After more than 40 years, Zhu Yunwen returned to the Ming Dynasty Palace.
Although even the capital had changed from Yingtian Mansion in the south to Shuntian Mansion in the north, and the palace had naturally changed, Zhu Yunwen still felt a sense of familiarity.
He tried hard to control the excitement in his heart, and put on a calm expression on his face. Combined with his crystal-clear skin, he looked a bit like an immortal.
"Taoist Master, please be here to greet me!"
When he arrived at a palace, eunuchs and maids came to serve him, bathe and change clothes, and see the beauty of the sky.
"Now that you have entered here, there is no room for regret. This may be my only chance."
During the whole process, Zhu Yunwen was in deep thought.
Although his move was neither carefully thought out nor impulsive, it was a comprehensive plan.
First of all, the fake Emperor Jianwen has recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan. In this case, the real Emperor Jianwen must be anonymous, run as far as he can, and cannot appear in front of the emperor.
He just did the opposite.
The best thing is that he looks like a young man. The emperor would never think of the seventy-year-old Emperor Jianwen. Isn't this a flawless disguise?
As for the appearance of Emperor Jianwen, Zhu Di burned all the relevant scrolls back then, and the old man in the palace had died long ago. No one would have seen him at all, otherwise the counterfeit would not have been recognized easily.
After thinking about it carefully, Zhu Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that there was no flaw.
As long as the identity is not exposed, the imperial palace is actually the safest place in the world. Not to mention that people in the Tianmen dare not enter lightly, so why does the Tianjian have no name and just watch it silently without making any mistakes?
As for the elixir of life, it is not a myth.
Taking off his robe, Zhu Yunwen raised his arms and looked at his elastic and shiny skin. Although he had been there for more than forty years, he still had an unbelievable feeling like he was in a dream.
Emperor Qin and Emperor Wu of Han, one emperor throughout the ages, longed for immortality and tried every means to seek immortality and medicine, but in the end they could not obtain it.
As a result, on the night he escaped from Yingtian Mansion, a divine man with all-powerful powers gave him the elixir, which actually prevented him from aging since then.
Therefore, when Zhu Di died, Zhu Yunwen worshiped him from a distance, full of sneers.
Uncle, you took the throne and performed many great feats, but what happened in the end?
It's not like ashes will return to dust, but he can live forever, silently accumulating strength and waiting for the opportunity.
However, a few years later, Zhu Yunwen became more interested in mountains and rivers, and his thoughts of restoration faded away.
It’s okay to be an immortal immortal, why bother returning to Beijing to fight for it and risk your life?
However, fifteen years ago, when Xuanzong passed away and Yingzong succeeded to the throne, the god told him that the elixir containing the blood of the phoenix could only make him immortal, but not immortal.
In other words, Zhu Yunwen is still an old man, but his appearance and body can maintain the state of taking pills at the age of thirty, and his vitality remains unchanged. He may live to be eighty or ninety years old, or he may pass away in a few years.
Only by helping him slay the dragon and obtain the power of dragon essence can he truly be immortal.
The divine dragon has its head but not its tail, so it will not come to the mortal world at all. It can only be activated by the sacrifices of the Central Plains Dynasty and the people of China.
In this way, Zhu Yunwen regained his desire to seize the throne, and the god also asked Tianmen to help, allowing the White Lotus Sect to gather faith and spread throughout the Central Plains in just ten years.
Under Zhu Yunwen's repeated questioning, the god finally told him that his name was Xu Fu.
Xu Fu!
The alchemist who went to sea to find the elixir of immortality for Qin Shihuang was often taken as a warning by later generations. Unexpectedly, this man actually lived and lived for more than 1,700 years!
Zhu Yunwen was ecstatic and promised that once he was restored, he would be respected as a national master, one person inferior to ten thousand people, and he would learn alchemy from him.
Xu Fu casually taught him a set of nine-turn resurrection techniques.
For more than ten years, Zhu Yunwen has worked hard to practice this set of techniques, hoping that one day he will be able to refine the elixir of immortality instead of relying on the illusory dragon essence.
Therefore, alchemy is his second greatest reliance.
"Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, get rid of the dust in your chest, naturally camp in the hills and valleys, and build your own!"
Zhu Yunwen showed his complacency, and suddenly thought of Fang Xiaoru, who was killed by Zhu Di from the ten tribes. He sighed slightly, put on a brand new robe, put his hair up in a bun, looked elegant in the world, and looked very good.
"I am a poor fellow, long live my emperor!"
After making a plan and correcting his mentality, Zhu Yunwen walked into the main hall and paid homage with great ceremony.
"Pingsheng!"
Gu Cheng looked at Zhu Yunwen and was also very curious.
He had other plans when he left the palace, but the man suddenly jumped out and asked for the elixir of life. Unexpectedly, Gu Cheng took him back to the palace.
But this Emperor Jianwen, who changed his orders day and night and fell out of office, wouldn't expect to be promoted through alchemy, lurk around the emperor, and then seize the throne for restoration, right?
He is not Emperor Jiajing, and has he overestimated himself?
"Your Majesty rode out of the Great Wall, wiped out the ugly people, cleared the grasslands, and achieved fame and glory. Thousands of miles have been leveled. This will truly bring peace and happiness to the people and blessings to all peoples!"
Zhu Yunwen didn't think so. He first touted his achievements and observed the emperor's expression. When he saw his expression softened, he suddenly turned: "However, as time goes by, humanity will suffer. Your Majesty knows that the emperor's unique skills are not favored by heaven."
, loss of longevity?”
Gu Cheng's face sank, and the eunuch accompanying him immediately screamed: "Bold!"
Several wolf-like guards rushed out and were about to drag down the nonsense Taoist. Zhu Yun said loudly: "Your Majesty! Loyal words are offending! Loyal words are offending!"
Gu Cheng raised his hand, and the guards immediately retreated. He looked down at Zhu Yunwen and asked lightly: "You are so young, how do you know God's will? It must be the teacher's words. Where did you learn from him?"
"Your Majesty, how can a poor Taoist dare to speak nonsense about such a big matter? As for the master..."
Zhu Yunwen spoke slowly, his eyes flashing: "Pindao comes from the hidden sect Tianmen. He has collected the emperor's martial arts through the ages, hoping to find a way to break the curse and extend his life!"
What he said was true and false. According to what Xu Fu said, martial arts for an emperor would not only not extend his life, but would even limit his life.
It seems that God does not want the emperor to sit on the throne forever, for eternity. Therefore, no matter how high the cultivation level of the emperors is, they will all return to dust when they get older. In order to live forever, Zhu Yunwen has long since abolished the poor Mingshen martial arts cultivation level in his body.
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"Sure enough, Jianwen has really become smarter after entering the world. The emperor who has practiced the Mingwu Divine Code will inevitably be impressed..."
Gu Cheng admired slightly in his heart, nodded and said: "Then what kind of emperor's martial arts has your master collected? And has he found a way to extend his life?"
Zhu Yunwen knew that it was a critical moment, and recalled in his mind the secrets that were densely collected in the huge ice cave. Some of them could not be preserved in classics. Only crystal pillars, hexagrams, Buddhist treasures, and magical instruments could be glimpsed.
Exquisitely, he immediately said:
"Your Majesty, my master has hidden the treasure mirror of Hun Tian, the innate Qiankun Gong, and the palm of Tathagata. I am willing to offer them all to you!"
"The other master has indeed found the secret method of immortality!"