Chapter 6 Zhongzhou Empire
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This is afternoon, the hottest time of the day, and Gu Xinghe finally woke up.
The little baby, who should have died but accidentally crossed his soul, opened his small eyes, stared at this novel place, and then saw a graceful woman lying beside him in red. Who is this? He can't turn his mind.
This is the mother of this life! He thought to himself. As an orphan in his previous life, he was born with a desire and fear for the word "mother"...
The man beside his mother had a shallow smile in his mouth. He saw a bowl of soup in his hand, holding up his mother's weak body, and then carefully blew the white smoke on the soup bowl. When the soup was much cooler, he fed it into the woman's mouth with a small spoon.
This gentle and considerate man is the father of his life!
His head was still dizzy, and he still couldn't figure it out for a moment. He really wanted to close his eyes, and then open it, he was still in his previous life. Even if he was still in the empty and horrible grotto, he was not afraid...
However, he traveled through time and was reborn. In the instant of life and death, he came to this strange world.
Where the hell is this? What year is it? Is it possible to go back to that place in the previous life?
He asked silently in his heart, but he couldn't get the slightest answer.
He raised his two white and tender little hands and looked left and right. A drop of crystal tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes. Did he finally have this precious left hand again? He can't believe it's true.
When the man saw that the little baby woke up, he put down the soup bowl in his hand, held the baby in his arms, continued to tease it with his slender fingers, turned his head and said to the woman, "Look at how clever our little Xinghe is. He doesn't cry or make trouble."
Xinghe? Is this your current name?
In his previous life, he was a lonely orphan without a father or mother.
At that time, when he lived nearly 16 years old, he still didn't have his own name. He only called you and me at the corner of the street with the elderly beggar.
Later, he gradually walked out of the dirty and rotten street corner. He broke into his reputation, but he still had no name.
It was not until he met the eldest brother of his previous life that he finally had his own name, but it was just a code name "001".
In this life, he finally has his own name, Xinghe, Xinghe, and from then on, this is his name!
He clenched his little fist and meditated on the word "Xinghe" in his heart.
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In 8,730 years, the empire was on the northwest border of the southeast Yunling Kingdom.
The seven-year-old ancient Xinghe is sitting on a big tree holding a six-inch short knife, shaking his feet, looking at the depths of the forest and countless beasts and birds in the distance.
The short knife that cut fruit was tossed and jump in his hand at this time, as if it were his sixth finger. Suddenly, he stopped his left hand and let the knife make a thin mark on the palm of his hand. A trace of dark blue blood oozed from the wound, and then disappeared immediately in less than two minutes, and the wound also disappeared.
"Fuck!" Looking at the blood stains and disappeared scars on his hands, he raised his immature fingers to the sky and cursed the thief God in various languages.
It took him seven years to finally prove one thing 100%.
Yes, he actually crossed, and it was to this strange place. He was sure that this would never be the earth. Even whether he was a human or not was the problem he had been exploring.
Although I have the most precious left hand again, I am still very lost in this world.
Have you ever heard that the blood of people on earth will be blue? Have you ever heard that earthlings are 130 meters when they are seven years old? Could it be that this is the nest of aliens, and he and his tribe are the blue-blooded man in the previous novel Wesley?
He was not good at thinking in his previous life, but he had to move his head to think about these problems in his life, which were destined to be difficult to imagine.
This is the southwest border of the Yunling Kingdom, a vassal state of the Zhongzhou Empire. He and his tribe are the original indigenous people who have lived here for generations.
One of the Phoenix clan, which is said to be the descendants of the rosefinch, the god of creation, guarded the whole continental world according to the will of the rosefinch. Later, because of the disappearance of its ancestors, the Phoenix clan gradually forgot its original mission and began to become rulers. After experiencing the era of creation mythology and the era of the Phoenix Palace Alliance, it was finally more than 8,000 years ago. Entering the era of the empire, the Zhongzhou Empire began to rule this vast continent.
The Zhongzhou Empire is the only leader of this vast land. The whole empire covers all the mountains, lakes, forests and plains. Except for the sea in the far east and the tribal plain surrounded by the mountains of clouds, the world belongs to the great emperor of the empire.
The 37 provinces of the Zhongzhou Empire are directly under the jurisdiction of His Majesty the Emperor, who lives in Chang'an, the imperial capital. In addition, there are 247 large and small kingdoms, which were awarded by the emperor to the meritorious elders of the empire and the descendants of the royal family. Many kingdoms and 37 provinces together guarded the peace of the imperial capital and the stability and internal stability of the empire's frontiers.
In order to protect the stability of the future generations of the whole empire, His Majesty the founding emperor set up a total of seven military towns in the whole empire. These seven military towns have countless troops. Whether it is a foreign invasion or a kingdom rebellion, they can only disappear under the iron hooves of the empire.
These seven military towns are the imperial capital Chang'an Military Town, which commands all the armies of the imperial capital Chang'an Province. They are divided into two parts: the imperial capital Yulin Army and the imperial capital inspection army. The two armies are under the jurisdiction of the emperor;
Noran Military Town in the north, located in Nolan Province, commands the soldiers and horses in the north and suppresses the invasion of the barbarians in the north;
Northwest Loulan Military Town, located in the Kingdom of Loulan, suppresses the restlessness of the northwest kingdoms;
Qianshan Military Town in the west, located in Xingsuhai Province, defends the stability of the western territory;
Southwest Baiyun Army Town, located in the Kingdom of Baiyun, suppressing the southern barbarians together with the southern military region;
Yunling Military Town in the south, located in the Kingdom of Yunling, suppressing the southern barbarians together with the Southwest Military Region;
The eastern Baihe military town, located in Baihe Province, suppressed the stability of the eastern kingdoms and prevented the imperial people from climbing into the mountain of clouds and diving into the tribal plain.
The seven military towns, led by the imperial capital Chang'an Military Town, jointly guard the stability of the imperial capital and defend the unity and integrity of the empire.
Among them, the nearest Yunling Military Town is located 800 miles south of Yunling Wangcheng, so that the people of the kingdom say that the real ruler of this kingdom, which governs tens of thousands of miles of land, is not the supreme king living in the royal city, but the silver-locked and gold-armed cavalry general.
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Most of the people of the empire are brave and good at fighting, and they take a lot of time to practice power and magic power every day, among which magic power is divided into swordsmanship and many other small parts.
Yuanli is the root of the combat effectiveness of the imperial people and is a compulsory subject for everyone. In fact, the cultivation of Yuanli is also simple. Countless ancestral classics have been handed down since ancient times. According to these classics, future generations sit cross-legged every day and concentrate on absorbing the vitality between heaven and earth. Over time, there are more and more Yuanli in the body.
Yuanli is only the foundation and root cause. Ordinary people only regard it as the foundation for practicing magic power. Only those who are particularly talented will specialize in it. After these people are successful, they will either become sacrifices or spiritual masters, and are admired and worshipped by all the people of the empire.
The imperial high priest who has lived in Chang'an, the imperial capital for many years, is the most outstanding among this category of people.
Swordsmanship is the ability of the imperial people to fight, or resist the ability that foreigners must have, a sword, or a precious sword spectrum. I don't know how many items the imperial teenager with heroic dreams.
As for the legendary swordsmanship, it is a small branch of swordsmanship. Because of the sharp decline of the spirit of heaven and earth, the Phoenix clan can no longer travel between heaven and earth at will. This swordsmanship is gradually valued. They can only stand on the sky and look down on all sentient beings in the world.
The art of bow and arrow is the ability necessary for the people of the empire to hunt wild animals, which is also particularly useful in battle, so every imperial people must be proficient in it. Even those noble children in the royal city or the imperial capital are proud of being proficient in archery. They don't have many opportunities to shoot prey or participate in battles. Their bows and arrows and arrows are used to compete most of the time.
The people of the empire despise knives. In their eyes, knives are only suitable for cutting fruit or peeling their prey, and the sharp sword is the symbol of the people of the empire!
The original power and magical power of the empire are divided into four levels, nine grades and thirty-six. The fourth level is entry, refinement, integration and master respectively. Nine grades are nine levels from one to nine grades, and each level is divided into nine grades.
It is said that there are only a few master levels in the whole empire, and there may even be legendary micro-level and small gods above the master level, but that is just a legend. In the history of the whole empire for more than 8,000 years, no one has ever seen a so-called micro-level master, let alone the illusory little god level.
If someone can cultivate to the level of a little god, I'm afraid it will at least be the same as a god. Unfortunately, although the people of the empire are extraordinary, they are limited by time and fate. The longest fate of one of the Phoenix clan is only 500 years. Ordinary people live to live to two or three hundred years old and return to reincarnation. Even if there are old people who can live to 500 years old, few can practice spells to break through the master level. As for the higher subtle and little gods, there is no hope at all.
Since more than 3,000 years ago, I don't know why the heaven and earth spirit of the whole empire has become weaker and weaker, and the fate of one of the Phoenix clan is getting shorter and shorter. It can live to nearly 500 years younger, and there are naturally fewer master-level masters.
And he, who has been reborn in this strange world for seven years, is now just a beginner.
However, his qualifications are extraordinary. Even if he has only entered the three grades, he is already a well-known genius in this forest. Who doesn't know that the ancient naughty boy in Mus Forest, who is only seven years old, has a smart brain and a talent for three grades. He is also the first good child in this forest to read.
Neighbors all say that the little Xinghe of the ancient family will be an extraordinary person in the future!
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Since he crossed into this world, he began to rack his brains to figure out where he was. At the age of six, he learned the language here through observation. When he was two years old, he could practice swordsmanship with a small wooden sword. At night, he secretly practiced the five-yuan true method of the imperial library, which was what his father whispered in front of him every day, and naturally he was firmly remembered by the smart man. .
Whenever in the dead of night, a small person sits still in the moonlight (yes, there is a sun and light in the world. He believes that it is obviously impossible to be the earth, but there is the same sun and moon as the earth). He has practiced the five-yuan true method and has reached the entry-level six in the past few years, but This is his secret, and no one knows it.
At the age of four, he was about one meter tall and could dance an iron sword of nearly six or seven catties, but he still couldn't pull a small bow of 50 catties. Dad could see that this son who was destined to make him proud must be a swordsman in the future, but he had never found this little child, holding it from time to time. The most in hand is a short knife.
When he was five years old, he was finally able to catch some prey such as hares within a range of a cottage alone. His father, who was more than two meters tall, surrounded a five-meter-high fence with bamboo poles and giant trees, and then caught many small animals such as hares for him to practice hunting and archery.
When he was six and a half years old, after a few days of nonsense and entanglement, his father finally sent him to the town fifteen miles away, where he began to learn literature and literacy in the imperial library. All the knowledge about the empire and magic power was dug up by him in half a year.
In the final analysis, he finally divided himself out of the world. In his opinion, no matter how beautiful the world is, he is just a foreigner!
Everything he did was to make himself stronger and enough to protect himself, and then what? Or to protect his father and mother who love him in the world, or look for a way back, there is finally a shallow hope in his heart, which is weak but never goes out.
"Xinghe, come home for dinner!" It's Dad's voice, rough and gentle.
He jumped down from a branch more than three meters high, patted the dust on his buttocks, and then quickly walked home...