The Unscrupulous Veterinarian Chapter 214 The Famous Yang Yanzhao
The famous Yang Yanzhao
As Murong Feng's voice fell, the middle-aged man had already burst into tears. The man didn't shed tears lightly, just because he was not sad! Thousands of years of loneliness, thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of grievances, no one can tell, suddenly seeing
When you go to your hometown, can you not remember and sigh with emotion in your heart?
Especially in this other world, how difficult it is to meet fellow villagers, with continuous oppression and countless deaths and injuries of tribesmen. What on earth is this? Isn’t it the continuation of the hatred of the ancestors? The hundreds of millions of years of blood debt between Taoism and China is no longer
It can be described in words, and future generations can follow the footsteps of their ancestors, fight against the sky and the earth, and kill all enemies who stand in their way.
"Is my brother from the later generations? How far has China's martial arts developed! Did I also ascend to this world in recent years? My family's martial arts must have developed to its peak! Otherwise, with my humble age,
How can you break the void and enter here?" The middle-aged man's face was a little excited, but his eyes were still full of tears.
"Soaring through the sky, reaching the pinnacle of martial arts, they are all bullshit. The martial arts of our clan has been discontinued long ago. What is passed down now is just some empty airs and has no lethality. Moreover, other people have completely appeared on the stars of our clan.
A road, anyway, it is a road that you don’t understand, hey! I have been here for five or six years, and I really want to go home and have a look. Our hard work has no effect. We want to bring back the Chinese nation.
The prestige of the ancient times. Only when all the people practice martial arts and let our people strive for self-improvement can we avenge the emperor and end the hatred of hundreds of millions of years. In heaven and earth, in the sky of the universe, China is the only place where Shinto is revered. This is my goal.
It's not just trivial matters like killing the King of Chu." Murong Feng's eyes held a shocking domineering look. It was hard to imagine that this young man actually carried such an ambition. Perhaps only under such pressure can he create a supreme figure.
Genius appears!
"Senior, the Chu State is indeed extraordinary. There are a few of us who are authentic members of the same clan. Can we unite together to discuss future strategies? Otherwise, if we just spread out like this, we will be far away above the blue stars.
Billions of tribesmen will suffer a devastating blow." Murong Feng's expression showed a bit of worry.
"Brother, please stop calling me senior. Although I came thousands of years before you, there are not so many clichés among warriors. Among warriors, the master comes first. You and I should still treat each other as brothers.
, I, Yang Yanzhao, have a vague feeling that all the hopes of our Chinese clan fall on you." Yang Yanzhao's voice was somewhat calm, but he did not dare to replace it with the courtesy of a senior.
"What, you are Yang Yanzhao, Yang Liulang, and Marshal Yang. The Yang family of the Song Dynasty was full of loyal and loyal people, leaving endless emotions for future generations. All the Yang family members were killed in battle, but the women and children of the Yang family were not inferior to the men, even the Liao Dynasty.
The enemy general also sincerely admires him. It is a pity that the Song Emperor was incompetent and listened to the slander of the traitor, which made the Yang family almost extinct! Marshal Yang, weren't you killed in battle? How did you come to this world?" Murong Feng jumped up in shock.
, with endless reverence in his eyes.
Yang Liulang, Marshal Yang! When future generations mention the father and eight sons of the Yang family, who doesn’t give a thumbs up? They are famous and earth-shattering, leaving endless regrets and anger to future generations! What’s a pity is that all the loyal members of the Yang family
, the anger was due to the incompetence of the monarch of the Song Dynasty. In the Battle of Jinshatan Beach, one father and eight sons of the Yang family died and disappeared.
"Ha! Little brother, you don't have to be like this. It's just a false name. I have thought it through for thousands of years. However, the records of the world are inevitably biased, but most of the content is relatively consistent. I did die in battle, but the resentment of my soul after death is difficult to prove.
, forcibly escaped from the six paths of reincarnation, came to this world, took away the soul, and later practiced the Yang family's Blue Blood Blue Sky Art, which no one in the Yang family has been able to practice. As for the name of Marshal Yang, he cannot be mentioned anymore, and he will be called it from now on.
Just say Brother Yang Liu, and I will be satisfied. Being able to see such a genius in your future generations will not be in vain for me, Yang Liulang, to not be reincarnated after his death. When I come here, at least I have seen hope for the future."
Yang Yanzhao's eyes were calm and gentle, but heroes are old and depressed. When a general goes to the battlefield, he should hide his corpse and build a great cause, instead of building this small killer group, which is not good at all.
"Okay, I, Murong Feng, won't be pretentious. I hope that when I return to China in the future, I won't let hundreds of millions of people beat me to death with stones. I actually recognized the famous Marshal Yang Yanzhao as my eldest brother. How is this?
So proud! The sixth brother is on top. Please accept your respects from me. I have a request. No matter what, please come out again. I want to establish a force belonging to China, compete with the Taoist sect for luck, and let my Chinese clan come to the sky in a fair and just way.
, instead of just living like this." Murong Feng's royal aura flickered again, and the invisible aura had affected this prestigious marshal.
"Brother, Sixth Brother does not doubt your ability. You are a person with great opportunities, but we lack too many things. There are no fairy stones, no magic pills, and no weapons. How to build a force? If brother can really build an army
If you want an army of one million, lend me, Yang Yanzhao, 100,000 men, and I will help you level the path and achieve supreme prestige." Yang Yanzhao has already agreed to Murong Feng's request in disguise, to help achieve unparalleled prestige and allow the Huaxia clan to achieve ancient glory again.
The power of the gods.
"Ha! It's not time for us to start a war with the Taoist sect. In the future, I will go to the Tianmo Sect and borrow millions of troops from the Southern Wilderness to be trained by my eldest brother. But this is an external force after all. If there is an army belonging to my Chinese clan, I will
Well, if you can go back and pass down some skills, it won't take thousands of years for the strong men of the Huaxia clan to ascend here one after another, and then it will be the time for us to start a full-scale war with the Taoist sect." Murong Feng
After saying this, he looked tired and shook his head. After all, this idea was too far away.
"Brother, if you want to return to China, there is actually no way out. Deep in the distant starry sky, there are imprints left by the predecessors of the past generations when they ascended. If you can find these imprints, you can return to China through the ancient road in the starry sky. Here are some
The biographies left by our predecessors in ancient times are absolutely true, but the road to the ancient starry sky has disappeared and is hidden in the endless void, making it difficult to find." Yang Yanzhao once again revealed a secret, which made people's hearts fluctuate.
"The Starry Sky Ancient Road really has a chance to return again. I don't think Sixth Brother knows, but those two immortals must know that they must find a way to go back. Even if people can't go back, they can just send the skills back.
Leave a trace of mark, and those who are destined will naturally find it, eh!!"