Rebirth of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wei Xiaobao Becomes a God

Zheng Keshuang was so frightened that he didn't know what to do and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He kowtowed and cried, "Father, I did not murder you. You were already terminally ill at the time. I just wanted to relieve you of your pain..."

"Zheng Keshuang murdered his father!" Everyone was muttering in their hearts, feeling shocked and angry.

However, what is even more puzzling is where his elder brother Zheng Kezang went? Is it true that he killed his brother and father to usurp the throne as the rumors say? The officials were secretly wondering.

"Keshuang, I died so tragically! Zang'er also died so tragically!" These eerie words once again spread throughout the palace, as if countless wronged souls were wandering in the air, making people shudder with fear.

The entire altar of the Temple of Heaven was shrouded in a strange atmosphere, appearing particularly eerie and terrifying.

"Who are you, you dare to play tricks here and use such despicable means!" A voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.

Feng Xifan's figure appeared on the sacrificial gate of the Temple of Heaven. His lightness skill was very impressive. He leaped lightly and flew over the sacrificial gate, landing steadily beside Zheng Keshuang.

Feng Xifan looked around, his eyes as sharp as a sword, and finally fixed on the tablet of the Emperor of Heaven.

He sneered and said, "Captain of the Elite Eagle Guards, do you want to come out obediently, or do you want me to kill you with one sword so that you can never come out to cause trouble again?"

His voice was chilling and frightening.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed behind the spirit tablet of the Emperor of Heaven, and a man in black tights appeared in front of everyone.

He was the commander-in-chief of the Elite Eagle Guard. He had a gloomy face and a gleam of revenge in his eyes.

"Haha, Feng Xifan, I thought you would hide, but I didn't expect you to come to my door yourself." The commander-in-chief laughed.

Feng Xifan's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "I wanted to cut you into pieces, but considering your loyalty to the Zheng family, I will spare your life as long as you surrender."

"Hmph, Feng Xifan, stop pretending to be so righteous. You aided and abetted the tyrant and assisted Zheng Keshuang in killing his brother and father. You are simply an unforgivable criminal." The commander-in-chief pointed at Feng Xifan with his eyes wide open and cursed.

"How dare you slander the young prince? You will never leave the Temple of Heaven alive today." Feng Xifan was so angry that he was shaking all over. His eyes were blazing with fire and he wished he could kill the commander-in-chief immediately.

As soon as Feng Xifan finished speaking, he turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the commander-in-chief at an astonishing speed.

The commander-in-chief's strength was obviously far behind Feng Xifan's. Knowing that he could not confront him head-on, he could only quickly dodge to the side.

At this moment, dozens of elite Eagle Guards filed out from the inner hall at the top of the Temple of Heaven and pounced on Feng Xifan without hesitation.

Facing so many enemies, Feng Xifan remained calm, he waved the sword in his hand, and countless sword energies crisscrossed, instantly forcing back all the Elite Eagle Guards who rushed up.

Then, he swung his hand back, and dozens of plum blossom needles rained down on the group of elite Eagle Guards like a rainstorm.

These plum blossom needles seemed to have eyes and flew towards the foreheads of the Elite Eagle Guards.

The Elite Eagle Guards hurriedly used their weapons to block, but nearly half of them fell to the ground due to slow blocking speed or insufficient strength.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xifan, holding a long sword and performing the Plum Blossom Step, moved freely among this group of elite Eagle Guards.

His movements were light and nimble, like a nimble butterfly dancing.

Every attack was accurate and accurate, easily hitting the enemy's vital points, making it difficult for the Elite Eagle Guards to fight back.

Feng Xifan was known as the best fighter in Dongzhou Island, and was called "One Sword Without Blood" by people in the martial arts world. This title was not undeserved, but because his swordsmanship was superb, not only as fast as lightning, but also extremely fierce and accurate.

He could use the tip of his sword to lightly touch the enemy's acupuncture points, causing them to lose their combat effectiveness or even die instantly without shedding a drop of blood. This unique sword technique was feared by everyone.

Only five minutes had passed, and the group of elite Eagle Guards that had rushed out from the Inner Altar Hall had been completely wiped out, with no one left standing.

Their bodies were lying all over the ground, the scene was extremely tragic.

"Commander-in-chief, now it's your turn!" Feng Xifan roared, his voice like a loud bell, echoing throughout the Temple of Heaven.

He flashed and rushed towards the commander-in-chief.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Feng Xifan.

It was a woman, dressed in a green Taoist robe, with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance, like a fairy from heaven, not of this world.

Her left arm was empty, and the clothes spool fluttered in the wind. She gently waved the clothes spool, and the endless force surged out like a raging wave.

Feng Xifan was hit by this force and his body flew backwards violently. He retreated more than ten steps before he staggered to his feet.

His face was filled with astonishment, and he looked at the otherworldly woman in front of him in disbelief.

"Who are you? How dare you stop me?" Feng Xifan frowned, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him, feeling an unprecedented pressure from the other person.

"Huh! Feng Xifan, as an official of the Ming Dynasty, you don't even recognize this princess?" After saying that, she looked at the civil and military officials on the steps of the central ring of the Temple of Heaven and said slowly: "I am Zhu Mianzhu, the Princess Changping of the former Ming Dynasty, known as Nun Jiunan in the Jianghu."

Nun Jiunan's voice was cold, and her tone was filled with a bit of disdain and majesty.

When the officials in the audience heard this name, they were immediately shocked. Some of the former Ming Dynasty veterans were so excited that they burst into tears. They stared at the woman on the stage with wide eyes in disbelief.

In my memory, Princess Changping Zhu Mianzhu came like a fairy descending to earth.

"Princess Changping! It's really Princess Changping!" Someone cried with joy and shouted excitedly.

"Thank God! Princess Changping is back!" Someone else couldn't help but burst into tears.

These former Ming loyalists climbed up the stone steps of the Temple of Heaven one after another, their faces full of excitement and joy, tears sparkling in their eyes, and their hearts filled with happiness and anticipation, as if lost children had finally found their mother.

"Princess Changping! I've been waiting for you to come!" An old man burst into tears. His body was trembling as he tried to climb the stairs, but he fell several times because he was too excited.

"Princess, you have to stand up for the Ming Dynasty!" Another old man couldn't help crying. His voice was old and sad, which made people feel pity.

.........

These exiled people cried loudly and their cries echoed around the Temple of Heaven, making people feel endless sadness and helplessness.

Nun Jiunan stood on the Temple of Heaven, quietly looking down at the old people kneeling below. Her eyes were cold and firm, as if she had seen through the vicissitudes of life.