The limit of heaven and man is only known today!

It was those East Palace officials who were originally still looking for death and life. When I came to this Manila city, there were many people who made up their own minds to escape, and many of them died out at this moment.

The place where the immortals took them to was the fairy town? Could it be that Fusang was the legendary fairy mountain on the sea? In this way, even if they left their homeland, it seemed that there was no big deal...... It's a rare opportunity......

Thinking like this, many people are relieved.

After all, man is inherently a creature that easily accepts reality. Since you can't escape, and you don't want to die, you have to think about things for the better!

As a result, the rest of the journey came to a much longer halt. First, it is a desperate resignation, but the most important thing is that there is no strength to toss......

The long sea trek is a great test for these people who have never been to the sea before. One by one, they were seasick and dizzy, and they vomited, but where did they have the heart to toss anything else?

If it weren't for the protection of the mana of the Great Heavenly Master, I am afraid that many of them would have died a long time ago.

At this time, in addition to occasionally coming out to train Zhu Cihong, the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

He began a long retreat, and his practice was finally completed at this moment. There is no flaw in the body.

Zhihai has turned into a purple mansion, and the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace sits in the purple mansion, and the monarch is under the five-colored peak. It seems to be a spatial pattern of its own.

The Purple Mansion is small, Wen Da Tianshi thought in his heart. High in the Heavenly Palace. The whole body glows with infinite brilliance. Shine a qiē where the light and darkness are.

The next moment, the entire Shenxiao Heavenly Palace moved slightly, rushing straight up. Rush into the immensity. In the sea of Haotian vitality.

Even in this vast sea, the sea of Haotian Yuan Qi is already omnipresent. It's just that Wen Fei can clearly feel that the sea of vitality here is different from the sea of vitality on the mainland.

Let Wen Fei feel that it seems to be a difference in concentration. It's an amazing feeling, and it's hard to put into words.

The sea of Haotian vitality is produced by the convergence of the popularity of the earth's qi. It is also a living creature in the world. The final destination.

However, Haotian is vast, but it is separated by the ocean like the mainland. This is why the sentient beings in the ocean are too thin.

Shenxiao Heavenly Palace rushed into the sky, the boundless sea of vitality. The light was all gone. It is difficult to resist the erosion of the torrent of endless vitality.

At this time, Wen Fei seemed to be sitting on a big ship called Shenxiao Heavenly Palace, sailing in a great river that gushed out from no beginning and flowed all the way to the end.

It's just this big river. It's not calm. Among them, there are countless undercurrents surging. It's as if this great river is the result of countless undercurrents.

Fragments-like scenes kept appearing outside the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace.

There is a wide sky and sea, and seabirds are gathered on a white island. Suddenly, a head rose from the island and looked up.

There were lightning and thunder, and the wind was howling. A seagoing ship struggles in the midst of a storm.

There are countless meaningless fragments of vision, among which you can even see the black earth full of flames, and the earth fire magma flows and rolls on the ground.

In the sky. But it was the same lightning and thunder, and there was a heavy rain pouring down.

For these. Wen Fei didn't feel strange. For him. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhihai has already come into contact with these.

This is the ancient memory hidden in the sea of vitality. It even records everything from the birth of this world to the present.

Even, Liu Bu had doubts that there were still things that did not happen in the future, all of which were stirred up by the undercurrent and washed up from the downstream by the sea of vitality......

Buddhism claims that there are six spiritual powers, the fifth of which is called the fateful pass, also known as the dwelling pass, which can know the fate and deeds of oneself and the six sentient beings for millions of lifetimes.

Wen Da Heavenly Master suspected that it was from this sea of Haotian Yuan Qi that he saw it. It's just that Buddhism has always loved to brag, so as to be a habit of big talk.

Even if you go deep into this sea of vitality, you don't want to see the complete history of the whole world. It is said that the qiē and the qiē that you see are just fragments of it.

The sixth pass of Buddhism is called the leakage of the end, cutting off the three realms to see and think, not being subject to the life and death of the three realms, but leaking the power of the supernatural powers. That is, beyond this sea of vitality, and no longer bound by it.

That's the power to break free from the shackles of a qiē! But when it comes out of the mouth of a Buddhist, it's just a cannon.

There is no real power, a qiē in the illusion, as if you are delusional in it to be liberated, what can it get?

Just like Wen Fei now, he controls the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace. In this sea of vitality, it can only protect itself. It's just a matter of observing this qiē up close, and it's very difficult to do anything.

When the Great Heavenly Master Wen came out of retreat, Zhu Cihong had already taken the officials of the East Palace and initially established a small shogunate in this Manila city.

The crown prince has the power to open the palace and recruit the subordinate officials of the East Palace. Even this power, in this era, has almost become an ornament. But now in this case, Zhu Cihong directly opened the mansion and built teeth, and there is no problem in legal theory.

The entire city of Manila is divided into one state and three counties. They appointed and dismissed officials, and the local Chinese cooperated. In just a few days, the regime was initially established.

As soon as Wen Fei walked out of the retreat room, Zhu Cihong came to the door and asked, "Heavenly Master, didn't we say to go to Fusang? Why don't you leave here?"

Wen Feiqi said: "Do you still want to go to Fusang now?"

Zhu Cihong gritted his teeth and said, "The Heavenly Master told Cihong that Fusang has an army of 100,000. It can solve the danger of the monarch's father and rebuild the great tomorrow!"

Master Wen nodded and smiled: "I couldn't be happier that you have such ambitions." What I'm afraid of is that you are a little rich, and when you see the prosperity and safety here, you don't want to leave!"

Zhu Cihong's face was slightly red, I don't know how many subordinate officials have persuaded him in the past few days. Say that the big tomorrow is in danger, stay here, although it is overseas, but it can also save the Ming Sheji. In order to restore the clouds of the Middle Earth in the future.

If not, with obsession and support in his heart, Zhu Cihong almost agreed. Stay in this rich and prosperous place, and refuse to leave again.

You must know that these days from Quanzhou to here, the sea voyage has made them toss to death. And this place is still tens of thousands of miles away from Fuso, even if you take a sea boat and sail with the wind, it will take several months.

It's such a long distance, and it's chilling to think about.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince rest assured!" Wen Fei said with a smile: "Fusang must still go." However, since this Manila city has been subdued by us, it is naturally also my Middle-earth land. In the future, it should be changed to a new name and a government system!"

Zhu Cihong said happily: "When I was in the Ming Dynasty, I never thought that it was the overseas of the smoky land, and there was such a prosperous and wealthy city. All kinds of precious treasures of Middle-earth are found here. Why don't you give the Heavenly Master a name for this place!"

The kung fu of Wenda Tianshi's name has always been flattering, as if there are so many names in Fusang. He thought about it for a long time, and then said, "Then this place is called Fubo City!"

"Good name, good name!" Zhu Cihong was full of praise, and asked: "Then we plan to establish a state and three counties here, what should we call it?"

Master Wen Da snorted and said with a dry smile: "This name is natural, it depends on you." I still have something to do, go out!"

"Where is the Heavenly Master?" Zhu Cihong was stunned for a moment.

Master Wen smiled faintly: "I took the fleet and returned to Middle-earth all the way, and I can't come in vain." Naturally, I want to go to Liaodong for a while!"

"Huh?" Zhu Cihong was startled.

Zhang Damu is a Han Chinese, that is, the Nikan in the mouth of those Dongyu. He originally lived in Guannei, he was a native of Shanxi, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs and robbed and burned down his family's village. Even his father and wife were arrested in Liaodong.

On the way, his father starved to death. Then before he arrived in Liaodong, his wife also died. Now he is the coat of Niu Lu Ezhen Enahai, and he is the same as all the people who work in the fields around him, and they are all slaves of the Enahai family.

As on a normal day, he straightened up and glanced at the south, where his hometown was. Every time, I only dreamed in my dreams that there was his house and his newly married daughter-in-law. And his father, who is still sturdy.

Zhang Damu didn't dare to look at it more, and then bent over to work. If he is caught lazy, he will be whipped when he returns today.

He didn't dare to run away, and last month a companion named Kuroko ran away at night and escaped from Phoenix City, trying to escape to North Korea. In those deep mountains and old forests, there are many slaves who have fled from Liaodong over the years.

However, he was blocked by the Yalu River. There was no boat to cross the river, so Kuroko could only walk along the river. In the end, when he was in Jiangbao, he was caught. Cut off his head on the spot.

The head was nitrated with lime, and hung with bared teeth outside their door, until it stinked, and it was thrown away and fed to the wild dogs.

Originally, Zhang Damu was eager to try and wanted to escape. But I was so frightened that I had nightmares for several nights. Since then, he has been honest and never dared to run away again.

In this life, he will not be able to return to his hometown! I am afraid that he will be buried in this bitter cold Liaodong, and after he dies, I am afraid that he will not even have a grave......

Zhang Damu thought sadly, but felt that something was wrong on the ground. Seem...... There was an earthquake......

At this time, not only him. The other coated minions, as well as the overseers, seemed to sense it, and looked in that direction.

Then they saw a strange scene, black and oppressive armies, pouring in from all directions. (To be continued......)