"Of course it's ready. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info brother, I don't need you to make a move this time, just sweep the battle for my brother. See how I get the bastard to his grandma's house. I'm going to snatch Xiaoqin back. God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, I cut, cut, cut ......"

Zhang Wu wielded a big sword, and with a sturdy body, he really had the demeanor of a general who rushed to the battlefield and charged.

Seeing his brother's arrogance, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of a question that is often asked on the earth.

"Brother, what is your ideal?"

"What is an ideal?" Zhang Wu heard this fresh term for the first time, put the knife away, turned around and asked.

"The ideal is what you want to do in the future? It doesn't matter if it can be achieved or not. Zhang Yang explained.

The two of them have been together for five or six years, Zhang Yang has been sick, and the most they talk about when they are together is their illness and what they want to eat, and they have never talked about the future and the future.

Besides, what a distant and contemptible behavior for country children to talk about ideals. Being able to live and not starve is the biggest ideal.

But Zhang Wu is not an ordinary person, although Baili Town is remote, but it is located on the border of the Three Kingdoms, there are many people passing by Baili Town. Some of them would stop here and tell the townspeople about the outside world.

Zhang Wu's martial arts were taught by a passing inkman, and he also longed for the outside world.

"In the future, I want to be a general, go to the battlefield, make meritorious contributions, and serve the country." Zhang Wu said loudly.

"Haha, we have three countries adjacent to each other, Yunzhou, Yunxia and Manchu, and they all have contradictions with each other, which country do you want to serve?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Zhang Wu was speechless when he heard it, but he didn't know how to answer. In fact, Baili Town should belong to the Yunzhou State, strategically speaking, it is still a place where soldiers must fight, but this country is relatively weak, and the monarch is also extravagant, and there is no protection and management of this poor and remote Baili Town at all, so the people in the town have no sense of belonging, and many times they feel that they are people without a country.

The other two countries are very powerful, so they are looking at Baili Town, as long as they find a suitable excuse, they may pounce like a tiger and wolf at any time, and the Three Kingdoms War will break out one day.

"What about your ideals, brother?" Zhang Wu asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, my ideals?" Zhang Yang smiled meaningfully.

When he was on Earth, countless people asked Zhang Yang this question, including himself countless times. At that time, he once wanted to be admitted to a good school and grow up to be a scientist, a writer, an entrepreneur, and a movie star...... But in the end, he became a fortune teller who ate by fooling.

He told his own fortunes but did not believe in fate, and finally went through death, reincarnated, full of hope and loss, and had long regarded his ideals very lightly.

Ideas that are always possible to achieve are called ideals, otherwise they are utopian, fantasical, delusional, and nonsense.

If he didn't have a Taixuan Sutra hidden in his head now, and obviously felt that the immortal roots were already beginning to grow, he wouldn't dare to talk about what his ideal was.

"My dream is to be a god." Zhang Yang said with a faint smile.

"Hahaha, brother, you're so unexpected. Although everyone is saying that there are immortals in this world, none of us have seen them. Zhang Wu felt that his brother was too humorous, and it was too outrageous, and he actually wanted to be a fairy.

Zhang Yang also laughed with his brother. This world is equivalent to the ancient legends of the earth, in those prosperous cities or famous rivers and mountains, there are gods and goddesses at any time, and in poor areas there are only legends.

Zhang Yang's princely family will come at any time, and now here, if anyone meets a cultivator, it will be a great opportunity, let alone being able to become one.

"Hey, I'm kidding." Zhang Yang smiled, and didn't explain too much to his brother, no matter how good his relationship with Zhang Wu is, he will eventually be immortal. It's just that in the process of cultivating immortals, he must give this family the best home. So I thought about it and said.

"What I want most now is for our family to have a good life. Then I went after my own ideals. If we really want to serve the country, why don't we build one ourselves? Brother, how about you to be the king? This is easier than being an immortal, and mortals can be mortals. ”

Zhang Wu was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Brother, you really dare to think about it, it's all impossible to achieve." My own women may not be able to snatch it back, how can I still rob the world? Alas, my brothers and sisters want no people, no money or money, and the two bare-pole commanders can meet the satisfaction of three meals a day. ”

Then Zhang Wu remembered something again, took out a fist-sized iron lump from his arms, and said, "This is the material left over from the hundred-year-old iron essence I refined." I can't refine this mass of things, it seems to be harder than the iron essence. I don't know if you've seen it in your hometown. ”

Zhang Yang has a powerful body style, and Zhang Wu guessed that his hometown must be a big family, so he took it out for him to see.

Looking at the iron lump in front of him, Zhang Yang intuitively knew that this was a good thing, and it was by no means an ordinary iron essence. However, he was a fortune teller in his previous life, and he only lived in the princes' house for five years in this life, and he was only one year old when he was bullish, and then he was pushed to the end, and he had no chance to see this metal.

"Brother, I have to study it to find out." Zhang Yang took the iron pimple and looked at it before replying.

Zhang Wu also saw that his brother was very interested, so he said, "Hehe, take it back and study it slowly." I'll send it to you, and you don't have to pay me back if you've researched it. ”

"Really, thank you, brother." Zhang Yang said happily and put it away unceremoniously.

Zhang Wu nodded, stood up again and said, "I'll practice the sword technique first, and I'm going to rob the kiss tomorrow." ”

Zhang Yang shrugged his shoulders when he heard this: "Others robbing relatives are all crowded, and they are very domineering. Brother, we're a little lacking. ”

"Haha, our momentum is in our hearts, not on the surface." Zhang Wu laughed out loud, and then moved the knife in his hand again.

Zhang Yang felt that his brother's heart was full of confidence, and he was not as decadent as before, and he was also very relieved, so he turned around and went back to the room to study this iron lump.

Regarding the elemental properties of metals, Zhang Yang from the earth should know better than this person who is 6 years older. At the beginning, he had a headache when he memorized the periodic table, but now although he has forgotten most of it, he still has an advantage.

At first glance, this iron lump is pitch black, but when you look closely, there are some cyan tints in the black, and with Zhang Yang's experience, you can't tell what kind of material this is. It shouldn't be a more advanced millennium iron essence or something, but a piece of metal is certain. When viewed by candlelight, the surface is surrounded by a layer of gas that is invisible to others.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang felt that the Taixuan Sutra of the Ancestral Spiritual Platform was shining with golden light again, and the place where the golden light focused was the metallic spiritual root that he had originally grown. The Daoist who first came to the princes' house felt that this metallic immortal root was the most suitable for cultivating the "Immortal Sword Killing" that he relied on to become famous.

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