Starting from the other world, I joined the chat group at the same time

"Devil, you are doing evil things and going against the will of heaven. You are doomed to have a bad end!"

Linghu Chong, whose body was covered in frost, stared at Xia Lang and shouted in despair and anger:

Xia Lang was too lazy to explain or ask him anything. He just waved his hand, and the eunuchs of the Wugen Army immediately beheaded them all with a sinister smile.

God’s will? He was about to leave. What could God do to him?

"Well, do whatever you need to do, whether it's hunting for the scalps of those Jurchens in the mountains or something else."

Looking at these guys staring at him eagerly, Xia Lang just waved his hand casually, exhaled a breath of hot air and smiled.

"After finishing the real work, I also want to go sightseeing. Tianchi."

Volume 113: Xia Lang's Various Transmigrations: Chapter 109 . [Zongwu] New Character - Tiansha

Xia Lang said he was going to travel, and he really was going to travel.

Moving forward along the Liaodong plain, Xia Lang soon reached the endless Siberian plain. Flapping his golden wings, he flew forward while admiring the vast land.

Then, when he flew out of the Central Plains, he met a group of foreigners with horse faces, blond hair and blue eyes.

It was only at this time that Xia Lang realized that he had flown to the territory of the Principality of Moscow.

Faced with Xia Lang, a Khitan man with wings, some of these Slavs regarded him as an angel, while others thought he was an evil Khitan devil.

Xia Lang did not stay here for long, because some stupid Orthodox Christians rushed over and wanted to burn him at the stake while he was admiring the vast frozen land, which made him very unhappy.

He came here for sightseeing, so of course he wouldn't be in a good mood when he met such a group of crazy people.

Since they wanted to burn themselves with fire, Xia Lang felt that he needed to let these people see what real fire was.

So he flew into the sky of the city, and amid the king's pleading and the priests' loud scolding of him, the devil, to get out, he released a moon-transforming power, burning the "damp place" in Finnish with fire. The whole city wailed under the flames of destruction.

Watching the flames spread, Xia Lang felt nothing in his heart. Perhaps he had killed too many people before, so he didn't feel anything when setting the fire.

No, how can this be? I am a good person.

At least when everyone in the group is being good, or at least barely a bad person, wouldn't it be out of place for me to be a lunatic?

So Xia Lang flew down again and brought the fire back when it spread to the residential areas of serfs and civilians.

Well, most of those burned to death this time were nobles, wealthy businessmen, and priests.

These serfs and civilians regarded Xia Lang as a descended Seraph, and knelt on the ground to kiss the land he walked on. Xia Lang, who was full of evil taste, actually played the role of a so-called angel for a while.

But soon, Xia Lang, who was tired of the scenery of the Siberian plains, continued his journey.

After flying for a while, he arrived above Europa.

It has to be said that for Europe in the Renaissance, an angel with a Khitan face flying from the East was a bit too exciting.

But all the shit happened quickly disappeared after Xia Lang fired a few Moon Blasts.

The angels in the East proved through their actions that the reason they loved God was not because of his love, but because he often used floods to teach these unruly people a lesson.

After successfully teaching those blind bastards a lesson, Xia Lang took a tour around the land with great interest.

He visited the castle in Batavia, saw the Rhine flowing, and went to the Colosseum in Rome, where he met the Pope.

Of course, the excited Pope spoke to him a lot in Italian, which he couldn't understand at all, but Xia Langli ignored him and simply left after walking around the Vatican.

But he didn't know that this casual action had a considerable impact on the world...

The journey lasted more than a hundred days, and after a long journey, Xia Lang returned to the Central Plains.

Then, as expected, during the more than 100 days that he was away, a number of daring people jumped out and thought that they could gain benefits for themselves while he was away.

So needless to say, another round of killing continued until fear was once again engraved into the brains of these people.

Until this time, Xia Lang finally felt satisfied.

"It seems like it's time to go to other worlds."

Xia Lang muttered as he looked at his simple system panel. The gray option to go to the next world had been fully lit up.

But, he still doesn't seem to be in a hurry.

He returned to the Forbidden City and gave Zhang Juzheng a drop of his own blood. Then he carefully tested Qu Feiyan, who was not considered his disciple.

After being dealt with again by the powerful and wealthy people who had sprung up near the capital, he felt that there was nothing left for him to stay and took a step forward.

Go to the next world.

……

In front of him stood a beautiful woman in palace dress, holding a sword with the tip of the sword pointed at Duan Yu's chest.

After a long time, the woman remained motionless. Duan Yu finally looked at her carefully and found that although she was graceful, she did not seem to be a living person. He bravely took a closer look and found that she was a jade statue carved out of white jade. The jade statue was the same size as a living person, and the light yellow silk shirt on her body was trembling slightly.

The strange thing is that his eyes are bright and energetic.

Duan Yu only said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It was very rude of me to stare at you like that." But he couldn't avoid looking at her eyes. He didn't know how long he stared at them before he realized that they were made of black gemstones. The more he looked, the deeper he felt, and he could see a faint glow in her eyes.

The veins of the white jade on the face of the jade statue were faintly red, and it was no different from the skin of an ordinary person. When Duan Yu turned his body to look at the jade statue, he saw her eyes follow him, and she seemed to come alive.

He was startled and turned his head to the right. The jade statue's eyes seemed to move towards him. No matter which side he stood on, the jade statue's eyes were always towards him, and the look in its eyes was even more unpredictable, like joy or sorrow, like deep affection or sadness.

He was silent for a long while, bowed deeply, and said: "Fairy sister, I, Duan Yu, have the pleasure of seeing your beautiful face today, and I will die without regrets. Isn't it too lonely for you to die here alone?"

The gemstone light in the jade statue's eyes changed, as if it was deeply moved by his words.

At this moment, Duan Yu was dazed and as if possessed by a demon, his eyes could not leave the jade statue. He said, "I wonder what your name is, Fairy Sister?" He thought to himself, "Let me see if there is a note on the side."

"My name is Li Canghai."

A voice sounded in the jade cave, echoing on the jade walls all around. Duan Yu was startled, but immediately said with great joy:

"Sister Fairy! No, Sister Li, if you can come back to life and say one more word to me, I will die for you a thousand times, ten thousand times, and it will be like entering heaven, with infinite joy."

Suddenly he knelt down on both knees and bowed. He kowtowed repeatedly, and the owner of the voice seemed to be extremely speechless by Duan Yu's behavior. He was silent for a long time before he spoke faintly.

"No, brother...you are too low."

Duan Yu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the owner of the voice was not the Fairy Sister at all.

"You, who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?"

Duan Yu looked around nervously, and with a burst of laughter, he turned his head sharply and saw a man sitting on the side of the cliff.

A young man who looked like a fairy or a demon, extremely weird, was swinging his legs. His evil eyes were looking down at him with interest, making Duan Yu feel an inexplicable pressure.

"You call that stone statue a god, you might as well call me an immortal."

Xia Lang slowly landed in front of Duan Yu, raised his eyebrows and looked at this famous lucky guy in the Jin Yong series, and chuckled.

"Boy, I see that you have a full forehead and an elegant temperament. You seem to be well-read in poetry and even Buddhist scriptures. Why? You fell in love with someone else's wife the first time you saw her statue?"

"I-I didn't!"

Duan Yu explained excitedly with a red face, and then he realized

"Do you know the Fairy Sister?"

Xia Lang did not say anything, but came to the cushion in front of Duan Yu, tapped the cushion underneath with his fingers a few times, and took out a small silk bag from the air.

The silk bag was about a foot long, with a few lines of fine words written on the white silk. Xia Lang looked at it for two seconds, was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said:

"Boy, look at what it says."

It's not that he couldn't recognize the characters. Although the regular script used in the Northern Song Dynasty was very different from modern characters, he could still understand it to some extent. Moreover, after being in the world of Xiaoao for so long, his level of classical Chinese could not be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, but it could be said that he had no problem with daily reading and writing.

However, writing the characters above looked very difficult for him. Although it was still regular script, the writing style and some of the fonts were obviously very different from normal regular script.

Duan Yu stupidly took the silk bag and unfolded it. Then, he didn't know why, but he just read the words on it.

"Since you have kowtowed a thousand times, you should obey me and never regret it. This scroll is the secret manual of magical skills obtained by Xiaoyao Sect, "Cihang Sword Canon"..."

"and many more!"

Xia Lang's voice rose a few degrees, and he frowned.

"What did you say? Cihang Sword Canon?"

"Yes, I think I heard my elders say that." Duan Yu scratched his face and said honestly.

"It seems that this person is from a martial arts sect in Sui that is also proficient in Buddhism. I remember the name of that sect was Cihang Jingzhai..."

Xia Lang blinked

......

The group member [Wuxia (Jin Yong)] has changed the name to [Wuxia (Zongwu)]

[Martial Arts (Zongwu)]: Okay, this is the situation now.

[Baki (H)]: You mean, you traveled to a martial arts world. The Central Plains in this world is several times larger than the normal world, and there are several more countries on it?

[Western Fantasy (not available yet)]: And on this Central Plains continent, there are a Song Dynasty, a Ming Dynasty, a Sui Dynasty, a Mongolian Dynasty, a Liao Dynasty, and a Jin Dynasty?

【Martial Arts (Comprehensive Martial Arts)】: Anyway, according to what Duan Yu said, this is the case...

[Baki (H)]: Hiss... I think you guys are thinking the same thing as me now, and you have something to complain about, right? (Distant view)

[Western Fantasy (None)]: Then can everyone speak out together?

'According to this map, the Song Dynasty has to pay five tributes a year? ! 'x3

Very good, they are indeed the same, even the complaints are exactly the same.

[Baki (H)]: Is that the truth? To be honest, if you put these dynasties together, I really don’t understand how the Song Dynasty could survive (laughing and crying). Although I don’t like other dynasties either, at least their basic martial ethics are more expensive than the Song Dynasty.

[Martial Arts (General Martial Arts)]: To be honest, let's forget about Zhao Da. It's magical that the Gaoliang River Chariot God can still save the country surrounded by these guys.

[Western Fantasy (not available yet)]: Maybe it’s because he’s weak enough that the people around him allow him to survive (far-sighted)

To be honest, the Song equivalents in any martial arts world are definitely extremely strong players in history. After all, they are either able to stay out of trouble when surrounded by fierce enemies, or they are financially strong enough to pay six or seven annual tributes at the same time...

Quack! My Song Dynasty is invincible!

[Western Fantasy (None)]: So how much of the worldview is mixed into your current martial arts?

Xia Lang glanced at Duan Yu, who was holding a stone statue and grinning foolishly, and typed quietly:

【Martial Arts (Comprehensive Martial Arts)】: Currently, we can confirm that Song has Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and The Return of the Condor Heroes, but we are not sure if there are any others. As for Sui, it is the Twin Dragons series as expected. Mongolia probably mixed some of Huang Yi's martial arts worldview with characters from The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber. Liao and Jin are not mentioned. Ming may have mixed the worldviews of The Number One Under Heaven and Gu Long.

[Western Fantasy (not available yet)]: It feels quite old-fashioned (smacking lips), but it’s quite magical that these martial arts can be mixed together. After all, I remember that Huang Yi’s martial arts seemed to have a very large worldview.

Big, more than big. Not to mention the destructive power and combat power of the martial arts in Huang Yi's martial arts, just talking about its upper limit world view is even cosmic.

Well, since they are mixed together, anything that happens is normal.

[Baki (H)]: So, how are you doing, brother? Are you still invincible?

【Martial Arts (Comprehensive Martial Arts)】: I can’t come!!!

Xia Lang shook the Cihang Sword Canon in his hand. According to Huang Yi's worldview, this thing was a replica of the God of War Atlas, and it was a super advanced martial art that could allow people to practice to the level of breaking the void.

Of course——Xia Lang still looked like he didn’t understand anything at all.

So after Xia Lang took photos of each of these things and preserved them, he simply lit a fire and burned them.

As a wisp of green smoke spread in the space, Xia Lang slowly inhaled the smoke into his mouth.

He closed his eyes, and the images continued to change endlessly. But this time, the moment the rotating images stopped -

"Fuck, that's awesome!!!"

Xia Lang shouted out immediately!

Because the character template that appeared in front of him this time was really a huge cow!

It's a dark, humanoid, fat, DreamWorks-style minotaur.

Quack, the minotaur is actually me?

Well, actually this is not a cow. Although it looks very similar, this thing’s species actually seems to be... a black unicorn?

Wow, Qilin said he felt insulted!

And the two green chain knives in his hands look like he is COSing Illidan.

Yes, the character template Xia Lang drew this time was from the villain in the famous animation "Kung Fu Panda 3" - Tiansha!