North Journey

"... Ah Shi, what's going on?"

Ming Qi looked at Shi Yan who appeared by his side in a state of mind and soul with a dazed expression, and the red line connecting the two minds and souls was clearly visible in his eyes.

Shi Yan was also a little dumb, and he silently glanced at the situation in this world.

"We came early."

Every time he reincarnated, he was stuck at a point in time when a world was about to "hatch", and was born as an identity capable of interfering with Destiny's Child.The fate of the time slot he chooses will be the key to driving the world to maturity.And only the immature world will need his divine power more urgently. When the divine power of the primordial god is scattered in all walks of life, he will absorb and use it, and then develop from immature to mature.

Once the world is about to mature, the divine power of the original "one" contained in the original god will be returned to himself by the world that has been nurtured.

However, this world is still nearly a hundred years away from the opening of the key destiny.

For the gods, a hundred years is probably just a short rest.

However, for the mortal world, it means that the body "beyond fate" that he was supposed to reincarnate has not yet been conceived.

Soul thread?

Shi Yan looked at the conspicuous red line between him and Ming Qi's soul, thoughtfully.

The power of this kind of extrajudicial thing that even the God of Beginning and the God of Destruction should only be known and cannot be touched is even more special than he imagined. A destiny written together by the gods of destruction.

"However, it's the last reincarnation anyway, so it's better to end it as soon as possible."

Even if gods cannot easily descend into this world, no world will reject the god of the beginning like the god of destruction.When his divine power is not yet complete, he just reluctantly regained the position of god. There is no need to worry that he will be forcibly deported like Ming Qi.

Coming one step earlier has the advantage of coming one step earlier, and a hundred years is enough for him to make sufficient moves to change the "end" of fate.

What's more, his goal of stepping into reincarnation has been achieved, so why make things difficult for himself?

"It's a pity, Ming, I'm afraid your wish will not come true."

The soul thread hooked the soul, so that he failed to reincarnate directly but relied on the connection with Ming Qi to maintain the most basic divine state.Then, even if he re-enters reincarnation and puts on a mortal body, he will not be sealed in his memory to reveal his innocent and childish appearance.

"A time!"

Ming Qi's face turned red.

He was already embarrassed to be seen by him to have such thoughts, but now that Shi Yan repeatedly teased him, he couldn't bear his mature and stable image at all.

However, maybe there is still a bit of a feeling that the stupid things he did before were seen anyway, and the gods were abducted, so he gave up on himself?

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Qian Dynasty, to the 12th year of Zhengzheng.

Mangshan, Xi Yunfeng.

It was only three o'clock at this time, but Qi Yu had already woken up habitually.He looked at the twilight morning light outside the window, rubbed his face, and jumped up to sit up.

Practice martial arts, practice calligraphy, read history, taste classics...

Since he was picked up from the starving Yuzhou when he was ten years old and brought to Mangshan Mountain in Dianzhou, which he had never heard of before, he has been used to such an ordinary but fulfilling life for 15 years.

Although he would occasionally think about what the world has become outside the mountain now, and how his life would be after he left his only surviving sister and married, but he never really thought of leaving this valley.After all, this is a rare pure land in this chaotic world. If the two gentlemen hadn't rescued him back, he would have already become one of those who died quietly.

For a poor family like him, he was able to save his life in years of famine and imminent wars, and even learned skills such as reading, writing, martial arts, and art of war that he had never imagined before. Just having a name that can be recognized as elegant is something worthy of his gratitude for the rest of his life.

When he was still illiterate, he had heard people say that "the grace of saving life should be repaid with a knot of grass". Although he didn't know what he could do for the two gentlemen, he still wanted to stay. Repaying the favor by their side.

"Sixteen, you can go down the mountain now."

Ming Qi stood behind Qi Yu with arms folded and watched him use a set of marksmanship. Although Qi Yu's movements seemed to him to be full of mistakes, but for this ordinary world where the concept of broken void has never appeared, This level is enough to deal with the battlefield battle.

The sudden voice surprised Qi Yu. Even after 15 years of hard training in martial arts, he has never felt the real strength of Mr. Wu.

Rather than saying that the two gentlemen are human beings, it is better to say that they are like earth immortals living in seclusion in the mountains.

He couldn't help feeling emotional, and then realized what Ming Qi said just now.

"……gentlemen……"

Qi Yu deliberates to speak, facing Ming Qi's completely indifferent face, but doesn't know what else to say.

Not to mention raising a person, even raising a pet, after more than ten years, there should be some affection.However, whenever Qi Yu faced Ming Qi, all he felt was endless indifference—as if he didn't even bother to show his impatience.

He will always call him "Sixteen", always stay three feet away from him, and will always only focus on the gentleman he calls "Ashi".Even when teaching him martial arts knowledge, he couldn't feel his presence in his eyes.

That's right, they didn't even tell him their first and last names except for asking him to call them "Sir".

After finally being able to get rid of this light bulb, Ming Qi didn't want to talk to Qi Yu.With a flick of his sleeve, he had already sent him down the mountain. As for why Qi Yu returned to the Central Plains penniless later, he didn't care at all.

Anyway, he was born with the emperor's star destiny and dragon spirit, and his destiny would push him into this chaos.

Shi Yan's figure turned from virtual to real, and gradually appeared beside Ming Qi.

When they rescued Qi Shiliu, he was responsible for teaching him and training him.However, after Ming Qi's possessiveness broke out and showed his displeasure, he completely let go and left everything to Ming Qi.

After all, compared to an ordinary person, he cares more about Ming Qi's feelings, and he never minds tolerating Ming Qi's willfulness in these trivial matters.

only……

"Ming, I'm afraid he will resent you in the future if you do this."

The current Qi Shiliu still has a heart of gratitude to his savior, so he accepts all the cold treatment and ignorance.But in the future, with the power and position, he will be on the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and recalling the past, he is afraid that he will feel unwilling.

"He's not Ah Shi."

Ming Qi held Shi Yan's left hand, caressing the ring that faintly lingers with the light of stars.

Shi Yan smiled.Yes, in this world, it is enough for them to care about each other.

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Qian Dynasty, to the 23th year of Zhengzheng.

The common people have been struggling in the smoke of gunpowder for more than ten years, and the originally chaotic situation has also seen a trace of clarity as the forces of all parties have grown or been annexed.

The soldiers who followed Qi Yu to fight the world are gathering in the commander's tent at this time, discussing the difficult battle situation before them.

If they win this battle, they can take over the ownership of the southern forces in one fell swoop, and just wait for their troops to go north and compete with Dagan again.However, if he loses, he may not only lose the power he had at his fingertips, but even the old power territory will also belong to others.

"His Royal Highness Qi, why don't you avoid the sharp edge for now?"

Unlike King Zhou who started his business as a private salt seller and had a powerful naval force, Qi's army currently has no warships that can be sold, let alone sergeants who are proficient in water warfare.If you rush into the battle, you are afraid that you will be defeated on the waterway.

Their lord is not a stubborn person, but this time, he doesn't care about everyone's opinions.

Qi Yu held the long strip made of silk and satin in his hand, and he also struggled and hesitated in his heart.

Since he was kicked out of the mountain that year, he has never heard from those two people for 11 years.It's not like he didn't send people to look for it in Mangshan Mountain, but he couldn't find Xi Yunfeng's location in a short time back then, now, how can anyone get a glimpse of Peach Blossom Spring again?

Nine times out of ten, the cronies who were sent did not return, and even the one who returned by luck was at a loss as to what had happened.

Mangshan, Mangshan... I don't know when it seems that it has become a forbidden place for human beings, and all kinds of strange stories are spread in the local area.

However, this morning, such a silk book appeared on his bedside without anyone noticing.

——The battle of Weishui can be won.

The handwriting is the handwriting of the Mr. Shi whom I met in the past year. He is not encouraging, and his style is far away. When people see the words, they will have the idea that only a person like Mr. who walks in the mundane world but is detached can write it. It is definitely not something that can be imitated by random people.

What's more, those two are clearly not mortals.

Qi Yu recalled being captured by the looks and bearing of those two people many times when he was a child, and also recalled the strangeness of changing seasons in the blink of an eye, and the last memory was frozen in the whisper of the man who leaned down slightly, "Yu, Le Ye. Yu Hexagram, Li Jianhou, Master Xing. Since you have this destiny, and you met me in Yuzhou, why not call me 'Qi Yu'", finally made up his mind.

"No need to say too much, I have made up my mind."

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Yong Dynasty, Jianwu 13 years.

Yandi, Pingqianguan.

This is the northern border of Dayong, and it is also the front line of the Yong Dynasty to resist aliens. Thirteen years ago, it was from here that the army of the Yong Dynasty completely expelled the descendants of the Qian Dynasty from the Central Plains.

Today, it is still invaded by foreigners all the year round.The beacon smoke that ignited from time to time may have damaged the city wall again and again, but it failed to obliterate the vigorous life motivation of Yandi people.

Lifting a knife can drive away Hulu, and getting off a horse can return home with a lotus and hoe.

The half-army, half-civilian life endows Yandi people with a unique open-mindedness, which makes them less concerned about things that seem shocking in other places.

such as--

A cavalry came galloping from afar, and the leader was at the head of the horse, dressed in black and black armor, and the smell of beacon smoke and blood on her body not only failed to deface her beautiful face, but on the contrary brought out her unparalleled magnificence.

King Yan, who was standing on the city wall with his hands behind his back, looked at the eldest daughter who was reining in the horse in front of the city gate, and sighed regretfully to the man in white beside him:

"If Lin'an was born as a man, how wonderful it would be..."

The author has something to say:

I found that when I write ancient times, even if it is an overhead background, I still can’t restrain my hand QAQ

I came back from my internship. The "deep mountain and old forest" was just a joke. I didn't expect that the place where I live is really [no service], it's simply ORZ

After I came back, I found that I had a cold and lay down for two days, so this volume is another volume that has no manuscripts, I hope to ensure that it will be updated every other day [I am no longer pursuing daily updates ←_←

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After overhauling this volume, I originally wanted to save the full text and resume updating, but found it difficult to have the motivation and self-control to code every day without feedback, so I released the new content first.

It is estimated that I am unlikely to save the manuscript, so it is tentatively scheduled to be updated every other day.I will ask for leave in advance if I have something to do, I hope I won’t disappear like this time for a long time_(:з」∠)_