All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 500 It's not a dinner party
The Hongmen Banquet has been staged countless times in history, simply repeating the past, over and over again, but the Hongmen Banquet is the most famous and has become a representative of similar banquets.

It turns out that the only lesson humans learn from history is that humans can't learn any lessons from history.

At an unknown number of billions of light-years away from the earth, the old-fashioned story will be staged again, proving that the essence of life is a repeater.

According to Liu Bang's script on Earth, Luo Feng should be patient. What is the most important thing about being a city lord?It's patience. After the foundation is solid, there will be another set of killing and killing.

However, Luo Feng this Liu Bang is the prehistoric version of Liu Bang.

While being patient and steady, it can also produce some big news.

You see, as a Liu Bang, I carry a Chixiao sword with me, which is very reasonable.

At the same time as Liu Bang, I am the emperor of Shenhan, blessed by all gods and protected by all spirits, which is very reasonable.

As the emperor of Shenhan, I carry a picture of all gods with me, and open the national base to the Hongmen Banquet, which is very reasonable.

On the basis of abiding by the Basic Law and basic logic.

I am an elf for one month, and my physical skills are superb, so I have internal energy and evolved fighting spirit, which is very reasonable.

With a single movement, he used force to suppress people, and dealt with many guards in the arsenal cleanly, freely and naturally, and decisively, without delay.

Shocking everyone and being stunned, the boss Mayev swallowed and murmured with lingering fear: "Magic, is this magic?!"

Mafu Aiya excitedly said: "Sir, do you have the blood of the sun elves?"

"No..." Luo Feng smiled lightly and said, "This is not magic, it's fighting spirit."

"This is the domain of qi, there is no fancy magic, what is there is just fighting qi that has multiplied to the peak!"

"Magic belongs to the sun elves, but fighting spirit can be learned by any elf."

Luo Feng's tone was flat, but when it fell to everyone's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, exploding the vast ocean.

"Any elf!"

Everyone's eyes were hot, and the fourth child clasped his hands tightly, and asked excitedly but nervously: "Sir, are we grass elves included?"

Luo Feng smiled slightly: "The great sage has long said that the blood of elves is a fallacy, and fighting spirit is based on physical fitness. As long as you are willing to endure hardship, you will have results."

Of all the dharmas in the heavens, martial arts are the most approachable. Immortal Dao requires a root of luck, and Buddhism requires wisdom. Only martial arts do not require any qualifications. There is the lowest-level Wuhu Severing Knife, and there is also the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu practiced by fools.

There is no upper limit in martial arts. Since the development of martial arts, I don't know how many big Luos on the side of martial arts have been bred.

As one of the major branches of martial arts, Dou Qi naturally does not stick to mere elven blood.

This is an extraordinary power that anyone can master. It is an unimpeded ascending channel that will not be blocked by bloodlines. Even if a new ruling class of fighting spirit emerges thousands of years later, fighting spirit will not be completely blocked. It will be completely solidified, because the origin of grudge is the physical body, which is the body that everyone has!

Dou Qi, this is one of the cornerstones for Luo Feng to create order in this world.

Seeing the first five elves who followed him, as well as the dozens of guards recruited recently, Luo Feng asked solemnly: "Do you want to learn?"

"Think!" Without exception, all the elves replied in unison, their eyes were extremely hot.

"If you want to learn, I will teach you." Luo Feng pointed to the arsenal behind him and said, "Pick up the guns and follow me to the banquet!"

"When I win the Swan City, I will teach you fighting spirit, and you can even pass it on to your family and your descendants!"

With a big wave of his hand, Luo Feng carved an introductory text on the wall, which was erased only after everyone memorized it.

If it is a system text, the loyalty value has already started to go berserk at this moment, the sound of ding dong rang in the protagonist's ear, and the green characters +10, +10, +10 appeared.

Loyalty has a price. If you buy people's hearts with gold, silver, treasures, glory and wealth, sooner or later you will be bought by even greater wealth.

If you want to be truly safe, you must add an ideal on the basis of interests

Set a glorious goal and work hard towards the goal. We all have a common dream and a common belief.

If you simply use slogans to fool people, after a short period of enthusiasm, the pure ideals will be abandoned by the world.

Interests and ideals go hand in hand, and few people betray or betray.Luo Feng is proficient in this way

The kingdom of the high elves respects the ancient times, pursues nature, and chooses to close factories and cut off their tails to survive. After decades, years of damage, arms sales and other reasons have led to a large consumption of arsenals.

But there is still equipment to arm hundreds of people. Although Master Yue is greedy for money, he knows enough force to protect his wealth.

In the past, Swan City was Master Yue's back garden, and the ammunition was still stored in the warehouse.

It takes a few months for a normal affairs officer to come here, and the hottest temper will also test the situation before choosing to do it.

Even though Master Yue was as cunning as a fox, he never thought that Luo Feng, the secretary, was a fake, the letter of appointment was written on the spot, and the seal was carved with radish.

The kingdom of the high elves hadn't seen such audacious elves in decades.

There is still an hour before the Hongmen Banquet, and the sky is not yet dark.

Luo Feng led the people swaggeringly to enter Master Yue's castle, but was pulled out by the guard at the entrance.

The steward ran out in a hurry, watched the moon elf Luo Feng perform a noble etiquette, and then asked, "My lord, what do you mean?"

Luo Feng smiled and said: "Come to talk to Mr. Yue about a business, to borrow something."

The butler's expression changed, and he felt a vague sense of surprise in his heart, so he ran back.

It's a pity that it's neither a sun elf who knows magic, nor a moon elf who knows physical skills, but a grass elf attached to the powerful, how can he avoid the speed of bullets.

In an instant, the housekeeper and the guard died under random gunshots.

"Gun in hand, follow me, kill the master, grab the castle!"

Luo Feng shouted, except for the five horsemen who followed him first, and dozens of newly recruited guards, not a single elf rushed over.

Even though Master Rio oppressed them in every possible way on weekdays, none of the elves came over.

Only a group of swans flew by in the sky, telling the reason why it is called Swan City.

"Sir, what should we do if none of the elves come?" the eldest Maev asked in a low voice.
Luo Feng smiled lightly: "No hurry, we don't give them hope, how can they come here?"

"First break the thief in Master Yue's heart, and let the bullets fly for a while for the rest!"

With a wave of his arms, a group of people under his command rushed towards the castle and started killing.

On the tall building, Master Yue shouted: "Officer, what do you mean, I invite you to the banquet!"

Luo Feng also shouted: "What I want to do is not to treat guests to dinner!"

　Insomnia, can't fall asleep, and don't want to code
　　
　
(End of this chapter)