In 1615, forty-three years later, outside Shenyang City, Liaodong.

The sky is gloomy, the lead is cloudy, the wind is blowing from the mountain, the grass is crooked to the east, and it is very sad.A young man in a robe climbed up from the mountain with a robe on his back, and when he came down to a crooked tree, he shouted, "Master, Master, I'm back."

The light and shadow fluctuated beside the crooked tree, and suddenly cracked a mouth.The young man in the robe quickly jumped in, the rift closed, and recovered as usual.In the crack, there is another scene, a dilapidated mountain temple is located on the mountain, the god is decaying, the temple wall is collapsed, and there are only a few lame wooden tables in the windy building on all sides.

The rotten wooden table was padded with a rotten brick, next to it a pile of random grass tidbits, and sat a middle-aged priest on it, and closed his eyes.There was a white candle on the rotten wooden table, and there was a deep black hole in the candle that constantly transmitted starlight and dust, and with the breath of the middle-aged Taoist.

The young man in the robe carefully avoided the deep black hole and went to the middle-aged Taoist side and said, "Master, what a blindfold you have arranged outside, no one knows that we are hiding here."

The silence in the temple, the middle-aged Taoist only faintly responded to the voice of "um."

The young man in the robe unwrapped the burden on his back and opened it at the feet of the middle-aged Taoist, “Master, I bought some medicine in Shenyang City.”It is a pity that you want the heart of the town did not buy, only some ordinary goods.This deserted land on the east side of Liao, heavy soldiers and inconvenient trade, is not as convenient as our Beijing division."

The middle-aged man did not answer.The young man in the robe looked at his master and said, "Master, you look old a lot, but you still have to take care of your body."

The middle-aged Taoist opened his eyes slightly and sighed, “Master, this is changing his life in reverse, peeping into the sky, and naturally harming the life.”But as long as this happens, there is room for recovery in the future, and even the Japanese president, the future is very promising.”

The young man in the robe smiled with joy, and he looked at the deep black hole on the rotten wooden table and asked, “Master, can this yin and yang really contact us after 400 years?”It's really weird."

The middle-aged Taoist slightly bowed his head, and did not wait for him to explain, so he heard a sudden joyful cry in the black hole: "Master, Master, I have succeeded, I have succeeded."The “sclerical” you taught me, I practiced.However, ah, the woman who had just been affected by me suddenly woke up again and scolded and left.Why is this?”

The middle-aged Taoist did not take a good look and said, “You started practicing today, the Tao is too shallow.”It must be that you let the woman get a little stimulation in the speech action, and it is normal for people to resist and wake up.As long as you follow my hard work, the power of magic will naturally increase.You need to be arrogant, or the demons will be disturbed, and it will be hard to achieve a great deal."

The voice in the black hole was busy and replied, "Yes, the apprentice, I just really gave the woman a little stimulation."In the future, I will practice hard, and then I will definitely make it a three-house and six-hospital, full of beauty.“Think about that day!

For such an inscrutable apprentice, middle-aged Dao people can't help but roll their eyes, and the young man in the robe is even more disgusted.Just abstinence, the middle-aged Taoist continued: "Qing Fengtu, the teacher has already taught you to enter the practice, now you want to return one or two."Quickly find me some bright and clear history books, I want to know the world after forty-four years."

As soon as the young man in the robe listened to his master's orders, he quickly removed a stack of blank paper from his backpack, and gently placed a set of pen and ink, raised his ears to listen, and prepared to record.Even middle-aged teachers are full of expectations.

The other side of the black hole is Zhou Qingfeng 400 years later.This guy is excited, and no matter what he wants to do with this cheap master, he does not consider what the consequences of revealing the historical process casually, and directly agrees to the ass.He opened the computer, searched for 1615, and began to chant after finding Baidu.

In the wild mountain temple on this side of the morning, the middle-aged Taoist Valley Yuanwei gathered God's listening.

“For forty-three years, the Kinney Pavilion has sorted out Ricci’s notes and wrote The History of the Christian Expedition to China.”

“The Kinney?It's the far-off ghosts in Chicago, I don't want to listen to this.Tell me about the future of the Great Ming and how you will rise up.”

"Oh, that is the forty-three-year history, when Nurhachi had reformed the Kim-E-Bang Army after the reform of Hetuala."

“Wait, who is Nurhachi?”

"It's about replacing the first generation of the big clear."

“How does the name Nurkhachi sound like a great man, but like...?”

“I said it was a Tatar.Nurkhachi was not a man of Daming, he was the leader of the real tribe of the Liaodong Jianzhou, that is, he unified the real female tribe to replace Da Ming.”

“Oh . . . ?”

Hearing this, the valley in the mountain temple can no longer sit still, immediately exclaimed, "Qingfeng Tuo, you mean that Daming's Jiangshan was robbed by a group of brutes in the state?"

“Yes.”

“Isn’t this the same as Mong Yuan’s capture of Song Yuan?”

“Yes.”

“This... God!”

The shocking news of the valley is like a chicken, even the young people who copy the robes on the side are difficult to write.To know that the entry of the Mongolian into the Central Plains is a disaster for the Han people.Shenzhou is sinking, it is full of fish, and the splendid and brilliant Chinese civilization has been fatally hit, and its severity is comparable to the five hapless thousands of years that have lasted for nearly three hundred years.

The Ming Dynasty was Zhu Hongwu's expulsion of Meng Yuan and the rescue of the people.The past generations belong to the most correct and indisputable country.After more than two hundred years of rule, Daming was... even destroyed by another group of Tatars.

“Sonny, are you wrong?”

"Yes, the forty-three years of the calendar is 1615, and the year is 1644.In less than 30 years, the real woman will carry out the "shaving order" and force all the savages who leave money for the sage.We Han Chinese will be second to all, and we will be full of slaves.”

"My ancestors and my people..." Gu Yuanwei repeatedly asked, and finally sighed, "I see the night stargazing, I see the number of bright air approaching, there are new dynasties in the northeast."I always thought that the Liaodong Wenchen Wu was going to stand up in the Ming Dynasty and innovate, and who knew that the real wild man in the further north had robbed the world?”

The news was shocking!

Gu Yuanwei searched for the future dragon to assist himself in many places after Liaodong, and also learned about the Liaodong form.The real female force in his eyes is just a group of barbarians who do not cultivate Wende, who are not inculcated, and whose military strength is only tens of thousands.Who would have thought that such a group of people who looked at the robbers would kill them and seize the flowers and mountains of the Han people.

Four hundred years later, the Han people often resented every time they remembered the humiliation left by the Central Plains.These four hundred years ago, who still made themselves in heaven, the people who made themselves in heaven are even more unacceptable.

Gu Yuanwei suddenly heard the news, and all the angry people were vomiting blood.

“Master, Master?”Four hundred years later, Zhou Qingfeng came with a voice shouting, “Do I still read?”

And the young man in the robe next to the valley was also exclaiming, "Master, Master, you... your face, you are getting old again."

Under the candlelight of the rotten wooden table, the original middle-aged valley latitude raised his hand, the original smooth skin aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, rough folds, dark spots, and must instantly white.The young man in the robe immediately shouted, “Master, you can’t listen anymore.”Listen to it again, you will be debilitated, described as withered, instantly lost."

This change of government is the biggest celestial plane in the world, and it is to know that this matter is to take the life to compensate.Four hundred years later, Zhou Qingfeng heard someone else shouting and stopping, and he stopped.And before the candlelight, the trembling of the valley's trembling hand looked at for a long time, sighed: "Indeed, I can no longer listen to it, and then listen to it, until I find the real dragon to help, my life will be gone."

Quiet for a while...

The young man in Dao's robe suddenly said in a low voice, "Master, we can't know the general trend of the sky, but this young master and brother can know."We're not going to take him . . .

The voice did not fall, the candlelight on the rotten wooden table suddenly wiped out without wind, and the whole dilapidated mountain temple was dimmed.The young man in the robe immediately exclaimed, "Master, someone has broken through the blindfolded law under our cloth."

At this time, I listened to a drink outside the mountain temple, the fierce wind and lightning hit, and the waves rolled over, and the momentum was no different.A woman's voice sounded outside, "Valley Yuanwei, you are greedy, you are in the wrong way, you are in deficit with the inner government, and how many people are tired of being killed because of you."Now you want to hide in a broken temple?Dreaming!Come out and die!”

A sword gas flew into the inside like electric light from outside the mountain temple, and the valley would be split.Facing the sword, the valley of the Yuanwei immediately reached out and stopped, and a golden shield suddenly appeared.The sword and shield struck, roaring loudly and convulsing.

The mountain temple was broken, and the bricks and tiles collapsed in an instant, and the incense and gray flew.The wall beams in the rumble could no longer hold up, and the whole raging edges collapsed.

In the dust, I saw a little finger of the valley, and drank a big “rise”.Two puppets jumped out at once in a cloth bag in front of him.This puppet saw the long wind, became a ugly face of the two golden, its bladder round, holding a knife axe, fearless rushed out.

"Student, you go and drag the wicked woman first, and I'll bring your young master and sister over again."The young man in the robes of his own voice shouted.

The young man in the robe did not say much, pulled out a peach-wood sword, provoked a string of characters to start chanting spells, and muttered a few words and then followed the two King Kong puppets to kill out.

At this end, the valley Yuanwei shouted at the deep black hole: "Qingfeng, you hold on to Yanggui", along the way, the history book that records the general trend of the world, I will pull you over."

“What?”Zhou Qingfeng heard his cheap master on the other end of the corner seemed a little wrong, he was confused, suddenly heard a crackling in the crackling, also can not understand what happened four hundred years ago, "let me take what?"Take the book?I don’t have any books.What are you doing to me?”

"Take a good history book, I'll bring you over to enjoy a great fortune."Gu Yuanwei did not wait for words to speak, and he began to cast spells on the deep black hole in front of him.

The fighting sound in the "Yanggui" is too noisy, and Zhou Qingfeng on the other end is not inaudible.He only heard that he seemed to be pulling himself to enjoy the wealth of the past, and he heard that he wanted to take the book himself.But he had no books at all, and when he saw a photobook on his computer desk, he grabbed it and shouted, “Why do you want to take a book?”“Anything can’t be a book?”

The situation on this side of the valley is urgent.The sudden female sword light is sharp, the hands are ruthless, and the brush will be two King Kong puppets into waste wood.The young man in the robe who was facing up in the back was also forced to live in danger and could not resist at all.Gu Yuanwei has not been able to talk too much, full of spiritual strength to work, drink a "disease."

Four hundred years later, Zhou Qingfeng felt a powerful force pulling him up, and the "Yanggui" stone in his palm suddenly turned into a black hole, as if to inhale everything in the world.

The building where Zhou Qingfeng is located also trembled violently, even the ground outside was shaking.There were still a few school teachers who were discussing gossip outside the door of his room, and when they saw that this movement was like an earthquake, everyone immediately rushed to run downstairs.

After the black hole in front of Zhou Qingfeng expanded, he sucked him in.Inside is an endless space-time tunnel, and at the end of the distance, there is a bright spot expanding rapidly, and he hit it up and falling out of the bright spot.

Then he ate a mouthful of mud in his screams.And when he waited, a sword light fell on him.He screamed in horror, almost waiting to die, and a golden shield appeared to block the sword light.

The sound of the sword and shield strike was deafening, and the strong shock made the heart and lungs extremely uncomfortable.Zhou Qingfeng was shocked by the brain pain, chest suffocated, spitting a mouthful of blood on the spot, crying in his mind: "What is this?"

The scene of these four hundred years ago was not in the expectation of Zhou Qingfeng at all.The monk's valley was no longer available to explain, and he replaced his great apprentice to meet the strong enemy, and at the same time ordered: "Jane, you take the green peak to avoid, I block this evil woman."

The young man in the robe was not ambiguous, and he took a few steps back to grab Zhou Qingfeng and ran down the mountain, and ran a few steps to touch a paper crane.The paper crane rose against the wind, and the young man in the robe grabbed Zhou Qingfeng and pulled the paper crane.

The messy scenes all confused the twilight.When he looked back, he saw an old man fighting a young woman not far away.The woman saw Zhou Qingfeng appear, immediately scolded: "Gu Yuanwei, 'Yin Yanggui' is really in your hands, this peeping machine, the taste of yang life loss is not good."

Now you are unrepentant, you are wrong again and again, and now you are bold enough to bring people over.This disturbs the permanence, reverses the great sin of the dryness, and you all die.”

The young woman was full of anger, and the sword light in her hand was fast.The sword on the mountain is vertical and horizontal, the land is in the shelling of various powerful spells, and the earth is flying and disintegrated.The big head of the stone flew over the head of Zhou Qingfeng, and his heart was shocked and screamed.

The young man in the robe pushed Zhou Qingfeng onto the paper crane and shouted, "Qingfeng brother, you run first, I will save the master."

“Who are you again?”

“I am your brother.Hold fast to this paper crane, and I'll send you away first."The young man in the robe blew a breath on the paper crane, and the paper crane flaked its wings out of thin air, and a few times called the wow-screaming Zhou Qingfeng took off from afar.

The body is fading, and Zhou Qingfeng's heart must jump out of his throat.Flying in the middle of the air, he caught the paper crane, and almost cried out in panic, "Didn't it say that I should let me enjoy the glory and wealth."You lied to me, what kind of man is this rich?”