The vastness of the sky and the earth, the vastness of the sea of stars, even with all the eyes of the sky, there is no way to glimpse even one billionth of it.
Therefore, the shuttle between the two realms is the extremely fast speed of heaven and earth. There is nothing comparable to it. Even in ancient times, it was a famous magical power.
But because of this, in the process of traveling between the two worlds, the oppression endured is beyond what ordinary people can bear.
In fact, if it were not for the special 'foundation building' of the Cauldron of Gluttony, Yang Yu himself would not be able to withstand the pressure of traveling between the two realms. He may be able to travel, but what comes across the realm is only a wisp of ghost.
Yang Yu came here alone, without anyone else, in addition to other considerations, this was also the reason.
But this time, things are different.
Buzz!
In the small courtyard, Yang Yu closed his eyes and fell into concentration. The next moment, he had already descended on the incarnation of Wu Jian.
The phantom of the seemingly non-existent bamboo building is exposed, resisting the huge pressure from the two worlds.
This phantom is only a thin layer, but it has not been shaken in the slightest despite all kinds of pressure and impact.
Wow!
Like a boat sailing against the current, with the sound of rolling waves, Yang Yu concentrated on sensing the approaching mountains and seas, and he couldn't help but think:
‘I don’t know, does this count as building the foundation again?’
…
…
Huhu~
The fierce cold wind blew heavy snowflakes, which fell on the earth, turning the mountains, rivers and land into a white frost.
Woohoo!
In the wind and snow, there were almost no pedestrians, but there were armored vehicles that looked like dragons running along the road, either pulling pedestrians or transporting various supplies.
"This is the armored vehicle that the 'Da Chu Imperial Court' spent all its efforts to lay out, is it Chidao?"
At the head of Longyuan City in the cold wind, a group of people stood side by side. The clothes and language of two of them had a strong overseas style.
"Brother Leng is wrong!"
A Confucian scholar in green shirt was quite proud:
"When Grandfather Taizu was not yet prosperous, we in Longyuan City already had chariots and chariots. It has been more than forty years now!"
"More than forty years?"
The middle-aged man who was called "Brother Leng" nodded:
"We went from the entrance to the Beihai Sea to the Great Wall and entered the customs. What we saw along the way was that it took more than ten years to complete, but more than forty years, which is about the same..."
Looking at the armored vehicles passing by, Leng Ao couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.
More than sixty years ago, he followed his elders to the Ming Dynasty, and what he saw and heard was completely different from what he saw now. The changes were so great that he couldn't help but marvel.
The Great Chu Tiangongyuan has made countless changes to the world, and armored vehicles are just one of them, such as circular light mirrors, messenger talismans, thunderbolts and fire bombs, etc., which have already spread to every city.
"Nothing more than that!"
The woman standing side by side said coldly:
"What a similar thing, we have it overseas more than a hundred years ago, and it can be driven by ordinary people. It is ten times more convenient than this so-called armored car!"
"Overseas refugees have soft bones but hard mouths!"
As soon as the woman spoke, the expressions of several people including Leng Ao changed, and the Confucian scholar in blue sneered even more.
"you!"
"My sister-in-law is abrupt, please don't take offense at her!"
Leng Ao bowed down to apologize, feeling bitter in his heart.
There was a time when he was just like his sister, disdainful of all the countries on land.
But overseas at that time, there were swarms of armored fleets, strong ships and powerful guns, and the wealth was far greater than on land.
But now, all the overseas islands have been capsized by the sea, and there is really nothing to boast about...
"We must remember the purpose of our coming!"
Seeing that his sister still wanted to refute, Leng Ao couldn't help but send a message to reprimand him, and then he raised his head and looked at the blue-robed Confucian scholar:
"Brother Zhang, I don't know when to introduce that noble person to us..."
"Is that noble man someone you can meet whenever you want?"
The green-shirted Confucian scholar was still angry. If these overseas barbarians hadn't been so generous, he would have wanted to walk away at this moment.
"Zhang Yuren, how dare you..."
The woman was furious.
"Brother Zhang, you might as well say it directly..."
Pulling his girl, Leng Ao smiled bitterly and lowered his head.
The green-robed Confucian scholar snorted softly and stood with his hands behind his back: "You two are here for your family's leader, right?"
"Um?!"
Leng Ao's heart tightened, and then he calmed down:
"good!"
"There are many masters overseas. For example, Jiang Wuxu has been famous for more than a hundred years, so why not ask him for help?"
Zhang Yuren paced with his hands behind his back:
"Your Majesty has the style of Taizu today, and his magical powers are unparalleled in the world. Although you have many overseas martial saints, how can you dare to offend Long Wei?"
While pacing, he turned his head:
"The leader of your family has committed a big taboo by spreading the 'heliocentric heresy'. In the whole world, only this noble man of my family can save him!"
"Save who?"
In the cold wind, there was a curious voice.
"Of course it's the leader of the Heliocentric Cult, Li Lue... who?!"
Zhang Yuren subconsciously replied half a sentence, his expression suddenly changed, but as soon as he turned around, he fell to his knees with a 'pop', trembling:
"Auntie..."
Aunt?
Hearing this title, everyone including Leng Ao changed their expressions. They didn't even dare to raise their heads and fell to their knees one after another, sweating profusely.
In this world, the only person Zhang Yuren can call his aunt is the confidante of Taizu Taizu in the past, the successor of King Zhao of Xifu, and the current ‘King Longyuan’...
"Heliocentric Sect? When did such a sect appear in the world again?"
Wearing red clothes and walking in the wind and snow, Yu Fengxian gently turned the handle of Yanyue's knife and his eyes fell on Leng Ao.
"Go back..."
Leng Ao was surprised and happy. Just as he was about to say something, he saw that King Long Yuan had taken out a circular light mirror.
"The overseas sect is no better than the Lisheng Cult of the past? The leader Li Lue single-handedly entered the northwest imperial city and was defeated by the wheel of life and death..."
Yu Fengxian was a little surprised. When did Yang Jian create such a unique skill?
She was a little curious, but she still interrupted Leng Ao:
"The Great Beginning has its own laws! The leader of yours secretly spread his faith in the front, and disturbed the emperor in the back. The extent of his crime will only be known after the trial of the three halls..."
"Um?"
call!
As soon as the words came out, Yu Fengxian had disappeared on the city wall. When several people looked around, they could only see a red shadow.
Buzz!
With the strong wind caused by the high speed under the strong pressure, Yu Fengxian carefully put down the Yanyue Sword:
"Son, are you awake?"
In the quiet little house, a child who looked like three or four years old yawned and rolled his eyes:
"if not?"
"you you……"
Hearing the reply that was different from usual, Yu Fengxian subconsciously wanted to press the knife, but soon realized that this was the son of the future talking to him...
"Eldest son?"
"What about the eldest son and the younger son..."
Looking at his mother, Henry Zhang sighed very tiredly:
"Mom, take me to the northwest city..."
"Going to Northwest City?"
Yu Fengxian was stunned:
"Where are you going? You are so young..."
Henry Zhang dressed himself:
"He is coming back, why don't you go see him? As for me, I have to save someone..."
"He, he's coming back?"
Yu Fengxian, who was stammering, turned red in the face at the sight of her son, and quickly changed the subject with a dry cough: