Listening to the fighting on the front line, Xu Zhi remained calm and continued to sharpen his Taoist heart. The goal of his trip this time was to clearly understand the Taoist heart. It was another seven or eight years and the war was almost in full swing, but it was still a tug of war.
However, Hu Rennong and Liu Wenjian made countless monarchs and emperors fearful.
Especially Liu Wenjian, the feared leader of Shushan and the mortal emperor, secretly assassinated more than 60 potion monarchs and epic professionals, which is extremely terrifying.
This mortal emperor has affected the entire battle situation, and the situation is rife.
But that's the front line, and it's too peaceful in the rear now.
In Will City, over the years, the reputation of the entire bar has gradually increased, but the bar has a very strange rule. It is limited to fifty guests per day. They must tell the bar owner about their life and experiences.
The rules are weird.
But countless people flock to it because the wine and dishes inside are so delicious.
Mohank's caravan is also growing bigger and bigger, and is famous throughout Well City. This is the rise of business opportunities for ordinary people. After all, the strong have entered the front line. Mohank can seize the opportunity. As a low-level professional, he can naturally
Take off on the wind.
Mohank, a rough and cheerful man, occasionally stopped to eat food and chat with Xu Zhi and talk about various interesting things.
In the past few years, he was high-spirited, gained friendships with nobles in various cities, and opened up trading channels. In the following years, he gradually reached the top of power in nearby cities. He no longer had anyone to fawn over. He enjoyed the pursuit of countless people and beautiful women.
, power, wine, and gradually began to complain again, saying that he wanted to retire and that he had made enough money, but the caravan already numbered three thousand people and had to rely on him to support him.
"When I was in my position, I found that I couldn't step down. There were too many obstacles. There were countless people's jobs behind me. And once I stepped down, it would probably be the time for my death," he said.
Another four years later, Mohank died on a woman's belly. After all, although he was heroic, he was rich and indulgent. Throughout the caravan base camp, Sheila's eyes were red. There were many men, women, and children in the entire camp, and bursts of sadness could be heard.
Cry.
The caravan had no connections with Mohank and quickly disbanded.
They were divided into four or five caravans, competing for fame and fortune. The freckle-faced girl Sheila was soon squeezed out of the center of power and was even hunted down the streets.
Xu Zhi was brewing wine in a bar. After hearing about this incident in the city, he sighed and watched the rise of the bold man, enjoying happiness, gradually sinking into power and beauty, and reaching the end of his life.
Although Xu Zhi is used to seeing a lot of this kind of life, having personal contact with it and becoming friends with it made him feel a lot more emotional.
"In the blink of an eye, it's been more than ten years."
"The path of Taoism depends on the soul and state of mind. But after more than ten years of hard work, I need a chance to break through. I can take a beating from society. Anyway, it doesn't matter if I am beaten to death." Xu Zhi was very calm.
He was sitting in front of the bar, wiping his wine glass, and suddenly he frowned and looked out the window.
“Cut the grass and root out the roots!”
In the alley, a group of killers chased him quickly.
Sheila was still as short, fat and dark as before, running wildly with a look of panic.
boom!
The three of them collapsed suddenly.
Sheila turned her head to look with a horrified expression, and then looked up again. She saw striped pillars with dark vine lace on both sides, and a round arch in the center with the word "Phoebe's Bar" written on it.
Sheila walked into the door, fell to her knees with a bang, and spit out blood, "Uncle Messiah, can you help me kill the enemies who took away our caravan?"
Sheila does not have the qualifications to practice fusion potions, so she has always been an ordinary person.
The patrons in the bar looked sideways.
"I won't help you kill anyone," Xu Zhi said.
The guests around him began to sigh and feel a little regretful.
Everyone knows about Mohank, who is the most powerful person in the nearby city, but everyone knows that protecting one's life is the best outcome, and Mohank's daughter must die.
Sheila looked gloomy and extremely miserable. She knew that she had a blood feud and that Uncle Messiah had no obligation at all. Moreover, there were many powerful nobles in the city and they were a huge force.
And he didn’t have enough money, he was already penniless.
I have an ordinary appearance. Due to the fatigue of traveling with caravans all year round, my skin is dark and rough. My only pride is that my plumpness is far inferior to that of ordinary women. There are many men with fiery eyes walking on the street.
But in the face of death, it is nothing like capital.
Xu Zhi stood on the bar, arranged the tea cups, and said again, "However, I can accept you to work here, no one will hurt you, and in the future, some unique people may come to this bar, and they may be able to teach you.
I might even help you take action, but if you seize the opportunity, you should be able to take revenge."
Teach me?
I obviously can’t practice!
And help me take action?
Who would fight against the biggest forces in several nearby cities for an ordinary woman working in a bar?
Silla was stunned for a few seconds, not knowing why.
"However, what I am going to do next is very dangerous. If you stay here, you may be beaten to death." Xu Zhi said with a smile.
"I'm not afraid of danger!" Sheila bit her lip and said loudly: "My father deserves to die. He enjoyed enough. He looked for women everywhere, but left a mess, so I can only clean it up."
"Hang this door sign at the door of the bar." Xu Zhi threw out a wooden sign with a row of words written on it: [Understand ancient and modern affairs, tell a myth, the ancient myth of Sumer, and tomorrow we will talk about the creation of the world]
This is probably enough to get a beating from society, right?
Xu Zhi looked very serious.
"Uncle, is this the bar's new dish?" Sheila took the sign and saw the row of words on it, and her mind suddenly shook.
He, he, he, he wants to talk about ancient Sumerian mythology?
The ancient myth of Sumer! That is the ancient Sumerian civilization!!!
That is the origin of human civilization! The history of the creation of the world! No matter how many archaeologists study and explore continuously, no one knows that period of lost history! It is even said that even the origin demon Medusa and the Emperor of the Underworld, Armin, are familiar with that period.
The ancient history is not clear, it is a blank inscription in history!! And Uncle Messiah actually knows? What kind of concept is this!
"Uncle, you, you, you!" Sheila's mind went blank, and her voice started to tremble. She still had the same character that she would stutter crazily when she was nervous.
Sheila screamed inwardly! She looked at this calm young man who kept mixing drinks.
In more than ten years, I have grown up from the little girl I was. My father has died of old age, but he is still young, and the years have not left any traces on him.
I heard that many ancient monarchs and emperors have awakened from history.
But right now, it shouldn’t be!!
But that is the oldest emperor in the potion era, an ancient existence a thousand years ago, and it is impossible to wake up
The patrons in the surrounding bars were a little frightened and kept thinking about it.
"Uncle, you love food and wine. You will not be the true Messiah monarch in history, who is in charge of gardens and wine." Sheila was stunned, her chest rose and fell fiercely, and she couldn't help asking.
Even though she knew it was impossible.
Even if the real Messiah is living in seclusion here, it is impossible for him to admit it, let alone admit it in front of countless guests in the bar. She reacted the moment she asked.
I should have asked in private! Then maybe if my uncle is really the emperor, he might admit it
But
"Yes, it's me."
Xu Zhi wiped the wine glass, looked at her and nodded. ????
Silla was stunned, her mind was completely shocked, he admitted it in one breath! He actually admitted it directly!!
Oh! Oh my gosh! He doesn't play by the rules at all, unlike the masters in those stories.
The faces of the surrounding guests were blank and dull.
Silla's eyes widened, and she tremblingly opened the book about the great monarchs of the past dynasties. When she opened the first page, her fingers were shaking so much that she could no longer hold the page. She suddenly became short of breath, "Uncle Messiah, Great Emperor Messiah."
!!The first monarch of the potion era in history, why didn’t you tell me earlier!!”
Xu Zhi continued to turn around and mix the wine and put the bottles on the wine rack without looking back, "I met your father and daughter's caravan very early when I was born. I told you at that time, but your father didn't believe it.
