80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

The night after Emperor Yuan left, Lin Jiufeng woke Wuming in the copper coffin.

"Master!" Wuming shouted respectfully.

"From now on, your master is no longer me, but your majesty, Emperor Yuan, go to him." Lin Jiufeng calmly instructed to switch the identity of the master to Emperor Yuan.

Lin Jiufeng listened to the troubles that his younger brother said during the day. Although he didn't want to deal with it, he handed Wuming to Emperor Yuan to relieve his pressure. Lin Jiufeng could still do it.

With Wuming, the Martial Saint, presumably his resistance to reform would be much smaller.

Handing Wuming out has selfishness on the other hand. As long as his younger brother sits more firmly on the throne, he will be safer in the cold palace, and no one will disturb him.

If the Yuhua Divine Dynasty is really torn apart, Lin Jiufeng will also become uneasy here.

After all, under this cold palace, it is an extremely yin place, and many people will be jealous.

Wuming turned around and left the cold palace, went to the Forbidden City, and went down to the present majesty.

...

Lin Jiufeng didn't know what happened in the Forbidden City last night.

He only saw his nephew early the next morning.

A very handsome boy with clear eyes, five years old and not yet included in the royal family tree. Emperor Yuan had no way to remember that his eldest brother was very knowledgeable and taught a child that there would be no problem.

In the cold palace, Lin Jiufeng looked at the boy in front of him and asked, "What's your name?"

"Lin Tianyuan!" The child answered crisply.

"You came here, do you know why?" Lin Jiufeng continued to ask.

"Follow His Highness's teachings." Lin Tianyuan replied.

"Well, don't call me Your Highness in the future, call me Mister." Lin Jiufeng waved his hand, it was sent by his younger brother, no matter what, Lin Jiufeng will teach him well.

"Okay, sir." Lin Tianyuan knelt down and kowtowed, neatly, without the ignorance of other children, afraid of life.

"From today onwards, if you follow me, there is no need for you to serve anything. Practice with peace of mind, and I will guide you." Lin Jiufeng urged.

"Okay, sir." Lin Tianyuan agreed.

"Here is a secret book, you can take it to practice." Lin Jiufeng handed Lin Tianyuan the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Cultivation Technique that he had signed in before.

This is a very powerful internal power technique, and this is what Lin Jiufeng is practicing now.

Lin Tianyuan took it respectfully, and then read it carefully, asking Lin Jiufeng directly if he didn't understand the place.

One big and one small, began to practice silently in the cold palace.

...

Lin Jiufeng gradually discovered that Lin Tianyuan's cultivation talent was not bad, and it only took him a month to practice Qi and build the foundation, and he had already completed it.

This speed was even faster than when Lin Jiufeng was the prince.

Of course, the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Exercise, as well as the Foundation Establishment Pill signed by Lin Jiufeng, including Lin Jiufeng's personal instructions, all helped him improve his speed.

But his own talent is also very amazing and should not be underestimated.

A month later, Lin Jiufeng began to teach him new exercises.

Cut the sky and draw the sword!

This is the first swordsmanship that Lin Jiufeng has signed up for, and it is also one of the only two swordsmanship that Lin Jiufeng has now. It is powerful and can instantly kill enemies.

Lin Jiufeng instructed Lin Tianyuan to draw his sword a thousand times a day, not to be lazy, and to pay full attention to each time to count as one.

The five-year-old Lin Tianyuan gritted his teeth, and his thin body persisted abruptly. He took a foundation pill every two days, and his body was fully nourished.

Every seven days, Lin Jiufeng would let Lin Tianyuan go home to see her mother, and then come back to continue her practice.

Of course, Lin Jiufeng can also relax, eat the delicacies brought by Dachun, drink fine wine, and then listen to Dachun talking about trivial things.

"His Royal Highness, a big event happened in the imperial capital yesterday." Dachun said with a smile.

Lin Jiufeng asked, "What's the big deal?"

"Your Majesty suddenly announced yesterday that he wants to reform the land, starting from the imperial capital itself. The four major families in the imperial capital bear the brunt of it. They do their best to oppose it, and most of the civil and military officials also oppose it." Dachun said.

Lin Jiufeng drank silently and said, "Then what?"

"Then, in front of the civil and military officials, His Majesty asked the Imperial Forest Army to capture the people of the four major families and put them in prison." Dachun said excitedly.

"What was the reaction of the four major families?" Lin Jiufeng asked calmly.

After handing Wuming over to Emperor Yuan, Lin Jiufeng guessed that he was going to make a big move, but he didn't expect his younger brother to hold his breath and waited a month before starting to act.

"Of course it's the other way around. The four major families directly contacted the Imperial Army and asked Qing Jun to rebel at night." Dachun said.

"It was useless to move last night." Lin Jiufeng thought for a while. He was practicing last night, but he didn't hear any disturbances.

Although the cold palace is very remote, he can still sense the rebellion of the forbidden army.

"Of course there was no movement. Just when they were about to rebel, the Martial Saint took action and killed all the masters of the four major families. The traitor generals in the forbidden army were also killed, and the disturbance was calmed down for a while. Cleaning, His Majesty's prestige has never been stronger, no one dares to be presumptuous." Dachun said excitedly.

After he said this, he asked quietly, "Your Highness, did you let that Martial Saint?"

In the entire Ascension Dynasty, only Dachun knew that Lin Jiufeng had a Martial Saint.

Lin Jiufeng smiled and said, "That's His Majesty's Martial Saint. I'm just a waste prince who was imprisoned in the cold palace. Where is there any Martial Saint's subordinates? After your story is finished, pack up and go. See you next time."

Dachun oh, he knew that Lin Jiufeng didn't want to talk, so he didn't ask, packed his things, and left.

After Dachun left, Lin Jiufeng looked at the Forbidden City and murmured, "Now your pressure should be much less. With a Martial Saint supporting you, the resistance to reform will be much smaller."

Eliminating the resistance in the court and the opposition is only the first step, and he still has a long way to go.

And Lin Jiufeng continued to check in, practice, and wait for the breakthrough master, and teach Lin Tianyuan by the way.

Fast forward ten years.

The time has come to the tenth year of the first year of Yuhua.

It was the tenth year of Emperor Yuan's ascension to the throne.

Lin Jiufeng also lived in the cold palace for fifteen years.

He changed from a young man in his twenties to a forty-year-old uncle. After years of baptism, he still has that young and handsome face.

Ten years later, Lin Jiufeng's cultivation has reached the peak of the great master.

The real pinnacle.

He was not in a hurry to break through. In fact, he was able to break through five years ago, but at that time, Lin Jiufeng realized the mystery of the Martial Saint Realm and began to polish himself.

Lin Jiufeng dared to say that a martial saint like Wuming could be destroyed with a snap of his fingers.

This is what he has accumulated over the past ten years.

In the past ten years, the only person who has witnessed Lin Jiufeng's strength is Lin Tianyuan. He has grown from the age of five to fifteen years old.

In the past ten years, the outside world has been turbulent and the situation is tense.

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