The strange "chariot" left a series of indentations in the martial arts training ground.


    If someone looks down from a high altitude at this time, they will find that these indentations form a "butt" pattern pierced by arrows. Chen Tang also controlled the "chariot" to dig out one big hole after another in the martial arts training ground. After digging, the soil was filled back and compacted.


    Dig a hole, backfilling, digging, filling...


    The soldiers who were idle also watched the fun.


    I was fascinated by it before I knew it. This "chariot" seemed to have a different charm. The more I looked at it, the more I liked it, and I wanted to try it myself. When they came to their senses, they turned their heads and looked at their left and right. What a guy, all the familiar robes ran over.


    There were too many onlookers, and they were finally driven away.


    The boss came over with great momentum: "Everyone is idle? Just practice for two more rounds around the martial arts training ground!"


    The soldier''s face instantly became bitterer than bitter melon.


    Not long after, loud slogans sounded again in the martial arts training ground.


    Chen Tang also had a good time and jumped off the excavator.


    She didn''t know the internal structure of the "excavator" in Beijiu, but judging from the operation just now, the function was quite similar to the excavator she knew. Chen Tang waved to Beijiu, and Beijiu, who was standing in the corner, stepped forward and saluted: "Lord."


    Chen Tang raised his hand and turned into a loving mother''s sword.


    Poke the shell of this "excavator".


    She did not inject literary or martial arts into the loving mother''s sword, and even used her strength. The sword edge of the loving mother''s sword hit the shell, and the two intersected and made a sound similar to a metal impact, leaving no sword marks. Chen Tang was a little curious: "Do you have any contact with it?"


    Beijiu looked at her blankly, not understanding the reason, until Yun Ce''s voice sounded in her mind: [My lord is asking you, are you connected with your "chariot"? 】


    This is like a military totem to a military brave warrior.


    If the military totem is seriously injured or dissipated, the military warrior itself will also suffer a certain backlash. There are also such connections in war horses, but the connection between the two is not as deep as the totem of the military courage, and the backlash symptoms are also mild, such as stagnation of the martial qi in the meridians for a moment.


    Beijiu immediately reacted and shook his head suddenly.


    "Report to the lord, no."


    Chen Tang confirmed with her again: "Are you sure?"


    Beijiu didn''t know what Chen Tang was concerned about, and responded again: "It''s true... no, I have no contact with it."


    There is no subtle feeling of mind and mind connection.


    The next second, she saw the lord swing the sword blade and chopped the excavator in half. This move was not only Beijiu was stunned, but Liao Jia and others didn''t understand her intentions - Could it be that this chariot had committed any taboos? But the lord clearly liked it very much.


    "You don''t have to think too much. I just want to see how its defense ability is." Seeing that Beijiu looked wrong, Chen Tang made a special explanation, poured some force into his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced into the excavator''s shell for about an inch. "Depending on the situation, it can at most block the third-class hairpinning attack. Zhoukou''s contact and practiced for a short time, and he did this, which was really beyond expectations and had a promising future."


    Beijiu tried to explain and hesitated.


    "Lord, this thing is not... used for combat..."


    The "chariot" excavator in front of me can only be used to get to get off work and digging pits. No matter how fast, mobility or defense abilities are, they cannot compare with the chariot summoned by brave warriors, let alone killing the enemy on the battlefield, they are afraid that they will disappoint the lord.


    Chen Tang looked clear: "Of course I know."


    After saying that, he asked Liao Jia and others, "Have you discovered it?"


    A mindless sentence made Beijiu feel at a loss again. Before this, the biggest official she had contacted was Qishan. Every time she saw him, she felt her tongue being taken away by a cat, and her hair was all over her body protesting to live in the same room with him. The other party''s eyebrows were a little more serious, so she was extremely cramped. Now, if it were the worshipped lord, the symptoms did not improve much, and it was even more dull than wood.


    I couldn''t help but look at Yun Ce for help.


    What did you discover?


    But Yun Ce also kept his eyes closed and thought, but he did not receive the signal.


    Chu Yao took a few steps forward to take a closer look. He looked at Liao Jia and saw the way out. But he did not reveal the answer but asked Yun Ce to take action, further confirming the speculation: "I''ll do it and completely smash it, the better."


    Yun Ce did as he said.


    Everyone retreated, and Liao Jia and Chu Yao took action at the same time to raise a large number of literary barriers to prevent the explosion of air waves and splashing debris from hurting people. When an explosion sounded, the literary barrier was shattered twice. The air waves pass by buffering, and only the breeze remains near.


    Beijiu''s eyes were brightly watched the magical scene in front of him.


    After the dust and smoke dissipated, only pieces of debris wrapped in ice and snow were left on the spot, scattered around the pit as the center.


    Chen Tang said: "Yuanmou, remove the ice and snow."


    In an instant, the ice and snow turned into ice-blue mist and dissipated the world, and the wreckage of the "chariot" disappeared for a long time.


    Beijiu walked carefully and approached Yunce.


    He asked in a low voice: "Is there anything wrong with this?"


    Yun Ce is also a smart person. Even though he couldn''t find any clues at the beginning, after two rounds of operations, he also discovered a key problem: "Jiujiu, it''s very wrong. The ''chariot'' you transformed into is too stable and very abnormal."


    Beijiu is still confused: "Too stable?"


    Yun Ce carefully observed Chen Tang and the others. The lord and the others didn''t care about this for the time being, so they whispered to Beijiu in a low voice.


    "The war horses condensed by martial arts warriors with martial arts will return to the essence of martial arts once they are seriously injured or fatal injuries, and the same is true for the disintegration of the chariot. Similarly, the weapons and armors created by the warriors need to be repaired by martial arts. Even if they do not have any damage, they need to continuously output martial arts to maintain their entity. But the ''chariot'' you transform into is different."


    As he said that, Yunce discovered another key.


    "A warrior can only control his own war horses and chariots, and cannot truly lend them to others. Even if the reins are handed over to outsiders, the warrior still needs to cooperate with his mind. And just now, the actions of the ''chariot'' are all the will of the lord."


    Beijiu did not participate in the entire process.


    She did not continue to consume her "qi" and maintain the existence of the "chariot", nor did she use her mind to control the "chariot" and cooperate with the control when Shen Tang entered the car. Beijiu transformed into a "chariot", and this "chariot" was completely independent.


    This situation is similar to the fact that the lord Yan Ling transforms into food.


    Yun Ce still remembers the scene where his lord casually made a big cake stuffed into his mouth. With this skill, it would be difficult to starve to death! On the other hand, although a brave warrior can transform into a war horse, its essence is the purified energy of heaven and earth, not horse meat.


    Beijiu knows too little about martial artists and literary scholars. Even if Yun Ce patiently explains, she is still a little confused - such a small gap, why is the lord and the others so serious?


    She waited patiently for the comments to come out.


    As a result, I didn''t wait until the lord''s inquiry came.


    Her eyebrows seemed to have an insolvent mystery, and she looked at Beijiu''s eyes full of encouragement: "Yuanliang wrote a letter saying that you had spent more than a month studying the drawings I drew, and had a dream that day? Can Zhoukou describe the content of that dream in detail?"


    Beijiu can answer this question.


    She recalled her dream carefully.


    "Report to the lord, in a dream..."


    The dreams in the past were all messy, and when I woke up, I only had a vague impression, and I would forget the essence in no time. But the dream that day was different, as clear as if Beijiu had experienced it personally. Every detail she saw and heard in her dreams can be recalled, no matter how big or small. She clearly remembered that in order to solve the secret buried by the lord in the drawings, she could still have a normal schedule in the first few days, but as she deepened her research and added to the volume of treasures sent by the lord, she entered a state of selflessness.


    If someone hadn''t reminded her to eat and sleep on time, she would have forgotten that her body still needs these, especially when she encountered a bottleneck, she would have forgotten that time had passed. Every time I briefly escape from my state of selflessness, the sky outside the window is different.


    On the night she succeeded, she realized that she was never tired before, her eyes were heavy like a fill of lead, and she dragged her body in a daze and threw herself onto the bed. That sleep was also the most peaceful and sweetest night she slept in her life.


    Open my eyes, but I didn''t see the familiar beam.


    Giant carpenters are flying in the sky!


    Chisels, planes, saws, rulers, ink buckets, shovels and even **** of thread flew over her head one after another.


    Beijiu subconsciously chased them in the direction they were flying.


    She didn''t know how long she had run.


    I only know that my body is getting lighter and lighter as I run, my body becomes less and less controlled by her, and I don’t even stop at the abyss in front of me. What''s strange is that she didn''t have any fear in her heart, as if she subconsciously determined that she wouldn''t fall off the cliff and die.


    Facts have also proved that there is indeed no.


    A step out of the cliff and stepped on a giant wooden ruler.


    This wooden ruler carried her towards a higher and higher place, flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher, flying out of the clouds.


    There was a dark green light at the end of the clouds.


    Countless particles of light surround her body. They seemed to be subjected to some kind of suction, with her body as the center of the vortex, through her skin and into her muscles and bones. She wanted to grab a handful of curiosity, and the light particles seemed to be conscious, shuttled through her fingertips.


    [So amazing! 】????Beijiu couldn''t help but sigh.


    As the words fell, the sky sounded hard to tell the difference between men and women.


    The sound is light and vague, and the content cannot be clearly distinguished.


    Listen carefully, it looks like a woman, a man, a person, and a group of people. The more she listened, the more she felt her mind was confused and her eyes were blurred. Beijiu couldn''t help but close his eyes and shook them. When she opened her eyes again, giant phantoms passed by her side. There are men and women, old and young, brocade clothes, and white robes. Beijiu was completely stunned.


    [Who are you? 】


    She couldn''t help but speak loudly.


    [Where is this place? 】


    Until a figure made her look familiar.


    Although the face of the giant phantom was very blurred, Beijiu just felt familiar and blurted out: [Teacher! 】


    A figure suspected to be a teacher passed by her left side.


    Beijiu turned his head to pursue.


    We witnessed the latter from human figures to tools.


    Not only this figure, but other illusory figures have also turned into different tools, such as crossbows, relay machines, and even dry boats, ziplines, bridges, and giant water trucks...


    Are these people or ghosts?


    Beijiu felt at a loss and was also afraid.


    At this moment, the fuzzy sound gradually became clear.


    The voice sings: [The sky covers the earth, and there are tens of thousands of things, and things are also done, and the song is completed without leaving them. Is it human power? 】


    Beijiu''s attention was instantly attracted.


    She subconsciously followed the voice and murmured: [After everything is ten thousand, you must wait for dictation and then you can recognize it. How much does it matter? Among all things, it is useless…]


    What she said was the same as the voice.


    Because this is the opening words of "The Work of Heaven and Things".


    During these days when Beijiu joined the official office, he was afraid that he would never get in touch with the holy objects again, so he did not dare to slack off every day, and he held the book and studied it in a daze. That posture wanted to engrave every word into the bones and blood, and the body also formed inertia.


    But the length of the article was too long, and her memory was not as unforgettable as that of a literary scholar, and she quickly felt stuttering.


    Shut up with a frustrated look.


    Listen quietly to the sound of the sky.


    This sound seemed to have a different kind of magic power. Beijiu was surprised to find that every word he had heard was magically remembered!


    The pearls flow and the jade is turned, and I don’t know the year and month.


    The recitation has come to an end.


    Beijiu is not feeling boring or tired, but he feels still not satisfied. Just as I was about to regret why I didn’t recite the sound more, the sound of nature sounded in my ears, and groups of white cranes were graceful and graceful.


    She opened her eyes wide in shock and looked up at the giant palace that was almost covering the sky. This palace is not gorgeous, even a little simple and simple, but the details are extraordinary. Beijiu sat on a wooden ruler and arrived below the thousand steps of the palace...


    [Am I going up? 】


    Beijiu murmured at the steps higher than himself.


    Looking around, no one answered.


    I had to grit my teeth and climb.


    The magical thing is that she took a step forward and took a step forward.


    The steps just now were behind me.


    It’s indeed a dream, everything will happen.


    Beijiu thought so, lifted his skirt and ran forward, quickly climbing up the stairs, getting faster and faster. When she arrived behind her, she felt herself flying, and she could even hear the sound of the wind in her ears.


    Every time she took a step, strange scenes appeared.


    Some people stood in the mountains, holding weeds covered with fine teeth; some people wore cloth clothes and talked with the princes; some people held chisels to open the wood; some people stood beside the canal and watched the water truck; some people were on the battlefield and looked at the ladder...


    The voice just now appeared again.


    But this time it was not "Natural Work" to open things.


    Beijiu felt his body pass through a transparent barrier.


    Returning to her senses, she has reached the last step.


    The hall door at the end of the steps was closed, silent around.


    [Is anyone there? Is there anyone here? 】


    Beijiu wandered in place, no one responded.


    [Someone told me where is this place? 】


    There is still no second person.


    She was a little discouraged and had to rely on herself.


    Until she looked up at the plaque on the hall gate.


    A few vague words can be seen vaguely.


    [Ink? 】


    She murmured and recognized only one after a while.


    [Ink...what? 】


    After watching for a long time, my eyes hurt.


    Beijiu turned around and rubbed her eyes, worried about how to wake up from the dream, when a breeze surged from behind her, causing the corners of her clothes to fly around. She subconsciously turned her head and saw the originally closed hall door slowly opening up like an ancient call.


    Someone sighed and chuckled with relief.


    [Finally, you are here. 】


    [This place is the Mohist temple. 】


    [Welcome, Ink. 】


    |ω`)


    PS: The main business of Mohist School in this article is infrastructure, and there is no war.


    PPS: Alas, I’m worried now. If a scholar or a martial artist, I feel strange (all of them are). I’m not as good as a scholar, a military general, a doctor, a doctor is Xinglin? Alas, I can only think about it again.


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    Nan Xing died, but lived again. She became a corpse that could walk, eat, sleep but had no heartbeat.


    The difference is that she can see other people’s past and predict other people’s future.


    If you want to live in this world, you can only provide consulting services.


    So a small stall for "professional consultation" was set up under the overpass.


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    Professional consultation, learn about it. If it doesn''t work, you don''t need money.