food boxes.

And outside the hall.

After a white-haired old eunuch dressed in purple was summoned, he put his hands on his sleeves and walked slowly.

His steps through the snow did not leave any footprints on the snow.

And the moment the snow fell on him, it was immediately evaporated by an invisible force and turned into mist.

"This is the Tiangang boy skill practiced by Cao Zhengchun...... It's really pure masculine and true......"

Although Chen Xixiang was sitting upright in the palace, he had a pair of divine eyes, but he had already discovered this scene when the old eunuch set foot outside the palace.

The old eunuch who came, naturally there was no one else except Cao Zhengchun who he had summoned.

And the snowflakes that can't be added to the body, and the masculine true qi that is evaporated one zhang away from the body is revealed, and it falls in Chen Xixiang's eyes.

He said to himself:

"Judging from the appearance alone, it is almost the realm of an innate grandmaster."

In a blink of an eye.

Cao Zhengchun came to the outside of Taiyuan Palace, tidied up the folds of his clothes at the entrance of the hall, and just wanted to open his mouth to the little eunuch at the door.

The little eunuch turned his head sideways and said in a low voice:

"See Gonggong Cao, the emperor has been waiting for you for a long time."

Cao Zhengchun couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart when he heard this, and secretly guessed what the emperor was doing.

He walked into the palace.

As soon as he entered the door, he spoke first, turning into a groveling slave and maid tone, and pulled a long voice:

"Your Majesty, I don't know what happened to summon the old slave."

With the voice, Cao Zhengchun came in and also saw Chen Xixiang in the hall.

The first time he looked at it, a subtlety subconsciously appeared in his heart, and something felt wrong.

But Chen Xixiang's skills are all introverted and cannot be revealed, and Cao Zhengchun also feels that the emperor's temperament seems to have changed......

Don't dare to think about anything else.

Chen Xixiang turned around and looked at the master, and smiled lightly:

"I retreat into cultivation, I can't help but have some interest in martial arts, it just so happens that your father-in-law Cao is not a master of martial arts, can you tell me about this martial arts, and what level are you among the masters in this world."

Cao Zhengchun thought about it, and secretly thought that the emperor was what's wrong, and he wanted to listen to martial arts for no reason.

But the emperor has an order, how dare he, a minion, disobey.

So Cao Zhengchun bowed and said:

"The way of martial arts is as vast as a sea of smoke, divided into nine grades, and the old slave has only just stepped into the threshold of the upper three grades."

"Oh? The first three products, how to one on the three products? ”

Chen Xixiang smiled with a smile in his eyes and asked with his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Cao Zhengchun said slowly:

"The Nine Realms of Martial Arts are like the nine-rank officials in His Majesty's court, the bottom of the nine grades, and the top of the first grade."

"Each of these three products is divided into upper, middle and lower grades."

From the ninth grade to the seventh grade is the lower grade.

From the sixth grade to the fourth grade, it is the middle grade.

Cao Zhengchun replied in a low voice:

"But in fact, below the four grades, they can't be regarded as masters, they can be regarded as ordinary people, and only by entering the first three grades can they enter the extraordinary level."

"Therefore, these top three masters are also called grandmasters, pinnacles, and martial arts myths by martial arts people."

Grandmaster of the Three Grades.

The second grade is superb.

The myth of a product of martial arts.

This so-called martial arts myth is the most pinnacle powerhouse in this world.

Comparable to human immortals?

Chen Xixiang's eyes swept Cao Zhengchun:

"Then what kind of product do you belong to among the top three grades?"

Cao Zhengchun took a deep breath, bowed down and said:

"The old slave is stupid and stupid, and after fifty years of practice, he can enter the threshold of the third grade of the upper three grades and become a martial artist in the realm of grandmasters."

Chen Xixiang's eyes were like electricity, and he could already see clearly when Cao Zhengchun came in and was so close to him.

Cao Zhengchun's true qi in his body surged, converging in the dantian, which was about the same as his current true qi cultivation.

Qi Shen Dantian, innate grandmaster.

"Oh, then Xichang Yuhuatian, as well as the Iron Gallant Shenhou, and Guo Juxia, who is better than you compared to them?"

Cao Zhengchun's face froze.

But after a while, I still had to answer honestly:

"Back to the emperor, this question, although the realm of the four of us is comparable, they are all three grades, but they are ......"

"Father-in-law Yu of Xichang is not the opponent of the old slave, the monkey may be better than the slave, as for Guo Juxia, it should be similar to the monkey, but the two have never fought each other, so the old slave does not dare to say it."

Speaking that Yu Huatian was not his opponent, his tone was quite proud, but when he compared it with Zhu Wuzhi and Guo Juxia, he couldn't help but lose his momentum.

After hearing this.

Chen Xixiang raised his mouth:

"Then these people are all in the capital now?"