"What, Li Zicheng!" The child's voice was not loud, but in Wang Lele's ears, it was like thunder: "What kind of world is this, and where are we?"
"Brother, hey, brother, talk! Have we arrived in ancient times? Oh, I remembered that the man named Wei Zhongxian was a great eunuch in the Ming Dynasty. We have gone back to the past, brother, okay! Too
Okay. Great."
Wang Lele was very excited. He pulled Wang Zhong's body and shook it vigorously, and asked the calm child again and again: "Your name is Li Zicheng, are you really the Li Zicheng? You are only a little bit old, so cute!"
Wang Lele saw that after Li Zicheng had bandaged Li Chengliang's wound, he was looking at the sky motionlessly, as if he was thinking about something. His little head shook, and the two horned girls trembled. After looking at the sky for a while, he heard Wang Lele clapping his hands and making noise, and raised his head.
His tone was a bit sophisticated, extremely inconsistent with his age, and there was a faint feeling of condescension, "Who are you? You don't dress like the Central Plains, nor do you look like the Mongols or Jurchens. Where do you come from?"
"Don't be ridiculous!" Pulling his sister, Wang Lele snorted and closed his mouth. He circled the index fingers of both hands and kept twirling them. His eyes glowed faintly, obviously planning something.
When Wang Zhong saw his sister like this, he didn't know what his old sister was planning.
He also had fluctuations in his heart. This world was obviously not his original world. There were too many mysteries in the universe, too mysterious. In a limited life, he could not even explore the corners. He looked up at the sky and suddenly found that Li Zicheng was sending out a series of shouts.
He kept his eyes fixed on himself even as he asked questions.
"Oh! You dare to ask me such a question?"
Wang Zhong and Li Zicheng looked at each other, their eyes narrowed and green, like a hungry wolf in the middle of the night.
Although Li Zicheng was born with an unusual aura in his bones that made people look at him with admiration, he was still young after all, and his surname was not comparable to that of Wang Zhong!
The two looked at each other. Li Zicheng trembled all over and blinked his eyelids, but he still stared at Wang Zhong hard without flinching. He looked very stubborn. His small mouth moved, but the words came to his lips, but he did not say them in the end.
"Brother, he is still a child, why did you scare him?" Wang Lele was unhappy, "If he is really that Li Zicheng, he will be a big shot in the future. If you scare him, be careful of revenge in the future."
Wang Zhong smiled, looked away, and patted the grass clippings off his sister: "Brother, I have killed a lot of big shots." After thinking about it, "The volcano erupted, and that stone tablet sent us to ancient times. This is also
There’s nothing surprising about it, it’s just a pity, it’s a pity, it’s not Zhang Sanfeng’s era.”
Wang Zhong suddenly had the feeling that you were born before I was born, and I was already old after you were born.
"Brother, this is the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. Don't worry. I have read history and know the direction of history. Besides, we have modern knowledge. We can definitely be emperor!" Wang Lele became more and more excited as he thought about it: "That's right.
, Brother, you seem to be studying literature and history, and you know better than me. I know you don’t want to be the emperor, but your sister wants to be Wu Zetian, so you must help me. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
Wang Zhong stared at the old girl with golden eyes in stunned silence. Without saying a word, he walked straight to the body of a big man in brocade clothes, touched his body, and found a fine copper token with a tiger head engraved on it. There were also
A few taels of scattered silver, a few grains of gold, all yellow and clear.
A Bin-iron snowflake waist knife, sheathed in sharkskin, once it is taken out of the sheath, gold and iron jingle, shining brightly.
There is also a barrel of iron arrows, with thirteen arrows. The arrows are sharp, with thin barbs, flashing blue light, and a fishy smell. I don’t know what kind of poison is smeared on it. An exquisite patterned iron bow,
Wang Zhong pulled hard, and it took at least seven to eight hundred kilograms of strength to pull it into the shape of a full moon.
"Here! Take it!" He gave Jia Yefeng's platinum sword to his sister, and took a waist knife himself. He put away the tokens, gold and silver, iron bows and arrows. "History is mysterious and unpredictable. How many people know how to do it?"
How can a historian who plays with pens and styluses interpret everything. Sister, don’t be delusional, the emperor is not that easy to become."
Li Zicheng finally understood the conversation between the brother and sister. Hearing the two men talk about being emperors unscrupulously, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, "Where do these two people come from? They are so bold. If someone hears them and accuses the official, they will be punished."
The whole family was beheaded."
Wang Lele was about to retort when he suddenly remembered that Wei Zhongxian could actually fly a sword just now. If Wang Zhong's Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword had blocked them, both of them would have died. "I wonder if Sister Nana, Zhang Yanran, and Sister Tong Ling are here too.
.How about we go find them, maybe they can be the emperor."
Wang Zhong shook his head, collected all the belongings of the big men in rich clothes, put them in a money bag, weighed it, and found out how many taels it weighed. It was enough to buy a lot of things, and then he put it away for Wang Lele.
I took off a piece of clean clothes and put them on, finally replacing the tiger skin on my body.
"Don't lose your gold and silver! No matter where you go, you can't be short of money."
Wang Lele nodded vigorously.
The two brothers and the sister were dividing the spoils when suddenly a loud roar came from behind. Wang Zhong looked back and saw Li Chengliang sitting up suddenly, with the poisonous arrow stuck in his shoulder, his whole body trembling, and the steam above his head was steaming.
There was another long roar, the sound penetrated the cracked stone and went straight into the clouds. The muscles on the shoulders surged like waves, squeezing and flicking, chi! The poisonous arrows were forced out by the internal force, and even the roots were inserted into the wet loose soil.
middle.
"Thank you for saving me, little friend!" Li Chengliang recovered his physical strength after the remaining poison on his body was gone. If Wang Zhong hadn't killed four people with the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword and frightened Wei Zhongxian away, Li Chengliang would not have been able to escape the murderous hand. "Where did you come from, little friend?
?But a disciple of Xuantian Shenglong Dao?"
Xuantian Shenglong Dao is an extremely mysterious sect in the Huguang area. Li Chengliang has only heard about it, but does not know that the power of the sword that Wang Zhong used just now is astonishing. There are many people in the world who use the sword to break through the air and kill people.
His kung fu skills were very limited. I looked at Wang Lele again, and it seemed that he didn't know how to do martial arts. Wang Zhong's martial arts skills were not very deep either. In addition, the two of them behaved strangely, so I couldn't help but become curious.
"I practice the martial arts of Xuantian Shenglong Dao!" Wang Zhong saw that Li Chengliang was very powerful in martial arts, and the snake saliva flag on his face was even more magical. He could actually restrain flying swords! Especially the "Book of Lu Ban" mentioned by Wei Zhongxian.
"Most of the Twenty-Four Histories are false, and most of the so-called true records are also false." "The sacred things of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors will make your head spin like snow after reading them in one day." These are the words of *. Besides, the theory of ghosts and gods has not existed since ancient times.
Jue Jue wrote in history. Wang Zhong naturally wanted to know the real situation.
Several people sat down and talked for a while. Wang Zhong learned that he was living in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, when Emperor Shenzong was on the throne. Li Chengliang was guarding Liaodong, but was impeached for his affairs, and was exempted from the Liaodong strategy, and was appointed by Wei Zhongxian.
Chasing him to seize his "Book of Lu Ban"
"Wei Zhongxian is a disciple of the most powerful old demon Yelu Jingwen in West Kongtong. Old Demon Yelu is very powerful in martial arts. It is said that he opened up the meridians throughout his body thirty years ago and reached the peak of refining qi. Now he is in West Kongtong.
He is in extreme seclusion, breaking through the legendary realm of refining qi to become a god, and cultivating the soul. It is said that he has already achieved it. Now he is about to come out of seclusion to join in the fun. He has made a five-cloud blood-slaying sword that can kill hundreds of miles.
You must be careful when taking someone's head." After talking about the general trend of the world for a while, Li Chengliang changed the subject, "Since you are a disciple of Xuantian Shenglong Dao, you must have come to join in the fun when you came to the outside world."
"There really are people who have reached the pinnacle of refining qi and transforming qi into spirit!" When Wang Zhong heard this, he was overjoyed. He couldn't describe it, but it was difficult to express it. He suddenly noticed the excitement in Li Chengliang's words and couldn't help but ask: "
What's so exciting?"
"Huh?!" Li Chengliang frowned and glanced at Wang Zhong strangely, his eyes flashing.
"We brothers and sisters have only been practicing martial arts for a short time. This time we came here to dig ginseng under the orders of our master. We don't know anything about the affairs in the world. So has Yelv Jingwen really reached the stage of refining qi and becoming a god?" Wang Zhong kept saying.
Pursuing the peak of one's destiny is just illusory and uncertain, but now that I heard that someone has actually reached the legendary realm, I can't help but want to go to the top of West Kongtong to experience it.
"Oh!" Li Chengliang listened to Wang Zhong's explanation and believed it a little, because the brother and sister were not very good at martial arts. Although Wang Zhong had a sword, it was a quick magic, "Xikongtong Old Demon Yelu Jingwen
Although powerful, the military strategist's way of combining yin and yang cannot compare to the three great Confucian masters Zhang Juzheng, Liu Zongzhou, and Huang Daozhou. Otherwise, Wei Zhongxian would not go to heaven? Have you ever heard of the No. 1 Demon in the World?"
"The best monster in the world?" Wang Zhong heard this in disbelief, and Wang Lele seemed to be listening to a story.
"In this world, there are as many strange people as the sands of the Ganges River, but most of them have never made their debut. There are hundreds of schools of Buddhism, Confucianism, military, Mohism, Yin and Yang, medicine, and magic. Since the Han Dynasty, Confucianism has flourished, and masters have emerged in large numbers.
All things have come and gone, and prosperity has never ceased, but the contention of a hundred schools of thought has never subsided, and even the general trend of the world, the replacement of emperors, is also among them!"
"With the rise of the Jurchens in Liaodong, the Aixinjueluo clan has shown its royal aura! The reason is that there is a peerless demon in the black water of Changbai Mountain, known as the Black Mountain Old Demon!"
"In the sixth year of Emperor Shizong's Jiajing reign, the great Confucian master Wang Yangming fought a decisive battle with the old demon of Heishan in the city of Hetuala. Wang Yangming was killed by the old demon of Montenegro, Yun Yuanshen. Our Ming Dynasty's luck has declined, and foreign races have repeatedly invaded our borders. This time His Majesty Shenzong invites
The three great masters of the Confucian sect once again challenged the old monster from Montenegro in the city of Hetuala, and this matter has caused a sensation in the world!"
"What, brother, our ancestors were killed by the Black Mountain Demon!"
Wang Lele screamed when he heard Li Chengliang say "Wang Yangming was killed by the old demon Yun Shen from Montenegro".