Chapter Eighty-Five: Innate Legends
Regarding the title of the human master, Zhao Yun heard it for the second time, the first time was when Zuo Ci Lao Dao God screamed in a chattering voice, and he laughed it off at that time, not thinking about it, and he didn't expect someone to call again.
The emperor's job is not easy to do, and the modern young Zhao Zilong treats it as a job, worrying about others rebelling every day.
Not to mention, the whole country has to worry about eating, drinking, and Lazar. The common people are their own people, and when there is a famine, it is difficult to sleep at night.
Of course, it doesn't matter if you want to be a faint king, but I'm too sorry for the identity of a traverser.
"Mr. said with a smile," Zhao Yun took a deep breath and quickly changed the topic: "I don't know why Mr. Xia must see Yun, the plan for cooperation with your clan has been decided before I go." ”
"That's different!" Xia Jun chuckled: "As far as we Shaba and Han people are concerned, it is not cooperation, but dependence. ”
He was very honest and pointed out the essence of the matter, at least in the early days of the relationship, the Shaba people needed outside help to get out of the state of hunger.
If one force wants to be attached to another force, it must be worth taking refuge, how can Xia Jun be willing not to see the principal?
Zhao Yun had never seen a man smile so good-looking, and he had seen one of the most mysterious Fang Shi Zuo Ci at that time, and he didn't know what his smile was.
When the other party laughed for the first time, he didn't pay much attention to it, and this time he deliberately observed that everything was so natural but different, and a strong contrast was manifested in one action.
"Cooperation or attachment," Zhao Yun moved his butt on the chair, and waved his hand calmly: "This is a fair deal in itself, and we can call it a win-win situation." ”
Xia Jun's eyes lit up, and the words were very fresh and appropriate.
To put it bluntly, if the Shaba people have no use value, who cares if they live or die? Zhao Yun is just a traveler, not a savior, and he doesn't have that much ability to save the world at the moment.
If he had been so good, the Yellow Turban Rebellion would not have happened, after all, it was a very large-scale Han death.
It's a pity that Zhao Yun is still quite thin now, and he can't make any decisions at all, knowing that something is going to happen but can't stop it, which is quite a sad thing.
"Zilong, you're fine." Xia Jun sighed softly: "I am very thoughtful about my people. ”
"I never thought the tea tasted so good." He automatically changed the subject, closed his eyes and sniffed the tea, very intoxicated.
"Tea making is not a big deal technology," Zhao Yun disagreed: "If Mr. likes it, I will hand it over to you!" ”
It was really determined that the Zhao family was in the north, and he had to make tea from the south and then distribute it in all directions, and he had long wanted to find a spokesperson.
Don't think about the family, eat people one by one without spitting out bones, and I can't wait to swallow even the Zhao family, the Xiaba tribe is the best choice.
"That's a good idea!" Xia Jun opened his eyes, as bright as the stars: "There is nothing else in the Xiaba clan, tea can be planted all over the mountains, Zilong, thank you for your great kindness." ”
As she spoke, he stood up and bowed.
Zhao Yun was at a loss there, he was originally an immortal, but in the blink of an eye, he became an ordinary old man.
However, he did not get up either, and the big stab was bowed. If the Shaba people had the technology to roast tea in the future, they would have a much better life, and they would not have to rely on trading medicinal herbs to survive.
Xia Jun sat down slowly, his eyes full of piety, staring at the young man in front of him with blazing eyes, he was finally convinced that it was the right choice to hand over his clansmen to the other party.
Zhao Yun was about to speak, frowning slightly, and the next moment Huang Zhong appeared in the room.
To be precise, this was the first time that Xia Jun had observed the top generals in front of him head-on, and he couldn't help but gasp.
Back then, Zhang Jiao boasted that he was a good apprentice and brought him to offer treasures, but he didn't look at any of them, and a group of people were even reluctant to be third-rate martial artists, and they were really lackluster.
As the head of the Xia Ba clan, although the outside calls them Jiang Xiaman, Xia Jun has his own pride, and ordinary people, he doesn't even bother to glance at the corner of his eye.
Yesterday he didn't observe any of the Han people around him.
"Zilong!" Huang Zhong is not good at words, but after entering the door, he saw the peaceful atmosphere inside, and his hanging heart relaxed.
"This is Zilong Xiaoyou's master?" Xia Jun first felt the murderous aura, and it immediately disappeared.
"My righteous brother Huang Zhong Huang Hansheng," Zhao Yun got up and brought a chair over, pouring a cup of tea: "His son Huang Xu is Yun's righteous son." ”
"I see!" Xia Jun took a sip of tea: "I never thought that two acquired martial artists would appear in front of my eyes." ”
"The day after tomorrow?" Zhao Yun frowned, and turned his head to look at Huang Zhong, who was sitting there like a log.
Maybe Xia Jun usually doesn't have many people to talk to, and after opening the chatterbox, he talks endlessly.
Their branch of the Xiaba people, according to the classics, is a branch of the Xia Wei clan to the Ba people, the Xia Dynasty fell, somehow, came here, the classics are unknown.
Legend has it that in ancient times, the sages of heaven and earth fought against the environment, so they developed a variety of guiding techniques to teach their tribesmen to learn martial arts and resist nature.
The description of the Xia Ba people about the primeval era is also ambiguous, after all, the transformation from a clan society to a dynasty has gone through a long time, thousands of times longer than the Xia Dynasty to the Eastern Han Dynasty.
All things are animistic, and after people and animals absorb the treasures of heaven and earth, all aspects of the body's functions are greatly increased.
When plants reach a certain age, in addition to not being able to move, they simply have their own consciousness like humans, and the gas they release is called innate qi.
Since ancient times, the heavens and the earth have been filled with innate gas, of course, not all innate gases are capable of human beings, and some are highly poisonous, and they will die when they hear it.
It is said that the sages of mankind can take on the mountains, chase the sea, chase the stars and the moon, do anything, and can even fly to the sky.
As human beings continued to multiply and the population increased, the treasures of heaven and earth used for cultivation gradually decreased, and eventually dried up.
When the Xia Dynasty was established, it is said that many sages had already escaped into space to find new cultivation resources, in order to achieve the same longevity as heaven and earth.
It was Xia Qi who established the country, and it was also after the bloody storm that he suppressed many cultivators who dared to resist.
At that time, the environment of heaven and earth had changed a lot, and in order to compete for cultivation resources, there had been battles between the royal family and the cultivators of the people.
Every change of dynasty is essentially a combination of cultivators in the wilderness to overthrow the royal family that is pressing on their heads.
Time passed to the end of the Shang Dynasty, and there was an unprecedented collision between cultivators, which was known as the Battle of the Gods.
What is said about the eighty princes meeting King Wen, it is just a union between the representative of the cultivator and the Ji family.
Life is rare in seventy years, what is the concept of eighty years old? I can't find a few in the entire Han territory, so it's not a cultivator, but what?
Although the Zhou royal family, represented by the surname Ji, won the final victory and distributed a lot of benefits to the united cultivators, the resources between heaven and earth were even more scarce.
After that, there was a clear division of the level of cultivators or martial artists.
To put it simply, it can absorb the innate qi that escapes from heaven and earth, and can achieve the release of internal qi, which is called innate.
The following is all acquired.
Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong were stunned when they heard it, as if they were listening to mythological stories.