Suddenly, the two of them laughed at the same time, and the tense atmosphere disappeared immediately. Hu Xiaotian clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Zhu, I am sincere and honest, and I have no idea of ​​opposing the court. Please give me a glimpse." Zhu Tao and Feng Xiyu said, "Are you under the sky the king's land? Are you the king's subjects in the shores of the earth? How can you not be tolerant of others? As long as the Jiuyi tribe is willing to surrender to the subjects, the Ming Dynasty will not be rejected." Hu Xiaotian sighed secretly and said, "It is not to be concealed. The Divine Cult is still divided into the main war faction and the main peace faction, and the two factions do not give in to each other. In order to avoid the emergence of external troubles, I hope Master Zhu can temporarily keep the secret and give me enough time to completely control the Divine Cult." Zhu Tao pondered and said, "How about giving you five years?" Hu Xiaotian said, "Five years are enough!"

Zhu Tao walked back and forth with his hands behind his back and forth, and said, "Young Master Hu is brave and skillful, but lacks convincing achievements. If you want to impress the emperor with just a few words, you may not keep this matter in your heart. Therefore, you should first prove your sincerity and ability so that I can promote the fire and shout."

Hu Xiaotian smiled bitterly and said, "There is a difference between superiors and inferiors, how can I have the opportunity to express my sincerity to the emperor?"

Zhu Tao smiled slightly and said, "You just have to give me two things."

Hu Xiaotian’s secret payment is not the head of Xuanzong or the magical power of the Demon Cult? He was so stern in his heart that he asked: “Please tell me what kind of rare treasure is it?”

Zhu Tao raised two fingers and said in a stern manner: "First, you must hand over the firearms of the Lei family and must not be given to others. Second, try to retake the jade seal of the Song and Yuan dynasties from the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. If these two things can be done, the emperor will be happy and everything will be discussed."

Hu Xiaotian said: "The first thing is not difficult. I have never thought about making a firearm privately, so I handed over it. As for what happened to the jade seal of Song and Yuan dynasties? I hope to hear it carefully."

It turned out that when Zhu Yuanzhang sent troops to fight the north, the Mongolian emperor was frightened when he saw his troops and horses defeated repeatedly, so he secretly sent his confidant to return to the grassland with the imperial seal and handed it over to his tribe members for safekeeping. This jade seal has been passed down from the Emperor Taizu of the Northern Song Dynasty to this day. It symbolizes the orthodox Zhongzhou and the imperial power granted by heaven, and has the supreme position in a country's politics. If an emperor cannot control the jade seal, the throne will be unstable and the national fortune will not be prosperous. After Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne and became the emperor's emperor, the imperial seal that he did not receive became his biggest hidden pain.

Therefore, he repeatedly sent large troops to the grassland and desert to hunt down the Mongolian royal family. At that time, Duke Cao Li Wenzhong led his army into the grassland, broke the knot, and bravely seized the jade seal to the south, and was highly praised by Zhu Yuanzhang. Who knew that after expert identification, the jade seal was actually a fake! Zhu Yuanzhang was furious and denounced Li Wenzhong for bullying the emperor and not using his superiors. From then on, he seized his military power and was idle until he died of depression. Now Zhu Yuanzhang is old and his desire to return the imperial seal is getting stronger. Who can fulfill his long-cherished wish for him? The rewards he received must be extremely generous.

Hu Xiaotian was secretly shocked after hearing this. The imperial seal involved the fortune of the country and the change of imperial power. How important is the significance of the Mongols? How could the Mongols give up easily? The Beiyuan was not dead, but he still dreamed of one day restoring the glory of his ancestors. He would send masters to take care of him again. He frowned and said, "In the past, Duke Cao was a hero, and he failed to fight with thousands of troops. How could I dare to talk about success?"

Zhu Tao said: "The jade seal is light and easy to transfer and hide. Moreover, the grassland is vast and boundless, and it is difficult to intercept it even if a large army is dispatched. Only by sending a thousand miles of surprise attacks and attacking them unexpectedly can there be a hope of success. Do you think so?" The Mongols are not fools. If the Ming army attacks with great fanfare, they have enough time to escape with treasure.

Hu Xiaotian had to admit that Zhu Tao's words were reasonable. He had a magical disguise technique and it was easy to get into the Mongolians. Once the whereabouts of the jade seal were found, and then contacted the masters of the Demon Cult to launch a surprise attack, the success or failure should be 55. He said with a sigh: "Okay, I will try my best to regain the jade seal! If I succeed by chance, I just want you to fulfill your promise today."

Zhu Tao was excited and laughed: "As long as the jade seal is obtained, you can choose from all the prefectures and counties in the world!"

"A gentleman's words!"

"It's hard to chase after all!"

The two of them hit three palms in a row, which was considered to have made an agreement. Zhu Tao encouraged him a few more words, explained some details of identifying the authenticity of the jade seal, and then served tea to see him off. When Hu Xiaotian's figure disappeared, Zhu Tao's smile quickly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Come out!"

"Yes." Only the sound of footsteps were heard, and a man walked out from behind the gate, leaned to the ground, and said respectfully: "I'll give a message to the commander Tongzhi!"

Zhu Tao's eyes drooped slightly, a hint of disgust, a hint of pride, and a bit of obscure coldness flashed across his face, and said lightly: "Have you heard what Hu Xiaotian said clearly just now?"

The man trembled his shoulders slightly and gritted his teeth and said, "The young man can hear clearly! As long as the adults are willing to support me, the young man will be willing to work hard and will always be driven by the adults!"

Zhu Tao said: "The so-called people who know the times are heroes. If you abandon the darkness and turn to the light today, you will surely have a bright future and rise to the future. When the time is ripe, I will recommend you to the emperor and reward you with your title and official position. You must know what to do next. Get up and don't kneel down!"

"Thank you for your kindness, sir." The man raised his head, with a humble look on his face, and there was a vicious flame buried deep in his eyes, and it was a hawk!

After leaving the alley and boarding the carriage, Hu Xiaotian finally relaxed, but felt that the vest was cold. Zhu Tao said with a clever look, his mind was unpredictable, but he was an extremely difficult opponent. Even if he tried hard to figure it out, he could not understand Zhu Tao's true thoughts, and he always felt that something was missing. The only thing that can be confirmed is that whether it is for Mongolia or the Ming Dynasty, the imperial seal was extremely important!

Mongolia is thousands of miles away from Middle Earth, with a cold climate and vast territory, and it is difficult to distinguish between tribes and tribes, and they live by water and grass. Although the Mongolian Yuan was defeated by the Ming Dynasty and gave up the flower world of the Central Plains, its strength is still the highest among all races outside the Frontier, with hundreds of thousands of string control men. There are countless masters of all races who serve him. Moreover, the martial arts schools outside the Frontier are diverse, which are very different from the Middle Earth martial arts world, so it is difficult to find out the details of the opponent's killing moves in advance. If you want to break through the siege and take away the jade seal, you have to pass five levels and kill six generals, and you will pay a heavy price.

While thinking about it, I suddenly felt a mass of murderous aura falling from the sky, causing the hair to stand upside down. I heard the sound of crossbows, and dozens of crossbow arrows suddenly broke through the air and shot into the spaces, blocking the front, back and left and right spaces. Hu Xiaotian was stunned. At the critical moment of being alert, who dared to take the blame and launch a sniper on the street? You must know that the crossbow was listed as the first-class contraband by the court, and the private hiding was arguing for rebellion, let alone the use was mainly used in the capital! The main messenger was either crazy or did not know the power of it. In addition, the matter of visiting Zhu Tao was top secret, so how could the assassin know the inside story? Who leaked the news? Could it be that Zhu Tao secretly instructed? Hearing the cold wind approaching, he knocked through the floor of the carriage with a palm, and drilled into the hole.

The next moment, the crossbow arrows were snatched and shot down. The driver and the horse screamed and neighed at the same time. The body of the car trembled and rolled over and fell. The axle and the bluestone ground rubbed violently, making a harsh and sharp roar. In the blink of an eye, the crossbow arrows shot three times in a row, tying the entire carriage like a hedgehog, and the black blood quickly meandered and flowed.

"Go!" With a deliberate roar, four strong men suddenly pounced down, and the iron hammer and copper stick in their hands fell fiercely towards the carriage, as if they were tremendous. Even if the other party turned into a corpse, they had to smash it into meat sauce on the spot before they could stop. Seeing the weapon being implemented, the carriage suddenly exploded, and countless wooden pieces and broken arrow rods exploded, and shot to all directions. The four strong men were very aware of it. While using the hard work of protecting their bodies, they instinctively closed their eyes.

At this moment, a dark shadow popped up, her body twisted, and she squeezed out from the gap between various weapons. Before the opponent could react, she jumped onto one side of the roof.

"Stop!" The shouting continued, and a brilliant sword energy hit the scene in front of him, ruthless and resolute. At the same time, seven or eight other vicious hidden weapons flew against the tiles. Hu Xiaotian made a mistake at his feet and kicked the tiles repeatedly to block the enemy's attack. He saw broken tiles flying, and the cold light flashed constantly. Masked people continued to join the battle group, slashing and killing him like a lantern.

Hu Xiaotian was shocked and angry. Every assassin was very skilled. Even if he had three heads and six arms, he couldn't resist it. What's more, he didn't wear a sword on his own when he was traveling. How could he break the killing situation with bare hands? Although the other party tried his best to cover it up, he could still use clues to determine that the assassins were proficient in the magic sect's martial arts! In other words, it was his fellow demon sect who wanted to kill him, the Xuanzong clan! Was it the main war faction in the magic sect who used the murderous intent, or was Dugu Yuyang using Yin to secretly use poisoning?

With a loud bang, Hu Xiaotian stepped on the roof and fell into the room. His internal strength was everywhere. He used all the items within his reach as hidden weapons and shot at the surrounding enemies. At the critical moment of life and death, he didn't care about any innocentness, and he bumped into the wall like a crazy bull, stirring up dust in the sky to cover his body. But he saw mud and stones splashing, broken wood flying, figures rolling, and cold blades intersecting, making the originally cold and quiet streets smoky. At this moment, reinforcements could not appear to rescue the siege, only hoped that the soldiers on the night or the Jinyiwei would intervene, so that the assassins could be forced to retreat.

Dong! Hu Xiaotian broke through the last earth wall, and there was an empty vegetable field in front of him, and even a small tree could not be seen within a radius of dozens of feet. He couldn't help but complain in secret, wrapping his right hand and cleverly pulling the copper stick swept from the side horizontally, holding the deadly mad knife, blasting out the left fist, and knocking an assassin in front of him several feet. He moved his shape and changed his position, but unexpectedly his ankle suddenly tightened and was silently entangled by a black soft rope. His body immediately stopped, and his ribs were slightly cooled down, and he was cut by a wound about an inch long.

Hu Xiaotian was both angry and frustrated. Should he die before he could get out? He leaned over and grabbed the soft rope and pulled it. The assassin flew over, and he grabbed the vest with one hand and the calf with the other. When the chengren-shaped weapon blocked the left and right, the assassins did not care about their companions' lives and death. They pricked the thorns and chopped them up in a blink of an eye. Hu Xiaotian shook his arms and suddenly threw the corpse out. Taking advantage of the enemy's dodging, he quickly buckled his claws and grabbed one person in his hand. Seeing that he used his old trick again, the assassins frowned and jumped backwards, and still surrounded them three layers inside and three layers. In the darkness, someone shouted softly: "Calling the crossbow arrows quickly!"

Hu Xiaotian was secretly heartbroken, looked around at dozens of masked assassins, and said angrily: "You are all disciples of the Divine Cult, why should you join forces to kill me? If the leader learned about it, you will have no place to die!"

Hearing the word "Cult Leader", the assassins breathed and there were different changes in each person's eyes. Whether they admitted it or not, Hu Xiaotian and Xuanzong were masters and disciples who were just replaced, and were one of the candidates with the right to inherit the leader. This was like the following and touched Xuanzong's reverse scale. Suddenly, someone said coldly: "As long as the corpse is destroyed and the traces are strictly guarded, how can the leader find out the truth? The arrow is not turning back, and not killing him is a disaster!" The assassins agreed deeply. Will there be good results to stop halfway? It is better to kill someone to silence him and eliminate future troubles forever!

The murderous aura is condensed, as cold as frost

At this moment, a ray of wind blew by, as if spring was coming, melting the coldness shrouded in the field. Everyone seemed to feel something, and turned their heads to look at it at the same time. The white shadow flashed, and a middle-aged scholar with simple and neat clothes and elegant appearance fell from the sky. His face was as jade as his forehead, his eyebrows were as long as his temples, his dark eyes were unconsciously unconsciously smiling. Even when facing a large group of murderous demons, he still had a gentle expression, just like looking at a group of naughty and rebellious students, with extremely powerful confidence hidden under his calm appearance. When his eyes swept gently, every assassin was shocked and unconsciously felt a sense of tiny and weakness.

Just one glance, the demon head souls seized it.

Hu Xiaotian was in his heart and threw away the assassin in his hand, bowed deeply and said, "My younger generation, Hu Xiaotian, is a disciple who has closed his door to the Master of Xuan Sect, and has met the Grand Master!"

Big, Sect, Master! These three words hit the assassins like thunder and thunder, trembling their eardrums, and they were shocked. Who else in the martial arts world is except Jun Wangyou? That is the peak powerhouse who is on par with Xuanzong! Everyone is like a nerd boy who has made a mistake, hurriedly put away their weapons, and embarrassedly didn't know how to speak.

"No gift!" Jun Wangyou waved his hand gently and said loudly: "The Master of Xuan Sect has accepted a good disciple. Even I envy him." His voice paused and said: "Originally, I should not be in charge of internal struggles in your sect, but the capital is not as important as other places. How can you let you invade the people and do what you want? If you attract the guards of the imperial city, the troops will be dispatched, and the extra tribes will go to inquire, then there will be endless disasters. I don't want to pursue the matter tonight. If you compensate the residents for the losses, you will disperse by yourself!"

"Yes!" The assassins were like eggplant beaten by frost, and they stopped and dispersed without mentioning it.

Hu Xiaotian said respectfully: "Grandmaster, junior..."

Jun Wangyou interrupted him and said, "Xiaotian, I have a relationship with your master and respect each other. Then you call me "Uncle". Don't mention any false names like the master."

Hu Xiaotian never expected Jun Wangyou to be so approachable. He was excited and proud, and said as he said, "Uncle Jun, my nephew has climbed up."

Jun Wangyou smiled and said, "What are you saying? Do you want your master to underestimate me? It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, come with me." After that, he flew into the sky and came to the shore of Mochou Lake in a moment.

It is late at night and the people are quiet, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the lake is rippling, and the water vapor is cool.

Jun Wangyou looked at the deep lake with his hands behind his back and said lightly: "You entered the capital secretly, I'm afraid it's not as simple as a fight with Haoming?"

Hu Xiaotian made a fuss and decided not to express his opinion on Tang Xue's section, but instead told the story of his shoulders as Xuanzong and urged the Jiuyi tribe to join the court. Even the details of the negotiations with Zhu Tao were revealed. I believe that with Jun Wangyou's mind and status, he would never spread everywhere.

Jun Wangyou sighed: "Brother Xuan is compassionate to the heavens and others, with good thoughts in his heart, and with the courage to break the difference between the Han and the barbarians, where does he think and do have the word "demon"? Even if I am, I am ashamed of myself. Xiaotian, the journey is long and difficult and dangerous. Your responsibility is as heavy as Mount Tai!"

Hu Xiaotian said: "I have long planned to work hard and devote myself to it. However, I am not familiar with Zhu Tao and Lord Zhu. How can I ask Uncle Jun, how credible is his promise?"

Jun Wangyou shook his head and smiled: "Okay, you little slippery, even I want to use it (read the full text of Endless Arms)!"

Hu Xiaotian said shamelessly: "You regard yourself as an uncle, so you should give me some advice to your nephew? Otherwise, your nephew cheated you for selling money, would you be embarrassed?"

Jun Wangyou pondered for a while and said slowly: "Zhu Tao is a man from a corps and has been in power in recent years. He is clever and has a deep plan. He has always regarded people from the world as a must. However, his offer of the exchange of the imperial seal was not just a lie, and there is indeed a considerable possibility. Of course, if the emperor is willing to nod, there is no need to worry." He said that, after all, the matter involves the change of imperial power, and there are many secrets inconvenient to reveal.

Hu Xiaotian couldn't help asking, "Since the jade seal is so important, why don't you take action?"

Jun Wangyou said in a deep voice: "Compared with the jade seal, the safety of the son is more important today. If I had not been in charge of the capital, wouldn't the monsters and monsters in all sides have had a fuss? Xiaotian, you have never experienced wars and wars, and you don't know how terrible those dead soldiers are! Until today, those who attempt to kill the lord and rebelled are still running in secret, going on one after another, and killing them forever."

Hu Xiaotian suddenly realized that no wonder that Jun Wangyou is like a dragon without seeing the beginning and end, and rarely appears in the world. It turns out that he assumed the heavy responsibility of protecting Zhu Yuanzhang and lived silently in Yin shadows. This self-loving and lonely man is actually the guardian god of the Ming Empire! After thinking about this section, he couldn't help but scratch his head and said, "If you can't leave Beijing, then my master's wish to ask you for a decisive battle will be disappointed?"

The strange light in Jun Wangyou's eyes surged, and his strong fighting spirit burned instantly, saying word by word: "Life is short, and the heights are cold! When I die today, I will go to Daxue Mountain to fulfill your wishes!" (To be continued.
Chapter completed!