The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Wasn't it that the gates of the Qing Dynasty were forcibly opened by foreigners with cannons and guns?

Personal power, no matter how strong it is, still appears so small and weak in the face of terrifyingly powerful firearms.

No matter how talented you are and how powerful you are, under the tide of the times, you are just a slightly larger ant and not worth mentioning.

And anyone who tries to use the mantis as a chariot will surely be crushed by the wheels of history!

After thinking about this, Wu Changkong couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

He began to think about whether his behavior of supporting the fourth master to restore the old tradition was right or wrong.

"Fourth Master, times have changed after all..."

A sigh mixed with all kinds of helplessness made Wu Changkong seem a little older for a while.

The Fourth Master was currently wearing a black cloak.

Under the cloak, he asked with a lonely expression: "Wu Qiansui, do you even think so?"

Wu Changkong shook his head helplessly: "Although I don't want to admit it, this is the truth."

The fourth master was startled at first, and then his eyes suddenly turned cold.

He said firmly: "So what if times have changed? I will never bow to those rebellious officials and traitors. Even if I can't climb the Dabao again in the future, I can still be like those warlords and occupy the land and become the king. We still have a chance." !”

Yao Zhengyang's eyes were lifeless and he stared blankly at the miserable scene. He smiled bitterly and said, "Fourth Master, now that the Dragon Vein Society map has been destroyed, and the members of the Fuguo Society have been ambushed, with heavy casualties, how can there be any chance?"

"Of course we can't rely on our abilities, but if we can find that place, maybe I can get rid of the power of the curse and regain my life. I can even find another way to find powerful help and make a comeback."

Fourth Master's eyes were shining with hope.

"where?"

Yao Zhengyang asked.

"Fengmen Village."

Fourth Master replied, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.

"Fengmen Village? A place for the elderly?"

Wu Changkong's face was full of surprise.

He didn't expect that Fourth Master actually knew about the existence of that place.

"What Fengmen Village?"

Yao Zhengyang looked puzzled and asked very curiously: "Fourth Master, what kind of riddles are you and Qiantose Master doing there?"

Wu Changkong explained: "It is rumored that there are secrets of eternal life and endless treasures there. If we can find them, it may really help the fourth prince make a comeback!"

Fourth Master couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "Wu Qiansui is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he even knows such secrets."

"The word 'wind' in the three characters of Fengmen Village is thought by the world to be the 'wind' of 'wind and rain', but little does anyone know that it is actually the 'feng' of 'seal', because there is some terrible power sealed inside."

"This kind of power is not far behind the power of a true dragon. If it can be mastered by me, it will definitely help me reshape my body, improve my cultivation, and stand at the pinnacle of the world. Even if I achieve the status of Earth Immortal, it is not a bad idea. At that time, even Mrs. Yang...Yang Yunchan, I can kill him with a flip of my hand!"

Yao Zhengyang always felt that Fourth Master's idea was too ideal, but at this moment, after experiencing such a big change, he could still regain his confidence and find another way out, and it was not easy for him to question it face to face.

However, Yao Zhengyang was very curious about the feasibility of this matter, and he asked: "Fourth Master, how do you know this?"

The fourth master said truthfully: "This information comes from a manuscript in the imperial library. I found it in the library. It's normal for you not to know, Mr. Yao. However, Wu Qiansui has stayed in the library for so many years, so he must have Have you seen relevant records?”

Wu Changkong nodded and said: "Yes, I have seen some records about Fengmen Village in the Library Pavilion, but that place is unpredictable. It is said that people who enter it, even if they are lucky enough to come out alive, will be carried away. Curse, isn’t Fourth Master afraid of it?”

"What's so scary about me looking like a ghost now? It's better to enter it so that I can gain a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation."

Fourth Master's tone was firm, and he was obviously determined.

"I remember that the handbook didn't record the method of entering there, right?"

"Yes, there is no specific method recorded in the handbook, but I have seen some records about Fengmen Village in another ancient book. There are three entrances to this place."

"Which three?"

"Death Valley in Kunlun Mountains, Luohua Goddess Cave in Western Hunan, and the mountains behind Longhu Mountain."

"Okay, since Fourth Master has such courage and ambition, I will protect your safety and help you even if I give up this broken body."

Wu Changkong took out an iron fan from his arms and rushed outside.

The soldiers who had ceased fire outside saw that there was no movement inside.

Originally, I wanted to use fire to smoke out the people, and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

But at this time, Wu Changkong roared out of the cave with an iron fan.

Su Mingyuan immediately ordered everyone to raise their guns and shoot.

When Yang Yunchan, who had just come out of the underground palace, heard the intensive gunshots, his expression suddenly changed.

His figure flickered and he quickly appeared outside.

I saw a pair of soldiers standing ready outside.

All of them have resolute eyes, are well-trained, and are equipped with the latest Mauser rifles.

Seeing that the person coming was Yang Yunchan, Su Mingyuan looked solemn and immediately ordered his men to cease fire. He stepped forward respectfully, bowed and said, "Mr. Yang!"

Yang Yunchan nodded and asked him: "Why did you shoot those people?"

Su Mingyuan seemed to have expected that he would ask this question, so he explained unhurriedly: "Those people are the remnants of the previous dynasty. The commander-in-chief had already given orders in private. He was worried that you would miss your old friendship and not have the heart to attack those people, so Let us roughnecks do it for us."

Yang Yunchan was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that the president would actually retain such a hand.

It’s true that “accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger”!

Although the other party is not yet a monarch, in a sense, what he has done is already more than a monarch.

When he thought of this, Yang Yunchan did not stop him anymore.

The folding fan in Wu Changkong's hand was airtight. It was unknown what kind of metal the folding fan was made of, but the bullets could not hurt him at all.

The soldiers in the front row ran out of bullets quickly, and they all retreated, hoping to be replaced by soldiers in the back row to make up for it in time.

But how could Wu Changkong give them a chance?

He flipped his wrist, and dozens of silver needles appeared between his fingers and were thrown in all directions.

Suddenly needles rained down from the sky, killing the soldiers who were about to shoot.

The fourth master in the passage saw this scene and immediately called for everyone to come out.

The people of Fuguo Society fought and retreated under the cover of Wu Changkong. They didn't know how many soldiers had come and whether there were reinforcements, so they didn't dare to fight.

In the end, after losing dozens of people, everyone in the Fuguo Society fought their way out of the tight siege and fled into the vast forests of the Taihang Mountains.