Dajingzhen Xuansi

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I can give you the strength to help you realize your dreams!"

The old man spoke, his voice was so gentle, like a kind grandfather talking to his grandson.

But these words are extremely inspiring, making people's blood boil instantly.

Wang Boduan would never have thought that the old man who was locked in the underground space by him, the old man who could let him vent, would come out of the underground space at this time.

Moreover, he never thought that the Wang family would undergo earth-shaking changes because of this old man, and everything Wang Boduan planned would also change because of this.

"Give me strength? Who are you?" The look in Wang Tengyan's eyes was constantly changing, and there was a voice in his heart that couldn't help shouting, asking him to agree to the old man.

But after all, he still has some ability and a little bit of reason, so he is still struggling.

"Give you the power to realize your dreams!" The old man's words became a little mechanical at this time, as if the voice of a machine.

But the breath on his body became more and more strange, as if every word he uttered was a cry with all his strength.

Inside the room, a breeze blew gently, and the old man's snow-white hair danced wildly in the wind. At this moment, the old man looked like a ghost who had just come out of hell.

The struggling look in Wang Tengyan's eyes has completely disappeared, replaced by a fiery light. He walked to the front, knelt on the ground, prostrated himself, and said, "Please grant me supreme power!"

"Raise your head!" came the old man's voice.

Wang Tengyan raised his head mechanically, his eyes were empty right now.

The old man stretched out his right hand, his index finger lit up, and lightly tapped on the center of Wang Tengyan's eyebrows.

At this moment, Wang Tengyan seemed to be struck by lightning, and his body trembled uncontrollably. After a while, sweat kept falling from his face.

But at this moment, there was a different kind of aura about him.Unpredictable.

With the passage of time, the breath gradually disappeared, but at this moment, Wang Tengyan's face was full of coldness, as if he was no longer Wang Tengyan, but another person.

"Go to Wang's house, take the [-] soldiers and horses, and go south to attack the capital of Dajing. From then on, the Dajing Dynasty belongs to you. You are the emperor, and you are the master of the world!" The old man's voice sounded again.

Wang Tengyan, who exudes ice-coldness, now has a little more warmth in his black hole-like eyes. It is a kind of blazing heat, a temperature emanating from ambition.

It can be seen from this how strong Wang Tengyan's ambition is.

"Go to Wang's house, lead [-] troops, attack Dajing Capital, and change the dynasty!" Wang Tengyan's voice was chilling.

That night, he left the Wang family.

At this time, Wang Boduan was still thinking about things in his room, he didn't know that there would be a big storm coming.

The wrinkled face of the white-haired old man now had a smile on it, and that kind of smile made people shudder.

It was night, Hang Tianyi passed through a desert, and what he saw was still a desert.

Fortunately, he brought dry food and water, otherwise, at this point, it would be difficult to sustain.

The desert is boundless, and it is a demon that devours people.

Although Hang Tianyi's cultivation base is not what it used to be, he can still perceive the unpredictable power of nature.

He brought not only dry food, but also some hay.

The horses that had run all day were chewing the hay.

When walking in the desert, camels have much more advantages than horses, but Hang Tianyi did not buy camels, but horses, just because the speed of horses is not comparable to that of camels.

But now, what Hang Tianyi was afraid of was that there was still a long way to go in this desert, and he didn't have enough hay, dry food and water with him. In this way, with his ability to fly in the air, he could get out of the desert.

But this horse is really resigned to its fate.

Of course, Hang Tianyi can also play the role of a strongman and carry the horse out.

While thinking wildly, a bright moon rose from the eastern sky, and the endless desert was covered with a thin layer of silver gauze.

In late autumn, in the middle of the night, the temperature in the desert is very low, but at this time Hang Tianyi's attention is all on the bright moon.

"The moon waxes and wanes, and people experience joys and sorrows. Things in the world will not remain the same!"

Hang Tianyi whispered to himself, at this moment, there was a little more understanding in his heart.

Suddenly, Hang Tianyi heard a melodious flute sound from a distance.

Under the hazy moonlight, the sound of the flute carried a bit of clarity, connecting everything in the world.

It seems that Hang Tianyi at this time is also part of the sound of the flute.

Hang Tianyi, whether in his previous life or in this life, has heard such a few good tunes.

According to some books, the sound of the flute is crisp and intoxicating. Hang Tianyi finally got a taste of the intoxicating sound of the flute tonight.

At this moment, Hang Tianyi stood up, led the steed, and headed towards the direction where the sound of the flute came from.

When walking two or three miles away, the sound of the flute suddenly disappeared.

Hang Tianyi looked around, but there was nothing but the endless yellow sand.

"Could it be an illusion?" Hang Tianyi rubbed his eyes before continuing to walk forward.

After a while, I could see some burning torches in front of me, like stars embedded in the ground.

This desert used to be an oasis. After the strong wind passed, some dry firewood buried in the ground was exposed.

Passengers picked up the dry wood to light the fire.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is huge, the daytime is scorching hot, and the night is like winter. For ordinary people, if there is no fire, it would be very difficult to spend a night in the desert.

Hang Tianyi took a look, he was thinking, could the sound of the flute just now come from here?

Whether it is or not, Hang Tianyi intends to go over and have a look.

Without flying in the air, these people walking in the desert are his best guides.

While thinking about it, Hang Tianyi had already arrived at the place where there was a fire.

At this time, an extremely strong man came over, he had a beard.Wearing a padded jacket on the body gives people a rough feeling.

Seeing Hang Tianyi leading the horse over, he looked it over carefully, with a look of vigilance in his eyes, and asked, "Who are you?"

What he said did not belong to the Dajing Dynasty, nor did it belong to the Peacock Dynasty. Hang Tianyi could understand it only because he understood it under the deduction of the Daoyun rules after he reached the realm of Zifu.

Hang Tianyi was about to answer, but at this moment, a pleasant voice came: "Zaya, who are you talking to?"

He looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a woman with blue eyes and snow skin walking towards this side.

The clothes she wore were not owned by the Maurya Dynasty, nor did they belong to any of the small kingdoms affiliated to the Dajing Dynasty.