In 1615, the forty-third year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, outside the city of Shenyang, Liaodong.

The sky was overcast, the lead clouds were thick, the gale was blowing through the hills, and the grass was crooked. A young man in a Taoist robe was climbing up from the bottom of the hill with a burden on his back, and when he walked under a tree with a crooked neck, he shouted, "Master, Master, I'm back." ”

The light and shadow next to the crooked neck tree fluctuated, and suddenly a hole opened. The young man in the Dao robe quickly jumped in, the crack closed, and he returned to normal. Inside the breach, however, a dilapidated mountain temple sits on a hill, with decaying statues, collapsed temple walls, and only a few lame wooden tables remain in the airy buildings on all sides.

The rotten wooden table was cushioned with rotten bricks, and next to it was a pile of randomly pulled grass wool, on which sat a middle-aged Taoist priest with his eyes closed. A white candle was lit on the rotten wooden table, and on the candle flame there was a deep black hole that constantly transmitted starlight and dust, shrinking with the breath of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The young man in the Taoist robe carefully avoided the deep black hole, walked around to the middle-aged Taoist priest and said, "Master, the trick you have set up outside is so good, no one knows that we are hiding here." ”

There was a dead silence in the temple, and the middle-aged Taoist priest only faintly replied 'um'.

The young man in the Taoist robe untied the burden he was carrying again, and spread it at the feet of the middle-aged Taoist priest, "Master, I bought some medicine in Shenyang City. It's a pity that you didn't buy the Tiankui Zhenxin Pill you wanted, and there are only some ordinary goods. This barren land in the east of Liaodong, with a lot of soldiers and inconvenient commerce, is not as convenient as our division in Beijing. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest still didn't answer. The young man in the Taoist robe looked at his master and said worriedly: "Master, you have a much older complexion, you still have to take care of your body." ”

Only then did the middle-aged Taoist priest open his eyes slightly, sighed, and said, "Master, this is changing his life against the sky, peeping into the heavens, which will naturally damage Shouyuan." However, as long as this matter can be achieved, there is still room for redemption in the future, and even the future is long, and the future is great. ”

The young man in the Dao robe immediately smiled happily, and he looked at the deep black hole on the rotten wooden table and asked, "Master, can this Yin Yang Gui really connect four hundred years later?" It's incredible. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest bowed slightly, and without waiting for him to explain, he heard a burst of joyful shouts suddenly come from the black hole: "Master, Master, I have succeeded, I have succeeded." I have practiced the 'mind confusion' you taught. However, ......, the woman who had just been affected by me suddenly came to her senses again, scolded and left. Why is that? ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest pursed his lips angrily and said, "You only started cultivating today, and the Tao is too shallow. It must be that you made the woman feel a little stimulated by your words and actions, and it is normal for people to resist and sober up. As long as you follow me and practice diligently, the power of the spell will naturally increase. You need to guard against arrogance and rashness, otherwise your heart will be disturbed, and it will be difficult to achieve success. ”

The voice in the black hole hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, apprentice, I did give the woman a lot of stimulation just now." In the future, I will definitely practice hard, and when the time comes, I will definitely make it three palaces and six courtyards, full of beautiful houses. Hahaha...... it's beautiful to think about that day!"

For such a promising apprentice, the middle-aged Taoist couldn't help but roll his eyes, and the young man in the Taoist robe looked even more disgusted. It's just that the disgust is disgusted, and the middle-aged Taoist priest continued: "Qingfeng apprentice, the teacher has already taught you the introduction of cultivation, and now I should ask you to repay one or two." Quickly find me some history books of the Ming Dynasty and the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and I want to know the general trend of the world after 43 years of Wanli. ”

As soon as the young man in the Taoist robe heard his master's order, he hurriedly took out a stack of blank papers from his backpack, and gently placed a set of pen and ink, listened with his ears up, and prepared to record. Even the middle-aged Taoist priest couldn't help but look forward to it.

On the other side of the black hole is Zhou Qingfeng, 400 years later. This guy was excited, and he didn't care what he was going to do as a cheap master, and he didn't think about the consequences of casually leaking the historical process, so he just agreed to it. He turned on the computer, searched for 1615 at random, and began to chant after finding Baidu entries.

In the Wilderness Mountain Temple on this side of the Ming Dynasty, the middle-aged Taoist Gu Yuanwei listened attentively.

"In the forty-third year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, Jinnige sorted out Matteo Ricci's notes and wrote "History of the Christian Expedition to China".

"Kinney Pavilion? It's those ghosts from afar in the capital.,I don't want to listen to this.。 Tell me about the future of the Ming Dynasty and how the Manchu Qing Dynasty arose. ”

"Oh, that's the forty-third year of Wanli, and Nurhachi reformed the Golden Eight Banners military system after Hetuala."

"Wait, who is Nurhachi?"

"It is the first generation boss of the Manchu Qing Dynasty who replaced the Ming Dynasty."

"Why does the name Nurhachi not sound like a Ming person, but like a ......?"

"I said it was a Tartar before. Nurhachi was not originally a person from the Ming Dynasty, he was the leader of the Jurchen tribe in Jianzhou, Liaodong, and he unified the Jurchen tribe and replaced the Ming Dynasty. ”

"Ah......h

Hearing this, Gu Yuanwei in the mountain temple couldn't sit still any longer, and immediately exclaimed, "Qingfeng apprentice, are you saying that the Ming Dynasty was robbed by a group of Jianzhou barbarians?" ”

"yes."

"This ......, isn't this the same as Meng Yuan robbing the Song Dynasty?"

"yes."

"This ......., my God!"

The earth-shattering news shocked Gu Yuanwei like a chicken, and even the young man in the Taoist robe who was copying on the side was difficult to write. You must know that Meng Yuan's entry into the Central Plains was a catastrophe for the Han people. The splendid Chinese civilization has been dealt a fatal blow, and its severity is comparable to that of the Wuhu Chaos that lasted for nearly 300 years.

And the Ming Dynasty was established by Zhu Hongwu to expel Meng Yuan and save the people. The past dynasties belong to him and the most righteous in the country, which is irrefutable. But after more than 200 years of rule, the Ming Dynasty was ......, and it was about to be destroyed by another group of Tartars.

"Aomine, you're not mistaken?"

"That's right, the forty-third year of Wanli is 1615, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs and destroyed the Ming Dynasty in 1644. Less than thirty years later, the Jurchens were to implement the 'shaving order', forcing all Han Chinese to wear braids of savages with rat tails. We Han people will be second-class people, and we will be slaves to the Manchus. ”

"My ancestors, my ancestors, my ancestors......." Gu Yuanwei asked repeatedly, and finally sighed, "I watched the stars at night, and I saw that the number of Great Ming Qi was approaching, and there was a new dynasty in the northeast. I always thought that the Wenchen military general in Liaodong was going to stand on behalf of the Ming Dynasty and innovate and establish the Ding, but who knew that it was the Jurchen savages further north who robbed the world? ”

This news is so shocking!

Gu Yuanwei searched for the future true dragon that he wanted to assist in many places after Liaodong, and he also had an understanding of the form of Liaodong. In his eyes, the Jurchen forces are nothing more than a group of border barbarians who do not cultivate literature and morality, and their military strength is only tens of thousands. Who would have thought that in the future, such a group of guys who looked like robbers would come in and take away the flowers and rivers of the Han people.

Four hundred years later, the Han Chinese are often resentful when they think of the humiliation that the Manchus left on the Central Plains. These four hundred years ago, the Ming people who regarded themselves as the superior kingdom of the Celestial Empire were even more unacceptable?

When Gu Yuanwei suddenly heard the news, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Master, Master?" Zhou Qingfeng shouted four hundred years later, "Do I still read?" ”

And the young man in the Taoist robe beside Gu Yuanwei was also exclaiming, "Master, Master, your ......, your face, you are getting old again." ”

Under the candlelight of the rotten wooden table, Gu Yuanwei, who was originally middle-aged, raised his hand, and the originally smooth epidermis aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, rough and wrinkled, dark spots were faintly visible, and his beard instantly turned white. The young man in the Taoist robe immediately shouted, "Master, you can't listen any more. If you listen to it any more, you will be exhausted, described as withered, and instantly destroyed. ”

This change of dynasty is the biggest opportunity in the world, and when I learned about it, I was compensating with my life. Four hundred years later, Zhou Qingfeng heard someone else shouting to stop, so he stopped. And Gu Yuanwei, who was in front of the candlelight, raised his hand tremblingly and looked at it for a long time, and sighed: "I really can't listen to it anymore, if I listen to it again, before I find the real dragon to assist me, my life will be gone." ”

It was quiet for a while.......

The young man in the Dao robe suddenly whispered, "Master, we can't know the general trend of the Heavenly Machine, but this Qingfeng Senior Brother can know." We're not going to ...... him. ”

Before the words fell, the candlelight on the rotten wooden table suddenly extinguished without wind, and the light of the entire dilapidated mountain temple dimmed. The young man in the Taoist robe immediately exclaimed, "Master, someone has broken through the blinding formation we have laid out. ”

At this time, I heard a coquettish shout outside the mountain temple, and the fierce wind and thunder struck, and the air waves rolled, and the momentum was incomparable. A woman's voice sounded outside, "Gu Yuanwei, you stole the 'Yin Yang Gui', and how many people have been ruined because of you." Now hiding in a ruined temple and trying to hide? Dream! Come out and die! ”

A sword qi flew into it like lightning from outside the mountain temple, and it was about to split Gu Yuanwei in one fell swoop. Gu Yuanwei, who was facing the sword qi, immediately stretched out his hand to stop it, and a golden shield suddenly appeared. The sword and shield struck each other, with a loud bang and an endless shock.

The mountain temple was already dilapidated, and the bricks and tiles collapsed in an instant, and the incense ashes flew everywhere. In the rumbling sound, the wooden beams of the wall could no longer hold on, and all the edges collapsed.

In the dust, I saw Gu Yuanwei pointing a little and shouting 'up'. Two puppet figures immediately jumped out of a cloth bag in front of him. This puppet was good in the wind, and the face of the two Zhangji King Kong, with big shoulders and round waist, holding a knife and axe, rushed out fearlessly.

"Apprentice, you go and drag that evil girl first, and I'll get your Qingfeng junior brother over." Gu Yuanwei shouted hurriedly at the young man in the Taoist robe beside him.

The young man in the Taoist robe didn't say much, he took out a peachwood sword, picked up a string of talismans and began to chant spells, muttered a few words and shouted loudly and followed the two vajra puppets to kill them.

At this end, Gu Yuanwei shouted at the deep black hole: "Qingfeng, you hurry up 'Yanggui', and by the way, bring the history books that record the general trend of the world, I will pull you over." ”

"What?" Zhou Qingfeng heard on the other end that his cheap master seemed to be a little inappropriate, he was already at a loss, and suddenly heard a crackling sound, and he couldn't figure out what happened four hundred years ago, "Let me take what?" Pick up a book? I don't have any books. What are you going to do by pulling me over? ”

"Take the history books, I'll pull you over to enjoy a great fortune." Gu Yuanwei didn't wait for the words to speak, and he had already begun to cast a spell on the deep black hole in front of him.

The sound of fighting from 'Yanggui' was so noisy that Zhou Qingfeng on the other end couldn't hear it clearly. He only heard that the other side seemed to be pulling himself over to enjoy the wealth, and he heard that he was going to take the book himself. But he didn't have any books at hand, and when he saw a photo book on the computer desk, he grabbed it in his hand and shouted, "Why do you want to take the book?" What kind of book will work? ”

The situation on Gu Yuanwei's side is already very urgent. The sudden woman's sword light was sharp, and her spicy hands were ruthless, and she split the two Vajra puppets into waste wood with a few brushes. The young man in the Taoist robe who came up behind him was also forced into danger, and he couldn't resist it at all. Gu Yuanwei couldn't care about saying too much, and his spiritual power was working, and he shouted 'disease'.

Four hundred years later, Zhou Qingfeng felt a powerful force pull him up, and the 'Yanggui' stone in his palm suddenly turned into a black hole, as if it was about to suck everything in heaven and earth.

The building where Zhou Qingfeng was located also trembled violently, and even the ground outside was shaking. There were a few school teachers outside his room who were discussing gossip, and when they saw that the movement was like an earthquake, everyone immediately hurried downstairs with a scream.

And after the black hole in front of Zhou Qingfeng's eyes expanded, he sucked him in with a whoosh. It was an endless space-time tunnel, and at the far end there was a bright spot that was rapidly expanding, and at the moment of a breath he crashed into it, and then fell out of it.

With a tom, Zhou Qingfeng fell and gnawed on the mud in the scream. Before he could recover his strength, a sword light slashed down at him. He screamed in horror and almost died when a golden shield appeared to block the sword light.

The sound of the sword and shield clashing was deafening, and the strong vibration made the heart and lungs feel extremely uncomfortable. Zhou Qingfeng's brain was in severe pain when he was shocked, his chest was suffocated, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and shouted miserably in his mind: "What's going on?" ”

The scene of 400 years ago was not what Zhou Qingfeng expected at all. Monk Gu Yuanwei didn't have time to explain, he replaced his big apprentice to meet the strong enemy, and at the same time ordered: "Jian'er, you take Qingfeng to avoid, I will block this evil girl." ”

The young man in the Taoist robe was not ambiguous, he took a few steps back and grabbed Zhou Qingfeng and ran towards the hill, ran a few steps and took out a paper crane and threw it away. The paper crane rose in the wind, and the young man in the Taoist robe grabbed Zhou Qingfeng and pulled it at the paper crane.

The messy scenes confused Zhou Qingfeng. When he looked back, he saw an old man not far away fighting a young woman. As soon as the woman saw Zhou Qingfeng appear, she immediately scolded sharply: "Gu Yuanwei, you peep into the heavens, your life is short, you don't repent at the moment, you are wrong again and again, and now you have the audacity to get people over." This is a great sin that interferes with morality and reverses the world, and you all have to die. ”

The young woman was majestic and full of evil spirits, and the sword light in her hand was faster than one after another. The sword qi on the hill is vertical and horizontal, the thunder law rumbles, and the ground is flying with gravel and falling apart under the bombardment of various powerful spells. The big stone flew over Zhou Qingfeng's head, and his heart was beating in horror, and he was frightened and screamed.

The young man in the Taoist robe pushed Zhou Qingfeng onto the paper crane and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Qingfeng, you run first, I will go to save the master." ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm your senior brother. You hold on to this crane, and I'll send you away first. The young man in the Taoist robe blew on the paper crane, and the paper crane flapped its wings out of thin air, and carried Zhou Qingfeng, who was screaming in a few clicks, out of the distance.

The body was fluttering, and Zhou Qingfeng's heart was about to jump out of his throat. Flying in mid-air, he grabbed the paper crane, and almost cried out in panic, "Didn't you say that I would enjoy the glory and wealth." You lied to me, what the hell is this rich and rich? ”