Storm of Kings

"Call yourself me? Xu Fu? Immortal?"

Zhou Lie's mind flashed with thunder, even if he was ignorant, but after forcibly memorizing a lot of books, he also knew that there was only one guy in history who had a connection with Xu Fu and Chang Sheng Bu Lao.

"I...My blood is really mixed. I was connected with a champion named Huo before. Now this is a bigger one. I really want to ask which ancestor is so powerful and actually digs the corner of the old winner."

The old figure next to him explained: "Your mother's name is Qu, which is somewhat related to Ying's surname, but the specific blood origin has sunk into history. It is difficult to verify in the current years."

"Old man, who are you?" Zhou Lie felt the tremendous pressure in front of him, and he could only ask while stepping back.

"Children don’t read well, so why don’t they even know the old man? I should be the only one who will talk about Yuanhui. The old man is called Yaofu, a native of the Song Dynasty, who has been a Taoist priest and often writes poems. Zhuang, your later generations will call me and Zhou Dunyi, Zhang Zai, and Cheng Hao Cheng Yi the five sons of the Northern Song Dynasty."

"By the way, I would like to mention you one more thing. The old man likes to study numeracy. He has authored books such as Huangji Jingshi and Xiantiantu. He especially likes to play the plum blossom easy to count."

Zhou Lie said ashamed: "Old man, you are not as famous as the winner! The kid's knowledge is all in the virtual personality. I really can't guess who you are?"

"Idiot, the old man has said so clearly, he still doesn't know! Shao Yong! Shao Yong doesn't even know? It's really annoying."

"Shao Yong? Which Shao? Which servant?"

"I'm mad at the old man! You...what about your virtual personality? The old man tore him back to you."

Zhou Lie felt that the old man was too temperamental, and replied: "Naturally, I have merged with you, otherwise two ancestral spirits will not appear. The old man calms down for the time being. You said that you like to play the plum blossom and easy counting. You are a fortune teller, right? Let me do the math, what should I do next?"

"Puff!" Shao Yong vomited blood three times, rolled up his sleeves and hit him: "Fortune teller, I ask you to say that the old man is a fortune teller. A philosopher, the old man is a philosopher who studies mathematics."

"Okay, okay, okay, philosopher, isn't it okay to be a philosopher? Hurry up and do the calculations." I have to say that Zhou Lie does have the characteristics of a straight man.

"The old man returns to the coffin, you can play alone!" Shao Yong wanted to leave.

"Don't! Lord Ancestor, you are my ancestor!" Zhou Lie hurriedly tried to persuade him. He suddenly recovered and said, "That's not right! Ninth-Rank Spiritual Stage is the foundation. When a newcomer opens his bloodline, even if I know what kind of people have appeared in my ancestors, but after experiencing the precipitation of the years, I cannot guarantee that this bloodline is the person in my mind. I have to sink my mind into the sea of ​​knowledge to sense and communicate."

"That's what Uncle Guo said, until he awakens his long-sleeping memory deep in his genes and locks in the specific origins of the ancestral spirits. The mental period needs to condense the mind, find the sea of ​​knowledge, and penetrate the past and the present."

Zhou Lie asked with some excitement: "Am I in the Sea of ​​Consciousness now? And it has penetrated the past and the present, establishing your identity, and even the peak of the Spiritual Stage. During the Eight-Rank Nurturing Period, there should be a light and shadow in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, representing the will of the ancestors. And spirit, this... this seems to be reached?"

Shao Yong coldly snorted: "If you want to be beautiful, what kind of knowledge is this? There is only an empty shell. Just carrying the old man, this knowledge of the sea will reach three hundred meters, plus a king with white anger on his head. I am afraid that there is no three thousand three hundred feet to build a foundation. As for the eight-rank nourishing period, don't think about it. It needs our temporary approval. It's really a thousand miles away!"

"To put it bluntly, you are too poor to support a real lion plus a yin and yang rhinoceros. So it seems that the start has formed a big advantage, but you have to spend more time in the mental period. "

"Of course, the premise is that your current mind is not swallowed. You will only face this danger when you come to the possession period, but the opponent's size and will are too large, you need to continue to fight with him, maybe it's the possession period. It will be better."

Zhou Lie was dumbfounded, and felt that his mentality period was too special. Others were playing with cat and puppy bronze, and he was going to be the king at once, and he would not have such a trick.

At this moment, Shao Yong retreated quickly, coughing: "Well, be careful!"

Unspeakable pressure fell on Zhou Lie, and he immediately fainted, but endless pain spread through his nerves, as if to swallow him whole, so he was awakened again in pain.

Faint, wake up...

Faint again, wake up again...

This situation lasted more than twenty times. The last time he woke up, he felt gluttonous trembling, and more roots stretched out. With a gentle external force, his mind finally survived the difficulty.

The pressure suddenly expanded, like a tengu eclipse the moon.

Zhou Lie murmured: "First Emperor, Ying surname, Ming Zheng. The son of King Qin Zhuangxiang, the first monarch to be called emperor, successively destroyed the six kingdoms, completed the unification of China and established a centralized state, Qin. I would like to ask the First Emperor, You are just empty airs now, there are no supporting ministers around you, you are just a lonely monarch, why are you so arrogant? I respect you as an ancestor, and want to keep the ancient will. Don't...don't let me hate you.

"Hahahaha, you are the body of my life, isn't the next Shao Yong a courtier? And Zu Chongzhi, Xu Xiake, thank you for allowing me to come to this worst and best time. I want to use people, no You will stick to a pattern, not to mention that you underestimate my martial arts spirit!"

"I won't succumb, you...you are just the memory of the ancients that I have drawn..." Zhou Lie stood up his spine and said with courage, "Who stipulates that the will of today's people is not as good as that of the ancients? Princes and generals, would you rather have a kind? The spirit can be a teacher, a friend, or an enemy. Let's fight! If you want to merge my mind and take my body away, you will show your true ability."

"boom……"

A billowing cloud appeared in the air, and a giant stomped suddenly.

"Strong momentum..."

Zhou Lie rushed up, but it was like a praying man's arm blocking a car, throwing it away after just one face.

"It's really miserable!" Shao Yong didn't dare to move or speak, because there was always an eye in the sky locked on him, the emperor's suspicion was really heavy!

"Point the sword..."

Zhou Lie rushed up again, attacking continuously around the giant's legs.

"Hmph, the sword is coming..." Qin Huang said, "The sword is called Universe Feng. How can the existence of ants stop me?"

As soon as the voice fell, the giant shrank and fought with Zhou Lie.

"Qiang Qiang, Qiang Qiang..."

The two fought, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Lie's arms flew into the air.

"Stupid! This is your turf, what kind of weapons do you want?" Shao Yong reminded Zhou Lie with one sentence.

Thousands of big swords suddenly fell down in the air, and their minds moved, the swords became eight tripods, and they swarmed towards the Emperor Qin.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

With a swipe of the peerless sword named Universe Feng, Zhou Lie's big sword was like a toy, and it was touched.

"Come on again, the third leftwing."

Thousands of swords and thousands of swords formed a tide of swords, and the mountains swarmed like a tsunami, surrounding the Emperor Qin to the center.