Hun Dynasty.

Twenty-four years of glory.

Zuo Shiyuan.

In a room filled with the smell of books, Qin Yuan sat behind an old pear wood table.

His expression was dull, like a mentally retarded son from a landlord's family.

Actually... actually traveled through time.

Hun Dynasty.

A dynasty with a strange name.

This is not the most important.

His current position is very interesting, a record officer, or historian.

There are six types of historians: the great historian governs the country's six canons, the minor historian governs the country's ambitions, the internal historian governs the king's orders, the external historian governs the envoys in all directions, the left historian records words, and the right historian records events.

According to this division, the record officer belongs to Zuo Shi.

This isn't the most important either.

Qin Yuan knocked on his head and his thoughts stopped wandering.

The current Hun Dynasty, how should I put it, has a small problem - it is about to collapse.

There are a bunch of powerful enemies from the sea outside who frequently invade because of everyone's martial arts skills. Internally, due to the intensification of conflicts, uprisings are happening everywhere.

A top-down reform had just been suppressed.

How can I survive as an ordinary recording officer?

This is the most important.

Something moved in my heart.

"system"

"Brother System"

"System Dad"

"Grandpa System"

"system"

"Fuck you"

Qin Yuan frowned.

It seems that I can only rely on myself.

In my previous life, I relied on myself for the rest of my life. Now that I have traveled through time, I still have to rely on myself.

It would be better not to travel through time.

His body shook violently.

ah.

This is.

Two lines of prompts appeared in my mind.

"Immortality"

"If you practice martial arts for twelve hours a day, you can gain one hundred days of internal strength (general martial arts can be called martial arts)"

Options?

Qin Yuan's first reaction.

The next moment, a powerful force came from his lower abdomen, making Qin Yuan's whole body feel warm, but it was too short-lived.

Shorter than a middle-aged man.

Wait a minute, is this internal force?

It was automatically selected for me.

Is there any mistake?

I will definitely choose the former one.

Compared with immortality, gaining one hundred days of inner strength through practicing magic every day is nothing.

wrong.

These are my two plug-ins.

One is to gain one hundred days of internal strength every day through practicing skills in the early stage.

One is immortality.

Qin Yuan reacted.

Ha ha ha ha.

What is the purpose of practicing? Or is it for immortality? But Shouyuan is like a carrot hanging from the mouth of a donkey, urging the monks to constantly climb to the top. What kind of emperors, saints, and immortal kings?

He turned it around and gained immortality from the very beginning, and also had the ability to grow a hundred times faster.

In other words, as long as he persists like the old dirty turtle Sima Yi and Tokugawa Ieyasu, he can win the final victory.

How do you say that.

By the way, as long as I survive you all to death, victory will belong to me.

calm down……

After more than two minutes, Qin Yuan calmed down.

Soon, I lost my composure again.

As an ordinary person, it is possible to obtain monstrous power, and it is inevitable to imagine how to change the world in the future.

After going through it in my mind.

Qin Yuan completely calmed down.

What a change of fate.

The right path is to persevere honestly and pursue eternal freedom.

After patting his face, Qin Yuan began to check the mixed memories of this body.

It's impossible not to check.

It turns out he has a big job today.

Go to Tianlao to record the leaders who were arrested because of the failed reform.

Simply tidy up.

Qin Yuan left the Academy of Internal History on his beloved little donkey.

While walking, continue to check the memory.

The founder of the Hun Dynasty, named Qi Jin, was a general of the previous dynasty.

There is a legend about this person that makes Qin Yuan very afraid.

Legend has it that Qi Jin died in a battle called the bloody battle of Hunhe River.

A mysterious strongman named Zu Shen appeared and revived Qi Jin with a drop of ginseng liquid.

From then on, Qi Jin was invincible and unified the world in just three years.

Many people in the Hun Dynasty in later generations believed that this legend was false, just like a group of Taizus in the previous dynasties said that they were the product of the sun, dragon, and black bird cuckolding their fathers.

Qin Yuan doesn't think so.

First, the Hun Dynasty banned eating ginseng.

Secondly, be cautious.

"Well, here we are"

Qin Yuan raised his head.

A gate with two big characters engraved on it came into view.

A cold breath came to my face.

It is indeed a prison.

Get off the donkey and hand the certificate to the chief jailer.

He was allowed in.

Under the leadership of the jailer leader, he walked around seven times and saw that everything was lifeless. Even the patrolling jailers were like walking in the underworld. Just when Qin Yuan was almost unbearable by the repressed atmosphere, the jailer leader came to a room.
To be continued...