All Heavens Gou Xian

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. If you accept the country's filth, you are called the lord of the country; if you accept the country's bad luck, you are the king of the world.

To enjoy the authority of the Black Emperor, one must fulfill the obligations of the Black Emperor and have corresponding responsibilities and responsibilities.

As the number one master of mimicry in the universe, Zhen Yuanzi shoulders the mission of teaching Luo Feng.

With the sleeves fluttering, the universe is turned upside down, time emerges, the details are created, and all kinds of derivative probabilities are integrated into it.

Various abnormal parameters, unknown variables, worst and best possibilities are quietly born.

The most important right in the world is nothing else, but the right to choose. The reason Da Luo is invincible is that they can start over indefinitely and have unlimited choices forever.

Simulating the future and analyzing probabilities are the basic qualities of every big Luo. If the ordinary big Luo is one, the supernatural being is ten, and the Zhenyuanzi is more than sixty points.

This is the craft of eating, diversity comes first!

Chaos is upside down, time splashes wonderful flowers, and waves turn into quantum states, affecting countless time and space.

There is a country, named Yu, with the patriarchal system, the clan surname is Ji, the main clan, and the title of emperor;

In 3000, the new year ushered in the beginning of reform, and the festival reached the dynasty.The crown is lifted up, and the crown and sword are connected.Eight-tone ensemble, everything is announced.Chen Shengli is often held, wishing to last for thousands of years; in 6000 years, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty will be in peace, and the cup will be offered.The cloud is full of auspiciousness, and the shadow of the sun grows at the beginning.Well-dressed and full of bells and chimes.Lingyi Kesheng, Jiahui Chapter; 8000 years: Court Chen Dale, sit as Taiwei.Condensed and negative, and the end arch hangs down.The mandarin luan is in a row, and the hairpin group is shining.The fragrance of the imperial furnace is scattered, and the fragrance is full of gloom.

In the Yu Dynasty, from the martial arts and the rule of all things by virtue, to the reign of the Ming Emperor, with rich clothes and clothes, and finally the rites and music settled the world, and hundreds of schools came together. It has lasted for eight thousand years, and the destiny has come to an end.

At the end of 8000, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the world was in constant disputes, schools of thought rose up side by side, wisdom and political reform coexisted, and tricks and plots went hand in hand.

There is a country in the northwest, named Xiong, after the Black Emperor Zhuanxu, after eight thousand years of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States, the national power has grown stronger.

During the time of Duke Xiongmu, he appointed virtuous and capable men, humbly accepted advice, destroyed twelve countries, opened up thousands of miles, and the national power grew day by day.Duke Xiongxiao succeeds to the throne, emphasizing law, agriculture, soldiers, Yin and Yang families, and the national power flourishes again.

Passed on to the next six generations, there will be great talents and general plans, the king of destiny will be born, and the survivors of the sixth generation will fight hard to conquer the inner world, swallow the great Yu and destroy the princes, act as the supreme and control the Liuhe, hold on to beat and flog the world, and vibrate the world.

Since then, the Daxiong Xian Dynasty was established, and hundreds of schools were collected, soldiers were abolished, folk practices were prohibited, and all Taoists were suppressed with dragon energy.

Luo Feng sat on a pile of loess, muttering in a low voice: "I'm so stupid, really"

A generation of ancestral dragons swallowed the world, and successively destroyed the six countries of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, and Qi, and completed the unification. And it was in the prime of life, and its cultivation was unfathomable. It is estimated that it would not be a problem to live another ten thousand years. It's true long live long live long live.

How does this kind of opponent play? !

Checking it out, Luo Feng sighed again, his physique was like that of a mortal.

They start with a bowl and fight the world empty-handed, but they don't even have a bowl.

As for restoring cultivation and breaking the game violently, this violates the rules of the game and is tantamount to failure. Please try again, heroes.

It seems that after hearing Luo Feng's complaint, in order to prove that God's will has not abandoned him, a piece of information spread.

Zulong died in the Xingtai sand dunes during his east tour in 5400 of the Xiongli calendar.

Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't overthrow Zulong head-on, everything would be easy.

Xiong Er is an heir, and he doesn't have the courage to fight the world with his bare hands. Compared with Zulong, he is much easier to deal with.

"Is my opponent you? Emperor Xiong Er."

Luo Feng murmured, and then looked into the distance.

Now his goal is to keep going, set a small goal first, and keep him for 400 years.

Zulong is very powerful, I can't beat you, but I can beat you to death, as long as I live long, I will dance on the grave sooner or later.

Green hills, white horses, small bridges and flowing water.

Everything is picturesque, but Luo Feng is very depressed because these things do not belong to him.

There is only one reason, household registration, household registration, household registration!

Important things are said three times. What is the most important thing in the new world? !

Household registration is the most important.

If you don’t know the language, you can pretend to be dumb, you can’t read, you can pretend to be blind, you can pretend to be a fool without common sense, but if you don’t have a household registration, you are a black household registration.

The Daxiong Xian Dynasty ruled the country with legalism, and the laws were the most stringent, only protecting the human rights of those with household registration.

In other words, in the Daxiong Xian Dynasty, a person was considered a person if he had a household registration, and he was not considered a person if he did not have a household registration.

Refugees without household registration are similar to livestock. They can be bought and sold, they can be slaves, and they can even be rewarded for reporting to the government.

It's not that Luo Feng is not stable enough, but that he really has no household registration, and he doesn't even know the name of the place if he wants to lie.

On the tiger chair, a middle-aged man was playing with a stone ball, and said casually: "Consider what's going on, if you want to sell salt with me, I'll send you to the Yamen."

The younger brother Ma Zai on both sides held a pair of red sticks and stared at him. Only Luo Feng dared to utter a word, and immediately hit him.

Get half dead, and then drag it to the Yamen for rewards.

Luo Feng sneered, how could he work for you, a private salt dealer, since his family is dignified and a generation of emperors.

His head was raised at 45 degrees, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I want to take a profit!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed immediately, he waved his big hand and said, "Untie the ties, sir, please come to my room for a private talk."

The boss gave an order, and the younger brother knew that the situation had changed.

Immediately put on a bright smile, turning faces is faster than turning pages.

"How offended, sir, offended."

The younger brother who guarded the bundle obsequiously supported Luo Feng, like a dog.

Seeing this, Luo Feng smiled softly: "From now on, we will be brothers. One family does not speak two different languages, so I dare to ask brothers what to call them."

"Little Chen Hu, I hope Mr. will take care of you in the future." Chen Hu with delicate features said in a low voice, Luo Feng nodded, fully agreeing.

Between the two of them talking, the rope had been loosened and they were free again. Luo Feng cupped his hands and said to the boss: "Please let me wash up, old knife handle."

The middle-aged man, that is, the old swordsman, turned his eyes and laughed heartily: "I didn't think twice, Chen Hu quickly take Mr. down, please come to the yard at night."

"Thank you!" Luo Feng cupped his fists and saluted.

Following Chen Hu down, the two chatted one after another.

Because Luo Feng was about to join the gang, Chen Hu was eager to curry favor and leaked a lot of information.

Chapter No.16 Ten Years Later (Fourth Update)

Talking with Chen Hu in detail all the way, Luo Feng learned a lot of information.

The Daxiong Xian Dynasty is based on military merits, nobles and old clans. The rulers have surnames, and the common people have surnames without surnames.

The veteran swordsman of the Xuan'an gang is also a nobleman, but he was kicked out of his house and can only sell private salt in Xuan'an County.

"The white gloves of the noble family?" Luo Feng nodded thoughtfully, and then asked casually, "Do you know which family the old sword is from?!"

"This..." Chen Hu looked embarrassed, hesitating.

Luo Feng understood, and didn't press the question, but changed the subject: "What is the maximum distance we can go in this line of business?"

Chen Hu thought for a while: "Anyuan, Xuan'an, Xisha four or five counties."

Luo Feng smiled knowingly, no accident, the old swordsman's family was among them, and they were very prominent.

Otherwise, you can't do it, private salt business.

Such things as intelligence are created in this way.

At night, there is a slight wind and waves, and the river is full of stars.

Under the shining of the stars, Chen Hu led Luo Feng to a brightly lit courtyard.

Stepping into the courtyard, Luo Feng first noticed that it wasn't the handle of the old knife, but the pearl on the roof.

With the power stone function, the prohibition drawn inside is relative to the circuit.

Seeing that Luo Feng first paid attention to the jewel of the magic weapon, the old swordman was not displeased, but laughed out loud: "Sir, I haven't seen the light ball for a long time. It must have been hard work for many years."

"This thing, I, Daxiong, has already started mass production, and I will give it to my husband some other day."

Luo Feng savored the words carefully and felt the connotation in them.

The more he talked, the more mistakes he made, Luo Feng was not ready to speak, and he sensed that the old swordsman had some sympathy for him and regarded him as a vulnerable group.

With a thought, he clenched his hands into fists, blue veins popped out of his fair skin, his eyes couldn't help being a little moist, he was about to cry, he wanted to cry.

Sure enough, the old swordsman made up his own brain, and then sighed: "The old man is gone, why should you remember it, my Daxiong didn't kill all the nobles of the six countries."

"Voluntary defectors can be granted household registration to Nobita, and start over."

It turns out that the old swordsman regards me as a remnant of the six kingdoms, no wonder, my family's skin is not to mention overwhelming, it is also magnificent, extraordinary temperament, must be the ruling class, but I can't show my household registration.

Besides the remnant nobles of the Six Kingdoms, who else has these two characteristics.

After thinking about it for a while, Luo Feng revealed a look of grief and indignation, and said decisively: "The old country is destroyed, and it is already a humiliation to live in vain. How can you take refuge in the enemy's country? Feng would rather die."

Hearing this, the old swordsman's eyes flashed with joy, but he still pretended to be calm and comforted: "Since sir is unwilling to join the imperial court, my Xuan'an gang is willing to hire you as a consultant, and every time you sell salt, you will get half of the net profit."

"What do you think sir?"

Luo Feng pondered for a while, and said with some hesitation: "After I am a noble, how can I serve the common people."

The old swordsman laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Sir, I don't know, I can be a nobleman, but the business is not worth it, so I can't involve the family."

Luo Feng's expression loosened when he heard the words, and after turning around in place a few times, he looked up to the sky and sighed, "That's the only way to go. I will meet the master's house at Xiafengshu."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." The old swordsman took a step back and returned a half-respect: "In the future, I will be a brother, and I will be Lei Meng, and I will fight for it."

"I've seen brother Chong."

Luo Feng smiled lightly, his household registration, food and clothing issues have been settled.It seems that there is still potential to dig deep. Raymond's first tool man must be used well to become the first pot of gold.

A few days later, Luo Feng finally understood why Lei Meng had to recruit him.

In this era, although magic tools have been mass-produced, only the ruling class, nobles, and generals can enjoy the benefits of leadership.

The literacy rate of the common people is extremely low, and it is slightly better in the areas farther from the Central Plains. There may be one literate person in a hundred people, but Xuan'an County is in a peripheral area, surrounded by mountains, and it is not possible to find one literate person in a thousand people.

In the entire Xuan'an County, there are not many people who have read books. It is the right of nobles to read and read.

As for the level of counselor, don't be kidding, there may be a few third-rate characters in the county.

In such a big environment, illiterate ordinary people can only engage in agriculture, or go to factories to assemble parts one after another until they also become a part of the factory.

"People's livelihood is difficult?!"

Luo Feng held his pen and stared, as if seeing Daxiong Xianchao turned into a giant factory under the control of a huge giant hand.

Everyone works repeatedly in this factory, day after day, and finally becomes a part.

Is this form okay? !It is definitely not friendly to the people at the bottom, but for the high-level people, the higher the level, the more benefits they can enjoy.

But the people at the bottom, why should they endure this kind of exploitation?

"Because they don't have a choice."

Luo Feng asked himself and answered, he seemed to have seen how to crack the Xianxiong Empire.

The right to choose is always the most important right, whether it is for Da Luo or for ordinary people.

Because the big Luo has countless choices, he can do whatever he wants, while ordinary mortals seem to have choices, but in fact they only have one choice.

Compared with the war in the Seven Kingdoms, the days when the flames of war were raging, precarious, and even food was not available, Xianxiong was undoubtedly a paradise.

In Xianxiong, you can eat food, no matter how hard or tired you are, you can also eat food, and you will not be starved to death.

As for eating meat and eating enough, I dare not imagine that since ancient times, it has been the right of the noble lord to eat meat.

Luo Feng withdrew his gaze and moved the pen.

There is a word in my heart, it has always been like this, right? !

Ten years later.

Luo Feng seems to have matured a lot. After ten years, Luo Feng has a clear understanding of the strength of Dao Xianxiong Empire.

The more you know, the more shocking you will be.

So in the past ten years, Luo Feng did not take any special measures, but actively integrated into the Xuan'an Gang and became a member of it.

On my own one-acre three-point land, experiment with the superiority and specific implementation of the right to choose.

In the past ten years, the gang leader Lei Meng has also relied more and more on Luo Feng, asking for answers to everything.