It was as if he had seen the secret realm opening and closing with his own eyes.

He said that he saw this from ancient books. What kind of ancient books could record such detailed information.

Was it written by Fuxi?

Fortunately.

Zhang Heng is a person who knows the importance of things.

The secrets about Yang Pan are not only curious, they are simply scary.

Whose pawn is he?

Who is planning the layout?

Is it the power of the Golden Immortal, or is it the repetition of heaven and earth?

Zhang Heng didn’t know.

He only knows the ordinary Sun Pu and the ordinary [Sun Pu's Journey to Sifang City].

Standing behind him was an extremely terrifying elder of the Nether Sect who needed Lord Damao to personally come to reason with him.

To know.

Sun Pu just traveled across the plane and went to other worlds to become a copycat.

Talk about scary.

If Yang Pan is really a reborn person, someone reset the timeline for him.

The person behind it is, at least, the same existence as the elder of the Nether Sect, or even worse.

"Let's go."

Yang Pan didn't say anything.

Zhang Heng did not ask again.

The result is when leaving the house.

It happened that Lu Sheng was moving.

Lu Sheng is now the little overlord of Guobei County. He is in charge of more than a dozen gangs, large and small, in Guobei County. Naturally, he has to move to a big house so that he can still live in the city.

"Huh!"

Seeing Lu Sheng, Yang Pan paused slightly: "What a martial arts prodigy. His energy and blood are obviously ordinary, but his martial arts will is so full that he actually condenses the shadow of a stick behind him. If he takes this back to the army, it will be great

With training, the Twelve Princes will have a general with unparalleled skills under his command in the future."

After going through Zhang Heng’s dream world practice.

Lu Sheng is like a piece of beautiful jade, and at first glance he is the best candidate for practicing martial arts.

Yang Pan came from the Zhenxihou Mansion, so he certainly had good eyesight.

It can be seen at a glance that Lu Sheng is a good prospect.

"Don't touch him."

Zhang Heng said without looking back.

"pity..."

Yang Pan looked regretful.

But when Zhang Heng opened his mouth, he couldn't say much.

It's just a guess that Lu Sheng may have some relationship with Zhang Heng, otherwise how could he get this world's strongest person to speak up and take care of him.

"Look, Lu Sheng, isn't that the owner of the bookstore next door?"

Sister Lu Yun noticed Zhang Heng's side and couldn't help but pulled her brother and said.

Lu Sheng looked up.

I don’t know why, but looking at Zhang Heng’s back, I suddenly felt a bit reluctant to leave.

"Gang leader, everything is packed and ready to go."

Stunned.

Someone came to report.

Lu Sheng was called back to his mind and ordered to the left and right: "Let's go."

Those who push carts, those who carry boxes.

A group of people walked in front in a mighty manner, and then Lu Sheng followed behind the group, turning back as they walked. Unfortunately, Zhang Heng's back was nowhere to be found.

"Your horses are pretty good. They should be BMWs that are hybrids of monsters and beasts. They can travel thousands of miles in a day."

Out of the city.

Zhang Heng called Yang Pan and the three hundred cavalry he brought to one place: "Unfortunately, it's not good enough. I have the ability to fly to the sky. I can fly thousands of miles away. You can't keep up with me on horseback. I think so.

You guys ride back and I'll take Yang Pan one step ahead."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, waiting for Yang Pan's order.

Yang Pan had learned Zhang Heng's flying skills, and immediately said: "Listen to the master, you can ride on horseback, we will drive through the white clouds."

Drive, drive, drive...

Three hundred cavalry marched forward.

Zhang Heng threw out the Ruyi Palace, placed the Yang Pan in the palace, then shrunk the palace, put it in the storage bag around his waist and soared into the sky.

evening.

Northern Wilderness.

Zhang Heng fell from the sky and released Yang Pan.

Yang Pan looked at Beihuang City in front of him, then at Zhang Heng who looked not tired, and said with envy: "When can I be as handsome as a real person?"

Zhang Heng shook his head: "When you have my strength, it's hard to say whether it will be a blessing or a curse."

It’s not Zhang Heng who is throwing cold water on me.

But Yang Pan has great ambitions.

When he becomes the strongest in the world, there will be weapons on earth, causing husbands and wives to hate each other, and fathers and sons to kill each other.

The prerequisite for great governance is great chaos.

Without ten rooms and nine empty rooms, how could the world be at peace?

"What real people say is really mysterious."

Yang Pan didn't care and invited: "Master, please come inside."

All the way through.

Beihuang City looks quite prosperous.

Different Northern Wilderness tribes, wearing different costumes, led cattle and horses to trade with merchants in the city.

Here, almost everyone carries a weapon.

But Zhang Heng found that the security here was very good, the stone-paved ground was very clean, there was no blood left, and there were no unclaimed bones on the roadside.

"No weapons can be used in Beihuang City."

"Otherwise, not only the troublemakers will be executed, but their tribes will also be severely punished."

"The Twelve Princes are implementing new policies in Beihuang City and encouraging trade."

"Every day, many tribes drove their cattle, sheep, and horses to trade in exchange for salt, cloth, spices, and tea."

While walking, Yang Pan told Zhang Heng about Beihuang City.

After walking around for a while, we were almost at Prince Min's Mansion.

Zhang Heng said: "They are all castrated stallions. It seems that the Northern Wilderness tribe is also very wary of you."

Yang Pan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Zhang Heng to understand this.

"Yes, actually both sides are on guard."

"For example, we strictly prohibit the export of iron tools. Many tribes in the Northern Wilderness do not allow mares and stallions that can retain seeds to escape."

When Yang Pan said this, he paused slightly: "Next step, we are going to relax trading restrictions and exchange iron ore for mares and stallions that can retain seeds."

Zhang Heng was noncommittal: "This is a double-edged sword. The Central Plains lacks horses, and the Northern Wilderness lacks iron ore. If we exchange with each other, it's hard to say who will benefit."

Yang Pan said: "Our forging technology is much better than that of the Northern Wilderness tribe, but the people in the Northern Wilderness tribe grew up on horses and their riding skills are better than ours."

He paused slightly and then said: "Actually, the craftsmen are more important than the iron mines and horses. If the tribe offers a price, and the craftsmen go to seek refuge, they will be rewarded with two gold cakes, two slaves, and three women.

This is terrible."

Zhang Heng was silent for a while: "This tribe is the Immortality Tribe?"
Chapter completed!