In the evening, a fog enveloped the earth, making people unable to see what was in front of them, and they could not see their five fingers.

In this fog, a huge army was groping and advancing.

"Shaojun, this fog is a bit strange." A middle-aged man gently picked up his horse's belly and walked a little forward.

At this time he was talking to a young man.

The young man was wearing a pitch-black armor and looked ordinary, but he was Lu Zhuang.

At this time, Lu Zhuang had changed a lot from his sloppy appearance, his face was a little white, and the change was more about his eyes, which was much more energetic than his turbid appearance.

These days he was discovered, and someone took him to run around the five major cities. Now he has also drawn a team out, and now he is going to attack Hongcheng.

"Well, let each of the soldiers line up and keep a close eye on the people ahead, and don't leave the team." Lu Zhuang nodded slightly.

"Yes!" Hearing Lu Zhuang's words, the middle-aged man responded, then pulled his horse's head, turned his head, and headed towards the back.

Soon, the middle-aged man shouted from behind.

Lu Zhuang looked at the fog in front of him and began to ponder. Too many things have happened in the past few days, which made him feel overwhelmed.

He experienced a lifetime after passing through a dream, but now he is going to be taken to be king by a group of people and will become the master of this world.

Everything happened made Lu Zhuang feel anxious. No matter in this life or in that life in his dream, he had never shouldered such a heavy burden.

"Master...what should I do?" He was hesitant.

While he was thinking in his heart, he did not realize that the people behind him had begun to go in a fog and disappeared, but he was getting farther and farther ahead and directly into the fog.

Soon, the fog near him began to dissipate and the surroundings began to become clearer.

Sensing that the fog suddenly dissipated, Lu Zhuang was slightly stunned, then looked around but was surprised to find that there was no one around him.

"What happened?" He pulled the reins and frowned: "Can I meet a demon ghost?"

Thinking of this, Lu Zhuang's muscles began to tense, and his hands had already landed on the hilt of his sword.

He learned from his father that if he is targeted by evil spirits, then there is no need to be afraid, because once he is afraid, the yang fire will be exhausted and will be easily found by ghosts.

"However, it should be unlikely to be a demonic ghost." At this time, Lu Zhuang also felt something was wrong. If it was really a demonic ghost, then it would be too bold, because this is an army.

When a person is killed in the underworld, he will investigate him, let alone an army. If there are evil spirits and ghosts who come to him and others, they are afraid they are really looking for death.

"Maybe it was a coincidence." Lu Zhuang muttered softly.

And at this moment, he heard a striking sound, as if something was being forged.

Hearing the tapping sound, Lu Zhuang was slightly stunned, pulled the reins gently, and rode his horse towards the point where the tapping sound was.

When he arrived at the place where the knocking sound was located, he saw a man tapping on a piece of red iron.

"How come there is a blacksmith shop here?" Lu Zhuang felt even more confused when he looked at this scene. You must know that this place is near the deep mountains. Generally speaking, there will be no blacksmith shops.

After all, blacksmiths are running a blacksmith shop here, and they are afraid they will lose their lives.

"What do you think a new weapon needs to spread?" It was at this moment that a voice came from beside him.

Lu Zhuang was slightly stunned and looked at the place where the sound came from, but saw a young man watching the blacksmith thrust imitate the iron.

The young man was next to a tree and was in his visual blind spot, so he didn't notice it immediately.

"Are you?" Lu Zhuang looked at the young man and asked hesitantly.

However, when he spoke out, he saw that the man was not talking, his lips were closed like a sculpture, as if the person who was just talking was not him.

It was at this moment that Lu Zhuang looked at the young man's appearance carefully and his heart was shocked. This was the appearance of the immortal on the human face.

"Master..." Thinking of this, he got off the horse and was about to call Master, but as soon as he spoke, he stopped.

The immortal is his master, but his guess is just his own guess. If the guess is not accurate, it will be disrespectful to the immortal.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhuang began to think about what the immortal asked him.

What is needed to spread new weapons?

Forging? Lu Zhuang held the horse and frowned slightly. The appearance of a new weapon naturally requires a forging process.

But thinking of this, he thought again that what the question said was not about appearing, but about circulating.

It is relatively easy to appear a weapon. There are countless weapons that appear in the long river of history, but only a few can be passed down.

Forged, spread...

Lu Zhuang hesitated for a moment.

He felt that this was very meaningful. Perhaps what he asked was not the question of forging weapons, but... the country.

Weapons... circulated...

Lu Zhuang thought about it and tied the horse to the next tree. Then he sat down and watched the blacksmith forging iron tools, and started to think quietly.

The ding-dangling sound was heard far away, and the weapons were trained out by the blacksmith, and the blade was extremely sharp.

"If it is a weapon that can be circulated, it must have gone through actual combat and experienced the test of history." Lu Zhuang thought to himself.

This is the answer he came up with without long thoughts.

But the answer was too simple, which made him feel a little guilty. He thought that since the immortal asked this question, it would definitely not be so simple.

This may be closely related to yourself.

Thinking of this, a light of inspiration flashed through Lu Zhuang's mind.

Closely related? What is my biggest problem now?

It is a fear of the future, a fear that one cannot bear the weight of the people.

Perhaps... the reason why the immortal asked this question was to tell himself that the weapons were spreading and the demise of the various weapons needed.

This is the same as the policy of governing the country. Without new policies coming out, there will be no good policies that will be passed on.

This is a warning to yourself not to be afraid of your hands and feet.

The immortal doesn’t want to give any answers by himself, but just let him understand his true heart.

"Immortal, I understand." Lu Zhuang looked at the young man and whispered.

When Li Si heard this, he also turned his head and nodded, "Just understand."

"Immortal, you are..." Lu Zhuang hesitated for a moment, and he found that the tone of this man was clearly the same as his master.

"It's me."

Li Si smiled, but had no idea of ​​keeping it.

"Master!" Lu Zhuang's expression immediately became excited.

Seeing Lu Zhuang like this, Li Si shook his head gently and then said, "Lu Zhuang, I came here to wake you up, and also to tell you that I need to see you to become king, so that I can bear the burden of the people.

If you are king, you must pass the three tests, and I have all set up these three tests on the road. They are the three levels of demon, ghost, and human. You need to find a way to pass them. You may die at any time."

Speaking of this, he paused: "Of course, if you don't want to become a king or take risks, then you must give up revenge and go to the immortal sect to practice. Perhaps you can live forever in time."

Hearing Li Si say this, Lu Zhuang calmed down from his excitement. He knew that his test had not passed.

Thinking of this, he thought about the advantages and disadvantages of these two options.

Logically speaking, it may be the best not to become a king, because it is very likely to achieve immortality.

But becoming a king requires such heavy responsibilities and cannot live forever.

"Master, can I live forever after I become king?" Thinking of this, Lu Zhuang looked at Li Si.

"Maybe, maybe not." Li Si shook his head gently, with deep meaning in his words.

When Lu Zhuang heard his master's words, he could understand the meaning of it. Whether he could live forever depends on his achievements.

"Master, I want to become a king." He said with a firm look.

He wanted to make people in this world live a better life, which he had agreed with his master before.

And... he really wants revenge.

In Lu Zhuang's heart, Uncle Lei, who had always been false to him, had already hated him to the core. You must know that before the incident happened, he really treated Lei Xiao like his uncle.

But now he treats him like this, and he hates him very much, which is a deep love and a painful hatred.

"Okay. Since that's the case, you go." Li Si nodded slightly.

When Lu Zhuang heard his teacher say this, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But at this time, the blacksmith and Li Si had disappeared.

He was left alone in the open space.

Seeing this, Lu Zhuang sighed softly. He understood his teacher's personality, and did not easily see people, and did not seem to want to have too much interaction with anyone.

It was at this moment that a loud noise came, and a mighty army came from a distance.

"Shaojun!" The man came over before and shouted quickly.

Hearing this shout, Lu Zhuang came to his senses, looked at the somewhat uneasy general, and smiled: "It's okay, let's continue to set off."

After saying that, he untied the reins of the horse he had tied before and continued to take the army to the road.
To be continued...