Qianqing Palace Warm Pavilion.

After Lao Zhu sent Liu Rixin away, he was holding a cane with one hand, brewing a few movements to be used by Concubine Lin Xing for a while, after all, he hadn't done exercise for a long time since he was seriously ill at the beginning of the year, so he had to exercise in advance to warm up, so as not to be rusty for a while.

Just when the common action of the old ox cart was done, two figures came into view.

Suddenly, all three of them were stunned.

Zhu Laosi: What is my father doing?

Zhu Xiongying: Teddy? Say air?

Lao Zhu: It's so shameful!

"Ahem."

Lao Zhu tightened his abdomen casually, coughed dryly, and twisted his waist slightly along with the movement.

"I suddenly feel a little sore in my waist."

In a word.

Zhu Di reacted first, knelt down towards Lao Zhu with a plop, and slammed his head on the ground.

"Unfilial son Zhu Di, meet your father."

Zhu Xiongying clenched his fists slightly: "Imperial grandfather." ”

The three of them all tacitly acknowledged, and no one mentioned Lao Zhu's actions just now.

Lao Zhu said 'um', standing on crutches, his cloudy eyes were full of majesty, he looked at Zhu Di kneeling on the ground, obviously very surprised, the eldest grandson took down this son of evil so quickly.

But then there was endless anger.

Son, dare to play rebellion in front of Lao Tzu!

Lao Zhu took a few steps forward and came to the place where Zhu Di was a few feet in front of him.

"Song Zhong."

Voice, majesty.

Song Zhong, who was guarding outside the pavilion, heard Lao Zhu's voice and walked in quickly.

Before Song Zhong could salute, with a 'bang', the old Zhu Meng pulled out the embroidered spring knife worn by Song Zhong's waist, and without the slightest hesitation, a knife cracked down on Zhu Di's left shoulder.

The corners of Song Zhong's eyes twitched, he had been by Lao Zhu's side for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen Lao Zhu slash people with a knife, and it was still his own son.

Sting...!

The embroidered spring knife that can be worn by the Jinyi Guard must be the best of the knives, extremely sharp, and sharpened like clay.

Not to mention the flesh and blood of men.

With one knife, he directly cut off Zhu Di's left arm.

Zhu Dimeng's pain made his cheeks instantly pale, but this Zhu Laosi was worthy of being a man licking blood on the battlefield, suffering from the pain of a broken arm, except for a few muffled snorts, the kneeling body didn't even move a bit, so he knelt silently, letting the broken arm fall to the ground, and letting the blood gush.

The old eunuch next to him looked at Zhu Di's blood-stained half of his body, and glanced at his arm on the ground from the corner of his eye, and was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Lao Zhu looked indifferent and raised his knife slightly.

Song Zhong respectfully took back the embroidered spring knife from Lao Zhu's hand.

And Zhu Xiongying just glanced at it from beginning to end.

Then, Lao Zhu didn't say a word, turned around and walked to the royal eucalyptus and sat down slowly.

However, it can be clearly seen that Lao Zhu's chest is undulating, and it can be seen that the residual anger has not disappeared.

Zhu Xiongying knew that Lao Zhu was over.

Kill?

Naturally not.

Since Lao Zhu personally pulled out a knife and cut off one of Zhu Laosi's arms, this is Lao Zhu's attitude.

"Thank you, Emperor Longen."

Zhu Di supported his body, his body trembled because of severe pain, his lips were white due to blood loss, and his forehead was sweating like rain, and he kowtowed to the ground with one hand.

"What do you do, your life and death are decided by the emperor."

Lao Zhu said coldly.

For this fourth son, who was once the most optimistic and supported as a rising star in the army, his eyes were full of indifference.

Zhu Di paused, then turned around and kowtowed to Zhu Xiongying again.

His etiquette is a little awkward, and it can be seen that he is very reluctant, although Zhu Laosi has chosen to surrender, but after all, the arrogance is still there.

"Fourth uncle, I give you a choice."

Zhu Xiongying opened his mouth.

With a flick of his hand, a purple-black pill fell in front of Zhu Di's kowtow.

"This pill is called 'Zhong Dan', after the user swallows it, it will hang in the heart, there is a miracle effect of distinguishing loyalty and disobedience, if you have two hearts for me in the future, this pill will immediately attack, and die by ten thousand ants."

Zhu Di did not doubt the authenticity of this elixir, although this function was incredible, but in Zhu Laosi's opinion, Zhu Xiongying could already compete with the sky, and it was not strange to come up with any metaphysical elixir.

Zhu Di didn't hesitate at all, grabbed the purple-black elixir, and swallowed it without blinking his eyes.

At this moment, Zhu Di did not feel any shame.

In the first battle of Jinan, he had already convinced Zhu Xiongying in his heart, in this world, he Zhu Di has only served two people in his life, the first is his father Zhu Yuanzhang, and the second is the current Zhu Xiongying.

He wanted to continue to live, not because he was afraid of death, but because he wanted to take a look at the Ming Dynasty depicted by Zhu Xiongying.

Whether it is Lao Zhu Abiao or Zhu Laosi, they all have a common ideal, that is, to create a prosperous Ming Dynasty in the past and present.

"Herald."

Seeing Zhu Di swallowing this purple-black elixir, Zhu Xiongying said a word, and Hanlin, who was already waiting outside, entered, bowed to the side, and listened to the order to prepare the order.

"Demote Zhu Di as a loyal and filial uncle, the heirs are all demoted to concubines, cut off all the food, fined ten years, filial piety kneeling for seven days to think about it, no edict in the future will not leave Beijing."

Zhu Di was stunned, this is over?

He subconsciously looked up at Zhu Xiongying, with doubts in his eyes.

It's as simple as letting yourself go?

No house arrest?

He had already received the news that Zhu Zhi, the king of Liao, and Zhu Rong, the king of Qi, were both demoted to concubines and placed under house arrest in the Zongren Mansion, and it was most likely impossible for these two people to step out of the gate of the Zongren Mansion before they died.

As for the title of Count Zhongxiao, he could hear that Zhu Xiongying was connotating himself.

As everyone knows, this is Master Zhu's heartfelt expectation for his lovely fourth uncle.

Zhu Xiongying shook his hand, and a Jinwu guard outside the hall stepped forward quickly, and took Zhu Di, who was unable to stand up at all, out, and did not forget to pick up Zhu Di's broken arm.

glanced at the departing Zhu Di.

This treatment of Zhu Di is not that Zhu Xiongying is a bodhisattva, nor is it that he treats Zhu Di differently from Zhu Rong and Zhu Zhi, and there is no mess of extrajudicial kindness.

Purely for Zhu Xiongying, Zhu Di is still useful, Zhu Rong and Zhu Zhi are useless, that's all.

After all, Zhu Zhi and Zhu Rong, compared with the pulp lake in the brain of these two straw bales and Wen Taowu in Zhu Di's chest, they are proper 24k pure waste.

Since Zhu Xiongying chose to keep Zhu Di, it was to use him, otherwise what would he do if he stayed, if he wanted to die, he would directly let Zhu Laosi cut himself in front of Jinan Mansion.

Moreover, it can also sell Lao Zhu a face by the way.

"The emperor's grandfather is still satisfied with his grandson's way of disposing of it."

Zhu Xiongying looked at Lao Zhu, this Lao Zhu has become a lot more ruddy since the Zen position, and sure enough, he gave up the death calamity, and the whole person's spirit and spirit returned.

However, Zhu Xiongying understands that this is just the appearance, in fact, the source of life in Old Zhu Neili has been exhausted, and only the Seven Turns Shenyang Pill can recreate vitality and prolong life.

"Your medicine?"

What Lao Zhu asked was obviously the Zhongdan that Zhu Laosi swallowed just now.

This old Zhu seemed to be indifferent to Zhu Di's life and death just now, but in fact, he still couldn't give up on his son.

"Grandfather Huang don't worry, that is an ordinary hemostatic pill, but you can keep his vitality alive, otherwise, with the knife you just made, this fourth uncle of your grandson is afraid that half of his life will be lost from now on."

Zhu Xiongying smiled, bluffing Zhu Laosi, it's also good.

lest this thing have a pair of nostrils all day long.

As for whether Zhu Laosi sincerely surrendered, this archmage had already confirmed it with mind reading.

"How did this battle go so fast?"

Lao Zhu obviously didn't want to continue to talk about Zhu Di, so he asked instead.

When he saw Zhu Di just now, he was angry for a while and didn't think too much.

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that from the dispatch of troops in Beijing to the end of the rebellion, it was a day's time.

Lao Zhu Ke remembered that there were three battlefields at the same time.

At such a speed, Lao Zhu didn't dare to think about it at all.

How can he say that he is also an old military strategist who has fought all his life, marching and fighting, what can he do in one day?

A mouthful of soup can't catch up with the heat.

Zhu Xiongying smiled and walked up to Lao Zhu.

"Imperial grandfather, you don't understand, grandson, this is called the blitzkrieg of the Immortal Dynasty era."

Lao Zhu was stunned, the era of the Immortal Dynasty? Blitzkrieg?

What kind of tactic is this?

I can't understand it, Lao Zhu is too lazy to think about it, after all, there are too many strange theories coming out of the mouth of his eldest grandson.

But now that Zhu Xiongying has returned, Lao Zhu has expressed some doubts in his heart.

"Do you know the new policy that the Ministry of Household is implementing."

Lao Zhu frowned slightly.

"Yes."

Zhu Xiongying knew what Lao Zhu wanted to ask, so he nodded honestly, and he also knew what Lao Zhu was worried about.

Profiteers mislead the country, this is the inherent impression left by Lao Zhu who was persecuted by traffickers since he was a child.

And this point Zhu Xiongying and Xia Yuanji also emphasized that in the new commercial policy that Xia Yuanji is implementing, the management and supervision of the market and businessmen, starting from the source, fair competition, and fair business, this is the basic principle.

Whoever dares to violate this principle can be directly killed with a cane.

This is the benefit of the supremacy of the monarchy, which can be re-enacted.

Want to take advantage of the loopholes? Let's go to the Hades Hall to drill.

"In less than three months, I will have thousands of laborers to be released, and there will be a large number of surplus productive forces in the society, which need to be operated and consumed by flourishing commerce, followed by ......"

Zhu Xiongying said unhurriedly, explaining to Lao Zhu what is called the era of commercialization.

'Labor release? ''Excess productivity?' ’

What is this?

Zhu Xiongying's theories were one after another, and Lao Zhu was confused.

After listening to the summary, there are just two words: awesome.

"Do you mean that after the implementation of this new policy, within a year, everyone in my Ming Dynasty will be able to have a full stomach, and even play around, and the treasury will be able to reach an unprecedented fullness? Far beyond the Tang Dynasty? ”

Lao Zhu took a deep breath.

In this era of agriculture, every household can afford to eat, even if it is a prosperous era in ancient times.

Not to mention going out to play, it is a luxury life that only nobles can have.

"The Tang Dynasty is nothing."

Zhu Xiongying smiled slightly.

He didn't brag at all when he said these words, with the speed of promotion and production in Linggu, it is only a matter of time before the cultivation labor of the whole people is released, and with the popularization and use of internal combustion engines, social productivity will inevitably rise rapidly, and there will naturally be a surplus in the short term, and at this time it is necessary for business to quickly keep up.

As for going out to play, there is the high-end service of Qiankun Jian in the long distance, and the transportation of internal combustion trains in the short distance, which is the foreseeable future.

The convenience of transportation will inevitably promote the 'express delivery industry' and 'tourism', which are all in Zhu Xiongying's layout, and he is ready to take these two markets first in his official capacity, so as not to appear unscrupulous profiteers who want to make profits.

"By the way, grandfather Huang, don't ask the rest of the questions one by one, my grandson will explain it to you at one time."

"The people who lay the railroad tracks in the heavenly supervisors cannot be called laborers, because they are not free labor, to be precise, you should call them workers, and workers will also become the main part of my Ming Dynasty in the future, they are paid according to the amount of work per day, and after working more than four hours a day, the wages will be calculated separately."

"As for the Qiankun Supervisor, this yamen will be responsible for the transportation of the entire Ming Dynasty in the future, and when the yamen really starts to operate, the emperor's grandfather can personally try it and go back to Fengyang's hometown to eat a baked cake or something."

"Don't worry about the affairs of the heavenly prison, my grandson knows it."

In order to save Lao Zhu some strength to ask, Zhu Xiongying directly read the mind to see through all the doubts in Lao Zhu's heart.

"You kid..."

Lao Zhu was stunned, and then smiled.

"It's really a roundworm in our stomach."

For what Zhu Xiongying said, Lao Zhu partially understood, and some did not, after all, the theory is too ahead of the times, and it is not something that an old man like him will be able to understand for a while.

But he doesn't need to understand, the reason why he asked these questions was just out of doubt, not because he wanted to do politics, and Zhu Xiongying would patiently explain to him, and Lao Zhu was already very pleased.

Because Lao Zhu's Zen position is to completely give way and give up power, not Qianlong's fake style.

Then Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Xiongying, and his expression became slightly serious.

"The emperor's grandfather has abdicated, and the affairs of the court will not be asked, this is the promise of the emperor's grandfather to you, but your father, the emperor, you have to remember to go for a walk in your spare time."

In the final analysis, Lao Zhu still feels guilty about Ah Biao, after all, Ah Biao has been the prince for thirty-one years, and this record is enough to rank among the top ten in the whole history.

"My grandson understands."

Zhu Xiongying nodded.

This is also thanks to Ah Biao's good mentality, for the sake of the overall situation, for the sake of Zhu Xiongying, otherwise if you change to someone else, I am afraid that the pulmonary nodules will have to come out.

"By the way, has the year been decided?"

Lao Zhu's year name is Hongwu, which means Hong's great martial arts, which is very in line with the domineering temperament of a founding emperor.

In terms of etiquette, it should be after this year has passed, and the new era name will be used to mark the yuan next year.

But the matter of setting the year name can't wait until next year, and the new emperor will have to change the yuan when he ascends the throne.

"Nope."

Zhu Xiongying shook his head.

This thing is a headache, and he is a waste of name.

"The Ministry of Rites didn't give a selection of year numbers?"

Lao Zhu Shenbai's brows furrowed, although there was no official enthronement ceremony, but Lao Zhu had announced the Zen throne a few days ago, and the Ministry of Rites should have started drafting the 'era name' early.

According to Lao Zhu's frowning process, Huang Guan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, should be summoned into the palace to spank in the next second.

"It has nothing to do with the Ministry of Rites, it's that the grandson himself hasn't thought about it yet."

Zhu Xiongying received a recital from the Ministry of Rites, which listed twelve era names, each of which was taken from various ancient classics and had profound meanings.

But in Zhu Xiongying's view, they are too mediocre and cannot show the majesty and domineering of the Ming Immortal Dynasty.

The name of my year should shake the past and the present.

"The year name is a major event of the country, and it should be set as early as possible."

Lao Zhu said.

"My grandson got it."

Zhu Xiongying nodded.

"You've just ascended the throne, and you still have a bunch of things to do, so go get busy."

Lao Zhu stood up and patted Zhu Xiongying's shoulder heavily.

This shot is the inheritance of grandchildren.

"The grandson is leaving."

Zhu Xiongying bowed slightly.

As soon as he turned around, a sentence fell into Lao Zhu's ears.

"Imperial grandfather, your posture was not standard just now, and my grandson suggested that you choose automatic."

Lao Zhu's eyes were stunned, as a veteran of horsemanship, how could he not know the implications, and subconsciously raised his crutches to beat, Zhu Xiongying had already left the warm pavilion in three steps and two steps.

"This bunny."

Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Xiongying's departing back and smiled heartily.

As he spoke, he made the gesture of being an old cow again.

'Automatic? ’

Lao Zhu thought about it and thought it was a good idea.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Shu has arrived."

The old eunuch stepped into the inner passage at this time.

Emperor Taishang, Supreme Emperor, the full name is Emperor Taishang, Supreme Emperor, and the courtiers call them are also Your Majesty.

"Hmm."

Lao Zhu nodded.

Subconsciously take a step towards the bedside.

Suddenly, his body shook, his brows furrowed tightly, and his hands tightly clung to his crutches.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing this, the old eunuch hurriedly stepped forward to support him, while Lao Zhu was on crutches and shook his head reluctantly, he felt that the scene in front of him was getting darker and darker, and only a ghost was left.

"Why is it so dark, light it up! Light up the lights! ”

Lao Zhu yelled angrily.

The old eunuch on the side was stunned, the sky outside was obviously just twilight, how could it be dark?

He suddenly realized that Lao Zhu's eyes might be blind.

"The Supreme Emperor has a will! Lighting!

”

The old eunuch hurriedly yelled.

And Lao Zhu was on crutches, his body swayed slightly and came to the side of the dragon bed to sit and lie down, his eyes wide, staring at the front.

How could Lao Zhu not know that it was not dark yet.

He knew that his eyes were almost out of sight.

In a haze, he saw a young beautiful Jiao'e walk in and salute him.

"We're tired."

Lao Zhu's words are quite similar to Zhu Xiongying's 'lacking'.

………………

Liu Rixin's mansion.

As soon as he returned home, the little old man locked himself in a small black house, and even the new concubine didn't have time to take pity, so he started to tell fortunes with his head bored.

"Strange."

"It's strange that there is such a strange thing in the world."

Liu Rixin frowned, looking at the turtle shell in front of him in amazement.

To calculate the destiny of heaven, he not only used the turtle shell to calculate, but also used the newly learned Qimen Dunjia, and the results of the two calculations were highly consistent.

"The destiny of heaven wanders, and the Lord chooses to stand."

"It's so strange, it's really never seen before."

Liu Rixin muttered to himself.

He has calculated his life all his life, and he has never seen such a hexagram, and he has even lost his destiny?!

………………

Beibei, Peiping Province.

The impregnable city, no matter how Zhu Quan attacked, Beiping Mansion showed no sign of being breached.

From a distance, the huge Beiping City looks like a huge artistic ice sculpture.

"Damn fat."

Zhu Quan looked at Zhu Gaochi at the head of the city viciously, and his angry teeth were crushed.

He and Zhu Gaochi are about the same age, they spent many years in Yingtian when they were children, when Zhu Gaochi was still a little fat man, Zhu Quan liked to tease him, and he always looked down on Zhu Gaochi, and repeatedly insulted him.

However, Zhu Gaochi has been introverted since he was a child, treats people gently, and is a generation inferior to Zhu Quan in terms of identity, so he basically endures Zhu Quan's humiliation.

Over time, Zhu Quan developed the illusion that Zhu Gaochi was cowardly and easy to bully, and even when he grew up, his concept remained the same.

But Zhu Quan didn't expect anything.

This dead fat man, who has been looked down on by himself since he was a child, is so powerful in defending the city.

Originally, in Zhu Quan's imagination, Zhu Gaochi should have been scared directly to pee his pants.

Zhu Quan didn't want to think about it, Zhu Gaochi was also Zhu Laosi's eldest son.

As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog son.

No matter how bad Zhu Gaochi is, he can be regarded as a fat tiger.

"Your Highness!"

At this moment, a scout horse galloped from the rear to report, and his face was very flustered.

"What's the matter?"

Zhu Quan, who was angry, was very irritable.

One glaring at the spy, coupled with the eerie serpentine stripes on his face, almost frightened the spy and fell off his horse.

"Qiyu, Your Highness Qiqi, Tanma found a large number of military horses a hundred miles away, coming towards Beiping Mansion."

"Look at the military flag in the formation, it should be blue jade."

The spy said quickly.

As soon as he heard the word 'blue jade', Zhu Quan's face became even more ugly.

"What a crap!"

The reason why Zhu Quan dared to copy Zhu Laosi's lair so unscrupulously was because he knew that there were 100,000 Yan troops blocking Lanyu at the border.

He was angry and puzzled.

No matter how strong Lan Yu is, no matter how weak the Yan army guarding the pass is, it is 100,000 people after all, even if 100,000 pigs are guarding the border line, it is impossible to be attacked by Lan Yu so quickly.

"Your Highness!"

A cronie hit a horse and came to Zhu Quan's side.

"I just received the news, all the cities in the north have received a notice from Anmin, and Zhu Di, the king of Yan, has been defeated in Jinan Mansion and has surrendered to the imperial court!"

Zhu Quan's face was stunned.

'Defeated? So fast?! ’

Obviously, the news he got last night, Zhu Laosi is still like a bamboo, and he is about to open the door to Yingtian, and he will be defeated and surrender today? !

What about playing me? That's an exaggeration!

However, this would also explain why the speed of the blue jade raid was so fast.

I'm afraid that after those generals defending the city got the news of Zhu Di's surrender, they didn't have to wait for Lan Yu to come over, and they directly opened the city and surrendered one by one.

This also means that at this time, the Blue Jade Army is rushing towards Beiping Mansion unimpeded.

With the speed of a light horseman, a distance of 100 miles, it can be killed in a maximum of one or two hours.

Zhu Quan stared at Beiping Mansion and gritted his teeth fiercely.

Originally, with his plan, he would first take Beiping Mansion, slaughter Beiping to vent his anger, and then raise troops to kill back to Liaodong and regain the territory that belonged to him.

And once it occupies Beiping and Liaodong, the capital of the game will come back.

But now, I can't do it at all.

Not to mention that this Beiping Mansion can't be defeated now, even if it is defeated, once the blue jade army arrives, there is a high probability that they will still have to run away.

Zhu Quan is not stupid enough to underestimate Lan Yu, this is enough to be comparable to a famous general of Xu Da's level.

"Withdraw!"

Zhu Quan was unwilling to give an order, but there was no way.

While Juyongguan was still under his control at this time, he hurriedly ran away.

Otherwise, when Lan Yu arrives, he won't be able to run if he wants to.

………………

At night, Yingtian Taisun Mansion, stargazing tower.

After ascending the throne, Zhu Xiongying still lived here before the completion of the Star Picking Building.

The Ministry of Industry has already sent additional craftsmen to make the Star Picking Building, and the latest report has sent thousands of craftsmen, which can be completed in seven days.

This is his true body, and at this time, his four doppelgangers, except for one that is guarding the Qinhuai River to refine the Seven Turns Divine Yang Pill, the other three are all cultivating in different ways.

There are those who practice the sword master, there are those who practice the Great Shifting Technique, and there are those who practice other spells...

This is the biggest benefit of clones, they can practice different spells simultaneously.

And when the cultivation level of the iQue Heaven and Earth is one level higher, his clone will be able to grow from four to eight, and the progress of cultivating various spells will also be accelerated at that time.

'Mission 13, completed. ’

'Get a random reward: Spirit Stone. ’

'Task 14: Cultivating Divine Powers 'Fate Law: Cause and Effect'. ’

Routine task changes.

Spiritual Stone? What's that?

Zhu Xiongying wanted to take a closer look at the function of this thing, but the new task attracted his attention.

Buddhism?

Zhu Xiongying was a little interested, most of the many techniques he practiced were Taoist spells, and some were partial sects, such as Gu arts, and very few belonged to Buddhism.

Karma: Cause and effect.

Talking about fate? Eighteen thousand?

Zhu Xiongying took a general look at the introduction of this causal supernatural power, which was quite interesting.

After cultivating, you can know the origin of things through the cause and effect line of others, ask for the cause and effect, and find the cause from the effect.

If this skill is put on the person who investigates the eucalyptus in the yamen, it is simply a proper artifact of breaking the eucalyptus, and if the eucalyptus is broken in a second, any Sherlock Holmes will be weak.

Buddhism believes that all dharmas are generated or destroyed according to the principle of cause and effect.

Cause can be born, effect is born, there is a cause must have an effect, and there must be a cause if there is an effect.

From cause to effect, cause and effect are always present.

The theory of Buddhism has always been going around and around, in the clouds and fog, and after some operation, you will not be confused and will not count.

"Your Majesty, the people have brought it."

At this time, Xiao San's voice sounded.

On Zhu Xiongying's side, Xiao San appeared like a ghost with another person.

The man was dressed in a simple black monk's robe, with twelve ring scars on his head, and a long gray beard that looked very manly.

This is the black monk who gave Zhu Laosi a white hat, Dao Yan, Yao Guangxiao.

At this time, the black-clothed monk was still in shock.

He actually went south with Zhu Di, but he was infected with a cold some time ago, and he was not good at arching horses, so after Dongchang Mansion was captured, he stayed in Dongchang Mansion to recuperate and wait for the results.

Originally, I was looking forward to the news of Zhu Laosi's complete victory, but the first news I waited for was that Zhang Fu's remnants were defeated and fled, and the second was that Zhu Laosi returned to the imperial court.

This time, he followed Xiao San and came to Yingtian through the Qiankun Movement Formation that stayed in Jinan Mansion.

The first time he experienced the Great Shift, Dao Yan was stunned by this kind of teleportation method that spanned thousands of miles with one breath, completely breaking his inherent worldview.

There is such a miraculous method in the world.

"What? A cast on the leg? ”

Zhu Xiongying said.

The black-clothed monk was stunned for a moment, then he looked at the emperor in front of him, and knelt down after a moment.