Liu Hao probed out his spiritual thoughts and sensed the heaven and earth. He felt that the vastness of this world was far beyond imagination.
At this moment, in the sky due to the north, there was suddenly an unfathomable and inexplicable aura, which sensed his spiritual thoughts and made a response.
Two spiritual thoughts collided and clashed in the air, powerful energy exploded, and the void was instantly annihilated.
The world had no idea what was happening, all they could see was darkness in front of them.
The sky fell into darkness at this moment, and the whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist.
The next moment, light penetrated the darkness, and everything returned to normal.
"interesting......"
Liu Hao looked towards the north, a slight arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Unexpectedly, in this mutated world, there is such a strong person. The mana of the original soul is at least a being in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian or above, and may even be a strong person at the quasi-sage level.
Liu Hao's mind became slightly excited. The place where the secret key of the great road points to is indeed the place of enlightenment.
The system prompt sounded next to my ears:
Ding dong!
"Please inform the host that the main mission of proving the truth has been activated!"
"Within a limited time, a random selection task will be triggered. Different choices made by the host may have different impacts!"
An hourglass suddenly appeared on the system task page. Time passed little by little, and the task deadline clearly showed ten years.
Liu Hao was not in a hurry to go to Yuandu in the north. If he wanted to understand the secrets of the origin of this world, he had to integrate into it.
He put on a purple robe made of comfortable cloud silk and wandered around the world leisurely.
The current general trend is that the Mongolian and Yuan cavalry are sweeping across the north and conquering everything. The Central Plains is also in ruins and decline after the war.
Liu Hao passed several cities one after another, all of which were very depressed, and finally arrived at a larger city that was a little more lively and noisy.
He found a restaurant and ordered some food and wine at will. Liu Hao sat by the window and poured himself a glass of wine.
Wine is just mundane wine with a bland taste, which is not the same as the immortal wine in the Heavenly Palace. However, there are living beings who drink wine in various ways, and there is a different taste.
It can be seen that in this majestic city in the Central Plains, there are many dazzling acrobatics, swallowing swords and cutting tongues, painting the ground into rivers, pulling out wells and planting melons, and Central Plains warriors wearing powerful clothes, opening monuments and cracking stones with one hand, performing martial arts.
Jin was also very curious, sitting beside Liu Hao, his smart eyes behind the silver-white mask, constantly looking at the environment of the city.
At this moment, Liu Hao stopped holding the wine glass between his lips. He saw something quite interesting.
In the wilderness hundreds of miles away from this majestic city, on the vast horizon, black cavalry appeared!
From a distance, it looks like a swarm of countless ants coming in a vast swarm!
Horse hooves rumbled, the ground began to shake, and billowing smoke swept like a dragon!
The world between heaven and earth is filled with suffocating terror and murderous intent!
This kind of power is naturally the cavalry of the Meng Yuan Empire. Tens of thousands of horses are running wildly, but their targets are two young bald monks.
The two bald young men were soon surrounded by the army, standing back to back, struggling to resist.
"Unexpectedly, after we rescued these innocent villagers, we accidentally killed the nobles of the Mongolian and Yuan princes, and provoked these Tatar cavalry to chase them."
One of them, a bald young man with a handsome face, looked at the Meng Yuan cavalry like a black tide, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said: "Tianbao, we may die here."
"Fart! Fart!"
Another tall, bald young man looked up to the sky with angry eyes and screamed: "God, my two brothers, Dong Tianbao and Zhang Junbao, have not accomplished anything in their careers, why should they die in such an unknown place!?"
His voice was full of unwillingness and anger.
When Liu Hao heard this, his mind moved slightly.
Zhang Junbao!
Suddenly hearing this somewhat familiar name, Liu Hao seemed to have remembered something.
This bald young man who was born in Shaolin turned out to be the great master of Wudang who was admired by countless martial artists in later generations!
As for Dong Tianbao, he has a lot of luck behind him, so he has some luck, but his name doesn't make much of an impression.
Although Zhang Junbao and the bald monk named Dong Tianbao beside him were both rare martial arts wizards, they were surrounded by tens of thousands of Meng Yuan cavalry and still had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth!
The two of them had honed extremely solid basic skills in the Shaolin Temple, but their two fists were unable to defeat the four hands, and their left and right support was awkward. The situation was very critical.
These two men killed dozens of Mongolian and Yuan cavalry in a row. They were very brave, but they alarmed the leaders of these Mongolian and Yuan cavalry.
This commander is a military general with copper earrings and a sinewy face. He has a thick waist and round arms, and is more than ten feet tall. He holds a pair of brass hammers and is commanding the Meng Yuan cavalry. Like a tide, they are coming from all directions to surround and kill. , was not in a hurry to make the final killing, but rather ridiculed him like a cat chasing a mouse.
Playing with Zhang Junbao.
"The Southern Barbarians are a bunch of trash, they are vulnerable to a single blow. You two young monks dare to kill the young Marquis and block my Mengyuan Iron Cavalry. Do you think you can escape?"
"This is the general's order. After killing these two young monks, you will not seal the sword for three days and slaughter all the Han Chinese cities within a hundred miles!"
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The brutal cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty responded with crazy roars like lone wolves in the prairie.
This was also the foundation of the Mongolian and Yuan Empire. Dogs and wolves ran, butcher's knives were held high. Wherever they passed, China was stained with blood.
In their eyes, the Han people in the Central Plains are nothing more than two-legged sheep that are worse than livestock.
In the eyes of these cruel and brutal warriors, only constant killing can make the world surrender and allow the Yuan Dynasty to rule forever.
Liu Hao's calm eyes already had some murderous intent.
At this moment, the system prompt also sounded:
Ding dong!
"Congratulations to the host, the selection mission has been triggered!"
"Option one, sit back and watch Zhang Junbao and Dong Tianbao be killed by Meng Yuan's cavalry!"
"Option two, rescue Zhang Junbao and Dong Tianbao!"
"Option three, it's none of your business, just hang up and continue drinking and watching the show."
Is this still a choice?
Liu Hao made his choice without hesitation. [Stable updates, asking book friends to automatically subscribe with one click, ask for rewards, ask for flowers, ask for monthly tickets, review votes, and other support...] ..