All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 224
After Sanqing, Yuhuang, Doumu, Zhenyuanzi... many virtuous Da Luo studied and decided that Luo Feng will be the black emperor in the future.

Luo Feng said, I said that I am not humble, you should hire someone else.

Zhen Yuanzi said solemnly: "Of course, one's own destiny depends on self-struggle, but one must also consider the course of history."

"Fellow Daoist Zulong is too exhausted from all the work in the prehistoric world. We really can't bear it. Let him have a good rest."

Luo Feng sighed helplessly, and read two lines of poetry at that time.

"Gou..."

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. If you accept the country's filth, you are called the master of the country; if you accept the country's ominous fortune, you are the king of the world.

To enjoy the authority of the Black Emperor, one must fulfill the obligations of the Black Emperor and have corresponding responsibilities and responsibilities.

As the number one master of mimicry in the universe, Zhen Yuanzi shoulders the mission of teaching Luo Feng.

With the sleeves fluttering, the universe is turned upside down, time emerges, the details are created, and all kinds of derivative probabilities are integrated into it.

Various abnormal parameters, unknown variables, worst and best possibilities are quietly born.

The most important right in the world is nothing else, but the right to choose. The reason Da Luo is invincible is that they can start over indefinitely and have unlimited choices forever.

Simulating the future and analyzing probabilities are the basic qualities of every big Luo. If the ordinary big Luo is one, the supernatural being is ten, and the Zhenyuanzi is more than sixty points.

This is the craft of eating, diversity comes first!

Chaos is upside down, time splashes wonderful flowers, and waves turn into quantum states, affecting countless time and space.

There is a country, named Yu, with the patriarchal system, the clan surname is Ji, the main clan, and the title of emperor;

In 3000, the new year ushered in the beginning of reform, and the festival reached the dynasty.The crown is lifted up, and the crown and sword are connected.Eight-tone ensemble, everything is announced.Chang Chen Shengli, wishing to last for thousands of years;

In 6000 years, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was in peace, and the cup was offered.The cloud is full of auspiciousness, and the shadow of the sun grows at the beginning.Well-dressed and full of bells and chimes.Ling Yikesheng, Jiahui Chapter;

8000: Chen Dale in the court, sitting in Taiwei.Condensed and negative, and the end arch hangs down.The mandarin luan is in a row, and the hairpin group is shining.The fragrance of the imperial furnace is scattered, and the fragrance is full of gloom.

In the Yu Dynasty, civil and martial arts were combined, all things were ruled by virtue, and Mingjun was in power, with rich clothes and clothes, and finally rituals and music settled the world, and hundreds of schools came together. It has lasted for eight thousand years, and the destiny has come to an end.

At the end of 8000, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the world was in constant disputes, schools of thought rose up side by side, wisdom and political reform coexisted, and tricks and plots went hand in hand.

There is a country in the northwest, named Xiong, after the Black Emperor Zhuanxu, after eight thousand years of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States, the national power has grown stronger.

During the time of Duke Xiongmu, he appointed virtuous and capable men, humbly accepted advice, destroyed twelve countries, opened up thousands of miles, and the national power grew day by day.Duke Xiong Xiao succeeds to the throne, emphasizing law, agriculture, soldiers, Yin and Yang...the various families, the national power will flourish again.

Passed on to the next six generations, there will be great talents and general plans, the king of destiny will be born, and the survivors of the sixth generation will fight hard to conquer the inner world, swallow the great Yu and destroy the princes, act as the supreme and control the Liuhe, hold on to beat and flog the world, and vibrate the world.

Since then, the Daxiong Xian Dynasty was established, and hundreds of schools were collected, soldiers were abolished, folk practices were prohibited, and all Taoists were suppressed with dragon energy.

Luo Feng sat on a pile of loess, muttering in a low voice: "I'm so stupid, really..."

A generation of ancestral dragons swallowed the world, successively destroyed the six countries of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, and Qi, and completed the unification, and they were in their prime, with unfathomable cultivation, and it is estimated that they would not be a problem if they lived another ten thousand years

This is true hooray hooray hooray hooray.

How does this kind of opponent play? !

Checking it out, Luo Feng sighed again, his physique was like that of a mortal.

They start with a bowl and fight the world empty-handed, but they don't even have a bowl.

As for restoring cultivation and breaking the game violently, this violates the rules of the game and is tantamount to failure. Please try again, heroes.

It seems that after hearing Luo Feng's complaint, in order to prove that God's will has not abandoned him, a piece of information spread.

Zulong died in the Xingtai sand dunes during his east tour in 5400 of the Xiongli calendar.

Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't overthrow Zulong head-on, everything would be easy.

Xiong Er is an heir, and he doesn't have the courage to fight the world with his bare hands. Compared with Zulong, he is much easier to deal with.

"Is my opponent you? Emperor Xiong Er."

Luo Feng murmured, and then looked into the distance.

Now his goal is to keep going, set a small goal first, and keep him for 400 years.

Zulong is very powerful, I can't beat you, but I can beat you to death, as long as I live long, I will dance on the grave sooner or later.

……

Green hills, white horses, small bridges and flowing water.

Everything is picturesque, but Luo Feng is very depressed because these things do not belong to him.

There is only one reason, household registration, household registration, household registration!

Important things are said three times. What is the most important thing in the new world? !
Household registration is the most important.

If you don't know the language, you can pretend to be dumb, if you don't know how to write, you can pretend to be illiterate, if you don't know common sense, you can pretend to be a fool...

However, without household registration, you are a black account.

The Daxiong Xian Dynasty ruled the country with legalism, and the laws were the most stringent, only protecting the human rights of those with household registration.

In other words, in the Daxiong Xian Dynasty, a person was considered a person if he had a household registration, and he was not considered a person if he did not have a household registration.

Refugees without household registration are similar to livestock. They can be bought and sold, they can be slaves, and they can even be rewarded for reporting to the government.

It's not that Luo Feng is not stable enough, but that he really has no household registration, and he doesn't even know the name of the place if he wants to lie.

On the tiger chair, a middle-aged man was playing with a stone ball, and said casually: "Consider what's going on, if you want to sell salt with me, I'll send you to the Yamen."

The younger brother Ma Zai on both sides held a pair of red sticks and stared at him. Only Luo Feng dared to utter a word, and immediately hit him.

Get half dead, and then drag it to the Yamen for rewards.

Luo Feng sneered, how could he work for you, a private salt dealer, since his family is dignified and a generation of emperors.

His head was raised at 45 degrees, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I want to take a profit!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed immediately, he waved his big hand and said, "Untie the ties, sir, please come to my room for a private talk."

The boss gave an order, and the younger brother knew that the situation had changed.

Immediately put on a bright smile, turning faces is faster than turning pages.

"How offended, sir, offended."

The younger brother who guarded the bundle obsequiously supported Luo Feng, like a dog.

Seeing this, Luo Feng smiled softly: "From now on, we will be brothers. One family does not speak two different languages, so I dare to ask brothers what to call them."

"Little Chen Hu, I hope Mr. will take care of you in the future." Chen Hu with delicate features said in a low voice
Luo Feng nodded, fully agreeing.

Between the two of them talking, the rope had been loosened and they were free again. Luo Feng cupped his hands and said to the boss: "Please let me wash up, old knife handle."

The middle-aged man, that is, the old swordsman, turned his eyes and laughed heartily: "I didn't think twice, Chen Hu quickly take Mr. down, please come to the yard at night."

"Thank you!" Luo Feng cupped his fists and saluted.

Following Chen Hu down, the two chatted one after another.

Because Luo Feng was about to join the gang, Chen Hu was eager to curry favor and leaked a lot of information.

(End of this chapter)