The Suppression of the Worlds

Zhou Zhang had done these things in the ghost world before, and he was quite familiar with it.

Soon Zhou Zhang found a bookstore in the bustling city, and briefly looked through the history part.Then he set up a private room in the teahouse, and asked the shop assistant to find a storyteller.

Not long after, a storyteller who was about fifty years old and dressed in a white Confucian robe was invited.Zhou Zhang directly chatted with him about the environment and history of the Great Li Country and the surrounding countries, and then talked about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, as well as the level of cultivation and rumors.

After nearly an hour, Zhou Zhang rewarded Mr. Storyteller with silver taels and let him retire.

According to the various words of the storyteller, combined with Zhou Zhang's review of the history books.The background of this world has been roughly clear.

This is a hundred years away from the state and the Central Plains of the various summers. The kings of the past dynasties expanded their territories, and they were wise and martial, and they also created a prosperous age.

In addition, there are also various countries around the Dali Kingdom. Dongyi, Beidi, Nanman, and Xirong are surrounded by wolves.

As for the level of cultivation in this world, let alone, this storyteller is also well-informed and can tell one or two things.

The mysterious power of this world seems to be more powerful, not only martial arts and monks, but even ghosts and gods, there is a saying of retribution.

However, the storytellers behind the ghosts and monks are obviously not very clear.But he knew that within the Great Song Dynasty, there were two famous Martial Saints, namely the champion Hou Zhaohuo and Changping Hou Weiran.The two guarded the two sides of the northeast respectively, and stood up half of the country.

After getting a general understanding, Zhou Zhang sat in teahouses and taverns and other places for a long time, listening to news, and it was not until the sunset that he found an elegant inn and prepared to stay.

"Xiao An, wait, there are also two guests here who live in the east, let's take them there together!!"

When the second shopkeeper was about to take Zhou Zhang to the accommodation, the shopkeeper immediately called the second shopkeeper and asked him to bring two more people there.

"Thank you so much then!"

"Go slow, old man!"

The guest in front of the shopkeeper at this time was a tall, wrinkled old man with clear eyes and a calm demeanor.The other should be his disciple or entourage, a young man in strong suit with a sword hanging from his waist and sharp eyes.

When he saw the old man, Zhou Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help but look at the other side carefully.

Chapter [-] Little Devil

Inside the inn, Zhou Zhang was looking at the old man.

Zhou Zhang clearly felt that the old man exuded a special temperament, and it seemed that there was a faint extraordinary mysterious power lingering around him, which was not ordinary.

However, this feeling is very weak, I believe that if Zhou Zhang had not been promoted to Martial Saint, he would not have been able to detect this aura.

At this time, the old man led by Gao Guanbo also turned around and seemed to notice Zhou Zhang's gaze, so he also raised his eyes to look at Zhou Zhang.Suddenly, a touch of warm and clear eyes came into Zhou Zhang's eyes, which seemed to reveal the wisdom of seeing through everything in the world and the vicissitudes of the world.

When the old man saw Zhou Zhang, his eyes also lit up.The man standing in front of him was tall and straight, his white shirt was spotless, he wore a silver crown, his face was handsome, he looked forward to Gu Shenghui, and he had an indescribably indifferent and noble temperament.

There are only a handful of people in the world who can have this kind of temperament and spirit.

As the so-called home migration, nourishing the body.Even ordinary people, who have been in high positions for many years, will cultivate some kind of majestic and solemn temperament, the so-called official prestige.

And Zhou Zhang once slaughtered all the officials in the city, and also entered the army alone, with one enemy ten thousand.Not only did they kill the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, but even the emperor was slaughtered at their feet. The ghost forces that unified the [-]-strong mountain were also suppressed by Zhou Zhang alone.

Coupled with the transformation of Zhou Zhang's cultivation base, the evolution of the essence of life, and all kinds of things, Zhou Zhang's unique temperament has naturally been cultivated.

At this time, the old man slowly bowed to Zhou Zhang, as a greeting, which is common among literati.

However, the expression of the young man standing beside the old man became a little solemn, and his eyes lifted to look at Zhou Zhang.

Zhou Zhang naturally bowed back to the old man and made a gesture of invitation.

"Dare to ask this little brother's name?"

At this time, the old man nodded and walked up slowly.

The shop assistant in front was leading the way, and the old man at the back started chatting with Zhou Zhang.

After learning Zhou Zhang's surname, the old man couldn't help but whisper: "Zhou, the son of Huangdi, the descendant of Houji. It seems that you are also of the orthodox Zhuxia Guizhou bloodline..."

Obviously, the old man regarded Zhou Zhang as a scholar of the aristocratic family.

At this time, Zhou Zhang also knew the names of the two people in front of him.The young man with sharp eyes is called Lu Feng.

The old man can just call Pan Lao. According to him, he is a gentleman from a private school.

A black question mark appeared in Zhou Zhang's head.Could it be that the teachers of Da Li Guo are so extraordinary! ! !Although Zhou Zhang didn't know what the old man's faint power was, the young man beside him.

Even if the young man restrained his breath, Zhou Zhang could still faintly feel the majestic blood energy in his body.This young man is probably on the verge of entering the realm of a great master of martial arts.

Obviously, the old man didn't really want to reveal his identity.

Zhouzhang of Pan's family in Daliguo happened to read in the historical books that Pan's clan is the descendant of Emperor Shun Yao Chonghua, the bloodline of the five emperors of the Eight Classics, and established in Daliguo today, this clan has contributed a lot, and it seems that there are some differences now. Young and famous families all have this surname.

After chatting for a few words, the two stopped chatting when they reached their respective doors, and bowed their hands and separated.

At this time, the sky gradually dimmed, and dim lanterns rose around the inn.

After Zhou Zhang took a bath and had some dinner at will, candles were also lit in the room at this time.Zhou Zhang was sitting by the window, reading an unofficial history.

Compared with the official history, the unofficial history records more things about Shinto and Taoism. By comparing it with the official history, one can faintly see a corner of the world through these things.

Zhou Zhang also looked at these things with relish.

In fact, after a little bit of clarity on the law of returning to the world, Zhou Zhang acted slowly and slowly.It is no longer the same as before, for fear of being repatriated by the system, resulting in no benefit from crossing.

However, if Zhou Zhang wanted to know more about cultivation, he still had to meet cultivators in this world.The old man just now seems to be extraordinary, maybe we can find an opportunity to talk.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Zhang put the unofficial history in his hands down.At this time, the candles in the room had already been extinguished, but Zhou Zhang's cultivation base, seeing the night as the day, did not affect him.

The reason why candles are lit is just a matter of habit.