Duke Nan looked at Wang Feng and asked.

"Nan Gong, please speak." Wang Feng made a gesture of invitation.

Chu Nan Gong nodded and said, "The old man made a bold statement back then, saying that although the three households in Chu will die, Qin will surely be Chu. Have you ever heard of this little friend?"

Wang Feng nodded, this is something that the world knows, and he naturally knows it.

"The request of the old man is that I hope that one day, within the scope of your ability, you will help the country of Chu, and the old man must be very grateful!"

Wang Feng raised his brows when he heard the words, Chu Nangong's request seemed a little far away, but he knew that it was not too far away.

"Okay, Nan Gong's request, I agreed."

This Duke Nangong seems to really have the ability to predict the future. The only remaining forces in the state of Chu are Xiang Shaoyu. It is impossible to accomplish the great cause of overthrowing the state of Qin without the help of foreign forces.

And Wang Feng is precisely a person with strong strength, whether it is clear or dark, he is a powerful help.

Ying Zheng has a huge army, as well as the Yin-Yang family, the public loser, and the net organization. Among these people, there are even more powerful and unmatched peerless masters. At present, only Wang Feng has the ability to compete.

This point, Chu Nangong can see through, and see that he really has the ability that others do not have.

After listening, Duke Nan nodded and said, "I can get the promise of King Feng Wang, the old man's wish."

He slowly stood up from his seat, then took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve and handed it over.

"This is a small gift from the old man to the little friend. Please accept it, the little friend. It can be regarded as the old man's gratitude to the little friend."

Yellowstone Book of Heaven!

Wang Feng's calm water-like heart throbbed again. Looking at the color of the bamboo slips, it was something that had been passed down through countless years. Needless to say, this must be the Yellowstone Book of Heaven!

Although I had long thought that Duke Chu invited me to come, it must be for Huangshi Tianshu, but now that I see it, I still feel a little uneasy.

Wang Feng got up, stretched out his hands, and respectfully took the bamboo slip from Duke Chu Nan.

As soon as his hand touched the bamboo slip, a prompt sound immediately sounded in his mind.

"Ding, found the golden secret book "Huangshi Tianshu", do you practice?"

Golden Cheats!

This is the first time that Wang Feng has been practicing for so many years, seeing the golden secret!

For a long time, what he has practiced has been orange secrets, and the same is true for powerful ones such as "Northern Underworld Magic", "Jiuyin Zhenjing", "Yi Jin Jing" and so on.

Unexpectedly, in this Qin Shimingyue, a golden secret book finally appeared.

"Practice!"

Wang Feng chose to practice without hesitation.

"Ding, the level is not enough, you can't cultivate, the golden secret book cultivation conditions, the peerless seventh heaven!"

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the golden secret book that he finally obtained had such high requirements!

The conditions for cultivation are actually to reach the Peerless Seventh Heaven, which is the year of the monkey and the month of the horse!

"Could it be that this is really a recipe for becoming an immortal?" Wang Feng thought to himself.

When he reaches a realm like him, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has cultivated to become an immortal.

"Little friend, the old man is leaving. This Yellowstone Book of Heaven is a treasure passed down in ancient times. The old man has only learned the fur. I hope that with the wisdom of the little friend, I can understand it."

After speaking, Chu Nangong slowly turned around and left with a cane.

"Nan Gong is good to go."

With Wang Feng behind him, he saluted as a thank you for the gift of the Yellowstone Book of Heaven.

Needless to say the value of the Yellowstone Book of Heaven, Wang Feng has learned in the system that there are seven colors above the gold, which shows that the value of this book is very high.

Since he can't practice now, Wang Feng can only put the Huangshi Tianshu into the system warehouse first, and it will not be too late to practice when his strength reaches the peerless seventh heaven.

The matter here is over, Wang Feng met with Fu Nian and others, and then said goodbye and left. He has more important things to do next.

Chapter 439 Han Xin

After Wang Feng got the Yellowstone Book of Heaven, he said goodbye to Fu Nian and others, and went straight down the mountain.

He didn't let Zhang Liang see him off. Although he was Zhang Liang's eldest brother, Fu Nian didn't know his identity now, which would cause trouble, so it's better to hide it.

In this way, Zhang Liang will not be held accountable.

In the animation, Fu Nian once almost drove Yan Lu and Zhang Liang out of the Xiaoshengxian Village, because they secretly helped the Mo family without Fu Nian.

In fact, it's no wonder Fu Nian, in his heart, everything is dominated by Xiaoshengxianzhuang, and wanting to drive away Yan Lu and Zhang Liang is also to protect the safety of Xiaoxianzhuang, and to continue the Confucianism of the ancestors.

Wang Feng did not interact with Zhang Liang too much, also to avoid such things from happening.

In Songhai City, there were surging crowds and bustling cries of hawking. Everything here was no different from what it usually looked like. Ordinary people didn't know what kind of crisis was hidden under this calm exterior.

"You come out with a sword, kill me if you can, let me see what you can do!"

Just when Wang Feng walked to the long river in the center of Songhai City, there was an arrogant and domineering voice from the bridge in front of him.

The surrounding of the bridge was already crowded with people, and there was only a section of the road in the center of the bridge, but it was empty, with only two people standing there.

It is human nature to watch the fun, whether it is the common people or the people in the rivers and lakes, it is no exception.

Wang Feng stepped onto the bridge, stood in front of the crowd, and looked towards the center of the bridge.

I saw two young people standing in the center.

One of them was tall, dark-skinned, with solid muscles and a fierce face. One of the eyes was tightly closed, and a twig was still in his mouth. He stood there arrogantly, holding his teeth.

On the opposite side of this fierce man, stood a short-haired young man, dressed in a worn black-gray robe, with many patches on the robe, carrying a burden on his back, with a simple long sword slanted in it.

"Han Xin!"

Wang Feng recognized at a glance that this person was Han Xin.

Han Xin's prestige has not yet been revealed here, but whether in animation or in history, his talents and abilities are outstanding and impeccable.

Unexpectedly, it was a coincidence that I met Han Xin just after seeing Chu Nangong coming back today.

"How? If you have the ability, you will kill me with one sword, how about it? Boy, do you dare?"

The fierce man held a long sword in his hand and kept shouting, as if he had settled for Han Xin.

The people around obviously knew this fierce man, and they were all talking in a low voice, secretly thinking that Han Xin would be unlucky for this man.

Wang Feng naturally knew that this person was a local rascal who specialized in making troubles. Historically, when Han Xin endured the humiliation under his crotch, he was persecuted by the local ruffian.

"I have never known Zunjia for my entire life, and there is no grievance or enmity, so why did I want to kill you?" Han Xin said calmly.

"Seeing that you are still pretending to carry a sword on your back, making yourself look like a swordsman, but you don't have the courage to draw your sword, which shows that you are a coward!"

"Actually, I've already seen it, you're a piece of shit!"

"I know all of your idiots. You are a waste. You have grown up so big. You have never made any money. You are disliked everywhere. Even three meals a day are provided by your old mother. You say, you are not a waste!"

The fierce and strong man said while gesticulating, his eyes full of disdain.

"This young man is going too far. He is so big that he still needs his mother to provide food and drink. It's a shame!"

"That's it, it's too much. It's useless to do anything with healthy limbs."

When the people around him heard it, they immediately started talking.

"When your old mother died, you didn't even have the money to build a tomb for her, and you boasted about helping her build a tomb 10,000 times bigger in the future. With your virtue, you might as well just die now!"

The more aggressive the man said, the more vigorous the disdain in his eyes became.

Wang Feng had been paying attention to Han Xin, but found that no matter how the fierce man scolded him, he still remained calm.

Such people are either incompetent and speechless, or have great ambitions, but they are not triggered.

Obviously, Han Xin is definitely not someone who has no ability. He can endure the humiliation that others can't bear, and naturally he has his support.

"Oh my God, that's true, then this young man is too useless."

"I can't even afford the money to build a tomb for my old mother. It's really worthless."

"Looking at his healthy limbs, but so unresponsible, it's no wonder that he didn't dare to retaliate when he was bullied."

The onlookers kept discussing, with some contempt in their eyes.

This Songhai City is extremely developed, and it is difficult to even find a beggar. In the eyes of ordinary people, this young man can't even build the tomb of his old mother, so he is obviously a useless person.

"Next, there is no one to feed you, so you can only hide in the broken grass awning under the bridge, and pretend to fish, but you can't even catch any fish, and you almost starve to death in the end!"

"If the old woman who washed the yarn didn't see you as pitiful and gave you half of her meal, you, a big man, could starve yourself to death!"

"You bastard, you actually brag that you will use gold to repay in the future. Even the old woman who washes the yarn doesn't believe it. What do you think you can do when you are alive? It's better to die!"

The fierce man raised his head and laughed. It was useless to laugh at Han Xin, but he liked to brag.

"I won't forget my promise." Han Xin finally spoke. He raised his head slightly and said, "I just want to cross the bridge."

"I bother!"

The fierce man spit, stepped on his feet fiercely, and said with a sinister smile: "Crossing the bridge? Yes, you have two ways to cross the bridge. Step on it, the second is... hehe, kneel down for me and get down from me!"

The fierce man laughed grimly while talking, and then straddled his legs to the sides, revealing a gap large enough for a person to get through.

When everyone heard this, they exclaimed in surprise.

This requirement is really difficult for a strong man. You must know that a man has gold under his knees. A man will never kneel to outsiders other than kneeling to the heaven and earth, his relatives and teachers, let alone climb over someone else's crotch.

This is a great humiliation, and it will shame him and even his family for the rest of his life!

"This is a bit too much, such a humiliation, how can a dignified man bear it!"

"That's right, if it were me, I would have to fight him to the death!"

The surrounding people shook their heads one after another, with a hint of indignation on their faces. This kind of request was too much.

An arc appeared at the corner of Wang Feng's mouth. If Han Xin really chose like these commoners, this would not be Han Xin.

Chapter 440 Killing in a Fury

"How? You bastard, either kill me with one knife, or get under my crotch!"

The fierce man said more and more vigorously, and the disdain in his eyes became more intense.

The surrounding people shook their heads one after another, but they dared not speak out.

This fierce man is also a well-known local ruffian bully in Songhai City. I don't know how many people have been bullied by him. He usually bullies more people, so naturally he is unscrupulous.

Han Xin is a man, and he is a man with great ambitions. If any man is insulted like this, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it, and will take action in anger.

He clenched his hands into fists, made a 'creaking' sound, and the blue veins on his hands arched slightly. Obviously, his heart was not as calm as it appeared, and he would also be angry, but his anger was not fully expressed.

"You bastard, have you thought about it? Hurry down on your knees and get under my crotch, or you will kill me like a man!"

Bang!

As soon as the fierce man finished speaking, Han Xin actually fell to his knees on the ground!

This scene shocked everyone present, and ordinary people could not understand at all, how could he, a big man, do such shameful things.

"Hahaha... Look, I'm right, he's a waste, a coward. Your Han family has such descendants, I'm afraid Jiuquan won't be able to rest his eyes!"

Allowing the fierce man to shout, Han Xin fell to his knees, looked straight at him, and crawled towards the crotch step by step.

"It's so useless, a man in vain!"

"If it were me, I would never be humiliated by this crotch!"

"It's really ridiculous, a dignified man and a man, how can he suffer such humiliation, how can he face the ancestors in the future!"

No one understood Han Xin's actions, and they were all angry.

In the presence, perhaps only Wang Feng knew why Han Xin did this.

Han Xin is definitely not a useless person, let alone a person who is willing to suffer the humiliation of his crotch. He is ambitious, full of ambition, and has the will to conquer the world. How can ordinary people understand.

If he wants to climb to the top of his life, he must be unbearable and insulting. Maybe not ordinary people can bear, but those who can really achieve it are all people with far-reaching goals.

Moreover, Wang Feng noticed that while Han Xin was crawling, his head was still raised high, his eyes were looking straight ahead, his eyes were extremely calm, like a deep secluded pool, unable to see the depth.