The world of Heaven.

Wudang Mountain, Zhenwu Hall.

"Those who are not of my race will have different hearts!"

Zhang Sanfeng was muttering this sentence in his mouth, and the spirit in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Ha ha……"

He laughed and instantly understood what Li Luo meant.

The Mongol Yuan was cruel and unkind. Since entering the Central Plains Shenzhou, the Han people have completely fallen and become the fourth-class person at the same price as pigs and sheep.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, in order to maintain his rule, Emperor Yuan divided all the peoples of the world into four levels according to different ethnic groups:

The Mongols were well-deserved first-class people; Semi people (Xixia, Huihui) were second; Han people were second; Southern people were the lowest.

The third-class Han people and the fourth-class southerners both came from the same ancestor, but there was actually a huge difference.

The third-class Han people were cartilage minions who obeyed the rule of the Mongol Yuan, and were no longer considered authentic Han people.

The fourth-class southerner was a Han Chinese from the original Southern Song Dynasty.

The Mongols killed a minimum fourth-class Han man and only had to punish fifty times and then compensated the deceased with some money.

If the Han people kill the Mongols, they will be sentenced to death.

Later, the Mongols were no longer sentenced to death by killing Han people. They only had to pay a sheep and could be punished.

Not only that, the Mongolians even enjoyed the right to first night.

When a fourth-class Han people marry a new wife, they must give their daughter-in-law their first night rights to the Mongolians, usually to the local Mongolian guardians, and the guardians can only return them to the Han people after they have a sleep.

If you find that your wife is no longer pure before your newlyweds, you will be punished by the Mongolians.

Moreover, when the fourth class of people get married, they have to ask the Mongolians to serve as a security guard, otherwise they will be punished.

So many fourth-class Han people secretly fell to death after their first child was born.

Fourth-class Han people cannot have weapons, and even the kitchen knife at home requires several families to use one together, and register it with real names to prevent the Han people from committing rebellion.

Fourth-class Han people could not have names, such as Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding ancestor of the Ming Dynasty. His previous names were Zhu Baba or Zhu Chongba.

Such numerous things show the low status of the Han people.

Whenever he thought of this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed to the sky and burst into tears. Even if he wanted to change this situation, he was still weak.

Indeed, with his current martial arts cultivation, he could rush into Yuan Dadu, kill all the relatives and nobles of the Mongolian Yuan royal family and bloody battles the capital.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Sanfeng did not do so.

If he really killed all the senior leaders of the Mongol Yuan, he would be happy. After he had a breath of anger, the world would be in chaos and the innocent people and Han compatriots would be the ones who suffered.

Therefore, the act of killing the top leaders of the Tartars is simply not feasible.

After all, no matter how many people killed a person, he could not save the suffering people in the world, nor could he overthrow the powerful imperial court of the Mongol Yuan.

However, the best way to overthrow an organization is to replace it with another organization.

"I know the future and have chat groups to help me. If I can't create a world again, I will return the Han people's rivers and mountains. What is the face of the old Taoist going to meet the ancestors and the ancestors?"

Looking at the beautiful rivers and mountains at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Sanfeng said excitedly.

He felt that in order to avoid the status quo, the passion that had been silent for decades boiled again.

At this time, the seven heroes of Wudang came out one after another and came to the Zhenwu Hall together.

"You all came out of seclusion!"

Zhang Sanfeng turned his head and looked at the seven people. His eyes flashed with a flash and he slicked his hands and said, "Hey... you all broke through, okay!"

With his eyesight, it can be seen that all his seven disciples are full of momentum and sharpness.

This is because after taking the immortal herb, their realm has been broken through and their skills have greatly increased.

Moreover, all seven of them entered the innate realm.

"It's up to the master to give the immortal grass that your disciple can break through!"

Song Yuanqiao, the boss who has become much younger, bowed respectfully and said excitedly.

It’s no wonder that he is so excited. With his nearly seventy years old, he has been stuck in the postnatal success for more than ten years. Without any accidents, there would be no possibility of breakthrough in his life.

Unexpectedly, Master Zhang Sanfeng gave him a fairy grass to break through immediately. No so-called innate bottleneck is a problem.

"The eldest brother is right. The disciple can break through the innate realm, all thanks to the master. Please accept the disciple's worship!"

The other six people looked at each other, leaned over and bowed down, and said in unison.

"Everyone gets up, the old man has something more important to share with you!"

Zhang Sanfeng was happy, and his face became heavy, and he said slowly: "When the Han people in China were all living in dire straits and were in dire straits, he was naturally very angry! But due to the difference between immortals and mortals, it is difficult to take action personally!"

After a pause, he continued, "So, he found a teacher, hoping to return the Han people's rivers and mountains to create a world again!"

After making up a better statement for the chat group, Zhang Sanfeng asked: "What do you brothers think about this? You might as well say it!"

As soon as these words came out, all the seven people in Song Yuanqiao were shocked.

Recreate the universe!

Isn’t this a rebellion?

But, rebel!

But it's not as easy as it is said!

It’s okay if things are done, but if they fail, the entire Wudang Sect will be implicated!

"Master, let us think carefully about this matter!"

Song Yuanqiao said with a heavy expression.

"Senior Brother, what else do you want to think? I've long seen the Mongolians get upset, fuck me!"

The old seventh son Mo Shenggu shouted loudly.

"Seventh brother, don't be presumptuous!"

Zhang Cuishan hurriedly stopped him.

"Master, in the eyes of my disciple, the strong are respected in the world, but it is different to conquer the world. Although we have good martial arts skills, we know nothing about how to lead troops to fight, govern the country and safeguard the people!"

The fourth brother Zhang Songxi said slowly: "Therefore, my disciple's advice is to find Qianlong to train him and then support him to dominate the world! If he can succeed, the benefits I gained from Wudang will be quite good!"

"Even if he was defeated and died, I, Wudang, would not lose much!"

After a pause, Zhang Songxi continued, "What do you think of me, brothers?"

After hearing his words, the six heroes of Wudang nodded. What the fourth brother said really makes sense. They not only fulfilled the instructions of the ancestors, but also did not get involved in the world, and had the best of both worlds.

but.

Zhang Sanfeng had different opinions.

"Songxi's idea is certainly safe, but it is not the best way to do it! I don't like it very much!"

It will take at least ten or eight years to cultivate Qianlong. Zhang Sanfeng doesn’t want to wait for so long, and the daylily will be cold by then.

"What a teacher means is Cuishan, thank you for your hard work, go down the mountain to win the Han family for the millions of people!"

Among the seven disciples, the eldest Song Yuanqiao diluted the Hongyuan, the second son Yu Lianzhou practiced hard, the third son Yu Daiyan was smart and capable, the fourth son Zhang Songxi was extremely smart, the sixth son Yin Liting was weak, and the seventh son Mo Shenggu was still young and not very steady.

Only the fifth brother Zhang Cuishan has the best understanding, is extremely intelligent and has a gentle temperament.

Moreover, he is also the father of Zhang Wuji, the protagonist of the next era.
Chapter completed!