Novel in which the protagonist can summon historical figures

"Summoning the Gods" is a novel in which the protagonist can summon historical figures.

"Summoning the Gods" Author: Jing Lei, Introduction: I can awaken thousands of heroic souls on the God List, and summon Diao Chan, Xi Shi, Zhao Zilong and other spirits to be used by me. In front of me, evil spirits dare not possess me, devils dare not summon gods, and zombies dare not leap. And the origin of all stories must start with the Tathagata Palm in the hands of the Nether Messenger...

This is an era where god-callers are rampant! Famous generals from ancient times, hundreds of schools of thought, and gods, demons, and monsters all over the sky have appeared on stage one after another. Lu Bu fights Xiang Yu, Bodhidharma fights Liu Bei, Lu Zhishen fights Liang Shanbo, Fahai fights Bai Qi, Li Yuanba fights Zhu Rong, Zhuge Liang, Marco Polo, and Wen Chou confront each other, Li Bai, the heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties fight the heroes of the Water Margin... The vast universe has countless heroes, be the god in my palm When the kingdom is over, I am the king.

Highlights

My story is very long, but when it comes to the starting point that really changed my life, I have to mention the cold weather that made my fingers tremble. That winter.

That year, I was twelve years old and my sister was five years old.

That day, the sky was dark and the cold wind was blowing. My sister and I were walking at an intersection in the center of Jingnan City. Our clothes were old and there was still a bit of smell on our bodies, which seemed out of place in this clean and beautiful metropolis. A bit out of place.

Most people look at us blankly. Occasionally, some people even have disgust and contempt in their eyes.

I was accustomed to all this, so I just held my timid sister’s little hand and walked towards home very calmly.

However, the calm was quickly broken.

A middle-aged man dressed strangely stretched out his hand to stop me, looked at me with a strange look on his face, and said something that made me want to kick him.

"This kid, I see that you are extremely talented, with strange bones, aura on your head, and seven stars on your feet. You are a martial arts wizard who is rare to see in a century. I have a peerless magical secret book here for sale. How about you?"

Do you really think I'm a three-year-old?

I ignored him, pulled my curious sister, walked around the middle-aged uncle, and walked towards the other side.

The years of suffering have long since tempered me and matured me.

I am very sober, and I am even more aware of the indifference of this world, and I am clearly aware of my own weakness. Therefore, even if I know that I might be deceived or taken as a fool, I will not force myself to do anything.

The result of asserting oneself will be either a beating or a scolding.

There is no need to argue with others just to get a beating.

"Hey, kid."

The middle-aged uncle was moving very fast. I just walked around him when he dodged and reached out to stop me, smiling from his arms. He took out a book, chuckled, and said cheerfully, "Ten dollars, if it's genuine, I guarantee you will become a peerless master!"

"Pfft!"

Laughing I didn't look at the sound, but I also knew that the uncle's words made many people laugh. After all, this is the city center with constant traffic. The uncle’s voice is so loud, there must be a large number of people who hear his words.

Laughter, discussion, and contempt were heard, but no one came to accuse the liar uncle in front of him.