Scenes flow through my mind like slides. The world seems to have changed with its own participation, but it seems to be slowly developing towards the original trajectory.

Even if he killed 400,000 Liao troops, he would only cause the Liao State to perish a few years ahead of schedule.

It is estimated that he did not alarm that kind of existence at that time, because the overall biology of the Liao Kingdom was already dying.

And this time he killed the Western Xia Emperor by mistake, but he stimulated the whole creatures of the dragon and the tiger, and even under the chain reaction, he summoned a group of whole creatures to kill himself.

It seems that the scriptures are not restraining themselves, but protecting themselves.

This whole creature is called luck, the national fortune composed of the state, the sect composed of the sect, and the whole human race is the human luck.

This creature has its own ideas, such as what it has decided to pay attention to, and that is the general trend, which cannot be easily changed.

If the Song and Jin were at war, the army that went out would be this kind of biological fist and kick. Only between the same latitude can we really fight.

The means for the lower level is mental power, or to control the white blood cells in the body, that is, the so-called Son of Destiny to go and destroy.

And Zhou Fan's existence may be regarded as a powerful virus, that kind of existence can't attack itself with its ontology, so it should be spiritual power just now.

People do their best to kill viruses that can kill them at any time, which is why they perceive the breath of the Great Song Dynasty.

Their mental power should be provided by the person or creature "in the body".

However, if the general trend cannot be changed, the difficulties of Jingkang and the rise of Mongolia will still appear, and the Great Song Dynasty will still die.

Everything will go back to its original trajectory. If you want to change, you either have the power to break through the latitude. Either you have to learn them and surpass them.

After thinking about the incomparable power just now, and then calculating the time, it is better to choose the second way.

Looking at the halfway game of chess in the wooden house, Zhou Fan said to himself: "A game with the sky is better than half a day." ”

Through the perception just now, the teaching movement and the national movement can be superimposed and fused.

For example, the Great Song Dynasty recognized Taoism as the state religion, and the entire Taoism had the luck of the Great Song Dynasty.

If the Great Song Dynasty announced the destruction of Buddhism, then the luck of Buddhism would be squeezed out little by little by the national fortune.

Perhaps the highest level of cultivation is to elevate oneself to this kind of existence.

If luck is not extinguished, then the deity will not die.

It is possible that this is the principle of the immortality of the saint in the novel of the flood wilderness in the previous life, as long as there is one person in the sect, then he will not die.

Hongjun is one latitude higher than the saints, and his size contains several saints, perhaps, he is the whole creature formed by all the creatures in the wilderness.

But if you want to take this path, there must be a special method, so that the common people's disciples can become their own "cells".

Maybe you can use your own cells to attach to the disciples of the disciples, then the next step is: Lijiao.

As for Zhiwen, alas, there is nothing that can be done.

......

"Your Majesty, what should we do with this Great Song Assassin. ”

"I heard that the Liao Kingdom once invented a kind of punishment called a thousand knives. Deal with it according to this punishment, otherwise it will not be enough to eliminate the hatred in your heart. ”

......

"Your Majesty, this person's body is as strong as gold and iron, and he can't cut it. ”

"Then put it in an oil pot and boil, I don't believe it, it is difficult for him to become immortal. ”

......

Three days later, a streamer flew from the direction of Western Xia and disappeared into the scriptures.

According to news from the Western Xia, the Great Song sent assassins to attack the palace at night and assassinate the Western Xia Emperor and the Empress Dowager.

This action caused the Celestial Powers to be enraged, and a thunderbolt sent down to kill the Assassin.

Through investigation, it was learned that this assassin was the new general of the Great Song Dynasty, and he had been given a grease pot by the new emperor.

The new successor to the throne was the crown prince Li Renxiao, who gave his father Li Qianshun the temple name Chongzong and the name Emperor Shengwen.

He took the initiative to send envoys to Jin to discuss the alliance. Mobilize the strength of the whole country to prepare to attack the Great Song Dynasty and avenge his father.

......

Now it is 1113 A.D., Yonghe Military Road Jingzhao Mansion, a large family was born a unicorn, named Wang Zhongfu.

At the foot of Taihe Mountain, a farmer's home.

"You dog men and women, I'll kill you!" The middle-aged man pointed at the pair of naked men and women in front of him with a sickle in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared with a hideous expression.

"Don't be a husband, the slave family knows that it's wrong, and the slave family shouldn't. The wife looked panicked and at a loss.

The pale, weak man beside him hurriedly put on his pants, got out of bed and knelt on the ground and said, "Big brother has something to say, younger brother, I was fascinated for a while, and I didn't withstand the seduction of my sister-in-law." ”

"You have no eyes, at the beginning, it was obvious that you took advantage of Xianggong's absence to use force on me. The wife blurted out.

The man turned to the woman on the bed and slapped him, then moved his knees to the big man, hugged his legs, and cried: "Big brother, it's my brother's mistake, my father and mother went early, no one married my brother Zhang Luo, and you do work for people in the county all the year round, and you don't care about your brother."

My younger brother is not angry, he has studied hard for so many years, but he has not been admitted to anything.

I'm not human, I'm not human, I'm damned. He slapped himself a few times, then hugged his thighs tightly, and tears flowed down the man's trouser legs.

Dahan was resentful and unbearable in his heart, and he didn't know what to do for a while, the whole person was full of sadness, and the hand holding the sickle slowly drooped.

When the thin man saw the sickle hanging in front of him, an evil thought suddenly burst out in his heart: This matter is definitely not over today, even if he saves his life, he will be kicked out of the house. I don't have the skills to support myself. If I kill my eldest brother, I will have a field and a woman.

Dahan looked at his younger brother in front of him, thinking that the eldest brother was like a father, and he couldn't do this. raised his head and stared at the wife on the bed who had been suffering with him for more than ten years.

She followed her at the age of fourteen and worked together every day. Just because she hasn't conceived a child for so many years, when her parents were still there, she persuaded herself to find a new one, but she firmly refused.

In order to let her live a better life, she walked out of the mountains and went to the county seat where she was unfamiliar, and found a job, which lasted for several years.

Save your own money, save your money, and give her the money when you go home every few months. Seeing her joyful, I felt that everything was worth it.

Now that she has done such an unruly thing, she suddenly feels that so many years of hard work have been in vain.

Speaking of which, this is the first time I have seen her look so panicked and frightened......

"Poof"

I don't know when, maybe it was because I lost my mind just now, and the sickle has been taken away by my younger brother. The tip of the knife plunged deep into his waist.

"You ......"

The big man took a few steps back, and the scythe was passively pulled out of his body, looking at his brother in disbelief.

The thin man looked very frightened, but he gradually went crazy, his hand tightly grasped the sickle, raised it high, and rushed towards the big man.