In the spacious and bright room, Wang Daoming opened his eyes, and the chaotic light flashed away, and what he saw was the yellow-brown earthen walls, the large blue brick floor, and a few simple pieces of furniture.

Through the scratched bronze mirror on the old wardrobe, Wang Daoming barely saw his appearance clearly, and in the mirror, a young man who looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old appeared, tall, with black hair and brown eyes, his face was like a knife and axe, and he had a righteous face!

What he was wearing was a black cotton coat that was a little whitish, a pair of black pants underneath, and a pair of black cloth shoes with a hundred bottoms, although it was slightly old, but it was quite neat.

Without waiting for Wang Daoming to think about it, there seemed to be some kind of shackle in the depths of his soul that suddenly broke, and endless fragments of memory poured out wildly, flickering like fireflies.

Wang Daoming was slightly stunned, and sat on the Taishi chair behind him, flat and stable, the black light in his eyes flickered wildly, terrifying and terrifying!

Wang Daoming, a native of Huai'an, learned martial arts at the age of six, worshiped Li Qianshan, the master of Xingyi, as a teacher, went north to study at the age of sixteen, was influenced by Marxist-Leninist thought, and established the Red League with a group of like-minded companions to participate in the revolution.

His family has been in business for generations and has accumulated countless wealth, and his father is even nicknamed Wang Bancheng, which means that half of the wealth in Huai'an City is from the Wang family.

When he was 22 years old, his parents died of illness one after another, and then he donated all his family property to support the revolution.

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The black light in his eyes gradually faded, Wang Daoming muttered to himself, with indignation: "I didn't expect it to be this era!" ”

He already knows what kind of world and what kind of era he is living in.

This is the best era, there are many masters, countless heroes, but it is very sad, what makes future generations look forward to the most is not these master heroes, but the splendor of the neon lights in the concession, the singing girls who are round and jade in the sea at night, the beauties wearing slim cheongsams on the street, the red dust is reversed and the purple drunk gold fans, and countless literati and in later generations have spared pen and ink to describe the prosperity in the colony.

That was the dream of countless literati in a certain era!

Sorrow of the nation!

This is also the worst era, the family and country are broken, the mountains and rivers are separated, the iron horses of the great powers trample on the land of China, and the people at the bottom are suffering, every inch of mountains and rivers is an inch of blood!

Death of the nation!

In the early years, Wang Daoming read this history and thought about this period of time, but he was more powerless in his heart, and he only hated to return to this era and reverse all this!

There has been so much suffering and sorrow in this past!

Wang Daoming didn't expect that the only thing that existed in the midnight dream really happened!

This world, this era, is plausible, Wang Daoming is not arrogant enough to use his own strength to save the sky and change the world, this is not something he can do now.

If Wang Daoming can cultivate supernatural powers, under the heart of the Yuan Demon, he may not be able to succeed, but unfortunately, there is no vitality in this world.

The power of mortals is small after all, and under the general trend of the vast times, what an individual can do is limited after all!

"Since you're here, you have to do something!"

Wang Daoming said to himself, erasing the melancholy in his heart and regaining his calm.

"Sun Tianxing, Gu Zhongzheng, Li Hongxing...... this world is really just an accident in infinite time and space, not that I really returned to the past of the world where I lived in my first life!" Wang Daoming's heart flashed one name after another, and he already had the answer in his heart.

This world, and the world of his first life is paradoxical, from the history before the Ming Dynasty, almost the same, but in the Ming Dynasty there was a turning point, the Hongguang Emperor, who was supposed to be the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, worked hard to make the Ming Dynasty last for nearly three hundred years.

Three hundred years later, the invasion of foreign powers, the peril of China, and the dawn of the world fell into fire and water, but at this moment, there was a young man who studied medicine in various countries and returned to China to find that his medical skills could not save the people.

So he practiced martial arts, did business, alliances, and fought in various countries, and finally made the dawn of hope appear, he overthrew the imperial system, established a new dynasty, and named the country as Hua, which means that Huaxia symbolizes 400 million Chinese descendants, and changed the year name to Kaiyuan, symbolizing the beginning of one yuan and the renewal of Vientiane!

And the youth is also known as the father of the nation!

It is now the twenty-third year of Kaiyuan, the father of the nation has long passed away, Shenzhou is in chaos, and the smoke is rising.

Wang Daoming knew what role he was playing at this moment, and history finally returned to its original trajectory and gave birth to the hero who should have been born!

With a slightly strange smile on his face, Wang Daoming took out an old notebook from his arms, and on the cover of the notebook, there were a few big words: "Protect me China!" ”

Putting the notebook back in his arms, Wang Daoming did not get up, but closed his eyes and began to observe his own state.

The heart is like a mirror hanging high, reflecting all kinds of red dust, and all the subtleties in the body are all in Wang Daoming's state of mind.

The heart is powerful, the heart is pure, the qi and blood are strong and pure, this is the first thought that flashed in Wang Daoming's heart, he practiced martial arts at the age of six, and he has been practicing martial arts for 20 years, and he has not been abandoned for a day.

In addition, in his early years, his family had money, ginseng and deer antler velvet and other things that nourished the body, I didn't know how much I ate, and my congenital development was complete, and Wang Daoming was now in the prime of life, which was the peak period of human energy!

Before Wang Daoming awakened, he was already a master of dark energy, and he only needed to train his strength through his face and lower yin, which was the realm of transforming energy.

These two places are the most difficult to practice, the face is related to the brain, and the lower yin place is connected to the lungs, can not be forced, can only be a matter of course, otherwise, a little mistake is accidentally made, it is a lifetime of hopeless martial arts, if you are unlucky, it is not impossible to go crazy and die!

But now that Wang Daoming has woken up, the mirror of his heart is reflecting, and it is only a matter of time before he trains his strength through his whole body, the realm is the realm, and the flesh is the flesh.

Although Wang Daoming's realm is not bad now, his physical body is much worse, and if he wants to train his strength through the last two positions, he also needs to constantly carry qi and blood to stimulate his physical body to improve his body's sensitivity.

"It will take about ten days of hard work, and I will be able to train my strength thoroughly, and it will not be bad!"

Wang Daoming said to himself, the original self was only one step away from the transformation of strength, but now he woke up, broke the last layer of the cage, and the breakthrough was naturally a matter of course.

Immediately, Wang Daoming turned his attention to the mysterious mark on his body, he had suspected that the dream path reincarnation technique might have a mystery in the womb, but now it seems that it is indeed the case.

Wang Daoming didn't think there was anything wrong with this, there was no perfect thing in the world, but fortunately he broke free.

"Use with caution!"

Wang Daoming said to himself.

Dream reincarnation not only has a mystery in the womb, but if you want to return to the original world, you also need to meet the conditions of invincibility in the world.

For the latter, Wang Daoming is not afraid, the invincible world is just one of the endless challenges on the path of cultivation for him, it is nothing.

But the mystery in the womb is something that Wang Daoming can't grasp at all, and if he is not careful, he may be completely lost in endless reincarnation!

"Knock knock!"

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, followed by a crisp and beautiful female voice: "Political Commissar Wang, I heard the news!" ”

Wang Daoming got up and said, "Please come in!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open, and then a girl who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a somewhat baby fat face, a ponytail, and full of youthful vitality walked in.

The girl looked at Wang Daoming with some restraint, but there was respect in her eyes, which was a kind of respect from the heart.

Wang Daoming waved his hand and said with a gentle smile: "Tell me what the situation is?!" ”