Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

Daqing Dynasty, Qinghe three years.

It has been 20 years since a thunderbolt destroyed the Demon Cult.

Wait, has this plot ever been told?

If I remember correctly, Ren Donglai, Yu Daozi, Yun Xinyuan, Yun Suihe and others reunited at the original site of the Demon Sect to discuss the matter of King Xian, who is now the new emperor secretly killing Wulin and General Xiao.

Twenty years ago, it was this inconspicuous His Royal Highness King Xian who started from Jiangnan Lin's family and cooperated with Xue Yuanyuan of Yunlai Trading Company to take advantage of Wang Bujiu, who wanted revenge, to gradually control the Central Plains martial arts.

The old emperor of the Qing Dynasty was called the "beggar emperor", not to say that he had any relationship with Zhu Yuanzhang, but because of the court's scheming in his early years, this saint once lived among the people begging for a living.

The old emperor was also wise and martial in his early years, but the older he got, the more confused he became.

Back then, King Jing was favored and the Crown Prince was crowned, but King Xian was sent to the Jiangnan fief early on, so he didn't have a chance at all.

But I don't want to be reconciled, anyway, the father is getting old and confused every day, anyway, the crown prince and Prince Jing are fighting like black-eyed chickens, if you don't try hard to provoke them, let them fight each other, you will be the fisherman, and you will be king will feel bad.

After taking control of the Central Plains Wulin and Yunlai Commercial Firm, King Xian became even more powerful. He married Xue Yuanyuan, a merchant woman, as his concubine.

The crown prince was abolished, and the old emperor was hit hard. He passed away the year before last, and before he died, he finally sobered up for a moment, unwilling to pass on the throne to Prince Jing, whom he once loved.

Things have gone through 99 steps, how could Prince Jing give up on the last step?After the death of the old emperor, he issued an edict to seize the throne.

King Xian finally waited for this golden opportunity, which was rare in a thousand years, and he sent troops from the south of the Yangtze River to punish the rebels and successfully ascended to the throne.And the concubine Xue Yuanyuan was also promoted to imperial concubine, raising the much-loved second prince under her knees.

Now that King Xian has been on the throne for two years, he is gradually becoming dissatisfied with the powerful forces in the world. Of course, his goal is not only the martial arts, but also General Xiao, who is the rock of Daqing, and the king of Nanjiang.

As an ambitious emperor, who can resist the temptation to "unify the world, order the world, and dare not obey"?

Now that General Xiao is returning to Beijing to report on his duties, the various forces that have been dormant for many years are ready to move again.

The unshaven man in the green shirt patted the wine gourd on his waist, and poured the treasured nectar in front of an ordinary maple tree. The soil gradually became moist. Ren Donglai sighed: "One part two wide 20 In [-], Brother Sa is lonely down here? I don’t know if he was reincarnated or waiting for us in the underworld.”

"Don't worry, we might come to see you in a few days."

What they are going to do this time is extremely dangerous, rounded up, almost directly against the new emperor, not just against a few martial arts seniors like back then.Even though Ren Donglai claimed that "heavenly secrets are exhausted", he also felt that he probably had to take his life into it.

However, there are some things that must be done even if they will kill you.

Ren Donglai kept talking like a chatterbox, while Yun Suihe and the others stood quietly by the side remembering the old man.They are not afraid of life and death ahead, but lament that the world has changed and people have changed, but the struggle in court and martial arts has never changed.

They lived to be more than 40 years old, and they were in the martial arts world. Each of them was a big boss of one side, and there was nothing to scare them.

……

almost none.

After all, any normal person can no longer maintain a calm expression when he sees his friend who was struck to death by lightning more than 20 years ago appearing in front of him alive and kicking.

I was supposed to die, how could I forge the Godslayer Spear without paying any price?

While burning the soul, the energy of the world collected by Leon, Clive and others is also integrated into this spear/spear, making it truly capable of destroying heaven and earth.

The god-killing spear kept absorbing energy, and when the soul was about to be exhausted, Garuda finally made a move.

That's right, Garuda didn't run out of strength in the second week.

It is absolutely impossible for her to watch the last "fire" go out.

Garuda gave me his own strength, and at the same time threw the heavy responsibility of recovering civilization on my shoulders.

I suspect that she is deliberately revenge: Aren't you going to betray us?Now that I'm dead, you can just be a social animal and find a way to revive your dead world... The above are all my own imagination.

In fact, when Garuda was annihilated due to the exhaustion of energy, she didn't say anything.

She made me the successor of Garuda, not only inheriting energy and mission, but also inheriting the technology, genetic map, and various databases of the entire civilization.

What else can I do?Continue to stay in the interstellar world, become the new "dark side of the universe", and fall in love with the lunatics of the Rose Army?

That must be impossible.

Moreover, the interstellar world will be in a state of nervousness for a long time after this catastrophe. I don't want to challenge the empire's technological and military values.What's more, I never agree with the method of "replacing civilization and destroying other worlds".

The dead are long gone, the living should be like this.I'm more inclined to...rebuild than replace.

Rebuild civilization, not replace it.

Sow the seeds of civilization and wait for them to take root again.

So, I decided to follow the last thunder and go back to the world of the Demon Cult.

Well, but is it a bit of a dimensionality reduction blow to engage in interstellar civilization-level infrastructure in the feudal world?

It doesn't matter, I'm just looking for a place to incubate civilization temporarily. After the population and technological level increase, we can move the base to the moon or Mars.The universe is so big, there is no need to stay on earth and bully children.

Traveling through the cracks in time and space for 2 minutes, and arriving in the world of the Demon Cult, 20 years have passed.Looking at this outrageous time conversion ratio, and looking at the obviously frightened "friend" in front of me, I am already feeling tired.

I'm just a salted fish trying to lie flat, why should I take on the heavy responsibility of rebuilding civilization? !

"Daozhang Yu, Brother Ren, Xinyuan, Suihe," I gently called these familiar names, "Everyone, long time no see."

Although the friends have all become reliable adults with different looks and dresses, Garuda's face recognition system can anchor the bones.

The first one to recover was Yu Daozi, worthy of being born with a Taoist body, with a free and easy mind, unlike Ren Gouzi next to him, who was still in a state of brain shutdown.

Taoist cultivators have no fear of ghosts and gods. There was also a Taoist master Feng Xu Yufeng and dreamwalking around the sky.

Now it's just the resurrection of the dead, well, it's not strange, it's not strange.

"Long time no see, is Sanin okay?" Yun Xinyuan was dressed in Nanjiang costumes, and when she nodded with a smile, the silver ornaments shook and collided with each other, jingling, crisp and melodious.

Has this girl even changed her style of painting?

I nodded, and just as I was about to speak, I heard Fat Tiger ask naively as always: "Sanin, are you still human?"

"No." I said briefly.

As Garuda's successor, I am now more like an energy body, and I can even change my appearance at will.The reason for maintaining the original shape of the Demon Cult world is just to better fit the world background.

Everyone was silent for a while, Ren Gouzi finally succeeded in restarting, he subconsciously stroked the wine gourd on his waist, as if he wanted to drink a few gulps, but finally shook his head and said: "Brother Sa came back from the dead, is it because of General Xiao's business?"

Who?

I was stunned, and it took me a long time to find out the memories in the corners by means of a comprehensive search of the memory database.

There was indeed such a person. Back then, there were five heaven-level exercises in Jianghu, and General Xiao was the owner of one of them.However, the imperial court and the martial arts never interfered with each other, and General Xiao was stationed at the frontier and never participated in the affairs of the Central Plains martial arts.

I straightened my clothes and said with a smile, "Brother Ren, why don't you tell me in detail?"

20 years, whether it is long or not, is not short.What's more, many things had signs at the beginning, which made people vaguely guess what.

I squatted on the ground, holding a branch in my hand, and painting on the wet soil that smelled of wine.

I'm actually not interested in the affairs of Xinhuang, Xue Yuanyuan and General Xiao.

For this world, I am a dead person, so it doesn't matter if my friends treat me as a ghost.

The most urgent task is to find a safe and sparsely populated place in this world to build the first civilization base. It is best to have a fixed water source and rich minerals nearby.

When the prototype of the base is completed, the first batch of children can be born, twenty, and when they grow up, the second batch can be raised, which can increase to one hundred.If all goes well, there will be a thousand-person base within a few decades.

Let's set a small goal first, to have a population of 100 within 2 years, and then make a decision according to the situation, whether to stay on the earth or start exploring the universe.

I made a circle in southern Xinjiang and northern border. These two places are sparsely populated, and they are both good choices for establishing bases.

But forcibly grabbing land is not my style.

"You just said, King Xian, um, what does the new emperor want to do?" I raised my head with interest and asked, "What plans do you have, I will join."

If you want land, is there any faster way than trading with the royal family?

If the new emperor doesn't want to agree, then help Xue Yuanyuan crush him to death, and replace the second prince with the throne?

I felt that my eyes might be a little too excited, so that Yun Suihe, who was opposite me, shivered.

It is absolutely impossible to directly break into the imperial city, kill the emperor, and threaten with high-tech force...

First, I just want to build a base quietly, and leave the earth quietly in the future. I don't want to disturb the progress of civilization in this world.

Secondly, most of Garuda's energy needs to be used to maintain the gene pool and database, and there are not many parts that can be used freely.

Therefore, Garuda had to pretend to be the "dark side of the universe" in the interstellar world to deceive fools like the Rose Army to believe in him.Religion is really a good thing, you can move it wherever you need it, and it specializes in fooling fools from all over the world.

"Assassination of the emperor? Yes, but not necessary." Sitting in the Tianzi room of the inn, I tasted the Longjing tea in the teacup, and smiled at the fat tiger who was watching secretly, "The death of the new emperor will only cause more troubles." What a hassle."

Ren Donglai nodded: "It has only been two years since King Xian ascended the throne. There is King Qi in the east, King Chu in the south, and King Liang in the west. If the new emperor dies suddenly at this time, I am afraid that the three kings will fight each other, and there will be another bloody storm. The Yi people in the north are staring at each other, if General Xiao has something good or bad, if no one suppresses the border, and there will be troubles in the court again, Bomo Shanyu may take advantage of the fire and loot."

"If we don't do anything, the new emperor will not stop. First kill General Xiao, then destroy the martial arts, and finally enter the southern border." Yun Xinyuan's face was slightly cold, "Since he became emperor, he has been used to going smoothly. I'm afraid I won't compromise."

I sighed and put down the cup in my hand: "Why don't I go to the palace first and meet another old friend."

Everyone looked at each other without saying a word. From their point of view, ghosts and gods can come and go freely, and maybe they can fly into the sky and escape from the ground.

Oh wait, I sure can.

"Be careful," Yu Daozi's tone was cold, but his attitude was as gentle as ever. "If you have time to go to Shushan, Master misses you very much."

Um?I have such a good friendship with Pei Xiao?

"He always has regrets about your master."

When Ding Yao was mentioned, the atmosphere in the room was a bit stagnant, and Yun Suihe's gaze fell on me involuntarily.

I lowered my eyes and stared at the tea leaves floating up and down in the teacup, and said softly: "The dead are long gone, and the living should be like this."

Along the way, I have lost too much, what can I do besides accepting it?Is it like the previous Garuda who was in a daze, thinking all day about bringing the dead back to life and restarting the world?

I smiled slightly: "After this matter is over, I will go to Shushan to see the head of Pei."

Half a month later, I rode a bay red horse and wore light blue clothes to the gate of the capital. I dismounted and took out a guide, and handed it to the guards for inspection.

Thank you, for things like energy, saving a little is a little bit.

Even as the new Garuda, without any resources, he still relies on horseback riding.

The city guards took my broken silver, exchanged Lu Yin, and let me enter the city.

The foot of the Son of Heaven is naturally very prosperous, the streets are filled with all kinds of hawking, the passers-by along the way seem to be in good spirits, and there are even inter-ethnic exchanges.Not to mention whether the new emperor's ambitions are too big, at least he is considered a qualified emperor.

Much better than the old and confused Emperor Xian.

Yu Daozi, Ren Donglai and others have already separated from me. They have special identities, and it will be more troublesome if they go together. Twenty years have passed, and few people remember Sanin of the Demon Cult. My face will not arouse suspicion wherever I go.

I led the horse to Xue's mansion, and I could feel several lines of sight from the secret without turning my head.

As a concubine's mother's family, I think there are countless pairs of eyes staring at her every day.

The concierge came out impatiently, with the special arrogance of a big family, far inferior to the quality of the concierge of the Jiangnan Xue family back then.

"Let's inform Mrs. Xue that the younger generation will be waiting here." I stuffed a wooden box and a silver ingot into the concierge's hand. good?"

The Xue family was originally from Jiangnan, so the concierge naturally saw a lot of poor relatives from Jiangnan.

But for the sake of the ingot, I still went in to report impatiently.After about a stick of incense, he appeared at the door again, with a little suspicion on his face, and welcomed me into the mansion according to the master's instructions.

In the living room, a wealthy old lady with white hair but strong spirit was leaning on a cane, staring in a daze at the opened wooden box. There was nothing strange in it, only a clean Supa.

However, there was a familiar cold fragrance coming from that Fang Supa. How many years had she not smelled this smell?

20 years ago?or longer?

I came calmly from outside the door, saluted and said, "Mrs. Xue, long time no see."

Harvest hell expression +1

"Are you resurrected from the dead, or are you immortal?" The old lady asked in surprise, her hand holding the cane was trembling.

I asked curiously, "Why didn't someone impersonate, with ulterior motives, to scheme against the imperial concubine's mother's family?"

Mrs. Xue said with a smile: "Most of my body has been buried in the ground, and I have known countless people in my life. Naturally, I won't admit mistakes to my old friends. It is not so easy to find a cat or a dog to deceive me."

"You have always been extraordinary." I sat in the guest's seat, neither mentioned the thing that was calculated back then, nor took the initiative to explain the purpose of coming, but tasted Xue's dim sum full of nostalgia.

No matter how many worlds I've been through, I still have to say Chef Xue's is the best!

"Is my nephew here to settle the previous accounts?"

"What you're saying is that the imperial concubine used herself as a bait and used the dispute between the demon religion and the righteous way to get the Central Plains martial arts for King Xian?" I shook my head with a sincere expression, "Oh, that was how many years ago , Damn it or not, it’s all buried in the ground now, so what’s the point of reckoning with it?”

"Since that's the case, what's the matter with my nephew coming here?"

"Specially present the technique of immortality to His Majesty."

My eyebrows and eyes were curved, and I was not afraid of the swordsman ambushing outside the hall. I looked at the old lady with bright eyes: "Whether it is resurrection from the dead or immortality, your majesty and empress will be interested, won't you?"

Both were fatal attractions for any feudal emperor.

Don't be afraid that the fish will not take the bait.