Urban: I have a new identity every week

Su Xun looked at Liu An and said, "Two choices."

"One: Come with me, from now on I will refine the pill for me."

"Two: I'll beat you up and force you to come with me, and I'll make elixirs for me."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Liu An looked up to the sky and laughed, looked at Su Xun and said dismissively: "Even if you are injured, how can you be an opponent of Gu?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xun stepped forward and appeared in front of him, holding up his favorite big ear scraper.

"Snapped!"

The clear voice and burning pain made Liu An stunned.

"I'm standing right in front of you. You can see that I look a bit like before." Su Xun stood with his hands behind his back, laughing.

"Practicing qi and transforming spirit, you ate my spirit-gathering pill!" Liu An's eyes were tearing apart, and he guessed almost instantly why Su Xun had broken through so quickly.

Su Xun made a correction: "That's my Gathering Pill."

"So what about practicing qi to transform into a god? Gu is in the state of returning to the void by refining the gods. Even if you are injured, you will eventually heal. Do you dare to keep me by your side?" Liu An showed a provocative smile, with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

Su Xun called out: "Liuli, show him one."

"Roar!"

With a roar, Liuli swelled in size, and instantly transformed from a kitten into a big unicorn, and walked to Su Xun's side step by step.

"Kirin!"

Liu An was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, his eyes popped out.

Su Xun looked at him condescendingly: "What about now?"

"How is this possible, how is it possible, how can the beast recognize you as a pariah!" Liu An's face was full of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

"boom!"

Su Xun kicked over: "You are a pariah when you ride a horse."

"Presumptuous, you dare to fight alone."

"boom!"

"I beat you."

"There's no reason for this, there's no reason for this!"

"Stop hitting, I'll go with you, I'll go with you!"

Liu An, who was seriously injured, was like a lamb at the mercy of Su Xun and Liuli. He didn't even dare to return his hand.

"That's right, wouldn't it be good to be like this earlier, why insist on being beaten?"

Su Xun sighed, helped him up with his own hands, helped him dust off his body, and then called up a video from his phone for him to watch.

"Come on, let's take a look at this first."

With a bruised nose and swollen face, Liu An glanced at Su Xun suspiciously, and then his eyes fell on the phone screen.

The video content is a war record of Star R's invasion of other planets, and the Star Destroyer cannon blasted half of the world.

After reading it, Liu An's face turned pale, his body trembled, and his pupils shrank like the eyes of a needle.

How could there be such a terrifying weapon in the world? If it resisted stubbornly, even Qi practitioners who practiced virtual and Taoism would be blasted into scum.

"Do you understand? This kind of army, I have [-] people under my command, so you have to be good in the future, otherwise, whether you die or not depends only on whether I want to or not."

Su Xun put away his phone, with a gentle smile on his face, and gently patted Liu An's face.

Threats of force are brutal, but effective.

Liu An nodded with tears in his eyes, as obedient as a quail, showing that he understood.

What kind of person is this? He is accompanied by the beast Qilin, and there are such terrifying troops and weapons.

He was cowardly, he was really cowardly this time.

If you don't become a real fairy, you never want to take revenge.

"Mr. Su, who is he?" Qingyang Daoist asked curiously.

Liu An tossed off his tattered sleeve robe, and with a bruised nose and swollen face, he stood proudly: "I am the king of Huainan, Liu An, and who are you?"

Facing Su Xun, he was obedient, and facing other people, he punched hard, like a keyboard man.

Daoist Qingyang doesn't believe it, because Huainan King Liu An has been dead for more than 2000 years.

"He is really Liu An. I saw him crawl out of the grave with my own eyes." Su Xun said seriously.

Daoist Qingyang was completely confused by the wind.

who I am?where am i?What am I going to do?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 305 The Bones Buried in Kunlun Mountains

Helicopter flying to Kunlun Mountains.

"Are you really Huainan King Liu An?"

Taoist Qingyang has been pestering Liu An.

"Gu, it's more real than real gold."

Liu An, whose self-esteem was severely frustrated at Su Xun, also enjoyed this feeling, but he was aiming at the helicopter like a bumpkin.

After being resurrected, he has been hiding in the cave to heal his wounds, and he doesn't know anything about this modern society.

"This thing can soar nine days, what is the reason?"

"There's also that thing called a mobile phone. Why can you communicate with people and see them even when you're thousands of miles away? Isn't this the art of voice transmission and the art of mirroring flowers and moons?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense, shut your mouth!" Zhen Yaojian couldn't take it anymore, he always thought that he was the one who talked the most, but he didn't expect anyone to go too far.

Liu An's eyes were fixed: "Spirit Sword!"

There is a spirit in the sword, it is a spirit sword.

Zhen Yaojian snorted twice proudly.

Liu An took a deep breath. With divine beasts, spirit swords, troops, and such terrifying weapons, his hope of revenge became even more slim.

Next, Su Xun learned a lot about the real history of the Han Dynasty from Liu An.

Even he has the practice of practicing Qi Huashen, one can imagine how prosperous it was for Qi practitioners.

"Why are there no records about these?" Fatty Mei frowned.

Liu An retorted: "Why not, yes, I have a collection of them, but it's a pity that they are in the tomb."

"It's okay, I'm moving out." Su Xun said casually.

Liu An: "..."

Then I have to thank you?

Fatty Mei corrected: "What I mean is that we haven't found any history records in this regard, it seems that all of them have been deleted, and there are no historical materials about Qi trainers, warriors, and gods."

"The Gu is not clear. After all, the age of Gu is more than 2000 years away from now." Liu An was a little melancholy when he said this.

After all, there is no one I know.

Daoist Qingyang let out a sigh of relief: "It's unbelievable that the ancients more than 2000 years ago are actually resurrected."

"That's because you have little knowledge and ignorance." Liu An mocked unceremoniously.

The corner of Qingyang Daoist Master's mouth twitched, if he couldn't beat you, the poor Taoist priest must let you know what the iron fist of the new society is.

Liu An asked again: "Where are we going?"

"By the way, see if you recognize the words on it." Su Xun suddenly thought of it, and said to Taoist Qingyang, "Show him the cloth."

Master Qingyang did as he was told.

Liu An took the cloth, looked at it, and blurted out: "This is the divine pattern, where did you get it?"

"You know each other?" Su Xun and Daoist Qingyang's eyes lit up instantly.

Liu An shook his head: "This is the language used by the gods, and I only know a little bit."

"Then take a closer look at how much you know here." Su Xun said.

Liu An lowered his head and looked carefully, then raised his head after a while: "This is on the tombstone, right?"

"Yes, there are more." Su Xun asked.

Liu An blinked and blinked: "No, I only know these few words."

"Get out." Su Xun cursed without going back. I also knew it was a tombstone, so saying it was tantamount to not saying it.

Two hours later, the helicopter arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Su Xun and others got off the plane and were led by Taoist Qingyang to the place where he found the tombstone on the mountain.

Kunlun Mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and the wind is biting cold. Fortunately, they are not ordinary people and have no influence.

"It's not far ahead, and I don't know if the tombstone is still there. After all, it's been so many years."

After walking for two hours, Daoist Qingyang said to the crowd.

"There's someone there."

Suddenly, sharp-eyed Liu An saw a person in the snow.

Su Xun and others also saw a figure digging around a stone tablet with a shovel in his hand.

"It's that tombstone!" Daoist Qingyang shouted.

At the same time, the figure also saw Su Xun and the others, dropped the shovel, picked up the backpack on the side, turned and ran.

"Catch him!" Su Xun said.

Liu An instantly floated away like a ghost, and when he reappeared, he was already near the tombstone, kicking that person to the ground.

Su Xun and the others quickly walked over.

"Do you want to kill him?" Liu An asked, he had quickly entered the dogleg mode.

There is no way, in the face of absolute strength, there is no room for him not to bow his head.

The person held down by him was shocked when he heard this, and struggled to scream: "No, Mr. Su, it's me, it's me, I'm Professor Chen from the National Academy of History who contacted you."

Su Xun's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he signaled Liu An to let him go.

Professor Chen got up from the ground panting heavily, patting the snow on his body.

Su Xun stared at him intently: "Do you know those words, right?"

"Yes." Professor Chen smiled wryly. Now that he was discovered, he also looked bachelor and had nothing to pretend.

Su Xun nodded: "Tell me."

"I found this tombstone when I was climbing a mountain. At that time, I thought it was the tomb of some ethnic minority, but because I had never seen such writing, I took a photo."

"Then I went back and did some research and found that no ethnic minorities used this type of font. Then I became obsessed with studying this kind of script. It is everywhere in the south of the world. I searched for information everywhere. After more than [-] years, it can be regarded as a small gain."

"Until I saw the undersea tombstone in the live broadcast that day, and compared the two, I roughly translated the text on the tombstone."

Hearing this, Su Xun had to sigh secretly, this is a talent.

Professor Chen's tone became anxious: "This is the tombstone of the gods, and all the people buried under it are gods, so I came to Kunlun Mountain alone."

After all, there might be something good in the tomb of God, it is too attractive.

It's a pity that Su Xun and the others also came to find him, so he was doomed to fetch water from a bamboo basket and he was in vain.

Next, a group of people began to dig around the tombstone.

An hour later, they dug out a jade-like corpse from below, but it was just a corpse.

Three hours later, they dug up a large piece of bones, all kinds of bones, no coffin, let alone any treasures.