After the Shaolin Temple competition ended, Ye Xiuwen won the first place in the competition.

Everyone cheered and congratulated Ye Xiuwen, but naturally they didn't mention it, but they said that just after Master Xuanku and Emperor Shengde presented the award, everyone looked at the high stands together.

This is the purpose of their trip.

Empress Ma stole the imperial edict of the imperial court and spread it across the rivers and lakes. Today, major sects came to participate in the competition, which was secondary. The main thing was to hear what Emperor Shengde said.

And what about Emperor Shengde? He also wanted to use this competition to speak and convey his holy voice to the entire world: whether the court prohibits martial arts, is it prohibited or cannot be resisted.

Everyone stood under the stands and raised their faces. At this time, Emperor Shengde slowly walked on the edge of the stands.

At this time, Emperor Shengde was in a good position because Ye Xiuwen had already given him a good idea.

This method will not only not weaken the face of the court, but will also satisfy all major sects.

"Listen, Hadith!"

At this moment, the eunuch Yu Laodao shouted loudly.

All the warriors with low realms knelt down and bowed, while the elders and sect leaders of various sects stood and listened to the teachings.

Emperor Shengde was so majestic that he looked down on the world and said, "I know that everyone is here today because I want to know if there is such a thing in the court's ban on martial arts.

Actually? This matter was something I considered a year ago....”

Emperor Shengde said this and paused deliberately.

At this time, the people below began to discuss and whisper. Because here, they confirmed one thing. The edict that Empress Ma spread in the world was indeed a year ago.

"Xuwen? Where are you going?"

Others were talking about it, but Ye Xiuwen was quietly retreating and he was about to escape.

"Shh!"

Ye Xiuwen made a low gesture.

Yue'er kept the sound and left with Ye Xiuwen.

"Hey? Why did he leave? There is a conspiracy!"

Murong Yingying in the stands was staring at Ye Xiuwen. As soon as Ye Xiuwen left, she felt that there was a conspiracy. She wanted to leave, but she didn't want Zhonglie to stand in front of her and refused to let her go.

"You get up, he has a conspiracy!" Murong Yingying stamped her feet in anger.

"Little ancestor, the emperor is talking to you, don't want your little head anymore, and I still want it!"

At this moment, Eunuch Yu ran over and asked Murong Yingying to stop the voice.

"Ye Xiuwen ran away, there must be a conspiracy!" Murong Yingying also said there was a conspiracy.

"Don't worry about whether he is a conspiracy or an open conspiracy, let's keep your head first. I beg you... If you are obedient, I will find you a small thing, which will definitely be fun..." Eunuch Yu said tightly.

"Take it serious?" Murong Yingying's eyes rolled for a moment and asked back.

"Of course I took it seriously. How dare I lie to you? Think about it?"

Eunuch Yu tried to persuade Murong Yingying to stabilize. It could be regarded as secretly helping Ye Xiuwen's little help. Otherwise, Ye Xiuwen's copying method would not work.

Ye Xiuwen returned to his residence, took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to use seal script to record the recipe for the Shaolin Dragon and Tiger Pill.

Yue'er, who was beside her, asked while grinding ink, "Is this really OK? Don't be known by others, the head is not guaranteed."

"Haha, if I don't do this, I will lose my head. Didn't you see that those people in the martial arts world are staring at me? This is in Shaolin Temple, and they dare not take action. But once they get outside, it's hard to say."

Ye Xiuwen smiled, but he copied the pill recipe a little bit.

He was written in seal script, and even if he was discovered, no one could understand it.

"call!"

Ye Xiuwen blew with his mouth and dried the ink marks, but he didn't expect that at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Ye Xiuwen was about to put away the pill recipe, but Zhuque, who didn't expect that the pill recipe would be taken away and shattered it.

"What are you doing?" Yue'er said angrily.

"You are destined to be dead?" Zhuque also said angrily.

"Where did I bully the emperor? I want to hand over this genuine version to the emperor? That's right." Ye Xiuwen smiled, sat down again, and picked up the pen.

"Then what are you doing?" Zhuque asked.

"Practice calligraphy!" Ye Xiuwen said slowly.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Zhuque was helpless when he saw Ye Xiuwen's look of not entering the air, and turned around and closed the door.

"It is precisely because of fear of death that I have to leave a life-saving trump card. Zhuque? Do you think? How can I get out of this Shaolin Temple? Just relying on the sword of Heaven and Sword? That will kill people.

Qi Sha is right. Practicing this kind of sword technique will hurt the enemy and yourself. The secret injuries in my body will be superimposed, and I will die before I was forty.

So, I want to leave a life-saving share. And if my life is gone, what else can I do to do business for the emperor?

What's more, look at the word "I" and how many people in the world recognize me. Even if they are given it, they may not be able to understand it......"

Ye Xiuwen said, and wrote another one, dried it with his mouth and put it away.

Zhuque was speechless and shook her head and left. She couldn't control this matter, so she ignored it.

What's more, Ye Xiuwen is right. Now he is in the Shaolin Dragon and Tiger Pill recipe, so it is probably not that easy for him to get out of Shaolin.

"This woman is really meddling in other people's business." Yue'er stood beside Ye Xiuwen.

"Don't be jealous. We have one more friend and one more path now." Ye Xiuwen smiled.

"Tsk, who is jealous!" Yue'er turned her head to the side, but at this moment, Ye Xiuwen put her waist in her arms and pulled her directly on her lap.

Yue'er wanted to break free, but how could Ye Xiuwen have the strength to be strong? She could only lean on Ye Xiuwen's arms and said: "It won't take much time for Emperor Shengde's lecture. If he finishes his lecture in a while, he will definitely think of something when we are not here."

Yue'er reminded, but at this moment, Ye Xiuwen smiled and said, "Do you think Emperor Shengde really doesn't know if we leave? Or is it that the only one who chases him is Zhuque?...Don't be stupid, this matter will be known by Emperor Shengde sooner or later."

"Then we won't go back?" Yue'er asked back.

"No, we have to go back and see the reactions of those people in the martial arts world, and then make plans for the next step.

Now, although you and me have greatly increased their strength, they are no different from when they were in the Cao Gang.

Our stage is bigger, so it will be even more dangerous.

Look at those old monsters in the world, we can't afford to offend any of them.

Qi Sha, Wei Zhongxian, and even Master Xuanku, these people, as long as they take action, we will die without a place to bury!"

Ye Xiuwen said here and slowly stood up, and Yue'er also got up. He and Ye Xiuwen opened the door and stared into the distance. Indeed, the road they were going to take next was still very long!...
Chapter completed!