MTL - Martial Emperor Reborn-Chapter 566 Ancient times

Time and space seem to have changed here. In the distance, watching the Taoist priest turn an old woman into a young man, and see that the priest began to descend from the demon, and the will will dissipate like this. .

Then, it seems that time and space have changed, and everything has become completely different.

Because of the gradual integration, itself, this process of reproduction really made Li Xuan know.

What he knows, naturally, is the history of the prosperous and prosperous state of the gods. The history of the yellow blood is so proliferating. Even Li Xuan himself is shocked.

Yes, ancient, from ancient times.

In ancient times, Kowloon, Qianlong did not use these, these are the meaning of the ancient, the righteousness.

In this, the proliferation of the kingdom of God, from the beginning, is a prosperous age, a prosperous age.

Everything starts with an ordinary son.

This ordinary young son named ‘古菁是’, the name naturally originated from the ‘exquisite ancient city’.

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A white man on a mountain path is walking in it.

I saw him about twenty years old, long eyebrows and eyes, behind him, followed by a book boy, the book boy carrying a baggage. I only heard the book boy walking and said: "The young master is not too early, do you say that we can get to the next market before dark?"

The son replied, "Xiao Li, we can get it. I heard that the next market town is on the other side of the mountain. We don't have to worry."

The white man said again: "Xiao Li, I haven't seen so many chrysanthemums since I was so big. I can only see chrysanthemums in our hometown, but there are not many here. There is no such wild chrysanthemums."

"You haven't seen the young master, let alone the small ones. Most of the chrysanthemums we have are artificially planted. It's very delicate, how can these flowers come from?"

"Xiao Li, now you and I will slowly appreciate these beautiful flower fairy, and don't take it away from here."

In this flower of the mountain, under the blue sky and white clouds. Many bee butterflies are flying, the breeze is stroking, and the autumn chrysanthemums dance with the wind. The white boy can't help but walk into the sea of ​​flowers and deviate from the path. Time is passing by, he is intoxicated, and he looks farther and farther. This is the sound of the book boy: "You are getting worse and worse..."

This sentence pulled the white man back from the intoxication. He smiled and said: "Xiao Li, I want to go to the mountain without knowing it, I want to see the autumn chrysanthemum on the mountain." He looked up. After a while, he said, "Oh, it’s not early. We will continue on our way."

"Hey, son, you know that it’s late!" said the book boy.

"Small Li will go. It seems that the sky is not too early!" said the white man.

It turns out that this white man is from the ‘Western 蜀’, surnamed ancient, famous. In the ancestral home, the family is a small and famous scholarly family.

He also read poetry books from an early age, just to have a glimpse of the title, the title of the gold medal, the high school champion. Adding light to the home, Zeng Cai, Guang Zong Yaozu. This is his life's dream, and his family's sustenance for him. His embarrassment, grandfather is a famous and famous scholar, learning to get rich five cars, only high eight fights, but unfortunately, when he was not born, he did not get fame, so he was influenced by them from an early age, he saw the fame seriously, and thought about being able to Can go to the Son of Heaven.

Fortunately, he is also a wise man. He is very familiar with reading books. He is also a scholar who is used to learning the past and the present. It happened that when I was a son of Ming Mingjun, I opened the road wide, and the road to take the civil service was very good. I basically did justice. He came out this time, and the hope of high school is still very big.

Gu Jing walked along the mountain road and came to the edge of a mountain. I saw a clear spring falling from the sky and landed in the dust of the nine days. Everything in the world, the filth has not weakened his aura. On both sides of the hustle and bustle are the sullen forests, and you can hear the birds screaming. The ancient Jing is standing on the edge of the mountain, watching the peaks in the distance, the clouds in the mountains, the faintly visible green trees, as if the wonderland, in this lonely afterglow, added a little mystery.

Just as he stopped at this side, the sound of the book boy at the other end sounded: "The son is coming over, it’s important to hurry, and it will be dark after a while."

It turned out that Gu Jing, who only looked at the beauty, had forgotten this mountain.

"Little Li, don't worry, I am here." Then he walked along the stone.

Gu Jing and Xiao Li walked out of the forest to a small town. At this time, the lights have already started.

It is said that the town is really small enough for the town to be long, but there are only a hundred people. There are some dilapidated houses on both sides of the street. There is a big banyan tree in the middle. About four or five adults hold hands to barely hug. There is a small shop next to the big banyan tree. Gu Jing and Xiao Li walked on this small street and came outside the store. He looked up at the store. The signboard was worn out, and the original red plaque had begun to fade. The above workers wrote the four characters of the 'Auspicious Restaurant'.

A breeze blew through, and a few of the sawdust became smaller. Gu Jing went in, and when he walked, he called "the treasurer, there was a guest." I saw a listless middle-aged man who walked over and said: "Guest, please sit, what do you want? ”

The two walked down to a table against the wall and sat down. "Come three small dishes, cheaper." Gu Jing said.

"Don't you order wine?"

"no need."

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Gu Jing was idle, and began to look at this small shop. This shop is very small, and there are four tables on it. The original white walls began to yellow because of the age, and they can also see the wood inside. wall.

In the center of the store, a calligraphy and painting was written, which read the five characters of "Heaven and Heaven Masters". There was a **** below and a few incense sticks.

After a while, the treasurer came out with a few small dishes and placed them on the table.

"The treasurer, are you alone in your shop? How can you not see Xiaoji?" Gu Jing asked.

"Hey, son, you are outside. You don't know the bitterness of our countrymen. Although today's holy is a Mingjun, our conditions here are not good, it is not a traffic artery, and there are not many people. We have a hundred families. So the small shop is me alone, the son, the country shop, there is nothing good to entertain, you will use it tonight, please include more. You please use it slowly, something is called me on the line..." Finished, hehe smiled.

"The shopkeeper, let's rest."

Gu Jing said that he had eaten with Xiao Li. Since they didn't have a good meal in a day, they quickly finished eating.

After I had nothing to do after dinner, I chatted with the treasurer. I know from the boss that this small village is called "Seven Dou Village" because there are seven big mountains here, and they are still steep and the average person can't climb up. So I took this name.

(To be continued)