Three days have passed, the assessment of Huailing Institute has ended, a total of 23 people in Wu'an County have passed the assessment, compared to the small towns and villages around Wu'an County, the hunters in the mountains, etc., together with millions of people, these more than 20 people, it is really pitiful.

Song Yun has been accompanying his family for the past three days, feeling the family affection that he had never had in his previous life.

Xiao Susu noticed the change in Song Yun's personality, but she didn't care, she thought about it, maybe Song Yun was originally such a character, but he couldn't cultivate since he was a child, so he had a depressed personality.

Song Yun has quietly checked the situation in his body in the past few days, and he pondered about the Lei Ding in his body, maybe the old man in the white robe didn't even notice it.

He had a strong feeling that when he succeeded in cultivating in the future, even if these thunder tripods exploded, he would definitely be able to withstand them, and once the terrifying power in the tripod was fully awakened, he might be able to sweep through the nine heavens and ten earths.

Song Yun is full of expectations for the future, the more he thinks about it, the more excited he becomes, and every time he thinks of the white-robed woman who saved him, he will be full of apologies in his heart, and his mind is more determined about the 'intention of seizing Kuntian'.

After a simple freshening up, Song Yun looked at the bronze mirror, and was quite satisfied with his appearance, fifteen or sixteen years old, a little immature, with the potential of a beautiful man, and five points similar to his eldest brother.

It's just that his hair was a little scorched by lightning, and after thinking about it, Song Yun picked up the scissors and cut himself a popular short hair in the 21st century, seeing that he was getting more and more handsome, Song Yun nodded with satisfaction.

The early sun rises, sprinkled all over the earth, the street is very lively, everyone is talking about Song Yun, saying that Song Yun is simply a strange person, if the road is successful in the future, then Wu'an County will also follow the eternal.

Song Yun and Song Tian went out accompanied by Xiao Susu and Song Shan.

Seeing that Song Yun was constantly sorting out strange hairstyles, the family's faces were very strange.

The crowd on the street saw that Song Yun was no longer sneering and ridiculing, most of them showed goodwill, and some people stepped forward to say hello, saying something like the Song family's genius.

This is the human heart, you survived, everyone praised you as a genius, you can't stand it, you just die yourself, you deserve it.

Coming to yesterday's square, Song Yun saw a huge wooden flying boat, more than 20 zhang, the cabin can accommodate hundreds of people, this boat is black, I don't know what material it is made of, bursts of aura turn into invisible ripples and spread, blowing around the people hunting according to the wind, it is very spectacular.

"Everyone has arrived, but they are not on the boat yet. ”

Above the flying boat, a crisp female voice echoed.

Song Yunshun looked at it, his face turned dark, and he looked at the girl in the flower skirt yesterday.

The girl in the flower skirt also stared at Song Yun and snorted, a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

"If it weren't for this scumbag, how could I be demoted to the outer courtyard, what about my special physique, I still can't cultivate, let's see!" the woman in the flower skirt gritted her teeth and muttered to herself.

Song Yun also snorted coldly in his heart.

"Little girl, if it weren't for you, how could Bailian be gone, this revenge will be avenged sooner or later, you wait for me. Song Yun still doesn't know what the name of the white-robed woman is, she can only call her White Lotus, thinking that even if she doesn't have this special physique, she can still embark on the path of cultivation with the help of White Lotus, and maybe she will completely resurrect White Lotus, but now the last wisp of White Lotus's soul is scattered.

On the deck of the flying boat, there were more than 20 people standing, Song Yun stepped on the boat, and felt everyone's eyes looking at him, and his eyes were very unconvinced.

Song Yun straightened his waist, craned his neck, despised everyone, snorted coldly, then ignored it and laughed and talked with his eldest brother.

Song Yun's actions, these teenagers who watched it gritted their teeth and stared at Song Yun's back, all with unkind faces.

The boat started slowly, Song Yun felt a shaking under his feet, and saw that at the bow of the boat, a compass slowly rotated, and the compass was engraved with complex lines, and there were twelve grooves on it, inlaid with glowing stones, Song Yun was very curious, flipped through his memory, and knew that this was a spirit stone.

The flying boat took off into the air, and a golden curtain of light appeared, enveloping the deck, and the people on the boat looked at the crowd below that were getting farther and farther away, and waved goodbye to their families reluctantly.

The clouds in the sky are layered on top of each other, and they are reflected golden yellow by the scorching sun, forming a thick golden sea that slowly swims with the wind.

The land is verdant, undulating and undulating, the peaks reach into the sky, and the rushing rivers have no end in sight.

On the boat, everyone was looking down on the earth, their eyes excited.

Song Yun lay on the light curtain, looking at this new world, until now he still has a dreamlike feeling, for fear that when he suddenly wakes up, he will have to run around to find a job.

Just thinking about it, he vaguely heard the sound of shouting and killing from below, so he looked down, only to see a place below with dust and fog, hundreds of horses galloping, and the people on the horses brandished big knives and rushed into a small village, screaming for a while.

These horse bandits did not even spare the old and the young, and Song Yun saw with his own eyes that a five or six-year-old child was cut in half by a large knife.

"Quick, go down and save people!" Song Yun looked around anxiously and shouted.

But he found that the people on the boat looked at him like idiots, and their eyes were full of mockery.

"Second brother, don't you see it. Song Tian patted Song Yun on the shoulder and whispered.

"Why?" Song Yun looked at his eldest brother fiercely, he didn't understand, why could he save it?

"Because of massacres like this, everywhere, you ...... Did you save it?" it was not Song Tian who spoke, but the white-robed old man who walked out of the cabin.

"Dayu Dynasty, Your Majesty has been in retreat for a hundred years, life and death do not know, the thirty-six counties support the army and respect themselves, and they may rebel at any time, such as today's chaos, I will ask you, you ...... How to save it?" asked the white-robed old man, with a deep look in his eyes, stroked his beard.

"It's not simple, abolish the old emperor, and establish the benevolent lord......"

"Second brother!"

Song Tian was shocked when he heard this, and his brain instantly sweated, and he hurriedly stopped it.

"Hahaha...... the white-robed old man looked up to the sky and smiled, and then said: "Who will stand up to this benevolent lord?"

"Let's sit together and drink tea, see who pleases the eye, choose a quilt, and set up a new policy to save the world, if you really can't choose who to be the emperor, you will take turns to do it, and the policy will not change, isn't it great!" Song Yun ignored Song Tian's stop and continued.

When the white-robed old man heard this, his pupils shrank, and then he glanced at Song Yun meaningfully, and exclaimed: "Good idea......! Hehe, if Your Majesty goes out, everything will be wiped out in the middle of a hand. ”

Song Yun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had an epiphany, it seems that whoever has a high cultivation level in this world can be the emperor.

"His grandmother's, I want to be the emperor! When the time comes, Lao Tzu can do whatever he wants, and the whole world will be mine. Song Yun was excited, feeling that he had his first goal in life, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it became.

The sweat on Song Tian's forehead on the side became more and more, if Song Yun's words reached the ears of the royal family, it would be a beheading of the whole door!

"Shangzun, my second brother has experienced the thunder tribulation, there may be some problems in his brain, talking nonsense, and I hope that Shangzun will let my Song family go. Song Tian bowed to the white-robed old man and said nervously.

"Don't worry, the old man won't chew his tongue. The white-robed old man waved his robe, glanced at Song Yun with a smile, and turned back to the cabin.

Song Tian raised his head, looked left and right nervously, and saw that everyone around him had ordinary faces, and knew what kind of means the Venerable Lord must have used, and no outsiders heard it, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yun also came back to his senses, shrunk his neck at his eldest brother, and continued to lie on the light curtain to watch the scenery, but in his heart he dreamed of being an emperor.

Think about the emperor when the old man is out of the customs, the world is shaking, and then he suddenly appears, slaps him to death, and then sits in the world, tens of thousands of people worship, and there are three thousand beauties in the harem, that is, sleep one a day, and sleep for seven or eight years, if it is not enough to go out and go shopping, the beauties in the world are in my hands, and live another 1.8 million years, this life is simply too much!

"Hehe......" Song Yun snickered obscenely.

"I must be the emperor!

Song Tian frowned and looked at Song Yun, who was smirking for a while, and full of pride for a while, and had already determined that his younger brother must have had a problem with his brain.