Laozi is the village head

The people of the Holy See left with the archbishop and the blond young man. Yang Feng couldn’t help but hand over the people. The price they paid was so good that he couldn’t say anything else. It would be too shameless to say anything. Xiao Jian is not very valuable. That book on space spells absolutely leaves Yang Feng no other demands. He didn't refuse this thing. The Holy See seems to have pinched him, but the Holy See does it. One thing was wrong. This thing was useless for Yang Feng, but useful for Wenwen. Accept the thing and give the antidote to the person of the Holy See, and the transaction is completed.

"I feel more and more that what a correct decision we made to go to the Alps at the time! If the Holy See's warehouse were given, it would be a rich harvest!" Mengmeng touched the Chi Xiao sword, pretending not to see it. Everyone’s contempt, he still carries people’s warehouse. It’s good enough to not be handled in a pot. With a soft groan, the long sword is unsheathed, and a cold light rises into the sky. That invisible pressure naturally rises, the sword of God Wei really cannot be underestimated.

Mengmeng waved his hand a few times, returned the sword into its sheath, threw it to Yang Feng, curled his lips, and said dissatisfied: "It's too heavy for me to use."

Yang Feng smiled, Shen Bing will automatically choose the owner. Mengmeng is not a master recognized by Shen Bing. It is naturally not easy to use. He drew a few swords. Although it is not difficult to use, he is not as comfortable as using Yanlong. Nor is it a person recognized by Chi Xiaojian.

"You are all mistaken, this is not an ordinary sword, this is a magic sword." Zhang Daofeng said suddenly.

"Chixiao Sword is a demon sword?" Yang Feng asked incredulously. In the legend, Chixiao Sword is a magic weapon that saves thousands of people from water and fire. It is known as the sword of the emperor's way and is a peerless weapon for slashing demons and slaying demons. , How could it be a magic sword.

"Oh!" Zhang Daofeng sighed, talking to someone with a fixed mind is like this. You must always explain it carefully. Only in this way can you communicate, "The magic sword, the magic demon, not the demon demon, according to my research. Prehistoric humans can be roughly divided into two schools, swords and magic. The East is dominated by swords, and the West is dominated by magic. This does not mean that there is no magic in the East. It is just that the East prefers to call spells, perhaps for the sake of the West. The difference, but the principle is the same, but the form of expression is different. Most people will choose the same practice. Just like people working now, they will choose a skill to learn, but there are also people who can practice sword and magic. Most people like this They are all abolished, but it does not rule out that there are some geniuses who finally reached the extreme and stood at the pinnacle of mankind. This Chixiao Sword is the weapon of such geniuses, and pure swordsmanship cannot exert his power."

Yang Feng understood, and at the same time, he also knew what a gap is. He looked at other people's thoughts and his own. It was really not a level. Suddenly, he thought of a question, "This sword can be used."

"I don't know, there are different schools of swordsmanship and different types of magic. Pippi only masters the fire element. If this sword is for a certain element, and this element is not the fire element, it will be useless." Zhang Daofeng said.

"Son, come and try this sword." Yang Feng didn't pay attention to Zhang Daofeng's words. It was useless, not useless. He threw the sword to his son. Pippi is too small and the sword is too long. No one can handle the sword. Pulling it out, Dong Yuxin helped hold the scabbard, and he held the sword in his hand.

"Teng!" Pipi held the hilt in his hand, the tip of the sword stood up to the sky, the Chi Xiao sword flashed red, and a ball of fire surrounded the body of the sword, like a fire dragon in Pippi's hands, Pippi was frightened. I jumped, but I laughed quickly, as if a child had found a fun toy. By mistake, he was just a child, a standard child.

Yang Feng was stunned and was happy. Mengmeng and their eyes widened, and they looked shocked. Although they knew that Pippi was playing with fire, it shouldn't be so exaggerated. Is this going to be refined?

Tell everyone Zhang Daofeng’s powerful theory, and people immediately understand it. This is the benefit of non-human beings together. Some non-human things are easy for everyone to accept, and the people of the Holy See will never know. They just give away a handful of uselessness. The sword is a supreme treasure, which happens to be cheaper than Yang Feng.

A harvest, a big harvest, although a lot of gifts were given out for this wedding, it seems to have recovered more. The value of Chi Xiao alone is incalculable, not to mention that there is a book about space magic.

"Go home!" There is nothing better than going home. Yang Feng and the others quickly marched towards the dock of Yangjiapu. When they returned, there was one less person and one guest than when they went. Yun Tian did not join Yang Feng and the others. Returning, saying that he was going to travel alone, Yang Feng felt that there must be something tricky, but it was none of his business, as long as he didn't mess with himself, just do it.

Yang Feng asked Yun Tian that the killing of the tiger some time ago had nothing to do with her. Although Yang Feng would not say that Yun Tian had nothing to do, he felt that Yun Tian was not suspicious, but at least he went to the biggest suspect, and Qin Shihuang also said it. If it’s useless, Yang Feng is right to think about it. It’s not a simple matter that the emperor of another country wants to order tigers and bears, and it seems that the relationship between Yun Tian and Qin Shihuang is extraordinary. Yun Tian asked, Qin Shihuang would not refuse.

As soon as they returned to Yangjiapu, someone came to visit. It can be seen that Yang Feng and their whereabouts are transparent in the eyes of some people. After receiving reports that a person named Laughing Buddha came to visit, Yang Feng was stunned and remembered this. How could he not greet him personally if he is busy letting the door go. A generation of eminent monks is visiting.

"Rare! Rare! Come in!" Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Excuse me, Mr. Yang, please forgive me." Laughing Buddha said politely.

Someone offered fragrant tea, laughed at the Buddha's admiration, and began to talk about business, "This time I took the liberty to visit, I asked for something."

"The Buddha is serious. Just tell me if I have something to do. I will never turn down if I can help." There is no conflict with the laughing Buddha. If you don't talk about anything else, he can't be too ruthless if you look at the text and gifts given by others.

"Qin cannot avoid a war with us. I would like to ask Village Chief Yang to stay out of the matter. I wonder if Village Chief Yang can agree to it." Laughing Buddha said.

"No problem, I won't help each other." Yang Feng thought for a while before answering. In fact, the answer is already there, but at this time, you can't be so impatient.

"Thank you!" The laughing Buddha apologized very sincerely. Yang Feng appeared at Qin Shihuang's wedding and spread the news that the Vatican had been destroyed. This became a major concern for them. They are overwhelmed and exhausted. If there is another Yang Feng who is almost invincible, then they don't need to fight at all. They surrender directly, and save their lives.

War is just like fighting. Only if the forces are evenly matched can you have confidence and passion. If you know that you have been slaughtered and crushed, and you have to fight explosives, it is not brave but stupid. The sacrifice is based on a certain degree of success. In terms of chance, if no matter how hard you try, you are doomed to fail. What else do you work hard, and you can die if you work hard, you can live without hard work, let alone work hard, India is like this now, facing a Qin country, they Confidence, the power of a battle, if Yang Feng is added, then they really have no fun, unless they can agree to the shameless conditions of some shameless people.

In this era, there are no charcoal in the snow, but a lot of people have fallen into the trap. Being able to remain neutral at the most critical moment is already a great kindness. Therefore, India’s gratitude to Yang Feng will be given by the Laughing Buddha two days later. The little thoughts sent by Yang Feng can be seen.

The Indian side sent a few books and a knife, and a seedling knife. It was simple and sharp. It had no special name. Yang Feng didn’t know what kind of sword it was. But at this time, the Indian side took it out as a thank you. It won’t be ordinary things. As for the three books, Yang Feng couldn’t understand them. The text on them was by no means any type of text that Yang Feng had seen. Yang Feng’s current research on ancient texts is not comparable to ordinary language researchers. Yes, his research scope is no longer limited to ancient Chinese characters. If you want to talk about this world, who has an understanding of characters above Yang Feng, then this person is Zhang Daofeng, of course, the premise is that Zhang Daofeng belongs to the product of this world, and Zhang Daofeng has already Moved closer to the realm of God.

Yang Feng suspected that the Miao knife was the ancestor of the Miao knife that Chi You once used, but there is no evidence that it was used by Chi You, so there is no way to be sure, and Dong Yuxin held the knife, nothing special. The feeling of other people is the same, so I didn’t have to study it. Compared with Dao, Yang Feng is more interested in the three books, a kind of text that has not been seen before, which represents not only a culture, but a secret. The evolution of the world has made Yang Feng no longer believe in evolution. In the world of Village Chief Yang, the world is destined to be rewritten. As for how to write, it depends on how much Yang Feng can explore the unknown secrets of this world.

You don’t understand these three books, so you don’t need to read them first, but the one given by the Holy See is an ancient Chinese script that Yang Feng can see, but it’s about space magic knowledge. He threw it to his daughter to study. Interlaced like a mountain, he didn't want to waste that energy.

"Dad, what is the spirit?" Wenwen ran over and asked Yang Feng a question.

"Essence..." Yang Feng was stunned. He seemed to know what the essence was, but he didn't seem to know exactly what it was. He couldn't even say what it was.

"Everything has a spirit. When a thing reaches its extreme, after its death, something condensed from body and soul will appear, that is, spirit." Zhang Daofeng's strength has reached the point where it is unpredictable. The answer is out.

Yang Feng thought about it. It seemed that it was the truth, so he told his daughter the explanation. Zhang Daofeng despised him. This is a repeater!Not even a little bit of my own understanding, really a role model for lazy people.

"Dad, do you have a spirit?" Wenwen blinked his eyes with understanding, and asked expectantly.