Chapter 1 One Moment A Hundred Years

Time drives people to grow old, and life is like a passerby!

Song Ming and his two wives walked in the rivers and lakes for five years, and had been to the Western Regions, Persia, and even the Western countries to the west. Unfortunately, the West in this era was far inferior to the East, and there were no signs of industrial revolution. Song Ming also went to Africa and saw those Kunlun slaves. Xiao Zhao and Zhao Min couldn't believe that the ancestors of those dark Kunlun slaves were able to build a magnificent "pyramid" and the "Ancient Egyptian Kingdom" recorded in the text!

As a result, in an ancient temple in India, Xiao Zhao and Zhao Min suffered a strange disease. Even if Song Ming tried his best to treat him, he could not leave Song Ming. Song Ming was in great pain and was confused all day long, and he was extremely blamed in his heart.

After Song Ming returned to the Central Plains, he never went anywhere. He was on Wudang Mountain, and Wudang reunited. When Song Ming arrived in Wudang, he practiced Taoism and meditated all day long, and no longer walked around the world.

And once you live in Wudang, you have been living in decades!

Over the past decades, the world has changed. Compared with the beginning, there are fewer first-class experts in the world, and few have reached the first-class level of internal functions.

"Old ancestor, news came from the foot of the mountain. The disciple of Huashan Sect, Yue Su and Cai Zifeng, passed by Putian South Shaolin and obtained the "Sunflower Book"!" Chongxu said: "Master Hongye, Master Hongye, sent his disciple Zen Master Duyuan to Huashan to inquire!"

Song Ming seemed to have not heard of it, just looked at Chongxu and said, "I will hand over Wudang to you in the future, and do not let Wudang fall!"

As he said that, Song Ming returned to the thatched hut next to the mountain pond in Wudang.

At midnight, a mysterious pillar of light suddenly soared into the sky from Song Ming's thatched hut. In a vague way, everyone seemed to see Song Ming's figure disappearing into the sky with the light.

Everyone went to Song Ming's thatched hut to search, but no longer saw Song Ming, and was shocked... Later, Wudang classics recorded that there was a Wudang sect named Song Ming, who was extremely talented and ascended to the Wudang Mountain!

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Yuncheng County, Shandong.

Song Ming sat on the elegant seat on the second floor of a restaurant, looking at the scene of people coming and going on the street in a daze.

Before, he was still above Wudang, and the world changed, and in an instant, a hundred years of time changed. When he came to his senses, he had already arrived at this era a hundred years ago.

Even he couldn't help but feel a little lost and feel at a loss.

"System, breaking the system, what's going on? Didn't I use the shuttle talisman? Why did it look like this?" Song Ming was a little annoyed and questioned the system. In front of him was a mirror. In the mirror, he was short and dark, and he was simply an ugly man.

"Host, please remember that you are using the first-level shuttle talisman. Do you know what the first-level shuttle talisman is? The first-level shuttle talisman represents the primary and immature!" The slightly contemptuous voice of the system sounded in Song Ming's mind: "The host's body is too fragile, and even the pressure of traveling through time and space cannot bear it. If this system had not consumed a lot of energy to protect your soul and allowed you to be reincarnated in this time and space, you would have lost your soul."

Song Ming wanted to beat up this broken system.

The first-level shuttle talisman was purchased after spending 20,000 points, but it turned out to be so unreliable. It was indeed a system break.

I was reincarnated, but why didn’t I keep my memory and let myself awaken my memory until I was fifteen years old, so that I can’t even have any martial arts skills now.

I gritted my teeth at this broken system, but Song Ming was still immersed in the system light curtain and looked at his message:

"Current world: Tianlong Ba Tribe, Water Margin"

"Host: Song Ming"

"Martial Arts: None"

“Points: 0”

"Comprehensive Evaluation: Not understanding martial arts."

"Bastard, don't you still have 4,000 points? Where are these points going?" Song Ming looked at his attributes, empty and nothing, and he immediately got angry.

Xiao Zhao and Zhao Min got a strange disease and wanted to exchange it for the detoxification pill, but the damn system did not have this kind of detoxification pill. I bought a first-level shuttle talisman, and it was logical that there were 4,000 points left, but now there was nothing. Isn’t this making Song Ming furious?

"Host, just be content. Only by protecting your soul will you deduct 4,000 points." The casual voice of the system sounded in Song Ming's mind, which made Song Ming very angry.

Other people's systems are extremely awesome, but their own systems are extremely garbage. Apart from occasionally sending tasks, you can buy some items with points in the system mall, and there is no other use.

"The Eight Tribes of the Heavenly Dragons!" Song Ming calmed himself down. Since he woke up, Song Ming thought he was in the Water Margin world because his father was called "Song Taigong" in this life. He also had two younger brothers - Song Jiang, Song Qing, Song Jiang is now 13 years old, and Song Qing is only 6 years old.

There is also the son of the village chief of Dongxi Village next door, Chao Gai, who comes to his house every few days to find Song Jiang to play. He is often scolded by Song Taigong for not doing his job properly.

Song Ming drank a little drunk after drinking in the restaurant for a while. He had never practiced martial arts. Although his health was still strong in farming with Song Taigong since childhood, he was still too bad after all.

"Oh, isn't this a fool from the Song Taigong family? When did you learn to drink wine?" As soon as Song Ming arrived at the village head, he saw a young man sarcastically: "Please say that Song Taigong wanted to make a marriage for you yesterday. Does his daughter look down on you, right?"

"How can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan!" Song Ming looked at the young man disdainfully. This young man was Yang Jie from the next village. He was always lazy and knew how to do something stealing all day long, such as peeking at widows taking a bath, teasing women, etc., which are unethical.

At the age of 25, he has not yet gotten a wife, and he has always been a joke for neighbors to chat and laugh. He often teaches his children and says, "If you don't work hard, you will be Yang Jie from the next village in the future."

"Oh, I'm still very literary. It seems that if you haven't beaten you for a few days, you will forget what it means to hurt!" Yang Jie swung his fist and was about to step forward to hit Song Ming.

Unfortunately, Yang Jie didn't know that Song Ming was no longer the stupid son of the landlord family at this time. Even if he lost all his internal strength at this time, he was not something that ordinary rogues could bully.

When Song Ming used Tai Chi, he used a move to "Lengqi Tail" and his right foot was solid and his left foot was weak, he used the word "squeezing" technique to stick to it. His right palm had already put it on his left wrist, and then he used his intentions without force. Yang Jie couldn't help but rush forward, stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" Yang Jie got up from the ground. He was always the only one who bullies people. When was it someone else's turn to bully him, let alone a fool.

When Song Ming saw Yang Jie rushing towards him, he sneered in his heart. He has not been bullied by Yang Jie in the past few years. The other party bullies him stupidly and honestly.

Song Ming used Tai Chi, single whip, lifted his hands upwards, white cranes flapped their wings, and hugged their knees and stomped their steps. When they were used to "wave the pipa with their hands", they pressed their right and left, making them look like flowing clouds and water, extremely free and easy.

Finally, Song Ming circled his hands like holding Tai Chi. An extremely powerful force formed a vortex, which only led Yang Jie to turn sharply in place, like a spinning top or a spindle, and he fainted.

Song Ming smiled disdainfully. It would be fine if he was such a rascal. It would be fine if he bullied honest people. No matter when it was, honest people were easily bullied. For example, he once read a news that a farmer's daughter was replaced by the college entrance examination results and missed the opportunity to go to college. The farmer said, "I'm cowardly, I'm incompetent, I'm a farmer. If they have the ability, they dare not!"

"Dalang, Dalang, why did you go to drink? Go home quickly. Your grandfather is not good! Walk faster, maybe you can see Song Taigong for the last time." As soon as Song Ming entered the village, he saw a woman anxiously said.

When Song Ming heard this, he was shocked. He knew that the grandfather the woman mentioned was his grandfather in this life. Song Taigong is only fifty years old and has always been strong. How could he say that it would not work?

He ran to the village with his legs spread out. Song Ming's home was located in the center of the village. The surrounding fields were all owned by Song Ming's home, with about 10,000 acres. He was a landlord. Other families in the village were usually hired by the Song Ming's home to farm.

"Dalang, Dalang, you are finally back!" As soon as Song Ming arrived home, he saw his father walking around impatiently. Then he smelled the alcohol on Song Ming, and he was angry: "You unfilial son, you are disliked by the media. My Song family has never had such a big embarrassing thing, which makes the grandfather so angry that he is ill in bed! You... you actually went out to drink flower wine, and see if I won't beat you to death!"

"Dad, you don't see when it's now. If you want to beat the child, you will wait until the matter is resolved!" Song Ming hurriedly blocked and said.

Song Ming's father thought that, his old man was almost out of reach. If he couldn't see his eldest grandson before his death, he would be afraid that he would die with his eyes. He quickly took Song Ming into Song Taigong's room. As soon as Song Ming entered the room, he saw Song Jiang. Song Qing was crying and wearing a filial piety uniform, and secretly complained in his heart that he would wear filial piety uniforms before he died.

When Song Ming arrived in front of the bed, he saw that Song Taigong was pale, had little breath and had a lot of breath. Instead, he felt relieved. He seemed to be terminally ill, but in fact he was just not venting well and had a breath in his chest.

"Dad, grandpa is fine, you guys are all about to open the doors and windows!" Song Ming said quickly, seeing everyone looking at him like a fool, he felt depressed, and blamed the system for making him a fool for more than ten years.

Song Ming put his hand on Taigong's chest and pressed it hard. Taigong suddenly pounced on the bed, "Ghost~" the other people screamed in fear, and rolled out in horror.
Chapter completed!