Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Zhang He picked out the thickest book from a pile of books, and it was called "The Year of the Great Week".

When he was learning to read, he heard Wei Peng say that the place where he is now is called the Great Zhou Dynasty.

According to Wei Peng, it has been tens of thousands of years since the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Zhang He is skeptical about this, which is not in line with scientific laws.

The world he used to live in has only a history of thousands of years. Humans have already created a splendid civilization.

On the other hand, in this world, there is not even a shadow of science, and everyone is still using the most primitive and backward production methods.

And based on what Zhang He learned in his previous life, it is impossible for a dynasty to last for 10,000 years, but for 300 years.

Generally, when a dynasty first started, various systems were relatively good, and they were suitable for ordinary people to survive, and managers had also been tested.

But after several generations, both people and systems will gradually decay.

The most important point is that social resources will gradually concentrate on a small number of people, and eventually most people will lose resources and cannot survive.

A large number of people lose their wealth and other resources, and their inability to survive will lead to turmoil. In the end, the dynasty is destroyed in the turmoil, destroying the old system of elites, redistributing wealth, and establishing a new dynasty.

Then focus again, shuffle the cards again, over and over again, over and over again.

This is the law of nature and cannot be reversed by manpower.

Zhang He opened the book "The Anniversary of the Great Anniversary".

On the first page, it was written that the first ancestor, King Ping, swept away evil spirits from all sides, pacified the world, and created a peaceful and prosperous age for the human race. It has been more than ten thousand years since Liu Wei.

Skip the introduction and scroll down. More than 10,000 years ago, demons ravaged China, feeding on human beings. The ancestors were unwilling to be enslaved by demons, and they slashed Qinglong and raised troops. History is known as the first year of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the second year of the Great Second Day, the first ancestor led 800 human warriors to fight against the white snake demon clan in Xinye and won a great victory.

On the third year of the third year,...

In the 125th year of the Great Monday, the first ancestor went through more than 100 years of battles, and finally drove out the demons of all ethnic groups and pacified the world, known as King Ping in history.

In August of the same year, the great merits were divided among the various parties, and five titles of duke, marquis, uncle, son and baron were established according to the merits of each individual.

Zhang He at first thought it was a very serious history book, but now the more he reads it, the more it feels like a fairy tale.

It seems that the same is true in this world. The superiors like to deify themselves and let the people worship them blindly in order to consolidate their status.

Zhang He has a sense of superiority looking down on primitive civilization and playing in the mud for this outdated policy of ignoring the people.

Now that all the books have been bought, it's good to read fairy tales. Through fairy tales, you can also learn about the culture of a place.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that people in this world had really big brains. Although it was a very serious history, it was written even more wonderfully than a novel.

The various monsters recorded in it are amazing, and they are all serious nonsense throughout.

At the same time, this book also had some impact on his belief system. Could it be that there really exist gods in this world?

He practiced "The Thirteen Swords of Soul Pursuit" for several months, and now his physique is far superior to ordinary people, and he can occasionally do things that go against the force of gravity.

Could it be that the world can do whatever it wants without Newton?

At this time, outside Zhang He's small courtyard, a young man in white clothes beat the snow, shaking a feather fan, he jumped over the wall and fell into the small courtyard.

With a few taps on the ground, he reached Zhang He's window. His entire movement was smooth and flowing, and his clothes were fluttering like an immortal.

The young man in white just dodged before the window, then turned over the window and appeared in front of Zhang He.

At this time, Zhang He had already put down the book and drew the knife in his hand.

"You are the one who killed the Hall Master? It doesn't look that good."

The young man in white shook his feather fan and looked at Zhang He with a playful expression.

"You are also from the Black Tiger Hall, and you came to seek revenge from me?"

"It can also be said that I took over the head of the Black Tiger Hall, no matter what, I have to give everyone an explanation.

You should have the "Thirteen Swords of Soul Chasing". Take the initiative to hand it over, and I can give you a treat. "

The young man glanced at the saber in Zhang He's hand, and recognized that it was the treasured saber that the hall master was usually a treasure, and he had to take it with him even when he was sleeping.

According to the news, Zhang He was able to kill Hall Master Si through despicable means. He didn't have any strength himself. As long as he was careful about the limestone being thrown by the opponent, he would be fine.

Zhang He, however, had no intention of talking nonsense to the other party, and immediately slashed at the young man in white, the first style of "Thirteen Swords of Pursuit of Souls".

The figure of the young man in white flashed back and avoided the blade.

"It turns out that you have already learned the first style, which is not bad."

Zhang He slashed into the air with a single knife, without any pause, but slashed out the second knife with faster speed and strength.

"I didn't expect you to be a martial arts prodigy, and you have already mastered the second style in such a short time."

The second knife only slightly changed the face of the young man in white, but he still dodged, and at the same time, the feather fan in his hand swept towards the door of Zhang He's face.

At this time, Zhang He's third knife had already been split, and the young man in white could only withdraw his hand to dodge.

The young man in white is very familiar with this set of swordsmanship. He takes a swift and swift path. One sword is stronger than the other. The layers are like waves, and the sword is deadly.

However, the martial arts he practiced were elegant and light, and when he encountered the opponent's third-style swordsmanship, he could only dodge, but couldn't resist.

At the same time, his eyes were terrified as if he had seen a ghost. How could he have mastered the third sword technique in such a short period of time?

You must know that Hall Master Si has practiced "The Thirteen Swords of Soul Chasing and Killing" since childhood, and it took nearly thirty years~www.wuxiahere.com~ to be able to practice the seventh form.

How did the other party reach the third form in just a few months?

The panic of the young man in white was not over yet. Zhang He's fourth sword had already been slashed. His movement was agile, but this room was too small, and no matter how good his movement was, there was no room for him to use it.

Unable to match, escape!

However, when he was about to climb out the window, he didn't know when, the window was blocked by a large bag that appeared out of thin air.

At this moment, a knife slashed across his neck, the head of the young man in white fell to the ground, and blood gushed out like a fountain, spattering Zhang He's newly bought quilt covered in blood.

Zhang He slashed the enemy with four swords, but it was too late to be happy, so he hurriedly put away a sack of dried sweet potatoes from the window, it was not easy to sell if it was splashed with blood.

Looking back at the blood in the house, it seemed that this small courtyard was a murderous house. The bloodstains in it were almost never cleaned, and more than ten people had died.

Zhang He pulled the white clothes on the ground and wiped off the blood on the knife before reaching out and groping in the arms of the young man in white clothes.

An old book stained with blood, with the cover of "Chasing the Wind Without Shadows", I casually flipped through it, and it turned out to be another martial arts secret book.

There is only one footwork in it, and the elegant movement of the young man in white should be derived from this.

She put the book into the space, and took out about three or four pieces of silver from her arms.

Only then did he pick up the feather fan in the hands of the young man in white.

I don't know what kind of bird feathers are made of. It is light and fluttering in the hand, but it is as hard as iron. The edges are extremely sharp. The blood is sprinkled on it, and it becomes clean with a light shake.

Zhang He played with the feather fan for a while, then put it into the space.

After beheading the young man in white, no one was disturbed that night, and he slept until dawn.