There are many tribes in Mongolia.

For example, the Tatarite is one of them.

The chief of the Tatar tribe had a headache. He offended Temujin back then, but he really didn't realize Temujin was so powerful. As a result, Temujin is becoming more and more powerful now, and there are tens of thousands of cavalry under his command alone.

Moreover, Temujin is a man with evil nature. He has fought big and small battles since he was in his teens, and fought dozens of times before losing once.

The patriarch of the Tatar tribe is really unsure of being able to beat Temujin on the battlefield.

What should I do?

At this time, a man rushed in: "Class leader, great things, great things."

"What's a good thing?" said the patriarch of the Tatar tribe weakly. Temujin is particularly cruel. After he defeats himself, he will definitely kill himself with various tortures, and it will not make it easier for him to die.

"I heard that the sword god of the Song Dynasty came to Temujin. He killed three thousand Temujin's subordinates in Temujin's base camp, causing Temujin's troops to completely collapse, and Temujin was also killed by the sword god of the Song Dynasty."

"Great Song Sword God." After hearing this, the head of the Tatar tribe was stunned: "What did you say? Are you almost ninety years old? A man of such an old age killing three thousand Mongolian cavalry alone?"

He really doesn't believe it, he looks like you are teasing me.

The messenger said, "We didn't believe it at first. But that's the case."

"I heard that sixty years ago, this great Song sword god once killed 6,000 Jin soldiers by one person, and defeated 90,000 Jin soldiers. At that time, it was a legend, and the rumors were false. Now, seeing that his old man who was almost ninety years old could still be so fierce, it seems that the rumors are true. Ao!" The patriarch of the Tatar tribe couldn't help but smile: "Okay, okay, once Temujin dies, we can live in peace."

"The Great Song Dynasty sword god is so powerful. But why did he come to kill Temujin? Hey, if we do, we must surrender to the Great Song Dynasty and express our admiration for the Great Song Dynasty. The Great Song Dynasty is a country of etiquette, so it is not easy to attack us." The patriarch of the Tatar tribe immediately felt that he was too smart.

...

And within the Song Dynasty.

Thirteen Houses.

"I heard that your old man from Zhu family, our sword god in the Song Dynasty, was so old that he ran to the grassland. He killed 3,000 Mongolian cavalry on 20,000 Mongolian cavalry and killed the patriarch of that department. What is the name of Timuzhen?" Chen Zhenzhen, the agent of the Chen family, said in the Thirteenth House.

In the original era, women could not show up.

But after sixty years of reform, women can come out now.

The Chen family even introduced Chen Zhenzhen to the highest position in the Chen family, which shows how powerful this woman is.

Zhu Fu, the agent of the Zhu family, couldn't help but smile bitterly: "We don't know that the old man is so old and has such good skills. Facing 20,000 cavalry, kill 3,000. What does this mean? But the old man is really. Now our Song Dynasty is strong and powerful. What kind of troops are you going to destroy? What kind of troops are you going to kill Temujin? Just say it, we descendants will get it done immediately."

In the eyes of Zhu Fu and others, Temujin is just like a minion, and they don’t take it seriously at all.

They had no idea what kind of destructive power Temujin had produced in history.

Even if the Song Dynasty's current military strength is far stronger than Mongolia, the will of the times is on Temujin's side.

If they were really allowed to deal with Temujin, it would be possible to make the fuss and let Temujin escape.

"The old man is so amazing. I have heard since I was a child that the old man broke into the 90,000 Jin soldiers and killed 6,000 Jin soldiers, laying the foundation for our Song Dynasty in one fell swoop. However, they all felt that they were too mysterious and thought they had false reports." said Zong Huanzhi, the agent of the Zong family, and said: "How can I find it? This matter can't be true anymore. I am convinced that he is still so powerful at such an old age."

"No wonder, many years ago, it was rumored that the old man was a god, not a human."

"But it's worrying to be working so hard outside at such an old age." Zhu Fu sighed.

"But it's good that he does this, and the surroundings will probably be shocked. After a while, there will probably be a large number of neighboring countries who will submit to us and be willing to be vassals."

"By the way, Zhu Fu, you are also a descendant of Zhu's family. Why can't you beat your old man so much?" Chen Zhenzhen joked Zhu Fu.

Zhu Fu could only smile bitterly: "How did I know? I want to be super capable of fighting, but I can't do it. I asked my dad, my dad is just ordinary, and he can fight about ten or twenty of them by himself. It's too far from the old man."

Everything was as expected by these people. This battle once again caused a sensation in the world. All the neighboring countries surrendered and were willing to be vassals.

The people are discussing this battle again, and the legend of the sword god is still continuing.

...

In a blink of an eye, more than thirty years have passed.

The times are changing.

Time changes.

Zhu Fu, the agent of Zhu family, was already old and died. The next one was Zhu Yan of Zhu, He Xuan's grandson, who was also very old. Now the Song Dynasty is becoming more and more powerful and famous all over the world.

However, all of this has nothing to do with the white-haired old man basking in the sun in the courtyard.

He Xuan sat quietly like this, basking in the sun quietly, waiting for the moment when his life ended.

I don’t know what world I will go to next time.

This old man, who had a reputation throughout the world, had a smile on his lips and left the world.

Like during the Ming Dynasty, when the old man passed away, all the senior officials of the Song Dynasty were alarmed and a grand funeral was held for the old man. But in fact, such a funeral was just a form of form. After all, those who were in the same era as this old man were old and all the rest did not have too deep feelings for the old man.

He Xuan himself was also looking forward to this moment, waiting for himself to become a soul state, and life was about to start again.

All attributes will be reset to zero immediately.

He Xuan (Soul State.)

Mental power: 1.

Power: None.

Speed: None.

Physical constitution: None.

Defense: None.

Negative emotion value: 366,000 points.

The previous world received a total of 213,000 points, but after redeeming the primary time and space fruit, 50,000 points were used, leaving 153,000 points. This world earned another 213,000 points like the previous world.

It seems that the world without demons and martial arts is like this.

The highest negative value that can be extracted in a world is 213,000 points.

In the store fruits, like the last time, there was an extra black and half white color. The fruit seemed to be painted with a strange fruit of a yin and yang fish. It was the primary time and space fruit.

Looking at the introduction, I still look the same as before, and you can travel through the plane without demons and martial arts. The specific plane is randomly transmitted, and consume 50,000 negative emotions.

Is the next world still a world without demons or martial arts?

I don’t know which dynasty in history it will be.

He Xuan exchanged the fruit and fell down.

Then, a white light was emitted from the fruit with the shape of a yin and yang fish on it, and a black light wrapped around He Xuan's soul and disappeared from this world.

Goodbye, Song Dynasty.
Chapter completed!