Spring thunder rolls, pouring from the dome. There is a dragon walking faintly between the heaven, earth, mountains and seas.

After the thunder gradually calmed down, it was already afternoon. At this time, the drizzle was spread out again. The wild birds who had previously hid in the dilapidated temple finally couldn't bear it, and they all flapped their wings and left here to go to find food in the rain.

At about this time, as a black crow rose into the air, Zhang Xing gradually became conscious. But just had consciousness. He felt that five pounds of flour and three pounds of water were stuffed into his mind, and his eyes seemed to be a little sore.

His eyelids were heavy and his thinking was insane, but Zhang Xing still tried hard to recall some reason by instinct - the reason he was like he was deceived by a fake Taoist priest at a tourist attraction.

But why would you end up in this situation by being deceived by a fake Taoist priest? This is unreasonable. Could it be that you were drugged?

Reflection came spontaneously almost instantly, and it seemed like an old reflection person.

I remembered that I was deceived by a fake Taoist priest in front of the tourist attractions and bought a compass that was said to be Captain Jack in the Pirates of the Caribbean. However, this compass said to be a limited edition of the Pirates of the Caribbean is engraved with "Heaven moves forward, gentlemen strive for self-improvement; the earth is quiet, gentlemen carry things with virtue." Just when he was studying this so-called Laojun consecration artifact that cost him fifteen yuan and is said to be able to point to the place he wants, he was in a trance and fell into a well in broad daylight in the scenic area where people came and went.

No wonder I feel like my head is 'bang', it turns out that there is really water in my mouth.

A fake Taoist priest who killed thousands of swords, an outrageous tourist souvenir, and a fake scenic spot without guardrails. I must report it to the Ethnic and Religious Affairs Commission and expose it online. I have compiled a big v and given 50,000 fans by the platform...

However, the messy thoughts in the mind were not tolerated, and the face suddenly came to a clear sound, causing a painful slap.

Zhang Xing tried his best to open his eyes and saw a blurred figure looking down at him. Then he quickly tried to speak, but found that his voice was hoarse and his throat was dry and painful:

"Grand, doctor... I have nothing to do with it, right?!"

"You are so bad!" The figure above your head blurted out, his voice was rough and bold, as if he had no medical ethics, and seemed to have a little bad breath. "What doctor is there? Where can I get a doctor from the ruins of the deserted temple? Boy Zhang, I advise you to quickly get up, otherwise when the Dongyi bastard catches up, I will be confused and I will never be able to carry you on my back!"

Zhang Xing's mind was in a mess, his throat was dry and itchy, so he could only try his best to open his eyes, but he was confused and saw a huge head facing him. This person was tall, with a slightly red skin, a circle of beards, and a bun with a crooked hair, his eyes were wide open, and a bloody mouth was splashing everywhere, which was really terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xing was obviously stunned, but his first reaction after swallowing his saliva was also bizarre: "No matter who brother is, why don't you wear a mask?"

The beard was furious and pulled Zhang Xing from the ground: "What mask? What is who? Zhang boy, I'll pretend to be stupid..."

The shouts of scolding came to an abrupt end, because whether it was the beard or Zhang Xing who was confused by the shaking, he almost noticed that the ground under his feet suddenly trembled.

"What is this? The earthquake?" Poor Zhang Xing was still a little dizzy and couldn't figure out what was going on.

"No matter whether it's an earthquake or a god or a demon, it's impossible to stay in this dilapidated temple anyway." The bearded man put down the person in his hand with some surprise and panting and turned around to clean up.

Zhang Xing, who was thrown down, had already noticed something was wrong at this time, so he struggled to look up, but only saw that the beard had just kicked a fire, which directly brought out a burst of smoke and the sound of water and fire. Then he threw a dirty ancient helmet like a TV series prop to himself.

When I got the helmet, some white and viscous liquid flowed out directly.

At the same time, there were seventeen or eighteen tired soldiers in the temple, who stood up in panic at this time, either supporting each other or striving to run alone, fleeing abroad regardless of everything.

However, Zhang Xing, who was the first to call out the earthquake, was not panicked at all because of his blurry mind. He knocked on the helmet in a daze, but found that the helmet that seemed to be used as a pot was far more hard and heavy than imagined. At this time, he realized that he was also wearing ancient armor similar to others... Among them, the armor was missing, but the torso clearly showed the characteristics of the chain mail, and there were two polished armors on his chest that were stained with a lot of dirty polishing armor.

That is Mingguang Armor, Sui and Tang Dynasties?

Is it the Sui and Tang dynasties?

Could it be that I have traveled to a chaotic node during the Sui and Tang dynasties? Whether it is the Three Conquests of Goryeo, the Sui Dynasty's Destruction of Tang, or the Anshi Rebellion, it seems that it is not a good environment for joining the army?

Zhang Xing, who was lying there, seemed to have caught something, and then looked around to get more information in an attempt to get more information, but it failed quickly because soon, another obvious vibration came over.

"Go quickly! You can't just climb! If you can't even climb, I won't care about you!" The bearded man put on a helmet, picked up a short-handled and long-sword and resisted it on his shoulder, and then never touched the remaining things again. He turned around and headed towards the dilapidated gate of the building, while walking. "I recognized a truth about Luolongtan's defeat, that is, I must never explain my good life indiscriminately! Not to mention that there are all the family and young people at home, I just talk about the rules of our Hongshan people, and that leaves will return to their roots and even if they die, I have to throw them away at home!"

Zhang Xing no longer cared about the hallucination caused by acting or surgery, because his brain was heavy and he could not do such detailed logical thinking at all.

Therefore, it is hard to say whether he followed the other party's instructions or was instinct for survival and exploration, he put on the helmet he had just used to cook porridge, and then tried to stand up on the statue platform.

But as soon as he got together, Zhang Xing realized the pros and cons of his weak legs, so he could only support it, and he was trembling in trembling at all.

And at this moment, something even more strange happened. He obviously felt a strange, cold, like airflow, gushing out from his chest and abdomen, and then rushing towards his legs along a certain pipe, as if his body instinctively was trying to help him stand in this way... But it was this cold air, in turn, strongly stimulated his legs and brain, causing him to plop and fall down again.

"My mother!"

The rest of the people had already run away, and the bearded walked out, but ran back alone. When they saw this scene, they became more and more angry. "The team lieutenant had already told you to abandon the method of the Northern Wilderness Barbarian in your hometown and walk the Three-Hiroshi and Four-Yu Zheng Road given by the army. You just couldn't bear to leave the ice true energy you trained, but you didn't listen. How about you now? You can't walk? It's a waste of your talent for cultivation. If you gave it to me, I would have been a team leader..."

Zhang Xinggengtm can't understand.

He had just tried to travel through ancient China, and it was probably a bizarre event like the troubled times of the Sui and Tang dynasties, but what happened now? The martial arts version of Sui and Tang dynasties? Or the Sui and Tang dynasties version of Sui and Tang dynasties? In this case, should we join Li Yuanba in advance?

However, this time I really didn't have time to think too much.

Another obvious vibration came, as if the whole world was about to flip, and the dilapidated temple began to fall ashes.

The bearded man stomped his feet at the temple gate and came back directly. He leaned on a long knife with one hand and turned Zhang Xing, who was pulled on the wood carving with the other hand, and then carried it on his shoulder: "I owe you all the last life!"

Zhang Xing was resisted on his shoulder, his head was facing backwards, and his eyes caught a glimpse of something he had originally lying on the ground, but he was shocked in his heart and shouted: "What? Dudu, brother Du, right? Let me bring the things with you! That's my heirloom!"

The bearded man, which is the so-called "so obsessed", was still bent and squatted down slightly. Ren Zhang Xing reached out from behind his shoulders and pinched something on the ground tightly in his hand. After the latter said it, he hurried out to the door.

Not to mention being carried by the bearded man to try to escape, he said that Zhang Xing was holding the object, but he had already shaken his soul. The reason was simple, but the object was actually the compass he bought before he fell into the well.

The compass manufacturing process is stylish, with a simple shape and beautiful appearance. It is about half a palm size and is easy to carry, but it only costs fifteen yuan. There are two lines of simplified Chinese characters engraved on the left, which deeply reflects the profoundness of Chinese manufacturing.

But at this moment, especially as a personal feeling of coldness just turned around in an orderly manner in the legs, Zhang Xing didn't know where this thing was definitely something that killed his life.

It is the culprit for himself to fall into this situation!

It is also the straw that he is seeking to save his life at this time!

According to some high-end online articles, it can be simply called his time-traveling golden finger... No, it is a golden compass!

However, what made Zhang Xing collapsed was that the copper-plated compass was in his hand, but the pointer was just hanging downwards, without any movement... Could this thing be disposable? Or did it require charging?

In the wilderness, there are water in the brain and a pair of old cold legs. When there is an earthquake, where can I go to get a power bank? And how can I charge it? Is it true?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Xing immediately tried to activate the so-called true qi, regardless of the comfort of the electrotherapy just now. This true qi really seemed to be as calm as a part of his body, and easily filled the hand holding the compass along his arms.

But unfortunately, it's useless.

In depressed, Du Meng had already carried Zhang Xing to the temple gate, but at this time he encountered a third strong shock. Du Meng staggered and almost threw the person on his shoulder out.

It was at this moment that Zhang Xing suddenly remembered the mantra that may be the most frequently used in China, but seemed absolutely reasonable, and then blurted out:

"The Supreme Lord is urgent and as ordered!"

This shout happened to hit a bump, almost throwing out the sour water from Zhang Xing's stomach, but it was still a pity that the compass pointer only swung with inertia and gravity.

Zhang Xing was almost desperate.

But the next moment, as Du Meng stood up again and walked out of the temple gate, the pointer of the compass in Zhang Xing's hand suddenly bounced up against the law of gravity, and pointed directly behind Du Meng and in front of Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing was confused, his brain immediately ran very quickly, and began to reason and apply this "golden compass", and soon understood what was going on.

"Go back!" Zhang Xing, who was about to get his bile out and his throat was sore, shouted hard on his shoulders. "Go back to the temple!"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Du Meng continued to move forward among the dead branches and leaves in front of the temple, while lowering her head and scolding her. "If there is a big earthquake, wouldn't you be seeking death in the temple? It's not appropriate to stay on the hillside! You have to walk on the open space at the bottom of the mountain! Otherwise, why do you think everyone else will run away? Based on my temper, if you shout again, I will throw you here and find your own way!"

"Go back quickly!" Zhang Xing was so anxious that he could only roar and coax. "This is the guidance of my heirloom! Go to good fortune and avoid bad luck, and show his way! So many brothers are dead, but we are the two of us who have escaped here. Do you think we are the ones we are lucky? Listen to me again, anyway, we are living and dead together now, why should I lie to you?"

When Du Meng heard this, he suddenly stopped in the dry forest. He hesitated for a moment and allowed the other fleeing people to go further and further. After a while, as the ground shook again, he lowered his head and roared like he was venting in the forest, but he turned around and carried the person on his body back.

The ground was moving more and more frequently, and the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger. The ground was even more wet and slippery because of the drizzle. Du Meng ran hard and didn't know how many times he fell. But when he arrived at the door, the land under his feet suddenly rose upward, and a crack that could be seen by the naked eye formed, forcing Du Meng to jump forward and rolled into the temple gate, falling to a hazy way.

That's not all, the biggest movement finally came. For a moment, the earth rumbled, the land collapsed, and the ground broke, and the wailing outside the temple also exploded with the rumbling sound. The two people entering the ruined temple did not care about the movement outside the temple, but just hurriedly grabbed anything that could be caught.

Of course, it's useless, and it doesn't need to.

Because I don’t know whether it was unexpected or unexpected, there was a huge crack not far from the temple gate, but the temple just shaking, and it didn’t collapse, and it never collapsed.

After a while, the movement stopped.

Zhang Xing was sore all over his body, and his eyes were silent all over. His eyes were swept across all sides in a daze... The wood carving with half of his head, the dusty table, the big hole on the roof, the beams of the fire, and a bird nest that had already been ruined above... were not spared. Finally, he looked at the bearded man on the opposite side for granted for granted, but found that the other party was looking at the compass in his hand, and he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only think about the current situation secretly.

But soon, Zhang Xing, who was just thinking about "Time-traveling Rebirth of Martial Arts, the Relationship between the Sui and Tang Dynasties and the Earthquake and the Beard", realized something again, and then looked outside the temple gate with the people opposite him, and then became stunned.

It turned out that outside the temple gate, at the end of the view, some kind of cylindrical object with a light yellow metallic luster was sliding continuously in the cracked gaps of the mountains. If you look closely, the cylinder seemed to be slidding in the sliding shape, like scales.

Soon, as the object slipped faster and faster, and went further and higher, Zhang Xing suddenly realized that this was not like scale armor, but real scale armor.

As for the owner of the scales, he had a giant snake-like body that was not sure how big or long it was, and was gradually moving and stretching.

But before it was over, as the body slid, a giant bird claw with scales suddenly stretched out in the air, followed by two, three, four... After the four huge elbows and eagle claws came out, the top of the huge branch-shaped head, like deer antlers, gradually appeared in the huge snake body in the distance.

Seeing this scene, although time traveler Zhang Xing had lost his ability to think carefully and basic action, he still instinctively thought of a word - dragon.

There was a dragon hidden under the ground in this valley, which suddenly came out, triggering this natural disaster.

After just a moment, Zhang Xing became a little confused again, because after the head buried in the huge snake was fully raised and revealed the whole picture, although the huge stones and mounds of soil fell continuously, it could still be seen, which was a huge face that looked like a hall but more like a tiger.

The tail is raised, and it is actually a feathered bird's tail divided into three-pointed ends.

The tiger's head, deer antlers, snake body, eagle claws, bird's tail, and its body is huge. Although it has not yet been unfolded, it is like a mountain and a mountain... Even if it is a dragon, it is still a dragon of unconventional meaning.

Of course, if it is not a dragon, then what is it?

It is too late to let Zhang Xing review the knowledge of biology and mythology and folklore that he has not touched for many years.

The next moment, the tiger's face opened its eyes, the deer's antlers were thrust towards the sky, and just roared hard, causing thunder to thunder; the snake's body stretched out, the eagle's claws stretched out from all directions, the bird's tail swung up and down, and even the wind and clouds rose... Then, this unquestionable powerful dragon beast stretched its body completely in the air, but suddenly rose into the air, shooting into the dense clouds of the sky like an arrow.

Something even more terrifying happened. Such a divine beast flew into the sky and cracked the earth and opened the clouds, but it seemed like it was fighting with something on the clouds, and it was comparable to each other!

In a moment, hail was as big as a basin, falling down one after another, flints rolled up rain, smoke swept around, and they shot towards the surroundings. They didn't know how far they flew out or where they fell.

In the ruined temple, the time traveler Zhang Xing was already stunned, and for a moment he had only one thought left in his mind:

Bullshit Sui and Tang dynasties!

ps: New book releases, old rules, routine slow warm-up, I will write it slowly, everyone will read it slowly.
Chapter completed!