I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"Take my shot!"

The man twisted his waist, spun the gold gun, gathered momentum, and stabbed out with the strength of his waist.

The black air surges, the cold wind blows, and the frost and snow dance.

A bit of golden gun light, like a stream of light, broke through the clouds in the wind and snow.

The water vapor in the air, driven by the force of the gun, condensed when exposed to cold, and a white expanse of ice crystals emerged.

"Why do you feel like this guy is weaker than before?"

Lin Xuan looked at the spear piercing his heart, thought slightly, and drew his sword to strike.

The majestic golden sword energy was like a rolling dragon wall, cutting through the seven golden nanmu coffins placed in an orderly manner at the same time.

Under the explosion of sword light, the mummies in the coffins exploded in the air and disappeared into ashes.

"..."

The moment the last coffin exploded, the man's body swayed suddenly, and the gun's power slowed down again.

"It turns out you are such a master. I overestimated you just now..."

Lin Xuan smiled faintly and moved his golden sword horizontally, blocking the front of the golden gun.

Swords and guns collided, a dull cracking sound was heard, and the light of swords and guns dispersed at the same time.

The tip of the gold gun in the middle-aged man's hand exploded and turned into gold powder, fluttering in the sky, looking extremely festive.

"die!"

The man dropped his gun, shouted loudly, opened his arms, and rushed toward Lin Xuan.

"It's better that you die."

Lin Xuan raised his sword-holding hand and thrust the sword lightly.

The sword's power was simple and direct, without any change. With a hiss, it penetrated into the man's chest.

Black blood flowed down the blade of the sword and dripped onto the ground.

"..."

The man stopped suddenly and stared blankly at the tip of the sword that pierced his chest, with a look of fear in his originally cold eyes.

Blood and cold sweat kept dripping from his body, and his extremely domineering aura instantly seemed sluggish and weak.

"I see!"

Ao Xue took a long breath and showed a dumbfounded expression: "I asked why this person makes me feel so weird. It turns out he is such a 'Thousand-year Corpse King'..."

"Huh? Sister Bai, what's going on with this person?"

Ah Jiu blinked in confusion, showing suspicion.

"As expected, when this man was about to die, he was turned into a corpse puppet."

"It is estimated that the person who performed the technique disliked this person's lack of cultivation, so he set up a corpse-raising formation. The demonic corpse energy generated by the corpses in the seven coffins was transferred to this person."

"So this person looks quite powerful, but in fact he is just a corpse puppet with little intelligence. What he just said must have been planned in advance, and the secret will be revealed after a few more words."

Ao Xue spread her hands: "Well, just now, Brother Lin killed all seven coffins. This corpse was hit by the backlash of the Yin Formation and was immediately beaten back to its original shape. It is even worse than you."

Although she has some social anxiety, she is just shy of strangers, and her expressive skills are quite good.

There were no outsiders at the moment, so the little dragon girl dispersed the black mist and spoke slowly.

Well, this corpse puppet has been dead for at least a hundred or two hundred years anyway, and is not considered a "living person" at all.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

"Oh, so that's it..."

Although Ah Jiu didn't understand much, he was shocked: "So, the person who made him into a corpse puppet is a great master?"

"Well, the person who performed the technique is indeed extraordinary. He is probably the real master of Zhuangzi."

Ao Xue nodded and said: "Those techniques are also very exquisite. They seem to be integrated into the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. They are beyond my reach."

"It turns out...it turns out that I was already dead..."

When the man heard Ao Xue's words, his body shook violently, and black blood flowed from his seven orifices.

As if a flashback was triggered, the man raised his neck stiffly and looked at Lin Xuan blankly: "W-where is this? Why did you kill me?"

"This should be called Zhengqi Villa, located in the Qinling Mountains."

"You all know that you have been dead a long time ago. Every injustice has its own debtor, so just look for the person who killed you."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "My sword should help you to escape. Don't be indifferent to right and wrong."

"Zhengqi Villa? I've never heard of this place..."

The man thought for a while, his eyes dimmed, and he nodded: "伱, you are right what you said later, I...I really should thank you..."

"We are also passing through this place this time, and we just met you. It is somewhat fate."

Lin Xuan's thoughts moved slightly, and he said solemnly: "What's your name? I can set up a tombstone for you later, so as to leave a memory for your descendants."

This side mission requires discovering the true identity of the Millennium Corpse King...

Although the man in front of me is both dishonest and abstract.

But at least it can be regarded as a quick version of the "Millennium Corpse King", and it should still meet the mission requirements.

In order to complete the task, it is necessary to find out the identity of this guy.

Of course, Lin Xuan would not lie to him...

Death is a big deal, so spending a few minutes erecting a tombstone and burning some paper money is nothing.

In essence, it’s a win-win for everyone.

"Thank you... thank you! You, you are such a good person!"

The man's dead gray eyes lit up slightly, and his voice was touched and proud: "I am Cao Guogong of the Ming Dynasty. I have been specially appointed as the Guanglu Doctor, Zuo Zhuguo, and I have been granted the title of Crown Prince and Grand Master Li Jinglong!"

"...It turns out to be General Li."

Lin Xuan was silent for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "We, future generations, will all look up to the name of the great general for a long time!"

To a certain extent, this Li Jinglong is really a "famous" general of his generation.

When Prince of Yan Zhu Di launched the Jingnan Campaign, this man, as the Grand Marshal of the imperial army, was defeated repeatedly, losing hundreds of thousands of troops, and single-handedly reversed the offensive and defensive situation.

When Zhu Di's army was approaching the capital, this man saw that the situation was not good, and decisively took the lead in opening the gate to surrender, welcoming the Yan army into the city, causing the fall of Nanjing.

As the first person in Zhu Yunwen's military, with his magical tactical thinking, he got Zhu Di's "first merit in Jingnan" and ranked first among the officials of the Yongle Dynasty.

Military strategists of all dynasties probably couldn't imagine such a coquettish operation at all.

Compared with Zhao Kuo, who "talked about war on paper", he was much more important.

If Li Wenzhong knew that he had given birth to such a son, he might be angry to death again.

Of course, Zhu Di didn't spoil this man.

In the second year of Yongle, Zhu Di saw that this guy was no longer valuable, so he hinted that officials from various departments would impeach him one after another.

So this man was stripped of his title, his property was confiscated, and he was locked up at home until his death.

It seems that Zhu Di in this dimension was even more vicious.

He turned this guy into a corpse puppet.

Well, Lin Xuan was just wondering what kind of person could be so strong on the outside but weak on the inside...

Since it was General Li Jinglong, everything became reasonable.

"Really... really?"

Li Jinglong showed a hint of joy on his face: "People in later generations also... know me?"

"Of course I know..."

Lin Xuan pointed at Ajiu: "This is the current Princess Changping."

"Princess... Changping?"

Li Jinglong's eyes lit up: "Changping is a good place. The famous general Bai Qi of the Warring States Period killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers here, and his name was known all over the world. He is indeed one of my generation."

"... I have met General Li."

Ajiu felt a little embarrassed, so she had to put on a stern face and saluted: "The general is not bad. My father often uses the general as an example to spur several governors and governors. Master. "

"Is there such a thing?"

Li Jinglong was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face: "Your father is Zhu... Emperor Yongle?"

"My father is the 16th emperor of my Ming Dynasty, and the reign is Chongzhen."

Ajiu thought for a while and added: "Emperor Chengzu Yongle died more than two hundred years ago."

"Die... Died? Alas, after more than two hundred years, no one can avoid it..."

Li Jinglong exhaled a breath of depression and laughed: "It's time for me to go too. Now my wish has come true. Thank you very much."

Before he finished speaking, Li Jinglong suddenly stepped back and pulled his body away from the golden sword.

Along with his movements, a burst of black blood splashed on the ground like raindrops.

Li Jinglong groaned, then fell back and turned into a skeleton-like mummy.

[The reincarnation has seen through the true identity of the 'Thousand-Year Corpse King' and killed him. The side quest "Thousand-Year Corpse King" has been completed. 】

[The Reincarnator has gained 2000 Reincarnation Experience in total. The Reincarnator is currently lv26 (1000/4000), Strength +200, Stamina +200, Skill +200, Spirit +200.]

Almost at the same time, the system prompt sounded in Lin Xuan's mind.

"Death is the greatest thing. Let's bury him here later..."

Feeling the power that increased instantly, Lin Xuan bowed to Li Jinglong's corpse.

"I should thank this great general."

Ao Xue sighed softly and bowed to Li Jinglong's corpse.

After completing the task, her mana recovered a lot. The dragon horn on her head was only a knuckle long, and the color turned pink.

It looked very cute, just like a little lotus just showing its pointed horns.

"Well, no matter what, this General Li once... saved Yingtian Prefecture from destruction by war, and he is indeed a meritorious official of our Ming Dynasty."

Ajiu also felt a little emotional, and nodded: "Since the disposal here is complete, I will call someone to clean it up, and let Master Fu and the others go up to rest?"

"Wait a minute, I think this stone coffin is a little strange, Xiaobai, protect Ajiu."

Lin Xuan winked at Ao Xue, slowly walked to the stone coffin, and lifted it up with force.

As if there was an earthquake, the whole hall shook violently, but the stone coffin did not move at all.

"As expected..."

Lin Xuan smiled faintly, raised the golden sword high, and chopped it down heavily.

A dull collision sound sounded, and countless fine cracks appeared on the stone coffin, which exploded with a bang.

Lin Xuan took a half step forward, and the golden sword chopped down again.

Silently, the stone slab under the stone coffin had turned into powder, revealing a deep and dark secret passage.

Gusts of cold wind gushed out of the secret passage, as if it came from the Netherworld.

"Senior, please come out and talk."

Lin Xuan stared at the dark secret passage and said coldly.

"How did you find this place?"

After a while, a vague and old man's voice sounded faintly.

The voice was like a gossamer, vibrating back and forth in the hall, making it impossible to tell the location of the speaker at all.

"I just thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't think of a motive for leaving General Li's body here."

"So I think that General Li and the coffins are just part of your design."

"I just took a closer look and found that the stone coffin was fixed in place, and there was no sign of human intervention on the mechanism, which deepened my guess."

Lin Xuan smiled: "With this arrangement, you can create confusion, so that the intruder will not suspect anything, and you can also leave calmly."

"Did you guess wrong?"

"You can't be wrong. With Your Excellency's temperament, the only explanation for spending so much effort on doing such a thing is this."

"Hahaha! Even if you are right, the secret passages below extend in all directions. It will not be difficult for me to leave at all."

"If Master makes a move, I will sense it in my heart and I can block it with my sword."

"Do you think I will believe you?"

"Master, if you don't believe it, you can give it a try."

"..."

It suddenly became quiet below, as if thinking about whether Lin Xuan's words were true or false.

Lin Xuan also stopped and looked patiently at the entrance of the secret passage with a calm expression.

Ao Xue and Ah Jiu just took two steps and then cautiously stepped back, not even daring to breathe.

"Hahaha! Delicate in mind and decisive in action, I didn't meet many such people back then."

After a cup of tea, the old man's laughter sounded again: "A person with your level of cultivation and luck as a human being is truly unique."

"I am flattered to receive such praise from the master."

Lin Xuan smiled calmly: "It's a bit inconvenient for you and me to talk to each other so far apart. Master, let's come up and talk."

"If you can guess my identity, I will come out to see you."

"I have always heard that Yao Guangxiao, the divine monk of Daoyan, possesses the art of slaying dragons and is proficient in Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. He is a top figure in the Ming Dynasty."

Lin Xuan smiled: "I didn't expect that Master Yao could be so funny when he talks."

"Hahaha! There are a lot of flaws in what I'm selling, so guessing is not a big deal."

The old monk laughed and said, "I am so lucky to have been praised by the banished immortal."

Before he finished speaking, countless light particles in the hall condensed and turned into an old monk wearing black clothes.

The old monk's eye sockets are triangular, and his appearance is ferocious, resembling an old and sick tiger, but it also gives off the feeling of a profound city with intangible joy and anger.

"You..., the master is the prime minister in black?"

Ah Jiu's delicate body trembled suddenly, a hint of horror appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she bowed.

"Hahaha! I was a little worried just now. I was afraid that when I woke up, I wouldn't be able to compete with people like Li Jinglong who are ambitious and have no plans."

"Seeing the attitude of this little princess, I felt a lot more relieved."

Yao Guangxiao rolled his eyes: "You little princess is quite brave. After all, the Ming Dynasty is a dynasty that has been passed down for hundreds of years. I never thought that the last princess could look like this."

"The last...the last princess?"

Ah Jiu's face was a little stiff: "Why did Master Yao say this?"

"Why do you, little girl, deceive yourself?"

"In the past, I used the method of Xumi mustard seeds to hide the entire villa. Only when the mountains and rivers are in turmoil and the dynasty is about to fall, will it appear in the eyes of the world."

"Now that Zhuangzi has appeared in the world, I am afraid that the Ming Dynasty will be in its twilight years."

Yao Guangxiao twitched his lips: "Hey, a three-hundred-year-old dynasty is not bad at all."

"Young master's wonderful method is so profound that I can't refute it."

Ah Jiu bit her lower lip lightly: "Now I know clearly that I am not in good luck right now, maybe... maybe it is really a sign of the country's demise."

"Lao Na just woke up and made a divination."

Yao Guangxiao flicked his sleeves: "There are natural and man-made disasters, frequent civil strife, and invasion by foreign enemies. The death of this dynasty is not unjust."

"Young Master made great contributions to the founding of the ancestors in the past, which can be said to have rebuilt the dynasty. This Ming Dynasty also has Young Master's hard work."

Ah Jiu said softly: "Young Master, are you willing to watch the Ming Dynasty perish?"

"I really can't bear to leave the Ming Dynasty, so I have been sleeping until now, planning to give it a final ride."

Yao Guangxiao hummed and said: "As for whether you are willing to give in or not, what's the use now?"

"Um?"

"The Ming Dynasty is now dying. Even if I am ten times more powerful, I still can't go against the will of heaven."

"Besides, I am proficient in the art of slaying dragons. If I were to become an official in the dynasty and use the art of dynasty longevity, I am afraid that even Li Shanchang would not be able to compare with him."

Yao Guangxiao sneered and said: "To have such luck now, your father and the civil and military officials of this dynasty have contributed a lot. I don't have the ability to turn the clouds and see the sky and turn the world around."

"Why."

Ah Jiu sighed, looking a little forlorn.

"According to what the young master just said, it is too late to become an official in the court."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "If it is not destroyed or established, and we rebel again, can we reopen the Ming Dynasty?"

"Rebellion...rebellion?"

As if the memory engraved in his DNA suddenly awakened, Yao Guangxiao's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be very excited: "The world is in chaos, and it is interesting to compete in the world. But reopening the Ming Dynasty, what kind of rebellion is it?"

"Of course, it still counts. If the young master enters the court as an official, then all the Gonggun princes inside and outside the court will have to follow the official rules, which will be very troublesome."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "But if we go to the capital to remonstrate, these Gonggun princes are all remnants of the previous dynasty. The young master can kill them as much as possible to collect money and food to make up for the national destiny."

Even if he wanted to be a national master, Lin Xuan never thought of assisting this strange person Chongzhen.

Moreover, if you become an official in the court, you will have to abide by the rules you have set, and there are many constraints.

Now the treasury is empty, the army is starving, and it is impossible to rally the hearts of the people.

It would be better to simply do the opposite, imitate Li Zicheng and go to Beijing, confiscate the homes of civil and military officials, and get tens of millions of taels of silver to solve the financial crisis.

Now there are no problems in terms of force. In terms of planning, with the addition of this old monk, the core team has been completed.

Lin Xuan has a very high opinion of the old monk Yao Guangxiao.

In the hundreds of years of the Ming Dynasty, perhaps only Wang Yangming could surpass this old monk in terms of both civil and military talents.

Well, if Li Jinglong is nominally the "first meritorious official in the Jingnan Campaign", this old monk is actually the first meritorious official in the Jingnan Campaign.

He is also one of the few professional rebels.

This old monk is a very pure person.

Unlike others, his purpose of rebelling is just to realize his ambitions.

Once his ambitions are realized, other things don't matter.

In the Yongle era, this world's number one strategist lived in the monk temple every day.

He changed into official robes to attend court during the day, and changed into monk robes when he returned to the temple at night.

Not only did he not care about power, he didn't want the mansion given by Zhu Di, the beautiful women given by him, and even the money.

When he went home to visit his relatives, he gave all the gold, silver and treasures given by Zhu Di to his own clansmen, and lived a life like an ascetic monk.

In the later period, he spent a lot of energy to preside over the compilation of books such as "Yongle Encyclopedia" and "Records of Ming Taizu".

When Buddhism was suppressed later, he took on the responsibility of protecting the religion and wrote the anti-Buddhist "Dao Yu Lu", which refuted the remarks of the Northern Song Dynasty's two Cheng brothers and the Southern Song Dynasty's Zhu Xi from the Buddhist standpoint.

He was so "lonely" that he could be the spokesperson for the tool man.

"It sounds interesting... If you can help, it is also feasible."

Yao Guangxiao pondered for a moment and said indifferently: "But as a banished immortal, do you also plan to enter the world and ascend the throne to become emperor?"

"Of course not me."

"Now the Ming Dynasty is in a bleak state, the world is turbulent, and there are foreign races knocking on the gates, which is comparable to the chaos of the Three Kingdoms, and it is several times more complicated than when the master was in Jingnan."

Lin Xuan smiled and pointed at Ajiu: "If the master assists this princess to ascend the throne and sweep the world, I wonder if he can be better than Zhuge Kongming in the past?"

"Ah?"

Ajiu trembled all over, and his little face turned red and blue.

After hesitating for a moment, Ajiu finally shut up and said nothing.

Although she didn't really want to be the empress, she also understood that Lin Xuan was unwilling to help her father.

In any case, it was better than the demise of the Ming Dynasty.

"The world is in chaos, heroes are everywhere..., I assist the empress, better than Zhuge Kongming..."

Yao Guangxiao's eyes became brighter and brighter, his panting became more and more intense, and his body exuded a vague and gloomy pressure.

He was very pure. He had planned to overthrow a regime and participated in rebuilding another regime.

But he didn't get anything, not even his descendants.

In the eyes of many people, he had lived in vain except for leaving behind an eternal infamy.

But in Yao Guangxiao's heart, it was enough to show what he had learned throughout his life and his ambitions.

The whole process was the biggest reward for him.

Now that he heard Lin Xuan say this, Yao Guangxiao felt extremely happy just thinking about it.

"Master, what do you think?"

Lin Xuan waited for a moment and asked.

"Hahaha! Since Lin Zexian has said so, how can I not follow his advice?"

Yao Guangxiao waved his sleeves: "The swordsmanship of the exiled immortal is unprecedented in history. I will rely on him more in the future."

"That's easy. I also plan to learn more about rebellion from the master. It will probably be useful in the future."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "When it comes to the affairs of the world, it is actually quite complicated. I will tell you all about it later."

Since this old monk is so professional in rebellion, Lin Xuan still plans to learn it.

When he returns to Water Margin in the next plane, he may really be able to use his skills.

Lin Xuan feels that Song Jiang, Wu Yong and others should not be as professional as this old monk if they don't involve destiny.

"Very good, there is no time to lose. How about we have a candlelight chat at night?"

"That's what I meant."

Ajiu: "..."