Since he began practicing "True Dragon Kung Fu", Wu Zetian's spirit has become more and more energetic.

Sometimes I even feel that my strength increases slightly, and I will crush the cup and bowl if I accidentally.

Fortunately, the people who serve Wu Zetian usually serve Lao Cao, but there are still some rumors in the palace.

After all, for an old woman who is nearly seventy years old, Wu Zetian's performance and energy are not like a normal old woman.

When Wu Zetian has time on weekdays, he will temporarily give up his government affairs and practice with Lao Cao.

However, Lao Cao's martial arts are quite extraordinary, and he is also an internal master, so Wu Zetian basically defeats more and wins less.

"Your Majesty, your skills are already quite extraordinary, but your skills are slightly inferior in fist and foot skills." Old Cao lowered his head and said, "But Your Majesty's skills are getting better and better. As the saying goes, one force will reduce ten times. I believe that it won't take long. Old I am not your opponent. Your Majesty's "True Dragon Kung Fu" has the energy to protect you, so even if you are slightly inferior in fist and foot skills, you will still be invincible."

"This "True Dragon Kung Fu" is truly mysterious. The more I practice, the more incredible I feel. There is also the Dragon Walk. If I hadn't been afraid of leaking the external stories, I would like to use the Dragon Walk every time I went to court."

"The supreme magical skills taught by Mr. Bai are naturally extraordinary. Besides, Your Majesty has a deep connection with immortality and a true dragon's heavenly posture. It is also unobstructed to practice. Even if someone else teaches by Mr. Bai, it is probably not so smooth."

"Although I have achieved a little success in practicing the True Dragon Art and the Dragon Walking Step in the recent past, as Mr. Bai said, picking flowers and flying leaves and walking in the wind, I don't know when I can practice it."

"Your Majesty, no matter what method you do, it takes time to deepen. It cannot be achieved overnight. Unless Mr. Bai directly imparts his skills, Mr. Bai himself is afraid that he will have obtained hard work for thousands of years. Your Majesty has now obtained the immortal fate, and he may not be able to ascend to the saint as Mr. Bai in the future."

"I understand what you said. OK, let's not talk about these things anymore. You still have the strength to practice with me for another half an hour."

Lao Cao smiled bitterly: "The old slave needs to adjust his breath for a quarter of an hour."

When Wu Zetian heard Lao Cao's words, she couldn't help but smile and nodded with a wry smile.

Although Lao Cao's kung fu is indeed far better than himself, his energy and recovery ability are far better than Lao Cao.

In addition to being diligent in my skills, I also have that jade pendant.

The more he had contact with the jade pendant, the more Wu Zetian felt that this jade pendant was a thing of the immortal family.

The ordinary treasure jade definitely has no such magical effect. Wu Zetian himself waved his fists and legs in the inner treasury, and Lao Cao watched Wu Zetian's practice.

Although Wu Zetian's skills in fist and feet are still rough and loose, every time he swung his fist and legs, he had a great atmosphere and had a natural breath. The more he looked at him, the more frightened he became.

My previous words actually mean a bit flattering, but now it seems that the skills my master practices are probably more terrifying than I imagined.

Wu Zetian gradually entered Kongming. Although Wu Zetian had just learned about martial arts, she began to gradually gain her own understanding.

Every punch is swinging with power, every kick can bring wind and clouds, and purple clouds appear on the body.

Suddenly, Wu Zetian's heart moved, and his fists turned into palms and pushed out. In an instant, the true energy of his palms gathered together and turned into a purple dragon and broke through the air.

The purple dragon was rumbling with the sound of dragon roar, and the dozen or so sandbags hanging in front were instantly shattered.

Wu Zetian and Lao Cao were all stunned. At this moment, the guards guarding the inside and outside the trunk heard the sound and rushed in.

"Protect the car...protect the car..."

After half a salary, Wu Zetian was surrounded by a group of people.

However, the guards did not see the assassin, and there were only Wu Zetian and Lao Cao at the scene.

"Your Majesty, I am late to protect you..." The general in front of the palace clasped his fists and apologized.

"It's okay, you guys retreat, there's no assassin." Wu Zetian carried his palms on his back, and there was a gentle momentum on his body, which made the general in front of the palace breathless.

The general in front of the palace himself couldn't understand what was going on. He had been following Wu Zetian for more than twenty years as the general in front of the palace, but he had never felt such a sense of oppression in Wu Zetian.

"I'm going to leave."

The general in front of the palace hurriedly left with the guards, and Wu Zetian then breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the dozen broken sandbags, my face couldn't hide my shock and suspicion.

"This...is this really what I did?"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, your magical power has made great progress. Now, even if you don't use your fists and feet, it is afraid that more than a hundred people will find it difficult to get into it."

Wu Zetian's face was also hard to hide his joy. Such magical skills were indeed unheard of. If it weren't for his great fortune and immortal fate, he would probably have no chance to see and possess it in his whole life.

"Old Cao, you might do it?" Wu Zetian asked.

"Your Majesty, I am incompetent. I have practiced Guiyin Gong for nearly eighty years. Although I can still release my true energy, at most I can knock someone away one meter away. However, Your Majesty's previous move, which broke through three meters away, would have exploded more than a dozen sandbags. If Your Majesty released it towards someone, I'm afraid it would be the same."

"Okay! When my magical power is achieved, I will personally lead the army to eliminate all the alien races!"

"Your Majesty, you must first settle the country when fighting foreign countries." Lao Cao reminded.

"I know this."

Wu Zetian nodded. Now that she has achieved some success in martial arts, she is even more happy. If it weren't for the need to cover up, she would have wanted to inform the whole world.

"Is there any news about Lingnan Road?"

"Your Majesty, Fei Ge, the person sent by Lao Nu, came back from sending a letter, saying that he had found clues about Zen Master Huineng, and I believe that more news will be sent back soon. Your Majesty, you still need to wait patiently for a while."

"Okay." Wu Zetian was in a better mood: "Is there anything happening in the Zhongxian Pavilion recently?"

"Several clinics in the city have planned a plan. They originally wanted to destroy the reputation of the immortal halls, but they were punished by Mr. Bai."

"Then you see, should I take action and deal with those people?"

"Your Majesty, since Mr. Bai is merciless and has not driven all the killings, I think you don't need to interfere."

"Yes, you can continue to watch the Immortal Hall. If there is something you can't handle, report it to me immediately."

"Your Majesty, for tonight's family dinner, Empress Wei said she was unwell and could not come."

"Well, I don't expect her to come anyway."

Although they are nominally mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Wu Zetian and Empress Wei are born rivals. Just as Empress Wei hated Wu Zetian to the core, Wu Zetian also wished to tear Queen Wei into pieces.

Empress Wei never participated in this monthly family dinner.

Wu Zetian took two hours a day to practice the exercises, and then returned to the imperial study room to review the memorials.

I happened to see Master Dao standing in front of the imperial study, looking like he was waiting for him.

"I've seen Your Majesty." When Dao saw Wu Zetian coming back, he immediately stepped forward to salute.

In the palace, only Dao Ye was able to let Wu Zetian return the gift.

"Master Dao, is there something important?"

"Your Majesty, what magic pills have you taken recently? Why is your energy so full?" Master Dao looked at Wu Zetian in confusion, his face full of confusion.

"Haha... I rarely stayed up late recently. Maybe I had more rest time and had much more energy." Wu Zetian said with a smile.

"No... Your Majesty, the energy and spirit I am talking about is not energy, but the three things: Tianyuan, Life and Opportunity. Your Majesty seems to have changed their fortune, fortune, and fortune, and fortune. It seems that they have changed. It's strange... I have never heard of such a strange thing."

Master Dao's face was full of incredibleness, and he kept looking at Wu Zetian.

If the others were staring at Wu Zetian like this, it would probably be that Wu Zetian would have to directly snatch the other party's eyes.

However, this Taoist Master is different. He is a very high-ranking figure in the Xuanmen Taoist Buddhism. Even Wu Zetian should be respectfully called Taoist Master.

Wu Zetian saw Dao Master’s magical channel method with his own eyes. Speaking of which, he was very happy over the years, thanks to Dao Master’s suggestions, so Wu Zetian also respects Dao Master very much.

What Master Dao is best at is observing the appearance of people. However, he hasn't seen him for many days. However, he found that Wu Zetian's luck was as bright as before, and the cypress myrtle energy on his body flourished from the inside out.

If it weren't for the fact that Dao Master assisted Wu Zetian all year round, he would almost have thought that the person in front of him was a fake.

"What did Master Dao see?"

"Can this throne really change a person's fortune telling and change his fate another day? Master Dao's face was full of confusion."

Master Dao seemed a little dazed, and even forgot about Wu Zetian's identity, surrounded Wu Zetian and kept checking.

"It's really weird... Your Majesty's luck seems to be growing all the time."

"I am the emperor, so why should I grow my luck?"

"Your Majesty, the luck in the world is so great that even the nobles of heaven can only get a trace. A true dragon emperor like Your Majesty will gather one point in the world. It is difficult to get one more point. If you have one more point, your life span will be one less point, but Your Majesty is just the opposite."

"Why is it said that the emperor's luck is one more minute and his life span is one less minute?"

"Anyone who has great fortune will be envied by heaven because of his own talent. For example, Emperor Ying Zheng of Qin unified the Central Plains and possessed five points of luck in the world, but he could not bear these five points of luck in the end, and he would not die well. These five points of luck dissipated and the world was chaotic again. Then Liu Bang got two of the luck in the past, Xiang Yu got that luck in that luck, and Liu Bang finally won the world because of one more luck, but eventually died under the rampage. Besides, Emperor Taizong of Li Tang was so wise and half more luck in the end, and one less life span. This is the balance of heaven. If every wise and powerful emperor of Shenwu will be for generations, then the balance of heaven will probably be broken."

"Then my luck will reduce my life span?" Wu Zetian couldn't help but become nervous.

"This is what I am most surprised about. Your Majesty's luck is not as if it were to crush Your Majesty. Instead, it is complemented by the true dragon aura on Your Majesty's body. If this goes on, Your Majesty may be able to live better than the old Taoist, and it is even more difficult to live a hundred years. Not only that, if you can restore the Central Plains, your luck will increase again, and your life span will increase greatly. It's really weird..."

"Haha...so that's it." Wu Zetian laughed: "If I can revitalize the world, I can increase my life span?" (To be continued.)
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