Chapter Eighty-Seven: Kicking the Gym

As for whether the mysterious power of the two emperors of Yan and Huang and Chi You is spiritual, or alien wisdom, or other unknown mysterious and mysterious powers, it is unknown throughout the ages.

Although he thought it was incredible, Tian Bule was used to this kind of thing beyond his usual thinking. When the "Big Dream Heart Sutra" unexpectedly appeared, he found that everything around him seemed to be redefined.

If the buried secret weapon can really be found through the key of Yan Huang, then there is no need to fear the army of Qin Shi Huang in the future. If any machine guns, anti-aircraft guns, and other weapons are found inside, then there will be no one in the world to threaten him. If you are driving a 21st century tank and charging into battle in the midst of thousands of horses, that scene is really exciting.

Tian Bule became interested in the key to Yanhuang at this time, but it was not so easy to collect all the keys to Yanhuang, the world was so big, and it was undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to find these things. And now he is just a prisoner in an enemy country, where is there so much manpower and material resources?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little discouraged, and secretly resolved in his heart that he must get rid of his current proton identity as soon as possible, otherwise his fate will always be at the mercy of others.

**A seat of words was endless, and it ended, listening to Tian Bule like falling into the clouds and mist, and was amazed.

Holding the key of Yanhuang in his hand, Tian Bule really felt surprised and surprised and delighted, for a while it seemed to have broken the five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of tastes came to his heart, Tian Bule himself couldn't tell how he suddenly had so many feelings, and he would be in front of him for a while The scene on the long street before the crossing, and the tragic image of the ancient war, the kind of thousands of swords, swords, shadows, slaughtering, slaughtering and conquering the city, these have been rotating around like a montage in front of him, everything is vivid, as if in a different world, as if in a mythical psychedelia, I don't know why.

"Wonderful!"

After a long while, Tian Bule clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Listening to Su Su's words, it's really better than reading a book for ten years! However, this will be a little dizzy, and I won't be able to accept such a large amount of information for a while, and I still have to digest and absorb it!"

Su Su gently helped Tian Bule massage his shoulders and said softly: "Then I will serve my husband, let's go to the room and rest for a while!

Of course, Tian Bule understood, and confessed softly and warmly: "Susu, in fact, I am not interested in any great achievements, and it is already the greatest luck to have you." I love you so much, Susu!"

"Tian Lang, me too!"

**Jiao panted and muttered.

Tian Bule picked up ** and walked into the bedroom.

"Tian Lang!"

** whispered emotionally, and the sound of loose clothes untying sounded in the room.

With a long, heavy gasp, everything finally fell silent. Su Su lay on Tian Bule's chest tiredly, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth. After Tian Bule experienced the sweaty battle, he felt a lot more relaxed, as if he was hypnotized, he felt as if he had experienced two thousand years of history, physically and mentally exhausted, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, he seemed to see the Second Emperor of Yan and Huang riding a giant dragon to defeat the god of war Chiyou, the god of war, with a copper head, an iron forehead, a human body, ox hooves, 4 eyes, 8 toes, horns on his head, ears and temples like halberds, and wings on his body. And he led the ironclad army to climb Mount Fuji, knocked down the Statue of Liberty, crossed the Thames, and rushed into the Arc de Triomphe. Suddenly, the god of war Chiyou appeared in mid-air, he suddenly looked back, and glanced at Tian Bule with his eyes like a torch, illuminating Tian Bule's eyes like lightning. Tian Bule suddenly fell from the air like a kite with a broken string, and woke up suddenly, sweating through his shirt, and even his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

When I woke up, it was already dawn. Tian Bule couldn't sleep anyway, so he came to the martial arts training ground alone to practice Mozi swordsmanship. These days, his Mozi swordsmanship has become more and more refined. Today, if he wants to come to the door to seek back the dignity of his subordinates, he must absolutely suppress Yan Ping's arrogance, otherwise how can he gain a foothold in Handan in the future?

After breakfast, Tian Bule brought out all the four great ink masters and the kendo masters in the ink path, and rushed to the Zhao Mo Sword Pavilion in a big way.

Along the way, Tian Bule ordered people to make a fanfare, and when he met people, he said that he was going to Zhao Mojian Hall to kick the hall. As a result, the people in Handan City were all very excited when they heard the news. Fights were the most common and attractive thing in the Warring States period, which lacked entertainment. Soon, Tian Bule's team was followed by more than 1,000 people, and rushed to the Zhao Mo Sword Pavilion.

This is exactly one thing that Tian Bule hopes for, he wants to establish a psychological advantage over Zhao Mo through this battle. Once you defeat the people in Zhao Mo's Sword Pavilion in front of everyone, it will be much easier to completely subdue Zhao Mo later.

Coming to the Zhao Mo Sword Museum, Tian Bule looked at the towering building in front of him and couldn't help but marvel in his heart. The Zhao Mo Sword Pavilion is magnificent, but it exudes a faint sword intent from the building itself, and it is not a loss of the ancient sword hall that has been inherited for hundreds of years.

There is a plaque hanging at the main entrance of the Zhao Mo Sword Museum, on which are written the four big characters of "Modao Authentic". Tian Bule laughed secretly in his heart, this kind of trick has been used in the 21st century, such as "authentic so-and-so ramen" and "authentic so-and-so beef soup", which ....... originally existed in ancient times.

Tian Bule waved his right hand, stopped, and said coldly: "Take off this plaque for me, it will be ours in the future." (http://.)。 ”

Behind him, Mo Fei and Mo Fei Ming happily accepted the order and said, "Juzi, let your subordinates come down." ”

Tian Bule nodded and said, "Okay!"

Mo Fei and Mo Fei were about to act, when a voice stopped them: "You dare to do this, do you not want to live?"

A short and stocky man in the middle walked out of the sword hall with a large group of Zhao Mo swordsmen.

Mo Fei leaned into Tian Bule's ear and said, "Juzi, he is Yan Ping's henchman Lu Dong, a despicable villain who is kind on the surface but stabbed behind his back. ”

Lu Dong walked up to Tian Bule and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Tian Bule, the son of the dragon." Why did Childe tear down our plaque?"

Tian Bule took out the Juzi Order from his arms, and snorted coldly: "Your plaque says "Authentic Ink Dao", but the token representing the authenticity of the Ink Dao is in my hands, so you can only become the Deputy Sect of the Ink Dao. I took your plaque, and I went back to recruit someone to order a new one for you and send it over. ”

"You ......"

Lu Dong didn't expect Tian Bule to be so unsympathetic, and said angrily: "If you take a broken iron as a Juzi Order, who can prove it? Even if you take the real Juzi Order, we belong to the same Mo Dao, don't you do this to make the teeth of the world's ink masters cold?"

Tian Bule said coldly: "You now know that we are the same sect, why didn't you think of this when you plotted and encircled and suppressed Yuanzong and them?"

The people around cheered loudly when they heard it, and the atmosphere between the two sides became more and more tense, and a storm was inevitable.