Two bodies, floating in mid-air.

Look at the age, one old and one young.

Look at the state, one dead and one alive.

Zhang Juzheng took out a talisman and waved his hand to the sky!

He is not a monk and is not good at this.

But this talisman comes from the Ming National Teacher Lan Daoxing, which is absolutely extraordinary.

The rune paper floated into the sky, disintegrating and dissipating on its own.

In the next moment, the sky showed several acres of round vermilion characters:

Combine!

Zhang Juzheng squinted his eyes slightly, his expression solemn.

Could this talisman be able to make two bodies separated by 10,000 years become one?

National teacher Lan Daoxing, this person is too mysterious!

He seemed to appear out of thin air, but he was immediately reused by Emperor Jiajing.

For a long time, the national teacher has been impartial and neutral in the Ming party struggle.

But at the critical moment, he did not hesitate to support Prince Wanli!

What is the magic effect of the combined characters?

Zhang Juzheng held his breath and waited and watched.

Suddenly!

The corpse of the king trembled violently, as if he wanted to cheat the corpse!

Boom!

After a muffled sound, the corpse that Zhang Juzheng was worried about did not appear.

The corpse was actually dissolved!

The instantaneous atomization dissolves and dissipates into dust in the wind.

Zhang Juzheng's eyes widened, looking at the situation in disbelief.

What's going on?

Could it be that the national teacher is wrong?

In mid-air, only the seriously injured and unawakened body of Prince Wanli remained, floating half-dead.

"I came all the way to save the prince?"

"How's that okay?"

In the sky, the ligatures are majestic, majestic and sacred.

But as the corpse of the king of Ji dissolves to ashes, the huge word 'he' looks extremely ironic.

Boom!

There was another muffled thud.

Zhang Juzheng looked up in horror, and a picture that was absolutely unacceptable to him appeared!

The body of the prince of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty is also like the corpse of the king of Ji, and the soldiers are dissolved and turned into ashes.

"No!"

"Prince !!"

Zhang Juzheng shouted loudly, blood and tears burst out of his eyes.

"Lan Dao mistook my !!!!"

At this moment, Zhang Juzheng has only one thought in his heart: the national teacher Lan Daoxing is a strict party!

He deceived himself, deceived Xu Jie, and even deceived His Majesty!

Yan Dang has always supported King Jing's accession to the throne, and he is most looking forward to Prince Wanli's accident.

Now it seems that Lan Daoxing is actually a killer move that Yan Dang has hidden for many years!

Today, he tried to see the dagger and directly cut off the life of Prince Wanli!

"Ah!!!!!!!!!h

Zhang Juzheng looked up to the sky and shouted bitterly, he couldn't wait to kill back to the capital immediately and take off Lan Daoxing's dog head.

In the sky, a layer of sand and fog gradually rose.

Zhang Juzheng saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

He knew that this was Wanli's past and present life, and the two bodies were turned into ashes by the military dissolution.

They were scattered in the air, like lonely ghosts.

In the next moment, the fly ash gradually changed.

They begin to coalesce, like sand into mud, gradually revealing their human form.

Zhang Juzheng was dumbfounded!

Rao is rich in experience and knowledge, and he has never seen such a wonder!

In the sky, a huge pillar of red light fell from the huge word 'He', which happened to envelop the human form.

Zhang Juzheng suspected that he was witnessing the legendary way of creation!

Flesh and blood, bones and veins, skin and hair.

These can be born in the mud and sand!

"Zhang Juzheng, you have worked hard."

When a familiar voice came, the humanoid mud and sand in mid-air had completely turned into a real person.

His appearance and age are exactly the same as those of Prince Wanli.

The only difference is that he is dressed in imperial attire.

But if you look closely, this dragon robe crown is not the Ming system.

"Great Xia Dragon Robe?!"

Zhang Juzheng is well-read, and he has seen it on a fragment of an ancient book, and Da Xiazi's dress is this style!

"Prince, you ...... Are your injuries healed? Zhang Juzheng asked uncertainly.

Prince Wanli opened his eyes.

His pupils are sharp, full of aura, and he is obviously in excellent condition!

"Zhang Juzheng."

"The minister is here."

Hearing that Prince Wanli's tone became serious, Zhang Juzheng hurriedly corrected his attitude.

"In the future, unless in front of Jiajing, you are not allowed to call me 'prince'."

Zhang Juzheng was shocked!

Prince Wanli's words just now are really disrespectful.

But when he faced Wanli, he was shocked and couldn't help himself, so he only subconsciously asked, "Minister...... What should I call you? ”

"Your Majesty, of course."

Prince Wanli's answer was unexpected, and it seemed to be taken for granted?

He looked down at Zhang Juzheng condescendingly, and huge coercion seemed to be surging from all directions.

"Am I not worthy of reigning in the world?"

Poof!

Zhang Juzheng had nothing to say, so he could only kneel down to show his submission.

At this moment, Prince Wanli finally smiled.

"Aiqing is flat."

Zhang Juzheng got up, but he could no longer stand up straight.

He bowed like a shrimp, as deferential and humble as possible.

Once upon a time, he was the teacher of Prince Wanli and his savior.

Zhang Juzheng can teach Wanli, and even teach Wanli a lesson.

But from this day on, everything is in the past.

From now on, there will only be the courtier Zhang Juzheng and His Majesty Wanli!

"Your Majesty, the minister dares to ask one thing." Zhang Juzheng had doubts in his heart, and he didn't vomit or be unhappy.

"You've done a good job of saving the car, but it's okay to say it." Prince Wanli smiled faintly.

"Your Majesty, how did you ......?"

Dead?

These four words, Zhang Juzheng was a little speechless.

But for a while, he couldn't think of a good way to put it together.

"Hehehe......"

Wanli smiled, smiling proudly, even proudly.

"Zhang Juzheng."

"The minister is here!"

"You know that I am the reincarnation of Emperor Ji, so you should also know who my ancestor is? Note that I am talking about the ancestors of the previous life, not the beggar surnamed Zhu in this life. ”

Zhang Juzheng swallowed his saliva, but he didn't hear the second half of Wanli's rebellious remarks.

"Your Majesty's ancestors...... It's Di Yu. ”

Wanli seemed to be smiling.

"What about Emperor Yu?"

Zhang Juzheng immediately replied in an endorsement style.

"Di Yu's father is Kun, and Kun is the son of Zhuan."

"Changyi gives birth to Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan gives birth to Changyi."

"Shaodian gave birth to Xuanyuan, Fu Xi gave birth to Shaodian ......"

Speaking of this, Zhang Juzheng was stunned.

Fuxi?

Ancient sages, but what does it have to do with Wanli's resurrection from the plaster?

He instantly thought of another person, the legendary person who was connected to Fuxi's bloodline!

Nu wa!

Zhang Juzheng swallowed his saliva with difficulty, raised his head, and looked at Shang Wanli with some playfulness.

"Legends...... Nuwa once made a man ...... clay"

Legend has it that there are always deviations.

People may not have been created by Nuwa.

But Nuwa's kneading mud may be a lost secret magic.

"The Fuxi clan and the Wahuang clan live in Kunlun Mountain, and the two are married."

"I am the bloodline of Emperor Fuxiwa."

"[Rubbing the soil to create people] supernatural powers, Great Xia has experienced seventeen emperors, and finally reappeared proudly in me."

"Compared with Emperor Wa's supernatural powers, what is the [Sun and Moon Xuanjing] of Zhu Ming's royal family's secret lineage?"

Zhang Juzheng lowered his head and said nothing.

Every sentence of Wanli is almost a big rebellion.

However, he is the orthodox prince of the Ming Dynasty, and Zhang Juzheng feels even more dilemma.

"I remember, someone in the Ming Dynasty has always wanted to shake my position as the prince?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Juzheng was in good spirits.

Finally got to the point, that's what he cared about.

"Yan Song?"

"That's right!" Zhang Juzheng nodded again and again: "Because the second assistant Xu Jie's support for Your Majesty, the Yan Party chose to support King Jing." Especially in recent times, King Jing's reputation has been rising. ”

He said it very implicitly.

In fact, King Da Ming Jing is not a dragon and phoenix among people.

In the Zhu Ming royal family, it is even a mediocre talent.

But it is precisely because of King Jing's mediocrity that the Yan Party is willing to support this kind of easy-to-grasp puppet.

The most important thing is that Wanli failed to overturn Yunmeng Mountain and Yunzhou City, and its prestige was greatly damaged.

Under the advantages of the other, King Jing, who is inactive, has the image of a sage who is an old minister seeking the country and being calm and skilled.

"Then kill them all."

Wanli's words almost made Zhang Juzheng fall!

What's the situation?

Prince Wanli is just flying and impetuous, but he has already integrated his previous life, how can he not grow at all?

Emperor Ji, that's all?

"Your Majesty, no!"

"The Yan Party is deeply entrenched in the DPRK and China, and its forces are intertwined, and it is no longer an existence that can be easily eradicated."

"Chen's teacher Xu Jie suggested that Yan Song's longevity will be exhausted, and he will die in twenty years at most. As long as Yan Song dies, the Yan Party will have no leader, and when the time comes, His Majesty will be able to sweep away the interior and sit firmly in the country! ”

Zhang Juzheng said Xu Jie's plan in one breath, and looked at Prince Wanli with anticipation.

Twenty years is not a long time for a practitioner.

Especially when Wanli is so young, there are at least hundreds of years of life available, so there is no need to rush it.

However, Wanli shook his head.

His denial directly made Zhang Juzheng's heart cold!

"Zhang Juzheng, how long can you live?"

"Forehead ......"

Zhang Juzheng was stunned.

He burned a hundred years of longevity in Yunmeng Mountain, in exchange for today's peak cultivation of the Dao Realm.

But in terms of Shouyuan, it is indeed similar to Yan Song, they are all people buried in the loess to their necks.

"Minister, minister can still insist." Zhang Juzheng said bitterly.

He didn't want to die either, but his only hope was that Emperor Jiajing could soar across the country and bring him into the immortal realm.

Only by ranking in the immortal class can Zhang Juzheng get rid of the bitter sea of mortal life.

"You can't afford to wait."

Wanli shook his head.

"So, Yan Song must die."

"Yan Song is dead, the party is destroyed, and the Ming officials can be single-minded."

"Wholeheartedly invite Jiajing to personally conquer, sweep away all the countries in the world, and do the thing of the ascension of the whole country."

Zhang Juzheng was shocked.

He didn't expect Wanli to say this.

Hundreds of officials invite Jiajing to recruit in person?

Does this seem like a bit of a rebellion?

Wanli said: "You don't see it, only Lan Daoxing knows that Emperor Jiajing only loves immortality, not the fairy world." ”

"How is that possible!?"

Zhang Juzheng was dumbfounded.

Since Emperor Jiajing ascended the throne, everything he has said has been that the whole country has soared.

Daming billions of trillion Li people, raising Jiajing with the rivers and mountains, created him the first person in the world.

They all hope that one day the whole country will soar and the chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven.

If Emperor Jiajing refuses to become an immortal, where is the hope of the hundred officials, and where is the hope of the people?

How dare Jiajing deceive the entire Ming Dynasty with one person?

"It's true." Wanli sneered: "Don't you forget what's in the sky? ”

What's there?

Zhang Juzheng was stunned for a long time, and suddenly understood.

What else could there be?

Of course, there are ancestors.

Taizu flew to the immortal realm, and if he has not fallen so far, he is at least one of the heroes in the immortal realm.

After Jiajing soared, did he stand on his own mountain, or did he take refuge in his ancestors?

It has always been the crown prince who wants to be the emperor, but there is no reason for the emperor to want to be the prince again.

Wanli pointed to the sky with his finger and said sarcastically: "Da Ming, the ancestors and ancestors are on the ......."

My eyes are all scribbling, and I can't see the words clearly.

Let's make do with it, leave a message if there is any problem.

The 3000-word chapter is slightly less, pay attention to it, go to the city hospital tomorrow for an examination, and come back the night after tomorrow.