"Let's go together."

The scorching sun, eighteen long sticks flipped down, the martial arts skills of each of these stick monks came from the monks who followed Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou back then, and as monks, they did not have many distractions like soldiers in the army, so these warrior monks are the people who perfectly retain the martial arts skills of Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou in the world.

Bu Zheng held a straight wooden stick in one hand and slashed down like a long sword.

The strong wind was howling, and the whole world seemed to be left with only a phantom that fell down, and in front, eighteen long sticks rolled over, but they were instantly shattered by the phantom, and the coherent energy beats, and the eighteen long sticks instantly fall to the ground.

"Slash (nameless martial arts, seems to be related to the top martial arts in this world), level, top martial arts (this world only), current achievements, beginner paths."

Exhaled slightly, Bu Zheng closed his eyes and looked at the attribute table in his mind, then opened his eyes and threw away the wooden stick in his hand.

There are thousands of martial arts in the world, and countless mysterious martial arts have been extended from the basic actions such as slashing, splitting, and stabbing to build the foundation, but when you reach the end, you will inevitably return to the basics, and return to the basics of slashing, splitting, stabbing and so on.

This is the ultimate martial art that Bu Zheng thought of, honing these most basic martial arts with the top martial arts in each world, gaining the recognition of the game, and relying on the experience and memories of his previous life that are unparalleled to turn it into a unique martial art.

Within the scope of the rules, beyond the extreme of the world's top martial arts, this is the only way to break through the limitations of the game, and looking at the world, even if the strongest martial arts master in the real world does not have the memory of a lifetime like him, and a lifetime of martial arts experience, he will not want to create this back to the basics martial arts.

"Whoever dares to divulge what I have been doing on Songshan Mountain in the past three months will be killed."

Explained coldly, and strode towards the outside of the Shaolin Temple, in fact, even if everything on his Song Mountain was leaked out, it didn't matter, no one would think about what he was doing, even if the Red Clothes League, even those in the court, at most they would only guess that he was using these warrior monks in the Shaolin Temple to cultivate.

Next, the attention of those two groups of people may be shifted to other things, the eight families of Jin Shang, Guanwai, and the palace.

After getting off Songshan, Buzheng went to Shanxi and Shaanxi to check the preparation of food, and then turned to Kyoto for a trip, and later occupied an important position in the Ming Dynasty in his memory, or at this time when the influence of the government and the opposition was huge, people in Kyoto visited and ate once one by one, and after using up the few remaining medicines, he went directly back to the shelter, so that all his back hands have fallen, and then he only needs to wait.

"Not long ago, someone sent a large amount of silver taels, estimated to be as much as 10 million.

I have chosen five hundred of the refugees, each of whom teaches in the way you have taught me over the years, honor, discipline, shame, hatred, and obedience, and they are ready to die for you. ”

Shelter, Ye Feng's eyes looked at Bu Zheng with a hint of amazement, how fast it has been to two years, he has been teaching these selected people completely in accordance with the way of Bu Zheng's guidance, and the results have made him staggering, these selected people have changed so much that it is simply terrifying, these people have become like machines in just over a year.

Ye Feng is not a soldier, but he can also see how terrible these people will be if they form an army.

Ten million silver taels, five hundred machine-like disciplined and completely obedient students, this can completely form an army that sweeps in all directions, Ye Feng's eyes began to burn as he looked at Bu Zheng.

"Okay, don't choose any more people next, five hundred is enough, and then you start buying sulfur in large quantities secretly...... Ginseng, reishi mushroom...... etc. ”

"We don't raise an army?"

"Do what I say, and I promise we'll get a lot more than we can build an army."

Bu Zheng patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, forming an army, according to the resourcefulness and ability of the top players, it is very simple, but once the formation is successful, you can immediately see the power of those fierce people in the late Ming Dynasty, Hong Chengchou, Lu Xiangsheng, Xiong Tingbi...... No matter how secretive you are, form an army in front, and the last elite of the Ming Dynasty will drive over in the back.

It's not a contest, it's a confrontation between the two armies, and no matter how resourceful you are, you'll have to be beaten up when the time comes.

It's not for nothing that these eight years are called dead for eight years, and now the Red Cloak League and those in the DPRK should have been tempted, or are tempting, and then made the decision not to do anything in these eight years.

Of course, in fact, they didn't do nothing, they were all behind, in the previous life, even if he tried hard, he was one step behind those two groups of people, and in this life, he was definitely able to surpass those two groups of people.

In the past eight years, the game has given too many traps, and probably those two waves of smart people will start to be jealous and maintain a cautious attitude of repeated skepticism about everything, so they would never have imagined that in fact, there is an easier way to break the game in the story mission.

A real sweeping break.

"Go and arrange the things to be done, and then come to me, I will teach you a set of sword techniques, this world, although it is based on the dispute between the two regimes, but for us after all, it is still a world dominated by the cultivation of martial arts, and what ultimately decides everything will not be calculation, but force."

Turning around and walking towards his residence, as soon as he took a step, Bu Zheng thought about it and looked back at Ye Feng, now that he had created the martial arts he had envisioned in his previous life, then, the Hundred Battles Sword Technique could be handed over to Ye Feng.

Wang to Wang, general to general, he believes that Zi Linglong's sword scripture has at most Zi Linglong and Hua Rui have a chance to contact, and in the court, Qi Jiguang's Xinyou sword technique that is stored in the Royal Library Pavilion is probably only qualified to be contacted by the leaders of those people in the court, it is not an organization like the Red Clothes League, but an organization like the bandits of Jiuqu Mountain, of course, they look more civilized.

"Therefore, Bu Zheng went back to Ye Feng's side, and after taking control of those civil officials in Kyoto, he didn't do anything, and he didn't arouse the vigilance of those in the court."

In Yangzhou, the stamen sits leisurely on a small boat, outside the boat is a small lake, covering an area of about several kilometers, and outside the lake is the garden, under the cloister a whole row of servants stand respectfully there, and beyond the cloister is the courtyard with layers of layers, this is the new courtyard of the stamen and the purple Linglong.

"He's smart, but it's a pity, Jin Rui's stupid death proves your guess, these eight years are pits, pits, pits, but, I'm looking forward to it after eight years, when our poison should be solved, I really want to see the face of Bu Zheng at that time, by the way, should our grain be transported back, or stored in another place."

Zi Linglong sat on the opposite side, lazily looking at the lake outside the boat.

"No, it's hard to find a place where you can secretly store a large amount of grain, and the final decision between us and Bu Zheng is actually just force, so we don't need to worry about anything, on the contrary, the appearance of Bu Zheng also gives us a few more points of certainty than those guys in the DPRK."

A lazy voice also came from the stamen, the woman's eyes rolled, and she suddenly got up and fell towards Zi Linglong, and the cheerful laughter of the two women suddenly sounded on the lake.

At the same time, in Kyoto, in a certain courtyard, a man with a handsome face and a scholarly appearance showed his eight-pack abs and brandished a long knife.

"Cooperate with Buzheng, food, hehe, don't pay attention to it, this game is actually very simple, forbearance, and fighting, and when the plot opens, kill all the opponents, and then naturally you can easily complete the task, as for the Jurchen, it's just a mustard disease."

The blade fell, and a trace of violent energy dispersed, and directly opposite, a long knife was still half a meter away, and the wooden stake that had entered the ground made a crisp sound and instantly cracked from it.

"You remember, in this game, in the end, it depends on how strong we are, and as for the rest of the layout, it's just for the mission."

The arrogant words spread out in the courtyard, and next to it, in the corridor, several burly men respectfully clenched their fists in response.