From this day on, there was a smell in the desert-this smell is still quite a lot-that is, there is a mysterious oasis in the desert, which is full of tall trees and flowing rivers and green grasslands, and this oasis will "disappear"

Several caravans met this oasis, and some horse thieves chased the caravan into it. Then the caravan came out, and the horse thieves never asked what happened inside. The caravan said that someone had killed all the horse thieves … Some experts tried to occupy this oasis-because of its location, a new route could be formed, but the oasis could not be found.
The evil guy just waited here for a year and didn’t wait for anything.
Slowly, this is to say that nothing special has happened in the past five years.
The forest base is dying like a bone pond, but the stream is still growing a lot of green grass and shrubs, and the Victorian house actually collapsed more than half of it. Looking at the grass in front of the white house, Dior and his side "I didn’t expect this healing to be cured for five years! When it’s the deuce, it’s just a matter of counting. This jade fish is going to accumulate its vitality again. "
Whitewater can’t figure out what it is like to go like this. Is it because of his heart that he is detached from this world? But if you want to come, there may not be such a good thing. Does he have this strength to be detached? Squat in a bitter kiln like your own master? If anyone commits something, I’m afraid he may not get away-the so-called higher martial arts, the older the Jianghu, the smaller the courage.
Chapter five hundred and ten KuangFu han
After five years of surfing, life is nothing for Whitewater. When you reach this realm, you can have a life span of five or six hundred years casually … It has become a fact that the body will remain young and strong most of the time.
At this stage of the scene, whitewater has been able to vaguely perceive the heavens and the earth-just don’t know if this is his personal feeling or if all the masters of the scene feel together that he hasn’t met another master of the scene yet.
"This jade fish doesn’t stay in this world for long. Forget it. I’ll just be a clever star and wave wandering around." Whitewater shook his head, so he stayed in this world much longer than himself. "The master on location suppressed one party’s popularity and spicy taste. As a result, I have to wait until I came back from his world to make it."
Whitewater has created this secret world, which can last for hundreds of years. That’s what the master of location boxing means. "It’s good to forge weapons-it’s not white in the past five years." Whitewater sighed that he will also consume all metal materials in forging when he recovers from boxing over the years.
"A pile of scrap iron and stuff can be added …" Whitewater squats in forging and counts his gains. Most of the so-called magic metals are obtained from the magic world. The world has not failed, but various properties will change, but the basics are not good.
On the contrary, modern steel materials are not bad, even in this world, it is an average level-Bai Lang is not a chemist, and he doesn’t know whether there are new metal elements in this world, but he knows that the metal properties will be completely different when the world is full of vitality.
What he has in hand is all kinds of weapon materials. Although he hasn’t seen the so-called famous knife, sword and artifact materials, it is certainly much better than these steel materials in his hand. Anyway, in the five years of Whitewater, two iron maces were forged, each weighing 36 kilograms-steel is not a magical material, unless it is made of gold, platinum or tungsten and uranium, a single iron mace will be sky-high if it can still be said to be a one-handed iron mace.
Of course, there is also a Zaoyang broadsword with a long handle. The Zaoyang mace is one foot long and the double-edged spear protruding in front is also one foot three inches sharper than the white wave. He also built a fish scale for himself, which is tailor-made. In this respect, he can repair himself with magic leather and magic metal, although it is a little slow.
My head is also made up of several pieces of arc-shaped nail plates. I also feel that I am absolutely arrogant. "I don’t know how to get the boss behind this jade fish. If I go to the modern society, I will even be able to go to the armor fighting competition."
Who’s the big shot behind jade fish? Whitewater is still not clear. When he met his thief with the army master several times, the old prisoner didn’t say that he didn’t know what Whitewater actually didn’t ask, but this boss must be incredibly stronger. It’s true that Whitewater is a ready-made master on location. Although he can feel the boundless universe, he feels that he can’t do his own thing yet.
As soon as jade fish shook his tail, even though the exterior of whitewater was still exactly the same as that of the gang thugs who had just been passed through by jade fish, he had to throw a dog and eat shit. "It seems quite good to be sober and green-but what is this place?"
He took advantage of the weapon didn’t come with two iron mace don’t belt armor is also brought a helmet and boots-"this thing is that it’s hard to say to start work will give a person a countdown" whitewater swearing while conveniently hang jade fish back to his chest.
At this time, he is wearing a light robe or a loose robe, which is quite comfortable-the scope of applicability is from Qin dynasty to modern times, and he can also justify bathrobes.
"What age is this?" Looking at whitewater-what he is doing at this time is a place on the dirt road, and his martial arts spirit is not suppressed at all. This world is definitely a strong one, but the field of putting the spirit out of the scene is not big-this world is very strong, and the information returned by his spirit is very vague and it is difficult to forcibly suppress the rules.
The martial arts are not diminished at all, but the strength of the soil and stones is simply exaggerated. It is the same thing, but the white waves just can’t set off a raging storm blade and ground all the trees around them into dust. "That is, my strength is not limited, but the world strength is too high, and the damage limit is naturally limited?" Now is not the time to analyze it carefully. Whitewater wants to know where and when this is.
Walking all the way along the dirt road, no one could see any fields. When Bai Lang used his lightness skill, it was a little difficult to find that he had to exhaust and run wildly. The world spirit was also "hard". He ran at a speed that was almost the same as those horses for a while, but he saw the fields. However, few people cultivated them, and he also saw people-not short, but thin. "This is good in ancient times." Bai Lang also passed. "Does this big brother dare to ask where this is?"
This man took a look at Whitewater and said, "This place is Jizhou, and 20 miles from here is could." He spoke with strength, but he didn’t seem to be afraid of Whitewater. Perhaps it was because Whitewater was magnificent and a strong man? Whitewater is also a fuels. "Thank you, big brother." He touched it and finally pulled out a big white flour steamed bread from his body and gave it to Han.
This Han has never seen this thing before, but the smell of rice flour is not fake. This person’s eyes are shining with light and white waves. "I’m even hungry." However, this person put this big steamed bread in his arms and knelt down directly to knock his head, then got up and ran directly. "What seems to be this person’s name? It should be a filial piety to go back and give it to your mother. "Whitewater sighed.
"Jizhou?" Whitewater muttered, "I have a bad feeling." In his eyes, there appeared a big city, a typical ancient city in China. The wall was as high as six feet, almost all of which were dark black. Whitewater walked to the gate and saw "Neutralization for six years? Kind of familiar. Is this the Eastern Han Dynasty? ！” Whitewater looked at notice transferred to also want to.
Whitewater is a tall man with a height of 1.9 meters. He can say that he is a bruiser with a foot five inches, while the ranks of the people in the surrounding cities are generally about 1.7 meters. This kind of dressing is still wearing an iron mace. At first glance, Whitewater is like a ranger, and he has not entered the city to provoke the guards. When he goes out at this time, he has to go to Whitewater. Such people don’t even have an identity and can be called "savages". Where can they legally enter the city?
He also has to sit outside the city to do a small business shop. He sits cross-legged on the floor and listens to the guests who drink a bowl of water and eat some dead wheat cakes. He takes out the bacon cakes and chews them very well. They are full of smoked horse meat, which makes many people look at him while swallowing saliva. I have never seen such food.
"It turned out to be this era!" After listening to Bai Lang for a moment, he heard several familiar names, such as General Jin, Shi Changshi and Zhang Jiaolei, a great virtuous teacher, and immediately knew his world. This guy directly pulled out another piece of cake and gave it to the shop owner. "Can I change a glass of wine?" The shopkeeper saw that this was a meat pie, so he also took a pot of wine-it was more appropriate to say that it was fermented …
"The wind makes people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry, people cry.
Chapter five hundred and eleven Join the army
At the end of the Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms was the time when the heroes began to rise, and the white waves hummed and cared about their whereabouts. "First, we must get an identity and see where we can go to fall-well, at this time, I didn’t have to be so strict in saying that I am a refugee. Should I be able to fall? Anyway, it is impossible to go to any house to be a servant. "
Since this place is already the center of the opening angle activity of the great virtuous teacher, he casually asked others to know that the year A was exactly the year, and of course he knew that the horse would be dead and the yellow turban insurrectionary uprising would be over, and the heroes in troubled times would come on stage one after another.
Whitewater really wants to see the three sworn meanings in Taoyuan. "I’d rather learn the three sworn meanings in Taoyuan than burn a pot of incense in Wagang." Whitewater muttered the three sworn meanings, but the real brothers, Renyi, knocked their heads off and lived with Wagang from now on. It’s just a joke. It’s common for cruel and heartless people to betray the so-called sworn brothers.
It’s not difficult for such a strong man as Whitewater to try to blend in-anyway, Whitewater said that he came to Jizhou from Wu Yue to see Wan Li Road. The old man in the lane outside the city looked at him as a strong man and his speech was "elegant", so he also fell down.
Whitewater’s way of making a living is nothing more than hunting, so others didn’t live in the back room-Dior didn’t come in with him, and the hyena hasn’t "revived" Whitewater yet, and it can’t be released until he finds a way to make this thing himself and the world.
Whitewater has also seen the ranger. He found that he had a saddle and stirrups at this time-this is not the same as the unearthed history … But it is not surprising to think that his momentum attack and defense effect flashed when his martial arts broke out.
The world is full of alchemists, great sages and masters. Whitewater, the alchemist’s means of treating the poor, seems to be the real magic-it can really cure whitewater, but there are quite a few rangers who have come to see him-Whitewater has just arrived and become famous in all fields.
Double iron mace, one iron mace, thirty-six catties, running like flying, and strong martial arts skills, such people can naturally crush you rangers, and Rehmannia towel handsome has also come to whitewater more than once, just trying to pull him into the Yellow Scarf Army, and whitewater is also declined-if this world is not to make right-handers live, where can heaven be dead?
Whitewater is just a thatched cottage-the walls are adobe doors and windows, and the roofs are thatched, but it can shelter from the wind and rain, even if it barely smells like earth. Although Whitewater tamps the ground, the ground is still loess and walls, and the soil is whitewashed, so that doors and windows can be opened day and night.
Ranger, many people asked him to live in the decent houses in the Lifang, but they were all rejected by Whitewater. Finally, the bed was made of wood and then covered with animal skins and linen. Whitewater didn’t feel uncomfortable living in this place. If lice bugs can actually suck the blood of such a master as Whitewater, it must be a scene-level monster!
When Bai Lang came to this world, it was already October, and he devoted himself to Jizhou. However, in just three months, he has won the support of dozens of local topped rangers-unlike the rangers in the city, they have relatively poor martial arts and equipment. Most people don’t have horses, and half of them have weapons still made of wood.
The control of weapons in the Han Dynasty was not very strict, but the real iron knives and spears were not cheap. Iron swords were more professional, but bows and shields were more common, but a good bow was also expensive. Many of these rangers were simple and soft bows.
Whitewater people can say that their guns and clubs are good at this bow and horse-bow and arrow. He feels that he can already be good at martial arts in the present scene, and it’s no problem to wear a horse … Rangers are too bad to ride a horse, and it’s boring.
Now it’s the seventh year of Guanghe-the Yellow turban insurrectionary uprising this year. "Heaven is dead! Huang Tian is standing! Year-old! Tian Daji! " In the call sign, General Sangong raised the anti-flag and roared at the Dahan court.
Jizhou happened to be the center of the Yellow Scarf Uprising. At one time, most of the counties and cities in Jizhou were against the Yellow Scarf Army, and Whitewater laughed and directly collapsed the adobe house where he had been living for several months. "It’s time for martial arts!" Then he went out with an iron mace and went directly to the south to prepare for joining the army.
Jizhou countryside has been controlled by the Yellow Scarf Army. Since this kind of words have been roared out to vote for his ranger, there are also more than ten people-others have voted for the Yellow Scarf. Jizhou Han Dynasty government troops have already finished, and they have to leave to join the army in Yanzhou. At this time, Tianzhou County is recruiting volunteers to pacify the Yellow Scarf.
Whitewater took more than ten people to leave, but there were more than a hundred people in front of him who stopped him with a yellow scarf. "Don’t leave this whitewater!" " Who let him have a little fame? Although he is always kind, some people think that he doesn’t like white waves. At first glance, it is a small landowner named Ma Biao who has hardly spoken to him on weekdays, but now he doesn’t know what to stop white waves.
Whitewater also smiled, "We are a godsend when we join the army-gentlemen, let’s see you break for a while first!" White-wave riding horse is striding with double iron mace, swinging dozens of people’s army array as the first mace, killing the dancing knife to Ma Biao and beating it to pieces-what a complete head.
The yellow turban insurrectionary army saw Ma Biao’s closing, and be beheaded also sent a shout and scattered away. Because they were all the more than ten rangers of the hard time emerging, they didn’t come after them. They took out cloth to wrap up Ma Biao’s head. "Just kidding, where is this just Ma Biao worth waiting for?" I lost my face without land! " Whitewater threw Ma Biao’s head aside, but he was interested in Ma Biao Ma-this is a standard northern war horse. Whitewater thought it was not bad to send Mahan to Ma Biao.