I! Old Zhu Shengsun! The only immortal in Ming Dynasty!

There have been so many emperors throughout the ages, and who has such a vision?

Those fortune tellers in ancient times also told fortunes to the emperor, but Zhang Sanfeng also dared to say that they had never seen what they saw!

Although he didn't see the whole picture clearly, Zhang Sanfeng was extremely sure that those eyes... Definitely a pair of real dragon eyes!

The true dragon protects its life.

There is no doubt that Zhu Xiongying is by no means simple.

Not only is he blessed by royal luck, but more importantly, he has a big secret himself!

And it is a big secret that mortals like himself are not qualified to pry.

"Far bridge..."

"Yes, Master."

"Don't tell fortunes in the future, you know?"

"Yes."

"Don't say anything about this today."

"Yes."

"In the future, Master Wei will no longer tell fortunes to people..." Zhang Sanfeng sighed with a complicated face, this fortune telling allowed him to reduce his life by at least ten years.

The day passed quickly.

By the next day.

Zhang Sanfeng was surprised to find that he could actually walk on the ground.

There was nothing to do in the Yamen, so he took the initiative to ask for help, took Song Yuanqiao, and threw himself into the construction site to popularize common epidemic prevention techniques for the victims.

After all, there are a large number of disaster victims, and in addition to the disaster victims, there are also people from other places, who are also constantly coming.

No way, the people of this era have a hard time living.

And this disaster area has been managed by Zhu Xiongying, it seems to be a thriving state, and more importantly, there is still work and meat to eat!

This is an irresistible temptation for ordinary people elsewhere.

As a result, this disaster area has become a desirable place of happiness.

With a large number of people, the brocade guards were even busier, and Zhu Xiongying couldn't cover everything.

If you can help the handle, help the handle...

"I'm afraid it won't be long before this place becomes one of the richest places in the world."

After Zhang Sanfeng treated a patient who smashed his foot on the construction site, he looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the road and sighed sincerely.

Now that the flood has completely passed, except for some low-lying areas where there is still standing water, there is no other place where the damage is visible.

Because of Zhu Xiongying's existence, he actually turned a disaster area into a promised land.

Zhang Sanfeng has traveled all over the world and has never seen such a scene.

It's really emotional...

"Master, isn't it time for us to leave? It doesn't seem to use us here. Song Yuanqiao scratched his head and said.

Originally, I came to prevent and treat the epidemic.

As a result, it seems that whether there are two masters and apprentices of their own is similar.

It's better to go back to the house and go back to continue cultivating.

"Don't worry, maybe the chance of our master and apprentice is on His Highness!"

027 Zhang Sanfeng shook his head firmly, what he wanted in his life was nothing more than the immortal path.

Zhu Xiongying is extremely immortal, and maybe even the person himself is the reincarnation of an immortal.

To the cultivator, Zhu Xiongying is like the sun to the sunflower.

People can't help but want to get close.

Now even if someone comes to catch up with himself, he must be cheeky and not leave if he can't say anything ...

And at this time...

Suddenly, I saw seven or eight people riding horses, galloping away from outside the city gate, raising smoke and dust all the way, passing through the construction site and heading towards the outside of the city.

And the person at the head turned out to be Zhu Xiongying.

"What's going on?" Zhang Sanfeng was stunned.

"Zhang Zhenren still doesn't know, right?" A young man who was queuing up also looked at it, withdrew his gaze and explained: "There is a man-made rebellion outside, and His Highness is going to suppress the rebellion." "

"It's been so good these days, and there is a man-made rebellion?" Zhang Sanfeng said in shock.

"There are always a few who are lazy and unwilling to work." The young man was disdainful.

The rest of the people were also indignant and talked about it.

"There was a gang of horse bandits outside who were wandering all over the place, and when they heard that this place was rich, they came and plundered."

"His Highness has already decreed that they bind themselves and plead guilty, these damn horse bandits actually don't go down the mountain, it's just damned."

"Hehe, this group of delicious and lazy people, doesn't this anger His Highness, and His Highness personally went out of the city to suppress the rebellion."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "How many of those horse bandits are there?" "

"It seems to be more than three thousand..."

"More than three thousand?" Zhang Sanfeng was stunned when he heard this.

Then said incredulously: "If Poor Dao was not mistaken, His Highness brought seven or eight people with him?" "

"Yes, eh, why are you packing up? Don't see a doctor? "

"You're not in a hurry? Seven or eight people against more than three thousand people, this battle is so fought? Zhang Sanfeng said anxiously, "I want to stop His Highness back." "

"What's so urgent." Who knows, the surrounding patients all said with a look of disapproval: "Your Highness is the reincarnation of a god and man." "

"Don't say bring seven or eight people, even if His Highness goes, it is enough, His Highness can summon a thunder at will, and he can kill all those horse bandits!"

Ignorance!

Zhang Sanfeng didn't have time to explain, so he hurriedly took Song Yuanqiao, borrowed two pack horses from the construction site, and chased in the direction of Zhu Xiongying.

He was anxious.

He personally fought with Jinyiwei, and although Jinyiwei was strong, he was only on a par with himself.

One enemy and dozens is the limit.

Among the Jinyiwei, there should be few people like Song Zhong who have a hundred enemies.

Seven or eight brocade guards added up, at most to deal with a thousand people.

Even if Zhu Xiongying is more powerful, it is impossible to destroy another two thousand people alone.

It's just!

These disaster victims are the same, they are taken care of by Zhu Xiongying too well, really think that Zhu Xiongying can do anything.

After all, pack horses were not as fast as fast horses, and when they asked for directions all the way, when they reached a mountain forest, they only saw a few horses tied up in front of the mountain forest.

Zhu Xiongying and the others have already entered the mountain!

"It's over."

Zhang Sanfeng's heart was cold, and he quickly took Song Yuanqiao towards the mountain.

I didn't go far, I heard a sound in front of me, and after walking a few steps quickly, I heard a lazy childish voice.

"Hey, surrender quickly, don't waste my time, I have to go back to feed the chickens."

"Xiao'er, are you sick?"

"It's because you're sick, who made you rebel under my nose?"

"What the fuck are you..."

The horse bandit leader with a pockmarked face looked at Zhu Xiongying in amazement.

Looking left and right, I finally determined that there was indeed only this little child here, and there were seven or eight brocade guards.

There really is no ambush.

Just now, this Daming grandson broke in and said that he would dare to destroy himself.

Just bring such a few people?

Read too much of this novel!

He only felt ridiculous.

"Daming is really going to die, and the grandson is actually so brainless..."

He laughed disdainfully, flicked the nine-section whip in his hand, and said with a sinister smile: "Your Highness, you say, how much money will your imperial grandfather use to redeem you?" "

The voice fell.

More than 3,000 horse bandits around them drew their knives one after another, and the sound of gold and iron clashes sounded, and the sound boomed the forest.

They are all outlaws, and they have long put life and death on the line.

But if they can hold this grandson hostage, it will be a big deal, enough for them to flee overseas and escape for the rest of their lives.

"Not good!"

Zhang Sanfeng, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly changed his face, and quickly said to Song Yuanqiao: "Even if you die, you will escape here with your grandson!" "

"Yes."

Song Yuanqiao took a deep breath and nodded with a solemn face.

Zhang Sanfeng's face was extremely ugly, there was no way back anymore, he could only make a move, fight for his old life, and also bring Zhu Xiongying back!

And then at this time...

But I only saw that the two sides finally broke down, and suddenly the leader of the horse bandits gave an order, and the thieves on the mountain rushed down like a tide.

Although they did not use horses because they were in the mountains and forests, the momentum was enough to shock the earth.

Song Yuanqiao who saw this was pale, but he gritted his teeth and rushed in.

However, the next moment, his face was stunned...

At this time, I only saw that the seven or eight brocade guards were also rushing up!

Rumble.

The two sides collided violently.

On the blade in Jinyiwei's hand, he actually wielded one after another of sword lights, and one by one the sword light swung out, and seven or eight horse bandits were directly divided into corpses immediately.

For a while, the momentum of the horse bandit's impact suddenly stopped.

And the brocade guards were like tigers entering the flock, rushing forward wantonly, and every time the sword light slashed.

There were more than a dozen horse bandits separated at the head.

And Song Zhong is particularly brave.

I saw that he picked leaves and flying flowers, he could kill, and the action was very mysterious, it seemed to be like writing and painting, not killing, but every time he moved, he would bring a blood flower.

"Master, this doesn't seem right..."

Song Yuanqiao turned his eyes in amazement and looked at Zhang Sanfeng.

Just let yourself fight to the death to cover the withdrawal of the grandson?

It is obviously a horse bandit who should be withdrawn.

If you continue to kill like this, it is only a matter of time before those horse bandits are killed. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Zhang Sanfeng was also stunned.

What's the situation?

These seven or eight brocade guards are actually three thousand horse bandits with real ability?

Each of them (addi) is much stronger than the hundred households they fought with before, and everyone is extremely strong.

And everyone, actually has the ability to put internal force and external strength!

They kill people as easily as chopping melons and cutting vegetables.

He suddenly remembered the blind trust that the victims had in Zhu Xiongying before...

It seems that it is not the victims who are foolish, but themselves.

Although he has tried to overestimate Jin Yiwei, it seems that he still underestimated it.

"This... It's superficial for the teacher. "

Zhang Sanfeng sighed a little lonely, he was old, his vision was too low, and he couldn't recognize how strong the people were in Jinyiwei.

It seems that even the brocade guard Baihu before only wants to subdue himself, not to kill himself.

People are letting themselves!

Jinyiwei really has a killing intent, and it is simply not something that manpower can stop.

"It's not good, that horse bandit went to the grandson!"

Suddenly, Zhang Sanfeng's face changed again!

I only saw that the despair of those horse bandits being killed was that there were hundreds of horse bandits pretending to be dead, suddenly crawling out of the pile of dead people.

Taking advantage of the fact that Jin Yiwei was killing and had no chance to protect Zhu Xiongying, he rushed towards Zhu Xiongying.

Zhang Sanfeng was in a hurry, and quickly rushed to protect Zhu Xiongying.

And then......

But he only saw that Zhu Xiongying's figure did not move at all.

He just glanced at those horse bandits lightly, his face was indifferent, and he also had a little disgust, as if he felt... Troublesome?

Follow him and gently raise his hand.

What does that mean?

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, when was this, Zhu Xiongying was still so calm?

Outcome......

Bang.

Thunder exploded.

In the blue sky and daylight, a silver thunder fell from the sky like a giant snake and an angry dragon.

The thunder exploded down with infinite power, and those horse bandits were stunned one by one, and the silver thunder light reflected on everyone's faces.

Boom.

The thunder fell, and the rage did not stop.

Half a day later.

Silence, a total of silence.

The sound of shouting and shouting to kill disappeared completely.

The ground was full of charred corpses, the corpses were covered with green smoke, and all the horse bandits just now were all dead.

Only Zhu Xiongying and a few brocade guards were left, still standing there...

"What a hassle!"

Zhu Xiongying clapped his hands with some disgust and broke the silence.

"Your Highness forgives! The subordinates are not effective in suppressing bandits, and they have to be personally taken by His Highness..."

Song Zhong, who had just killed all sides, quickly knelt down and said with sincere fear.

"Go back and practice two hours a day."

Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

"Yes..." Song Zhong nodded quickly.

At this time, Zhu Xiongying turned his head to look to the side: "Zhang Zhenren come out, the horse bandits are dead." "

Zhang Sanfeng's master and apprentice were already stunned, and only then were they awakened by this voice.

Hurriedly came out, but Zhang Sanfeng was at a loss, pointing at those horse bandits, and looked at the sky blankly: "Your Highness, that thunder just now, you, I..."

Zhang Sanfeng no longer knew what to say.

Thunder.

That's thunder!

Zhu Xiongying was actually able to attract thunder down and kill the enemy!

This, isn't this an immortal means?

That is to say, Zhu Xiongying is really an immortal!

"The poor road has no eyes, and does not know the body of His Highness's immortal, and I beg His Highness to forgive him."

While speaking, Zhang Sanfeng knelt on the ground trembling, and kowtowed repeatedly.

There is not the slightest psychological barrier.

That's an immortal!

Even if Zhu Xiongying is only seven years old, he is also a seven-year-old immortal, and as a cultivator, it is normal to kowtow to him!

And how can anyone have that blessing, can see the immortal appear, and can kowtow to the immortal?

After cultivating for a hundred years, he finally saw the immortals.

This sense of impact made him almost cry with excitement for a while.

"Okay, it's just a thunder..."

Zhu Xiongying raised his hand a little speechlessly, unable to see such an old man, crying in front of his eyes.

"Your Highness, how lucky is the poor road, to see His Highness's immortal means, this is really ..."

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng getting excited there again.

Song Zhong next to him said proudly: "Zhang Zhenren, this means is nothing to His Highness, but I have seen His Highness kill with flying swords." "

"Flying swords to kill? Are you serious? "

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked again.

"Of course." Song Zhong's eyebrows fluttered and gestured: "His Highness has a fairy sword, and when he uses it, he has a dragon and tiger accompanying him, the mountains roar tsunami, and the power of heaven and earth changing color..."

Zhang Sanfeng's master and apprentice were stunned when they heard it.

When he looked at Zhu Xiongying again, the shock and awe were already overflowing.

"It's not as exaggerated as he says."

The corner of Zhu Xiongying's mouth twitched and said.

Zhang Sanfeng admired again: "His Royal Highness is still very modest, and he really has the style of an immortal. "

"It's really not that exaggerated..." Zhu Xiongying explained seriously.

Song Zhong was still next to him and said proudly: "His Highness only needs to make a random move, it is already the limit of my waiting, His Highness feels that there is nothing to do, in fact, it has exceeded the limit of my waiting knowledge!" "

"That's that, the immortal acting, naturally has a deep meaning, His Highness does not need to explain."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded repeatedly.

The current Zhang Sanfeng is like a fan who met a star in his previous life.

No matter what Zhu Xiongying said, he could explain it with a deep meaning.

"Your Highness, there is a reluctant request from Poor Dao, I don't know if Your Highness agrees..."

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly said with a worried face.

"Just don't ask me for an autograph..."

"What's a signed photo?" Zhang Sanfeng was dazed for a while, full of puzzlement, but he didn't ask much, it must be something that he was a mortal and was not qualified to understand!

He didn't dare to inquire, and continued: "Poor Dao wants to ask His Highness to be able to accept Poor Dao as an apprentice!" "

"Huh?" Zhu Xiongying was a little confused.

"I'm ashamed to say, the poor road is too stupid, and I have some puzzles about the secrets given by His Highness, I only ask His Highness to give me some advice..."

Speaking of this, his face was full of nervousness, as if he had returned to when he was young and studied martial arts everywhere.

Zhu Xiongying is an immortal!

That's better than any teacher.

With him guiding him to practice martial arts, I am afraid that he will soon be able to reach the realm of Song Zhongna.

As for cultivating with Zhu Xiongying?

He didn't even think about it.

What is your own identity, what is the identity of others? How precious is the path of cultivating immortals.

Why do people teach themselves to cultivate?.

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