Zhu Youji picked up the ink pen, took out a booklet from the system space, and directly obliterated the Songshan Sect and Wushuang City on it.
Blotting it out means the disappearance of power.
The last one that was smeared by Zhu Youji was the Jianjian Villa.
Today, the Jianghu forces still remain in the pamphlets.
There are only a few here and there.
The Shaolin Sect, the Wudang Sect, the Holy Sect, the White Lotus Sect, the remaining forces of the Kunlun Demon Sect, the remaining forces of the Demon Sect, the Lama Sect...
Regarding the Shaolin Temple in Beidou, Mount Tai, Zhu Youji originally planned to build a Northern Shaolin and bring the Shaolin Temple under his control by framing the temple, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary.
The power of the Sword Sect has been greatly reduced. At this moment, the martial arts world is in shock. Gui Hai kills his father and goes to the Shaolin Temple to avenge his murder. Duan Tianya and Shangguan Haitang from Hulong Villa rush to the Shaolin Temple in an attempt to stop it, which will inevitably cause some trouble.
But it has little to do with Zhu Youji. Although he knows the truth about the murder of his father, he cannot directly tell Gui Hai Yida the truth.
The reason is very simple. Guihai Yida's purpose of practicing martial arts has always been to avenge his father.
This has become his obsession and his nightmare.
This is his inner demon and the key to his sharp swordsmanship.
Once you tell him that the person you have been searching for for more than ten years to kill your father is actually your mother, Lu Huanong?
How could he possibly bear it?
He will go crazy.
Zhu Youji likes Guihai Yida's character and strength very much. If there is a chance, he will look for an opportunity to take him under his command.
But now, Zhu Youji still needs him to contain the Jianghu forces and the two spies of Hulong Villa. One thing is to directly abolish the three spies of Hulong Villa. How could Zhu Youji not do such a cost-effective deal? Woolen cloth?
Zhu ignores the fact that Su Xin is missing now, which affects his mind, and ignores the affairs of the court. This is the best time.
"Since Concubine Wan Gui is not here and Xichang Yuhuatian is injured again, can we find an opportunity to support Liu He in his promotion?"
"Wait a minute, Fengli Dao, the secret weapon, should be ready for use, right?"
"It's rare to find identical people in the world. Are you injured when you meet Yuhuatian again?"
"The best of both worlds! As long as Liu He protects the Wanli Dao, he can completely control the West Factory..."
Zhu Youji thought of one person, the information dealer from the Eagle Gang.
Zhu Youji dipped his pen in ink, took out a piece of paper, wrote a sentence, and then had someone send it to Liu He in Xichang.
[Bring Fengli Dao and Gu Shaotang back to the capital.]
"Controlling the West Factory is equivalent to controlling part of Concubine Wan Gui's ears and eyes. If you want to completely control the situation, Feng Manlou, who is listening to the wind and rain, must be under his command."
"Then how can we lure Ting Fengyu out?"
Zhu Youji's eyes flashed and he had an idea in his mind.
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Yanfu, dungeon.
Zhou Kuang, an eighteenth member of the Kunlun Demon Sect, was tied to a wooden frame. His whole body was covered in scars and blood, and his face was pale, as if he would die at any time.
"Tell me, what secrets are you hiding?"
"Why did the ten masters who practiced this skill all die suddenly?"
Yan Song whipped Zhou Kuang hard and cursed angrily.
"Hahaha... Grand Scholar Yan, Yan Shoufu, do you think the ten sacred protective skills of our holy religion are so easy to practice?" Zhou Kuang showed a sarcastic smile, his eyes were full of pleasure, and he laughed. stand up.
"It is difficult for people without extreme talent or great luck to successfully practice the ten sacred skills of our holy religion. If this magical skill is so easy to practice, shouldn't I practice it myself? Do I still need to hide it?"
"Hahaha……"
Yan Song was furious in an instant, whipped him hard again, and cursed: "You're kidding me? You're looking for death!!"
A few more whips!
Zhou Kuang's skin was torn and his body was covered in blood and flesh. His aura was getting weaker and weaker, and he murmured: "Yan Song, you are destined to fail. Without top-notch military force by your side, even if you control the cabinet, you will be killed sooner or later."
dead!"
"Zhu Wuwu is a grandmaster, there is a grandmaster behind Wei Zhongxian, and there may not be a grandmaster behind Concubine Wan Gui. You are the only one who doesn't have it. In this battle in the capital, you will be the first one to be eliminated."
"I'll go down and stay with you. I won't be lonely at all..."
"Asshole!"
Yan Song frowned and raised his hand again, intending to slap Zhou Kuang again, but was stopped by the person behind him.
"Father, it's not worth getting angry. Please be patient and let me ask."
Yan Song looked back, released his grip on the whip, and said, "Okay, Shifan, you can ask."
Yan Shifan let the whip fall to the ground without picking it up. Instead, he walked up to Zhou Kuang and said, "Zhou Kuang, let me ask you, how many people have mastered the "Ultimate Demonic Skill" so far?"
Hearing this question, Zhou Kuang raised his head and glanced at Yan Shifan, and laughed coldly: "From ancient times to the present, only two people have succeeded."
"Huh? Those two?" Yan Shifan asked.
"During the reign of King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty, the minister Tuo Gu - Taishi [Wen Zhong]."
"The first of the four famous generals during the Warring States Period and the God of Killing in the Qin State - Lord Wu'an [Bai Qi]."
"The ultimate demonic skill is the highest and most evil martial arts in the world. Even though I, the leader of the Kunlun Demonic Sect, am astonishingly talented and brilliant, I cannot achieve this skill. How can these mediocre people you are looking for succeed?"
"During the Warring States Period, Lord Wu'an Bai Qi was besieged by the eight masters of the Six Kingdoms. With just one move, he killed the eight masters and became invincible in the world."
"In today's world, is there anyone who can compare with Grand Master [Wen Zhong] and Lord Wu An [Bai Qi]?"
"joke!"
Zhou Kuang sneered and said no more.
After listening to Zhou Kuang's words, Yan Shifan's expression remained as usual. He did not feel angry or angry at all because of his words. He said to himself: "Both of them are outstanding people. Not only are their identities special, but their physiques are also special."
"I heard that Taishi, the minister of Tuogu in the Yin Shang Dynasty, was blessed with good luck. When he was born, a vision fell from the sky, and thunder rolled from the sky. He was known as the Lord of Thunder, and he was the reincarnation of the Thunder clan."
"Bai Qi, known as the Human Massacre, killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers in the Battle of Changping, and his murderous aura was soaring into the sky. This person is also known as the reincarnation of the Seven Killing Stars, and he is blessed with good luck and a special destiny."
"So, I think that if you want to practice the ultimate magic skill, you also need a special physique, and you also need great luck."
"No matter how strong or talented you are, you can't practice the ultimate magic skill because you don't have the blessing of national destiny and don't have a special physique."
Yan Shifan looked at Yan Song, bowed his hands and said, "Father, I want to become an official in the court."
"Shifan, you don't need to take risks." Yan Song understood what Yan Shifan meant and said softly.
Yan Shifan shook his head and said: "Father, the Yan family, I, and you, father, are both prosperous and destructive. Zhou Kuang is right. Our Yan family has no shortage of power. No matter who comes to power, they need to rely on the cabinet."
Only with the power can the court be stabilized."
"However, the power of the cabinet is stable, but the chief minister of the cabinet can be replaced at any time."
"I know you are not afraid of hidden arrows in the court, but we have to guard against the killing moves outside the court. Without the support of the grandmaster, it is still not safe enough. I am willing to give it a try."
There is a saying that winning is outside the chessboard.
It means overturning the table and using force to break the situation.
Yan Song's power was given by the emperor and the cabinet, but if someone forced his way into the palace to kill people, like the ten generals who were killed, Yan Song would not be able to stop him.
It is undoubtedly foolish to leave one's wealth and one's life to the conscience of others.
Because of this, Yan Song sought the Kunlun Demon Cult's divine protection skills in an attempt to cultivate a master.
Yan Song looked at Yan Shifan's serious eyes, nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I understand. At the court meeting tomorrow, I will write a letter to let you serve as Shaoqing of Shangbao Division."
"You are a scholar in the Imperial College. I will find someone to recommend you and let you become an official without the need for an imperial examination."
"Yes, thank you very much, father." Yan Shifan said.
After hearing the conversation between the two, Zhou Kuang roared: "Yan Shifan, you can't succeed! You will die, you will definitely die."
Yan Shifan calmly glanced at the bereaved dog and followed his father Yan Song out of the dungeon.