Chapter 290 Wizard
"Take care, everyone."

In the night, Li Si stood outside the Tushan Monarch Temple. After cupping his fists and saluting, he turned around and fell into the darkness.

Everyone has his own ambitions, and he cannot force others to be the same as him.

What's more, the method of gathering incense and fire to become a god is really quite comfortable, with small risks and high benefits. Once this world becomes history, it can be turned into a historical territory by backhand.

And following him to Xixia Pass, not to mention the long distance, the benefits are also insignificant. Could it be that his historical destiny can be divided into five?
So, leave it alone.

Without the other four people, especially without Huang Zhong's wayfinding, Li Si had to be more careful when walking. He made three sets of paper armor for himself, a paper shield, a paper sword, and finally a paper sword. Take the paper crossbow.

There is also an extra paper umbrella in the backpack, which was given by those historical scumbags. It can be used to shelter from the rain. As long as you don't jump into the water, it will not be affected. This solves one of his worries.

After walking for about 300 miles in the middle of the night, a huge black mountain appeared in front of him, which was extraordinarily majestic and huge. Li Si sighed in his heart, knowing that the good times were coming to an end.

The areas they passed through these days are basically hilly areas, and even if there are occasional mountains, the range is not large.

But the mountain in front of him is definitely a famous mountain, and there is a great possibility of monsters in this kind of mountain.

Of course, this monster can't be the kind it was 800 years ago. It needs heavy defense in the Great Xia Immortal Kingdom.

But such a monster is not something that Li Si can deal with at this time.

After thinking about it, he decided to take a detour.

It's still far away from this big mountain, so I bypassed it far away, just for the sake of safety.

In this way, Li Si ran for the rest of the night in one breath, about four or five hundred miles away. At dawn, there was still the dark mountain in front of him.

Looking at the time, he decided to go to the mountain in front of him to find a place to hide. His condition is not afraid of the sun, but walking in the sun during the day is too exhausting.

This mountain is not high, it belongs to the foot of the extended mountain, with lush vegetation and jagged boulders, it is very suitable for concealment.

With a paper shield in his left hand and a paper arrow in his right hand, Li Si climbed up the mountain without finding any danger. He found a crevice in the rock to hide, then closed his eyes and meditated. There was a sound of crying and howling. When I looked around, there was a funeral procession on the other side of the mountain. It seemed to be a wealthy family. Anyway, the procession was very impressive.

Li Si didn't care too much, and continued to hide in the crevice of the rock to rest. After a long time, the outside became quiet, the funeral procession returned, and another tomb was added in the mountain.

At sunset in the afternoon, Li Si got out of a crack in the rock and was about to go on his way. He casually glanced at the tomb, but saw a sad middle-aged man sitting on it.

The moment he saw the other party, the middle-aged man also saw Li Si as if he had a feeling.

But the other party didn't turn into a ghost with fangs and rushed over, but his eyes were confused and even more distressed.

Li Si walked a few steps, but after all, he still couldn't suppress his inner curiosity, and turned back, and the eyes of the middle-aged man also changed, with surprise and doubt, but in the end it turned into a look of sorrow, obviously he Still can't accept the fact that I'm dead.

"Brother please."

Li Sigong cupped his hands, and the middle-aged man sized him up a few times before he spoke,
"What's the matter with you?"

"Excuse me, I'm just a little curious. Why are you the only one here?" Li Si pointed to the other tombs. This is obviously the cemetery of a big family, let alone a few dozen, but logically speaking, it shouldn't be at this time. Only middle-aged people themselves.

"I do not know."

The middle-aged man answered very simply, there is no solution to this answer.

Li Si stared at the middle-aged man for a while, and found that his body seemed to be a little blurry, especially after being illuminated by the sunset in the evening.

"I'm leaving."

The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and faced the west. Over there, because the sun was setting, a huge shadow was engulfing the earth, less than a few hundred meters away.

"Where are you going?" Li Si asked subconsciously.

"I don't know, but when the shadow comes, I'm probably going to leave."

"Shadow?" Li Si glanced back, thoughtfully, he wanted to verify whether the present world was going to return to the right track.

Immediately, he took out a set of paper armor and said, "We are destined to meet each other, and I will give you a set of armor to go on the road."

The middle-aged man did not refuse, or in other words, as the shadow approached, his body and mind became blurred, and the clarity even dropped by more than half in a very short period of time.

And the paper armor merged with his body as soon as he approached, as if he had been dazed, woke up abruptly, looked around for a few times, suddenly it was different, and even his body quickly stabilized.

A few seconds later, the shadow enveloped him, Li Si didn't feel anything, and the middle-aged man staggered as if he was in a strong wind and was about to be blown away, but in the end, nothing happened.

But at that moment, Li Si clearly felt the outline of the first heaven in history.

If he didn't consider the loss, he could even return to the first heaven in one step at that moment just now.

This world is getting closer to becoming history.

Li Si was a little anxious, if he couldn't get to Xixia Pass before the critical point, it would be too late.

"I didn't leave?" The middle-aged man was very surprised at this moment, it seemed that even his intelligence had returned to normal.

"What did you see just now?" Li Si asked after considering his words.

"I don't know, but it seems to be a line. I want to cross that line, and I should also cross that line, but in retrospect, it is extremely blurred."

"Also, I remember that after putting on this armor, I felt that the line was much farther away."

"Then why don't you try taking it off now?" Li Si kindly suggested.

The middle-aged man was silent, and then smiled wryly, "I can't bear it, I think I'm fine now, more solid than ever, no different from when I was alive."

"Whatever, it's my turn to go now, goodbye."

Li Si cupped his hands, he was in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man suddenly spoke.

"Dare to ask, are you an old thief of history?"

"Huh? You know a lot." Li Si stopped, surprised.

"Bucai used to be Yang Gan, the head secretary of Ninghui County, Nanzhou Prefecture, a Ninth Grade Wen monk, and knew a thing or two about history." The middle-aged man cupped his hands.

Well, a living official, this is a big fish.

"You are a cultivator of Ninth Grade Wen, how long will you live, what is the cause of death?" Li Si was very interested.

"Shou 62, due to old age and frailty, he was busy with government affairs and died in office."

"What's the current situation?"

"Five years ago, Emperor Shengshenwu passed away, and the new emperor came to the throne, unable to suppress the world. Now nearly a hundred princes in various places are divided into separate regimes, fighting for years, and the future is dark."

"Aren't you afraid of me, an old thief of history?" Li Si asked with a smile, because this Yang Gan's attitude was a bit too upright, answering every question, respectful and respectful, it's not proper.

But Yang Qian suddenly bowed to Li Si and saluted, "If you can save all the people in the world, what about the old thief of history? The world will suffer for a long time!"

"800 years ago, there were still billions of people in the Great Xia Immortal Kingdom, tens of millions of civil and military monks, the world was connected, and the four sides surrendered. However, since Emperor Shengshenwu ascended the throne, in 800 years, the civil and military monks' orthodoxy has been extinct, and all the high-level masters have been killed. Eight hundred years ago, even a Ninth-Rank Wen cultivator like me could easily live a hundred years, but now I can only live to be 800 years old."

"In the land of Kyushu, one county and one government are often extinct. Today, there are less than [-] million people in Kyushu. If this is the case, who is more terrifying?"

"I have read history books and know something about 800 years ago, but I don't know why in the past 800 years, I haven't seen the old thief of history?"

Li Si laughed when he heard the words, the old thief of history was afraid of being killed a long time ago, how dare he come out, but there is no need to say this.

"I'm going to Xixia Pass, are you interested in joining me? I'm in need of a guide."

(End of this chapter)

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