This is Yixu's voice.

He was in a Taoist robe.

In the hall, Wu Jie and him were the ones who best matched Zhu Di's gaze.

Because their clothes are closer to those of the Ming Dynasty.

Even in Yi Xu, he seemed to see the figure of his former Wudang friend.

This made Zhu Di's heart change, and the feeling of change of things and people was weaker.

Wudang and Wudang are not enough to be true to it.

The Ming Dynasty has already perished, and I don’t know what happened to Wudang.

Is Zhenren Zhang still here?

In Zhu Di's heart, he had a lot of thoughts in an instant.

But his voice did not show that he was distracted.

The emperor's heart is hard to maintain, and joy and anger cannot be achieved through color.

After looking at the Taoist priest in front of him, Zhu Di said:

"I don't have much time. You can ask at most two questions. I still need to leave time to explain this formation."

After saying that, in the projection of the virtual image in the air, Zhu Di, the Ming Chengzu, sat on the imperial chair, and tasted a cup of light tea that was held up from his side in his hand.

In the entire Ganqing Palace, a faint fragrance of tea floated throughout the palace.

It seems that the tea fragrance in the phantom really exists.

Liu Huai felt that his realm seemed to begin to loosen in the fragrance of tea.

What kind of tea is this?

Isn't it an illusion?

As if he felt Liu Huai's doubts, Zhu Di looked at him and said, "This is the big red sack in Wuyi Mountain, but this is just my memory, and it does not exist in reality."

Then Zhu Di looked at Liu Huai again and said:

"I always feel that you look familiar. Are you descended from a minister of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Ancestor, Liu Ji, Liu Bowen."

"So he is a military advisor?"

Zhu Di was stunned for a moment and said in a tone of remembrance.

"In this case, your cultivation level is too poor. It is not worthy of your Liu family's reputation, nor is it worthy of your ancestors."

"I……"

Liu Huai was speechless.

This person is really his ancestor who can scold him.

"Only the hexagrams of ancestors were passed down in the family and the horizontal practice method given to the ancestors by Zhou Dian Xianchang in the past."

"Is that true? I have a note left by Taoist Master Zhou Dian in the past, and I will give it to you for the sake of your ancestors."

Zhu Di's yellow robe floated gently, and a golden light hit Liu Huai's eyebrows.

For a moment, Liu Huai felt that in his sea of ​​divine destiny, a Taoist who was crazy and slutty was drinking the wine in his gourd on a big stone.

While drinking, he kept singing some songs.

Under the stones beneath him, there were all kinds of people.

Most of them are gorgeously dressed and glamorous.

Many of them were wearing Taoist robes and sitting cross-legged below.

Sometimes he frowned and sometimes he smiled.

But the Taoist priest was unmoved.

Liu Hai calmed down and listened to the sloppy Taoist voice.

"Tao! Tao! Tao! Tao? Is Tao? The body is the body, the law is the law, the top is the Tao, and the Tao is the impulse..."

The unrestrained Taoist, when his voice kept coming, was like the sound of mosquitoes in summer, but when he heard it, it was like the vibration of heaven and earth.

The feeling is like the Buddha's teachings.

There is only the great way in the world.

All the people in the world are crazy.

Liu Huai couldn't help but sink into it, as if he was falling into a dream.

Seeing Liu Huai fall into a coma, Wu Jie frowned and said:

"Is this he?"

"It's okay, the longer you sleep, the better."

Zhu Di said lightly.

When they heard Zhu Di say this, the two of them felt relieved. Liu Bowen was also an important minister of the Ming Dynasty, and his descendant, Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, had no reason to harm him.

"Will Dahuang come back?"

Yi Xu asked.

"About the Great Wilderness, it is said that there is still a road to the Great Wilderness in the world. I only know so much. As for whether it will come back? When all the dragon veins of all the stars in the universe gather in Jiuzhou, you may have the opportunity to open it. I have already thought about it back then, thinking that after solving future troubles in the Ming Dynasty, reviving all the dragon veins and exploring the Great Wilderness, what should I do..."

Zhu Di, the Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, seemed to have no idea about the Great Wilderness.

Maybe he had learned about it before, but now he has no time to explore it.

"Don't you even know?"

Yi Xu sighed a little.

"I am not omniscient and omnipotent, how can I know everything?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Di raised his breath and said, "If I had known and omnipotent, I might have communicated with my nephew back then and would not have fallen into such a field."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have brought back bad memories of himself again.

If I knew the consequences of the Nanjing Battle that year, would I still fight such a war?

Zhu Di had a positive answer in his heart.

But if you know, the ending would not be so bad.

Zhu Di's phantom thought of this and couldn't help but sighed at the non-existent breath.

"Sister, do you have anything else to ask?"

What else to ask?

Yi Xu felt that he had a lot of questions but he had only one question to ask.

"Did the Heavenly Court exist? Why is there no emperor immortal?

Yi Xu finally asked two questions.

Zhu Di frowned, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He answered:

"It has existed, existed in the Great Wilderness, and it has not existed in Jiuzhou."

"Has it only existed in the Great Wilderness? In other words, are they imitating the antique system?"

"No one knows what the heaven in that era is like, and imitation does not exist."

"They just don't want to be restricted by themselves, they just want to be the real masters of this world, and all the rest are slaves."

"Thank you Ming Chengzu for solving the problem!"

"As for the lifespan of emperors of all dynasties, success or failure is luck. Those who carry the fortune of the country cannot cultivate immortality."

"But it will be fine after the death of emperors of all dynasties, and they usually choose to re-energize in the underworld."

"Boy understands."

Zhu Di nodded at Yi Xu, and then he sat upright.

Above the broad shoulders, the momentum of a generation of emperors naturally rose.

The entire imperial capital felt that some terrifying existence seemed to have awakened in the Forbidden City.

And in the Ganqing Palace, this feeling is clearer.

Zhu Di looked at Yi Xu, and his majestic voice echoed throughout the Ganqing Palace.

"Next, I will follow every word I say."

The phantom projection of Zhu Di, the Emperor Chengzu of Ming Dynasty, pulled his right hand in the air, and the formation map slowly fell in front of him and unfolded.
To be continued...