Late at night, a ruined temple, an old man, worshipping the gods …
Chung Shen-soo leaned against the wall as if he was watching a play. After the old man finished worshipping the gods, he asked, "Do you believe in God Niu?!"
"There are many gods in the world, and I have to pay my respects to them wherever I go. This is my habit. Haha, do you want some food?"
The old man laughed and looked at Chung Shen-soo.
"No need." Although he was hungry, Zhong Shenxiu was also an experienced person. He wouldn't rashly eat the food of a stranger. Moreover, they were a pair of strange grandfather and granddaughter.
"Speaking of which … this God Niu is not a simple person. Before the Wu Dynasty, he protected the Shang Dynasty for 60 years. He is not someone that other gods can compare to …"
The old man seemed to be interested and started a conversation.
"Oh? Please tell me more about it. "
Chung Shen-soo was a little interested.
The night was long, and he had to find something to pass the time. Furthermore, Xun Liu Yi was not well-educated and did not know about this.
"This dynasty is called the Great Wu Dynasty. The founder of the dynasty was the number one expert in the world. He created martial arts and established the country with martial arts. It has been a thousand years since then, and it was only after the establishment of the Great Wu Dynasty that martial arts developed rapidly. There are the Heaven, Earth, and Man Roll, which have been passed down for 500 years!"
The old man smiled, revealing a mouth full of black and yellow teeth. "About a thousand years ago, there were hundreds of small countries on this land. They were at war with each other, and there was no martial arts heritage. At that time, martial arts were only used for killing."
Chung Shen-soo nodded to express his understanding. He automatically thought of the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period.
"At that time, there was a small country called 'Shang', and the king was Shang Jun, who was passed down for seven generations." The old man continued, "This seventh generation Shang Jun had some strange ideas. He proposed to equalize the rich and the poor, to distribute land to each household, to treat all citizens equally, and to treat nobles and commoners alike. He also established papermaking, iron forging, and other industries …"
Chung Shen-soo was shocked. 'He did all this during the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period? Could this guy be a transmigrator? '
He quickly asked, "What happened after that?"
"After that, papermaking and iron forging failed, and the citizens were in chaos. The surrounding countries took the opportunity to attack, and they lost 16 cities in one go. Only the capital was left, and they defended it bitterly …"
The old man smiled strangely.
'His heart is higher than the sky, but his life is thinner than paper. This is a classic example of someone who has high ambitions but low abilities … But it's normal, not anyone who transmigrates will bring along an encyclopedia. Just because he's one step ahead of the times, he becomes a lunatic …' Chung Shen-soo nodded to himself, 'Then this person will be deserted by everyone, how will he turn the tables?'
If he didn't make a comeback, this person probably wouldn't be remembered. Thousands of years later, there would still be people talking about him.
"At that time, there were tens of thousands of enemy soldiers who had besieged the city for three years. The capital was on the verge of being breached … But right at that moment, a plague broke out in the city!" The old man's voice was ethereal.
In ancient times, when a city was besieged for several years, it was common for the city to be breached only after the food in the city ran out.
And when more people died, more plagues followed. It was even more normal.
"That plague was a smallpox disease!"
"Acne?" Chung Shen-soo was stunned. When he compared the symptoms to the ones in Xun Liu Yi's memory, he immediately understood. That was smallpox! Although it had long been suppressed by modern medicine, it was still a serious contagious disease in ancient times. The fatality rate was as high as thirty percent!
The Shang Kingdom escaped death by a hair's breadth … "The old man's voice regained its calmness," However, the Shang King of that generation did not stop. Instead, he claimed to be blessed by the Ox God and built the Ox God Temple. He was not afraid of the smallpox disease and built an army of a thousand soldiers to recover their lost land. He even attacked the other countries. The armies of the other countries were plagued by the disease, but the Shang Kingdom's army was unscathed. Hence, they were invincible. Every time they reached a place, they did not even need to attack the city. The soldiers and civilians in the city surrendered immediately because they were afraid of being infected by the disease … Hence, the Shang Kingdom rose to the top and dominated the world. They established the Shang Dynasty and built the Ox God Temple. However, the second generation died after sixty years … "
Chung Shen-soo's expression became even weirder. 'Smallpox, smallpox, immunity … Damn it, is he using the gods to hide the truth of smallpox? This Shang King is most likely a transmigrator. He even created biochemical warfare. '
Reality proved that as a transmigrator, he did not know how to make paper, farm, forge iron, or lead an army. He did not have any charisma either. All of these did not matter!
As long as he relied on his foresight and knowledge, he would be able to make a comeback!
It was just that this Shang King's bottom line was too low.
Chung Shen-soo thought about it and realized that not only did this person create immunity for his own army, he also spread smallpox to pave the way with the plague. Otherwise, he would not have won so easily.
'Making vaccines in the ancient times was simply wishful thinking. Only this method of smallpox was the most convenient …'
'But it still feels a little too smooth. Perhaps the fatality rate and infectivity rate of smallpox in this world is higher?'
'However, even if he used the plague to conquer the world, it would be useless. Once the transmigrator died, it would be over …'
Chung Shen-soo asked, "Why did the kingdom fall in 60 years?"
"Hehe, Shang King used the plague to harm the world. How could he not incur the wrath of the people? Our dynasty's founder rose up and created martial arts. Everyone could train their Qi to strengthen their bodies, so they were not afraid of the plague. After that, they attacked the Shang Dynasty and killed all of Shang King's descendants … The Shang Dynasty was destroyed. However, the Temple of God Ox was built all over the world and became the God of Sickness … "
The old man slowly explained the origin of the Temple of God Ox. Chung Shen-soo sighed.
This Shang King was also Xiu Er!
He then looked at the image of the God with the head of a bull and the body of a human. He was wearing a long robe and holding a jade tablet.
Kaboom!
Just at this moment, a muffled sound came from the horizon, and the pitter-patter of rain poured down.
In the pouring rain, the old man stuffed a bun into the hand of the girl in red and said slowly, "There are even rumors that the founding of our dynasty's founder was enlightened by a celestial being in his dream. In fact, it was also the same God Ox! Therefore, even though the Shang Dynasty has fallen, the belief in God Ox still exists. However, most people think that it is nonsense … "
"I think so too …"
Chung Shen-soo nodded. Otherwise, there would be a big problem with this God Ox.
"Things that happened a thousand years ago are old stories now … I'm surprised that you are still interested in it." The old man smiled and continued to bake the bun. "You really don't want to try some?"
"Thank you. I appreciate it."
Chung Shen-soo smiled and declined.
At this moment, the broken door of the temple was pushed open again. A burly man in martial arts attire and carrying a long sword on his back walked in.
Seeing that there were three people inside, he seemed to be slightly surprised. Then, he looked for a corner to rest and hide from the rain.
'This broken temple in the wilderness must have been cursed today. Why are there so many people?'
Chung Shen-soo secretly rolled his eyes and looked at the old man. "The night is long. It's boring to talk about history. Let's talk about Jianghu. I'm quite interested in the Heaven List."
"Those who can enter the Heaven List are all supreme grandmasters. They have unfathomable abilities. They can break a mountain with one punch, break a river with one palm, and even reverse life and death. To be able to see them is the accumulation of eight generations of good fortune. I don't dare to say, I don't dare to say …" The old man waved his hand.
Chung Shen-soo was dumbfounded. 'Is he still a martial artist? There is something wrong with this Jianghu! '
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