"Central Plains Buwu, this is my wish!"

It was very generous, but Ying Jichang himself knew that this was a system task. Although there was no specified time, it would only take a new task to complete it earlier.

After all, completing tasks is the fastest way for Ying Jichang to improve his cultivation. Compared to his hard practice, it is simply too easy.

What's more, since he entered the monk, he had not practiced many times. He had been in prison for fewer times over the years than others in a year.

The most important thing is that if he wants to grow into a strong man who can compete with the Buddha Tathagata within a thousand years, or even surpass him, the only possibility is the immortal system.

There are too many annotations for the word "Fengsheng"!

In this world, as long as someone or something can threaten you, it is not true immortality.

The only way to truly immortality is great transcendence and great freedom.

Therefore, he had to complete the plan of Buwu Central Plains in advance, otherwise, after the disaster of Journey to the West, he could only sigh and miss everything.

And a hundred years later, the monkey will cross the ocean and set foot on the Nanzhan Continent.

Ying Jichang had high hopes for the monkey. He once liked the monkey's rebelliousness, and later he also mocked the monkey's ignorance.

Finally, there is only sorrow for the monkey.

In this life, if there is a chance, Ying Jichang doesn't mind helping the monkey, so that the monkey can break the shackles of fate and will not be plotted against.

Throughout Journey to the West, he became a complete tool.

A person has a fate arranged by someone since he was born, and under the gaze of immortals and Buddhas in the sky, he is like a fool.

Such a life is too miserable!

Ying Jichang looked firm, and he knew in his heart that if he was not strong enough, the monkey's fate would be his fate.

The strong are respected!

There is no reason or reason for the weak.

Ying Jichang once heard a saying that when someone holding a gun or a book meets someone holding a gun, it is definitely more reasonable for someone holding a gun.

The strong prey on the weak is always like this between heaven and earth.

What's more, under the great catastrophe, everyone except those who are transcendent in the world is ashes.

Whether it is life or death depends entirely on luck!

"Your Majesty, born as a king, use less dragon energy. If there is a day when the mysterious bird totem awakens, it will alleviate this backlash!"

When he was about to come, Ying Jichang reminded Ying Quliang, he knew that this young Duke Qin, who was the king, was Prince Zhong who fought from the Qin army.

He is also a warlike person!

"Um!"

...

This is the case. Ying Jichang has nothing to do in Liyang at night. He drinks all day and meets the lives of ordinary Qin people.

A month passed in a flash, and Wei Yang got married and it ended like this.

After the wedding, Ying Jichang did not say goodbye, so he took Tu Shan Surong to leave Liyang. Chunxiao was worth a thousand gold for a moment, and he didn't want to disturb Wei Yang.

Before he knew it, Ying Jichang had a little desire for his family. Even though there were Ying Quliang and Ying Qian, he still felt that there was some gap between this world and himself.

Some people also found a woman to give birth to their own blood offspring. Only on that day did Ying Jichang feel that he had completely integrated into this world.

"King, where are we going?"

Tu Shan Surong could sense the emotional changes in the moment of the Northern Liang King, but she didn't dare to ask too much, so she could only choose to indirectly.

"Go to Xinzheng, I want to see Mozi!" Ying Jichang's curiosity about the Mo family was a little bigger.

"As rumors, the Mo family had the Qinglong, the White Tiger, the Vermillion Bird, and the Xuanwu, both of which were created by the Mo family's four spirit beasts by the Mo family using non-attacking techniques."

"Representative to wood, the main force is fighting and killing."

"Once the green dragon starts up, the earth shakes, the trees burn, and all those involved in the war die. When applied to the war, no one can defeat it."

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on Ying Jichang's mouth: "These things are like puppets."

"It seems that the Mo family got something amazing back then, maybe among the hundreds of schools of thought, the Mo family is the deepest hidden one."

Although he was saying this, Ying Jichang was still cautious about the Mo family and was determined to win Mozi.

In his opinion, the most outrageous thing Mo Zi did in his life was not to conduct scientific research well and insist on carrying out political activities.

He knew in his heart that the future advocated by the Mohist school was simply impossible to realize.

"What is the king's point of?"

After glanced at Tushan Surong, Ying Jichang chuckled and said, "The inheritance of the puppet lineage back then has really made me curious about this world."

"Even if the Demon Sect inheritance or Buddhist inheritance appears in two days, I can take it for granted!"

Ying Jichang's eyes were like a torch, but he knew that this was the prehistoric continent, and the four religions coexisted, and now the Jie Sect is in decline, and the West is dominant.

At this time, it is not impossible for Buddhist heritage to appear.

"But the king, in the memory of his subordinates, all the puppet lineages were removed by the emperor Xin back then. How could he leave traces with that person's means?"

Tu Shan Surong received the essence and blood rewarded by Ying Jichang. The bloodline in his body further returned to his ancestors, giving birth to three tails, and the inheritance in the bloodline was further activated, and many ancient secrets were obtained.

"The Great Dao is fifty, the Tianyan is forty-nine, and the shield is gone, anything can happen!"

Speaking of this, Ying Jichang chuckled: "What's more, although Emperor Xin is strong and powerful, he is not the ultimate in the world now."

"There are too many people in this world who can do a lot of things without hiding them!"

Ying Jichang never believed in a perfect thing, even the way of heaven could not do it, let alone an ordinary person.

The puppet lineage that was erased by Emperor Xin must have left behind a heritage, and is now being improved by the Mohist school.

Ying Jichang wanted to subdue the Mo family, of course, if Mozi was not tactful, he would not mind suppressing it.

For him at this moment, it was too easy to suppress someone with his own hands. Even Wei Yang and Mencius were easy, let alone Mo Zi, who was far inferior to them.

"The king, in the memory of his subordinates, the puppet lineage was amazing at that time, and he could even control people as puppets. This method can hurt the sky and…"

Tushan Surong, who knew what Ying Jichang was thinking, couldn't help but feel a little worried at this moment. This is a world of monks, and some things must be taken seriously.

She knew that Ying Jichang became famous when he was young. On the surface, he seemed gentle, but he was rebellious at heart and didn't care about some taboos at all.

"Those who hurt Tianhe have never been a martial art, but the creature who practices the martial arts. What's more, the monk's lineage is fighting for life with Tian."
Chapter completed!