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

"My name is Lance. He is... barely an adventurer."

The green-robed warrior yawned and looked lazy: "Because I caused some trouble outside, I plan to take the slave to Japan to relax. Well, let's soak in the hot springs and collect some shells."

"Collecting shells?"

"Yes, shells are the most beautiful things in the world. Just thinking about it makes me full of energy."

"If you are willing, you can ask Xilu to take you on board later to take a look at my collection."

A pleasant smile appeared on Lance's face: "However, I will never lend or give shells to anyone, even if they are beautiful women."

"Master...Master..."

The pink-haired girl named Xilu seemed a little scared: "This is the noble demigod."

Affected by Ao Xue's spirit, Xilu had no idea about Ao Xue's appearance.

But I have no idea, at least I know that the other party is a minor god who appears in the form of a girl.

"I know she is a minor god. But even if she is a creation god, the most she can do is steal my shell!"

Lance said fiercely: "I will not give it to him on my own initiative."

Xilu: "..."

"Is this the shell you are talking about?"

Ao Xue was silent for a moment and pointed at the scallops that could be seen everywhere on the beach.

"Of course this is a shell, but this shell looks too ordinary."

Lance showed his shark-like fangs: "I only like beautiful and lovely shells and women."

"I'm not interested in seashells, so I won't go see them..."

Ao Xue realized that what they were talking about was really shells, and she was speechless: "The great catastrophe is coming, and the Central Plains and Japan will not be able to live in peace. If you just plan to soak in the hot springs and pick up shells, you might as well change places."

"Hahaha! The chaotic world is the paradise for us adventurers."

"Besides, I've seen a lot of messy things. I've also encountered a lot of devils and devils. It's nothing special."

Lance showed a cynical smile: "Although I can't beat you now, maybe I am the real savior."

"Although I don't think it's your turn to be the savior, it's good that you are so motivated."

Ao Xue nodded: "Then go ahead and wish you good luck! If I need your help in the future, I will give you some beautiful shells as reward."

"Hahaha! What an interesting god! To show my sincerity, I will send you a message for free."

"We met a large group of ronin on the road a few days ago, led by a samurai named 'Jue Wushen'."

"This man is ugly and has a lot of bad luck. He probably came to the Central Plains after he couldn't survive in Japan."

Lance stretched out: "This man likes to brag. He told me that he was going to the Central Plains to kill your emperor, and he also wanted to recruit me."

"Absolutely Godless?"

Nie Feng's expression changed slightly: "Are you talking about the sect master of Wushenjue Palace in Japan? Did he come alone?"

"Well, it seems that he is indeed a sect leader, but I can't remember clearly."

Lance thought for a while: "He also brought a total of seven to eight hundred subordinates, and there seem to be a few of them who are quite powerful. But they are all boring men, and I don't bother to get to know them."

"So, Jue Wushen's team has entered the Central Plains?"

Nie Feng frowned and said, "Why didn't you stop him?"

"I am not a Han Chinese, and your emperor is not a beautiful woman. If you die, you will die. What does this matter to me?"

Lance yawned: "If you want to get involved in everything, wouldn't I be more disgusting than you?"

Nie Feng: "..."

"You're right, this matter really has nothing to do with you."

Ao Xue nodded: "Thank you for telling me, I won't delay your hot spring bath."

"Hahaha! If other gods could be as good-tempered as you, this world would be so beautiful."

Lance reached out and picked up the package placed aside: "Okay, I'm going to Japan for vacation. As a reward for your good temper, I will take action seriously even if the shells are not to my liking."

"You should be serious about surviving first."

"Hahaha! I am a complete villain, and I will definitely live well."

Lance grinned and walked forward swaggeringly: "Xilu, let's go, follow."

"Ah? Okay, okay! Dear Lord, see you later."

Xilu bowed to Ao Xue uneasily and followed Lance away.

"Lance? I feel like this person hides a lot of secrets. He shouldn't be so anonymous. But why haven't I heard Brother Lin talk about this person?"

"Forget it, wait until you see Brother Lin and Xiaoqing, then ask them..."

Ao Xue couldn't figure it out for a moment, so she didn't think much about it: "Nie Feng, you and Huo Qilin... uh, why are you and Huo Qilin here."

"When I went to Lingyun Cave to worship my late father, I happened to encounter this fire unicorn."

"At that time, Brother Qilin gave me a few Blood Bodhisattva, and then dragged me to this deserted island and asked me to practice in the waves..."

"Junior originally had something important to do, but Brother Qilin... was too enthusiastic, so I had no choice but to obey."

"After two months of hard work, I have accumulated all the blood bodhisattva. I feel that my martial arts has improved greatly, and I can barely fight with Brother Qilin. When I was about to return to the Central Plains with Brother Qilin, I didn't want to encounter something like this. ,Why……"

Nie Feng was a little helpless: "The junior is weak and nosy, which makes the senior laugh."

"I see……"

Ao Xue glanced at Huo Qilin: "Brother Lin casually told some anecdotes about the world. You are quite capable. You actually know how to imitate him."

"hold head high!"

Huo Qilin raised his head happily with a proud expression.

"I can't understand both good and bad words. I'm such a stupid Qilin..."

Ao Xue sighed: "Where is the little Phoenix?"

"Woo!"

Huo Qilin thought for a while and shook his head in confusion.

"Forget it, things have changed over the past hundred years. It's good that you are still alive. I will figure out the rest myself."

Ao Xue patted the fire unicorn and looked at Nie Feng: "I, Ao Xue, once used the pseudonym Bai Suzhen to accompany Lin Zhenjun and Qingjianxian to quell the rebellion of Prince Ning."

"It turns out to be Senior Demon Lord!"

Nie Feng let out a sullen breath and bowed solemnly: "Senior, I used to join hands with Lin Zhenjun to turn the tide. His chivalrous and heroic deeds are famous all over the world, and I am deeply admired by this junior."

"...Now that the great catastrophe is imminent, what happened back then is not worth mentioning compared to it, so there is no need to say more."

Ao Xue felt slightly uncomfortable when she heard the title "Senior" and frowned: "Today I came here to find my old friend. Now that my old friend is well, I have other things to do, so I'll leave here."

"Puff!"

Fire Qilin snorted with its nose extremely proudly, restrained the flames, walked up to Ao Xue, wagged its tail, and knelt on its forelimbs.

"What are you doing?"

Ao Xue's heart moved, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Do you want to carry me on your back to find them in the Central Plains?"

"roar!"

Huo Qilin was very happy, shaking his head and nodding repeatedly.

"Is that so? Thank you very much."

Ao Xue sat on Qilin's back in a generous manner: "Nie Feng, I will go to see Lin Zhenjun and others to discuss the matter of the Qianqiu catastrophe, and we will say goodbye."

"I have also heard from the Clay Bodhisattva that the Great Tribulation of the Thousand Autumn Period is the calamity of China, and that all of us, the descendants of Yan and Huang, will be involved in it."

Nie Feng cupped his fists and said, "Although my martial arts skills are low, I should still try my best so that I will die without regrets."

"You have good talent, but your martial arts skills are really not that good."

"Well, the kamikaze kick itself is not a powerful martial art. Xiongba also likes to save three points when encountering difficulties. He hides some powerful moves."

"This fire unicorn is also stubborn and doesn't know how to adapt. You are the wind, and the technique emphasizes freedom and freedom. But it insists on dragging you into the sea to practice, which is really half the effort with half the effort."

Ao Xue thought for a while: "Well, I'll give you an opportunity. If you can seize it, you will be able to compete with the heroes of the world in a few years."

"...Senior, please tell me."

Nie Feng smiled bitterly and bowed.

"There is a wooden man alley in the Shaolin Temple, do you know?"

"I heard that there is a sect rule in Shaolin. If you want to go down the mountain without mastering your skills, you must enter the wooden man alley."

"If you can get out of the Wooden Lane safely, you can leave Shaolin."

"But I don't know why. For thousands of years, I have never seen a disciple test the method and break out of the wooden man alley."

Nie Feng frowned and said: "Therefore, this rectangular shape is useless."

"There are always rules. However, the twenty-two wooden figures in Wooden Man Lane actually contain a set of powerful martial arts."

"This martial art is the 'Yuanji Maha Infinite' of the ancestor Bodhidharma in the past. It is formless, impermanent, and endless. Ordinary people may not be able to get a glimpse of it even if they practice hard for a lifetime."

Ao Xue said calmly: "So, it's not that Shaolin disciples are unwilling to go down the mountain from Muren Alley, it's really that they don't have the ability."

When the Immortal God was young, he became a disciple of Shaolin.

Within a few years, he learned all kinds of unique skills and became the number one master in Shaolin and one of the few strong men in the world.

Then, the Immortal God entered the Wooden Alley with confidence, intending to become the first Shaolin disciple in history to break out of the Wooden Alley.

Then, after only holding on for half a week, those wooden men beat the shit out of them on the spot...

However, the Immortal God is indeed a genius, and based on this, he realized a weakened version of the "Infinite Heavenly Ultimate Maha", which caused subsequent incidents.

"It turns out there is such a secret..."

"Maha Wuliang is the power of wind and cloud. Wind has no phase and cloud is impermanent. Logically speaking, you and Bu Jingyun are the most suitable."

"Back then, Zhenjun Lin told the abbot of Shaolin that he would give you and Bu Jingyun a chance to enter Muren Alley to learn martial arts in a hundred years."

Ao Xue muttered: "It will take at least two and a half years before the Qianqiu Tribulation begins. It will depend on how much you two can realize by then."

Ao Xue originally integrated the power of the heaven and earth and realized the Yuan-level Maha.

But this martial art didn't suit her that well. In theory, it still couldn't reach Bodhidharma's previous achievements.

Besides, teaching this martial art is quite troublesome...

Now that the great catastrophe is approaching, there are a lot of things to do, and Ao Xue has no intention of spending time teaching his disciples.

Considering that Nie Feng is the "Wind Star", it's enough to show him the way.

Well, there are only wooden men in the Wooden Man Alley, and their destiny of the Lonely Star cannot affect the living people.

It’s very environmentally friendly!

"Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Nie Feng muttered: "Then I will tell Senior Brother Yun about this and let him make plans in advance."

"You can discuss this among yourselves, but I think Bu Jingyun may have other plans and may not be willing to go with you."

Ao Xue patted the unicorn horn gently: "Let's go. First go to the capital and inquire about their whereabouts. If you encounter Jue Wushen, we will get rid of him easily."

Bu Jingyun stayed in Tianxiahui mainly to avenge the Huo family who was wiped out by Tianxiahui.

But at this time, Nie Feng and Xiong Ba had no grudges.

After all, Nie Feng's father, Nie Renwang, was taken into Lingyun Cave by Fire Kirin when he fought with Duan Lang's father, "Nanlin Sword Master" Duan Shuai, in Leshan.

Later, the two arrived at the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum and volunteered to guard the dragon veins before they never returned.

Of course, this version of Fire Kirin was well trained by Lin Xuan, and the Yellow Emperor's Tomb also disappeared...

This part of the plot should have been completely changed.

But this Fire Kirin was stupid, and Ao Xue couldn't figure out what happened for a while...

Let's talk about it when we meet Lin Xuan and the others.

"Roar!"

Fire Kirin let out a dull roar, like lightning, and took Ao Xue into the air.

The flames gushed out, the waves of fire rolled, and the seabirds in the sky screamed and dodged in a hurry.

"Only an outstanding figure like the Demon Lord can make Brother Kirin willing to be a mount..."

Nie Feng shook his head slightly, with some envy in his eyes.

***

At nightfall, the Forbidden City

The huge and irregular shadows of the palaces were stretched into various shapes under the night.

The imperial city, which was completely silent, also seemed more majestic and solemn.

Every hundred meters inside and outside the imperial city, there was an armored guard like a stone statue.

There were also countless hidden stakes, emitting a vague evil spirit.

"Do you remember this place?"

Lin Xuan held Ah Qing's hand and walked through the imperial garden casually.

Although the guards along the way were also conscientious in their duties, they still could not observe the two of them at all.

"Well, the last time I came here, I felt the same as last time."

Ah Qing smiled: "The Ming Palace is different from the Tang and Song imperial cities, but it still has its own personality."

"Well, the last time we came here, the decisive battle was taking place at the top of the Forbidden City, and it was indeed at night."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Although there was a lot of noise at the top of the Forbidden City, the murderous aura was far less than today. It seems that being an emperor is not peaceful."

"Everyone knows that a great catastrophe is coming, and those cats and dogs can't help it."

Ah Qing thought for a while: "Who is the emperor now? Is it still Zhu Houzhao?"

"According to the history here, Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao abdicated more than 60 years ago, and then Zhu Houzhao's prince succeeded to the throne as Emperor Chongguang, and then the current Emperor Wenlong."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "Whether Zhu Houzhao is dead or not, at least on the surface, Emperor Wenlong is the master of the world, and tonight's layout is mostly aimed at him."

"It seems that several masters have indeed come..."

A Qing looked around: "How good is Emperor Wenlong's martial arts? Should we save him?"

"It's hard to say about martial arts, but his martial arts talent should be good..."

"Of course, when we cooperate with the emperor, we mainly consider the other party's ability, and the level of martial arts is not a big deal."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "There is a faint dragon energy floating in the bedroom. Let's go and take a look. If the emperor can deal with the assassination, then we won't take action first."

According to the plot of Fengyun, Emperor Wenlong secretly abdicated because of his frail health and let his twin brother Emperor Wuchang impersonate him.

While recuperating, Emperor Wenlong met Wu Wudi by chance, and was taught Xuanwu Zhengong by Wu Wudi before he got rid of the disease.

How to say it, although this person is quite abstract as an emperor, his martial arts talent is still quite good.

Lin Xuan estimated that this person was at least at the level of Duanlang, and his talent was much stronger than that of some masters.

***

Bedroom

"When you reach middle age, your body still can't bear it."

Emperor Wenlong returned to the bedroom, sat on a chair, rubbed his temples, and showed a trace of fatigue.

"Your servant will serve the emperor soup."

Just then, an old eunuch holding a bowl of chicken soup came to the side of Emperor Wenlong.

Eunuch Cao was the chief eunuch beside Emperor Wenlong.

Although his power was certainly not as good as that of the eunuchs in charge of the seal of the Silijian, the eunuchs in charge of the pen, and the supervisors of the two factories.

But the chief eunuch was closer to the emperor.

After all, every time the emperor picked a concubine to spend the night, even eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, the chief eunuch was responsible...

"I didn't call for soup."

Emperor Wenlong waved his hand: "You don't need to serve tonight, go back."

"Yes."

Eunuch Cao was silent: "But I have something to report."

"Go ahead."

"Someone wants to see the emperor, and I agreed on my own initiative."

Eunuch Cao smiled gloomily: "How about the emperor drink the chicken soup first? I'm afraid you won't be able to drink it later."

"Want to see me? That's fine, I can't sleep for a while."

Emperor Wenlong nodded, opened his mouth and drank the chicken soup: "Let him in."

"...Yes!"

Eunuch Cao was stunned, staring at Emperor Wenlong with some doubts.

After hesitating for a moment, Eunuch Cao finally made up his mind and clapped his hands.

The door opened by itself, and a young man strode in like a dragon and a tiger.

The man was wearing a bright yellow robe, embroidered with nine golden dragons, twelve chapters, and five-colored clouds!

Generally speaking, this kind of robe is called a "dragon robe".

Only the emperor can wear it.

"Who are you?"

Emperor Wenlong frowned and put down the bowl of soup.

"I am Juexin, the young master of Wushen Jue Palace in Dongying."

The young man smiled and said, "When your majesty dies, I will be the emperor of the Central Plains now."

"Young master of Wushen Jue Palace? Are you the son of Jue Wushen?"

"Your majesty is knowledgeable and has a strong memory, which makes me admire you very much!"

"Humph! This robe fits you well."

Emperor Wenlong sneered, "It's a pity that you are from Japan. Wearing this dress is just like a monkey in human form."

"Emperor Wenlong, I think you have some grace, so I specially gave you a bowl of chicken soup to give you some respect. Don't be ungrateful."

"Your appearance is still a little different from mine."

Emperor Wenlong said calmly, "So-called respect is just to save my skin, right?"

"Huh?"

Juexin frowned and looked at Eunuch Cao suspiciously.

Emperor Wenlong was too calm, which made him feel something was wrong.

"Your Majesty, this dog emperor has drunk the chicken soup."

Eunuch Cao hurriedly said, "The chicken soup is highly poisonous. I have tried it. Even if this dog emperor is a martial arts master, he will be heartbroken and will die in a short time."

"Dead?"

Emperor Wenlong smiled and opened his mouth to spit.

The soup gushed out, turned into a white silk, and spit into Eunuch Cao's open mouth.

Eunuch Cao: “…”