Chapter 2 Accepting Disciples

"Is the situation bad?" Yang Zhen couldn't help but ask.

The old man glanced at Yang Zhen, turned his back, and only spit out four words.

"I can't hold it. ”

"How could it be .....?" Yang Zhen was shocked in her heart. "When I was here thirty years ago, although we only defended and did not attack, we have always faced the offensive of the demon clan calmly, and we have never been broken by the defensive formation. ”

The old man looked at him expressionlessly, "It's been a thousand years, and the Guardian City has guarded the Terran border for a thousand years." ”

"A thousand years ago, the thirteen guardian cities had about a million residents, even if there were monks from all over the world in the following time, and the total number of guardian cities today was only more than 200,000 people, of which 30,000 or 40,000 were veterans who were old and decrepit or disabled and did not want to leave, and 30,000 or 40,000 were the strength of the new generation, and the real mainstay was only more than 100,000. How many demon clans are there? Moreover, the offensive of the demon clan is not as fierce as it was at the beginning, and it has become more and more fierce year by year in recent years. ”

Yang Zhen's face turned pale after hearing these figures, "I should be able to mobilize at least tens of thousands of Yang family monks here to come to support." ”

The old man sighed softly, "No need, your Yang family naturally has other tasks, not to mention your Yang family's order, Your Majesty should have ordered it a few months ago." ”

"You're saying that Yangzhou also has to build a defense line?"

"Could it be that Your Majesty can still wait for the invasion of the demon clan alive?" the old man quipped, "Why don't you kid even know this, it won't be your turn to be the next head of the family." ”

"The head of the house.... What does it matter if you get your turn or not, I, a combined monk, can't play a decisive role after all. Yang Zhen smiled helplessly, "Under the general trend of Hongtao, even the entire Yang family is only..."

"One more Yang family and one less Yang family is indeed in the general situation, even if there are ten Yang families, what difference does it make to this war?" What I want is not the support of how many monks you can call me from the Yang family, what I want is that you can pass on the will and spirit of the Guardian City, and be able to rush from the pampered Yang family to the Guardian City, you are very good, you can stay in the Split Demon City for five years, you are even better, when our old bones are either killed in battle or the old ones can no longer fight, you are the leader of the new generation of human races. ”

Yang Zhen's face was gloomy, "The situation, is it really so critical?"

"Since the Terrans can lose the land of the five continents in a short period of time, then what is the land of the two continents, we must prepare for the worst. ”

"Even if the human race is invincible, you still have to lead the human race forward, you are in the city of protection to defeat the three out-of-body demon clans, and you will not die with the out-of-body battle demon clan combined monks, you are the hope of the new generation of the human race! You are the reason why we, the old immortals, are still resisting the demon race, that is, we still have hope! When this last bit of spirit collapses, the human race will really collapse. ”

Yang Zhen smiled bitterly, "You threw such a big burden on me as soon as you threw it off, and those who don't know still think I'm Emperor Yan." ”

"He's already defeated. The old man's face was extremely indifferent, "Whether it is mental or physical, he is no longer a qualified leader. ”

Yang Zhen opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say a word.

If others said this, Yang Zhen would be furious, how could the only emperor in the history of the human race be criticized by others! But the one in front of him was an old man who had organized thirteen guarded cities to protect the human race for thousands of years, and with his merits alone, few people could compare with him throughout the long river of history. Yang Zhen is not qualified to comment on Emperor Yan, and he also admires and respects this city lord of Split Demon City from the bottom of his heart, what Emperor Yan has done for the human race in the distant generations He has not personally experienced it, and he can't empathize, but he clearly knows how much this city lord has given up for the human race, and how much he has paid for the human race.

"This time, I guess it's the last two or three times to choose someone. The old man spoke slowly, "I have not asked for anything else in the city I have been guarding for thousands of years, and you can take care of these seeds of the city of guardianship." ”

"That's nature!" Yang Zhen promised, "The children brought out by my Yang family, I promise to enjoy the treatment of the core children of the Yang family." ”

"Not necessarily, but I'm very satisfied that no one else will harm these seedlings. The old man sighed.

"How is this possible?!I swear that as long as I Yangzhen lives, I will guarantee that these children will never be harmed in the slightest!"

"So this time it's you who leads the team to choose people. The old man gave him a meaningful look.

"Also, I have a request that you take one of the children as your apprentice. His name is Liang Xiao. ”

"Apprentice," Yang Zhen frowned, "this... City Lord, you also know, first, I have never had the experience of teaching others, and second, I am now in the period of refinement, and I am afraid that I will not have much time to take care of others. ”

"Don't worry about what you said, his exercises have been inherited by others, and you don't even have to care too much about his cultivation and advancement, all I need is the title of master and apprentice. ”

"That's fine. Yang Zhen nodded in agreement.

"Now I'll call him to meet you. The old man waved his hands, and a magic circle was generated on the spot, and then a young man appeared in it, "City Lord?"

The young man glanced at the old man with puzzled eyes.

"Liang Xiao, come, this is your other master I told you. ”

Liang Xiao glanced at Yang Zhen and shouted hesitantly, "Liang Xiao has seen the master." ”

And Yang Zhen swept away the boy's breath, "Yuan Ying, how old are you this year?"

"Master, I'm just sixteen years old this year. Liang Xiaobi replied respectfully.

"Just turned ten...... Sixteen-year-old Yuan Ying?" the corners of Yang Zhen's mouth twitched. "Looks like I don't need to teach anything.....

"Hahahaha, both of you are the leaders of the new generation. Our older generation has come to an end in this life, and the next thing is counting on you. The old man looked at the new pair of apprentices and laughed.

Yang Zhen asked with a wry smile, "Which great monks are Liang Xiao's teachers and parents?"

"Mentorship... The master didn't let me say that my parents had died in battle when I was three years old. ”

“..... I'm sorry," Yang Zhen replied apologetically.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, how many of the children in the Defending City are still alive with their parents?" the old man said indifferently, "Everyone in the Defending City must always be prepared to die in battle, and the families of the war dead are taken care of by everyone. ”

Yang Zhen looked at the young man in front of him with a pale face, "City Lord, don't worry, as long as I, Yang Zhen, live, I will definitely not let these children suffer any damage." ”

"Hey, it's because you've been here that I hope you're the one who comes to pick up these kids. The old man couldn't help but sigh.

Silence fell back into the room.