My Liver Experience in Reality

Chapter 117 Good idea, people are too weak!
Under the night.

High above the sky, Henry Zhang looked into the distance without any extra emotion on his face, stepped slightly on his feet, and moved forward for nearly ten kilometers.

He walked all the way without making any movement, as if the air in front of him had been emptied in advance.

Only the five-color light under his feet disappeared after he stepped on it, and then when he landed again, it would reappear and carry his body.

He doesn't need to be able to fly, as long as there is a fulcrum under his feet, he can rely on the strength of his body to stride in the air abruptly.

Of course, pure air is also fine, but the movement is too large, and accidents are easy to occur.

The United States is on the verge of rising.

A figure crossed the ocean, traveled hundreds of kilometers, and fell into the forest.

Looking at the surrounding mountains and forests that were very different from those in Zhuxia, Zhang Xuanchong raised his brows slightly, and turned his gaze to the manor below.

"Charles and what kind of bullshit leader."

His heart moved slightly for a moment, and then his feet slightly touched the ground, and his figure disappeared instantly.

And in the huge manor below, there are racecourses, swimming pools, villas... everything.

"Kino, have you made up your mind?"

In the room, a fluent bird song sounded, causing the elegant white man to shake the wine glass for a while.

Immediately, he put down his wine glass, turned his head to look at the figure on the left by the window, and said with a chuckle, "Carlos, you are late."

"Half an hour ago, I had already thrown the video out."

"I think you'll regret it!"

Carlos turned around and looked back, with a subtle expression on his face, he said, "Trust me!"

"Oh?"

The elegant white man frowned, he didn't understand where the determined expression on the old man's face came from.

But before he could make a sound, the former suddenly knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "The Second Priest, Carlos Gil, welcomes my god to come!"

"you"

Jino's pupils shrank, his breathing froze, and he subconsciously stood up. Suddenly, the room was eerily quiet, and a needle could be heard.

But after a while, there was still no one in the room, which made Gino heave a sigh of relief, and hurriedly walked towards Carlos who was still kneeling on one knee.

But before he took two steps, his body suddenly stopped on the spot, and then imitated the former's movement, kneeling on the ground on one knee, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Carlos, Gino."

Zhang Xuanchong lowered his eyes, taking both figures into his eyes.

"Where is the other leader?"

After the words fell, Jino was shocked, but it was Carlos who said, "He's dead!"

"Kino played tricks and executed him!"

"interesting."

After looking around the room, Zhang Xuanchong turned his attention to the elegant white man, "Do you want to lift the table?"

While speaking, he broke through his heart defense without any accident, looked through his thoughts, and knew what this foreign devil wanted to do.

However, what surprised him was that this foreign devil was not low-status, and he could influence the old man's government orders sitting in the black palace.

This couldn't help but move his heart, and some thoughts arose.

After waiting for a long time, before he could answer, Zhang Xuanchong only saw his body shaking more and more violently as time went by.

This made the latter a little bored, and he said casually, "How about your demeanor last night?"

"Don't you want to see if I can stop all nuclear weapons, you can try!"

"you"

"You know everything?"

The elegant white man took a deep breath, forcibly stopped his trembling body, and slowly squeezed out these few words, but he didn't dare to look up.

"It is a good move to provoke the whole world, and even Zhuxia's own desire for evolution, so as to put pressure on Zhuxia."

Hearing this, the two raised their heads subconsciously, and looked at Zhang Xuanchong one after another, but he continued:

"It's a pity that you are too weak!"

He chuckled softly, with a slight smile on his face, but there was no wave in his eyes and said: "I really want to see if the first pillar of the Three Pillar Kingdom can stop the attacks of other countries!"

"Britain, black chicken, Hans cat, three seals"

"Since you are united, it's better to fight in the nest!"

Zhang Xuanchong's eyes flickered slightly, and the eyes of the two who were about to say something immediately became dull.

Seeing this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then he disappeared into the room. Time is tight, the task is heavy, and there is no waste.

He knew from the mind of this white man named Gino who are the people who can determine the lifeline of the United States, and now he is going to plant some seeds for these people.
Not only the United States, but also the countries he mentioned just now, he has to take a trip. He thinks that they are still too free, so that's why he has this kind of thought.

He had to find something for them to do.

As for the video, who cares, just come and bark in front of him if you have the guts!
In this way, the United States, Britain, Wuji and even some other countries were all visited by Zhang Xuanchong within one day.

Rather than throwing things at Zhu Xia, he prefers to watch these people throwing each other.

The next day, dawn, seven o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Xuanchong returned to that mountain again, but this time someone was waiting for him on the mountain.

"Mr. Zhang!"

Ye Ming bowed slightly and said hello.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuanchong's heart moved slightly, and he said casually, "How do you know I'm here?"

"Because you were here yesterday, so I took a gamble that you will still be here"

Ye Ming smiled bitterly, feeling a little helpless.

"Well, why are you looking for me?"

The former stretched his waist, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Have you brought everyone back?"

"not yet."

Hearing this, Ye Ming shook his head vigorously: "Mr. Zhang, I came to you because I hope you won't be so direct in the future. The spy from Shikoku Island was a bit ruthless and too direct, which caused a lot of heated discussions on the Internet."

While speaking, he was a little nervous.

"OK, no problem!"

Looking at the expression on his face, Zhang Xuanchong nodded with a smile.

But then, he seemed to think of something, and said again: "By the way, the video of my attack yesterday was captured by someone, and it is estimated that it will come in from outside in a few days, please pay attention."

"In addition, those western countries have been tampered with by me, and there may be friction between them later. Pay attention and see if you can get some benefits."

"Understood, Mr. Zhang!"

Ye Ming's complexion changed slightly, and he nodded quickly and asked, "Which countries are they?"

"The United States, Britain is probably here."

"The United States is one side, and the rest is one side. The two sides are fighting against each other, and it's just the two of them, and no extra countries will be involved!"

"."

After hearing what Zhang Xuanchong said, he swallowed, but immediately showed a bit of joy on his face.

"Mr. Zhang, this is you!"

As he spoke, he gave a thumbs up.

After being silent for a while, Ye Ming looked at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and said softly: "Is there any secret hidden under the Mausoleum of the First Emperor?"

A few days ago when Zhang Xuanchong asked him for information about the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, he paid attention to it, but even after he found many relevant experts, they discussed it together for a long time but still couldn't come up with a reason.

I can't figure out what's in it that can attract him.

Now the latter happened to be in a good mood, so he had the courage to ask.

"secret."

Chewing these two words, Zhang Xuanchong raised his eyebrows and eyes slightly, and looked at the mound of soil that was much shorter than in history:

"I don't know what's in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, but I can tell you one thing"

Ye Ming's gaze returned to Zhang Xuanchong.

"This world is not simple, or Zhu Xia is not simple."

"I want to go through the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to see what is hidden in the past history."

"Uh"

Looking at Mr. Zhang with a sad face, Ye Ming twitched the corners of his mouth, hesitant on his face, but finally said:

"Mr. Zhang, what you said simply means that there may have been practitioners in the past?"

"Ok?"

Zhang Xuanchong's eyes flickered slightly, and he pointed his eyes at Ye Ming: "What do you mean?"

"If this is the case, I can tell you with certainty and certainty that there was no one like you before."

Ye Ming scratched his head and continued:

"Since you appeared, we have reviewed all the historical materials in the past and found that all the famous 'immortals' in the past dynasties are just a little special people, not an 'extraordinary' existence like you."

"In other words, you are still the first one among Zhu Xia to open up the world."

"you sure?"

The former's heart moved slightly, he understood what Ye Ming meant, and at the same time, he also clearly understood what Ye Ming wanted to see at this time, but found that it was really what he said.

Not to mention looking through all the historical materials, at least they have read the classics that record the history of Taoism, but the result is no different from what he said.

None of them can be called 'immortals'.

"I am very sure!"

Ye Ming didn't know what Zhang Xuanchong was thinking, but he still nodded solemnly.

Zhang Xuanchong was slightly taken aback by his answer. The reason why the latter wanted to explore these unopened ancient tombs was because the historical materials may be incomplete and may be tampered with.

But if he is really asked to speak, the official people will definitely not easily draw conclusions if they look up historical materials and explore the past.

But even so, they still came to this conclusion, that.
Thinking of this, his vision zoomed in sharply again, bringing the earth bag into his eyes, and his eyes kept flickering.

"Who is the most powerful Feng Shui master in Zhuxia!"

After a while, Zhang Xuanchong looked at Ye Ming again. He doesn't understand Fengshui, but he can let people who understand it see it.

Ye Ming directly dispelled most of his intentions to enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. He went in to see if there were any extraordinary things, but now that the official seal is gone, why would he go in?

He doesn't do things that are not beneficial.

However, if this aura of fighting and killing can be explained by Feng Shui, he will really give up.

"Do you know Shi San?"

Ye Ming raised his head slowly and said, "This is the consultant of Dragon Slaying Team"

"Shi San?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Xuanchong's eyes, "You're talking about that old man on the Qinbei Plateau?"

"That's right, it's him, as long as you know it!"

Ye Ming nodded again and again: "Ye He told me that this old man's attainments in Feng Shui are quite high, otherwise the Dragon Slaying Team wouldn't be looking for him."

"Okay, I got it!"

After the words fell, Zhang Xuanchong disappeared in place, leaving Ye Ming touching his nose helplessly.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of light footsteps behind him, "Group Leader Ye, is he the resident true god you're talking about?"

"What do you think!"

Ye Ming said lightly, with a straight waist.

Wearing a simple Taoist robe, a thin old man with long hair came out from behind, stroking his beard.

Just when the former said this, he solemnly said: "Whether he is or not, he is no different from a god."

"Huh~"

A flash of disdain flashed in Ye Ming's eyes, and he said in a sharp tone: "You will follow even if you go to Datian, what do you see?"

"To be honest, I didn't see anything!"

The old man smiled slightly, and immediately said: "Did you give 'him' the 'Secret Record of the Gods' I gave you last time?"

"Bullshit 'Secret Record of the Gods', it's just a fake!"

The disdain in the former's eyes became more intense. Zhang Xuanchong told him later that the thing was fake, and he even drank a few more glasses of wine for it.

Now that the old bastard from Baiyun Temple mentioned this again, he was naturally a little upset.

"What if it's true for me?"

"Really?"

The sound suddenly sounded, and then slowly spread until it dissipated.

Ye Ming just wanted to speak, but his heart skipped a beat. He quickly turned his head to look at the same confused old man next to him. After the two looked at each other, they couldn't help swallowing.

Then Ye Ming's tall and straight body gradually bent down, and the old man's face was no longer as free and easy as before, but a little more painful.
"Are you guys discussing something bad behind my back?"

The voice sounded again, but this time it was not from the back, but from the front.

After the two looked at each other, the same pair of legs appeared in their lowered eyes.

"Mr. Zhang, Pindao is Danyang of Baiyun Temple, and I want to offer something here!"

The old man took a deep breath, took out a thin booklet from his pocket, and held it forward with both hands: "This is the real book of 'Fengshen Secret Record'!"

Looking at this thin booklet, Zhang Xuanchong, who stood in front of the two, had a slight glint in his eyes, playing with taste: "So, you also want me to be a god?"

He still remembered what was written in the fake book last time. Even if this book was genuine, the general idea should be similar.

"also"

The expression of the old man who bent down to look at the ground changed slightly, but he said: "The poor way wants to exchange this for the true law of the god!"

"Hehe~"

Zhang Xuanchong chuckled, stopped looking at the things in his hands, and just said softly: "You are too old, your energy and spirit have withered, even if you give you a method, it will be useless."

"Besides, are you giving this fake thing just to be an empty-handed wolf?"

While speaking, the playful look on his face became more intense, and his tone was full of ridicule that even a fool could hear.

"Old man, it's fine if you lied to me once, you fucking come a second time!!"

Ye Ming raised his head abruptly, glaring at the old man beside him, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"How dare you?!"

"How did you find out?"

The old man ignored Ye Ming's roar, but was a little puzzled why Zhang Xuanchong would find out.

"Do you think that because of your relationship, I dare not kill you?"

Looking at the old man who seemed to be confident, Zhang Xuanchong raised his brows slightly, and there was a bit of coldness in his tone.

After a few moments of silence, the old man straightened up, slightly raised his head to look at the figure in front of him who was a head taller than him:
"God."

As soon as he uttered two words, he was blocked by the bloody light in Zhang Xuanchong's eyes, "Give it to the shameless old thing!"

Before the words disappeared, Ye Ming heard a muffled sound beside him, and then he saw a hand being withdrawn.

"I haven't shot basketball for a long time, I almost crushed the ball!"

Withdrawing his right hand, Zhang Xuanchong looked at Ye Ming again, and said casually: "Next time there is such a stupid person, don't come to see me."

At this time, the latter just turned his eyes away from the headless corpse standing steadily beside him, when he heard this casual voice.

"Understood, Mr. Zhang!"

Ye Ming smiled wryly twice, and hurriedly responded.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuanchong didn't say anything, and his body disappeared before his eyes again.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and began to pant heavily. He took out the phone from his bag and contacted someone.

In the clouds, Henry Zhang showed a few thoughts on his face.

The old man was full of lies just now, if he hadn't been able to read people's hearts, he might have been deceived.

It's the same over and over again.

He gave it two chances, but unfortunately the old man didn't know what to do, so it's no wonder he was there.

Of course, what he thought was not about the old man, but about the 'Huang Ting Jing'.

"Ye Ming didn't lie to me, but Huang Tingjing really doesn't make sense. People who don't practice have created scriptures that explain the principles of practice. This is really, no matter how you think about it, why is there a problem!"

As his thoughts turned, his eyes couldn't help flickering.

But at this moment, the panel suddenly fluctuated and appeared in front of the eyes for no reason, with light blue mosaics rippling on it.
"This is?"

Looking at the words on it, a golden light suddenly burst out in his eyes.

[Get 0.1 points of your own Dao Yun! 】

(Note: Dao Yun: It can construct the power of the underlying legal principles of the world, and can make up for and perfect the construction of the world!)

(End of this chapter)