Gods and Immortals

() There is a huge sheepskin canvas that is one person tall hanging in the room. A young man in a black feather robe is standing on the bed. Silhouette of a human face.

On the ground, there were seven or eight old hens whose throats had been cut. They died in a miserable state, and the chickens were blind. Obviously, the clay pots were full of chicken blood.

"A lot of chickens..." Zi Wang lowered his voice and marveled.

"A lot of blood..." Mo Xuan was also shocked by this formation, he had never seen such behavior in his previous life, could it be a kind of divination ceremony? !

"Shh, don't talk, don't disturb my creation!" The young man in black feather robe didn't even look back, he painted stroke by stroke extremely seriously.

Mo Xuan and Zi Wang poked their heads between the cracks of the door and stared blankly at the boy's painting.

After watching for a full 10 minutes, the boy actually used chicken blood to smear out the shape of a human face, as well as two blood-red braids.No matter how he looked at it, Mo Xuan felt familiar, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. From the painting of the black-robed boy who looked three parts like a man and seven parts like a ghost, he could tell who he was painting.

The key lies in the two blood-red braids!

"Special language!"

Mo Xuan muttered in a low voice, and the black-robed boy turned his head immediately, his expression was overjoyed, as if he had met a bosom friend.

But when he saw only two human heads hanging on the crack of the door, the young man let out an exclamation, kicked his feet, and fell straight off the bed.

"Hey my mother!"

The young man hurriedly got up from the ground, regardless of whether he was injured or not, he hugged Ziwang's head tightly with his eyes full of radiance, as if he had met a confidant in his life, "Did you just say that?!"

"No! No!" Zi Wang's round face was squeezed out of shape, Mo Xuan saw the young man hugging his face, and hurriedly took a step back, "I have something to say, something to say!"

Seeing that Mo Xuan didn't accept his love, the young man didn't care. He looked at Mo Xuan with admiration on his face, "You still have the vision to understand my portrait! You are a fellow, a fellow!"

Mo Xuan's face twitched slightly, "If Zhuan Yiyu sees these two bloody braids of his, I think you're going to be unlucky..."

Zi Wang had no idea what the two of them were talking about, and curiously asked the black feather robe boy, "What's your name? Are you the last one in this house?"

The young man in black robe didn't care about the two's questioning, he just focused on his picture scroll, "My name is Feng Wuyi, isn't it written on the door, I am naturally a member of this house."

Mo Xuan looked at Feng Wuyi's attire up and down. The black robe was covered with black feathers, which looked very exquisite and luxurious. Underneath the head of black hair, his eyes were slender, and his appearance was very delicate, but he could tell from his temperament that this Feng Wuyi Must be aristocrats too.

It's just that the temperament exuding from him is a little lazy and out of tune.The eyes seemed to be frivolous, but there was a strange look in them.

"Are you from Gui Fang?" Zi Huang exclaimed suddenly.He tugged at Mo Xuan's sleeve, and looked at Feng Wuyi's neck. A pair of goggles made of black smoky spar were hanging on his body, and he thought it was a necklace if he didn't look carefully.

"Only people from Gui Fang can carry that thing!" Zi Hua whispered.

When Mo Xuan fought in his previous life, he also met many ghosts.

Guifang is located in the north of Yin and Shang. According to today's geographical concept, it is located in the northwestern part of Shaanxi, northern Shanxi and western Inner Mongolia. There are extremely harsh terrains such as plains and deserts.

In the Shang world of this world, there are many people of foreign blood living in Guifang. Among these people, the blood is pure, and they can even have wings on their backs and soar high in the sky.

When flying, the impact on the eyes is already strong, and there are many extreme weathers such as rolling sand in the desert, blizzards and strong winds on the plains. Goggles can protect the eyes and are almost a daily must-have appliance.

Although it seems normal in this era with this race and equipment, but in later generations, Mo Xuan dare not imagine what kind of expression archaeologists will have when they dug up the goggles from 3000 years ago.

"Yes! Prince Guifang, Feng Wuyi is talking about me..." Feng Wuyi lazily climbed onto the bed, continued to draw with chicken blood on a silk cloth, and said while drawing, "Goggles are a good thing, and they can It is windproof and can peep at beautiful women, why not bring it."

"Do you want me to bring you the bone chain of the Central Plains wizard, and dance for a while when you meet a beautiful woman?"

While painting, Feng Wuyi murmured passionately, "Specialized language, you really have the spirit of a young Valkyrie. Facing the priests of the Witch God Temple, you are not afraid, and go to death alone..."

Mo Xuan saw the rise of his painting, and pulled Ziwang speechlessly, "We are still going to gather."

"Hey my mother!"

Feng Wuyi trembled so violently that when he wiped a cloth on Zhuo Yiyu's bloody eyeballs, the bright red chicken blood was almost congealed, half thick and half light very unevenly, and it looked ninety percent like a ghost.

"Forget it, wait until I find some other beauties, and then come back and concentrate on creating!" Feng Wuyi said, jumping off the bed, at this time Mo Xuan and Zi Wang were about to go out.

"Hey wait for me, wait for me!" Feng Wuyi threw the sheepskin canvas away, and hurriedly chased after him with his shoes.

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The time for a leak is over quickly, and when the last drop dries up, half of the people still haven't arrived.

Zi Wang stood in the middle of the team seriously and solemnly, like a soldier defending his faith.Feng Wuyi put on the goggles with a serious face. If he didn't know it, he thought it was a custom in their hometown, but Mo Xuan knew very well that this inconspicuous prince was looking for beautiful women in the crowd.

"Very good!" Ba Xiang saw the last drop from the drain, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of guards came out and surrounded the people who had already arrived, and those who came later could only be blocked outside.

"I'm just a little late, let me in!"

"Yeah, it's only a few steps, why don't you let us in?!"

"My father is the Sima in the royal court. Nobles like me are not allowed to enter. Why are the commoners allowed in?!" Someone pointed at Ziwang's hardworking and obedient commoners, very dissatisfied.

At this time, more and more people gathered around the guards, and there were a lot of dissatisfaction with their discriminatory practices when they were separated in this way.

"To shut up!"

The rough smile on Ba Xiang's face was instantly icy cold, and an explosive low drink gushed out from his mouth and nose. The guard of the copper spear and jade spear was impacted, and involuntarily staggered two steps outward.

In an instant, the entire square was extremely quiet.

There was a smile on Ba Xiang's cold face, and he regained his rough and heroic expression.

"The first lesson, you can listen to it. But the second lesson, as a punishment, you can't hear it today!" Ba Xiangguang swept over every dissatisfied nobleman, and they all bowed their heads in fear and accepted the punishment, not daring to disobey.

With the roar just now, Ba Xiang's strength was controlled so well that no one inside the guards could feel it, and those outside the guards were shocked by this momentum, and they dared not make a sound for a while.

Mo Xuan secretly observed Ba Xiang's technique of exerting force, it was because he used an extra force to envelop the sound wave and pass by everyone in the circle before it exploded.This kind of method, Mo Xuan may not be able to do it in his previous life, so it can be seen that this Ba Xiang is definitely a deep-seated master.

"This first lesson, as nobles, you should all know. I mainly teach common people. After this lesson is finished, there will be no distinction between nobles and commoners in the training camp. Do you understand?!" Item rough drink.

"Understood!" Someone inside the circle immediately responded, and those outside the circle rarely agreed.

"What I want to talk about now is what you can get and what you want to do after you leave the Jin'ao Academy!" Ba Xiang sat cross-legged on the floor, and greeted everyone to sit down, smiled kindly, and then started talking, "In the Jinao Academy, there are six course."

"They are Combat Class, Immortal Art Class, Divination Class, Smelting Class, Beast Taming Class, Farming and Mulberry Class!"

"Which course you choose to practice, what kind of position will you be in the royal court in the future!" It will definitely be destroyed. So the combat class will teach you combat skills, tactics and strategies. If you can graduate from the academy, you will be a fierce general in the royal court!"

"Immortal Art Class, I know that many of you admire and worship the wizards in the Witch Temple! Yes, that's right! Only by practicing fairy arts can you have the opportunity to enter the Witch Temple and become a wizard!" Ba Xiang swept his eyes. A few girls lined up in front of me, "It's just the fairy art class. It is a class that requires talent and talent to have the opportunity to get in touch with. This is not due to your sincerity or hard work, but depends on your luck! According to me As we know, less than [-]% of the students who enroll each year are able to enter the fairy arts class!"

Many people present, including Mo Xuan, were all in high spirits when they heard the fairy art class.

What is the foundation of Jin'ao Academy's establishment? It is the fairy art handed down by the immortals in the upper realm!

To be able to enter the Jin'ao Academy is naturally to pray that he can learn fairy arts and become a wizard who symbolizes divine power.

But when Ba Xiang said that there are very few people who can practice immortal arts, everyone was slightly disappointed and full of hope.

Mo Xuan is well aware of the arrogance of human nature, and always thinks that he will be the lucky one, no matter whether it is really possible or not, he will have great illusions.

But the truth is always cruel.

In Mo Xuan's previous life, he had never been exposed to a trace of fairy art, so he knew very well how difficult it is to practice fairy art.

"The divination class is a compulsory course for becoming a priest!" Ba Xiang swept across the crowd and smiled slightly, "A priest is not necessarily a wizard! But a wizard must be a priest. Do you understand what I mean?!"

Mo Xuan naturally understood that in the records of later generations, the Shang Dynasty was also divided into divination and witchcraft.

Divination is divination, and the priests Ba Xia refers to are probably priests who are solely responsible for divination.And witches are in charge of communicating with ghosts, gods, heaven and earth, and curing all kinds of diseases. There are too many things they need to understand.

From the perspective of the present, if you can practice to the fairy art class, you will definitely become a wizard, and the divination class is also compulsory.

If you can only practice divination, but you can't undo the magic, you can only be a priest in the end, and there is more than one level of low wizard.

"If you can understand, you will naturally understand. If you don't understand, you don't need to understand." Ba Xiang said such a passage, those who understand will naturally understand, and those who don't understand even understand the meaning If you don't come out, you are definitely not qualified to practice fairy arts.

For some reason, Mo Xuan has been listening to the class with a calm expression, and occasionally he can notice Ba Xiang's eyes scanning over intentionally or unintentionally.

Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing it in his heart, but didn't show it.

Ba Xiang continued to explain, "For the three mentioned above, Combat Class is a must. Immortal Art and Divination, you have to arrange a test after entering the academy to know whether you are qualified."

"As for the last three courses, they are actually more important to Dashang!"

"Smelting is mainly responsible for the manufacture of armored equipment for my great merchant soldiers! Bronze battle suits, spears, spears, and even the daily utensils of the royal court are all inseparable from smelting technology!" Ba Xiang glanced at everyone, "No matter how high the cultivation base is, No matter how strong the immortal technique is, you still need a weapon at your fingertips in order to display your strength!"

"In my opinion, the significance of being able to pass down the divine weapon created by a master smelter to future generations is no less than being regarded as a righteous god and being worshiped!"

Speaking of this, Mo Xuan saw that the Gonggong girl in the front row focused her attention on Baxiang, looking up and staring at Baxiang with fanaticism.

"If you really have the talent for smelting, I advise you not to lose smelting no matter what other courses you practice!" Ba Xiang said earnestly in a deep voice.

"As for the beast taming class, it is related to an important force in the Yin Shang army, the beast cavalry!" Ba Xiang glanced at the crowd, "I am the great ancestor of the Yin Shang, the beast god Xiangtu, everyone must know it!"

"Taizu Xiangtu has been taming wild elephants since he came to power, and formed a war elephant army with one hand! Five strong soldiers, combined with a giant like a war elephant, can sweep the barbarians with only a thousand rides and be invincible! How mighty it is! Teacher!" Having said this, Ba Xiang smiled, "If the descendants of future generations can tame other beast mounts, they are willing to compete with their ancestors. As a teacher, I am willing to be the first to rush into Nuwa Shan, what kind of beast do you want, I will catch it for you!"

When everyone heard this, they smiled kindly.

Speaking of this, Mo Xuan really remembered that it was recorded in the later literature that this Xiangtu was quite a powerful person.

Before Xiangtu, horses were not used for riding, and they never carried goods.

It was Xiangtu who trained the horses and trained these large livestock into domestic animals.This achievement is not only a great contribution to the Shang Dynasty, but also to any dynasty in later generations.

And elephant taming was something that no one dared to think about at that time!

According to the literature, the Yin people obeyed the elephants and abused Dongyi... After the Lord Xiangtu tossed out the powerful elephant cavalry for the Shang clan, the fate of the foreigners in the Yangtze River Basin really fit the word "abuse" in the history books.

A huge elephant cavalry sits with several warriors holding spears several meters long. They don't need much fighting skills, just a round-trip charge. No matter how elite the enemy is, they will still be defeated in the face of such absolute power. What a mess!

It can be seen that the power of Yin Shang in military warfare is still very terrifying.

After Ba Xiang explained the first five courses, he paused, "Nongsang courses are the foundation of all people."

"But the people who are best at farming are just the most ordinary common people. It's a waste of words to talk to those nobles among you!" Ba Xiang swept around the surrounding students, "I think, even if you are in the academy I really can't finish my studies, and it is absolutely impossible to go back to work in farming!"

"So there are not too many restrictions on this lesson of agricultural history." Ba Xiang looked at the civilians in the crowd and said seriously: "If possible, it is better to have more. If one day returns to his hometown in the future, he can use these to some extent. Knowledge benefits the people of one side.”

Ba Xiang's explanation aroused the passion and frenzy of everyone in the field.

Ziwang stared, his face was flushed, and he kept scratching his short hair excitedly, barely got up immediately, and shouted that I am the god of war, and I am the god of beasts.

Those common people's children all wished to enter the academy earlier, study hard, make achievements, and be able to honor their ancestors.The noble children on the side were fascinated by the great honor and status that would be brought to them from the Jin'ao Academy.

And Feng Wuyi next to Mo Xuan still had the serious expression of just putting on the goggles, and there was no change in sight.

"I said, brother..." Feng Wuyi quietly moved his lips, calling out to Mo Xuan.

"Look at the girl in the red dress in front of me on the right. Is the back of that girl attractive enough?"

Mo Xuan was speechless, this Feng Wuyi is really a lover.

Looking in the direction Feng Wuyi said, Mo Xuan instantly saw a familiar figure from the back.

That flame-like red dress, and the hair bundle tied up with a red belt, isn't it the Princess Jiang who followed when he sneaked into the Nuwa Temple?

Although I don't know the character of this Princess Jiang, but her guards are really a bit arrogant, Mo Xuan didn't like it, so he took a glance and took it back.

But a young man sitting behind Princess Jiang actually pulled Mo Xuan's gaze back.

Feng Wuyi glimpsed Mo Xuan's line of sight from the corner of his eye. He was startled at first, then suddenly realized. He frowned and nodded thoughtfully, and muttered silently, "I always thought that such evil hobbies would not exist in this world, but you have subverted my outlook on life... ..."

Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man behind Princess Jiang.

He sighed softly in his heart, wondering if something like the old enemy would follow him through rebirth and bring it along with him.

That young man had long black hair and a seductive beauty in his stern face. If it weren't for the strong and cold eyes that were too blunt, if he was made up into a woman, no one might be able to see it.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, the young man turned his cold and indifferent eyes slightly, and looked in the direction Mo Xuan was looking at.

The eyes of the two met, and they separated at the touch of a touch.

"Huang Quan..." Mo Xuan retracted his gaze and said a word lightly.The memory of the previous life, like the scar on the right arm, is clearly visible.