Chapter 663: Epilogue 2 and Linkage Announcement

Epilogue 2 and Linkage Announcement

The Qin Dynasty established by Bai Lang, like the several Qin Dynasties before it in history, was a short-lived dynasty. He laughed at others for rotting in three generations, and his own dynasty was the same—before the third generation ascended the throne, it experienced quite a battle for the throne. Several princes fought each other in various political battles, and the one who finally won also killed his own brothers and ascended the throne in his thirties. At this time, it was already the outbreak of the Industrial Revolution.

Due to the policies left by Bai Lang, the power of merchants in the coastal areas of Jiangnan and Guangnan expanded greatly, causing fierce conflicts with agricultural landlords and the small-scale peasant economy. And the reigning Emperor had a gloomy but tyrannical personality, and his personal family martial arts were extremely high, so "wisdom is enough to reject remonstrance, words are enough to decorate mistakes; high in the world with sound, thinking that everything is below oneself." The things that Zi Shou Xin was criticized for, this one also did almost the same—only without a Daji.

The world was in chaos again. This Majesty did not have the martial power of his ancestors. Although he was still fierce, he really could not compare with Bai Lang. And among them, other people of the Bai family who were not killed by him were also making trouble, so the world was in a great melee. The ending of this Emperor was not far from King Zhou, and he was besieged to death. The dynasty could be considered finished. Fortunately, the various anti-kings themselves were strong and did not give the foreigners any chance.

Bai Lang was too lazy to look at the situation afterwards. Anyway, it was just a habitual battle for unification of the world. For a dynasty that ended in three generations, Bai Lang could only say "as expected." It was no wonder he was ridiculed by the owner of the tavern. That was a big shot he couldn't afford to offend. "What are you going to do next?" The tavern owner asked casually, looking like whatever Bai Lang chose had nothing to do with him, "Go and mix with that old recidivist who has been in the palace several times?"

"Or..." The owner of this tavern showed a cheap smile, which was quite ferocious, "Conquer the heavens?"

Bai Lang immediately straightened his face, "How can such a thing be done! I would rather be able to return to the world before I crossed over."

"Then you have to find a way yourself. It's not difficult to go over from here." The bar owner said with a smile, and then this guy disappeared with a "pop." Bai Lang found that there was only him in the tavern now. The Si Wu who pulled him before had also left. "Damn! How can I leave?" Bai Lang scratched his head, and his appearance was almost the same as when his thief-match master was still a monkey.

Bai Lang could feel that this place could lead to many, many places, but he was still missing a little bit of inspiration. It was estimated that he would succeed once he found that bit of inspiration. Just at this time, a person appeared in the tavern with a "pop." Looking over, it was a man with a very ordinary face and slightly bulging eyes. He was actually a foreigner—the military uniform this guy was wearing, in Bai Lang's opinion, should be a German military uniform.

Not long after this guy came, he nodded to Bai Lang and disappeared with a "pop" without saying a word. Bai Lang felt that such a weak person could also shuttle through space, so there was no reason he couldn't do it. "That guy's physical body is very weak!" Bai Lang stepped on the floor hard, and with "ah ah ah ah," he also disappeared with a "pop"...

The sky was spinning, but what kind of martial arts did Bai Lang have? He just treated the mere spinning as a fart. A "thousand-jin drop" fixed his body, and the true Qi outside his body reversed to offset the rotation. Soon he was sprayed out like a piece of shit. "This is a palm technique that descends from the sky!" Bai Lang found himself at a height of at least three thousand meters from the ground—because there were clouds beside him. As a peerless martial arts master, a strong man who had achieved the fruit position of an earthly immortal, he wouldn't die from a mere three thousand meters.

"What's wrong with the heaven and earth Qi in this ghost place?" After operating his true Qi, Bai Lang was startled, "Could it be that I was lucky enough to go home this time?" The heaven and earth Qi in this place had a unique characteristic of "immovable as a mountain," and the true Qi could only pry a negligible bit. However, Bai Lang's supernatural martial arts were originally external divine skills. The Qi of the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist pushed the fierce wind to wrap around his body, allowing him to control the speed of his fall as he pleased.

Below was the farmland by the side of the road. Bai Lang flashed his body, and only after confirming that no one saw him did he land lightly. As soon as he landed, a sentence sounded in his ear. "I said, what are you here for? Oh, so it was this thing that caused it, then it's fine, I'll take it back and modify it." Bai Lang was shocked, because a guy with a grinning face appeared in front of him—he knew this person, Master Zhou, Zhou Xianda.

This immortal grabbed a phantom of the Jade Fish from him without saying a word, and stuffed it into his pocket with the speed of lightning—only then did Bai Lang find that this guy was wearing an eye-stinging suit. "Where did you find this suit of a township entrepreneur in the eighties? It has a unique flavor!" Bai Lang spoke directly. "Sigh, sigh, don't touch it randomly, it's two hundred yuan! Three months' salary, friend!"

And Bai Lang was wearing a jacket and jeans, and sneakers on his feet. "Change it for me quickly! Be careful of being stripped and beaten if you go in with me like this!" Zhou Xianda took out the clothes in a cloth bag, "Who dares to beat me!" Bai Lang roared domineeringly. As soon as the words fell, his head was patted by Zhou Xianda, "I dare to beat you! Don't even look at what year it is, the era is wrong, you know?"

Bai Lang looked at Zhou Xianda, "Eighties? It can't be the eighties, right? I'm only going to be born at the end of this era." He didn't say much, stripped himself clean in three or two strokes, spat out his internal force to turn his clothes into fly ash, and then put on the clothes in the cloth bag from inside to outside. "I said, what if there are no clothes in this bag or it's just women's clothing? You turned the clothes into fly ash so fast..."

Bai Lang laughed dryly three times, "Will it be a bit jumpy to wear this? Look, it's a Zhongshan suit. Do you want to keep some beard, and the hair also needs to be tidied up? These eyebrows are also afraid to be trimmed, right? Otherwise, it seems not very matching." Zhou Xianda threw a small knife, "Trim it yourself." Bai Lang smiled, and before long, a good man came out—I saw that the short beard roots were almost connected to the short hair, and under a pair of thick eyebrows, the eyes were like bright stars, and the face was majestic and extraordinary.

"Sure enough, it's a human appearance, much better than your master. If he came, he would be stopped by the police eight times along the way." Zhou Xianda complained, "Don't ask why you came to this era first, come with me to do something first, it just happens that your martial arts are useful—I'm afraid of trouble, so the magic of the immortal path is not used..." Bai Lang curled his lips, he knew that this immortal had always been this character.

"Can you really use immortal arts in this world? And what are you going to do?" Bai Lang asked. ===== CHAPTER 664 =====