Yi Heng saw a look of curiosity and respect in his dark eyes, his round little face was fat and flushed, and his black hair was draped, intertwined with the snow-white cashmere shawl.

Although the cloth clothes were rough, they were finely sewn, and they were several times cleaner and neater than the Taoist clothes on his body at this time.

"Aren't you in a hurry when your Abba is defeated?" he replied.

The little boy's thoughts were really diduced, and he looked up anxiously into the distance, but said stiffly: "Abba just didn't expect to be ambushed today, he will definitely be fine, I'm not in a hurry!"

Yi Heng smiled secretly in his heart, the child's mouth said that he was not in a hurry, but in fact, his face was slightly pale, and his right hand touched his waist unnaturally.

A two-foot-long dagger hung empty from his waist, looking like this, he actually wanted to use this dagger to save his father.

It's just that the dagger was shot down by him just now, and it was still in the grass outside the zhang at this time, and the little boy seemed to react, and his eyes shot slightly towards the grass.

"Where is this, and where is that over there?"

He asked suddenly.

In this case, it is generally easiest to get the real news.

"This is the grassland, and naturally there is also the grassland!" replied the child defenselessly.

He had a look on his face that was indeed the case, but his eyes were once again lost in memory.

Staring at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, I thought to myself.

The territory of China in the previous life included the Central Plains and the Four Yi, Dongman, Beidi, Xirong, and Nanyi.

The central place has become Huaxia, and at this time, the surrounding area should be where the four Yi are located.

And those who wear hair and clothes and do not eat fire are Xirong.

"Sijon!" he sighed inwardly.

In the next 3,000 years, Siyi never stopped killing and occupying the Central Plains, and even the rule of the entire China was alternating back and forth in the hands of Xirong, Beidi and the Central Plains.

The most painful thing is the chaos of the five nonsense.

But the most recent one is the Zhou Dynasty's Youwang Fenghuo Opera Princes, who were attacked by Xirong and broke through the capital Haojing, which directly accelerated the fall of the Zhou Dynasty.

"Distinguished guest, since you are from over there, you should be very skillful!"

The child reacted and stared at him with adoring eyes, and in his dark eyes, there was a hint of imperceptible vigilance.

Ji Chang at the foot of Xiqi Mountain did not have the courage to rebel at this time, and the establishment of the Zhou Dynasty was at least more than ten years.

Before raising troops to attack merchants, Xiqi must defeat or subdue Xirong in the rear, and Xiqi, who has no worries, dares to raise troops to attack merchants.

"I have some skills, but now that I have crossed the desert steppe, I am tired and tired, and I have to cross the snowy mountains, so I won't stay long!"

He stood up, although he was ragged and covered with hair, and he did not show the slightest aura of an immortal cultivator, but there was still a vast aura emanating from it, which shocked the child five feet away and took two steps back.

The afterglow swept by, and I saw that the admiration in the child's eyes was even stronger.

In the grassland land, the Xirong clan, it is difficult to have such a tall person, no wonder he can see at a glance that he is not a grassland person.

But it can also be seen that the child is not an ordinary grassland herdsman.

It's just that in the end, Xiqi also kept the fierce Xirong on the grassland out of that mountain range, and he naturally didn't have to worry about it.

What he wanted to see now was the mountains.

On top of that mountain range, there was a high peak, and at the waist of the peak there was a pool of water.

The mountain range is called the Tianshan Mountains, the peak is called the Tianshan Mountains, and the pond water is called the Yao Pond.

"The Yao Pond where the Queen Mother of the West bathed, the Yao Pond is in front of you, where is the Queen Mother of the West?" he asked himself softly, no longer looking at the little boy, and walked forward.

The little boy was only waist-high, and when he saw him walking forward, he immediately pulled his legs and chased after him, shouting, "You can't go ahead, there is about to fight!"

However, as if he hadn't heard, Yi Heng calmly walked down the hill and walked into the distance!

The little boy seemed to think of him as a general one, and began to pant a little, but still followed closely.

......

"Ji Chang, you and I are originally of the same clan and clan, why did you attack my grassland for no reason. ”

"Hehe, the king is not here, let me come, as long as you return there, the two families are the same clan and the same clan, otherwise it will ....... ”

The man with the mantle turned his head to follow his fingers and looked behind him.

The snow-capped mountains divide the grassland in two.

Although the grass is fertile and there are many rivers on the other side of the mountains, where is there a temptation in the prosperous land of the Central Plains?

Not only wealth, beauty, but also copper ore casting knives and arrows.

The beauty of wealth is a symbol of a grassland hero showing off the grassland, and the sword and arrow are the weapons of the tribe to dominate the grassland.

Even these two must not go back beyond the mountains.

He twisted back his thick neck, his face was dark and ugly, and he snorted:

"Hmph! Dayi merchants are now old and dilapidated, and the heart of Xiqi is known to the whole world, why don't I join the two soldiers and change the position of the co-lord of the world to a different person?"

The red-armored general across from him pondered for a moment and was silent.

The two armies faced each other, and the sound of conversation before the battle suddenly turned into a whisper.

......

"Strategist, do you think what this Rong people mentioned, is it feasible?"

Jiang Ziya looked at Ji Chang, who was sitting upright, but leaned forward slightly towards him at this time, and couldn't help but caress the white beard on his chin confidently.

Ever since the Daoist of the Upper Realm of his family took him to the Kunlun Yuxu Palace to see the master, I don't know what the Daoist of the family said to the master.

just knew that the two disappeared into the sky, and then the master looked at him differently, and promised that if the time was ripe, he would let himself be in charge of the power of the gods in the world.

He was puzzled.

There are many things to wonder, why does the master listen to the words of the Taoist of his own family, and what is the right to be a god, why does it make the junior brother jealous, and when is the time ripe?

These doubts have not yet been clarified, and he has seen the ability of the Taoist to soar through the clouds and mist.

The Taoist of his own family flew directly from Kunlun Mountain to Weishui Creek to live in seclusion, and also let himself follow several Taoists to learn the art of war, Confucianism and so on.

Finally, one day, I was arranged to go fishing by the Weishui Creek, and fishing was also my love.

But when he looked in shock at the fishing rod with a straight hook, and he couldn't even use the bait, and was about to stay three feet out of the water, he thought that the Taoist had gone crazy.

It's just that it turned out later that the Taoist was not crazy, but there were other people who were crazy.

The man was leaning slightly towards him, ready to listen to his own opinion.

"Ahem!" he pretended to ponder for a moment, not daring to let the other party notice that he was confident, thinking more thoroughly than him, and said in a deep voice: "The king must be confident, Jiang Shang's shallow opinion is for reference only!"

Ji Chang was very satisfied, satisfied with the divination technique passed on to him by the Taoist, and even more satisfied with the power of this divination technique.

By the Weishui Creek, the angler is a good talent in the world and can be a military advisor.

"Strategist, please!"

"Xirong, Beidi and the like, can only be prevented but not trusted, can only be used and cannot be relied on!"

Ji Chang secretly admired in his heart, his face was pleased, and he nodded slightly.

......

Yi Heng did not cross the snowy mountains after all.

The little boy was so tired that he sat down on the grass and took a big sip of the water bladder from his waist, and he would not stop because he was thirsty.

But then the little boy took out a piece of lamb that was still exuding cooked mutton and nibbled on it, but he immediately stopped.

He thought for a moment, then turned and strode towards the little boy who was sitting on the ground.

In the land of the grassland, the Xirong people, wearing hair and clothing, do not eat fire!

Why does this little boy have cooked food?

He kept recalling everything he had done about Sijon in his previous life.

During the Yin Shang period, Xirong should still be in an extremely primitive state.

When you think about it this way, you find a lot wrong.

Copper knives, horse taming, delicatessen, coarse cloth, .......

It seems that it is not much different from the city of Yuli.

"Where did you get this cooked meat?"

The little boy looked at him with some fear, and tightly squeezed the piece of mutton that was still biting in his mouth, not daring to bite or put it down.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just asking casually, it reminds me of the cooked mutton in the Central Plains, and it also reminds me of my hometown and relatives!"

Yi Heng looked kind, and deliberately mentioned his hometown and relatives.

Sure enough, the little boy slowly put the mutton down from his mouth, seemingly a little reluctant, but suddenly handed it to him and said, "Distinguished guest, you eat!"

He looked at the cooked mutton that was more than a foot away from him, and there were some torn chips on it, and there were two rows of neat tooth marks, and it was stained with the little boy's saliva.

Shaking his head slightly, he raised his chin and motioned for him to eat himself.

The little boy breathed a sigh of relief and quickly withdrew the mutton, but did not continue to bite, but cautiously stuffed it into his arms.

After stuffing the mutton, he raised his head, smiled with a round face, and said, "This is specially prepared by my mother for fear that I will be hungry, but it is fragrant." ”

"Well, your grandmother really loves you!"

"Of course, my mother's kindness, but the grassland is famous. ”

"Presumably roast lamb is also famous, right?"

The little boy said with pride in his eyes: "Of course it is also famous." After speaking, he wanted to reach out to his waist again, but suddenly remembered that there was someone in front of him, and his right hand immediately stopped at his waist, a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, this is a coincidence, I am also very good at roasting mutton, but I don't know where your mother learned it, is it good for me?"

"Of course it's better than you," the little boy said loudly, taking the opportunity to put down his right hand, "Grandma has been taught by the immortals herself!"

Yi Heng was shocked, the immortal taught it, is it a Xuntang immortal cultivator or a Taoist here?

He felt bad for a moment.

Whether it is an immortal cultivator or a Daoist here, as long as he meddles in Xirong, it will never be a good thing, perhaps, if Xiqi wants to remove the threat of Xirong, it will become difficult to relieve his worries.

If so, when will the army be raised, and will history continue to follow a predetermined trajectory?

He is not worried about history.

He was worried about himself.

If history changes, can I still exist, can I go back to my past life, can I see my relatives?

Yi Heng suddenly asked, "Where are the immortals?"

"Immortals, far, far away in the east!"

Yi Heng pointed behind him suspiciously, "Not on that mountain?"

Isn't the top of the Tianshan Mountains a good place for cultivators to live? Where did the rumors of the Queen Mother of the West come from?

He used to think that the rumor of the Queen Mother of the West must have been inadvertently seen by mortals and spread out, but now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.