The Xuanwu Empire focuses on technology and commercial development, but their unique combination of machine skills and body skills cannot be underestimated. Their intelligence capabilities and speed are even more surprising.
The Qinglong Empire is one that the other three countries are willing to be friends with. It is famous for its agriculture and medical skills. Whoever does not need to eat will not get sick. Of course, in addition to their vast interpersonal relationships, there is also the principle that "medicine is three parts poison". This is The main reason why they don't want to make enemies is that the three empires have a lot of background, and they don't know the outcome until the end.
Moreover, in this world, ordinary people, whether they are children of noble families or poor families, if they want to stand out, they can not only read the Holy Words and gain fame, but also become a strong kung fu warrior and knight.
There are basically three methods:
Invest in the "Captain Hall" established by the imperial court. This is a means for the four empires to maintain the country's manpower, providing skills, weapons and official positions to attract talents.
They are sent to different sects in the four countries, and they go down to recruit students every year or every few years.
Those who take the scriptures or martial arts exams and enter the academy become one of them. They are distributed among the four countries and are a third-party force within the four countries.
Of course, there are other ways to practice martial arts, such as joining a bodyguard bureau and becoming a member of a big family, receiving inheritance from seniors, or being accepted as a disciple by an expert who travels around the world.
There are also very few people who have a chance to be recognized as the masters of the ten spiritual soldiers formed by themselves in the ancient world, and to become masters through the ancient inheritance.
In a valley in a certain mountain forest, there are more than ten figures surrounding the open space, and the firewood is burning fiercely as if celebrating.
If you look closely, the figures are all young, most of them are only over ten years old, and two of them are six or seven-year-old children. They are all wearing animal skin clothes, and there is a small one on their shoulders. The bluebirds are headed by a young man who seems to be eighteen years old.
The young man looked at a young man who was making an abacus. The young man was thin and elegant, and his eyes shone brightly when he was calculating.
The young man stopped his hand on the abacus and said excitedly: "Boss, if we carry out today's 'sales' many more times, we will have enough food to survive the whole winter."
"Business" is the term used by their main members in the valley. Their knowledge, right and wrong, and training were all taught by their boss. The boss did not want to affect the minds of some children, so he told them a kind lie to the immature ones.
The boss said with satisfaction: "Not bad. Let's try our best next time. Xiaohu did a good job this time. The most important thing is not to be surprised by changes." Xiaohu's face twitched twice. Anyone who knows him well knows that he is laughing.
Among them, the younger children were even more envious of Xiaohu and felt that it was a great honor to be praised in public by their boss. Their boss looked at the smiles on the other people's faces. Who would have thought that three months ago, their faces would be filled with tears, their eyes would be gray, lifeless and lifeless.
In the middle of the night, in a three-story wooden house, the blue bird stood on the windowsill, while the boss leaned next to it, polishing the jet black spear in his hand.
The wooden door was opened, and a fifteen-year-old girl came in. The girl had a cold temperament, mature eyes, short hair, a delicate nose, and a rosy mouth with sharp edges.
But his expressionless look made him feel a bit aggressive. The boss stopped moving his hands and asked the girl: "Is Lily still asleep?"
The girl Lily replied: "I saw the light in your room, so I went to make a cup. I will give you the scented tea you taught me to try."
The boss took the scented tea, took a sip and said, "It tastes good. You've made progress."
Lily smiled faintly, Baihua lost her luster, and replied with an expression: "You should sleep better after drinking." After the old man thanked her, Lily took back the teacup and left the room.
If someone is at the scene, they will see the blue bird and the ink gun on the window sill, which are slightly absorbing the starlight. The boss holds the ink gun in his hand, looks at the starry sky, and murmurs to himself: "I didn't expect that I traveled to this continent. Grandpa, you are my blessing." Me!"
……….
It was a night of heavy rain. Under the starry sky full of red eyes, there was a bit of blood in the air.
In a large courtyard house in a certain rural area, if someone is at the scene, they will find that there are different human remains everywhere, the floor is full of blood, and the walls are stained with blood drops.
The owner of the courtyard, Wang San, was in the hall, but his body was divided into two halves. The wound was in a tattered shape, as if something had penetrated it. His eyes before death seemed to be filled with regret. A young man stood in front of the body.
His name is Wei Jing, a well-mannered young man who lives in modern times. He graduated from a prestigious university and holds important positions in well-known domestic companies.
He is 1.85 meters tall and is very kind to others, so he has many friends around him, mostly women. At the golden age of twenty-five, the most important thing is that he is single, making the men in the company envious and jealous!
His parents are not alive, and he was raised by his only grandfather. His grandfather liked the life in the village, where he could recuperate and teach boxing. The air in the countryside was better, so he did not live with him in the city.
Today, as usual, he went to visit his grandfather in his hometown every month. However, when he got home that day, he found that his grandfather, who usually practiced boxing outside, was not there. The door of the house was still open. He suppressed his uneasiness and entered the door.
"Bang!" The gifts and luggage in his hands fell to the ground. He ran forward, picked up the old man lying on the ground, and called in his arms: "Grandpa, wake up..." It might be Wei Jing's cry that woke up the old man. The final strength.
The old man who was originally majestic and handsome is now covered with injuries, his face is pale and he slowly opens his mouth and says: "Xiao Jing, there is a wooden box under grandpa's bed. The things inside are your parents' relics and the things grandpa left for you. Don't go there. Report..." He died before he could finish his words.
Wei Jing's cry of pain could not wake up his grandfather who was gradually getting colder. After a long time, he calmed down and put his grandfather on the bed. He noticed that the environment in the house was very messy and he wanted to know what was going on.
When he walked to the gate, his neighbor Lao San brought several big men. When he saw Wei Jing, he asked anxiously: "Xiao Jing, you are back. Just now Wang San's son brought his men to come to trouble your grandfather. Look at him going crazy." I'm afraid something will happen, so I'll go out and find someone to help."
Wang San is the bully in the village. He doesn't do anything bad, and his son is not a good person either. Earlier he went crazy and robbed girls in the village, but was repaired by his grandfather.
But Wei Jing knew that his grandfather was very skilled in kung fu and was highly respected in the village. His father, Wang San, would think twice about making trouble, but he still knew the reason.
Wei Jing, thinking of his grandfather's departure, couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "Grandpa passed away!"
Lao San and others were shocked and said: "What, it's impossible!" Several people rushed into the house.
On the other hand, Wang San's son and his men went home in a panic. When they saw an obese middle-aged man at home, they immediately shouted: "Dad, I accidentally killed Liu Kuming."
The middle-aged man looked at his son in surprise and asked, "Liu Kuming, who teaches boxing? Please tell me what happened."
After a conversation, it turned out that Wang San's son was drunk and took some drugs. He remembered being taught a lesson by Liu Kuming earlier and felt deeply offended, so he was instigated by several of his subordinates to teach him trouble.
Under normal circumstances, no matter how many people Wang San's son had doubled, he would not be Liu Kuming's opponent. However, Liu Kuming's old breathing problem broke out and he was injured and fainted.
Wang's third son mistakenly thought that someone was dead and ran away. In fact, if Liu Kuming had not fainted at that time and could take the medicine, he would not have died in the arms of Wei Jing who returned home later.
After Wang San heard this, he said calmly: "Go and rest first. You are my father's only son. You just lost one life. Don't worry!"
After his son left, Wang San used his connections to help, but what he didn't expect... was that it was too late.
After Wei Jing left his grandfather's funeral arrangements to his third son, he opened the wooden box under the bed. There was a letter, a bank card, and a square jade pendant with what seemed to be Sanskrit shapes carved on it. The letter was written about him. The money that grandpa saved for Wei Jing and the jade pendant were the relics of his parents. .
Picking up the combination spear at home, his heart was full of hatred. He only knew that his grandfather left because of Wang San's son. With his blood-red eyes, he successfully sneaked into the garden on a thunderous night.
Liu Kuming's martial arts achievements were limited due to his chronic breathing problems. However, his grandson Wei Jing's talent in martial arts was unparalleled. His ancestral breath breathing skills and marksmanship were even modest. Limited to the fact that this is a society governed by the rule of law, his skills are not visible to people.
In the night filled with the sound of raindrops and thunder, Wang San's son woke up with a start. Suddenly a figure appeared in the issuing room and called out: "Who are you!"
The figure, Wei Jing, naturally entered the mansion. He saw the thin young man, who had assembled a spear in his hand and moved quickly.
"ah!"
