His calmness, reason, restraint and judgment when it comes to [Houtu].
Just like Wei Yuan when he heard that Emperor Wa was forced to marry.
It cannot be said to exist at all.
Cho Ming held up the White Horse Sword and stepped forward to catch up with the Taoist in green shirt in front. The small world here was devouring the spiritual energy that erupted from the remains of the gods after their death, causing the world that was originally extremely thin in spiritual energy to begin to expand violently.
After the death of the gods, their power returns to heaven and earth, and their own spirits disperse.
As a being with a very high level of vitality, Qi itself will feed back everything in the world.
Yan Ming saw the simple yet vast and majestic dojo, the garden made of spiritual plants, the white-haired Taoist stopped in his tracks, as if in a trance, and then pointed at the remaining table in front of him.
He said calmly: "Sit down."
The elegant young man with his eyes closed pondered for a moment and sat down calmly.
Wei Yuan walked to the place where the teapot and cups were originally stored.
Too much time has passed, and he should have used his spiritual consciousness to scan this place to search for it, but when he subconsciously opened the cabinet, he saw that the teapot was still in its original position, and even the place where the tea leaves were was no different, and the movements were still slight.
There was a pause.
Jiayi...
Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes, took out the tea utensil, and brewed a pot of tea himself.
It is the tea leaves and spring water that grow in this small world. I poured a cup for Yan Ming and a cup for myself. The tea leaves were rising and falling in the clear tea soup. The white-haired Taoist held the tea. After being speechless for a long time, he asked: "
[Hou], that is, Hou Tu, how did she disappear?"
Cho Ming was silent for a moment and said: "I don't know the reason. I was still very young and weak at that time. My mother probably didn't want me to know about this... I once felt that she didn't understand me.
, it was she who abandoned me, now that I think about it, maybe it was because she knew me too well."
The Lord of Time with white hair on the temples said: "She knew that if I had understood her purpose at that time, I would definitely choose to go with her and find her location at all costs. But at that time, I didn't understand
What is a burden..."
He was now able to speak these words calmly.
It proves that these long years are not wasted.
Wei Yuan said: "About when did you leave..."
Cho Ming frowned and thought, and after a long time, he said: "It should be between the time when Chaos was cut open and died, and when Emperor Wa disappeared for the first time, the empress looked vaguely wrong that day. After she took me around the wilderness,
, left me in the palace dojo in the West End, and then left."
"Never come back."
Emperor Wa disappeared once before. According to what the woman in green shirt said before, Emperor Wa disappeared for the first time more than 7,000 years ago, and then he only appeared once when Mount Buzhou was collapsed by Gonggong.
The sky is patched up in a hurry, and then quickly disappears.
About three hundred years after Emperor Wa disappeared, Fuxi left here and went to the deepest part of the sea outside the Age of Gods. According to what the woman in blue said at the time, he went to the central place where the ancient emperor Hun Chaos once lived.
After Emperor Wa disappeared, the God of Ten Intestines Nuwa and the girl in white appeared in the wilderness.
[Later], what exactly did you learn, and where did you go?
A has said that he has been here many times since, will he leave any clues here...
Wei Yuan was thinking in his mind and saw the Lord of Time choked in front of him as he picked up the tea and took a sip. Then he frowned slightly and the white-haired Taoist said, "Oh? It seems that this tea is not very to your taste."
Cho Ming pondered for a moment, this tea was grown in an ordinary and remote world.
It has not experienced selective breeding, nor has it been irrigated by spiritual magic. It is not considered a good tea at all. For the deputy king of Dahuang, he has tasted many spiritual seeds nourished by heaven and earth. It seems that this kind of tea is bitter and dry.
He really doesn't like the tea.
The empress likes...is this kind of tea?
He said: "...I'm sorry, I'm just a little surprised."
"Although Queen Houtu has a gentle personality, she is very persistent in her diet and has also cooked some dishes herself. For her, it is difficult for me to imagine that she would like this kind of dry tea soup."
Hmm? Can Houtu also cook?
She obviously has the skills to dismantle the organization even if it is reorganized.
...However, with her divine level, she can easily learn anything she wants.
It only takes a moment of recognition to reach the grand master realm that mortals pursue throughout their lives.
The so-called virtue carries everything, and the soil embodies all dharma.
Learning my cooking skills is also very easy...
However, has she actually cultivated Cho Ming's appetite so cunningly? I obviously remember that the tea was very delicious at that time. It is true. She actually said that the tea we all like is dry and useless. This kid's character...
Wei Yuan took a sip of tea, his thoughts were a little dazed, the taste was bitter and dry, and it was very unpleasant to drink.
The white-haired Taoist looked at his reflection in the tea soup.
But I obviously thought it was the best in the world back then, with a refreshing fragrance and a hearty taste.
The taste of tea shared with friends has changed after all.
I was stunned for a moment.
Cho Ming also knew that what he just said was a bit offensive, and said: "Does Empress Hou Tu come here often..." The white-haired Taoist casually chatted about the past when [Hou] and [Huntian] came here. After a long time, Cho Ming
Ming sighed: "...That's it."
He gradually came to truly believe that this was really the place where Hou Tu had been in the past.
Cho Ming changed the subject and said: "When I came here, I got the news about the puppet from Guixu, why didn't I see it?"
Wei Yuan said: "It fell asleep."
The broken body is not irreparable. What cannot be compensated is the erosion of spirituality under the years. The reason why heroes are qualified to be reincarnated is because they can withstand the most ruthless years. What was once conceived only relied on the brain and the soul.
It is impossible to survive in an eternal way.
Because the soul also has a life limit.
Therefore, various schools and sects attach great importance to the cultivation of the true spirit and soul.
Taoism has the method of the Yang God, which is extremely pure and yang, and Buddhism has the realm of abandoning your skin to cross the other side.
Because if the soul is immortal, the broken body can be completely repaired.
And Jiayi's true spirit is almost reaching the end.
Before the finish line, I saw the Taoist from back then.
Cho Ming was silent for a moment, and he was keenly aware of the meaning of Wei Yuan's words, and said in a gentle tone: "Senior, Jie'i, even the soul of a god will gradually be lost under time. As a puppet, the newborn spirituality can
It has been sustained for such a long time and deserves respect."
Wei Yuan said: "You really should respect him."
"Um?"
"Because he was the first creation that Hou Tu and I completed together, and [Hou Tu] also made more attempts after that, and then he created you after his magical powers were achieved, Cho Ming...
…”
"So, in a sense, you should call him brother, not puppet."
Cho Ming was slightly startled: "...who are you?"
The white-haired Taoist drank tea alone and said calmly: "You should have a book on the essence of swordsmanship in your hand."
"That's what I wrote."
Cho Ming's expression froze and he stood up suddenly.!!!
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Before that, Han Xin also received news from Lao Buzhou while he was in Beihai.
The decadent uncle was sitting on the throne, with two beauties behind him lavishly rubbing his shoulders and helping him light his cigarette, showing self-restraint. He only wanted to be with Yu Ji wholeheartedly, especially since he was almost ascetic after his reincarnation.
Compared with Overlord Xiang Yu.
This guy is like a 100% street kid.
The purity, the purity is just ridiculously high.
Han Xin stroked his unshaven chin, thoughtfully.
'Hmm, let's practice martial arts in the east and west seas, and at the same time make plans for the upcoming attack.'
He planned to secretly put pressure on the Emperor of the West Sea and the Emperor of the East China Sea.
Contain these two for Wei Yuan.
In addition, the old man who came to inform the intelligence also mentioned that Wei Yuan was worried that they had occupied the North Sea at the moment. If they moved to the East China Sea and the West Sea again, they might attract huge attention, usher in a counterattack from the East China Sea and the West Sea, and attract the emperor.
Jun Dahuang's reaction was a huge pressure.
Therefore, although we need to put pressure on the two great emperors at this moment, we can't really do it. We can just defend for a while.
"Hmm, that's it..."
Han Xin waved his hand to disperse the beauty and said with a bright smile:
"I understand, don't worry, we have prepared a place for you to rest."
When the old man, the girl in white, and Zhao Yang left,
Overlord Xiang Yu came over, looked at the girl in white over there, and stopped subconsciously. For some reason, he felt that his injuries were faintly recovered, as if it was nothing, and the calm fighting spirit actually felt like it was boiling again, just like back then.
A single man with a sword defeated the city lord's hundreds of elites. After one man conquered a city, he had a childish mentality like showing off his achievements to his uncle.
"What's wrong?"
he asked Han Xin.
The Decadent Ranger bit his cigarette and said, "Oh, just the news about Wei Yuan."
"Um."
Xiang Yu dismissed several beauties who were dressing up Han Xin and asked them to go out and close the door. Looking at Han Xin who was slightly relieved, he said: "Are you deliberately showing your weakness for money and lust, are you planning to dig a hole for someone?"
"It's that Wuhou's plan."
Han Xin's mouth twitched: "I feel sick in my heart."
The corners of Xiang Hongyu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile.
The guy in front of me died when a palace maid carried a bamboo pole, because Liu Ji and Han Xin agreed that they would not die under the sun, nor by swords, nor by a strong man.
As a result, a curtain was covered in the deep palace, and the women were assassinated with sharpened bamboo spears.
Use the weak to attack the strong and find gaps to break through.
It was originally Bingxian's specialty, but it was also the cause of his death.
Well, according to modern human games, such a background must have at least several more background specialties, such as defense against weapons, special attacks by women, etc. Maybe the profession is Avenger or something? The highest level of Art of War is EX, anyway, Han Xin
Nowadays, there is almost an instinctive resistance to women wearing palace clothes.
The psychological shadow is relatively large.
He is a good candidate to become a monk.
Seeing him unhappy makes me happy.
Xiang Yu said: "So, what is he going to do?"
You Xiaer exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Well, he asked us..."
Han Xin recalled what the old man said just now and defended himself?
No no no...
Listen to me when it comes to fighting.
The ranger took a deep breath of cigarette with a sincere expression:
"Give it a try..."
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Finally, under the violent impact, Yan Ming did not even have time to explore the small world here, so he chose to leave first and go back to the wilderness. The death of the two great emperors, the creation of the empress before him, and the first book
The "Essence of Swordsmanship" was opened for the first time.
The repeated impacts almost shattered his mind.
"Can I come again later?"
"Since you are the son of Hou Tu, you can do whatever you want."
The white-haired Taoist watched the uneasy Cho Ming leave. Qingyi paced towards the depths of the dojo. If Hou Tu had really been here several times, and if Hou Tu wanted to leave something to tell him, then,
It must be in that place.
at the place where we first met.
Wei Yuan pushed open the door of a quiet palace and saw the stone carvings inside. There were dense and elegant lines on them. They could not be understood in words, but they could directly convey the meaning. This was the technique that [Hou] was good at.