Chapter 15: Five Thousand and Four Hundred Years (Three Watches)

After Sanqing, Jade Emperor, Doumu, Zhen Yuanzi...... Many virtuous Da Luo researched and decided that Luo Feng would serve as the Black Emperor in the future.

Luo Feng said, I said that I am not modest, you should ask for another master.

Zhen Yuanzi said solemnly: "Personal destiny, of course, depends on self-struggle, but it also has to take into account the historical itinerary. ”

"Ancestral Dragon Daoyou is too tired to work on the affairs of the flood and famine, I really can't bear it, let him have a good rest."

Luo Feng sighed helplessly, and read two lines of poetry at that time.

"Gou ......"

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight, and you will be the master of the country; The country is ominous, and it is the king of the world.

To enjoy the authority of the Black Emperor, you must fulfill the obligations of the Black Emperor and have corresponding responsibilities and responsibilities.

As the first master of Qiankun mimicry, Zhen Yuanzi shoulders the mission of teaching Luo Feng.

The sleeves are fluttering, the universe is reversed, time emerges, the details of the Tao are created, and all kinds of derivative probabilities are integrated into it.

All kinds of abnormal parameters, unknown variables, worst and best possibilities, are quietly born.

The most important right in the world is not anything else, but the right to choose, and the reason why Da Luo is invincible is because they can start over infinitely, and the right to choose forever is infinite.

Simulating the future and analyzing the probability are the basic qualities of every Da Luo, if the ordinary Da Luo is one, the great supernatural is ten, and Zhen Yuanzi is more than sixty points.

This is the craft of eating, diversity first!

The chaos is reversed, time splashes wonderful flowers, and the waves turn into quantum states, affecting countless time and space.

There is a country, a name Yu, a patriarchal legal system, the surname is Ji, the main sect, the son of heaven; The heirs of the feudal elements, the meritorious generals, the order of the lower country, the feudal blessing.

Three thousand years, the beginning of the year, the festival and the dynasty. The crown is on the back, and the crown and sword are connected. The eight-tone ensemble, everything is announced. Chang Chen Shengli, may it last for a thousand years;

For 6,000 years, the Ming monarch was in peace, and he was listed. The clouds are on the surface, and the shadow of the sun is beginning to grow. Well-dressed, Zhong Chi is beaming. Lingyi Kesheng, Jiahui Zhang;

Eight thousand years: Ting Chen Dale, sitting too little. Condensed negative wall, end arch hanging clothes. The mandarin luans are in columns, and the hairpins are shining together. The incense of the imperial furnace is scattered, and it is gloomy.

The Yu Dynasty from the civil and military harmony, the rule of virtue of all things, to the Ming monarch in power, well-dressed, and finally the rites and music of the world, a hundred schools of thought, after 8,000 years, the mandate of heaven has been exhausted.

At the end of the 8,000 years, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the world was constantly strife, and hundreds of schools of thought arose, wisdom and law change coexisted, and trickery and yang conspiracy walked together.

There is a country in the northwest, the name is called Xiong, and after the Black Emperor left the country, he has gone through the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period for 8,000 years, and the national strength is growing stronger.

During the Xiongmu Gong, Ren Xian enabled, humbly admonished, destroyed the country twelve, opened up thousands of miles, and the national strength was flourishing. Xiongxiao Gong succeeded to the throne, reused, agriculture, soldiers, yin and yang...... Everyone, the national strength is prosperous again.

Then pass on six generations, there are eloquent talents, the king of the Mandate of Heaven was born, the remnants of the sixth generation of Fen Liu, Zhen Chang Zhi and Yu Yu, swallow the great Yu and die the princes, perform the supreme and control the Liuhe, and whip the world, and vibrate the four seas.

Since then, the Daxiong Immortal Dynasty has been established, collecting hundreds of schools, abolishing soldiers, prohibiting folk law cultivation, and suppressing Wandao with dragon energy.

Luo Feng sat on a loess mound and muttered in a low voice: "I'm so stupid, really ......"

A generation of ancestral dragons swallowed the world, successively destroyed the six kingdoms of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, and Qi, completed the unification, and was in the prime of life, and his cultivation was unfathomable, and it was estimated that it would not be a problem to live for another 10,000 years.

It's true, hooray, hooray, hooray.

How to play this kind of opponent?!

After checking it, he was like a mortal physique, Luo Feng sighed again.

People start with a bowl and fight the world empty-handed, and they don't even have a bowl.

As for resuming cultivation and breaking the game violently, this violates the rules of the game and is equivalent to failure, so please start over.

It seemed that he heard Luo Feng's complaints, and in order to prove that Providence had not abandoned him, a message circulated.

Zu Long died in the Xingtai sand dunes during his eastern tour in 5400 years of Xiong Li.

Luo Feng slowly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't overthrow the ancestral dragon head-on, everything would be easy.

Xiong II is an heir, he does not have the courage to fight the world empty-handed, and he is much easier to deal with than Zulong.

"Is your opponent my opponent? Emperor Xionger. ”

Luo Feng muttered, and then looked into the distance.

Now his goal is to go on, set a small goal first, and keep him alive for 5,400 years.

The ancestral dragon is very powerful, I can't beat you, but I can survive you, as long as you live a long time, sooner or later.

……

Green mountains, white horses, small bridges and flowing water.

Everything was picturesque, but Luo Feng was depressed because these did not belong to him.

There is only one reason, household registration, household registration, household registration!

Say the important thing three times, what is the most important thing to come to the new world?!

Household registration is the most important.

You can't speak, you can pretend to be dumb, you can't write, you can't pretend to be illiterate, you can't know common sense, you can pretend to be a fool......

However, if you don't have a household registration, you are a black household registration.

The Daxiong Dynasty ruled the country with a legalist family, and the law was the most stringent, only protecting the human rights of those with household registration.

In other words, in the Daxiong Immortal Dynasty, only those who have a household registration are considered people, and those who do not have a household registration are not counted as people.

Displaced people without household registration are similar to livestock, they can buy and sell, they can be slaves, and even report to the government and the yamen have a bounty.

It's not that Luo Feng is not stable enough, but he really doesn't have a household registration, and he doesn't even know the name of a place if he wants to lie.

On the tiger chair, a middle-aged man played with the stone ball and said casually: "How about thinking about it, enter the industry and sell salt with me, or send you to the yamen." ”

The little brother Ma Zai on both sides held a double-flower red stick and stared at him, only Luo Feng dared to spit out a word, and immediately hit it.

Get half dead, and then pull it to the yamen to exchange for reward money.

Luo Feng sneered, his own dignified heaven and man in the lower realm, a generation of emperors, how could it be possible for you to work as a smuggler of salt.

The head was raised at forty-five degrees, and the corners of his mouth showed a disdainful smile.

"I want a share!"

The middle-aged man was immediately overjoyed, and waved his big hand and said, "Quickly untie Mr., please come to my room for a secret talk." ”

The eldest gave an order, and the younger brother knew that the form had changed.

Immediately put on a bright smile and turn your face faster than you can turn a book.

"Sir has offended, offended."

The little brother who was tied up by the guard flattered Luo Feng like a dog.

Seeing this, Luo Feng smiled in a low voice: "In the future, they will all be brothers, and the family will not speak two languages, so dare to ask what the brother is called." ”

"Little Chen Hu, I hope Mr. will take care of him in the future." Chen Hu, who had clear eyebrows, said in a low voice

Luo Feng nodded, full of promise.

Between the words of the two, the rope had dispersed and regained freedom, Luo Feng arched his hand towards the boss and said, "Please also ask the old knife handle, let me wash up." ”

The middle-aged man, that is, the old knife handle, rolled his eyes, and suddenly laughed heartily: "It's me who owes it to think about it, Chen Hu quickly take Mr. down, and invite him to the courtyard at night." ”

"Thank you!" Luo Feng clenched his fists and saluted.

followed Chen Hu down, and the two had a chat with each other.

Chen Hu was also anxious to tie up because Luo Feng was about to join the gang and leaked a lot of information.