Rebirth Dominator

In July of the second year of the second year, the Shao Kingdom and the Gao Kingdom again broke out. The Gao Kingdom was beaten and defeated, using several barbarian tribes that moved south and were conquered. They formed a large army and transferred to the border to fight against the Shao Army. Burning and looting all the way are difficult to suppress. Barbarian crossings and ongoing wars have caused a large number of refugees on the border to flee.

Along the way, the robbers and gangsters occupied the wilderness of the mountains, and even the demons began to take advantage of the chaos. The robbers killed people and sold goods, and the demons ate human flesh and blood and swallowed souls.

It is even more miserable to meet the soldiers. The soldiers this year are more terrible than the monsters.

In the middle of Changdi and Tengdi, is the territory of the high country. There is a temple on an unnamed mountain. This temple does not look like a mountain temple or a land temple. It is just built next to the mountain road to supply passing pedestrians. Perched, leaving a joss stick.

In the ruined temple, there are four gods standing upright. At this moment, the mud tires have already been stripped off, and even the hands and feet are even cracked, leaving only the outline.

The three children fled all the way along the mountain road and hurriedly hid in this broken temple. Three blood-stained barbarian cavalry came with horses and swords behind them. They saw a temple fear.

The three of them probed their brains outside the door and watched for a long time before they dared to break in easily. These barbarians had animal patterns on their faces, and they did not change their color when they drank human blood on weekdays. They were tyrannical, but they were particularly afraid of the gods.

Who knows if this small temple exists, there is a certain earth god, and a person is sent to look at it and see nothing, and then leave with some fear.

The three children were hiding behind the idol. The man just looked over, but did not see them. He listened to the sound of horseshoes and the three talents exhaled for a long time.

Then the three of them, with muddy faces on their faces, looked the most timid and could not help crying, and Tang Li beside him comforted him and gave him half of the bran cake left in his arms.

The three of them followed an evacuation team to escape. On the way, they met the barbarians who burned and looted. The way Gao Guo used the barbarian army against Shao Guo was very effective, but it was hard to imagine.

Gaicang is the most conspicuous one among the three. The handsome looks are like girls, from noble doctors. Or, most of the surnames in this era are descendants dating back to the Dahuan period. Words, quietly looking outside the temple, indifferent to everything around him.

The bite bite the bran cake and looked desperately at the darkening night outside.

"Can we still survive? All are dead, dad, mother, Xiaobai, middle caries, and...and!"

I was so choked that I couldn't say the name behind: "All are dead... all are dead!"

Tang Li's eyes were full of brows and eyes, and his facial features were upright and full of vitality. At this moment, he chewed the cake vigorously, as if there was a flame burning in his eyes: "One day, one day, I must change this world!"

Looking at Tang Li with a thick and dirty face: "Change? How to change?"

Tang Li stood up all of a sudden, rushed outside the temple door, turned around, and shouted at the sky as if to shout out all the irregularities, unwillingness, and anger in his chest: "Let this world no longer have wars, let Everyone can eat enough food, so that all children like us will no longer lose their father and mother, and be displaced!"

The thick eyes brightened, but I instantly remembered my dead family and everything I lost, and turned into bleakness: "Listen to me, A Niang said, since my grandfather's grandfather's age, he has been fighting wars, as long as someone Existence, this war will not stop, even the dynasty that once ruled everything, did not stop the pace of the war."

"There is always a way to change this situation, at least for most people to live happily!"

At this time, Gaicang, who kept his head down and did not speak, raised his head and looked at the disturbed two people. His gaze was calm and indifferent beyond this age: "What about it, life is in a hurry for more than a century, mortals are like ants dust, blink of an eye Die."

"It's like Xia Chong can't speak ice."

"Only monks, warriors, witch sacrifices, and gods can surpass that life limit and reach the end of everything."

"Only they can control everything, at the mercy of everyone in the world."

The two broke into a fierce quarrel again, and Niehou carefully pulled the two who were about to fight.

Three people, one indifferent like ice, one fierce like sun, one ordinary like dust.

In this era, apart from the gradual implementation of the county-county system in Shaoguo, which is gradually replacing the original segregation system, most of all other princely states are still in the segregation system.

The same is true of Gaoguo. Wherever they traveled, all the urban and rural Fengyi were mostly affiliated with the Qing ethnic doctors, and the core area belonged to the royal family of various countries.

Except for the official territory of various countries, almost all the majority of the people in other places have become serfs and domestic slaves of these nobles. Those workshops and caravans are the private affiliations of various noble classes.

Most of these Qing clan doctors are warriors, monks, or godly blessers, or they are descendants of these three.

From top to bottom, the world can be summarized in almost one sentence.

"This is a world of practitioners!"

Everyone aspires to be able to join the army, and then go to the door of a certain clan clan, through marriage or to make credit, so that their descendants also have the blood of gods and demons, embarking on the path of martial arts practice, even if this opportunity is almost There is no possibility, but there are always stories of one or two lucky people.

Or longing for being collected as a disciple by the Xiandao School in the famous mountains and rivers, every time the institutions of cultivators from various countries recruit children of the right age, such as the Qin Tianjian of Shao Kingdom, the Zhu You Division of Gao Guo, and the Ji Jing Temple of Pan Guo, The priests of Bai and the expedition will cause all people to be empty, and thousands of families are eager to send their children into them.

Fortunately, the popularity of paper in this world, as well as the existence of academy, otherwise ordinary people may not even have the last chance.

As night fell, the three noisy and noisy, and finally stopped. After a punch and kick, the three seemed to relieve the huge pressure in their hearts, and they noticed the four tall statues behind them.

"What temple is this? Do you think there will be gods looking at us?"

Tang Li patted his shoulders thickly: "This is called the Temple of Literature. It is said that it is dedicated to the saints of the Academy. I once heard from the Confucius in the Academy that there are four saints in the Academy."

Tang Li pointed to the fourth position: "This should be Yi Sheng. When Dahuan was rumored to be at its peak, he was even more powerful than the deity."

Duan Hou looked blank: "More powerful than a god? That's more powerful!"

Tang Li said proudly: "I heard that many gods of mountains, rivers and rivers are all Yi Shengfeng, even this Yi Sheng disciple."

Tang Li pointed to the front: "The third one is Yi Sheng. I have read "Wu Ya", which was written by this saint. The second one is Zhuang Sheng, and I wrote "Ask." Unfortunately, I have not read it. "

Ninghou looked at the forefront, the first idol: "This idol looks the youngest, why is it ranked first!"

A different expression appeared on Tang Li's face: "This one is terrible, it is Feng Sheng. It is said that Feng Sheng walked on this land when the human race first appeared, more than the myths and legends we know. Early characters."

"The text we have written, the articles we know, and the truth we understand are all passed down by this saint!"

"What does he seem to hold in his hand!"

"It seems to be a brief!"

A mysterious smile appeared on Tang Li's face: "Do you know? I also heard that Feng Sheng is still alive..."

Before the words fell, I saw the idol they were facing, and suddenly a white light burst out. At this time, Gaicang, who had been sitting dozing, also stood up suddenly, watching the idol burst out of light.

"Live... come alive!" Tang Li said halfway through, and suddenly stuttered.

"Is the **** immortal?" Negative thick then bowed down.

"It seems... there is something in the light!"

Gaicang looked directly at the idol, and in the light, he saw an eternal and immortal existence standing above the long river of time. I don't know why, Gaicang was so excited for a moment.

Tang Li, in the light, saw the scene of Datong in the world, while Negou looked at a warm hut, and he and his family lived happily together.

In the end, the light condensed and dispersed into four big characters, which were branded in their hearts: "Shangxian Academy!"

In an instant, the three seemed to have goals.

In Gaoyang, the capital city of Gaoyang, a ruined academy in the outer lane of the outer city is Shangxian academy. A small river bypasses the back wall of the academy, but it is remote and elegant.

Within the academic palace, there were less than a dozen people studying. The disciples of the five or six disciples in the Shangxian academic palace had already fallen into the night. When the master of the academic palace was asleep, it seemed that he heard someone calling his name. The sound is very familiar, the familiar people are so instinctive, and follow the sound.

"Ping business! Ping business!"

This old master is almost sixty years old. Among ordinary people, it is already a longevity. He was confused and walked towards the door, but he did not find that behind him, a sleepy self with closed eyes remained in bed.

Hazyly walked through the courtyard, UU reading www.uukanshu.com pushed open the gate of the school.

The door opened, and it was clearly night, but it was blooming.

A group of musicians in broad robes appeared in the sky and played the instruments in their hands. The flaming horses ran down from the sky and carried a frame, which was like a fairy coming into the world.

The brigade arrived in front of the ruined academy, and a familiar face in the crowd waved at Confucius Pingshang.

"teacher!"

The Confucius was shocked, and he suddenly saw that the one who called himself turned out to be his teacher, but before he could speak, he naturally floated into the frame and fell into the compartment.

The brigade moved with it, and the crowd came along with the music, and the vastness came, drifted away, and turned into a ray of light together.

Along with the showers of flowers, went to the ground, at the end, there is a pavilion floating in the sky, there is a stone monument under the mountain, the book has the words Xundu Xuegong.