At the top of Mount Tai, the wind and clouds are changing, the divine light is full of light, and the illusion is beautiful.

Yang Haipeng stood here, but he felt distracted and his heart rippled.

"Jade Saucer...... Golden light...... And endless mystical knowledge?"

Suddenly, the golden light of Ruixia Ruixia suspended above the light gate was gone, and the symbols and words around the jade disc were all collected in the jade dish, and then the jade disc shot towards Yang Haipeng, who was standing on the top of the mountain, and disappeared between Yang Haipeng's forehead and eyebrows.

Yang Haipeng's eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I had already come here, and when I arrived in this strange world, I felt as if I had become a different person.

The snow was falling, the fence was thatched, and the house was full of books.

What's more, he also has the memory of another person's life in his mind.

That person's name was Yang Chen, and the country where Yang Chen was located was the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Great Zhou Dynasty?"

Yang Haipeng was also drunk.

"I actually crossed over inexplicably, and I was reborn with an appendage!"

"The former Yang Chen is dead, and from now on, I will be Yang Chen!"

Yang Chen touched his face, a little smooth: "Don't worry, from now on, I will definitely live well for you and help you realize your wishes." ”

"It may not be difficult to glorify the ancestors and pass on the ancestry. ”

"I just don't know, what is that jade disc that brought me here?"

Sitting in the house, Yang Chen tightened his body to keep warm, thinking that he had seen the five-colored divine light on the top of Mount Tai, as well as the mysterious jade saucer.

Legend Mount Tai is the head of ten thousand mountains, since ancient times, there are ancestors of the sacred and the emperors of the past and present dynasties in the top of Mount Tai to worship and seal Zen, so that Mount Tai contains the incense fire dragon gas rich and extraordinary, far beyond other spiritual mountains and spiritual water. ”

"And the place where they worship is the five-colored altar made of five-colored divine soil on the top of Mount Tai, the legend says that the five-color altar can communicate the past and the future and all the mysterious space, could it be that the mysterious five-color divine light on the top of Mount Tai that I saw is emitted by the legendary five-color altar?"

As soon as his mind moved, Yang Chen's mind couldn't help but come up with a lot of things, some things about Mount Tai and some things about the five-colored divine light.

Moreover, these things are all things that Yang Chen has browsed and has vaguely memorized, but he doesn't know why at this time, these things that he didn't care about actually appeared very clearly in his mind.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Could it be the superpower that that jade disc gave me?"

Yang Chen felt a little incredible.

"I don't know what skills that jade disc brought me?"

Yang Chen was a little excited, only with a goldfinger traverser could he be coaxed.

Sitting there, I quietly felt that nothing had changed except that my body, which had been seriously ill, had become healthy, and it had not brought any superpowers.

can't fly, it won't change seventy-two, and it won't turn stones into gold and trees into forests......

Yang Chen suddenly felt depressed.

It seemed to fall from the clouds to the ground, and the excitement just now suddenly dissipated, and he drooped his head and sighed, very helpless.

"It's such a tragedy, as a time-traveler without any superpowers, I feel like I'm too much of a failure. ”

"There is no place that is stronger than others, and there is no halo blessing of the protagonist, how can I carry out the counterattack of **silk, how to win Bai Fumei, and how to step on the peak of life?"

"It's over, it's over, it's all over, I'm like a fly on a glass with no bright future. ”

Yang Chen felt it for a while, but he really didn't find any strange skills, and he couldn't help but be very discouraged.

"Woohoo, what can I do in the future, in this poor and white, no electric lights and telephones, no TV and mobile phones in the Great Zhou Dynasty, how can I live?"

Helplessly, he glanced at the thatched house where he was, and there was almost nothing in the thatched cottage except for an oil lamp and a room full of books.

"Books, books, books, all books! A room full of books has a fart, useless is a scholar, these books can't be eaten, and the second can't be drunk, so how can I live in the future." ”

Picking up a book from the bookshelf and flipping through it at random, Yang Chen was stunned, he inherited all the memories of the dead Yang Chen, but he was also able to recognize the words on the book.

The Book of Songs!

This is a booklet compiled by a sage of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a collection of famous works from ancient and modern times, which records hundreds of poems that have been passed down for centuries.

"It can't be the Book of Poetry from the time I'm in, right?"

Yang Chen curiously turned the page and took a look.

100 poems, headed by Guan Ju.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman. Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I can't ask for what I want, and I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning. Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, bells and drums. ”

Yang Chen was stunned.

"No, it's really the Book of Poetry at that time when I'm in?"

Yang Chen was really at a loss.

What's going on?

Am I crossing into another world, or am I going back to the way I was?

The Great Zhou Dynasty?

Could it be the Great Zhou Dynasty established after Jiang Ziya destroyed Shang in history?

I recalled it a little, but I realized that it wasn't like that at all.

The history of this world is very strange, similar to the earth where you live, but completely different.

The same place is a lot of history, a lot of myths and legends, before the pre-Qin, when the sons of a hundred schools, were almost the same, but after the pre-Qin, the style of history changed, completely different.

The Great Qin Rebellion, the Zhou Gaozu unveiled the uprising, established the Great Zhou Dynasty, the emperors of the past dynasties worked hard, and to this day, the Great Zhou Dynasty has gone through thousands of years of ups and downs, and still stands on this vast land.

"A thousand-year-old dynasty?"

Yang Chen felt a little incredible.

What made Yang Chen feel even more incredible was that the moment he opened the Book of Poetry, in his mind, suddenly, it seemed that his wisdom had been opened, and many famous poems and chapters in the vast history of China for 5,000 years emerged.

Han Fu, Tang poems, Song Ci, Yuan Qu...... There are also many legends of Zhiwei and so on.

And these poems and chapters are surging like a tide, and they are suddenly stuffed into Yang Chen's mind, every poem, every word, a small song, and every Han Fu can be clearly displayed in Yang Chen's mind as long as he recalls it a little, and it can be more catchy as soon as he opens his mouth.

"I'm not going to be a man of God, am I?"

Yang Chen!

Astound!

A wave of ecstatic agitation followed.

"I actually memorized all the poems that have been handed down in China for 5,000 years?"

"Is this really me?"

"When did I become so good?"

"I remember that since I graduated, the little ink I learned in school had already allowed me to eat steamed buns. ”

"When did you become so well-read?"

Now I am simply an encyclopedia of poems in China for 5,000 years, and when I flip it lightly, there are all kinds of poems, and none of them are the same.

It's like a god-like being.