Ming Dynasty, New Rome, and Infinite Divine Machine

"But... okay." Wen Yuan had no choice but to put on the bayonet.

Facing Xu Fu with his sword drawn, he was unsure - he was facing an old monster who had lived for 2000 years, and he seemed to live in an era when "martial arts" activities, that is, fencing, were still popular. It seemed that Xu Fu also had the spirit of a knight-errant, and wanted to solve the problem in a knight-errant way.

"Oh, forget it." Shangluo stood between the two men: "If you want to fight, go back and fight, don't fight here. We should focus on the mission first, right?"

"Well, since Shang Jun has spoken, I will let you go." Xu Fu put away his sword as quickly as he drew it.

【Wow, why did he give up so quickly? 】

"This old ranger must be very proud. If you give him a way out, he will back down. Rangers are all like this. Liu Bei is also very proud. However, they are definitely not playing. I will let them fight after I get the elixir. If I don't let them compete, they will never get over their anger."

Chapter 1183 Tokaido

On the night of Tokaido, the convoy was driving on the highway. These mine-proof vehicles were in the style of jeeps, but were actually about the same size as trucks. With a high chassis and tuned off-road suspension, they drove smoothly on the poorly maintained highway. The occasional bumps on the road were filtered out by the suspension.

According to Xu Fu's guidance, the convoy would arrive in Nagoya at 6 a.m. six hours later, and then take another hour to reach the Kumano area in the south.

"This place doesn't look big, and it is actually quite small." Sitting next to Shangluo, Lu Huaiyang looked at the map, "It takes about the same amount of time to walk from Edo to Osaka."

"By the way, would it be faster if we took a plane?" Shangluo asked.

"I don't think it will be much faster. Because we may not be able to find a suitable airport in the local area, so we can only land in the wild. By then, the airlifted equipment will have to be assembled and prepared. It is better to just drive over with a convoy, and it won't waste much time. Anyway, the golden elixir has been waiting for 2000 years, and it doesn't matter if it waits for another 2 hours. Waiting for two more hours can make the situation more stable."

Although as a Qigong practitioner, Lu Huaiyang was not afraid of a plane crash. Because the human body, as an "object", was affected by air resistance on the surface of the earth, its falling speed had a limit. Although this limit was enough to kill most Qigong practitioners, many auxiliary methods could prevent Qigong practitioners from death caused by such an impact.

The most undignified method is to take a small Huandan on the spot to temporarily prop up the small Zhoutian. In this way, you may fall half to death when you land, but at least you will still be alive. The more sophisticated ones who can control the wind, even if they can't fly away directly, can slowly land in a gliding posture.

When it comes to the foundation building stage like Shangluo, it doesn't matter at all. Even if you smash him directly into the ground, he won't be killed. Fu Yuanshan, who specializes in controlling the wind, can even go back and find out who knocked him down.

However, for all of them, standing on the ground is still the most important, because the ground is the source of strength. Even Fu Yuanshan, he can't fly in the sky like a bomber and bomb for hours with thousands of steel needles - maybe he can when he reaches the Jindan stage and is called "White Wind Master", but not now.

As a celestial being, he, like Shangluo, is currently unable to escape the Great Zhoutian existence of the world's rules. The gravity of the earth must still be respected.

For example, if he was in heaven, Fu Yuanshan would never lower his head and take a nap.

A light snoring sound came from behind, and the snoring sound was accompanied by the whistling of the wind. It was the first time that Lu Huaiyang saw this old senior dozing off.

"What's going on? Is there something wrong?" Fu Yuanshan suddenly raised his head and glanced at Lu Huaiyang.

"It's okay. It's just the first time I see you snore, sir."

"I'm old, and I can't live without sleep. But fortunately, I'm different from Dong Shou."

General Dongshou was supposed to be the leader of the Jinyiwei. However, he has been in a long coma recently. During the last short awakening, he did not even have time to meet Shangluo before falling asleep again. He is the closest to the Jindan stage among the Jinyiwei. In terms of combat power, he is not even inferior to the average Jindan stage. If he really succeeds, he will become the fastest person to be promoted to the Jindan stage in history - he is not even 100 years old, and the people he knew when he was young even hold important positions in the court.

"Shangluo." Fu Yuanshan suddenly looked over. "I advise you to sleep less. When you reach my age and sleeping becomes a necessary task, you will know that even the human body has its own age."

"So, that Eastern Guardian General whom I haven't met yet, fell into an uncontrollable coma before he turned a hundred?"

"That's because he advanced too rapidly in his cultivation, and this backfired. But it was also with that drive that he became the number one below the Golden Core stage. I'm much more casual than him, because we who practice the Way of Blessings and Fate won't act recklessly when we don't have them, so time has much less of an impact on me, and I don't get so tired easily. It's just that I did use up some energy dismantling the ship earlier. And there's a mine sitting next to me, so I have to be extra careful."

Xu Fu stood silently beside them - yes, Xu Fu was also in this car.

To be precise, Shangluo, Xu Fu, Fu Yuanshan, and Lu Huaiyang were all sitting in this mine-proof vehicle. Wen Yuan, who was driving in the front, was under great pressure, and Han Xingzhi was also tied to the co-pilot seat for manual navigation.

There was a reason why these people were sitting here. Xu Fu asked to stay with Shangluo because he only "trusted" Shangluo now. Shangluo was not very good at driving, so he had to take someone else's car. He was actually a little socially anxious and didn't want to get too close to strangers, so he took a car with Lu Huaiyang, who was the person he was most familiar with.

As for Fu Yuanshan, because all the people in front were gathered together, in order to prevent any accidents, he chose to stay in the same place with Shangluo to guard Xu Fu and protect Shangluo at the same time.

As for Wen Yuan, he was completely taken advantage of. As an apprentice, it was reasonable for him to drive for his master, but with so many powerful people sitting behind him, he felt a lot of pressure - and because of the pressure, he also called Han Xingzhi to act as a human navigation to prevent him from misreading the map.

"Ah" Phaethon was sitting in the driver's seat in the car behind her. She sighed when she saw the "numerous immortals" in the car in front of her.

"What's wrong?" Lu Liang, who was sitting next to him, was reclining his chair to rest.

"I was thinking that if the car in front of us suddenly stepped on a 'super mine' and killed all the people in the car, then our world would be doomed."

"Be confident. There's no need for super mines. One 'super bullet' will kill Shangluo, and we'll all be finished."

"That's not the case. I think your father is quite important."

"He is not important at all. The earth will still rotate without him, but it will not rotate without your Lord Shang Tian." As she spoke, she looked back at the cargo on the back seat from time to time - the car driven by Phaethon only had the two of them in it, and there were some important "big treasures" in the back seat.

“How did he become mine?”

"Hey, what are you avoiding? Don't you think it's weird? We can't drink until we're 20, but we can get married at 16. I heard someone say that the Marquis of Huai'an thought you two were getting married, right? He even beat drums and gongs."

"How do you know this?" Phaethon almost lost his control of the steering wheel.

"The intelligence network among students is much more sophisticated than you think. Especially when Jiangning County Government Office is not far from my home. So, what are you and her going to do?"

Chapter 1184 Jinyiwei Culture

"What should I do? Just do it this way."

"I feel like your situation is very typical - both of you have very high moral standards. I think from your situation, we can probably analyze the reason for our country's current low birth rate, at least part of the reason."

"What about you?" Phaethon turned his head and looked at her.

"Me? I just haven't waited yet. If I had waited, I might have gotten married. Maybe my sister would have gotten married earlier than me. Gee, she's in the fifth grade of elementary school and she actually has a boyfriend."

"Hey, hey, hey, this is too early. Does your dad know?"

"I don't know. But for now, it's just a game. I'll keep an eye on it. As for me, it's hard to say. What do you think of Shangluo? He's the best among the people I know."

"???"

"Oh, just kidding." Lu Liang waved his hand, "But he is the only one who is not afraid of me. From the first time we met, he has been better than me."

"are you serious?"

"So what if you're serious?" Lu Liang pouted. "If you don't take action against such a good boy, someone else will. When he goes to college, when all the students around him get rid of the pressure of school and start paying attention to the people around them, then by that time——"

"Ah!" Phaethon nodded suddenly, "I understand. Thanks for the reminder!"

"Got it?" Lu Liang smiled. "And I heard there are a lot of pretty girls in the Imperial College."

"why?"

"Because there are all kinds of people from all over the world. And because the Imperial College has almost no tuition, everyone's face is filled with a prosperous smile."

"Thank you! No one has ever told me this before."

"No thanks, just consider it my ticket money. Your driving skills are much better than my dad's. My dad just stares at the front and drives without saying a word. It's so boring. It's so sleepy in the middle of the night, but I can't sleep." As she spoke, she rubbed her temples.

Although staying up late occasionally was not a big problem for a Qigong practitioner like her, and she could even stand not sleeping for two or three days, when the time came, her natural physiological habits still made her sleepy.

Suddenly, a voice came from the intercom:

"This is car 15. Everything is normal. Report completed."

"This is 14, everything is normal, report completed."

A series of voices began to announce that Phaethon was almost here.

"Should I answer? Or should you?" Phaethon asked.

"Let me do it." Lu Liang sat up and picked up the intercom:

"Everything is normal with car 09."

After saying that, she put down the walkie-talkie.

"Ah? What should I say? Which number are we?" Han Xingzhi's bewildered voice came from the communication channel, "Number eight! We are number eight! Everything is normal!"

A series of reports were stuck here. After all, he was not a Jinyiwei, and he had not received military training. He was just tied up here because Shangluo was here. Now he had to serve as a communications soldier here.

Such a conspicuous person was immediately noticed by other cars after the routine communication.

"Why does the sound of car 8 sound so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere before. Isn't this Lao Han's nephew?"

"Ah? Yes, it's me. I came here to help out today. I'm sorry to bother you all."

"Great! Very spirited! Since we have a new member today, let's instill in you some Jinyiwei military culture!"

"Ah? What culture?" Han Xingzhi's voice was full of confusion.

"Wen Yuan! You start!"

"No time, I'm driving! There are so many immortals in my car, don't you know?!" Wen Yuan's vague voice came over, sometimes far away, sometimes close. He didn't dare to turn sideways to answer it, but Han Xingzhi held the intercom for him to talk.

"Then let me start." Lu Liang suddenly sat up.

Phaethon beside him asked in confusion: "What culture?"

"You'll know when you listen." Lu Liang cleared his throat: "Swordsman! Ready, go!"

A man with all his strength is worth a thousand men!!!

【Ah! What's that sound!】Apollonia was awakened.

The anger rushed out of my heart, and I regarded death as sleep!!!

The bow is always in hand, always on the front line!!!

It's like a falcon shooting a goose, both sides are hit!!!

A series of deafening, completely out of tune, even uneven sounds exploded in the communication channel. The melody of this song was very winding and difficult to sing. Because the melody itself was written at a very high level, it was so lyrical that even if it was read out loud, there was still a melody in it. Dozens of people sang together in the communication channel, waking up Apollonia from her sleep.

[Shangluo, what's going on! Is there a war?]

"They are not singing." Shangluo turned his head to glance at Fu Yuanshan who was sleeping - he seemed to be sleeping more soundly, this familiar "Jinyiwei culture" actually had a hypnotic effect on him.

Lu Huaiyang beside him was also clapping and singing along. His singing was obviously much better. If he hadn't been sitting in the back row today, he might have led the singing.

Even Xu Fu, who was sitting behind him——

Xu Fu also narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly: "Hmm, it's a bit interesting."

He murmured, "Sure enough, the Great Qin has not yet perished. This kind of music is the music of the Great Qin."

But before he finished singing in the letter, it seemed that he had not sung enough. Suddenly, someone in the car behind him shouted, "Come on, come on! Oh! Next song, "Ding Feng Bo", start!"

The crowd was excited, and the tone was even higher than before -

"Hey hey hey!" Lu Huaiyang suddenly reacted, "You can't sing this! You can't sing this!"

But he was sitting in the back row and couldn't grab the intercom in the front row. Han Xingzhi was too flustered to pass the intercom over, and everyone had already started singing, the pitch was even higher than before, and everyone was shouting:

How much can you learn from studying and swordsmanship? Fighting on the battlefield~~~ galloping and hunching.

Holding a green spear as heavy as iron, the bright moon and the newly sharpened Longquan three-foot sword.

It is worthy of envy for the army of the past, and it is worthy of praise for the Confucian scholars~~~they had many virtues and abilities.

Suddenly, smoke of war was heard from all sides, and the scholars were asked, who dared to calm the storm!!!

[Wow, this lyric is really singable. The imperial examination system is a mockery of Confucian scholars, right? But it seems that everyone here is also a scholar.]

"Alas," Lu Huaiyang shook his head, "Forget it, there's no military supervisor here anyway, just sing." Before he could pick up the intercom and mutter a few words, Xu Fu behind him suddenly clapped his hands:

"Good! You sing it well! This is the song of the Qin Empire! Suddenly, smoke of war rose from all four corners of the country, and the Confucian scholars were asked, who dared to settle the storm! You sing it well! The Confucian scholars should have died long ago! It is these Confucian scholars who have ruined the reputation of us Taoist priests."

"what?"

"I take back my words. You are all true Qin people! This is how we should sing songs! Who composed these songs? Who are they sung for? I will petition the Emperor of Qin to give him the title of Doctor!"

"This song is actually... actually sung for the King of Qin. Of course, it's a little complicated. It's not your King of Qin."

"Ridiculous! There can only be one Great Qin in this world, how can there be another King of Qin?" He paused again, "Oh! Who cares? As long as he kills the Confucian scholars, he is the real King of Qin!"

Chapter 1185 Jinyiwei’s Treasure

"Ah, so noisy." A Jinyiwei named King Kong spoke in the Jinyiwei's action channel.

"Huh?" Lu Huaiyang asked in surprise, "King Kong? Is it noisy there? Isn't your pressurized cabin soundproof?"

"It is indeed soundproof, but I don't know which god is using his innate energy to sing along, and his singing is even more off-tune than others. That sound keeps lingering in my head."

[It's you.] The "you" Apollonia was referring to was Shangluo in 99.9% of cases.

"Eh? Did I just sing out loud?"

[You sang in your heart so I heard it. Maybe someone else with very sharp senses can also read it. ]

"What kind of dog nose is this? Why is it so sensitive?"

"Why does it feel like someone is scolding me?" King Kong muttered, "Forget it. How long will it take? We need to prepare."