Chapter 833 Liu Ji (1800 plus)
"Liu Ji! Liu Ji!"
A feeling of haziness and weightlessness came, and countless lights and shadows shuttled in front of Liu Ji's eyes.
"me……"
He tried hard to open his eyelids and felt the bumps beneath his body. He couldn't help but ask in a dry and hoarse voice: "What is going on? No... where is this place?"
He was originally an Internet writer. He vaguely remembered seeing a yellow-skinned gourd on a street stall yesterday. He was a little moved and bought it.
Then when I was typing at home, for some reason, my vision suddenly went dark, and when I woke up again, I was here.
The sky was dark, and the surrounding trees were as jagged as strange hands.
Underneath the body is a layer of soft straw, which is constantly bumping.
It seemed like... he was being transferred on a carriage?
Just when Liu Ji was curious, a big dark face came close to his eyes, showing a smile full of joy: "My lord is awake! My lord is awake!"
"Who are you?"
Liu Ji was startled and asked blurtly.
"My lord, I'm Fan Kuai!" The big man said anxiously: "My lord was defeated and fell. I'm afraid he injured his head and suffered from apathy!"
"Fan Kuai? I still have Liu Bang!"
Liu Ji complained, suddenly feeling something was wrong, and another memory emerged in his mind.
The Qin Empire, the land of plenty, the rebel army...
"I...you were not calling Liu Ji before, but...Liu Ji? I...I am Liu Bang? Did I travel through time?"
As an online novel writer, I am certainly no stranger to time travel.
Liu Ji composed himself, looked at the other people around the carriage, and asked, "Where are you? What's your name? Where am I?"
"Xiao He!"
"Cao Shen!"
Two men who looked like scribes asked with concern: "My lord, what can you remember?"
"I am Zhou Bo, my lord. We raised an army in Fengpei before, but were severely defeated by the Qin army. Our brothers died miserably..."
Another general sighed.
"I... seem to remember."
Liu Ji was overjoyed in his heart while playing tricks on others: "Hahahahaha, I have become Liu Bang, Xiao He, Cao Shen, Fan Kuai and other younger brothers are here, now I am prosperous!" ’
‘Did I go back to ancient times? No, I don’t remember Liu Bang’s defeat. Maybe the history books didn’t record it? ’
Liu Ji, who was possessed by Liu Ji, was just a gangster and had not read many history books. Otherwise, if he knew more history, Liu Ji would immediately realize that something was wrong.
But now, he is full of confidence, and even feels like complaining: "Liu Bang is doing well, but the early stage was too miserable. He was defeated by Xiang Yu again and again, and escaped several times... How can he be so miserable?" ’
‘If I want to remain a writer, this is the best inspiration, such as “I traveled to Liu Bang and started the Hongmen Banquet” and “I am Liu Bang and killed Xiang Yu at the beginning”? It always feels like the other way around is more satisfying, bah bah bah, I'm Liu Bang now, my butt has to be straight... Anyway, I must kill Xiang Yu as soon as possible, I can't be so miserable anymore. ’
"The State of Qin is like bones in the grave, and a rabbit's tail cannot grow. When Xiang Yu is killed, I will be the emperor of the Han Dynasty. By then, the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards will be happy..."
After Liu Ji thought about it, he decided to base himself on reality. He first figured out the specific year and situation, and then relied on his own historical knowledge to make excuses along the way: "Brothers, what year is it today?"
Xiao He replied: "My Lord, it is the 528th year of the Qin Dynasty!"
"What the hell?" Liu Ji was startled: "Didn't Qin die in the second generation? How come the country lasted more than five hundred years?"
"It turns out that my lord has also heard the legend of the curse of the Empress Zhou?" Xiao He said: "Because the Black Emperor has always been in power, there has never been a second emperor in the Qin Dynasty. But now that the Black Emperor's life is about to expire, the world has been suffering from Qin for a long time, so why There are rebels everywhere!"
"If nothing else, let's just talk about the three largest forces in the world. In Hanzhong, there is Zhang Tianshi, who leads the Five Pecks of Rice Dao Uprising. This Tianshi can cure ghosts and draw red talismans. He is a great cultivator of Yuanying. Xian Qin failed several times to suppress it. .”
"In Qingzhou, there is a great sage and mentor named Zhang Jiao. This great cultivator is said to have ascended to immortality - Emperor Mu taught the "Taiping Sutra" and "Huang Tian Dharma". He was able to summon yellow scarf warriors, set up thirty-six division commanders, and shouted out, ' Hei Tian is dead, Huang Tian should raise his slogan, raise troops to fight against Qin, and win every battle!"
"The one closest to us is the Western Chu rebel army, led by Xiang Yu and Yu Ji, the overlord of Western Chu. This Xiang Overlord is a descendant of the Duke of Chu. His ancestors have immortal cultivation classics passed down from his ancestors. He himself is also extremely talented. Yu Ji and Yu Ji were promoted to Nascent Soul, creating a huge momentum in the south!"
"In addition to these three largest groups, there are hundreds of large and small rebel armies in the world. They just swirled and died. Unfortunately, we failed and had to flee all the way south, preparing to defect to Xiang Yu." Cao Shen added.
Liu Ji's face was expressionless, but in fact, he felt like his face was about to burst: "This is not the history of my world. I seem to have come to a magically modified version of history... Everyone has become an immortal. The Qin Dynasty can last for five hundred years, and Zhang Jiao, and that Zhang Tianshi... don't cross the timeline randomly, won't the Space and Time Administration issue you a ticket? ’
Liu Ji lay there like a salted fish.
After a long time, he finally calmed down and stopped treating his historical knowledge as a cheat, and began to seriously discuss the way out for the rebel army with Xiao He and others.
At the same time, he was also inquiring about the matter of cultivating immortals.
Although history has been changed by magic, which completely ruined his knowledge plug-in, it is not without its benefits.
After all, in real history, there is no way to cultivate immortality!
"Good Master knows that this theory of cultivating immortals originally started with Saint Jiang Shangjiang. It is said that he is a disciple of Kunlun, and there are gods on Kunlun Mountain... Ignore this for now, after all, gods basically do not interfere in the human world, let's continue talking about immortality... Jiang Shang accepted King Wu Jifa as his disciple, which was the beginning of the Immortal Path. Later, Emperor Mu traveled to the west and obtained the golden elixir avenue from the Queen Mother of the West in Kunlun. It spread to all the princes, and the Immortal Path flourished from there!"
"However, in the New Year of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the Immortal Qin Black Emperor Zaofu took the lead in breaking through Yuanying, defeating Jin Dan, the five overlords of Jin, Qi, Chu, Wu, and Yue, and unified the world. He confiscated all immortal cultivation classics and killed monks. From then on, he wanted to get a Cultivating immortality and inheriting it is even more difficult!”
Xiao He said: "Because we have no immortal cultivators, we were easily defeated by the Xian Qin army. This time we go to the Overlord of Western Chu, hoping to make meritorious deeds and teach the immortal cultivation techniques..."
"I see."
Xiao He is indeed a great talent. After what he said, Liu Ji already had some understanding of the development of this world. To put it simply, it was an ancient world that was distorted by cultivating immortals!
He was thinking hard about the future. When he glanced at the worried eyes of Xiao He, Cao Shen and others, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart: "No... my performance is too poor and my future is worrying. Will these civil servants and generals arrive in the west?" Did Chu just run away? Then am I not cool? ’
Buzz!
At this moment, Liu Ji's mind moved and he came into contact with something in his sea of consciousness.
'Huh? Isn't this the gourd I bought for two and a half dollars? ’