Gods and Immortals

() The low buzzing sound, like the noise of mosquitoes and flies fluttering and circling, is particularly ear-piercing in the silent environment, and penetrates into Mo Xuan's ears very penetratingly.

The smell of burnt paste drifted over, if there seemed to be nothing, and it was also mixed with the smell of earth.

Mo Xuan closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly.

Suddenly, a gust of sweaty wind rushed towards my face, as if someone was waving an undershirt that hadn't been washed for half a month, letting me smell the smell.Intensely nauseating.

"Cuckoo... cluck cluck!!"

A sudden rooster crowing interrupted the low-pitched humming like the wings of mosquitoes and flies, followed by footsteps moving, and the sound of metal clashing everywhere, gradually waking Mo Xuan out of his trance.

"Where is this?"

"Am I... dead?"

Mo Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and the three figures in front of him froze immediately, and before Mo Xuan could react, they rushed forward happily.

Followed by a smell of burnt bones, a strong smell of sweat that induces vomiting, and a smell of chicken excrement that exudes the smell of grass juice.

The combination of these three flavors instantly awakened Mo Xuan, almost retching.

"Ha! Your Highness is awake, it's my credit!"

"You fart! I only danced half of the soul-calling dance, and His Highness woke up. It's clear that my soul-calling dance is useful!"

"Shut up, shut up! Don't you look at the direction the chicken's nostrils are facing? It's southeast! It's Chaoge King's Court, and it's a symbol of good luck!"

Mo Xuan barely suppressed the discomfort in his throat, and looked around.

The house was filled with green smoke, the whole body was black, and the old man was covered with unknown paint, holding a copper nail in one hand, and a scorched tortoise shell in the other, making a humming and low-pitched chanting sound, like a magic stick in an old forest deep in the mountains.

An old woman with naked upper body, covered with necklaces and accessories made of bones, has the strongest visual impact, with a thick animal tooth missing from her hair bun, which is simply the primitive dress in Mo Xuan's impression.The old woman was holding the crowing rooster upside down in her hand. After shaking it back and forth, the rooster's head was dizzy from the shaking, and the screaming was temporarily stopped.

There is also a middle-aged man with a headband and a loose robe, waving a somewhat dry, shiny black and yellow cloth with a foul smell, and looks more like an unprofessional Taoist priest.

The three of them filled the entire room, and they all surrounded Mo Xuan, their expressions of merit written enthusiastically on their faces.

"Where is this?" Mo Xuan frowned.

The middle-aged man put away his sweaty and smelly cloth, and smiled obsequiously, "Your Highness, this is the post outside Jin'ao City. You will report to Jin'ao Academy tomorrow, have you forgotten?"

"Golden Ao Academy, Golden Ao City..."

Mo Xuan read a few words silently, thinking of his identity in his previous life, he suddenly trembled, and an unbelievable thought came to him.

"I, I won't travel back?"

Mo Xuan was secretly startled, and looked around. The roof of this house was built with multiple layers of thatched grass, and the walls were made of blue mud bricks mixed with sand and stone. Even the containers for clear water in the house were made of bronze. It is made by hand, and the gluttonous beast face pattern on the surface is brand new and visible.

All this is clearly the place where I lived in my previous life, and the time is undoubtedly the Shang Dynasty!

Mo Xuan sat for a while, the memory seemed to be very long ago, but it seemed to have just happened.

I was following my father's archaeology, and returned to the last days of the Battle of Muye in the illusion.

But now, sitting in the posthouse outside Jin'ao City, I couldn't believe that I was really reborn back to my previous life, on the way I rushed to Jin'ao City to study!

"Grand Master Wen Zhong..." Mo Xuan muttered a few words in a low voice, his heart aching like a knife.

Wen Zhong's death made Mo Xuan sad and remorseful. He hated the immortals from the upper world for slaughtering mortals, and he hated himself for being too late.

It was not until the moment when Wen Zhong was about to disappear that Mo Xuan saw the tenderness in his eyes behind the mask for the first time.

This gaze has traveled through the millennium and is imprinted in the depths of the soul.

And now, he has traveled back.

Mo Xuan's eyes became firm from the pain.

At least 20 years after the Battle of Makino, I have enough time and opportunity to change everything!

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan suddenly became lost and worried.

In future generations, if he disappears, his father must be dying of anxiety.

The more Mo Xuan thought about it, the more uneasy he became, but the facts in front of him made him at a loss.

How can I travel through time and space and return to my own time?

Mo Xuan didn't know at all.

Seeing Mo Xuan suddenly grieved, now entangled in sadness, the middle-aged man was worried, and silently took out the sweaty and smelly cloth, and the strong and pungent smell filled the whole room.

"Your Highness, it seems that your illness still needs to be cured..."

Mo Xuan's previous identity was a prince.

Guzhu Kingdom is a frontier country in the northeast of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. Its territory is not small, about the size of a provincial city in later generations, with a radius of several hundred kilometers. The capital of the country is not far to the west of Qinhuangdao.

Although according to the current situation, the soil in this area is fertile and the sea transportation is well developed.But 3000 years ago, Guzhu Country was definitely a border barbarian land.

As a prince, Mo Xuan, in order to allow Mo Xuan to get in touch with the bigger world and learn more things, sent him all the way south to the most prosperous place in the capital of Yin and Shang kings in the Central Plains to learn spiritual practice.

In the previous life, Mo Xuan also entered the royal court after graduating from the largest school in the Shang Dynasty, the Jin'ao Academy, and became Wen Zhong's standard soldier.Unexpectedly, after being reborn, he returned to the beginning of his studies.

Mo Xuan came back to his senses, and the three strangely dressed priests in front of him were looking at him with burning eyes, and the scorched tortoise shell used for divination was still emitting green smoke.

The chicken hanging upside down had its nostrils facing towards itself, and when it saw itself looking over, it made a "goo" sound and remained motionless.

It is said that in the ancient world, witches and doctors were not distinguished. The group of monsters and monsters in front of them is obviously a unique "medical" talent in the Shang Dynasty.

Mo Xuan was convinced that he might not be able to change all of this for the time being, so he could only walk down the road after rebirth.

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But before Mo Xuan started to adapt to the situation here, some changes in his mind made him improve his vigilance.

I don't know if it was affected by historical changes, but my father's voice and smile, and Wen Zhong's tragic death during the Battle of Muye, all began to gradually become blurred in my memory.

In just this moment, Mo Xuan needed to think hard, so that he could recall the Battle of Muye that he had just seen again, and recall his father's voice and smile when he took him to the archaeology.

Mo Xuan never dared to forget his father and Wen Zhong's death.

He still wants to save Wen Zhong, and he has to go back through time and space!

"Could it be that the rules of rebirth are changing me?" Mo Xuan suddenly had some thoughts in his mind, "It may also be the means of those immortals to completely erase the memory of the secret treasure in Wen Zhong's body!"

"no!"

"I can't forget my identity!" Mo Xuan glared suddenly, gritted his teeth and growled, "Even more can't forget my mission!"

This angry shout startled the three people beside the bed.

Mo Xuan got up suddenly and found a sharp weapon in the house.

The three of them were stunned and at a loss for a moment. What exactly is His Royal Highness going to do?

Mo Xuan gritted his teeth, and thought to himself: "Leave a mark for yourself, see it all the time, and remember your father and mission! Any rules, any immortals, die to me!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Xuan raised his hand and stabbed sharply, the sharp weapon pierced directly into his right arm, and the bones were visible!

Severe pain rushed to his forehead in an instant, and the memory that was becoming more and more blurred instantly aggregated and became extremely clear.

Relying on his extraordinary perseverance, Mo Xuan forced himself to resist the rules imposed on him by the pain.

No matter who cast the rules, the scar left by Mo Xuan's stabbing hand cannot be fully restored.It is equivalent to saying that he himself is different from his previous life, and the rules are naturally broken.

If the memory is completely blurred and dissipated, and Mo Xuan turns back into the 14-year-old child in the previous life, then everything will just start from scratch.

Mo Xuan didn't know what everything he did represented, but the trajectory of his fate had silently changed along with Mo Xuan's courage and tenacity.

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After bandaging his bleeding right arm, Mo Xuan distributed rewards to the three servants who escorted him to Jin'ao City, and sent them away.

When he is reborn, he can live another 20 years.

It was only 20 years before the demise of the Shang Dynasty.

Wen Zhong died tragically, and the immortals descending to the realm, I am afraid that there will be an unstoppable torrent, which will roll over him, and there will be no bones left.

Mo Xuan is well aware of the horror of immortals, but if she goes to find Wen Zhong now and tells her that 20 years later, there will be immortals coveting her secret treasures and killing countless creatures, I am afraid she will not believe it, and she is more likely to regard herself as a sword... Those who are fine and the like are arrested.

Instead of this, why not take the secret treasure yourself, and then rely on your experience in the two lives, and the experience gained from fighting in the battlefield as a banner soldier for more than 20 years in the previous life, and try to fight against the immortal in [-] years, wouldn't it? better?

In his previous life, Wen Zhong took care of and protected him for 20 years.

In this life, I should act like a man and protect and take care of this woman for 20 years!

Recalling everything that happened between Wen Zhong and himself, Mo Xuan could only sigh.

When she looked at herself, it was warm and deep.

Mo Xuan thought that this was just the senior's appreciation for the younger, but he didn't know that she was a woman...

When she pointed out the way to save her life in battle, she was serious and focused.

Mo Xuan thought that this was just the general's love for the soldiers, but he didn't know that she was a woman...

When she wanted to save herself, she fought in and out among thousands of armies, and dragged back her own life along a bloody road of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Mo Xuan thought that it was only because of the battle flag in his hand, but not because of himself.

Now, Mo Xuan understands.

The mission of my own rebirth is to prevent this from happening again.

The secret treasure carried by Wen Zhong is also a catastrophe to kill.

All this is borne by oneself.

After thinking everything through, Mo Xuan adjusted his mood. He knew that he couldn't always be caught in the thoughts of rushing for revenge or looking for a way back through time and space.

Now, I'm just a 14-year-old kid, and I don't have the ability to do these things.

If you are eager for success, not only will you not be able to succeed, but you may lose all the advantages after rebirth in your own hands.

Mo Xuan took a few deep breaths, buried these things deep in his heart, and concentrated on being a good prince in his studies.

The first step in improving strength is to obtain Wen Zhong's secret treasure.The Nuwa Holy Temple where the secret treasure is hidden is just outside Jin'ao City.

Mo Xuan left the post house, stood in front of Jinao City, and carefully looked at the place where he studied 3000 years ago.

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Jinao City is located more than a few hundred miles east of the capital Chaoge.

The origin of the name of Jin'ao City comes from the famous school in the city, Jin'ao Academy.

It is rumored that among the immortals in the upper realm, occasionally an immortal from Jin'ao Island descends to the lower realm, leaving behind some magic formulas, thus setting up the Jin'ao Academy.

Being able to enter the Golden Ao Academy to practice is equivalent to becoming a disciple of an immortal. Although no one in the academy has ever seen the face of this master, the immortal art taught has actually been passed down from the upper world.Therefore, many princes and nobles also rushed to send their children to Jin'ao Academy to study...

In the eyes of future generations like Mo Xuan, the Yin Shang in this world is probably the Yin Shang in mythology, which is quite different from the Yin Shang in oracle bone inscriptions.

Before Mo Xuan entered the city, he saw many scenes that future generations could hardly believe.

Huge elephants, and elephant cavalry carrying full armor, walked towards the city step by step with heavy footprints.Any ordinary people who dare to disturb the elephant cavalry will be directly stabbed to death by the five-meter-long bronze spear in the elephant cavalry's hand!

The soldiers guarding the city at the gate of the city were riding a rhinoceros, with huge bronze wrist guards on both fists, just like the iron armored fists Mo Xuan had seen in movies, the metal fists were propped on the horns of the rhinoceros, and the cavalry glanced lazily People entering the city gate.Their existence is to protect the city gates from being invaded by fierce beasts and monsters from outside.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind blowing by.

Mo Xuan looked back and saw two tall horses flying past pulling a chariot. The chariot didn't have wheels, but was suspended in the air, and the base radiated a clear light, like a fairy riding.In the documents unearthed in later generations, I have never seen such a thing.

The chariots blessed with fairy art can float and fly in the void, the spear cavalry riding elephants, and the rhinoceros cavalry wearing huge iron armor gloves, even in any dynasty on the land of China, they are equal to a hundred. The super fighting power!

These weird things were so common in the memory of Mo Xuan's first life, but they seemed so inconsistent from the modern perspective!

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