In the winter of the 16th year of Qingli, Xiaohan.

It was a light snow, and everything in the world seemed to be covered with a layer of silver.

There is a land temple on the roadside. The temple is destroyed and fire is faintly emitted.

Duan Yu yelled and pushed open the dilapidated door.

There were already several waves of people in the temple, igniting firewood to burn fire, and roasting a few pieces of dry food.

The windows were leaking on all sides and the roof was broken. It was indeed a dilapidated temple, but there were so many people that they were a bit abnormal.

Duan Yu came to the statue and looked at the mottled wooden lacquer statue and lit an incense stick.

In this world, the divine way is divided into yin and yang. Yang is the court on earth. Unfortunately, after the Daxia Dynasty, the world fell into chaos. When the countries fought, no one would clarify the affairs of the Yin God. As a result, the temples in various places declined.

"Looking at the greatness of the world, how can there be immortality?"

Duan Yu looked at this scene and sighed in his heart.

During the prosperous era of Daxia, not only was the sunny face awe-inspiring god, but it suppressed all monsters, snakes and monsters, but also established a dragon court on the dark face, living in the Daxia ancestors. It is said that the founding Taizu was like the Emperor of Heaven!

But when the Great Xia declined and the dragon courtyard crashed, the ancestor dragon and countless ghosts were lost all at once, and the ghosts and gods cried at night, and the seven nights continued.

The dragon courts were destroyed, so the land and mountain gods and other temples that were spread throughout the continent were naturally difficult to survive, and most of them were dilapidated.

"The body of flesh and blood cannot practice the divine way, only the Yin God can... But if the Yin God's divine way is lost, and there is no other source, even if it is destroyed without external force, it will slowly disappear..."

Duan Yu sighed secretly in her heart.

It is precisely because of the fragility of the gods that he did not take them. At this time, he found a corner and began to sit cross-legged and rest, eating the dry food he carried.

"This man is interesting. This land temple has been abandoned for many years, so how can there be a god?"

"Shhh... when you go out, don't meddle in other people's business, be careful that disaster comes from your mouth!"

A sound came from one place. Duan Yu looked at it and saw that it was a pair of grandparents, who were sixteen or seventeen years old, and had a terrible head and a treacherous man. Although he had not yet become childish, he was tall and burly. There was something beside him, with a long strip and covered with black cloth, which was obviously a weapon.

The old man had a sarcoma on his forehead, his face full of shrewdness, and was scolding his grandson. When he saw Duan Yuwang coming, he couldn't help but smile apologetically.

"A stick of incense is nothing to me, but if there is a god in this land temple, it may be its life-saving straw..." Duan Yu's eyes flashed, and his voice slightly increased.

"That's true, but God also distinguishes good or bad. Those who protect one side are the right gods, those who harm the other side and ask for blood and food are evil sacrifices! It is better to distinguish clearly before burning incense, otherwise, if you sacrifice to the evil gods, it will be harmful and useless..."

On the other hand, a scholar-like man was holding a book in his hand, studying hard without raising his head.

In addition to him, a middle-aged man in Luotuo shrank in the corner. Even though the weather was cold, he only had a ragged single dress, disheveled hair, and holding a black stick, as if he was sleeping.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Duan Yu bowed to the scholar without saying much.

The wind outside the house was cold and after a while, the strong boy couldn't bear it and said softly: "My... I heard that the Zhendong Army has rebelled! This time my grandson went to join the army and will definitely be able to gain a background. You will also enjoy your happiness at that time!"

"The soldiers are fierce and dangerous, and they are not careless! Your father is also a martial artist. He has always been brave. Some people say that his martial arts skills are not inferior to those of the martial arts scholar. In the end, he died on the battlefield?" The old man with sarcoma said this, and his tone was choked: "On the battlefield, soldiers are the easiest to die. It's a pity that you don't know the literature. Otherwise, even if you sell your money, I will still smash a martial scholar for you... This time you arrive at Lord Sun's house, you must not be arrogant. You must lower your posture and ask for a letter of recommendation, so you don't have to start with a big-headed soldier."

Qing State also has literary and military scholars, which are divided into four categories: Tongsheng, scholar, juren, and Jinshi. Wutongsheng has no privileges, but only shows that he has practiced martial arts.

Wu Xiucai could give him three acres of land and a knife. If he joined the army, he would be the leader of ten people and would be promoted quickly. After a few battles, he would be able to become an official.

The military juren gave him ten acres of land and a bow. If he joined the army, he would be a military officer with a ninth rank!

Speaking of which, Duan Yu had originally considered letting Qin Feiyu take the martial arts exam, but he and this tiger-headed boy had a big problem, that is, the liberal arts cannot do!

The martial arts competition is about selecting officers. They don’t even know a few words and can’t understand the map of military books. What’s the use of you?

In addition to this official channel, it is very difficult to gain a foothold in the military. Most of them must start with small soldiers and accumulate military merits. This is the easiest time to get into trouble!

Of course, there is another way in addition to these, which is to appreciate noble people!

Qin Feiyu took this path. With Ding Rang's recommendation letter, he could at least start with the deputy team. He is a fifty-man deputy with an official position.

Now it seems that the boy also wants to take this path.

However, the other party was looking for a much lower path than Ding Rang. I guess if he didn't spend a lot of effort and money, even if he got the recommendation book, he would be a sergeant in the military camp.

‘He Zong really rebelled!’

Duan Yu broke the steamed buns apart, picked up a piece of jerky meat, and put them on the bonfire to roast them slowly. Not long after, the meat smelled everywhere, but he was pondering in his heart.

After all, it was a county vassal state with an army of 10,000. In addition, Yezhou was really caught off guard and he heard that he had trapped two counties that day.

While He Zong was sieging cities and plundering land, he also induced surrender and rebels, and expanded his scale. The army would soon rise to tens of thousands, but his quality was really worrying.

In terms of it, his true elite foundation is only 5,000 combat soldiers.

Therefore, when he met Chen Ce and was annihilated the old camp, it immediately blew away like rain and wind.

"This grandfather and grandson are very interested. It seems that they are inherited from martial arts... But, don't do my business!"

Duan Yu came back to his senses. Thinking of Qin Feiyu, he absent-mindedly tore off the steamed buns and ate them one by one.

This time he went out, naturally because he was about to complete the foundation building. For subsequent preparations, he started the inheritance of the seal carving master.

This inheritance is located on the edge of Yezhou and was obtained when I went down the mountain in my previous life.

But at that time, I had already entered the Tao with the law of the sect and had no possibility of inheriting the most core essence.

In this life, there will naturally be no regrets.

"To truly get started with the way of seal carving, it is best to use it as the root and build the foundation of the Tao..."

Therefore, the inheritance must be obtained before the foundation is established, especially the treasures in it!

Because I am reborn, it may have a small change, and some impact, but it should not affect it. Besides, I went so much earlier than in my previous life, so I wanted to minimize all impacts!

"Two righteous men..."

However, the scholar, after hearing the conversation between his grandparents and grandchildren, looked up and saluted: "I'm planning! During the national crisis, this little brother can still think about joining the army and serving the country. I really admire him!"

"Haha...wherever!"

The old man waved his hand quickly, his eyes a little surprised and alert.

"Don't worry, my father-in-law, I am a member of the academy..." Jishi said: "I want to join the army? I am also going to serve in the army."

"Academy?!"

However, Duan Yu felt a little shocked when he heard this name.

Although this world is more important than literature and martial arts, Confucianism also has teachings of shooting and imperialism! What's more, there are also methods of nourishing qi in academies, and the qi-raising qi-raising qi is no less than the qi-refining qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making qi-making

"The court can be regarded as the heavenly court in the world, and the academy is the sect that enters the world to practice..." Duan Yu looked at it for a few times and knew that this plan should be considered a character, but he had no memory of him in his previous life.

This is also normal. Even if you can't remember it, the information you obtained at that time is limited. If you don't involve yourself, you won't go through the thorough pursuit, and there will be no memory or something.

Step on!

Step on!

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside.

The footsteps were ringing, and the visitor had already surrounded the entire land temple.

"this……"

The old man with sarcoma was stunned, and then he touched the weapon and looked vigilantly at the other people in the Land Temple.

"This is not a military formation!"

Ji Shi was stunned and looked at Duan Yu and Luo Tuo Middle Age in the corner: "Two, if you are looking for you, please don't involve us..."

"This is natural!"

A low response came, and it was the middle-aged Luotuo holding a black stick!

"Takaoka! Come out quickly and die, otherwise we will set fire to the room!"

Outside the house, a somewhat sarcastic voice sounded.

“Takaoka?”

Duan Yu was stunned and had some impression: "Panlong stick Gaogang? That rumored Grandmaster Warrior?"

Obviously, this is a revenge.

Those people were very afraid of Takaoka and were unwilling to enter the Land Temple, so that Takaoka could obtain favorable terrain.

If such a master of martial arts is of the right place, it would be like killing people like mowing grass.

"I'll count three times..."

Outside the door, the shouting sound became more and more fierce, and even there were vague figures, holding torches.

"Hmph, your Sanshan Club is really getting back to life..."

Takaoka stood up and laughed in a long voice: "I, Mr. Gao, are here, who dares to take my life?"

"set fire!"

A shout came from outside the door, and dozens of torches were thrown into the Land Temple. Smoke suddenly rose and pierced his mouth and nose.

"It's this temple on the roadside. If they were in the county town, they would not dare to set fires... murder and set fires? Hehe, this crime of arson can be even more hated by the government than murder..."

The land temple was on fire, so Duan Yu could not continue to rest, so he could only sigh and slowly stand up.

"Let's go!"

The old man with sarcoma turned his eyes and pulled the tiger-headed boy, and was about to rush out of the back door: "The hero outside the door, the old man is just staying around, it has nothing to do with this!"

"Shoot!" Unfortunately, as soon as the temple door opened, he answered his cold order.

Hissing!

Several arrows came like locusts, and the old man was shot in his chest and fell down with disbelief.

"grandfather!"

The tiger-headed boy whistled loudly, and tears were already overflowing his eyes.
Chapter completed!