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Yang Tianming's head suddenly became dizzy.

What a good guy, can you see the living Xu Fu?

I don’t know if Qin Shihuang sent him to find immortals now...

etc!

Yang Tianming suddenly realized something.

Since there is a saying in this era, and Xu Fu and Ma Yi are together, it means Xu Fu...

Not an ordinary person either!

Yang Tianming took a breath, and history has indeed concealed many problems.

There is also the traitor Sauron of the Elf clan, who should be here too.

But what are these people going to do when they get together?

Is it necessary to prepare to start a war with other races?

The two of them couldn't move forward all the way. They saw a small village from afar, with only a dozen households, and every household was full of thatched huts, with smoke rising from the cooking stove, which was a beautiful rural view.

only……

Yang Tianming looked at him twice and then fainted again.

Why is the picture in front of you so familiar?

It looks very much like...his hometown!

Yang Tianming quickly turned around and looked to the other side.

Suddenly my head buzzed even more.

When I came here before, I flew all the way with the Mayi Ancestor, but he didn't pay much attention.

And now when I look back, I see the hill not far away, which is so familiar!

Qianshan, this is the Qianshan in my hometown.

In two thousand years, everything has changed a lot.

Only this mountain looks so familiar.

Is this a time travelling, but I have returned to my hometown?

etc……

The ancestor Mai and so many "big guys" gathered at the foot of Qianshan, why?

Could it be that at this time, Sister Zi was already trapped in the hidden mountain?

Or is it that Sister Zi is not among them now, but everything in the future is closely related to these things in this life...

Yang Tianming remained silent. He decided to watch it carefully. If it was really bad for Sister Zi, he would find a way to take action.

Yang Tianming withdrew his gaze and walked into the village at the foot of Qianshan with the old ancestor Mayi.

Their village was originally called Xiaoliu Village, but it was because before Yang Tianming was born, a golden dragon fell on Qianshan. People called the village Longzhong Village, and later it gradually became a Longzhong Village.

I didn’t expect that there would be a village here two thousand years ago, but the scale was still very small.

Yang Tianming was wondering, among these villagers now, will there be their own ancestors?

In a short while, Ma Yi's ancestor took Yang Tianming into a farmhouse at the entrance of the village.

There was a small stone table in the yard. There were three people sitting around the stone table. There were only a small plate of radish pickles on the table.

Before, I couldn't feel the difference between modern and ancient times. It was not until I saw these ancient instruments that Yang Tianming really realized that the difference was huge.

The bowl that serves the porridge is a bronze ware, and the small plate on the table is pottery, but the color is no different from that of mud.

The three people were eating with relish. Seeing that the Mayi Ancestor was back, they raised their heads and glanced at Yang Tianming.

The one sitting in the north opened his mouth and said, "Ma Yi, is this the noble person you have found?"

This man is fat, big-eared, round-faced, and slightly fat.

The ancestor Ma Yi ignored him and said to Yang Tianming: "This fat man is Xu Fu."

"All right……"

What is there a saying?

It’s better to meet than to be famous than to meet, and it’s better to be famous than to meet!

Yang Tianming looked at the remaining two people again. The remaining two were human faces and elves without sharp ears. It seemed that Sauron was not here.

The ancestor Ma Yi sat down casually, looked at the empty bowl in front of him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why is no one serving me a bowl?"

"Who knows when you will be back?" said the old man sitting in the west.

The old man looked about sixty or seventy years old, but he had a small braid on his head, a hunched back, a hunched back, and a tuft of goat beard.

Sitting in the east was a man in his thirties. He should be two meters away and full of energy. Although he was wearing a white dress, he still gave people a murderous feeling.

The big man didn't reply, but just glared at the old ancestor Mayi.

"Okay, I'd better go to the stake myself."

In front of these people, Ma Yi had no temper at all and went with a small bowl of porridge.

From this point of view, including Xu Fu, the other two should have the same strength as the Ancestor Ma Yi.

But the scene in front of me is too inconsistent.

A group of peerless masters, holding a small bowl of porridge in this farmyard... affects whether the painting style is good.

The ancestor Ma Yi went to serve the porridge and left Yang Tianming here, without saying that he wanted to serve Yang Tianming a bowl...

Just as the ancestor Mayi was serving porridge, the three of them all raised their heads and looked at Yang Tianming.

His eyes were so sharper than the other, and he stared at Yang Tianming like looking at a big girl.

Yang Tianming couldn't help but be stared at by these three masters a little nervously.

"What are you doing..." Yang Tianming blinked.

"Sit down." Xu Fu said.

"People your seat, and when Ma Yi comes back, there will be no place to sit." said the goatee.

"Quick!" said the big man in white.

Yang Tianming was speechless.

The look you just looked at is just to let yourself take a seat and trick their own teammates.

Yang Tianming was just a little bit. He had never seen any storms. Although the fat man facing him was Xu Fu, the famous Xu Fu in history, did not make Yang Tianming cowardly at all.

Soon, the ancestor Ma Yi came back to serve the porridge. Seeing that Yang Tianming had taken up his seat, he didn't say anything and handed the bowl of porridge to Yang Tianming: "You eat it, I'll serve another bowl."

Yang Tianming really wanted to throw this bowl of porridge. Ask these guys carefully what the hell are doing!

But when she thought of the strength of these guys, Yang Tianming still honestly drank this bowl of sorghum rice porridge with a bit of teeth...

"Ahem."

After taking a big sip of porridge and suppressing his shock, Yang Tianming looked at the three of them: "Everyone, I want to ask, what did he do when he brought me here?"

"Didn't Mai tell you?" Xu Fu asked.

Yang Tianming shook his head.

Xu Fu looked at the old man and the big man: "Then let Guiguzi talk."

Yang Tianming immediately glared at the thin old man beside him.

This little old man is actually Guiguzi!

Yang Tianming was in a bad mood.

Should I hide so much?

"Hehehe, I was still a little famous in your era." Guiguzi smiled.

Yang Tianming nodded quickly: "That's natural. Your apprentices Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Su Qin, Zhang Yi, Shang Yang... are all famous figures throughout the ages, and you are naturally legendary."

Guiguzi shook his head disdainfully: "Everyone knows that Confucius has three thousand disciples, but I don't know that I, Guiguzi, have more than 30,000 disciples. What's the point of having such a few talents? In the end, it's not...ah!" I wondered what was upsetting to think of something up, Guiguzi sighed.

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