Martial Arts: Starting from Fuwei Escort

Chapter 17 Out of the rivers and lakes, into the temple!
Qiu Mingxuan jumped off the cliff and fell like a cannonball. He only heard a bang, and a big hole was smashed out.

The members of the Devil's Cult were all horrified, but they couldn't help being horrified when they saw the "Blood Clothed Rakshasa" return.

Could it be that the Eastern Hierarch lost?
Afterwards, Qiu Mingxuan swaggered away, and all the members of the Demon Cult did not dare to stop them. After several days of work, they repaired the winch and climbed up to the top of the cliff, only to see ruined walls, broken roof tiles, Yang Lianting's body was rotten and smelly, covered with maggots, but Dongfang Bubai's body was not seen.

Obviously, Dongfang Bubai also died.

In an instant, the demon sect was in chaos, and the remaining hall masters, elders, and incense masters fought for power and profit, and entered the next round of fighting games.

And the news that "Dongfang Bubai was killed by the blood-clothed Raksha" spread to the Jianghu, causing an uproar immediately.

Dongfang Bubai has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, just like a martial arts myth, it is an insurmountable mountain.

And the "Blood Clothes Rakshasa" has risen strongly, and his journey has been like a broken bamboo. The three major external skills of horizontal training have been cultivated to perfection, and he has three kinds of horizontal training abnormalities.

The battle between these two people must be earth-shattering and wonderful, and the ruined walls on the top of Heimu Cliff also prove this point.

It's a pity that Dongfang Bubai missed a move and lost in the end.

Generations of talents have emerged in the rivers and lakes, each leading the way for decades, and the monuments of the past have been shattered. Now this rivers and lakes belong to the "blood-clothed Rakshasa", and become the back of a new round of rivers and lakes.

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North Zhili, the capital.

Qiu Mingxuan traveled all over the rivers and lakes, and finally entered the capital, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, but he saw three cities and six streets, well-dressed, thousands of families, Zhu Cuijiahui, rich and wealthy Hulu, sons and grandsons Maixiao, it was a prosperous scene.

Especially close to the imperial city, the streets are spacious, and most of the people who come and go are the children of officials and officials.

In the middle of the night, when the capital was under curfew, a figure in Tsing Yi jumped onto the roof of the attic and rushed under the moonlit night.

The soldiers and horses of the five cities who were patrolling the street all turned a deaf ear, and did not notice this figure at all.

On the southwest bank of Taiye Pond in Xiyuan in the imperial city, near Xihua Gate, there is a place hated by civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, called "Leopard Room", which is the place where Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao spent his days and nights.

At night, the Leopard House was brightly lit, with attic palaces and palaces, singing and dancing, Emperor Zhengde was having fun, and a large number of Jin Yiwei, sons of the Dongchang clan, guarded the Leopard House, guarding against all dangers in the dark night.

Is this the Leopard Room?
Qiu Mingxuan sneaked in silently, no one noticed at all, he hid in the dark, peeping at the singing and dancing.

In a resplendent and resplendent hall, some people play the piano, some play the flute, and some dance with swords.

Liu Zhengfeng, who plays the qin, and Qu Yang, who plays the flute, are all old friends who Qiu Mingxuan is very familiar with.

As for the sword dancer, he was a handsome young man.

Wearing a bright yellow five-clawed dragon robe and a crown of golden silk wings, he holds a Longquan sword tightly, with a vigorous posture, and sword dances in the center of the hall.

Obviously, this person is Emperor Zhengde, Zhu Houzhao!

After a long time, the song "Swordsman" ended, and Zhu Houzhao was sweating profusely, smiling all over his face: "It's really fun!"

"Your Majesty has superb martial arts skills and excellent swordsmanship. He is also a first-class swordsmanship master in the Jianghu!" A white-faced eunuch in rich clothes and fine clothes came, and presented a brocade handkerchief with a smile on his face, waiting for the emperor to wipe his sweat.

This person seems to have a good face, but the corners of his eyes are narrow and long, he looks cunning and vicious, his robe is embroidered with a python body in silver thread, he obviously has an extraordinary status, he is the head of the "Eight Tigers", the admiral of the East Factory, the "Emperor" Liu Jin.

"It's a pity that I can't step into the rivers and lakes and be a real swordsman!" Zhu Houzhao said with regret.

"What's the difficulty?" Liu Jin smiled, rolled his eyes, and immediately flattered him: "The servants have gathered a lot of good men and women, let them walk in the leopard room, and act as evil thieves. Naturally, your majesty can help the strong and help the weak, and act chivalrously!"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and laughed, "Liu Banban, you're still smart, this idea is good!"

"The slaves don't dare to take the credit, it's because His Majesty is very talented, and he is proficient in riding, arching, bowing, horse and swordsmanship, and he has already become superb, so he gave those people in the world the blessing of companionship." Liu Jin said flatteringly.

Zhu Houzhao listened to Yi Le, and immediately said with emotion: "Speaking of extraordinary talent, there has recently been a blood-clothed Rakshasa in the world, and that is amazing talent! He has practiced the top three external skills of "Golden Bell Cover", "Iron Cloth Shirt", and "Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Exercises". Even I can't beat it!"

"My servant has been trying my best to collect this person's whereabouts, but the blood-clothed Rakshasa has always been uncertain. Even if Dongchang Jinyiwei tried his best to search, he could not find this person's trace. This is the mistake of this servant. Please punish him!" Liu Jin hurriedly apologized, sincerely and fearfully.

"A master of the rivers and lakes, it's always been like this, Liu Banban doesn't have to worry about it! Dongfang Bubai has lived in Heimuya for a long time, and hasn't he rejected my solicitation several times?" Zhu Houzhao nodded, smiling and comforting.

"Hmph, Dongfang Bubai is arrogant and domineering. He doesn't take Your Majesty seriously. He is really a traitor! Now he is dying at the hands of the blood-clothed Raksha, and it is really a retribution!" Liu Jin snorted coldly and cursed, his tone unceremonious.

Qu Yang's face was gloomy when he heard it, but he didn't say a word.

Liu Jin sent someone to look for me?
Hiding in the dark, Qiu Mingxuan couldn't help being surprised when he heard the discussion between the monarch and his ministers: On the way to the rivers and lakes, he didn't see any Jin Yiwei, the son of Dongchang Fan, not a single one!

Qiu Mingxuan didn't know, but Liu Jin didn't send anyone to look for him, he was just coaxing Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao likes martial arts and military affairs, and has become obsessed. If he invites some "Blood Clothes Rakshasa" and "Eastern Invincible", will Zhu Houzhao still favor Liu Jin like he does now?

As a power eunuch, gaining the emperor's favor is the top priority, so that he will not be trapped in a cocoon and make enemies for himself.

"Eastern Invincibility, alas, what a pity."

Zhu Houzhao sighed with emotion, and immediately said: "It is said that the two fought for three days and three nights in the battle at Heimuya. On the top of the cliff, there were ruined walls and roof tiles.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely try my best to find the blood-clothed Rakshasa..." Liu Jin said solemnly with a solemn expression.

However, before the words were finished, only a shrill voice came from the darkness: "No need!"

In an instant, a figure in Tsing Yi jumped out of the darkness, like a roc spreading its wings, and landed lightly. In the light of the lights, a face wearing a Rakshasa mask and a pair of piercing eyes were exposed.

"Escort, escort!"

In the main hall, there was Liu Jin's scream.

However, the moment Qiu Mingxuan landed on the ground, Zhu Houzhao, Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang, and even Liu Jin all recognized his identity, and couldn't help screaming in surprise: "The Rakshasa in blood!"

No one expected that the blood-clothed Rakshasa quietly lurked in the dark, and even more majesticly appeared.

At this moment, there is Jinyiwei in the main hall, dressed in extraordinarily gorgeous clothes, wearing golden armor and holding a golden melon axe. He is the legendary "General of the Han Dynasty" and is the Jinyiwei Yiluan. With a face full of horror, he immediately besieged.

Qiu Mingxuan glanced lightly, and found that these "Big Han Generals" looked mighty, but actually their footsteps were flimsy, without much martial arts. Suddenly, the green clothes flashed, and each of the "Big Han Generals" flew out with a bang.

This scene only surprised Zhu Houzhao, and hurriedly shouted: "Good work!"

bang~
At the same time, Jin Yiwei, the son of Dongchang Fan who was guarding the outside of the main hall, broke into the main hall one after another with knives. Everyone had solemn expressions, and their eyes were piercing, shining brightly under the firelight.

The opportunity to make meritorious deeds has come!
All the Jinyiwei, sons of the Dongchang feudal clan, were all elites selected by the Dongchang Jinyiwei. They were all elite and sturdy, and their martial arts were not low. When they saw assassins and thieves at this moment, they were like sharks smelling blood, and they all pounced on them with knives.

Even though the man was dressed in a green shirt and wore a Rakshasa face, resembling the well-known "Rakshasa in blood" in the Jianghu, these people also had a fierce expression, without the slightest fear, and they fought forward.

However, the result is all the same!
I saw a group of Tsing Yi flickering, rampaging through the crowd, like Zhao Zilong entering and exiting seven times, no matter Jin Yiwei or Dongchang Fanzi, they all flew out with bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, being shot down everywhere like sandbags.

That violent feeling made Zhu Houzhao's blood spurt, his blood boiled, and he couldn't help but applaud loudly.

After counting interest.

In the main hall, people turned on their backs, Jin Yiwei, son of Dongchang Fan, lay down, and Qiu Mingxuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

"Grassman Qiu Mingxuan, pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor!"

Suddenly, Qiu Mingxuan raised his hand, took off the Raksha mask on his face, and cupped his fists at Zhu Houzhao, with a very respectful tone.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

I saw that man in Tsing Yi, with a strong and tall body, like a green pine, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a dignified appearance, a pair of eyes shooting cold stars, piercing and energetic, he is actually a young man of 27 or [-] years old.

This person is the blood-clothed Rakshasa?
so young!

Zhu Houzhao, Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang, and Liu Jin couldn't help feeling excited when they saw Qiu Mingxuan's true face.

"Haha, excuse me, I didn't expect the famous [Blood Cloth Rakshasa] to be so young!"

Zhu Houzhao walked over quickly, with an excited expression, and circled around Qiu Mingxuan, and couldn't help asking.

"Qiu Aiqing, how old are you this year?"

Qiu Mingxuan said: "Caomin Hongzhi was born on the eighth day of the ninth month in the third year of Hongzhi's reign. This year, he will be in his twenties."

"Hey, isn't that one year older than me?"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up, and he said with surprise and excitement on his face, the eyes he looked at Qiu Mingxuan became more and more intimate, he didn't expect that Qiu Mingxuan was one year older than him, and the two were actually the same age.

Suddenly, Zhu Houzhao had a flash of inspiration: "Qiu Aiqing, you and I are about the same age, why not sworn brothers with different surnames!"

Qiu Mingxuan froze for a moment.

"Your Majesty!"

Suddenly, Liu Jin screamed in a hurry: "This person is spying secretly, plotting something wrong, I'm afraid he is here to assassinate, please think twice, Your Majesty!"

Qiu Mingxuan frowned slightly, and before he could speak to defend himself, Zhu Houzhao said indifferently: "Impossible! Qiu Aiqing is so polite to see me, how could she be an assassin? Liu Banban, you are too worried!"

After speaking, he suddenly looked at Qiu Mingxuan with a curious expression and said, "By the way, Qiu Aiqing, how did you hide in the dark and what did you do?"

Qiu Mingxuan cupped his fists and bowed.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Cao Min came down from Heimu Cliff. He realized that the Jianghu was so big that he was already invincible, so he stopped thinking about wandering in the Jianghu. As the saying goes: Acquiring literary and martial arts, goods and the emperor's family. Caomin went all the way north and went straight to the capital. He wanted to meet His Majesty, appoint officials and appoint him, and serve the court!"

(End of this chapter)