The glorious era of the king of the world

Chapter 102 Meeting the Master in the Wasteland (Please subscribe)
He is not said to be invincible in this world, but there are few who can beat him. Power, strength, and beauty are all in one thought.

Why not just retire and live in this world for a thousand or eight hundred years? If you can't enjoy it after fighting so many years of wars, it's not too late to fight the sky again.

Su Yi cut off the thoughts in his mind; "No, no, youthful spirit is the most important thing. If I live here for 800 years, wouldn't I be very old?"

"Besides, if you are not in a desperate situation and risk your life to survive, with a character like mine, I may die in this world one day."

Su Yi looked directly into his heart coldly and knew his shortcomings.

An ox cart came up the wasteland.

A green bull with excellent fur was pulling a brand new RV, yes, an RV.

It is three times more expensive than an ordinary carriage, and is enough to accommodate a luxurious king-size bed room.

During the action, there are runes driving it, and the power of earth and wind continuously pushes the RV forward, allowing Qingniu to move forward easily.

Naturally, one needs to relax when traveling, and relaxation naturally needs to be comfortable, so he built this RV.

It took several days of time and effort to build this luxury RV.

It can only be said that if you have cultivation, you can be willful.

Su Yi was not in a hurry. It would take a long time to gather soldiers and horses, and then gather the allies, enough for him to reach the wasteland before the Demon Sect Mountain Gate opened.

Beyond the border of the wilderness is the far north, where majestic snow-capped mountains come into view.

Su Yi shouted to stop the advancing hooves of Qing Niu. He jumped off the cart and opened his arms, as if he wanted to bring the whole world into his arms.

Looking around, the white snow in the distance is stunning at first sight.

This was the first time he had seen the scenery of the far north, whether in his previous life or in this life.

It was extremely cold in a place like this, and he couldn't even get any money from his previous life.

There is no other reason for this. I am afraid of cold and heat.

Now he is not afraid of severe cold and heat, but he can still feel the biting cold. It is one thing not to be afraid of severe cold, but it is another thing to feel it personally.

If it weren't for the fact that the Master was here, he wouldn't have come.
Hmm, not necessarily. He heard that the peony fish here tastes great, so he might come here, but it will be when the flowers are blooming in spring.

The unique sound of an oxcart operation sounded, and Su Yi turned to look.

A similar bullock cart was approaching.

The cow was an ordinary big ox, its legs and hooves still strong after traveling thousands of miles. It walked on the frost-covered grassland, mooing low from time to time, rising and falling, stopping and walking, picking out relatively fresh grass.

The car was an ordinary wooden cart. The wheels had been slightly deformed after traveling thousands of miles. As it walked on the slightly hard grassland, it made soft squeaks from time to time, rose and fell, and vibrated, leaving an invisible track mark.

The ordinary wooden carts on the official roads of the Central Plains, and the ordinary big yellow cattle in the fields of the Central Plains appear in the wilderness, which is very unusual. If someone can see this scene, they will feel very amazing.

The two cars collided, and Su Yi nodded to each other.

The driver of the bullock cart was a scholar with bright eyebrows. The old cotton robe on his body looked even older due to the travel and dust, but the expression on his face became more simple and approachable. He stepped on the pair of broken straw sandals on the single shaft.

I don’t know why it hasn’t fallen apart after walking on the road for more than a year. The water ladle around my waist swayed slightly with the ups and downs of the oxcart.

Su Yi's eyes were on the book in the scholar's hand.

Just about to take a closer look.

Suddenly a song came from the oxcart, which attracted Su Yi's attention.

"I'm always not allowed to go home...it makes people feel sad...yo."

The scholar driving the car smiled, stretched out his palm and patted the big ox on the back to signal it to stop, then turned to the car behind him and said, "Master, do you want to go home?"

The car curtain is raised.A tall, gray-haired old man came out. He rubbed his waist, stretched out his arms, looked at the boundless wilderness, and said angrily: "I've been here for more than a year, but these birds don't make smoke." Who wouldn't want to go back to Chang'an when we are wandering around the place with nothing to eat and nothing to do?" The old man is a master, so naturally the scholar is the senior brother of the academy.

Mr. Da smiled slightly, supported the master's arm and got out of the car. Then he took out a low bench from the cart and asked the master to sit down. He comforted the master and said, "It's good to see the scenery along the way."

The master is very tall, sitting on a low bench, the hem of the cotton coat directly covers the bench completely, looking as if he is squatting on the grassland, his appearance is a bit funny.

The master said displeased: "What scenery is there to see? The hot sea is really frozen, even if you want to take a bath in a hot spring, you can't do it!"

"We have to find another hot sea that is not frozen."

"Boy, what do you think?" Master looked at Su Yi and asked.

"I think it's really bad!" Su Yi nodded vigorously, pretending not to understand anything.

"You are quite naughty!" The master shook his head and stretched out his hand to call Su Yi over.

Su Yi smiled and touched his head, just like a certain Mr. Wang who was a man of nearly [-] million people. "Hey, how dare I interfere with the fight between you and that guy with a hundred pounds of meat?"

If you can't beat him, then give in. This is a very simple principle.

He is not like some of the protagonists of Long Aotian, who have to shout when encountering every little thing; I can't help but control my fate.

Then fight to the death.

This is not popular these days. Win-win cooperation is the last word, and stability can lead to sustainable development.

Of course, the other party didn't listen, which is another story.

"My cultivation level is so weak that I might not even be able to participate in the battle."

The master said with a smile. "If you are weak, none of my disciples will be strong."

"With my level of cultivation, even the three gentlemen can't beat that one." Su Yi shook his head repeatedly. Mr. Big and Mr. Three are both existences that have transcended the six realms. Mr. Second can even compete with Liu Bai. Compared with ordinary The strong men in the six realms are even more powerful.

The master stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Haha, kid, if you really have no idea, how could you think of getting involved in the first place?"

Su Yi was stunned all of a sudden, the ginger was still too spicy.

After giving a wry smile, he said, "The boy does have some ideas."

The Master moved the bench, approached Su Yi and asked, "What would happen if you had my level of cultivation?"

The master asked curiously, wanting to know the thoughts of this visitor from outside the world. In the past, Ke Haoran was punished by heaven and died. The master defeated the temple master and the leader of the lecturer, and cut down the peach blossoms all over the mountain, but he still couldn't get over his anger.

The master said that he was a stranger. Although it was a bit self-deprecating, he had indeed escaped for a thousand years.

It wasn't until Ke Haoran was punished by heaven that he went to Peach Mountain and beheaded all the peach blossoms on the mountain. His anger became more and more intense over the decades.

Su Yi pointed at himself and said, "Me!"

"Um..." Su Yi tilted his chin and thought.

"If I had such power as you, Master."

"Let's put it this way, now I am of course, the light is immortal and Haotian exists forever." Su Yi said with a smile.

"Then what!" Master asked curiously.

"Then, with your power, Master," Su Yi rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then stood on the bullock cart and waved his hand; "Of course, you are called Haotian. No, I don't understand this name." If you’re not happy, change it!”

"Haha, you overestimated me, I'm just a grassroots," the master was happy, shook his head with a smile, and sighed repeatedly;
"I have wasted most of my life, not daring to raise my head, and could only place my love on the mountains and wilderness."

Su Yi got out of the car, sat next to him and looked directly at the master and said, "But master, do you still want to be a wallflower now?"

(End of this chapter)