i really have no talent

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Mr. Hei, a mysterious and invisible figure like a ghost, appeared alone on the grassland 15 years ago. With his talent, he captured the appreciation of the Sanman Khan King and the respect of the Sanman people.

It's just that this military advisor who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people on the Sanman Grassland was a Confucian scholar in Daxia among the Four Kingdoms.

Later, according to folk reports, news from the six doors of Daxia’s violent organization said that Mr. Hei was jealous of his classmates because of his extraordinary talent when he was young, so his classmates colluded with treacherous villains. His wife and children were humiliated.

In desperation, he fled all the way to the grassland outside the pass.

However, when he arrived at the grassland, he heard that dozens of people, young and old, had been harmed by him. After being punished as a rebel, his heart changed drastically.

From then on, he wholeheartedly took refuge in Sanman, and vowed to spend his life until the destruction of Great Xia.

However, this is also a folk rumor. As for the authenticity, it may not be true.

But this Mr. Hei's real name, origin, etc., even the Sanman Khan King, is not easy to ask, because if asked, this Mr. Hei will not reveal the slightest. If you ask, it is distrust, and he will die , not just talk.

It has to be said that this Mr. Hei's talents and means are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

In recent years, Mr. Hei has used many means in the territory of the four countries, even the king of the Sanman Khan has to express his admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Take the plan to assassinate young heroes in the territory of the Four Kingdoms this time, which is a method that he planted ten years ago, in order to deal a heavy blow to Daxia when necessary, and by the way, he also used some methods in the territory of the other three countries , the joint layout, this matter was accomplished, and it did deal a heavy blow to the young generation of the four countries.

At this moment, King Khan heard such a reply from Mr. Hei's mouth, and his heart became hot again. If Mr. Hei spoke, then no matter how difficult this matter is, at least three points are guaranteed.

After hearing the overall plan that Mr. Hei said, the Barbarian King hesitated again, because the scope of this plan is too wide, there are too many uncontrollable factors, and the cost is too high, but it is the most likely one, and it is successful The probability is not low.

"I've thought about it, and entrusted Mr. with full authority to handle it. Even if you pay some blood, as long as you can get the essence of a hundred schools of thought, even if you just take a look at it and study it a little bit, you may be able to understand the essence of it and get a glimpse of it. The wonder of the divine realm."

"The divine realm. Throughout the ages, only the Zhuge Martial Saint five thousand years ago could have a glimpse of its wonders and left behind mythical deeds that can be called myths."

King Sanman Khan sighed, his face full of longing.Although he is already at the pinnacle of the Great Master Realm, but now he is over 100 years old.

Coupled with years of fighting, although his body is healthy, he still has losses. If there is no accident, with his current state, he can only maintain it for 50 years at most. If he wants to glimpse the divine realm, with his current state, it can only be futile .

However, it is clearly recorded in history that Zhuge Wusheng broke the shackles of heaven and earth, entered the realm of mythology, lived to 700 years, and finally disappeared into the world, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and leaving behind a legacy.

Thousands of years of ancient history records, Zhuge Martial Sage is the only person who has stepped into the realm of the gods, and above the realm of the great master, there is indeed a realm of the gods.

But in the ensuing 5000 years, no one has heard of anyone entering this realm.

Countless magnificent masters and figures all stopped before the threshold of the divine realm and were stopped outside.

Thousands of years ago, there was also a generation of ruthless Dongfang Bubai, who founded the world's most powerful demon sect, trying to use force to seize and collect the essence of the true scriptures in the hands of hundreds of schools of thought, so as to gain a glimpse of the divine realm.

But in the end it fell short and died unexpectedly.

It was wiped out by the rest of the forces of all schools of thought, leaving only a lamentable story on a page of history books.

King Sanman Khan got up, took an object from his side, and then pulled a piece of yellow and white brocade cloth, covered the brocade with the object symbolizing the power of the barbarian king, and handed it to Mr. Hei who was sitting down and said: " Gu, wait for news from Mr.

"Leader!"

Mr. Hei said, bowed to take the blank yellow and white brocade scarf, and walked out of the king's tent lightly.

"Kings!"

"........."

The one-armed old man sitting below was about to speak, but the barbarian king above stopped his words by raising his hand.

After a long while, the barbarian king worked his mind, and after confirming that there was no one outside, he said: "The national teacher has something to say, now you can say it."

"Your Majesty's move, is he somewhat wary of Mr. Hei?"

"The national teacher is right. There is an old saying among the four kingdoms. I don't know if the national teacher has heard of it. It is called 'If you are not of my race, your heart must be different'. Even though Mr. is doing his best for our barbarians, he was once a Xia. That alone is enough."

"Since that's the case, why does the king give him such great power..."

"My national teacher, for talented people, they only seek fame and fortune. Mr. First, he does not pursue profit, and second, he does not seek fame. But the credit he has made for our barbarians is real. For such a People, we have to respect, but at the same time, we must take precautions."

"Yes."

The one-armed national teacher nodded in response, and then continued to speak: "Since your majesty is in urgent need of the spirit of a hundred schools of thought, why don't you send a team of people? It's a safe bet."

After the old national teacher finished speaking, the barbarian king shook his head, and then said: "Did the national teacher forget the pain of breaking his arm? There are still such people in the four kingdoms. Although our barbarians are reckless, it does not mean that they are brainless. Let their smart people do the things that use their brains, as long as we see the benefits and throw away a few meaty bones, that's enough."

"See you, Your Majesty."

After the old master listened, the sword that dazzled the world emerged involuntarily in his heart, and there was still a faint pain in the position of the severed arm, and even his body still trembled slightly when he thought of it.

The barbarian king saw the state of the old national teacher, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The old national teacher already had a demon in his heart, and his heart was broken by that sword, and he might not make any progress in this life.

And as one of the few barbarian masters at the pinnacle, he naturally didn't want the old master to die in the territory of the Four Kingdoms.

What's more, if Mr. Hei's words can really be followed, maybe there is a chance to get a glimpse of the essence of the scriptures of various schools of thought.

On the other side, Mr. Hei left the king's tent, and under the guard of two sergeants, he went all the way to his own tent.

Inside were four masked men in black, waiting here.

"I've seen Mr.!"

"I've seen Mr.!"

Seeing Mr. Hei, the four people in the tent said in unison. Although the murderous aura on their bodies has subsided a lot, it still makes people feel cold all over.

"This is the mission of the four of you. In addition, this is a chess piece buried in Yingtian Mansion. This time, you must make some noise for me in the Wenhui."

"Do not let me down……"

"The subordinates will definitely go through fire and water, and they will not hesitate!"

"........."

The four masked men took the envelopes in their hands respectively, bid farewell to Mr. Hei, and left in four directions. Their bodies moved ten steps at a time. Everyone's cultivation was in the realm of a master, and perhaps some of them were even stronger. indefinite.

"Success or failure is here."

Looking at the four subordinates going away, Mr. Hei's dark eyes stared in the direction of Daxia Yezhou City. Although there was no trace of cultivation on his body, there was a powerful aura that made people afraid.

On the other side, in Yingtian Mansion.

The date of the Wenhui is very close, and the atmosphere in Yingtianfu City is extremely strong. Even the streets and alleys are covered with letters from various schools of thought.

There are also people from various schools of thought who distributed the printed books to ordinary people, which won the hearts of many people.

Of course, due to the approach of the Wenhui, even at the feet of the emperor, there is also the phenomenon of increased lawlessness.

After all, not everyone is happy to see a hundred schools of thought unite. In addition, the most holy palace stores the essentials of scriptures gathered by hundreds of schools, and the Great Xia Academy of Literature has become a key protection place for various factions.

Even though the most holy palace is guarded by ten top masters from a hundred schools of thought, every night, there are still people of different strengths who wait and see within the surrounding area of ​​the most holy palace. The circumstances are different, and the number of people is no less than dozens.

Within a radius of ten miles, these people's auras were ups and downs, and none of them could escape the scouting of the ten great masters. Due to their power, these people did not dare to go one step further.

But later, outside the Holy Palace, there were faint breaths of several great masters escaping, which surprised the ten people in the Holy Palace. Disappeared, it seems that he did not want to conflict with people from various schools of thought.

Therefore, the closer the Wenhui is, the greater the pressure here will be, and even a battle at the level of a grandmaster or even a grandmaster may occur at any time.

On the grassland, casual visitors from the Sanman also began to infiltrate towards Ying Tianfu, led by two masked men in black, each with the strength of a master.

Moreover, the manpower they brought this time is also amazing, each of them has innate strength, and the number of people is more than a hundred, which is almost very extravagant.

After all, a sergeant in the innate realm is more than enough to be a centurion in the army.

What's more, in the envelope given by Mr. Hei, there are also lists of casual guests who have been lurking in Yingtian Mansion for more than ten years. There are various categories, totaling as many as [-].

With such a large number of people, it seems that it is not very difficult to achieve the effect Mr. Hei requested after further planning.

When entering Yingtian Mansion, the man in black asked these men to disperse into the city and gather in a small courtyard in the south of the city.

After dark, according to the plan, the men in black assigned everyone their tasks, and after confirming them one by one, they scattered into the city and waited for the opportunity.

Of course, Mr. Hei's plan is more than this. As for what kind of tasks the other two colleagues are going to perform, the man in black doesn't know. He only knows that doing his own thing well, Mr.'s plan will almost never fail of.

After staying in the small courtyard, the man in black waited for the time to come.

And at this moment, in the gap arranged by the three savages, in the Great Xia Palace, the commander of the imperial guards, Li Hui, was holding a letter, and burned it immediately after reading it.

In fact, it was not his fault that he was so cautious, but the previous accident had taught him a profound lesson, so he had to be more careful now.

The scene of playing with his grandson a few days ago emerged in his heart, and his heart couldn't help but become a little colder.

"Come here, pass my order."

"promise!"

Following the order of the commander of the imperial guards, the entire imperial guards began to operate, and the guards of each branch also sent messengers to convey the orders one after another to all the places where the guards' branches existed in Daxia.

A huge network, a huge situation, and an unpredictable tomorrow will become even more turbulent with the actions of all parties.

At the same time, thirty miles outside the city of Yuzhou, which was established on the ruins of the capital city of the original ancient Shu Kingdom, are continuous high mountains and mountain ranges, among which cliffs, valleys and lakes are all over the place.

In a valley, a group of Daxia Imperial Guards dressed in black are appearing concealedly here. Each of the Imperial Guards carries a large or small box on their body.

The leading guard, who looked like a team leader, searched for a while on the cliff in front of him, and then pressed his palm against a stone wall.

A heavy stone door slowly opened with dust.

After entering the gate, a simple and unsophisticated garden appears in front of people.

"Action! Be more careful. If someone leaves even the slightest flaw, don't blame me for being cruel. Think about the six generations of your relatives!"

As the leading guard said, he took off the items he was carrying from his back, and lifted off the black cloth wrapping outside, revealing a corpse with only bones left.

And the rest of the imperial guards took orders and took off the things they carried on their backs one after another.

Or a few authentic ancient books with a long history, or some imposing swords and the like.

In just an hour, this cave garden hidden in the cliff was carefully arranged.

If Ye Wushuang were here at this moment, he would definitely understand that this is the secluded place left by some ancient master, whether it is the corpse sitting cross-legged in the middle, or the ancient books on the decaying bookshelf behind him, or even directly There are strong traces of time on the sword inserted into the ground.

Especially that corpse, even though only the skeleton remains, there is still a thin layer of halo on the surface of the corpse, which blocks the erosion of time, and even reveals an aura not weaker than that of a master.

The most special thing is the position between the eyebrows of the skeleton. A diamond-like crystal grows between the eyebrows like a natural one. Anyone who gets close to the corpse within three feet can feel an oppressive force like heaven and earth.

This power is very weak, but the most frightening thing is that the power it escapes has surpassed the realm of a great master.

If the various things in this cliff were to be seen by outsiders, even people in the Grand Master realm would feel greedy when they saw it, and blood might flow like rivers for it.

After all, there is a fetish here that surpasses the realm of a great master!

After completing the task, the leader of the imperial guards took a look around, then dealt with the traces behind, walked out, and sealed the place again, and finally did not forget to collect a layer of dust of the same year, circulate the true energy, let it naturally sunk on the cliff.

After something happened here, the pair of guards disappeared into the night, maybe they will never be seen again in this life.

(End of this chapter)