The Kung Fu of Heavens is the killing skill Chapter 200 The highest level of practice is the martial arts myth of the Ming Dynasty.

It is already the 21st of the twelfth lunar month.

Heavy snow in the middle of winter.

The snowflakes fell down like goose feathers, making the boundless earth seem to be covered with a layer of white gauze.

In the capital, lanterns can be seen hanging high on the streets.

This is the New Year.

In Taiyuan Palace in the Imperial City.

Da da

The little eunuchs hurriedly added charcoal to the brazier.

In the center of a palace that looks like a Taoist temple, Tai Chi diagrams, Yin and Yang Bagua, and Taoist symbols such as Dan Furnace can be seen everywhere.

In the Bagua diagram in the center of the palace, there is a person sitting cross-legged.

This man looked only twenty-seven or eight years old, with his hair combed and a wide white Taoist robe, his eyes slightly closed, he seemed to be meditating, and he seemed to be in a state of false sleep.

An old eunuch dressed in red walked into the man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the palace and said carefully:

"Your Majesty, it's time to have a meal."

The Taoist in white robe opened his eyes slightly and glanced over.

This eyes fell.

For some reason, the eunuch Liu Fang immediately felt weak, as if a dragon in front of him had been sleeping for thousands of years woke up and knelt in front of him:

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"

Even he didn't know why he said he deserved to die, as if this was instinct.

Huh ~

The Taoist in white gave out a breath and withdrew his eyes:

"I understand, Liu Fang, you go down first, I have to meditate for another quarter of an hour."

"Sister obeys the order."

The eunuch bent tremblingly and slowly withdrew from Taiyuan Palace.

Finally, the Taoist in white robe was left alone sitting in this huge palace.

He was the only one in the palace, very empty.

Huh ~

He stood up, dragged his Taoist robe on the ground, looked around the palace with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm.

Then, he stretched out his palm and clenched his fists slightly.

boom!

A stream of air that could be seen from the naked eye gathered towards his fist like a whirlpool.

"This time my clone came, I used my 3,600 incense fire, and almost completely copied my cultivation into this body. The power of the three innate paths was all followed."

The Taoist in white is Chen Xixiang.

He clenched his fist.

Boom!

An invisible wave immediately spread out around, and the blowing palace door was moving.

But he didn't continue to make any big moves, but stopped.

Begin to sort out the identity information of the Taoist emperor in his mind:

"The Emperor of Ming Dynasty Zhu Houyang!"

Chen Xixiang's lips moved slightly:

"This is the Ming Dynasty's time and space after changes in thousands of time and space, and it does not conform to the development of history as I know."

In the history he knew, there was no emperor of the Ming Dynasty called Zhu Houyang.

But judging from this generation, it is obviously from Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao and Emperor Jiajing Zhu Houcong.

However, in this time and space, neither of the two people above were emperors, but it was Zhu Houyang's turn.

So this is not the Ming Dynasty in history, but a Ming Dynasty that was unveiled.

All the eternal heavens, endless time and space.

If a destiny trajectory in an unknown period of time deviates, it will lead to different parallel space-time.

Chen Xixiang turned around and looked at the Taoist palace, and thought about the emperor's memory in his mind:

"Although the emperor is different, some things are quite similar. You can still find the slightest familiarity in your memory."

For example, the emperor, like Jiajing, likes to practice Taoism, and like his grandson Wanli, he has never attended court for twelve years since his throne.

"Maybe this is the special feature of this Ming Dynasty."

Chen Xixiang raised her hands and began to ponder the benefits of her identity.

As the lord of the world, if you want to preach and then lead the world to advance, you naturally occupy the innate convenience.

But obviously the first priority at the moment is to figure out which masters are there in this martial arts world in Daming?

He first began to search through his predecessor's memory.

As an emperor of one dynasty.

Of course, there is no way that there is no protection from the capital around you.

Although his predecessor did not have martial arts skills, in his memory, there were many masters in this huge capital.

Chen Xixiang gradually absorbed his memory and counted it carefully in his mind:

"Cao Zhengchun of the East Factory, Yuhuatian of the West Factory, the Emperor's Uncle Zhu Wushi, and Guo Juxia from the Six Gates, are really masters..."

In his memory alone, there are four familiar people who belong to the court.

It is worthy of being the underworld of the Ming Dynasty.

"Let me find someone to ask what the practice of this world is, and what kind of realm system are there..."

then.

The eunuch Liu Fang, who was serving outside the palace, immediately heard the voice of the young emperor, which was like ripples on the lake, spreading out from the palace:

"Liu Fang, come in."

The eunuch in red immediately came in from outside the palace.

At first glance, the emperor turned his back to him, so that he could only see a tall back, like a sacred mountain, which gave him a feeling that it made him feel as if the emperor was standing there, as if he had suppressed the entire Taiyuan Palace under his body, and his invisible majesty and momentum spread out.

Liu Fang was in a trance.

After meditating for a long time, why did the emperor behave like a different person?

Is it really...dm

His Majesty the Emperor got what he wanted and became an immortal after practicing?

Just think of this.

Liu Fang's heart was even more trembling, and her awe for the emperor rose infinitely, and she crawled down and said:

"Your Majesty called me in, but I wanted to have a meal. So, will I ask someone to send me here?"

Chen Xixiang's voice is quiet:

"Send the meal, and..."

"Where is this slave Cao Zhengchun? Call him over to me. I have something to do to find him."

Liu Fang kowtowed:

"According to the order, I will go and preach the meal and invite Eunuch Cao to come."

…………

Heavy snow is everywhere, and the cold wind is howling the Forbidden City.

Soon, outside Taiyuan Palace, there were pairs of little eunuchs holding exquisite mahogany food boxes.

And a hundred feet outside the hall.

After being summoned by a white-haired eunuch in purple, he put his hands on his sleeves and walked slowly.

He walked past the snow and could not leave any footprints on the snow.

The moment the snow fell on him was evaporated by an invisible force and turned into aerosol.

"This is the Tiangang Boy's Technique practiced by Cao Zhengchun... It's really a pure and masculine true energy..."
To be continued...