Yi Heng didn't need to observe these soldiers, even if they didn't use mana, with the power of their physical bodies, even if they stood and let them slash, they wouldn't be able to hurt themselves in the slightest.

Those swords seemed to be sharp, but they were cast by iron and bronze, and they rushed into them to save Ji Chang, and in the end, they didn't even hurt a single hair.

His eyes became sharper and sharper, his fists behind him clenched slightly, and his legs slowly strengthened.

With just one movement, the people in the ox cart will disappear with them, and then history will immediately change.

Suddenly, in his eyes, the pitch-black curtain on the ox cart opened with a "swish", and he immediately fixed his eyes.

I saw only one person sitting in the ox cart, dressed in pale yellow clothes, with white hair and gray cloth wrapped around his head, and his gray hair tied to the back of his head.

In appearance, he is at least sixty or seventy years old, but what does not match his age is a pair of bright and bright eyes, with wisdom and worry in his eyes, as if everything is under control, but it is difficult to change the worry.

The forehead is broad, the eyebrows are divided, and the beard is long and supple, with the essence in the eyes at this time, slightly majestic.

I saw him open the curtain, bow down and get out of the carriage, stand on top of the ox cart, look around, and the sadness in his eyes is even more obvious.

He is about five feet tall and short, slightly chubby, but at this time on the ox cart, his eyebrows are wrinkled, and his thick lips are closed, which is also extremely majestic.

"This is Ji Chang, who is familiar with Fuxi's "Lianshan" Yi, the Yellow Emperor's era of "Returning to Tibet" Yi, good at observing the sky, Bu Jiji, and writing the "Book of Changes" here?"

Yi Heng had no fear, and met Ji Chang's somewhat puzzled eyes.

He was the only one standing on the side of the whole road, except for the soldiers.

Cyan uniform, eight feet long, resolute face, eyes shining.

A feeling of floating away at any time, a look like a person among the gods, such a character, it is too difficult not to pay attention.

So after Ji Chang swept over the civilians who were kneeling around him, he stared at him carefully, but what he was greeted by sharp eyes.

"Fathers, please get up quickly, Chang has arrived here, naturally there is time to get along with everyone, please get up quickly!"

Yi Heng saw that he was puzzled for a moment, so he stopped looking at him, looked away, and said loudly to the civilians kneeling down on the side of the avenue, his voice was like a bell, full of energy.

There was a mixture of shame and a little pride in his words.

"When the saint comes, I will have ......a better life. “

"Thank you, sage....... “

......

There was another jumble of answers, making the whole avenue extremely noisy.

The ranks of soldiers never stopped, and Ji Chang kept greeting the surrounding civilians on the ox cart.

Yi Heng looked at the team that was getting closer and closer, and he was actually not so stable in his heart as he looked.

If we rescue him, will we be able to make history develop faster? Otherwise, it will be very difficult for more than 3,000 years.

The noisy procession continued to approach, and the soldier holding Changge waved Changge to open the way, driving away civilians who wanted to approach one after another.

Ji Chang naturally didn't dare to let civilians approach.

As long as they see what is in the hands of all civilians, they dare not let them come close.

Coarse rice and weak tea, chicken, duck and fish, sheep and wine.

Maybe as soon as he got close to the ox cart, all these things would be thrown at his ox cart, and what would it be?

Yi Heng's eyes did not leave the worried old man on the ox cart, as if he had no fear of waving Changge, and he still waved it all the way.

"If it's a long time. His heart beat faster and his breathing was slightly short, "If Changge touches his body, then he will be rescued immediately!"

Once you make up your mind, it feels a little easier.

If we go to his history and his 3,000 years, all the means that can be used must be used immediately, as long as the development of history can be accelerated.

The cold light in his afterglow swung at him, not trying to stab himself to death, but to drive himself away from the avenue.

But he remained motionless.

He still decided in his heart that as long as Changge was in his body, he would immediately change history.

With a "bang", Changge had already slapped him on the chest with a fierce force, and he could reach it in an instant.

He didn't move, his eyes didn't change, and his mind seemed to have seen that the next moment, Chang Ge would immediately break into two.

One of them bounced back, piercing the heart of the soldier wielding the Changge.

Even if he was wearing a seemingly hard bronze armor, he would definitely not be able to stop this half-cut Changge with a trace of mana.

"Stop!"

Just as he was imagining, a loud roar pulled him back to reality.

He couldn't help but feel disappointed, and his eyes instantly darkened.

Chang Ge stopped at this time, just two inches from his chest, and the cold light touched the robe, but it did not touch the skin.

"Don't be rude, keep going!"

Ji Chang stood on the ox cart, his eyes staring at him tightly.

His gloomy eyes also did not avoid, and they looked at each other across him.

The ranks of soldiers did not stop, and the ox carts did not stop, slowly passing in front of him.

He and Ji Chang were separated by more than a zhang, and slowly missed in looking at each other.

When Ji Chang retracted his gaze and turned around, he felt that it was not only Ji Chang who was coming to him just now, but also the vast vicissitudes of history for three thousand years!

The chaotic sound of the crowd slowly flowed in front of him, and the soldiers entered the entrance of the village, and the ox cart also drowned in the crowd and disappeared at the entrance of the village.

Half a cup of tea passed, and he was still standing upright on the edge of the avenue, but there was no one on the whole avenue.

He was the only one, in a cyan uniform, with an eight-foot figure, facing the breeze, staring at the stone lonely, as if the scene just now was an illusion, so that he did not move for a long time.

On the stone, although the two big characters in the stone are not conspicuous, they really remind him that the scene just now is not an illusion.

A year later, Ji Chang's eldest son, Bo Yi Kao, was chopped up by the king of Xuan to make meat cakes and sent to Ji Chang as a snack.

Ji Chang devoured it with hatred, and even had to pretend to be grateful to Dade, and since then he has been confusing the king while specializing in innate gossip.

Seven years later, "Zhou Yi" will be born here, but he will naturally not dedicate it to the king of Shang, but secretly send people back to Xiqi.

After the envoy returned to Xiqi, he collected the treasures of Xiqi and even the beauties of the world and presented them to the king of Zhou, who was overjoyed and released him to leave.

As soon as he returned to Xiqi, he led all the princes of Xiqi to raise troops to attack merchants.

Among them, Jiang Ziya, Shen Gongbao and other immortals have appeared in the world, one side protects businessmen, and the other side supports Zhou.

"All kinds of immortals?" he thought of this, and finally slowly came back to his senses, "The so-called immortals of all walks of life are just immortal cultivators, and the aura here is weak, what kind of cultivation will immortal cultivators be?"

He began to get some interest.

If he had to wait for three thousand years, then he would rather wait three thousand years in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao each showed their magical powers, summoning all kinds of immortals to fight, but in essence, it was the division and division behind them, as well as the various sects!"

"Wait!" he thought of this, and suddenly shook his body, "Zhou, King Wen of Zhou, Zhou family, merchants, Zhou family, Qin family, Mo Fei ......." “

There was a loud bang in his mind, and he repeated the names of each family incoherently, and his eyes shot an incredible color.

The Yin family, which is not right, is the Shang Dynasty.

Zhou Chengran's Zhou family is the Zhou Dynasty.

Qin Shengtian's Qin family, could it be the Great Qin Empire behind?

Also, there are the Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms, the Tang Dynasty .......

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became.

If this is the case, then everything on this earth is actually the disputes and arrangements of the monks of various families in the Xuntang.

"But what's so strange that even this solar system was opened up and designed by the Open Heavens?"

He felt out of breath for a moment, but he had to find a reason to think about it a little.

"In this way, the victory of Zhou Chengran of the Zhou family in Xuntang means that in the next few hundred years, before the deer leaves, the world on the earth will belong to the Zhou family?"

An hour had passed, and he was still standing upright beside the stone.

Two hours, three hours .......

Evenings in the countryside come early and are dark.

This is true even at night when it is known as the city of Ori.

At the time of unitary, the heavens and the earth have been shrouded in pitch black, and there is no light when you open your eyes, and you can't see your five fingers when you reach out.

Only the occasional scream of a wild beast can be heard in the distance, letting people know that this place is still in the world.

In the dark night, there was a pair of eyes staring at the sky.

Not afraid of the cold of the night wind, not afraid of the howl of wild beasts not far away.

Yi Heng has been standing at the entrance of the village, never moving half a footstep.

From early morning to night, it was not a problem at all for him.