"Your Majesty, my master has arrived in the capital and is waiting for your Majesty's summons day and night."
"Admission to the palace."
When Zhu Yunwen came with a man with a strange and handsome face, a five-willow beard and a Taoist robe, the eunuchs and maids looked sideways.
"Long live my emperor!"
Above the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Gu Cheng's eyes lit up as he looked at Xu Fu who was receiving the gift.
It must be said that this most famous alchemist throughout the ages does have a transcendent grace.
Washed away from the prosperity, transcending the mundane world, just like banishing an immortal to the dust, and there is a leisurely look in the eyes that has gone through all the vicissitudes of life, smiling at the wind and clouds, which makes people can't help but feel trustful and good.
"Does the use of divine energy confuse people's minds?"
But Gu Cheng knew that this was a mysterious and mysterious method of spiritual application.
Xu Fu's cultivation has transcended the realm of mortals and reached the realm of refining supernatural powers and killing enemies with his thoughts.
Through the earth-shattering confrontation between gods and demons last night, Gu Cheng understood how powerful the existence of gods and demons was in this world.
If you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Without using any mysterious weapon, at this moment, his strength is comparable to the limit of a mortal warrior. He is superior to Xiong Ba and Jue Wushen, but inferior to Wu Ming.
Gu Cheng is not lacking in skills and moves, and he is even more knowledgeable, but when it comes to understanding the rules, he still lacks the firepower.
The realm of gods and demons means that the rules of heaven and earth are at your fingertips and can be used at will.
This step is not so easy to take.
Or, like Wuming, who has gone through many twists and turns since he was a child, suffered from the evil star, and the tragic death of his relatives, and after living in seclusion, he realized the supreme swordsmanship, the realm of the heavenly sword, where one sword can produce all kinds of magic.
Or it could be like Xu Fu taking Phoenix blood and becoming immortal. He had 1,700 years to study many martial arts in the world, and finally accumulated great achievements and created his own Sacred Heart Art...
These two paths, one is talent and the other is accumulation, Gu Cheng is a balanced one.
Perhaps Xu Fu's arrival can provide an opportunity for a breakthrough.
"No gift!"
Gu Cheng raised his hand and his eyes sparkled: "I heard that your sect has the emperor's magical power and the secret method of immortality. Is this possible?"
"Your Majesty, this is indeed the case!"
Under Zhu Yunwen's uneasy gaze, Xu Fu smiled slightly: "Our sect is inherited from the alchemist Xu Fu who searched for the elixir of immortality for Qin Shihuang 1,700 years ago. In order to fulfill the ancestor's wish, our sect will serve the true master whenever there is a change of dynasty.
Emperor Long, in exchange for the emperor's magical power, I have been studying it diligently until now, and finally gained something. I am willing to offer the secret knowledge of the emperors of all generations for your majesty to understand, and then practice the secret method, so that you can have a glimpse of the realm of immortality!"
"It's acting again..."
Gu Cheng laughed in his heart.
Such old monsters like to pretend to be others and enjoy the happiness of being superior and deceiving the common people.
In the original plot, Xu Fu played two roles, fictionalizing an ambitious disciple, Emperor Shitian, who asked Feng Yun and Wuming to help him clean up his family.
In fact, the God of Heaven is himself, and he is the Emperor of Heaven, straddling the loyalties and traitors, and playing with everyone in the palm of his hand.
Now Xu Fu has turned himself into his disciples, disciples and grandchildren, using the excuse of Qin Shihuang's search for elixir to fabricate his origin and purpose.
Indeed, the young and vigorous emperor cannot tolerate an old monster with a long history and unfathomable depth.
In comparison, this explanation is more trustworthy.
"good!"
Sure enough, in Zhu Yunwen's sight, the emperor was already beaming with joy, and he couldn't wait to say: "Send those magical skills to me, I want to take a look!"
"According to the order!"
Xu Fu took out a scroll of strange objects that looked like pictures but not pictures, and looked like armor but not armor. He held it up slowly and flew towards the emperor. He said loudly: "All things are born from the innate energy. This picture combines the five directions and five elements with ten numbers.
The creation of the universe on its own is the innate Qiankun Gong!"
Gu Cheng received the treasure map, and after a little reflection, he immediately determined that it was the unique skill of Ji Fa, the emperor of Zhou Dynasty, and the innate Qiankun skill inherited from the Guangcheng Xian sect.
When King Fuxi came to the world, dragons and horses came out of the river, so he painted the Eight Diagrams, which is called the River Map. Huangdi Xuanyuan understood this ancient treasure and created the innate Qiankun Gong.
What Xu Fu presented now is of course not a real river map, but it also includes the essence of the innate Qiankun Gong.
And this is not the end.
The next moment, Xu Fu unfolded his long sleeves, and ten crystal pillars with different luster flew towards the emperor, and introduced in a loud voice: "These are the ten sky-repairing stones left in the world after imitating Nuwa's refining stones to mend the sky.
The crystal pillar records the Huntian treasure mirror."
This skill is even more remarkable. In this world, the great goddess Nuwa embodies the power of heaven and earth, and explains the rise and fall of purity and turbidity, as well as the principles of nature. It is the best martial arts in the world.
Gu Chengxu held ten crystal pillars and discovered that the ten levels of martial arts in the Huntian Treasure Mirror could be practiced individually, which was very different from the step-by-step approach of ordinary martial arts.
Xu Fu summoned nine more weapons with solemn treasures and came out: "These are imitations of the nine Buddhist weapons handed down by the Buddha. Each of the Buddhist weapons corresponds to a Tathagata palm."
The river map, the crystal pillars, and the Buddhist soldiers were all made by descendants of later generations, and were not treasures passed down personally by the great masters of ancient times.
However, this way of inheritance is as good as the secret books of the Song Dynasty and Sui Dynasty.
It is not only the difference between high martial arts and low martial arts, but also the difference between these three secret arts, which are the supreme magical skills that countless warriors strive to win.
When the shiny treasures were suspended above the main hall, not only the eunuch guards, but also Zhu Yunwen were stunned.
Even though he is not good at practicing martial arts, he is still a little jealous.
These are the three most powerful martial arts among the Son of Heaven. They are genuine martial arts at the level of gods and demons. They are much stronger than the Mongolian Immortal God Kung Fu and the Ming Sect's Ming Shen Martial Arts.
What if I really get it done by the Emperor...
Wouldn't it be like shooting yourself in the foot?
Xu Fu, on the other hand, had a leisurely look on his face, and seemed to sincerely offer the most precious collection that spanned thousands of years.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Gu Chenglian said hello three times and waved his hands with great joy: "Come here, I will give the Taoist priest platinum, elegant clothes, a crown, and legal robes. I will announce to all officials that there will be no morning court within ten days. I will practice my magic skills intensively. When my strength is greatly improved, I will lead the expedition in person."
Shanhaiguan, kill all those Japanese thieves!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
A ray of light flashed in Xu Fu's eyes, neither arrogant nor humble, so he resigned.
…
"Are you satisfied that I am here in person?"
After the two of them settled down at Baiyun Temple in the capital, Xu Fu looked at Zhu Yunwen with a smile but not a smile.
"The nameless person suddenly appeared and wanted to take me to the Zhonghua Pavilion. I had no choice but to ask for help from Tianmen."
Seeing that there was no one around him, Zhu Yunwen laughed in a low voice: "The false emperor was so deceived by the emperor's magical power that he didn't even go to court in the morning. What a good trick."
Xu Fu shook his head: "It's just a soothing technique. The emperor is resourceful and brave, and the city is extremely deep. He is much better than a loser like you."
Zhu Yunwen was stunned.
Xu Fu had been treating him with great respect for more than 40 years, so why did he suddenly speak harshly to him?
The answer is simple.
The next moment, Xu Fu opened his fingers and took a light shot. Zhu Yunwen's whole body froze, his heart was beating wildly, and a drop of blood overflowed, traveling upwards along the blood vessels, and finally broke his throat.
"You! You!"
Zhu Yunwen covered his throat, showing a look of disbelief.
On the one hand, he couldn't believe that Xu Fu would kill him; on the other hand, he felt that his palms were as rough as the roots of an old tree, instantly becoming extremely rough.
His ageless appearance disappeared with the departure of that drop of blood, and his last vitality was also taken away with him.
After a few breaths, the whole person turned into a handful of ashes, scattered with the wind, and returned to dust.