Remodeling the World Remodeling Myth

Chapter 52 The transformation of the real person in Chongyang

Zhongnan Mountain.

When the sun was high in the sky, a raging fire suddenly rose from the top of Zhongnan Mountain.Tens of meters high flames linger, rendering Zhongnan Mountain into a huge flaming mountain.Even tens of miles away, you can clearly see the burning flames.

The vision of burning the mountain with flames is fleeting, and it even makes people wonder if they are dazzled.

The top of Zhongnan Mountain.

When raging flames rose up, Qiu Chuji and the others retreated tens of feet in order to resist the sudden rising flames and the terrifying heat wave.Before they recovered from the shock, all the flames suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

"This!"

The Taoists froze there, a little at a loss.Someone murmured, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Wang Chongyang, who had not moved for two days, suddenly opened his eyes.His pupils were crimson, like raging flames. Wherever he looked, the air was distorted by the high temperature.There was a scarlet flame imprint on the center of his brow, which added a bit of ethereal fairy air to the young and handsome face.

"Master." Qiu Chuji was the first to notice Wang Chongyang's awakening, and ran forward excitedly, bowing and bowing.

"Changchun." Wang Chongyang stared at the white-haired Qiu Chuji with a complicated expression.

I thought it was an eternal sleep, but I didn't expect that there would be a day of recovery, and I got a great opportunity to return to my childhood.It's a pity that among the seven disciples back then, only Changchun is left.If they can persist until the gate of Tianwei opens, they might not be able to wait until the fate of immortality comes.

"Master, you are thinking about your brothers and sisters again." Qiu Chuji had served Wang Chongyang for hundreds of years, and he knew what he was thinking just by his expression.He couldn't help but feel a little sad when he thought of his senior brothers who had already passed away.

"Hey, they are one step too late." Wang Chongyang sighed, but after all, he was already used to the departure of his disciples, and quickly recovered from his disappointment.He raised his head and looked in the direction of Kaifeng, the capital of the Eastern Great Song Dynasty, and said calmly, "You leave for Kaifeng immediately."

Qiu Chuji was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized.

The event of Wang Chongyang's resurrection was witnessed by tens of thousands of people, and many Song Dynasty officials were present.It is definitely impossible to hide this matter, I am afraid that the news is already on the way to Kaifeng.And now that the Holy One knows about this, it is impossible for him not to act.

"I don't know how this disciple should reply to His Majesty." Qiu Chuji hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice.

"Tell the Holy One that the great era is coming." Wang Chongyang put his hands behind his back, looked into the distance with deep eyes, and his face was full of complex expressions.

Mountains and seas, prehistoric, wild, ancient world where gods and man live together, an unprecedented era!

Hopefully, there is still enough time!
Hearing this, Qiu Chuji couldn't help but tense up when he thought of the Gate of Heavenly Dimension that the man of God had said that day.

Great era, what kind of great era will it be?

Qiu Chuji had complicated thoughts and quickly calmed down.After bidding farewell to Wang Chongyang, he summoned a man-tall alien beast eagle and headed towards Kaifeng.

And since Qiu Chuji left, Wang Chongyang fell into a new round of retreat. After this incident, the Quanzhen Sect barely recovered its calm.Although everyone knows that this calm is just the beginning of a new storm.

Mrs. Ya lived in Zhang's house for three days, explaining some mysteries of the Heavenly Demon Dafa to Zhang Shang, and then Shi Shiran left.After all, she is the head teacher of the Yingui sect, and there are still many affairs to be dealt with, so it is impossible to stay in the Zhang family all the time.

Three days later, a house in Chang'an.

"In just three days, the young master has a new understanding of the art of the emperor. The talent is so high that I have never seen it in my life." Chu Nangong smiled and did not hesitate to praise him.

Zhang Shang responded with a smile, and said modestly: "It's Chu Nangong and Lord Moon God who have taught you well, and Bairen dare not take credit for it."

"Hehe, my lord is being serious. The low level of a humble job is the one who absolutely dare not take credit for it." Luna covered her mouth and chuckled.

Several people were humble for a while, then looked at each other and laughed.

Chu Nangong laughed, stroked his beard and said: "Young master's complexion and expression today are different from those in the past, there is a little depression and worry in the brows, I don't know but I have made a decision about the future."

Zhang Shang nodded and praised: "Mr. Chu Nan is really as bright as a torch, and Bai Ren admires it in his heart. In the past few days, Bai Ren has thought about the teachings of the two, and has some immature ideas about the future. Just right I have time today, so I came here to ask the two of you for advice."

The two looked at each other, with a little smile in their eyes, and did not interrupt Zhang Shang's words.

Zhang Shang continued: "The situation in the world today is complicated. No matter what plans we have in the future, we need to establish our own intelligence system as soon as possible. Only in this way can we control the situation in the world in the shortest possible time. And if we want to establish a complete intelligence system, Nor can it be limited to the Song Dynasty.

So I want to send people to the Western Regions, even further to the Western Continent, as well as the surrounding Dongpu and other places to inquire about the situation and prepare for our future. "

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and the enemy can win every battle. If you don't even know the situation in the world, what's the big plan for the world?
When Zhang Shang finished speaking, Chu Nangong nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Young master can think of this, very good. As for the problem of manpower, I think you have already thought about it, so I won't repeat it. It's just that I think about it." I want to ask you a question, what kind of identity does Young Master 0 intend to appear in front of the world, and what kind of identity does he intend to intervene in future changes?"

Zhang Shang's expression remained unchanged, and his brows were full of confidence.

He already understood what Chu Nangong meant.

The Zhang family is just a small gentry, and they are far from qualified to intervene in the future changes in the world.

Even though Zhang Shang was able to ignore all enemies, there was only one who was a thief for a thousand days, how could there be any reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days?

So even if Zhang Shang doesn't want to break the existing rules and rule the world now, and become the supreme emperor and ruthless controller, he still needs a suitable identity, an identity that can intervene in future changes.

"The young master of the Yinyang family is not the most suitable identity." Zhang Shang said with a calm smile.

A great sect in the hidden world, a descendant of ancient gods, and a cloud of masters under him, there is no more suitable identity than this to stand on the bright side and use it to intervene in future changes.

"Great kindness." Chu Nangong understood Zhang Shang's thoughts, stroked his beard and laughed.

And when Zhang Shang and others were discussing how to establish the Yin Yang family's intelligence system, build a global intelligence network, and form their own forces by the way, a dusty cavalry stepped through the dense morning sun and appeared in Kaifeng, the capital of the Song Dynasty. in front of the city gate.

"Jingzhao Mansion [-] Li urgently, Jing Zhao Mansion [-] Li urgently!"

The visitor rode a tall horse, galloping all the way on the road dedicated to military emergency reports, shouting hoarsely.

His voice was not too loud, and his hoarse voice made his words ambiguous, but the eight-hundred-mile urgent flag still alarmed the whole Kaifeng.

They hadn't seen this kind of scene for a long time!
(End of this chapter)