Three people emerged from the darkness.

In the secret room, the light shines brightly.

Only then did Zhu Yan see clearly that the secret room was dozens of feet in size and three to four feet high. On the dome of the high roof, in addition to the bloody handprints of skulls, there were stars all over the sky decorated with night pearls.

The leader was an old man, short and thin, with his hands behind his back, his eyes as sharp as knives, and an air of calmness and authority that made people surrender. Zhu Yan had seen countless people, some were born with the appearance of Bodhisattva, some were born with the appearance of Dharma protector, like

This man has an imposing manner that can be compared to that of Xue Yingxiong. Behind the old man, there were two tall men, nine feet tall, wearing black armor and holding giant axes. Their faces were expressionless, but they had a fierce look on their faces.

Mutually.

As soon as the three of them entered, the mute old man in the secret room next door consciously closed his mouth.

The old man looked Zhu Yan up and down, and Zhu Yan did not show any weakness. He looked into his eyes for a long time and then smiled and said, "Compared to your father, you are more like a man."

Hearing that he seemed to be disdainful of His Majesty, Zhu Yan felt displeased and said, "How is Your Majesty? It's not your turn to point fingers."

The old man sneered, "If anyone can give him advice, it's me."

"Why?"

"Start from a position of strength."

Zhu Yan was slightly angry when he heard this, "You are not qualified to start from a position of strength, and you are not qualified to point fingers."

The thin old man laughed, with a sense of sadness and anger in his voice, "If it hadn't been for him back then, our organization wouldn't have been torn apart. If it hadn't been for him being obsessed with the way of immortality, our plan would have been implemented long ago. There was a senior before us.

As I said, you guys with the surname Zhu are the most untrustworthy because you have a rebellious mind."

"What does your organization have to do with our Zhu family?"

The old man said in a dark voice, "Speaking of which, we have a close relationship with your Zhu family. Back then, the Holy Sect entered the Central Plains and established the Manichae Sect. Later, after several developments, it was changed to the Ming Sect. Your Emperor Taizu is ours.

One of them."

Zhu Yan was shocked when he heard this.

Manichaeism? Mingjiao?

At that time, Taizu established a century-old foundation and founded the Ming Dynasty. It is said that he relied on the power in the world. He was once a member of the Ming religion. Although he later tried his best to erase it, as a member of the royal family, Zhu Yan heard about this from the secret history of the royal family.

.However, after Taizu ascended the throne, he massacred meritorious officials and eradicated the influence of the world, and the Mingjiao disappeared from the world.

"Our organization has had its ups and downs over the past hundreds of years. It has had its glory days and internal strife. It has changed its name several times. You must have heard of these names, the Light God Cult and the Nether God Cult."

Zhu Yan shook his head.

Niu Dafu said, "At first glance, it sounds like he is not from a prestigious family."

"A well-known and upright sect?" The old man laughed and said, "The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. If your Taizu had fulfilled his promise back then, our Mingjiao would have been a well-known and upright sect with a legitimate name and Miaohong roots. What about Shaolin Wudang, Emei Kongtong?

, they’re all just clowns.”

Zhu Yan said coldly: "Your mistake was to get involved in the political struggle."

The old man said: "No, we chose the wrong person. However, we are willing to gamble again."

"What to bet on?"

"Choose you."

Zhu Yan laughed loudly, "You said that all of us named Zhu are rebellious. Aren't you afraid that if I take power in the future, I will destroy you?"

"That's not entirely true." The old man said, "Back then, your Emperor Lizong was also the big shopkeeper of our Blood Handprint. If something had not happened and he suddenly died suddenly, our plan would not have waited until now. However, he left behind at that time

The prophecy predicted that two hundred years later, a young man from the Zhu family would return to the throne. At first, we thought that man was your father, but later we found out that we were wrong. He was just a puppet addicted to immortality and power.

Can’t hold on to the wall.”

"So you chose me?"

The old man shook his head, "No, you chose us."

Zhu Yan said: "I have no interest in your affairs."

The old man said, "That's because you haven't seen our strength."

After saying that, the old man put his hands together, and a spherical light rose from between his palms, which looked extremely dazzling. Zhu Yan was shocked in his heart. Today's true energy is thin. This method of condensing true energy has been lost for a long time, and can only be seen in

In the classics, the old man in front of me could easily perform it.

The old man raised his hands, and the ball of light rushed up to the dome. In an instant, the light was shining brightly on the dome, the sun and stars were dimming, and a series of magnificent pictures of the Ming Dynasty's mountains and rivers appeared in front of everyone.

High mountains and thousands of miles of waves.

Thousands of miles of grassland and bright snow-capped mountains.

The desert is solitary with smoke and yellow sand, and there are small bridges and flowing water.

The mist and rain outside Jinling City are picturesque, and the Dingbei Army is filled with thousands of troops.

Picture after picture, like a revolving lantern, flashed in front of them, like a bird's-eye view, and finally settled on the sky above the capital. The majestic Forbidden City became so small and insignificant in this picture of mountains and rivers.

Getting closer.

He saw the guards at the top of the palace, the six government offices, the bustling city, and the imperial troops searching everywhere in the capital.

Finally, he saw the blacksmith shop.

In the blacksmith shop, there is Fan Xiaodao and Zhao Xing.

The picture gradually fades away.

Zhu Yan was stunned and shocked beyond words.

Niu Dafu sighed at the side, "Good guy, it's so clear, is it an OLED?"

The old man collected his skills and said calmly: "In terms of force, we have generals who take people's heads thousands of miles away. In terms of financial resources, all the time-honored brands in the world are inextricably linked to us.

, in terms of military strength, as long as you are willing, we can build a mighty army that can withstand a hundred. As long as you are willing to cooperate, all of this will be yours."

Niu Dafu said: "With such good conditions, you can become the emperor yourself, so why do you still need us?"

The old man said, "We are missing something."

"what?"

"Bloodline! The bloodline of Yinyang King Zhao Banjiang and Emperor Lizong Zhu Yi."

Zhu Yan smiled coldly, "So, you tried all your efforts to tie us here, but you just painted a pie for us?"

"This is just a condition of cooperation."

Today's encounter made Niu Dafu suddenly think of a story, a story Huang Youcai once told him when he was a child. At that time, he was extremely naughty, so Huang Youcai used the story of the evil dragon in the Suolongjing to scare him.

Niu Dafu said: "I know where this is."

The old man smiled and asked, "Where?"

Niu Dafu said: "This is Dingguo Temple, not Dingguo Temple."

Zhu Yan felt strange that Niu Dafu said such an irrelevant statement. However, upon hearing this, the old man's expression changed slightly, "Are you Huang Youcai's son?"

Niu Dafu said, "It's this young master!"

The old man said, "Your father was born as thin as a stick, and your mother was as beautiful as a flower back then. How come she gave birth to a pig fetus like you?"

Niu Dafu said, "I had good food when I was a kid, or am I genetically mutated, does it have anything to do with you?"

The old man smiled and said, "I heard that your mother was a romantic woman back then, so she couldn't have been living with that bastard, right?"

When Niu Dafu heard this, he became furious and cursed, "My mother and your grandfather gave birth to me. After all, I am still your father. Unfilial son, please call me dad!"

boom!

Niu Dafu was punched again. This punch was so powerful that he couldn't breathe for a long time. He endured the severe pain, stood up straight, and said with a mocking look on his face: "You tried every means to get us here."

I came here, performed sorcery again, and talked about so many things. In fact, it was all for one reason."

"Um?"

Niu Dafu said word by word: "Because, you, you can't get out!" The old man finally changed his expression.

…

Blacksmith shop.

Liu Tiejiang sent away Fan Xiaodao and Zhao Xing.

The iron pot was not taken away.

He came to the coffee table, wiped the table, made another pot of tea, took out a teacup, and was about to pour the tea when he suddenly sensed something and said to the two apprentices, "Xin Zhao, Li Qing, that's it for today.

, you go home first."

The two apprentices bid farewell to their master and left the blacksmith shop.

Before leaving, I closed the door.

Blacksmith Liu shook his head, took another tea cup, filled it with tea, and said, "The tea has just been brewed."

A thin old man wearing silk satin appeared from the darkness, sat opposite Blacksmith Liu, and stared at the tea cup on the coffee table.

Liu Tiejiang said: "We haven't seen each other for nearly twenty years, right?"
To be continued...