Chapter 147 Special Page 3
The location of the third page of the Book of Heaven is the most peculiar, in the belly of a desolate alien species. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This is more than a step lower than the previous two in terms of either creating a world-famous emperor or becoming an artifact that holds the scepter of living beings.
However, it is precisely because of this that there will not be many twists and turns, and this way is the easiest thing to obtain in these three pages of the heavenly book.
Jiang Feng and the two followed the pace of the caravan, sitting on the swaying car, the road was full of gravel, and the rough road often walked through the place even if it was repaired, but it would not be long before it would be covered by the wild grass growing all over the ground, and they would not be able to see their faces.
Therefore, it is necessary to walk along the way, stop and go, and from time to time it is necessary to send personnel to cut out weeds and gravel piled up on the road.
Jiang Feng was in the bumping, looking at the wood, slightly distracted, and casually recited, "The sword and soldiers can't cut inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows again! This is the tenacity and sorrow of life." ā
The aristocratic children who were standing beside him and waiting for Jiang Feng smiled bitterly when they heard this, and hurriedly flattered: "Son, good poetry, good poetry! ā
Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard the praise of this noble son, many people in this world are illiterate, therefore, often what falls off the cliff, gets the inheritance of the world, and immediately goes against the sky, for these people, the things of vassal elegance are too unfathomable and unfathomable, not something they can understand.
For them, they only need to have a bowl of rice to eat, a beautiful woman as a companion, and live a chic and carefree life.
As for learning these poems and songs, there is no such thing.
Without him, a group of bigwigs who don't even know the big characters, you still expect them to be able to say a spring flower and autumn moon!
Since the flood was shattered, until now.
There are many city-states, and there is such a thing as writing, which can only be circulated among nobles, and it is strictly kept secret, and the nobility of the nobles is often even based on how many books they have collected.
For example, if you are a person who has a family of thousands of books, even if your strength and status are not high, you are just a businessman, you can still attract talented people to take refuge, and the strong can support you.
This is the case, not only here, but everywhere else.
When everyone first heard the poems recited by Jiang Feng, they all felt that they didn't know how to do it, anyway, they didn't have any feelings, they just felt that they were old and powerful, and they also joined the ranks of touting.
In the world, people always like to listen to some flattering words.
Even for those who are the strongest in martial arts, this move is infinitely useful.
Jiang Feng smiled slightly, took out a basic exercise book from his arms, handed it to the noble boy, and said, "This is a physical exercise method that can temper the body and body, and cultivate to the point of great success. It can open mountains and crack rocks, and it is difficult for all soldiers to be injured. For you, it's just right. ā
When the people around heard that the martial arts exercises were to be given here, they all pricked up their ears, gathered their spirits, and listened carefully, for fear of missing a word.
When they heard that the martial arts attack given by this gift, tempered to the extreme, can open mountains and crack stones, and all soldiers are difficult to hurt, they are all excited and can't help themselves, and they eagerly look at the secret book in the hands of the noble boy, and they can't wait to snatch it immediately.
It's just that as characters who are on the edge of life and death, they all know what can and can't be done.
And in front of Jiang Feng, robbing the caravan they supported this time was undoubtedly not half a benefit, and it would be a name for nothing.
So, they all restrained their greed in their hearts, but their eyes kept falling on the martial arts secret book, and they didn't dare to fall wrong.
The aristocratic boy didn't expect that he could get such a rich reward just by slapping himself on the back, and he knew in his heart that this time he was a local tyrant.
It's just that, thinking of my father's teachings, such a thing can only be one, not two, otherwise, it will inevitably provoke these martial arts powerhouses to be unhappy, and they will kill and take back their things.
Immediately, he took the secret book left by Jiang Feng into his arms, his eyes flashed, he glanced at the people around him sharply, and said: "Heroes, I Hannan assure you that the amount of your protection this time will be doubled. If you arrive at your destination safely, our Han family will have a lot of money to give to you. We hope that you will all work together and arrive safely. ā
Jiang Feng glanced at this Han Nan, and secretly mused, "This son, there are some means." ā
In an instant, he closed his eyes, wandered out of the world, and realized the natural avenue of this heaven and earth.
Seeing Jiang Feng closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, as if he had fallen into an illusory state that seemed to be cultivation and non-cultivation, everyone was confined and did not dare to speak, and quietly retreated, for fear that their actions would alarm Jiang Feng's contemplation.
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On the other carriage, Han Nan carefully took out the secret book of martial arts, as a child of a family, a character who has been wandering outside all the year round, his identity is naturally not very good.
After all, such a trade route voyage that hovers on the verge of death at any time is not as simple as ordinary people imagine.
Along the way, there have been no less than three waves of poor people and robbers.
If it weren't for the people he invited this time, they would have been reliable, and they didn't leave a group of their caravan behind and ran away alone.
Even if you throw away your money and lose your life.
And meeting Jiang Feng is undoubtedly the biggest gain of his adventure this time, you need to know that the big families, the children of the nobility, who control the fruits of civilization, would rather starve to death, die of old age, and be killed by others, no matter how they die, they will not pass on their knowledge.
Even in his own family, he has reached a kind of non-stewardship of one party or something, so that he can learn words, observe exercises, and have occasional guidance from family masters.
And a family like Han Nan is not a descendant, it can be regarded as a middle-upper, there is not much tragic oppression, but there is not much room for struggle, and their fate has been decided when they test their talent.
"I'm not reconciled. Why, everyone else can cultivate the Martial Arts Secret Text, but I don't have half of the talent and can't absorb half of the 'divine power'. ā
Han Nan thought of the family meeting, the pair of mocking eyes, the blood in his heart, and the indignation, just like the surging river, endless, he held the martial arts secret book in his hand tightly.
Gently stroke, slowly open.
When he saw the first few big words in the first line of this opening chapter, the whole person was stunned.
"How is this possible? Could it be that the cultivation method in the world is not to enshrine the gods and absorb the divine power? ā