The passage of time in the Martial Ancestor's Secret Realm was actually a little slower.

It is roughly equivalent to spending one day in the secret realm of the Martial Ancestor, and about ten days have passed in the secular dynasty under the mountain.

Therefore, when Yang Zhantian came out of the Martial Ancestor Secret Realm, it was already a full-term month.

At this time, in the realm of the Huangkui Kingdom under the mountain, in addition to the scene where you can vaguely see a wisp of white silk hanging in front of the gatehouse every once in a while, plus it seems that it has not yet dissipated, and it can't touch the gloom that can't be felt, except for the depressing atmosphere, it seems that there is no difference from the previous Huangkui Kingdom.

At most, a very small part of the family did not have a top man, but it was distributed to a pension silver tael that was not rich enough but definitely could live, and this kind of bloody silver tael was the first time that a lot of pennies were sent to the homes of people who hung white silk in front of every family.

Then Huang Jiaguojun replaced it with a new one.

Yang Zhantian is particularly restrained in the small country of Huangkui in this secular dynasty under the mountain, and there is a heavenly hair above his head to stare at it, so that he, the first emperor of the three heavens, has to be restrained, after all, if he can live well, who wants to die?

He, Yang Zhantian, has also been ridiculous for hundreds of years, as if he has been struggling to live.

Whether it is in the Yang family, or in the later formation alliance, and now in the worldly world under the mountain, even his Yang Zhantian can be scared to death in Zhongzhou, and the triple heaven cultivation is all to be alive.

Yang Zhantian walked on a small road in an extremely small city in the country of Huangkui, on a road that was not wide but had a lot of historical origins.

Regardless of the size of the city in Huangkui Kingdom, any city with a city character has a characteristic, that is, according to the central axis to expand the earth to build the city, before the city is built, the central axis is determined first.

Like the small city at the foot of Yang Zhantian, there is only one central axis, but in the national capital of Huangkui country, it is evolved from a central axis into nearly 100 central axes, which is magnificent, and has become a scene that foreigners in the capital of Huangkui country must appreciate.

Walking on this not very wide central axis street, Yang Zhantian just felt that there seemed to be a big difference between breathing and breathing.

In addition to the fact that his cultivation has already confirmed the Triple Heaven of Emperor Xuan, it is more of a change in his state of mind, the kind of change that turns the world upside down.

There is still an extremely small cause and effect between him and the Formation Alliance that is not understood, so he needs to come to Yang Zhantian.

After this cause and effect, there is no cause and effect between him Yang Zhantian and the Formation Alliance, which can be regarded as a cause.

It's just that for some reason, Yang Zhantian has been entangled in him for hundreds of years, and to be more precise, since he jumped into the Three Realms, those human feelings and causal debts that have been entangled suddenly disappeared, but he Yang Zhantian felt that there was some inexplicable feeling haunting in his heart, and they all gradually surged into his heart in an instant, not just now, as if it had existed before, but it was forcibly suppressed by him Yang Zhantian for another reason.

It's not a personal debt, it's not a causal debt, but it's three points more troublesome than adding the two together, it's a Yang family woman who shouldn't have anything to do with him Yang Zhantian but has something to do with him Yang Zhantian.

The two major families in Zhongzhou can be called one of the "most" ancient inheritances, and the surname of the Yang family.

The cultivation is higher and the debt is less, but it is more sorrowful, but the mood is more broad, the past is a dead end at a glance, and now it is a dead end at the end of several eyes.

Yang Zhantian looked at the ordinary secular people beside him, happy or sad, busy or leisurely, and suddenly thought that the triple heaven and triple heaven were not triple sorrows.

I have seen how magnificent the scenery on the mountain, how many towering peaks I have climbed, and how many sorrows that others cannot grasp, so I need more things that others lack.

For example, it is the cold wind at the top of the mountain, and it is the sorrow that no one else has.

The previous Yang Zhantian was a Triple Heavenly Emperor who was most like the Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor, and now Yang Zhantian only felt that he was a Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor who was the least like the Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor, the former was not a Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor, but the latter was a Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor.

The corner of the street is a bun shop, the store is very small but the location is extremely good, in the small corner of the two streets** on the left, and it just so happens that the small bun shop is connected to the central axis street that runs through the north and south ends of the town, although it is also a small street, but it is a little strange, because the location is excellent, but the business is particularly light.

Yang Zhantian went straight away, it was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and the central axis street at the end of the fifth watch was quite cold and cold, but it was not lonely, after all, whether it was a small city or a big city, ordinary people should still follow the secular saying, "The early bird has worms." ”

There is no one in the bun shop, but the nearly meter-high steamed buns standing in front of the shop are snorting tempting white smoke.

Naturally, the monks on the mountain are not all valleys, after all, for monks, every food and a spoon is a practice.

But those are the things on the mountain that are full of spiritual power.

Of course, for a mountaintop realm cultivator like him, Yang Zhantian, there was no big problem even if he didn't drink or eat.

Just in front of the corner shop at the entrance of this street, Yang Zhantian ate steamed buns, just out of the cage, steaming, it was a reflection of his own thoughts before, and now Yang Zhantian can be said to be the Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor who is the least like the Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor.

At the intersection of this street, there is also a prince who is the least like a prince, and since the beginning of the fight, he has stood next to the bun shop and looked at the Xuan Emperor who is the least like the Xuan Emperor of the Three Realms, the Xuan Emperor, eating steamed buns.

Since Yang Zhantian stepped into this small city, he has sensed this man who is incompatible with this small city, and Huang Yuncheng, the prince of Huang Kui Kingdom, also has a special perception, knowing that the person in front of him is the person who determines his chance.

It's just that Yang Zhantian didn't say it, and he Huang Yunjun wouldn't ask, at least he wouldn't take the initiative to ask, this was what a retired old ancestor in their Huangkui Kingdom True Sword Sect who regarded him as most of his disciples.

Because whether it's right or wrong, as long as you open your mouth, it's a mistake.

The old ancestor who had enlightened the True Sword Sect all his life said, "If a mortal is guilty or not, God and man will give it." ”

The four buns are exhausted, and most of them are full, which is not how good it is, and it is impossible to say how bad it is.

It's just that when Yang Zhantian turned his head to look at his little cause and effect this time, he suddenly turned his head when he remembered something, his expression was tight, and he suddenly remembered that in this dynasty under the mountain, eating is to pay money, but it just so happened that he Yang Zhantian didn't.