Things on Guangwu Mountain are over.

Although Zhu Jun is in the world and seems to be not the same as the Zhu family of the royal family, he still has a lot of energy.

All officials from top to bottom in Xingyang were thoroughly investigated.

Sure enough, it was because someone was bribed and threatened by the forces outside the pass that he released water on Guangwu Mountain, giving the Shamanism, Witch and Ghost Sect and Zen Tantra an opportunity.

This matter fell into the hands of the Jinyiwei and was directly taken over by Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian has not yet reached the point where he is in power.

Naturally, I will take this opportunity to improve my position.

What's more, it involves invasions from other places. The court has spared no effort to thoroughly investigate.

Emperor Tianqi is not a stupid person. The problem of reaction from Xingyang may not necessarily not exist elsewhere.

For a moment, the wind and cranes were in a panic.

Many officials were dismissed.

This is a matter of the court, and the warriors don't care.

The most vivid martial arts in the Central Plains is the reputation of the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince, his real name is unknown. He just calls himself the Ninth Prince.

The cultivation level is said to be in the realm of transformation, but he killed the real master in front of everyone.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he has a small jade bottle in his hand, and there is a elixir in the bottle that can make life and death human flesh and bones!

Many people in martial arts have been tempted to grab this magical pill when they heard about it.

However, facing a terrifying existence that can kill the Grandmaster.

How many people dare to put their hearts on snatching the pills?

The reputation of the Ninth Prince spreads in the martial arts world.

Soon, there were no one in the entire Ming Dynasty martial arts world who didn’t know the Ninth Prince.

The Witch and Ghost Sect, Zen Sect and Tantric Sect, and Shaman Sect suffered consecutive losses at the hands of the Ninth Prince, and listed the Ninth Prince as the most unprovoked person in the martial arts world in the Central Plains and must be eliminated.

At the top of Wudang Mountain, a glorious Taoist temple is in the mountains, clouds and morning mist, as ethereal as a fairyland.

A middle-aged Taoist priest who looks like a forties is sitting upright in the Taoist temple hall.

His gorgeous Taoist robe made him look even more extraordinary.

In front of the old Taoist, a thin Taoist stood respectfully and said something.

The Taoist in the gorgeous Taoist robe seemed to hear something very touching, and his eyes suddenly opened and closed, and cold lightning emanated from his eyes.

He realized that he had lost his composure and immediately controlled his strength before his eyes could calm down again.

"The elixirs refined by the master, the ancestor can also improve the transformation realm to the master. It is a miracle that two or three out of ten people can succeed. But the elixir of the Ninth Master took out casually allows the two elders of Mangshan to enter the master realm directly. This is a magical medicine." The thin Taoist said excitedly.

The one who is called the head sect is Zhang Yuanshan of Wudang, a powerful master who is leading the way in Wudang and is in line with civil affairs.

Zhang Yuanshan pondered for a moment and said, "This kind of elixir is only controlled by me, Wudang and Shaka. Is this person the one from Shaka?"

"I can guarantee that I am definitely not a Sakyamuni person. The head of the sect also knows that Sakyamuni person must be bald robes and scars. There is no such person. If it is a lay disciple of Sakyamuni, there will definitely be no chance to get into higher secrets." The thin man swore.

Zhang Yuanshan nodded and said, "In this way, the origin of his pill is indeed strange. Find the true identity of this ninth young master. See if it has anything to do with my Taoist sect. Such pills are... tempting!"

There is a mountain in southeastern Zhejiang.

Since the Zhengde period, the mountains have begun to be filled with fog.

The woodcutters who go up the mountain to chop wood and hunters always get lost inexplicably. After three or two turns, they return from the mountain road, and work hard but useless.

If this continues, the mountains will be filled with legends.

Ordinary people dare not go into the mountains again.

Surrounded by mountains, there is a flat and open land, and there is a town above it.

There is a gate at the entrance of the town, and there is no way in front of the door.

The door is engraved with three large characters that are square but not lacking in majesty: Qinglong Town.

Qinglong Town is unknown in the secular world.

But the martial arts world is as thunderous as the ears.

That is the place of the King's Family in Xinmen.

It is the ultimate foundation of the heart.

In Qinglong Town, all the residents are disciples of the Heart Sect.

In the center of the town, a tall lobby stands tall.

The above three big characters are exactly the same as those at the entrance of Qinglong Town: Qinglong Hall.

At this time, an old scholar sat upright in the Qinglong Hall.

A young man was sitting opposite the old peddler and had just finished saying something.

The old peddler looked calm and stormy waves instantly appeared on his calm face.

Even his skin color that has not changed for many years has turned rosy.

"What you are saying is true? This ninth young master actually has such a magical medicine?" The old scholar has never been so anxious in his life.

"Disciples dare not talk nonsense." The young man said confidently.

The old scholar seemed to have lost all his power, and he piled up on a long stool. After a while, he said, "The cultivation level of the realm of transformation can kill the master. Such a person cannot be forced, but can only be friends. He is moved with sincerity."

"What the teacher said is that the disciples think so too." The young man agreed.

The old scholar nodded and said, "First find this ninth young master to make friends. You can do this. Remember, no matter what, no evil is allowed."

The young man clasped his fists and retreated respectfully.

It is not just the Wudang Daotong and the Xinmen Wang family.

At this moment, almost all the martial arts in the world were shocked.

The most shocking thing is the headquarters of the Blood Sect in Heishantou, Liaodong.

Dongfang Sun, Skeleton King, Wen Tian King, Wolf King, and the twelve tribes of the Heavenly Stems, everyone cheered and excited.

His own sect leader made a big move.

It directly brought the blood sect that was silent in the northern border into the orthodox road of the Central Plains.

The blood sect has been suppressed for many years, but now it has finally been vomiting out.

When the capital was in charge, the Fengwang received the message and immediately gave it to Ping'er.

Ping'er pressed the letter tightly on her chest, and imagined how powerful that figure was.

At this time, Yan Jiu was taking Gong Yang Zhen and the eldest and second brother were having a meal and drinking in a roadside tavern.

In the wine shop, there was a storyteller who heard about the deeds of the Ninth Prince and was talking in an eloquent manner.

Yan Jiu put his cultivation introverted, and even his appearance turned into an ordinary appearance.

Although there has not been much change, the temperament is completely different from that in Guangwu Mountain.

Even the warriors present at that time may not be able to recognize him.

"... Killing people is like numb. At this moment, the Ninth Young Master came out of nowhere. The one asked, "What does the Ninth Young Master look like?" Mr. Storytelled blinked his eyes and said to several passers-by who were attracted by him: "Big shoulders, round beards, and a single arm can catch up with the thick waists of ordinary people."

"When he punched out, the stones were shocked. Even half of the ring was beaten. What kind of monsters and monsters, under his punch, were dead and burial places."

"good."

Everyone applauded after hearing this.

After hearing a few words, Yan Jiu felt that what this guy said was all his own random words. So he stopped listening to his nonsense.

"When I arrived in Jinjing, I was opening a pharmacy. Gongyang, please manage it. The eldest and second brother helped you. Don't follow me." Yan Jiu said.

Although the three of them didn't know why Yan Jiu made such a arrangement, they didn't dare to ask more questions.
Chapter completed!