"Boom!"

Violent thunder began to explode in the sky.

"Whoa!"

The hurricane churning on the sea, mixed with endless waves, stirred everything on the Thai Ocean.

On the edge of a large ocean storm, a small sail fleet of five wooden three-masted sailing ships was struggling to move in the opposite direction of the storm's position.

On these classic wooden sailing boats of the old era, all the sailors are now full of determination, and under the leadership of the captain, they drive the huge ship to resist the invasion of strong winds and waves, and interpret the scenes of human tenacious resistance to nature, and the glorious scene of human nature is moving.

However, these human brilliance cannot hide their own original sin, as can be seen from the logo of the East Tianzhu Company at the bottom right of the flag of this fleet, which is a slave fleet that sells its own kind of human beings.

As time passed, the wind and waves on the sea had become stronger and stronger, and the slave fleet of five wooden schooners was farther and farther away from the core of the storm under the leadership of a very good navigator, Captain Holmer, the flagship of the fleet on the far left.

When he was about to get out of the range of the storm, an accident suddenly happened!

"Captain Kormo, there's a problem with our rearmost Kolotilda!"

"It's off the way of our Makratti!"

First mate Jack Moore's panicked voice, accompanied by hurried footsteps, appeared in the rear, interrupting Captain Kormore, who was on the bow deck, holding a telescope in one hand, and observing the course ahead.

The captain, who was rare in this era, did not have a beard, hurriedly turned around, adjusted the long-distance telescope in his hand to the maximum scale, and looked towards the tail of the fleet.

In the churning waters of the waves, he happened to see the crimson fireworks rising from the Kolotilda, which represented the signal of the slave revolt.

Riots on slave ships were uncommon, but not uncommon, and one or two of the thousands of slave ships that passed there each year were always in the Caribbean when Captain Coolmore was still on the Caribbean route.

But when transporting these honest braided civilians who had been bought from the greedy local officials of the Daqing Dynasty and had been deceived into boarding the ship, there had never been such a dare to rebel!

If it was peacetime, then the current Captain Kormo had ordered the fleet to stop advancing and let the other ships return to suppress the rebellious slave ship.

But now, with the storm trailing, he didn't dare to give such an order at all, the pure straight line backwards of the sailboat were already a very troublesome operation, not to mention that in such natural weather, it was no different from sending him to death!

"These damn weather, damn lowly pigtailed hairmen!"

"How dare they! How dare you ······"

Amid Captain Holmo's vicious curses, the sailing ship, which had been halted by the riot, had recovered from half-sail to full-sail, and turned 45° to the right, heading at full speed in the other direction on the outskirts of the storm area······

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The first rays of the morning sun shine through the half-hazy inferior glass into the captain's cabin on the top deck of the Kolotilda.

"Who am I?"

A vague will, which seemed to have been confused for a long time, reappeared in the mind of the boy who looked very young lying on the big bed in the captain's room.

"Here, what is this place?"

The boy opened his confused eyes and surveyed his surroundings, muttering as he struggled to get to his feet.

However, at this time, a grand flow of information suddenly poured into his mind, making him feel that his brain sank, his eyes went black, and he suddenly fell into the big bed behind him.

After half a ring, the young boy, who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, opened his eyes again, and the confusion in his pupils had disappeared, and only an adult was left with composure and calmness.

"I am Edward's freest incarnation."

"No, maybe I'm no longer an incarnation, and in terms of the words of this plane of Oriental Immortal Dao in my memory, I should be a step further, more independent, similar to the existence of the 'Second Yuan God'."

As the existence that carries the white-robed Edward's attachment to his hometown, this yellow-skinned young man is currently the weakest, but as his words say, he is the most powerful and freest existence among all the incarnations of Edward, and the relationship with Edward's body is more like two flowers blooming on a vine, but the flower named Edward has complete control over that vine.

He first muttered in an affirmative tone, then closed his eyes slightly.

This young body can be favored by the white-robed Edward, who has already stepped into the realm of immortal gods and demons in half a step, and become the carrier of his special incarnation, naturally has an extraordinary background and qi.

Even in itself, it has a relatively complete immortal inheritance.

His mind and will skillfully used the methods left in the memory of the body itself, and in a trance, his consciousness appeared in a vast sea of consciousness.

"The sea of knowledge in this immortal civilization is really fundamentally different from the pure spiritual sea of the spellcaster."

Thinking and willing turned into the appearance of the young man's body outside, strolling in this pitch-black, but incomparably warm space, while comparing this far grander than the formal-level spellcaster, and more magnificent Zhihai space, he walked very directly to the center of Zhihai.

There, a roll of ancient bamboo slips filled with a glowing white light like the finest warm jade material brought a glimmer of light to this dark sea of knowledge.

As if there was an autonomous consciousness, when the young man walked slowly, the ancient bamboo slip trembled slightly, broke away from the void of the sea of knowledge, and floated in front of him.

Five inscriptions of bells and tripods in the ancient Shang and Zhou dynasties, composed of the "Taiping Qing Lingshu", first appeared on it.

Then, with the eternal and eternal breath and the warm and magnificent brilliance, it slowly opened in front of him, and endless information emerged from the bamboo slip "Taiping Qing Lingshu" and integrated into his sea of knowledge.

If this can be called a grand message, if it is directly poured into his physical and mental domain, then I am afraid that he will be directly unconscious in an instant, just like when he got up just now.

Although his body has some traces of exercise, after all, due to his young age, he is very weak.

And if it is directly transmitted to his Zhihai, then as the incarnation of Edward, although he does not have a strong spiritual power in Zhihai now, he still has a half-step third-order soul essence, which is enough for him to smoothly accept the inheritance information of these "Taiping Qing Collar Books".

From the last recent inheritor of the "Taiping Qing Lingshu", the body's father Huang Tiantian Kingdom Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan left a note, until the first generation obtained the "Taiping Qing Lingshu", the record of the inscription of the Daping Daoist Horn at the end of the Han Dynasty; In addition to the true preaching method of the "Taiping Qing Collar Book" - Huangtian Dao, the information left by hundreds of inheritors in the "Taiping Qing Collar Book" has given young people an extraordinary understanding of the world almost instantly.

This inheritance seemed to have been in Zhihai for a long time, but when the young man withdrew from Zhihai and took over his body again and walked to the wall clock in the captain's room, only ten minutes had passed.

Standing in front of the half-length mirror next to the wall clock, looking at this figure that was 7 points similar to Liu Ming in the plane of the Celestial Empire in his memory, the young man smiled calmly, and his brain was thinking at high speed.

"It's really a world of fairies and demons, facts rather than facts!"

"The myths of the Celestial Empire, and even some of the oriental gods and demons in the film and television dramas I have watched, have become real in this world."

"The last group of high-flying immortals and demons, under the leadership of Li Yingqiong, the third-generation head of the Shushan faction, extracted the last dragon qi ancestral vein in Shenzhou, based on the Ning Bi Cliff, and refined it into a large starry sky shuttle, and they have embarked on a journey to chase the tide of spiritual energy in the starry sky three hundred years ago, far away from the earth."

"The earth where the spiritual tide has passed, in the east, the pure qi cultivation is gradually declining, and only the Maoshan talisman is once in a vein of the short-term prosperity that has supported the backbone of the righteous path."

"In the Western continent, modern science has shown its germination with the development of the steam engine, and those ancient sacredness and evil have gradually become unable to respond to their believers, and have gradually become legends."

"And the father of this body, Hong Xiuquan, is also an extraordinary figure in my memory of the Celestial Empire in my previous life, although he failed in the end, he also left me with enough legacy."

"In that case, I am in this world, so I will continue the name of your descendant - Hong Tiangui!"

"That guy Edward chose to be the Great Magician of the West."

"Then I, Hong Tiangui, should become the Yellow Heaven Dao Ancestor of the East, and by the way, before the big ball of light is officially opened, complete the exchange data of the main god's Xianxia side!"

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