"Childe, Yuan Chengzhi is here. ”

Xiaohe walked into the courtyard and said to Wang Yue.

Wang Yue nodded and said, "I know, I know as soon as he enters Nanjing City." This kid's love is a little unstable. ”

Yuan Chengzhi returned to Huashan, saw Mu Renqing's tombstone, cried bitterly, and then came to Nanjing. Mu Renqing's death hit Yuan Chengzhi very hard.

Caught in grief, the mood is naturally unstable.

Yuan Chengzhi found Wang Yue and said sadly: "Uncle Wang, you go and kill Ao Bai now to avenge my master." ”

Wang Yue shook his head and sighed: "Chengzhi, although I can suppress Ao Bai, but if I want to kill him, I can't. I cultivate for the sake of detachment, not for the pursuit of strong combat power. ”

Wang Yue was bent on becoming a supreme martial artist, and each time he took a different path, hoping to find an opportunity to break through. If you want him to pursue strong strength, he can completely cultivate True Qi or Neijia Fist, with the countless powerful exercises in his memory, ten years of cultivation, I am afraid that he will be invincible in the world a long time ago.

Wang Yue's cultivation of spiritual power has always been bumpy and bumpy, although he has deduced the cultivation framework of spiritual power, but every time he breaks through, he is walking on thin ice, for fear that if he is not careful, there will be an accident.

God is the most mysterious and unpredictable energy in the human body. Although Wang Yue was cultivating "gods", until now, he couldn't tell what gods were.

Yuan Chengzhi said hatefully: "Could it be that my master's death is just like this?" Yuan Chengzhi wanted to take revenge, but he was not Aobai's opponent, and now he felt very aggrieved and very cowardly.

Wang Yue said: "Now is not the time, when the time comes, I will naturally kill Aobai." Chengzhi, now your martial arts are strong in the Huashan faction. You should pass on the martial arts of the Huashan School. ”

"I will, Uncle Wang. Yuan Chengzhi nodded.

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Musang Daoist found Cheng Qingzhu and said that he wanted to teach Ah Jiu martial arts, Cheng Qingzhu immediately nodded in agreement, and his face was red with excitement. Musang Daoist is a senior master, and his martial arts have reached the realm of a grandmaster, and Ah Jiu can follow him to learn martial arts, which is a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes.

Ah Jiu's comprehension is very high, and he quickly got started with "Divine Change", but it's a pity. The repair is a little worse.

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On this day, Wang Yue suddenly announced that he was going to retreat and cultivate.

Xiaohe panicked and said, "Childe, how long are you going to retreat?"

Although Wang Yue left a governance and development plan, Xiaohe and Liu Ru only need to distribute the plan. Just let the officials below carry it out, but there are many major things that can't be handled. Xiaohe still has to consult Wang Yue.

The duration of Wang Yue's retreat is usually very long. At that time, he was in retreat for several years. If Wang Yue came to retreat for a few years again, and then the Manchu Tartars launched a war, I don't know what things would turn out of.

Wang Yue said with a smile: "Xiaohe, this time my retreat should not be long, as soon as two years. Slow is three years. I have given you all the development plans, and if there is anything that cannot be solved, I will discuss it with you. I believe in your abilities. ”

Xiaohe was helpless and nodded, "Okay." ”

"When I got out. It was the day of the Northern Expedition. Wang Yue said firmly.

In this retreat, Wang Yue intends to liquefy all his spiritual power and become a "great grandmaster" in one fell swoop.

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Two years passed quickly.

In the past two years, the southern provinces under Wang Yue's administration have been a thriving scene.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty, after two years of development, has also greatly increased its strength. However, they only strengthened the Manchus, and the Han people under the Manchu rule still did not change in the slightest, and they were still clothed slaves.

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Beijing City, Imperial Study.

Compared with two years ago, Huang Taiji looks even older. And the pain on his body also began to appear again, and there were still a few months before Wang Yue's last treatment, that is, three years.

"Ahem, someone. Huang Taiji finished reading the last fold and shouted to the eunuchs outside.

"The minions are here. A middle-aged eunuch walked in.

"Let Zu Dashou and Hong Chengchou come to see me. Huang Taiji said weakly with twilight in his eyes.

"Tsk. ”

The eunuch left the palace and came to Zu Dashou and Hong Chengchou's mansion to announce the decree, and Zu Dashou and Hong Chengchou soon came to the imperial study.

Huang Taiji saw the two Han ministers and asked, "Two Aiqing, today there is an excerpt that says that everyone in the Han people managed by Wang Yue can eat rice and pork, is it true?"

Hong Chengchou nodded and said, "Your Majesty, it's true." Three years ago, farms and breeding bases were set up in the southern provinces, and after several years of development, now the Han people in the south can not only eat rice and pork, but also beef and fish. At present, the national strength of the south can be said to be more than ten times that of our Qing Dynasty. ”

Huang Taiji's eyes were full of anger and greed, and the Han people were able to eat rice and pork, how did Wang Yue do it? You know, even if it was Manchurian, Huang Taiji could not guarantee that every one of them could eat rice and pork.

The people who could eat rice every day were landlords in the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

"The southern provinces are rich. It's a pity that it's not my Manchu country. If only we could take the South. Huang Taiji sighed.

The Han people were able to live a good life, and Huang Taiji was very angry and jealous, why did the Han people eat better than the Manchu landlords? Why could Wang Yue sit in such a rich place?

If it weren't for Wang Yue's scruples, Huang Taiji would soon let the Eight Banners army go south to rob him.

Hong Chengchou and Zu Dashou did not agree with Huang Taiji's words, during the Ming Dynasty, they were very clear about what the southern provinces were like. Now such a thriving scene has appeared, and it is entirely the credit of Wang Yue and the officials under his command.

In the north managed by Huang Taiji, every Manchu has privileges, does not think about production, and will only sit at home and enjoy, and the Han people below are the real slaves.

In fact, the Manchu Qing Dynasty was a deformed society with a semi-feudal and semi-slave system, how can it be compared with the south.

Huang Taiji had a cold look in his eyes and said, "Two Aiqing, three years are coming. My time is running out, but fortunately, the retreat is coming to an end. As long as you get out of the customs. I will have a great master martial artist in the Qing Dynasty, and even if Wang Yue is strong at that time, he will not be able to be the opponent of Ao Bai. ”

"Two Aiqing, the two of you make a plan for me, a plan for the southern expedition. I want Wang Yue to become my servant, and I want the south to become the territory under the jurisdiction of my Qing Dynasty. ”

At the end, Huang Taiji's face turned red.

Huang Taiji hated Wang Yue, but he was already terminally ill, and if he wanted to live, he could only rely on Wang Yue's medical skills. So. He wanted to turn Wang Yue into a minion, the most loyal minion.

When the time comes, he Huang Taiji will become the true lord of the world.

Zu Dashou and Hong Chengchou nodded and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, Weichen will definitely handle things well." ”

After Zu Dashou and Hong Chengchou withdrew, Huang Taiji laughed loudly: "Wang Yue." As long as Ao Bai becomes a great master, you are finished. When the time comes. Your woman. Your wealth, your power, it's all mine, haha. ”

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In the Aobai Mansion, in the secret room, Aobai is practicing in retreat.

I saw a golden light shining on him. A vague brass-colored shadow of an ancient bell emerged outside his body, and the dull and ancient sound of the bell could be faintly heard.

The golden bell jar of Ao Bai is about to be completed.

"It's close, it's close. Ao Bai yelled in his heart.

He was still close to becoming the coveted Great Grandmaster Martial Artist.

"Break it for me!"

Ao Bai roared. In his Mud Pill Palace, a spiritual force was gathered, and a powerful coercion emerged from his body.

"It worked!"

Ao Bai stood up and laughed loudly.

"Buzz!"

A dull and ancient bell rang, and a huge and clear phantom of the ancient bell appeared on the surface of Ao Bai's body.

"Great Grandmaster, is this the power of the Great Grandmaster? It's so powerful!" Ao Bai was shocked in his heart, Great Grandmaster, it's too powerful. He clenched his fist slightly, and the air shook, as if the entire space was about to be torn apart.

Suddenly, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ao Bai's mouth: "Wang Yue, you're finished." No matter how powerful you are, you can only become my slave of the Qing Dynasty, and you are the lowest minion. Haha!"

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Nanjing City.

Wang Yue sat in the small courtyard, his eyes closed, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. His surroundings were covered with mysterious energies like clear water, and these energies were all spiritual powers.

"I succeeded, the spiritual power, all liquefied, so strong!" Wang Yue opened his eyes, and the liquefied spiritual power around him, like flowing water, drilled into Wang Yue's eyebrows.

"Boom!"

A wave that ordinary people can't see spreads out and spreads all over the entire city of Nanjing at once. In the city of Nanjing, except for animals and people, all other objects were suspended, and people were so shocked that they could not speak.

Soon, the fluctuation disappeared, and the city of Nanjing was restored to its original state.

Xiaohe was shocked: "Childe has broken through." What a powerful cultivation, such a powerful spiritual power!"

At the moment when Wang Yue's spirit fluctuated, all the warriors in Nanjing City felt that they were facing people from time to time, but gods. Even Mu Sang Dao Chang and Yuan Chengzhi, who are in the realm of grandmaster martial artists, are no exception.

"Childe!" Xiaohe pushed open the door of the small courtyard and shouted in surprise when he saw Wang Yue.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wang Yue said, "Xiaohe, call everyone to a meeting." ”

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This time, hundreds of people attended, and the civil and military officials who could come to the meeting were all absolute elites.

Seeing Wang Yue walk in, all the people clasped their fists and saluted: "Divine doctor!"

Wang Yue sat on the main seat and said with a smile: "Everyone sits." ”

After everyone sat down, Wang Yue said, "My retreat this time was not in vain, and my martial arts have increased a lot. We started preparing two years ago, and now I think everyone should be ready. I don't want to say more. Everyone prepares, and in three days, the Northern Expedition begins!"

All the people stood up and shouted: "Northern Expedition, Northern Expedition, Northern Expedition!"

In the evening, Wang Yue sat on the roof with a pot of wine, looked at the direction of Beijing City, and secretly said in his heart: "Huang Taiji, I have become a great master, and no one in the world will be able to stop me." Are you ready?" (To be continued......)