Alien Summoning System

Chapter 465 Heroes
sunset.

Compared with the uninhabited north, the south is not that prosperous, at least in the eyes of Yazi, who is used to seeing modern high-rise buildings, even if it is the imperial capital of Lin'an, that's the case, but compared to the barrenness of the north In terms of tragedies in the human world, the south is heaven for the Han people.

However, even in the south, there is always a sense of oppression, the oppression from the war, this is the atmosphere of this era, and the Mongols will attack at some point when they are confused about the future. When the time comes, what should they do?

In the inn, Yazi felt a little heavy, not because of Xiaolong's departure, but because of what he had seen and heard along the way. Not long after they left Xiaolong, they met the group of Mongolians who were slaughtering the village before. The son is sluggish.

She has a strong sense of justice in her heart, otherwise she would not have been able to become a policeman, and because of this, Yazi fell into an unspeakable self-blame. If she hadn't softened her heart for a while and let these people go, maybe she wouldn't have been a policeman. There will be such a tragedy.

In this regard, Zhuo Ao has no consolation, the reason is actually very simple, even if they kill those Mongols, but the Mongolian iron cavalry is the general trend, such a tragedy has nothing to do with whether they are there, unless Zhuo Ao is willing to act and turn things around, otherwise The tragedies like this will continue to be repeated in the next hundred years, but it will be even more cruel to say such things.

Of course, if Zhuo Ao is willing to take action, the matter will be much simpler. With the people in the north today, even if he doesn't use immortal means, Zhuo Ao can reverse the general trend of the world within five years, but in such a low-level universe, The human emperor's energy that can be condensed is too little, it doesn't help him at all, and Zhuo Ao doesn't bother to take care of it.

"Ao, is this really the world of the Condor Heroes?" After a long time, Yazi raised his head and looked at Zhuo Ao with a bit of bewilderment in his eyes. This is completely different from what Mr. Jin described in Shuzhong. In Mr.'s book, there is no such a dull and oppressive feeling, but there is only joyful kindness and chivalrous tenderness.

"Reality and art must be separated." Zhuo Ao added a glass of wine to Yazi, looked at Yazi and smiled: "This era, for the Han people, is a sad era. The great China, 5000 years of civilization, will It is fragmented under the iron hooves of alien races, but it is also an era in which admirable heroes will emerge one after another, and it is also an era in which true heroes exist."

Yazi didn't speak, nor did she say that she wanted to leave, she just drank the wine silently. She couldn't look down on all living beings from the perspective of God like Zhuo Ao, so at this moment, her heart was full of depression.

After a long time, Yazi raised his head and looked at Zhuo Ao: "Ao, I want to go to Dasheng Pass."

Dashengguan, the hero conference is about to start, along the way, I have heard it more than once.

"Okay." Looking at Yazi's eyes, Zhuo Ao nodded with a smile. In his opinion, these things are not important, he just needs to be Yazi's most solid backing.

Three days later, Zhuo Ao didn't make any earth-shattering moves at the Great Victory Pass. He just donated 1000 taels of silver and got a hero invitation to participate in the hero meeting. Serving the country also requires money. In the war machine, no amount of money is enough to spend.

Although Dasheng Pass is also an important point for Mongolia to go south, its status is far less obvious than that of Xiangyang. Zhuo Ao appreciates Guo Jing and Huang Rong's strategic vision in setting up the Hero Conference here.

First of all, although Guo Jing and Huang Rong have a high status in the Jianghu, they can only represent the Jianghu. Openly holding a hero meeting in Xiangyang, not to mention how much pressure it will bring to the security of Xiangyang, is itself a kind of provocation to the court. The Song Dynasty is now in decline, but as a Song citizen, doing so will only provoke disputes between the court and the martial arts.

Not to mention, the Heroes Conference was held, and it was easy for the enemy to take advantage of it. If this led to the fall of Xiangyang, even if the Song Dynasty perished, Guo Huang and his wife, who were in charge, would have to suffer infamy.

What's more, choosing Dasheng Pass can also divert the Mongolian side's attention to a large extent.

Among the crowd, Zhuo Ao pulled Yazi to find a round table and sat down. Looking at the martial arts people around who were praising each other, he shook his head unconsciously with a smile. These martial arts people seemed to be numerous, but they were actually just mobs. Huang Rong I am afraid that the ultimate purpose of calling them together is not to expect how much these people can do on the battlefield, but to hope that they can open their pockets and support the great cause of saving the country.

Judging from the people Huang Rong summoned, apart from the beggar gang and Quanzhen disciples, most of them are rich and wealthy. These people usually don't lack money, and under this kind of martial arts event, even if they don't want to, they don't need money. It must be a huge blow to their reputation if they can't keep their faces down.

I'm afraid Guo Jing couldn't think of such a way.

Thinking of how Huang Rong was originally a ghostly girl and gradually became what she is now, Zhuo Ao couldn't help shaking his head with a smile, and Zhuo Ao couldn't help shaking his head too.

Yazi has participated in many banquets. As the wife of the richest man in the world, she has participated in many high-end banquets, but today's elite banquet, in terms of grade, is naturally much worse, but this atmosphere is Never experienced it in previous banquets.

She has seen the Han people under Mongolian rule, knows the brutality of Mongolia, and sincerely wants to do her part for the Han people in this world. Although these heroes are vulgar, Yazi always has a respect for them.

However, with the appearance of Yang Guo, the hero banquet felt a bit stale, especially the conflict between Yang Guo and the Quanzhen Sect made Yazi frown, and Zhuo Ao couldn't help sighing that there are so many ugly children in this world.

Zhuo Ao has no interest in such a so-called hero meeting. It is lively, but it is full of chaos, like a vegetable market. Zhuo Ao, who is used to the orderly heaven, is not too much to bear, but since Yazi likes it, Zhuo Ao simply Directly use the power of thought to seal one's hearing, trying to be clean.

He began to distract himself, and the next thing he had to face was the way of heaven. For Zhuo Ao, who had already half-stepped away, as long as he took this step, he would be eternal. Eternal, meaningless.

But how will Heaven deal with him?

There are many places where you can do it. For example, Cihang Jingzhai, although Zhuo Ao intercepted the merit of luck, but it is still a branch of Mahayana Buddhism. The leader chose to withdraw. This battle was not easy. He didn't even dare to let the concubine Shi participate in this battle, not because he was worried about the concubine Shi's loyalty, but because if the concubine Shi participated in the battle, he might be wiped out by the way of heaven.

This is also the sorrow of the sages of Heaven and Dao, who are involuntary and powerful, but unable to control their own destiny.

In fact, no one can really control their own destiny, unless they have the power to transcend everything as the Supreme God of Time and Space said, only saints can see their own destiny, and because of this, they are sad, and Zhuo Ao, I can't see it, and I don't want to see the fate that Tiandao arranged for him.

"What are you thinking?" The atmosphere of the meeting changed a bit, Yazi leaned against Zhuo Ao and asked softly.

"Our future." Zhuo Ao smiled slightly, throwing away those thoughts. Now the last obsession in his heart has been eliminated, his soul and state of mind have reached the state of Dzogchen, and the prehistoric arrangement has been completed. As for the others, they have actually been completed. There is no need to think about it.

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Yazi smiled elegantly, and Zhuo Ao was stunned when he saw it. The changes brought about by the perfect body are really inconceivable. Up to now, Yazi's temperament is still getting stronger every day. This is still a mortal stage. I don't know when the immortal will be perfected in the future. When, what kind of state will be reached.

"The honored guest has arrived!"

With a loud voice, a group of lamas, whose clothes and even their appearance are very different from those of the Han people, rushed in domineeringly.

"These people are..." Xiao Zhao frowned slightly, and looked at Zhuo Ao puzzledly, she could see the identities of these people naturally, and therefore, she didn't understand why these people appeared in the Central Plains Heroes Conference.

"Huang Rong's arrangement worked." Zhuo Ao swept his eyes over the headed lama, smiled lightly, and then stared blankly, as if he found something interesting, he couldn't help but smile from the corner of his mouth, it seemed more and more interesting up.

The next thing is interesting, a group of lamas didn't do anything, just found a seat and sat down to drink and eat, listening to Guo Jing and Huang Rong impassionedly discussing how to fight against the invasion of the Tartars. It was a little weird, the originally lively scene suddenly became tense.

Yazi naturally knew about this plot, but she couldn't accept the weird feeling of being in the scene.

"This girl, little king Huo Dou, Tianwei..." Huo Dou came to Zhuo Ao and Yazi with what he thought was the most charming smile on his face, directly ignoring Zhuo Ao, and turned to Yazi's polite self The introduction, but before the words were finished, the person had already taken off into the air.

"Hmph!" Jinlun Fawang suddenly let out a cold snort, flew up and caught Huo Dou, but his body involuntarily backed up more than a dozen steps, looking in surprise at Zhuo Ao who was holding a folding fan and looking over here body.

"In the future, when you go out, use your tricks more brightly. There are some people in this world that you can't afford to provoke." Zhuo Ao fanned his fan and cast a cold glance at Jinlun Fawang. His voice was very flat, so flat that everyone chilling.

"The traitor is rude first, the old monk waited for the traitor to confess to Tanyue, but just asked Tanyue to leave his name." King Jinlun put his palms together, bowed to Zhuo Ao, and said in poor official language.

"Want to take revenge?" Zhuo Ao looked at Jinlun Fawang, shook his head and smiled, "Based on your cultivation, you may be qualified to let me give you advice after practicing for another 100 years. As for now, you'd better stay away from me."

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is really amazing. Zhuo Ao has already figured out the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu thoroughly just by looking at his luck. If Jinlun Dharma King practiced it for another 100 years, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu will reach the No.12 level, which is almost here. The limit of what the universe can accommodate, but right now, it is only the ninth level, and he is not qualified to show his claws to Zhuo Ao. Zhuo Ao is too lazy to talk nonsense with these small characters. These things.

(End of this chapter)