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In the distant Forbidden City, the giant purple and gold dragon that spreads for tens of thousands of miles roars towards Jinling. The old man sitting on the dragon chair does not even open his eyes. The young man kneeling on the ground prostrates himself in admiration. On the Great Wall that spreads for tens of thousands of miles, standing up with the pride of his family and country, the armored man looks on. Nanfang narrowed his eyes, and the monk in black sighed slightly, still mumbling some Buddhist scriptures. The unshaven young man pushed away the warm nephrite on his body, looked at the Mongolians desperately escaping downstairs, rubbed the black shackles on his wrists, and his eyes flashed: "This is the Ming Dynasty in my impression..." (Although it is the history of the Ming Dynasty, it actually incorporates elements of Xianxia, so everyone should read it as fictional history)