Those people sighed and left, and only Yang Hao and the storyteller were left in the storytelling shed.

"Young man, I've already finished talking about the book, why haven't you left yet?"

"I want to ask the old gentleman, how much do you know about that mysterious sect?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything. ”

When the storyteller heard Yang Hao's words, his face was terrified, and he shook his head vigorously.

"Don't worry, I'm not from that sect. ”

"I know you're not from that sect, but that doesn't mean there aren't people from their sect in this town. ”

The storyteller shook his head firmly.

Yang Hao had to stretch out his hand, and the turquoise flame exuded a scorching light.

"I have the power to protect you. ”

The storyteller was stunned on the spot, unexpectedly that this amiable young man in front of him turned out to be a cultivator.

"Do you have an ID?!"

"ID card?!What ID card?!"

"The ID cards they issue to the world, cultivators and ordinary people have them, we are white, and yours are black. ”

The storyteller said, pulling out his ID card.

Yang Hao is in the circle, this mysterious force still has this kind of operation?!

"You don't even have an ID card, and it's hard to protect yourself, so how can you protect me?!"

“……”

The flames in Yang Hao's hands soared, surrounding the storyteller.

"Don't you still understand your situation?! ”

"I ...... I say. ”

The storyteller obviously didn't expect that Yang Hao, who was looking white and pure, would suddenly turn his face and quickly explain the matter like pouring beans.

In fact, he doesn't know much, that is, that sect likes to wear black clothes and cover their heads.

The world was also issued with ID cards, and only those who had ID cards were legal residents, and if they did not have ID cards, they would be stopped when they entered the big cities.

As for the ending, of course, it was execution.

Yang Hao got the information and left satisfied, leaving only the sweaty storyteller.

"Hey, why do you feel that young man is a little familiar just now?!"

"I always feel like I've seen this person somewhere, but I'm sure I've never seen this person!!Did I see it in some book?!!

Saying the title of the book, he hurriedly opened his belongings, and a book called "Haotian Sect's Character Chronicles" appeared in his hand.

"This ...... How does this person look exactly like the Haotian Sect Sect Master in the record!?What's going on?!"

He doesn't know what's going on now, but when he talks about books in the future, he can brag more.

……

"Where are you going now?!"

"Find a few cultivators and see what the cultivators' ID cards are. ”

Yang Hao felt a fight in front of him and quickly approached.

It turned out that a group of bandits attacked and killed a passing convoy, and among the bandits there were mid-martial arts cultivators, and there were two.

There is only one person in the convoy, and it is only in the middle of the martial arts, and they are already in danger.

Yang Hao pressed his cultivation into the middle stage of a martial artist, released his breath, and pretended to pass by.

The martial artist of the convoy really shouted at him in the middle of the day: "Fellow Daoist, please help us, we are from the Fang family of the old state, as long as we can escape, we will definitely give us enough rewards." ”

Yang Hao pretended to see Qian and his eyes opened: "Oh?!Really?!"

"Really !!"

After the middle of the martial artist finished speaking, he was knocked away by a middle stage of the martial artist, and the middle stage of the martial artist looked at Yang Hao, looking like he didn't want to cause trouble.

"We are from the Jiuzhou Palace family, and it is best for Daoists to weigh it. ”

"Hey, I need money. ”

Saying that, Yang Hao had already done something to him.

"This kid, senior brother, come to help me and fight quickly!!"

The man who was chasing the middle stage of the martial artist immediately flew over and encircled Yang Hao.

The middle stage of the martial artist seemed to be seriously injured, and he couldn't come back to rescue Yang Hao as soon as possible, and Yang Hao was overstretched in the face of the middle stage of the two martial artists.

"Hehe, boy, give me death. ”

Yang Hao was hit hard, but his hand just pierced the other party's heart.

"Uh...... You ......"

A martial artist died in the middle of the game.

"Damn!!Kill my brother!!"

The remaining martial artist saw that Yang Hao was already at the end of the crossbow in the middle stage, and he struck at Yang Hao sharply.

Yang Hao hugged the martial artist, Yang Hao was constantly attacked by that person, and blood continued to flow from his mouth until both of them fell into a jungle.

This scene was seen by an intellectual woman in the carriage, and also by the people below.

The martial artist finally recovered in the middle of the period and hurriedly ran into the place where Yang Hao had fallen.

The middle of the martial artist muttered to himself: "This ...... What a man of God. ”

The martial artist was already dead in the middle of the period, and Yang Hao was covered in blood and opened his eyes: "I did my best." ”

"Thank you for your help, and we'll take care of the rest. ”

In this way, Yang Hao successfully mixed into this team.

In the world of Haotian Yuanzhu, Yang Hao was holding two black cards.

"I don't see anything special about this ID card?!"

Yang Hao's divine sense entered, and found that there was a person's head and his identity inside, so he couldn't see anything anymore, and he didn't know how it was made at all.

"Of course you can't see it, because some formations from our era are used in this!"

Tao Bai's face was full of curiosity.

"Huh?!...... Could it be that that sect was actually handed down from the time of Tao's predecessors?!"

"I don't know, maybe someone got some inheritance from our time. ”

"Well, maybe. Then Senior Tao, can you change the information on this card to mine?"

"It's simple. ”

Tao Bai stretched out his hand on it, gushing out some vitality.

"Okay, now the information above, the surprise is yours. When your own consciousness enters, you can see. ”

"Okay. ”

Yang Hao's divine sense entered again, and the information of the person with the surname Gong just now had become Yang Hao's.

Name: Hao Yang

Age: 20

Place of birth: Old State

Sect: Loose cultivation

Cultivation: Middle stage of martial arts

"This sect has really created a new mode of survival in the Haotian Continent. ”

When I felt emotional, I felt the call of someone next to me, and my consciousness returned.

Slowly opening his eyes, an intellectual woman was on the side: "Engong, how are you recovering from your injuries?!"

"Well, it's okay, thank you Miss for your concern. ”

"It should be that we are grateful to Engong, since you have woken up, I will not disturb your rest. ”

After the woman left, Yang Hao and the mid-martial arts man were left in the carriage.

He seems to have endless words, and for Yang Hao, the ghost knows what he thinks, maybe he thinks that Yang Hao is very kind, and he saved them again, he is a good person.

So he sat on the side by himself, and without Yang Hao inquiring, he gave out all the information like pouring beans.