The night is getting quieter and quieter, and the goose-feather snowflakes are whistling continuously with the cold wind.
A small mountain town in Longxi, the valley at the entrance of the town was crowded with people just one day ago.
Under the power of God, all that remains are the ashes and dust all over the ground.
As the wind and snow became stronger and stronger, in the blink of an eye the ashes on the ground were covered with white snow.
Looking far into the distance, there is a vast expanse between heaven and earth.
But miraculously, half of the old locust tree in the center of the barn survived.
Looking carefully, half under the old locust tree, the body of a young man who had not been covered by the wind and snow was lying there flatly.
The slight rise and fall of his chest showed that the young man had not lost his life.
But in this kind of weather, if the boy cannot wake up from his coma in time, he will eventually turn into an ice and snow sculpture.
Crunch...crunch...
I don't know how much time passed, but most of the boy's body was covered by snowflakes, but he still showed no tendency to wake up, but there was a sound in the wind and snow.
This kind of sound is familiar to people who have been living in the ice and snow of the North all year round.
This is the sound of people stepping on snow.
As the crunching sound became louder and louder, a burly figure faintly appeared in the wind and snow.
Before the figure came close, the surrounding wind and snow dispersed in all directions, as if encountering a tiger descending from the mountain.
The figure walked to the old locust tree, looked around with a pair of tiger eyes, and suddenly saw the young man's body under the tree. He walked quickly for a few steps, walked to the young man, looked at it slightly, and immediately stretched out his hand.
With his big hands, he carefully held the young man's body in his arms, then turned around and left quickly against the wind and snow.
...
When Ying Zheng woke up, he felt a severe headache.
But the muscles and skin all over his body felt filled with infinite power.
It was as if a child suddenly got into the body of a peerless strong man.
That kind of contradictory feeling made him want to stand up involuntarily and vent his anger.
The body has not yet lifted up, nor has reason returned.
His actions were interrupted by a sudden burst of pain in his mind.
Countless chaotic thoughts came one after another like comic strips and were stuffed into his mind.
It's like a memory, but also like another person's life experience: the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Ling Emperor, the Yellow Turban Army, the Great Qin Dynasty, the descendants of the ancestral dragon, burning sacrifices to heaven...
This complicated information almost made Ying Zheng's mind explode. The arm he had just raised softened and he lowered it, and he hummed slightly.
The consciousness collided, and the sudden outpouring of chaotic thoughts kept colliding with and merging with his twenty-two years of memory. If it weren't for the iron consciousness he had acquired through more than twenty years of martial arts training, and his usually monotonous life experience, this would have been impossible.
His consciousness may have been broken by that time, and he became another vegetative case in the history of medicine.
But even so, Ying Zheng only gradually regained consciousness after enduring the pain of marrow extraction for a whole day and night.
“Incredible.”
After his consciousness stabilized, Ying Zheng sighed involuntarily, and then a trace of expectation appeared on his lips.
He took off the clothes on his chest and looked at the small tiger-shaped sign on his chest that had become one with himself, and couldn't help but smile.
"I didn't expect you to have such great abilities and background."
It turned out that the small iron plate that Ying Zheng carried close to his body was the tiger talisman, a national treasure passed down from the Qin Empire.
After thousands of years, it has been passed down to Ying Zheng's generation. In addition to knowing that this is something belonging to his ancestors and cannot be lost, he just treats it as a small pendant and wears it with him.
This time, Ying Zheng has accumulated more than 20 years of experience. By coincidence, while practicing martial arts, he sensed an opportunity and wanted to break through the limits of mankind. However, in modern times, the spiritual energy dissipated and martial arts declined. Even though Ying Zheng has an unprecedented solid foundation, and in
The right time and location came about by chance and all the money was spent on preparation.
In the end, it still aroused the jealousy of heaven. Under the power of two thunders, even if the time, place and people were favorable, it could only turn into ashes.
Fortunately, the modern spiritual energy dissipated, the power of heaven was greatly reduced, and the blood cocoon outside Ying Zheng's body was thick enough. Due to many opportunities, he not only blocked the first sky thunder, but also activated due to the spilled thunder spiritual power.
He picked up the tiger talisman treasure on his chest.
The tiger talisman has a spirit and spontaneously protects its master. When it finds that it cannot completely protect Ying Zheng under the power of God, it activates the energy accumulated over thousands of years and breaks open the space, intending to protect Ying Zheng and escape.
However, due to the dissipation of spiritual energy, modern space is extremely unstable. In addition, the energy accumulated by the Tiger Talisman for thousands of years is filled with a strong power of time, and the space channel has become a space-time tunnel.
The most coincidental thing is that in Ying Zheng's previous life, Ying Zige was sacrificed to heaven by fire by soldiers and ruffians, which is an eternal regret.
Under the guidance of Tianji's spiritual consciousness, Ying Zheng, led by Hu Fu, traveled through time and space and came to the Tianji Valley Field in Xiaoshan Town in the sixth year of Zhongping.
After traveling through thousands of years, Hu Fu understood that Ying Zheng and Ying Zi Ge were originally one person, so he took Ying Zheng and rushed towards Ying Zi Ge in the fire with the help of infinite energy.
Energy, spiritual consciousness, thunder, time and space, anyway, under the hodgepodge of all kinds of power, Ying Zheng and Ying Zige, two people whose past and present lives were thousands of years apart, completely merged into one.
At the same time, under this unprecedented opportunity, under the tempering of various forces, their fused bodies not only eliminated all impurities, but also became the innate martial arts golden body that martial arts practitioners dream of. Their vitality was greatly increased, and their mental power also became extremely powerful.
human existence.
It can be said that the current Ying Zheng, whether he is practicing martial arts, following the path of an unparalleled military commander, or studying literature and classics, and following the path of an excellent counselor, he is a unique talent.
Let's not talk nonsense. Besides, after Ying Zheng sorted out the situation he was in now in his mind, he couldn't help but close his eyes and think deeply.
"According to the memory and the information from the Tiger Talisman, it is impossible to go back, and I have no intention of going back. The modern spiritual energy has dissipated and the martial arts has declined. Even if I exhaust my efforts, I will only get to that step at most, and in the end I will attract the gods.
Changed and suffered a blow from the sky.
According to memory, in this era, the top generals seemed to have incredible fighting abilities. The so-called "enemy of ten thousand people" is no longer an adjective. This is the benefit brought by the abundant spiritual energy in the world. Even those so-called magicians in modern times
Techniques and secret formations have become real things now. In addition to being extremely resourceful and resourceful, top counselors basically all have their own unique secret techniques. Having a hundred thousand soldiers in their chests is not an empty talk.
Thinking of this, Ying Zige couldn't help clenching his fists, and his blood was surging.
"This is the world I should live in. The pinnacle of martial arts, the heroes of the late Han Dynasty. I am Ying Zheng, Ying Zige is here."
Ying Zige, who had made up his mind, would never have thought that reality is sometimes not as simple as imagined. Under the rolling wheel of history, even the most extraordinary military generals and proud heroes are nothing more than ants flying dust.
There are some things you don't want to bear, but you have to bear. Even Ying Zheng, who is devoted to martial arts, has to go with the flow of history.
What's more, his fusion of two lives, Ying Zige's identity, is already destined, martial arts will only be a small part of his life, after all, he is not just him at this time.
