Chapter 21

Sounds of gasping for air rose and fell in the field.

As people in the martial arts world, who didn't know the fame of the Shaolin Great Restoration Pill!

It can be said.

Even in the entire Nine Provinces continent.

The Shaolin Great Restoration Pill is a divine medicine that countless rogue masters dream of!

Not to mention that taking it can increase fifty years of internal energy.

Just the effect of being able to treat all internal and external injuries, and even keep a dying person alive with one breath.

Is enough to make countless people drool!

After all.

Those who mix in the martial arts world live a life of licking blood from the edge of a blade.

Who doesn't have a few enemies.

If you have a Shaolin Great Restoration Pill, it's equivalent to having a second life.

Who could refuse such a temptation?

Compared to this.

The hundred-year-old spiritual herbs and black iron stones from before suddenly became somewhat eclipsed.

"Congratulating Zhang Zhenren, the Villa Master of Wuzheng Villa leads his disciples to watch the ceremony, offering a congratulatory gift: a two-hundred-year-old spiritual herb!"

"Congratulating Zhang Zhenren, the Villa Master of Shenjian Villa leads his disciples to watch the ceremony, offering a congratulatory gift: a famous sword!"

"Congratulating Zhang Zhenren, the Villa Master of Xue Family Villa leads his disciples to watch the ceremony, offering a congratulatory gift: a two-hundred-year-old spiritual herb!"

"Congratulating Zhang Zhenren, the Sect Leader of the Great Song Quanzhen Sect leads his disciples to watch the ceremony, offering a congratulatory gift: a two-hundred-year-old spiritual herb!"

"The Six Fan Gate comes to congratulate, offering a congratulatory gift..."

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard comes to congratulate, offering a congratulatory gift..."

"..."

Numb!

Extremely numb!

At this very moment.

The rogue cultivators present were so shocked by these luxurious gifts that they didn't know what to say.

If the ones before could still be considered small fry.

Then the current gifts were no worse than the Shaolin Great Restoration Pill, and some were even stronger!

You must know.

The current Nine Provinces is not like the Great Zhou Dynasty period.

Hundred-year-old spiritual herbs are already considered precious and rare treasures in the martial arts world!

Once they appear, they are enough to set off a bloody storm!

And spiritual herbs over a hundred years old are even rarer!

Except for the various countries and major top forces.

If you want to give them as congratulatory gifts.

Even high-level forces would feel the pain!

From this, it can be seen.

How exaggerated the value of these gifts is!

Just as they were thinking.

Suddenly!

Another light voice came over.

"Congratulating Zhang Zhenren, the Iron-Gall God Marquis of the Protector Dragon Villa leads his four secret agents to watch the ceremony, offering a congratulatory gift: a five-hundred-year-old spiritual herb!"

???

Five-hundred-year-old spiritual herb?!!

The crowd exploded instantly!

The rogue cultivators were stupid!

With their mouths wide open, they stood frozen in place.

Their faces were full of disbelief!

Not just them.

Even the sect leaders who came to watch the ceremony were stunned!

This is a five-hundred-year-old spiritual herb!

An existence that even the eight great dynasties would not ignore!!

And it was just given away as a congratulatory gift??

Wasteful!

It's simply too wasteful!!

For a time.

Many sect leaders couldn't help but complain wildly in their hearts.

Deep in their pupils, a flash of heat appeared.

In the crowd.

A young man holding a folding fan, who had originally been watching with a smile.

Hearing this voice.

His face immediately turned gloomy.

His eyes were filled with endless coldness and grimness!

Beside him.

An old man who coughed from time to time also had an unpleasant look on his face.

However, thinking of the congratulatory gift they had discussed earlier.

The two looked at each other and smiled again.

"Yo~ I was wondering who had such a grand gesture?! So it's the God Marquis! Disrespect, disrespect!"

Just when everyone was still immersed in the grand gesture of the five-hundred-year-old spiritual herb and hadn't come back to their senses.

A feminine and sharp voice rang out in the field unexpectedly.

In the tone.

It was filled with undisguised sarcasm.

Everyone was stunned and cast their gazes over in unison.

PS: Explain in advance, because it is a comprehensive martial arts world, the cultivation and age of some characters in the original work will change, for example, Zhang Wuji is still a child, but Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo have grown up, do you understand what I mean (squinting smile).

029-Thousand-Year Spiritual Herb, Zhang Sanfeng Slaps the Ming Emperor! (Seeking flowers, seeking tips)

The crowd dispersed.

Only to see the speaker wearing the attire of a eunuch.

Under the gaze of everyone, he walked over unhurriedly.

A faint smile still hung on his face.

Only this smile looked a bit fake, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

Behind him followed dozens of little eunuchs.

The leader held a tray in both hands.

On the tray, it was covered with a red cloth, which couldn't help but make people curious.

"What I do, what does it have to do with you?!"

"It's Commander Cao, not interrogating thieves in the Eastern Depot, why do you have the leisure to come to Wudang Mountain instead?"

Zhu Wushi snorted heavily with a cold face.

As soon as the words fell.

The expressions of everyone present changed.

Their gazes toward Cao Zhengchun were full of unkindness.

Among them, some who couldn't hold back.

Their eyes were wide open as if they were going to eat someone!

'As expected of the God Marquis! In just a few words, he provoked the relationship between me and them.'

Noticing the gazes of everyone.

Cao Zhengchun's face remained unchanged.

But he praised him secretly in his heart.

Compared to the Protector Dragon Villa.

The reputation of the Eastern Depot in the Great Ming martial arts world could be described as notorious.

Now that his identity had been pointed out.

Naturally, he would be rejected by everyone.

However, Cao Zhengchun didn't care at all.

He chuckled and said lightly.

"I have long heard of Zhang Zhenren's great name; the Holy One learned of Zhang Zhenren's birthday and specially sent me to congratulate him. Why, does the God Marquis have an opinion?"

"You!" Zhu Wushi was speechless for a moment.

The killing intent in his eyes was almost ready to burst out!

Only hindered by his status and the situation on the scene.

In the end, he could only suppress the anger in his heart.

He snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Seeing this.

Cao Zhengchun smiled triumphantly.

He reached out and lifted the red cloth on the tray held by the accompanying eunuch.

Under the eyes of everyone, he respectfully picked up the imperial decree.

He coughed twice and said in a sharp voice with a serious face.

[By the order of the Emperor, the decree says: Although I have lived in the temple for a long time, I have long heard of Zhang Zhenren's great name. On the occasion of today's birthday, I specially come to congratulate and bestow two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs!]

[Additionally, I appoint Zhang Zhenren as the National Teacher of the Great Ming Dynasty, enjoying the power of being under one person and above ten thousand; I appoint the Wudang Sect as the State Religion, overseeing all sects in the martial arts world! This is the decree!]

Before the words had even finished.

The scene instantly became silent, and a pin could be heard dropping!

At this moment.

Whether it was the rogue cultivators who came to watch the fun, or the people from the major sects who came to congratulate.

After hearing this imperial decree.

Everyone fell into silence, with different expressions.

Even the atmosphere gradually became subtle!

'Damn it! This brat actually didn't hesitate to spend such a large sum!!'

Zhu Wushi's eyes turned cold.

While feeling angry, he also felt a trace of pressure.

He knew exactly what the little emperor was thinking.

This was also the reason why he was willing to use a five-hundred-year-old spiritual herb as a congratulatory gift!

On one hand, it was to win over Zhang Sanfeng.

On the other hand, it could also be considered an insurance.

Even if he couldn't win him over, he could make him choose neutrality in the game between himself and the little emperor.

But now that the thousand-year-old spiritual herb had appeared, and there were two of them.

Which is better and which is worse can be seen at a glance.

He couldn't help but worry!

But what he didn't know was.

Song Yuanqiao, as the head of the Wudang Seven Heroes and also the person in charge of receiving guests for this birthday.

After hearing the content of the imperial decree, his heart was also filled with complexity and struggle.

Who doesn't like a thousand-year-old spiritual herb?

However, once he chose to accept the decree, it was equivalent to implicitly showing his stance.

Although this would offend Zhu Wushi somewhat, it was not unbearable for Wudang.

But the key problem is.

There was another sentence at the end of the imperial decree: overseeing all sects in the Great Ming martial arts world!

Can this kind of thing be accepted casually?

Especially in front of the people in charge of these major Great Ming sects.

It was simply no different from putting Wudang on a fire to roast!

Although he had confidence in his master and Wudang.

But Song Yuanqiao was not stupid.

Making an enemy of all the sects in the Great Ming martial arts world.

No matter how strong Wudang is, it can't withstand the fact that two fists are no match for four hands!

But if he didn't accept it.

It was equivalent to slapping the Emperor in the face in front of the major Great Ming sects!

For a time.

Song Yuanqiao was in a dilemma, whether to accept it or not.

The whole person fell into a difficult situation.

He was so anxious that cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

However.

Cao Zhengchun seemed not to notice this.

He handed the imperial decree to him with a smile.

"Hero Song, from now on we are all on the same side, please take care of us."

"Ah, this..." Song Yuanqiao was slightly stunned.

Feeling the countless gazes on his back like thorns.

The whole person seemed somewhat at a loss.

Not knowing what to do.

Fortunately.

Just as he was in a dilemma.

Zhang Zhenren's voice drifted over lightly from the mountain.

The voice was not loud, but it clearly entered the ears of everyone present.

"Please, Eunuch Cao, convey my thanks to the Emperor for his kindness."

"It's just that I am devoted to pursuing the martial arts, so let's forget about being a National Teacher; in the future, if there is any need, Wudang will not shirk its responsibility."

Once these words were spoken.

Everyone's expressions changed in unison, and their reactions were different.

For the rogue cultivators.

No matter the result, anyway, in five words, Zhang Zhenren is awesome!

As for Cao Zhengchun, his eyes were gloomy, and his heart was filled with dissatisfaction.

The smile that had originally been piled on his face disappeared without a trace.

He wanted to flare up.

But hindered by Zhang Zhenren's strength and the covetous eyes of the many sects present.

In the end, he could only swallow this anger and remain silent.

Compared to his annoyance.

The sect leaders of the major sects felt a sense of relief in their hearts.

Although even if Zhang Zhenren accepted the decree, they would not obey Wudang in the future.