Almost the next second when Lu Dongbin and Han Zhongli had just left, the angry Lin Daoyuan immediately arrived.

The clearing was deserted, and the night wind rattled the branches of the trees, as if mocking him.

Lin Daoyuan immediately continued to pursue, but he thought of the "Fengji" sword intent that could be said to have saved his life before, and finally retracted his feet in a daze.

Talking about something in his mouth, the monk can't run away from the temple, and sooner or later he will catch you and pile up cruel words in the air. After half a vent, the teleportation returned.

Although a lot of things happened tonight, Lin Daoyuan's original plan was not completed.

However, thanks to Lu Dongbin's indiscriminate attack with the sword intent of "Fengji", the entire land of China is now counted as those high-ranking hermits who live in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests, and there are not many sober people.

It was Lin Daoyuan who took the prince of Nanwang all the way to the emperor's dormitory. This made Lin Daoyuan's idea of jumping out of the immortal barrier again, so that he could beat himself up completely.

In the dormitory, Zhu Yijun, who is the emperor, doesn't even have a pillow person when he sleeps at night.

But think about those harem beauties who are all beautiful and "like flowers", what can they say besides pity and sympathy?

Fortunately, from now on he was completely liberated. No longer have to face those ugly women, no need to be caught between Wei Zhongxian and Zhu Wuzhi and pretend to be crazy and stupid, and suffer humiliation.

Hey, so I've done a great thing.

Thinking so in his heart, Lin Daoyuan casually threw the dagger to the prince of Nanwang, as if the devil had tricked mankind into offering his soul, and the pervasive whispers lingered in his ears.

"Go, kill him, you are the son of heaven in the Ming Dynasty. Glory and wealth, power and beauty have everything. Countless people can't ask for such a good thing, and they don't act quickly. ”

Nanwang Shizi approached the bed step by step as if he was enchanted, swallowing silently twice in his throat.

Then he whispered two words like don't blame me, and his eyes flashed with greed and eagerness. Hold the dagger high with both hands and stab it hard at the heart!

A knife piercing the heart! With a pop, the dagger was pulled out, and blood splattered, drenching his cheeks with fiery blood.

This time it seems that some terrible switch has been flipped up. Nanwang Shizi's face was covered with blood and his expression was hideous, and he held the dagger like crazy and stabbed in and out, until he no longer had half of his strength!

Zhu Yijun, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was covered with holes all over his body at this time, and his heart became a hornet's nest. He who dies cannot die again.

On the other hand, the pampered prince of Nanwang killed for the first time, not only did he not feel half uncomfortable, but looked at the corpse and laughed wildly.

And Lin Daoyuan's attention at this time was already attracted by another change in front of him.

In a vision that ordinary people can't detect, the moment Zhu Yijun died, most of the emperor's luck dissipated.

Most of these fortunes were re-gathered to the prince of Nanwang, which was the blessing of the national fortune of the Ming Dynasty. A small part dissipates in heaven and earth, that is the power of luck accumulated by Zhu Yijun himself.

At the same time as these aftermath weather luck dissipated, the surrounding air instantly froze. Suddenly, a pair of eyes appeared in the sky.

What terrible eyes they were! is full of indifference and ruthlessness, everything in heaven and earth is an ant, but anyone who sees it will only take it for granted. Because this vast and vast supreme will is the way of heaven!

Lin Daoyuan, who had been secretly vigilant, had a calm face, he had already expected this scene before setting up a plan.

As early as when he became the political envoy of Hu Guangbu and vigorously developed industry, he noticed that he had been targeted by the Heavenly Dao.

First, Hong Qigong ran to look for trouble, and when he broke through, he fell into the realm of epiphany. Then a large number of innate masters appeared on the rivers and lakes, as if the innate barrier did not exist. The strength level of the entire martial arts has suddenly increased a lot.

Even he suspected that there was a shadow of heaven behind the invasion of the Dutch, Portuguese, and Dongying alliances.

Otherwise, why did they not gnaw on the soft bones of the Jin State and the Song Dynasty, and ran to attack the Ming Dynasty, or attack from Fujian.

Therefore, Lin Daoyuan temporarily revised the plan. The original tone of seeking development in concealment changed abruptly, planning a martial arts conference and carrying out a palace coup.

If it was the will of heaven in the Marvel main world, Lin Daoyuan would not dare to be so arrogant. But is it just a side world...... Hmph, destroy it without giving face!

With his head held high, Lin Daoyuan looked directly at the sky, and the huge eyes hidden in the clouds.

One is as cold as a knife, looking at dead things without the slightest emotion. One is calm and indifferent, with contempt and a little expectation.

The two looked at each other for a long time, knowing that at a certain moment, the eyes in the sky slowly closed, and the heavy pressure dissipated with the night wind. Heavenly Dao, retreat!

Seeing the Eye of the Sky disappear, Lin Daoyuan frowned instead. As the saying goes, a dog that bites doesn't bark. If the Heavenly Dao shows its power and shows its power, it's nothing.

Retreating directly like now, he was worried that the other party had other plans and was secretly playing some conspiracy.

His gaze penetrated the house, and he looked up at the moonlight that was getting whiter and whiter overhead. Pure white as frost, it is almost late autumn, and the weather is getting cooler and cooler.

retracted his eyes and glanced at the dead Zhu Yijun casually, and at a glance, his spirit had invaded the other party's sea of knowledge.

A place of refuge for the brocade guards, the tiger talisman secret order, and the resurgence of the war...... All kinds of secrets of the Ming royal family are displayed in front of you one by one. Among them, the emperor's exclusive divine skill, Ziwei Heart Sutra!

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and Lin Daoyuan turned his head to look at the prince of Nanwang who had recovered his senses at this time and was waiting respectfully.

Shake your hand and pack those memories into the mind of the prince of Nanwang, so that it can be regarded as a real replacement.

"Shizi, no, from today onwards, I should call you the son of tomorrow, Zhu Yijun."

"Do as your lord commands!"

Lin Daoyuan nodded with satisfaction, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder in the posture of a leader inspecting his subordinates: "Ye Gucheng, I will arrange a stand-in to replace you." Since you sit in this position, you will work hard, and there will be rewards for doing well, and it will not be a problem for you to live for a few hundred more years. ”

"Yes!"

"Zhu Yijun" suddenly had a hot light in his eyes, and his expression was more respectful and respectful.

Since ancient times, which emperor did not want to live forever? And now, such a unique opportunity is in front of you!

The position of the emperor in the world is not in Lin Daoyuan's eyes, as long as he is obedient, whoever sits on this throne is the same.

After giving the order, Lin Daoyuan turned around and left. Before leaving, I didn't see any movement from him.

The blood splattered on the bed, walls, and ground disappeared like a bubble with Zhu Yijun's corpse. Even the smell of blood completely dissipated.

Seeing this scene, "Zhu Yijun" looked even more awe-inspiring and bowed down. It wasn't until a few minutes later that the spine straightened.

"Zhu Yijun" sat in the center of the bed, couldn't suppress his excitement, stretched out his hand to lift up, looked directly at the empty dormitory with a proud expression, and said arrogantly: "Zhong Aiqing is flat." ”

……

Regardless of the addicted prince of Nanwang, as soon as Lin Daoyuan returned home, he began to study the Ziwei Heart Sutra.

No one has ever said that martial arts exercises must be inferior to the method of cultivating truth.

Perhaps because of the different levels of the world, there is a big difference between the two in terms of the realization of destructive power.

But it is precisely because of the serious suppression of the power level that those ancient sages had to work hard in terms of skills and internal force handling. Therefore, it is not surprising that in some respects it is more subtle than the cultivation of the true exercises.

Of course, subtlety or not is only relative. All paths are one, and the path of martial arts and the path of cultivation enter the high depths. It is through spiritual practice that we can transcend ourselves and evolve to a higher level.

At least, for Lin Daoyuan, after a thousand years, the exercises created by the sages and heroes of the past dynasties have great reference significance.

Books carry the wisdom of our ancestors, and every time we read them, we are discussing and debating with our predecessors across time and space. The clash of the lights of wisdom often blooms with wonderful sparks, and inspiration springs like springs.

After carefully observing for a long time, Lin Daoyuan stopped, and sighed with a long breath: "It is worthy of being a Confucian miracle." Sure enough, I guessed correctly, Ziwei Heart Sutra is ingenious in martial arts, and it has penetrated to the point of using dragon qi and national fortune! ”

The Ziwei Heart Sutra can only be practiced by emperor candidates with the qualifications of a hidden dragon. Several times in the world, which such person is not a hero of the times. Li Shimin, Zhu Yuanzhang, and Qiu Bearded Ke...... Each of them was a prominent hegemon.

And corresponding to such a high difficulty restriction is its unimaginable cultivation speed. The higher the status of the practitioner, the faster the practice.

Even if ordinary people are extremely talented, they need to work hard for decades before they can enter the first-class realm of rivers and lakes.

And for cultivators who have changed the Ziwei Heart Sutra, the stronger their luck, the faster their progress will be.

According to the records in the books, when Zhu Yuanzhang fought the world, it only took three years to change from a layman who could only make some bookmakers to a big master in the world!

Of course, it's not surprising that the internal strength and mental method or something, what really attracts Lin Daoyuan is the use of the power of luck!

For Lin Daoyuan, who controls several worlds, there is no shortage of luck, and the difference is this kick in the door!

Calming down his mind and keeping his mood clear, Lin Daoyuan really began to analyze the Ziwei Heart Sutra. Once you get into the middle of anything, time always flies.

Unconsciously, the jade rabbit fell westward, the golden crow rose eastward, and a new day quietly came.

In the place of the decisive battle in the Forbidden City last night, there were a group of people lying on their backs, all of them sleeping like dead pigs.

The sun shone on his face, and the sleeping Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but raise his hand to cover it. He muttered twice in a daze, apparently still unrejuvenated from his dream.

In the end, he had always been alert, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he opened his eyes suddenly, only to find himself lying on the ground!

Shocked, he suddenly jumped up from the ground. At this moment, several people not far from the side also got up almost at the same time. Ye Gucheng, Ximen Blowing Snow, Mudaoren, Chu Liuxiang......

Several people glanced at each other, and they could see the dazedness and horror in each other's eyes. Who the hell could put them all down without knowing it!

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flickered twice, and he suppressed the shock in his heart and said: "Wake them all up first, and then talk about it when we have something to do." ”

When they left the palace and entered the outer city, the hearts of the people were even more terrified.

At this time, in the past, the streets were already crowded, merchants and hawkers opened shops, and aunts agitated in the vegetable market to bargain.

But now, the empty streets are deserted, and there is no sound in the dead silence of the whole city. Those who don't know thought they had come to the ghost town of Xudu!

It's a pity, no matter how they investigate, they can't imagine that they and the others just suffered an unwarranted disaster and were involved in the aftermath of the battle between Lin Daoyuan and Lu Dongbin. (To be continued.) )