The low humming sound, like the murmur of mosquitoes and flies flapping their wings and circling, was particularly harsh in the silence of the environment, and penetrated into Mo Xuan's ears.

The smell of burnt paste wafted over as if there was nothing, and it was mixed with the smell of earth.

Mo Xuan closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind wrapped in the smell of sweat came to his face, as if someone was waving an undershirt that had not been washed for half a month, letting himself smell the smell. It's so strong that you want to vomit.

"Goo-goo...... Giggles!!"

A fierce rooster crow instantly interrupted the low buzzing sound like a mosquito and a fly's wings, and then his footsteps moved, and the sound of metal colliding was everywhere, gradually waking Mo Xuan up from his trance.

"Where is this?"

"I ...... Is it dead?"

Mo Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and the three figures in front of him suddenly froze, and without waiting for Mo Xuan to react, he immediately pounced happily.

What followed was the smell of burnt bones for a long time, the smell of sweat that induced vomiting, and the smell of that smelled of grass juice.

These three flavors were mixed, and Mo Xuan was instantly awake and almost retched.

"Your Highness is awake, this is my credit!"

"You're farting! I'm only halfway through the Soul Dance, and Your Highness wakes up, it's clear that my Soul Dance is useful!"

"Shut up, shut up! Don't you look in the direction of this chicken's nostrils?

Mo Xuan barely suppressed the discomfort in his throat and looked around.

The old man in the room, smoky and dark, covered with unknown paint, held a copper nail in one hand and a charred tortoise shell in the other, and made a humming and low chanting sound, like a magic stick in the deep mountains and old forests.

An old woman with a topless body, a necklace made of bones and jewelry, has the strongest visual impact, and a thick animal tooth is missing from her bun, which is simply the dress of a primitive person in Mo Xuan's impression. The old woman carried the crowing rooster upside down, and as she shook back and forth, the chicken's head was stunned, and the screaming stopped for a while.

There was also a middle-aged man in a loose robe with a tie on his head, waving a somewhat stiff, black and yellow, stinking cloth, looking more like an unprofessional Taoist priest.

The three of them filled the entire room, surrounded Mo Xuan together, and their expressions of merit were written enthusiastically on their faces.

"Where is this?" Mo Xuan frowned.

The middle-aged man put away the sweaty cloth and smiled flatteringly, "Your Highness, this is the post outside Jinao City, you are going to report to Jinao Academy Palace tomorrow, have you forgotten?"

"Jinao School Palace, Jinao City ......"

Mo Xuan silently recited two sentences, remembering the identity of his previous life, he suddenly felt a shock, and an unbelievable thought came out.

"I, I'm not going to cross back, am I?"

Mo Xuan was secretly frightened, and looked around, the roof of this house was built with multiple layers of thatch, the walls were made of green mud bricks mixed with sand and stone, and even the vessels in the house were made of bronze, and the face patterns of gluttonous beasts on the surface were new and visible.

All this is clearly the place where I lived in my previous life, and there is no doubt that the time is the Shang Dynasty!

Mo Xuan sat for a moment, the memory seemed to be very long, but it seemed to have just happened.

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I followed my father's archaeology and returned to the end of the battle of Makino in a fantasy.

And now, I am sitting in the pavilion outside Jinao City, but I can't believe that I have really been reborn back in my previous life, and I am reborn on the way to Jinao City to study!

"Master Wen Zhong......" Mo Xuan said a few words in a low voice, and his heart ached like a knife.

Wen Zhong's death made Mo Xuan sad and remorseful, he hated the immortals of the upper realm for slaughtering mortals, and he hated himself for realizing it later.

It wasn't until Wen Zhong was about to go away that Mo Xuan saw the tenderness in his eyes after the mask for the first time.

This gaze, through thousands of years, is imprinted in the depths of the soul.

And now, I have crossed back.

Mo Xuan's eyes turned from deep pain to firmness.

At least twenty years after the Battle of Makino, I have enough time and opportunity to change all this!

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan suddenly became lost and worried.

In the next life, if he disappears, his father must be about to die.

The more Mo Xuan thought about it, the more uneasy he became, but the facts in front of him made him overwhelmed.

How can you travel back in time and space to your own time?

Mo Xuan didn't know what to do at all.

Seeing Mo Xuan suddenly grieving, suddenly entangled and sad, the middle-aged man was worried, and silently took out the sweaty cloth, and the strong and pungent smell filled the whole room.

"Your Highness, it seems that your illness still needs to be cured......"

Mo Xuan's identity in his previous life was a prince.

Guzhu country is a border subject country in the northeast of Yin Shang, the territory is not small, about the size of a provincial-level city in later generations, a radius of several hundred kilometers, the national capital is located not far west of Qinhuangdao.

Although according to the current point of view, this area has fertile soil and developed shipping. But three thousand years ago, the Lonely Bamboo Country was definitely a border barbarian land.

Mo Xuan was a prince, and in order to let Mo Xuan get in touch with the bigger world and learn more things, the lord sent him all the way south to the most prosperous place in the capital of Yin Shang in the Central Plains to learn and practice.

In his previous life, Mo Xuan also entered the royal court after graduating from the largest school in the Shang Dynasty, the Jinao Academy, and became a banner soldier for Wen Zhong. Unexpectedly, after being reborn, he returned to the beginning of his studies.

Mo Xuan came back to his senses, and the three strangely dressed priests in front of him were looking at him with burning eyes, and the tortoise shell used for charred divination was still emitting green smoke.

The chicken hanging upside down, with its nostrils facing him, saw that he looked over, "cooed", and did not move.

It is said that in the ancient world, there was no distinction between witch doctors, and the group of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods in front of them were obviously unique "medical" talents in the Shang Dynasty.

Mo Xuan was sure that he was afraid that he would not be able to change all this for the time being, so he could only follow the path after being reborn.

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But before Mo Xuan could begin to adjust to the situation here, some changes in his mind made him more vigilant.

I don't know if Lu Dao was affected by historical changes, his father's voice and smile, and Wen Zhong's tragic death during the Battle of Makino began to gradually blur in his memory.

In just this moment, Mo Xuan needed to think hard to recall the battle of Makino that he had just re-witnessed, and to recall the sound and smile of his father when he took him to archaeology.

Mo Xuan never dared to forget his father and Wen Zhong's death.

He also wants to save Wen Zhong, and he has to travel back through time and space!

"Could it be that this is the rule of rebirth changing itself?" Mo Xuan suddenly had some thoughts in his heart, "It may also be the means of those immortals to completely erase the memory of the secret treasure in Wen Zhong's body!"

"No way!"

"I can't forget my identity!" Mo Xuan suddenly became angry, gritted his teeth and roared, "I can't forget my mission!"

This angry shout startled the three people next to the bed.

Mo Xuan got up abruptly and found a sharp weapon in the house.

The three of them were stunned, and they didn't know what to do for a while, what did their Highness do?

Mo Xuan gritted his teeth and said secretly in his heart: "Leave a mark on yourself, see it all the time, and remember your father and mission!

After that, Mo Xuan raised his hand and stabbed violently, and the sharp weapon pierced directly into his right arm, and the bones were visible!

The intense pain rushed to his brain in an instant, and sure enough, the memories that were becoming more and more blurry instantly converged and became extremely clear.

Mo Xuan actually relied on his tenacity and perseverance, and forced himself to resist the rules imposed on him with pain.

No matter who the person who casts the rules is, the scar left by Mo Xuan's stab is impossible to completely recover. It is equivalent to saying that he himself is different from his previous life, and the rules are naturally broken.

If you wait until the memory is completely blurred and dissipates and Mo Xuan turns back into the fourteen-year-old child in his previous life, then everything is just starting from scratch.

Mo Xuan didn't know what all this he did represented, but the trajectory of fate had silently changed with Mo Xuan's courage and tenacity.

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After bandaging his bleeding right arm, Mo Xuan distributed the bounty to the three servants who escorted him to Jinao City, and sent them away.

When I was reborn, I could live another twenty years.

It was only twenty years before the fall of the Shang Dynasty.

Wen Zhong died tragically, and the immortal nether realm, I am afraid that they are all unstoppable torrents, which will roll and crush themselves, and there are not even bones and slag left.

Mo Xuan knew that immortals were terrible, but if she went to find Wen Zhong now and told her that twenty years later, there would be immortals who would covet her secret treasure and kill countless living beings, I am afraid she would not believe it, and she would be more likely to be arrested as a spy or something.

Rather than this, wouldn't it be better to take that secret treasure by yourself, and then rely on the experience of your two lives, and the experience of fighting on the battlefield as a banner commander for more than 20 years in your previous life, and strive to fight with the immortals after 20 years?

In his previous life, Wen Zhong took care of and protected himself for twenty years.

In this life, I should also protect and take care of this woman for twenty years like a man!

Recalling everything that happened between Wen Zhong and himself, Mo Xuan could only sigh.

When she looked at herself, it was warm and deep.

Mo Xuan thought that this was just the appreciation of the seniors to the juniors, but he didn't know that she was a woman......

When she pointed out the way to save her life in the battle formation, she was serious and focused.

Mo Xuan thought that this was just the general's love for the soldiers, but he didn't know that she was a woman......

When she killed in and out of the army in order to save herself, she dragged back one of her lives along a bloody road of corpses and a sea of blood.

Mo Xuan thought that it was just because of the battle flag in his hand, but not because of himself.

Now, Mo Xuan understood.

His mission to be reborn is to prevent this from happening again.

The secret treasure that Wen Zhong carried was also a catastrophe for his death.

It's up to you to take care of it.

After thinking about everything clearly, Mo Xuan adjusted his mood, and he knew that he couldn't always be stuck in the thought of being anxious for revenge, or looking for a way back through time and space.

Now, I'm just a fourteen-year-old kid and don't have the ability to do these things.

If you are in a hurry, not only will you not be able to succeed, but I am afraid that all the advantages after rebirth will be buried in your own hands.

Mo Xuan took a few deep breaths, buried these things deep in his heart, and concentrated on being the prince of his studies.

The first step to improving your strength is to get Wen Zhong's secret treasure. And the Nuwa Temple, where the secret treasure is hidden, is just outside Jinao City.

Mo Xuan walked out of the pavilion and stood in front of Jinao City, carefully looking at the place where he studied three thousand years ago.

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Jinao City is located more than a few hundred miles east of the capital Chaoge.

The origin of the name of this Jinao City comes from the famous school in the city, Jinao School Palace.

It is rumored that among the immortals in the upper realm, there are occasionally immortals in the lower realm of Jinao Island, leaving some immortal magic tricks, thus setting up the Jinao School Palace.

Being able to enter the Jinao Academy Palace to practice is equivalent to directly becoming an immortal disciple, although the people in the academy have never seen the face of this ancestor, but the professor's immortal skills have really been handed down from the upper realm. Therefore, many princes and nobles also rushed to send their children to study in Jinao Academy......

In the eyes of Mo Xuan, the Yin Shang of this world, in the eyes of Mo Xuan, the later generations, I am afraid that it is the mythical Yin Shang, and there is a big difference between it and the Yin Shang according to the oracle bone inscription.

Before Mo Xuan entered the city, he saw many pictures that later generations could hardly believe.

Huge elephants, elephant cavalry in full armor, step by step, heavy footprints, towards the city. If any ordinary people dare to disturb the elephant cavalry, they will be directly stabbed to death by the five-meter-long bronze spear in the hand of the elephant cavalry!

The soldiers guarding the city at the city gate were riding a rhinoceros, with huge bronze bracers on their two fists, just like the iron armor and steel fists that Mo Xuan had seen in the movie, the metal fists were propped up on the horns of the rhinoceros, and the cavalry glanced lazily at the people entering the city gate. Their existence is to protect the city gate from being invaded by foreign fierce beasts and demon beasts.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept by.

Mo Xuan looked back, and two high-headed horses flew over with a chariot, which did not have a wheel, but was suspended in the air, and the base exuded a clear light, like an immortal luan. In the documents unearthed in later generations, there is no such thing.

The chariot blessed by immortal arts, which can float and fly in the void, the spear cavalry riding elephants, and the rhinoceros cavalry with huge iron armor fists, even if they are placed in any dynasty on the land of China, they are all super powerful combat power!

These strange things are so accustomed to in the memory of Mo Xuan's first life, but they seem so inconsistent in the modern perspective!

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