Mr. Wuhen nodded and asked, "Then what do you think about it?"
"If you want to fight against the outside world, you must first secure the inside. The strength of the ten generals must be controlled as soon as possible. Those Jianghu people with evil intentions must also be gathered as soon as possible. We cannot wait for the enemy to launch troops before making decisions." Zhu Youji looked serious. , said in a deep voice.
Mr. Wuhen agreed: "That's right, but there are many sects in the martial arts world and there are many forces in the world. Where should we start?"
"Shaolin, Emei, Wudang, Beggar Clan, and Jian Zong, these people are the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world. As long as we get their support, the entire martial arts world will be united. Moreover, I think I should also visit the White Lotus Sect. Already."
"The White Lotus Sect represents the power of the Kunlun Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect's forces have always been hidden. I need people from the White Lotus Sect to take the lead. I have to control both good and evil."
Zhu Youji's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.
"In terms of time, is it enough time?"
Zhu Youji smiled and said: "If we were rushing normally, we would definitely be too late, but if we could fly, it would be much easier."
"Fly?" Mr. Wuhen was stunned, blinked, and looked confused.
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"Yes, use flying ones." Zhu Youji nodded and smiled without saying a word.
"Okay, I don't understand you anymore. I have something to remind you. It's almost time for you to decide on the Crown Princess. Now that you have settled in the East Palace and become the official Crown Prince, the Crown Princess cannot remain undecided." Wu Mr. Hen reminded.
"That's right, we have given them a title." Zhu Youji nodded and asked, "Help me calculate the auspicious days."
"Forget it, seven days later." Master Wuhen said with a smile.
"Seven days? Isn't it too rushed to do the work?" Zhu Youji asked.
Mr. Wuhen said softly: "No, I will personally supervise the process and ensure that you are in good shape."
Zhu Youji nodded slightly and said, "Oh, by the way, help me add another person, Mingyue of Wushuang City."
"I can't favor one over the other. After all, they are all my women."
"Whatever, as long as it makes you happy." Mr. Wuhen had no interest in Zhu Youji's personal hobbies.
Zhu Youji ordered: "Go and talk to Concubine Wan Gui, she needs to take the lead in this matter."
"Well, she won't refuse, but what are you going to do with her?" Master Wuhen asked.
Zhu Youji thought for a while and finally shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet. Let's wait. With internal and external troubles, we really don't have time to deal with this kind of thing."
"That's right." Mr. Wuhen also nodded. He also felt that this was not the time for a showdown. He had already taken the initiative anyway, so why rush?
About an hour later, Zhu Youji and Master Wuhen arrived at the outskirts of the outer city.
"Come on, let me see how you fly?" Young Master Wuhen was still dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked at Zhu Youji and joked with a smile.
"Haha, look at you!" Zhu Youji also laughed and shouted softly: "Here comes the sword!!"
With a soft drink, the magic sword in the East Palace of the Imperial City turned into a sword light, flew in the air, fell in front of Zhu Youji like a meteor, and floated out of thin air, with the sword facing upwards.
Zhu Youji jumped up, jumped on the body of the magic sword, activated the Shushan method, and shouted: "Sword control skills!"
Zhu Youji stood on top of the magic sword. The cyclone swaying around the magic sword directly supported Zhu Youji, flying into the sky, straight into the sky, and piercing the air until it disappeared without a trace.
Watching this scene, Mr. Wuhen unconsciously revealed a wry smile and shook his head: "Sure enough, people are different. Flying with a sword! It's so cool!"
After sighing, Mr. Wuhen jumped up and returned to the palace.
At the same time, Zhu Youji on the other side was flying with his sword, the wind howling beside him, and passing through the clouds, which was extremely cool and comfortable.
"I come with a sword and ride on the wind to slay demons. There is wine and joy in the world. Without wine, I will be crazy. I drink all the rivers in one drink, and swallow the sun and moon with another drink. I can't get drunk from a thousand cups, but I am the wine swordsman..."
Zhu Youji laughed, took the Jiuxian gourd from his waist, took a sip of wine, and headed towards the first battle of Emei.
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Emei Mountain, Emei Golden Summit, Emei Sect.
"Ding Aofu, what do you want to do?" Master Yeyu asked in a cold voice with sharp eyes and blood stains on his body: "Do you want to kill the master?"
Next to Master Ye Yu, Master Jingrou, Master Hui Lin, and Master Qiyu were also seriously injured and fell to the ground. They looked weakly at the former Emei disciple Ding Aofu.
Corpses were strewn throughout the Emei Hall, and more than ten Emei disciples fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Three of the four elders were seriously injured and fell to the ground. Although one could still stand, he was seriously injured and obviously could not last long.
The scene was extremely tense!
Outside the main hall, there were still many Emei disciples who hesitated and formed a formation outside the hall, but did not dare to rush in rashly.
The few charges just now caused a lot of sacrifices.
"Master, don't you understand yet?"
Ding Aofu's expression was indifferent, and he exuded a cold and evil aura. The sword was wrapped with the blood of his fellow disciples, and the blood was surging, which was extremely strange.
"I didn't kill you, I just thought that we are master and disciple, surrender!"
Master Ye Yu shook his head, with an extremely complicated expression on his face, including pain, distress and sadness. He said in a cold voice: "Aofu, you have entered the devil's way!"
"The devil? Maybe!" Ding Aofu laughed loudly: "If I don't join the devil, how can I go one step further? How can I defeat you and become the head of Emei?"
"I am the most talented, and I am the future leader of the Emei Sect. But, why would you rather teach Yan Sanniang your skills than to me?"
"I am your disciple!!!"
Ding Aofu roared, staring at Master Yeyu with his bloody eyes. His whole face was distorted, crazy and bloodthirsty, like a wild beast.
"You are talented and work hard enough, but your temperament is too stubborn and arrogant, and you cannot bear a little grievance. With this kind of character, you will suffer big losses in the future."
"I just want to hone you and teach you the rest of the skills. Why don't you understand the heart of a teacher?" Master Yeyu shook his head, feeling a little sad and regretful.
"enough!"
"Pretentious!"
"I, Ding Aofu, don't need anyone's charity. I only rely on myself and the sword in my hand. You four elders are not fair at all and are extremely ugly!"
"I'm going to kill you all to see who dares to resist me!" Ding Aofu shouted sharply.
"Hahaha... That's well said. You are worthy of being a high disciple of the Emei Sect. You are indeed a young boy who is a hero!"
At this moment, several figures came in from the window.
The leader was tall, with a sword on his waist, and a sneer on his face.
The people behind him are all very impressive, but none of them are lower than Ding Aofu?
"Ding Mian, the chief eunuch who holds the tower?"
"You're actually still alive?"
"Didn't the Sword Master take you away in that battle?"
Master Ye Yu recognized the person in front of her and her expression changed greatly.
"Hahaha..." Ding Mian, the chief Taibao Tota hand, laughed: "Thank you for your concern. How are we doing well? Didn't you realize that your precious disciple is the same as us? He can recover quickly after being injured?"
"This is the effect of our magical technique. Master Yeyu, you and this Ding Nuxia are also masters and disciples. Why don't you join us and I will teach you this technique as well? How about that?"
"Wishful thinking, nothing more than magic power, evil ways, don't even think about taking over my Emei Sect!!" Master Ye Yu slowly circulated his Qi, stared at the people in front of him, gathered his strength, and was ready to take action at any time to kill one of them first.
"Why bother talking nonsense to her?" Ding Aofu said indifferently, and her body moved like a blood shadow. In an instant, a sharp sword light flashed past Master Ye Yu.
"puff!"
Master Yeyu's pupils shrank, and he fell straight down. Blood spurted out, and he suddenly lost his life.
"Master Yeyu!!" Master Qiyu had a look of pain on her face, and she forced herself to stand up.
The other two, Master Jingrou and Master Hui Lin, also slowly stood up and looked at Ding Aofu, Songshan Sect and others angrily.
"Hey, can you still stand up?"
"It seems like you didn't make a killing move, right?"
"Nvxia Ding, why don't we do it for you?"
Ding Mian smiled coldly, raised his hand and shouted: "Do it!"