Two months later.

Late at night.

Yingtian Daming Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting at the desk dealing with the mountains of official documents on the desk.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he jerked his head up.

A figure didn't know when it had been standing silently in the center of the hall below.

"Long time no see!" Zhang Wuji greeted with a smile.

A hint of complexity flashed on Zhu Yuanzhang's face, but he quickly got up and bowed respectfully to Zhang Wuji: "I've seen the sect leader." ”

"I'm leaving!" Zhang Wuji didn't talk nonsense, and directly explained the reason for coming this time.

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, his gray hair looked a little messy under the candlelight, he didn't quite understand what Zhang Wuji meant, and subconsciously said, "Where is the sect master?"

"Leave this side of the world and continue to pursue the avenue. Zhang Wuji's tone was calm, as if he was telling a trivial matter.

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang's expression became more complicated.

"I'm here to inform you, so that you have a bottom in your heart about this matter, in the future, when the news of my departure spreads, it is estimated that there will be some turmoil in the Ming Empire and the Ming Sect, and you have to deal with it. ”

"And it's also the last time I came to see my old friends. ”

Zhang Wuji walked up to Zhu Yuanzhang with a smile, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You have done a good job for so many years, not everyone can handle government affairs conscientiously for 20 years." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked, and he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

Since he has been the emperor of the Ming Empire for twenty years, no one dares to pat himself on the shoulder and talk like this, and Zhang Wuji is probably the only one.

"Master, I ....... ”

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he had a lot to say to Zhang Wuji, both official and private, but somehow looking at Zhang Wuji at this moment, he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Needless to say. ”

"Let's each do our best. ”

Zhang Wuji smiled and waved his hand at Zhu Yuanzhang, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Zhu Yuanzhang opened his mouth a little stunned, and finally sighed.

He envied Zhang Wuji's free and easy, indifferent, and firm heart, but he knew that he couldn't be Zhang Wuji, just like Zhang Wuji couldn't be him.

Suddenly, he thought of his eldest son, Zhu Biao.

Since seven years ago, somehow this eldest son has wanted to enter the Dao and cultivate immortals like a demon, and he has been cleaned up by him in the past few years.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that cultivating the Tao was not necessarily a bad thing.

Don't you see that twenty years have passed, and the sect leader's appearance has not changed at all?

"Someone!" he shouted outside.

"Your Majesty!" the eunuch responded.

"Go and tell Zhu Biao that since he doesn't want to be the emperor, if he wants to seek the Tao, go ahead!"

"But he can't go to Kunlun, let alone go to the top of the light, go to Wudang Mountain!"

"Also, Xuan Zhu Di entered Beijing, let him follow me first to familiarize himself with government affairs. ”

After the order, he no longer cared about the matter, sat down again, gathered his mind and began to deal with the mountain of official business

"Beizhili has been affected by the snow disaster this year, and we must consider disaster relief, otherwise the people may have the ...... of freezing and starving to death. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang soon immersed himself in the mountains of government affairs again, although he worked hard, he was willing.

Zhang Wuji flashed out of Daming Palace all the way, and did not alarm anyone along the way.

Outside the Daming Palace, two figures were waiting for him.

It was his second teacher, Yu Lianzhou and Xiao Zhao.

Yu Lianzhou is now the peak cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi training, and Xiao Zhao is even more powerful and has already practiced the seventh layer of Qi.

"Dealt with?" asked Yu Lianzhou.

"Okay, let's go!" Zhang Wuji nodded, and left without looking back.

The two behind him followed, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, on Mount Emei, Zhou Zhiruo explained everything, went to the grave of the master to exterminate the master and kowtowed respectfully three times, and also turned around and disappeared into the vast night.

"Congratulations to the master!" the voice of a dry Emei disciple behind him sounded in unison, and there was even a faint cry among them.

Zhou Zhiruo heard this voice and paused.

However, she did not look back, but suddenly increased her speed, and disappeared completely after a few ups and downs.

In the silent ancient tombs of Zhongnan Mountain, a cold white-clothed figure appeared with two long swords on his back.

She glanced back at the vast mountains behind her, and the expression on her face did not change in the slightest, and she disappeared without a trace.

Such a scene was staged in many places throughout the Ming Empire and even the Ottoman Empire.

Countless powerhouses left their familiar sects on this night and blended into the night, like a hundred rivers entering the sea, advancing towards the same destination.

No one knows what awaits them in the future, but no one flinched.

The vast peak of Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng looked up at the sky.

There seem to be a lot of meteors tonight, and the direction in which these meteors fall is very consistent, the northwest direction of the Ming Empire.

It is the direction of the former pre-Qin old country, where the mausoleum of the first emperor is located.

And under the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, it is where the passage to Ziweixing is located.

"The curtain is about to open. ”

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and took one step, but he had already descended the vast peak, and another step Wudang Mountain had already fallen behind him.

He just walked towards those meteors step by step, seemingly slowly but quickly.

When the first rays of the morning sun crossed the horizon, the figures of Zhang Wuji and the three of them had already appeared at the northern foot of Lishan Mountain, in front of the gate of a huge underground palace.

"Tut, are we robbing the tomb of the First Emperor?"

"If Qin Shi Huang really didn't die, he was also in Ziweixing, did you think he would carry a sword to kill us!"

"Giggles, I guess not, after all, if you want to hack to death, the first one to be hacked to death should be Xiang Yu!" Xiao Zhao smiled and pointed to the gate of the underground palace.

Zhang Wuji was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head to look.

This gate looks like a stone gate, but for some reason, it looks more and more crystal clear under the sunlight today, and it has turned into jade.

And on it there are lines of small print that are gradually revealed.

When he saw the words on it clearly, Zhang Wuji's gaze suddenly became a little strange.

The widow is the first, and the others are all left behind by the younger generations.

This is the first line of leadership, domineering.

Immediately below there is the same line of words, the same domineering.

"The overlord is behind, and the first emperor will be beheaded and feathered.

These two people are too good, this can be on the bar, Zhang Wuji was a little speechless.

"Xianggong, there is text here again!" Xiao Zhao's cheerful voice sounded beside him.

Zhang Wuji turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help but be happy again.

This time it was Zhang Liang's lettering.

Horizontal batch: the world is the same

"Niu Pi, these people are too good at playing!"

And as the sun shines more and more on the gates, more and more messages begin to appear.

Zhang Wuji soon found the remarks left by Li Bai and Wu Daozi on it.

This is only for Dengxian Li Bai.

When Shiwu wants to preach Wu Daozi.

Sure enough, these two people also went to Ziweixing.......