I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 5

"It should be the same name and surname..."

Gu Cheng, led by the old eunuch, sat down in the house with a straight waist and wandered outside.

At first, Huang was surprised. Was he not the founder of the nine Yin Manual of truth? How to become the prince's teacher?

But immediately I thought it was wrong. Huang shang was from the Northern Song Dynasty and now it is from the Southern Song Dynasty. It should be just a coincidence that there is a difference of nearly 100 years.

Asked the old eunuch, it was not surprising that Huang Chang was a Tongzhi Gongju, that is, the examiner of the scientific examination. At the same time, he also served as Yishan in King Jia's house. His main task was to give lectures for him.

As the only son of Guangzong and he Hou, Zhao Kuan is the only candidate for the throne, but he is not the crown prince, just king Jia.

It has been four years since Huang Chang taught Zhao Kuan.

"The teacher must be able to find my abnormality? It doesn't matter. I'm a gentleman and he's a minister. What can he do?"

Gu Cheng smiled quietly and calmly. The introduction to the eight dragon classics had its own majesty of the emperor. The old eunuch standing on the side rubbed his eyes and became nervous inexplicably.

How did your highness become a little different today?

"Your Highness..." there was also a sound of surprise and doubt, as well as the yellow clothes walking slowly in.

The University scholar has a thin face, wearing a purple robe and a silver fish bag around his waist, which is very consistent with the impression of the civil servant temperament of the Song Dynasty, but at this time, his weak eyes burst out and fell on Gu Cheng's face.

"What a sharp look!" Gu Cheng was stunned, and the idea of the Dragon God in his mind churned endlessly.

The voice of "fire" suddenly sounded: "Your Highness has deep blessings. Once you enter this world, you can meet the person loved by God! In this small world, this person must be the top existence!"

"The top figures? There's no real the nine Yin manual. Is the world of gold?"

Gu Cheng reacted very quickly and immediately realized that this was not an ordinary Southern Song Dynasty. His eyes at Huang Chang also changed, subconsciously taking some precautions.

Unexpectedly, it was this reaction that confirmed Huang Chang's suspicion. His hand folded in his sleeve suddenly stretched out and grabbed Gu Cheng: "where is the madman, dare to pretend to be the prince!"

"Good courage!"

Gu Cheng was surprised, but he heard the "fire" shout angrily. Suddenly, he didn't enter his right hand, then split his five fingers and cut into huang shang.

"Invisible sword Qi?" Huang Chang's beard and hair blew, his anger became more obvious, his body was faint, and his hands were together.

Suddenly, the fist, palm, claw and finger, and the strange move appeared. Suddenly, they folded Mei Fulan, which was quiet and elegant. Suddenly, if the sky collapsed, there was no couple.

If the martial arts in the world see this scene, they will be absolutely terrified, because the exquisite and unique skills of all schools will fall into flowers and water and be completely destroyed when they encounter this pair of thin palms.

However, no matter what kind of moves Huang Chang changes, Gu Cheng's right hand is chopping and cutting, just like a reef in the sea. Despite the strong wind and waves, he still stands still.

The two fought each other, and dozens of moves passed quickly. They couldn't even hear the sound of vigorous attack, and the decorations in the house didn't move at all.

Obviously, both sides are powerful, accessible and subtle, and do not waste a bit of peerless people.

The most strange thing was that the old eunuch and maid in waiting in the house were confused and didn't scream. They didn't seem to see the following crimes at all.

"The great method of moving the soul? It's really the yellow dress!" Gu Cheng confirmed. Looking at his right hand, he was overjoyed again.

I didn't expect that the Dragon Spirit has such strong strength that even huang shang can match. Isn't it horizontal in this world?

Unfortunately, soon, the voice of "fire" spread into the depths of my heart and became weak: "Your Highness, the vitality of the world has been imprisoned, and I can't defeat this person!"

"Then why are you fighting? Anyway, I'm Zhao Guang. Huang Chang is just suspicious and dare to kill me?" Gu Cheng was speechless.

Of course, things still have to be solved. As soon as his eyes turned, he decided to gamble. As soon as his right hand closed, he looked at Huang Chang peacefully.

Huang Chang saw that he took the initiative to stop and turned back. He didn't attack rashly. He said solemnly: "no matter who you are, you can't pretend to be the son of the great song dynasty!"

This is obviously taking Gu Cheng as an alien.

Huang shang didn't know that "fire" was limited by the power of heaven and earth. Just now it was the limit. The more you fight, the weaker you will be.

In his opinion, the person in front of him was really unfathomable and was the greatest enemy in his life. Therefore, he was full of vigilance and even had the idea of burning jade and stone.

"In any case, you can't let the demon sneak into the imperial court and disturb the court!"

Gu Cheng read out the danger from Huang Chang's firm eyes, but he was not in a hurry: "Sir, I dreamed that the sun fell into my body last night. When I woke up, I understood a lot of things and was no longer as confused as before."

"The sun is falling?" Huang Chang was stunned when he heard the speech. He thought of something faintly and looked at him in disbelief.

Gu Cheng's remarks are well founded. It is said that when Zhao Kuan was born, his mother's dream fell to the court, and she inherited it by hand, and she was pregnant.

Look, this idiot is still from heaven.

In fact, this is the usual technique of the ancient royal family. There are miracles in heaven. Inheriting the throne is to comply with heaven's destiny, especially in the Song Dynasty. Every term seems to play this trick.

But at this time, it was particularly different. Huang Chang was not sure for a while.

Gu Cheng also had a killer mace. He got up, opened his arms and said frankly, "Sir, you might as well come and have a look. I'm me?"

Huang Chang has taught Zhao Kuan for four years. He is also a great martial arts master who studies heaven and man. He knows the nuances of the human body naturally in his heart. He goes forward to touch his bones and quickly determines Gu Cheng's identity. He wonders, "but what's your martial arts just now?"

"That's the Dragon God who protects the body. I don't know any martial arts!" Gu Cheng spread his hand. A dragon pattern appeared on the palm of his right hand, lifelike, as if there was a hot dragon flying inside.

Huang Chang carefully felt his pulse again and found that Zhao Kuang's meridians were stagnant and there was no real Qi in his body. Everything just now seemed to be a fantasy. Finally, awe appeared in his eyes. His legs bent and knelt down and kowtowed: "old minister bumped into Tianyan, capital crime! Capital crime!"

Gu Cheng's face sank and showed his dignity: "Sir, I'm a loyal minister of Song Dynasty. How can I know what I'm worried about? You know and I know this. I don't blame it. I can't be reckless in the future!"

"Your Highness! Your highness!" Huang Shang was awe inspiring. He knew that this was the way of the emperor's Royal Highness, with both grace and authority. Although the prince was still very young, it was a great change. He didn't dare to stand up and still fell on the ground.

Gu Cheng looked at it with some happiness in his heart.

Fortunately, Huang Shang's root lies in the imperial court. It's not those lawless people in the Jianghu who can use this method to resolve it. Otherwise, if it really gets noisy, the consequences will be unimaginable.

He didn't force too much, so he got up and personally picked up his yellow clothes and whispered, "Sir, this is a good skill. It's hard to hide it from me. Did you teach me?"

Huang Chang sat down, hesitated for a moment, bowed his head and said, "I dare not deceive your highness. The old minister is not from Longqing city..."

Huang Chang began to tell the story. His front body was like what Zhou Botong said in shooting carving. He was originally a civil servant in the great interior, but he learned nothing from the Taoist Scriptures and practiced peerless martial arts.

Then he was sent by song Huizong to attack Mingjiao. Because he didn't know the rules of the Jianghu, he became a public enemy. He was not only besieged and injured, but also his family was killed by Wulin people.

Pay off old scores, and create a Book of the nine Yin Manual of classics. This is a life of death. When we were born again, the enemy was dead.

Then there was a difference. Just when she was discouraged to die, huang shang met a young man who came to Beijing for the exam. He had the same name and surname as him, and even his body was somewhat similar, but the young student suddenly fell ill on the road and died unfortunately.

This huang shang was originally a farmer's son. The hope of the whole village is that he can obtain fame and honor his family and ancestors. Who knows this tragic event, huang shang sympathizes with his experience. In addition, he has no relatives, so he replaces him with the technique of changing face to go to Beijing for the exam.

He was the No. 1 scholar. The scientific examination was naturally a piece of cake. After taking the top two Jinshi in a low-key way, he began another successful official career.

Gu Chengman admires such a legendary life. What's more exaggerated is that Huang Shang is already in his twenties according to his real age!

For Taoist health preservation, Buddhist eminent monks may be able to reach this age. For example, Zhang Sanfeng lives longer, but Huang Chang began to practice martial arts in his middle age and went through bloody battles. There is something wrong with Shou yuan for such a long time

Gu Cheng thought and asked.

In this regard, Huang Chang also felt puzzled: "the old minister was already a dying man ten years ago, but heaven didn't accept me until today."

The existence like him has a sense of the deadline of life and death, but it inexplicably prolongs life. Obviously, the whole world has produced some unspeakable and unidentified changes.

"It seems that this is the influence of the dragon spirit!"

Good fortune lies in misfortune, and good fortune lies in misfortune. Gu Cheng doesn't know whether this change is good or bad, but since he meets yellow clothes, how can he miss it? I solemnly worship:

"Sir, I want to learn martial arts!"