He was killed in Shengjing for a night, and it was not until the fifth o'clock in the morning that Yang Yi returned to the inn where he was to rest.

On the second day of arrival, Shengjing City was in chaos, and the leaders of all races, large and small, were basically killed by Yang Yi. Now there is no leader in the group. These little people below are silent. In panic, they did not expect to search for the murderer. Instead, Yang Yi stayed leisurely in the inn for a long time before walking out of Shengjing City with a swagger.

After leaving Shengjing, Yang Yi felt relieved and said to himself: "In this world, more than three years have passed. In the past three years, he has fought thousands of miles, killed corrupt officials, eliminated bullies, and killed countless people. Now he has killed the leaders of the Tartars, Huang Taiji, Dorgon and others. All his actions are based on his original intention. Now that he has achieved this step, he has achieved the merits of success."

"What will happen to the Ming Dynasty in the future depends on the current rulers' means. I have done enough for them, and it depends on their own luck!"

After thinking about this, I suddenly felt that my family was in love, "It's time to go back here!"

Just as a thought arose, his whole body suddenly shook, and a white light flashed, rolling up Yang Yi's body and breaking through the air. When Yang Yi came to his senses, he found that he had arrived in the bronze hall. In front of him was the bronze gate with the words "The golden snake sword is unusable."

"Ah? Are you back?"

Yang Yi was stunned and then overjoyed: "I'm finally back!"

I looked at the bronze gate in front of me and tried to push it up, but I couldn't push it anymore. "Does this bronze gate still have time to cool down?"

Yang Yi guessed for a long time and couldn't figure it out. Then he walked a few steps in the bronze hall. He looked at the fonts written on each gate and found that some of the doors said: "The Lord Lord hugged the beauty and smiled", some said: "The flying knife of Xiao Li was no one to hide", some said: "The statue of Xiangshuai stole the white jade in the night", and some said: "The pharmacist pressed the jade flute in the blue sea", and each door had seven-character sentences.

Yang Yi looked at these sentences, and the more he looked, the more he looked familiar, and the more he read, he suddenly remembered: "This is a limerick poem I wrote!"

He was the first to read martial arts novels. He was bored and wrote some limerick poems, which were written after he recalled the martial arts classics he had read.

At this time, the whole poem had already appeared in his mind:

The Heaven Sword and Dragon Slaying to the World,

The black iron without a sharp edge is accompanied by the eagle.

Nine Yin and Nine Yang are rare in the world,

Dugu Nine Swords have high sword skills.

Xiao Feng shot out the Dragon Subduing Palm,

The pharmacist presses the jade flute in the blue sea.

The white horse in Jiangnan left frustrated,

The flying foxes in the north guard the treasures.

The golden snake sword is useless,

The red flower heroes are ridiculous.

A song of laughter and hidden in the mountains,

Liancheng's sword technique moves the heroes.

Xiangshuai Night Stealing White Jade Statue,

The sword god smiled and Xiaofeng ran away.

Xiao Li's flying knife is no one to hide,

Seven weapons against the twin heroes.

Ziling was drunk and fell into Emperor Stepping Peak.

Kou Zhong raised the knife in the well.

The eagle takes a horse and breaks through the void,

The evil spirit of the magician has a high fighting spirit.

The moon blocks the river and leaves the world,

Ren Xiaoyao jumped out of the chess game.

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At this moment, compared with the sentences on the bronze gate, Yang Yi found that although the sentences on the gate had changed, the meaning remained unchanged. It was the limerick poem he wrote at the beginning.

This oil poem was written by him when he was bored in prison. After writing, he pressed the bronze bell hanging around his neck on the table. Later, after putting away the bronze bell, the manuscript of the poem was gone. He also asked the prison guards and inmates at that time, but said that he had not seen it. This was not a big deal, and he forgot it afterwards.

But how does this poem appear in this bronze hall now?

Yang Yi was puzzled, "I am reborn through time. Did the poem I wrote also come with me? This is a bit unreasonable."

Suddenly I thought of something: a bronze bell!

When I was dying, there was a bronze bell hanging around my neck. After I finished writing the limerick poem, the thing I used to press the paper was the bronze bell!

"No wonder this hall is bronze!"

"If it was exactly what I expected, the reason why I was reborn and reincarnated was also on the bronze bell I accompanied. The space I am in now should also be inside the bronze bell!"

Thinking about it this way, all the questions can be explained clearly. I just don’t know why this bronze bell transformed the limerick poems he wrote into bronze portals, and formed real worlds one by one.

"In myths and legends, the Chaos Bell of Donghuang Taiyi is the gateway to all worlds. Could it be that the bronze bell I carried with me in my previous life is something like the Chaos Bell?"

However, this kind of thing is beyond the reach of ordinary people, so I can only leave it to you later.

After strolling around the various gates, I suddenly found a blank gate. There was nothing on the bronze gate, just a bare gate, which looked extremely abrupt compared to the other gates.

"Hey? What does this mean?"

For the other gates, just by looking at the sentences written on it, Yang Yi already knows the martial arts world corresponding to the gate. But this gate with nothing is inconspicuous.

Looking at this gate, Yang Yi became curious: "I want to see what kind of world is here!"

Yang Yi approached the bronze gate with both hands and raised his arms hard, and found that the bronze gate had just shook slightly and did not rise.

"Does the force used to push open each bronze door vary?"

Yang Yi didn't believe in evil luck and had a full strength. He shouted loudly and raised it suddenly. This time the bronze gate slowly rose reluctantly. Yang Yi's arms trembled constantly. After he raised the bronze gate above his head, he could no longer hold on. At this moment, the familiar white light tongue flashed, dragging Yang Yi into it.

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The eyes were a table. In front of the table was a tall and thin man, with a sharp face, but at this moment he was confused, his eyes were not focal, and he seemed to be immersed in his thoughts. Behind him was a middle-aged man who was almost the same as him. He was a man with a great temperament, as if he was a god, with a calm expression. At this moment, he was holding one hand on his back and holding a pen in the other hand to write and draw on the back of the tall and thin middle-aged man. Every move had an indescribable charm. When Yang Yi arrived, he had just finished writing the last stroke. When Yang Yi's eyes fell on him, the middle-aged man holding a brush in his hand said "ah" and looked at Yang Yi.

After being looked at by the middle-aged man, Yang Yi felt that he was in his eyes, with no secret at all. It seemed that at first glance, his eyes had reached the deepest part of his heart, and he had a very deep understanding of himself in an instant!

Yang Yi was shocked and his mind was blank. This was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying character!

When Yang Yi was in a state of chaos, a white light suddenly flashed, rolled up and disappeared suddenly. In the white light, Yang Yi seemed to hear the middle-aged man holding the pen laughing: "It's interesting..."

Yang Yi shouted, turned over and sat up, and suddenly found that he had returned to the bedroom of the Grand Master's Mansion.
Chapter completed!