When Yang Xiu was stunned, the black-armored man walked around to the back of the altar and waited cautiously outside a strange wooden house, as if waiting for some order. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The wooden house was a simple and lonely cavern, and in front of the door were some strangely shaped golden stones, which seemed to be the product of the altar opposite.

Yang Xiu also followed with a leisurely step, and saw the black-armored man cowering, and the corners of his mouth curved into an inexplicable arc.

"There's people living here?"

"A mysterious mage." The man in black armor whispered, and there seemed to be a deep fear in his eyes when he mentioned this man.

"Mage? Interesting! Yang Xiu smiled when he heard this, pressed his right hand on the dignity of the mage, and strode towards the door.

The man in black armor just wanted to say something to remind, but Yang Xiu directly kicked open the door, looked at it, and walked into the house humming a little song.

Seeing Yang Xiu walk in, the black-armored man quickly withdrew from the scope of the wooden house, hid far away with his soldiers, and stretched out his head to look at the situation here.

Besides, Yang Xiu, who walked into the house with a big grin, asked about a pungent smell of potion as soon as he entered the door, and the spicy tear jerking was very bearable.

It is said that although the sparrow is small, this small wooden house is typical, the small room is very well furnished, and there are cabinets on both sides of the door, and there is a long wooden table in the middle, on which are scattered some huge drawings.

The rest of the room was almost filled with books, suggesting that the owner of the hut was a learned scholar who was studying the altar.

"It's not polite not to knock!" An unusually sweet voice came, just listening to the voice, most of them were a lady who was alluring the country and the city.

"It's rude to hide and not see guests!" Yang Xiu glanced around, but he didn't notice the owner of this voice, so he simply sat on the small sofa and retorted without the slightest concession.

The voice was dumbfounded, and it took a while before he showed his figure, still holding a thick book in his hand, and walked straight in front of Yang Xiu.

Short silver eyebrows, blue and white delicate robes, beautiful red face, slender figure, and the obvious Adam's apple.

Yang Xiu saw that his saliva flowed, and he stared intently at the person in front of him, but after seeing the Adam's apple, the excitement that had just gushed out his blood suddenly disappeared.

"You're beautiful!" Yang Xiu sighed and praised sincerely.

To be honest, it was the first time Yang Xiu had seen a man with such a beautiful appearance, and he looked better than most girls in terms of appearance alone, I don't know how many times better.

"It's even more rude to praise a man for being pretty!" The corners of the silver-haired man's mouth moved slightly, and he said lightly.

"My name is Yang Xiu, the owner of this mining area." Yang Xiu turned a deaf ear, ignored his words, and unceremoniously regarded himself as the master here.

"Yang Xiu?! Hasn't the owner here always been Lord Yang An? The silver-haired man said with a little confusion.

"Soon it'll be mine! Still, it looks like they're all scared of you. Yang Xiu glanced behind him, and the black-armored man had long since disappeared where he was hiding.

"My name is Sword Vertical and Horizontal, Mage Scholar."

"I don't like dealing with these reckless guys." Jian Zongheng said lightly.

"Hahahaha?! You said your name was Jian...... Sword Horizontal? Hahaha......" Yang Xiu was stunned for a moment when he heard this name, looked at Jian Zongheng with a dazed expression, and then covered his stomach and laughed.

With such a domineering name as Sword Zongheng, on a mage who looks like a country and a city, the contrast is too huge, and anyone will probably be extremely surprised.

It's just that Yang Xiuxiang is a hooligan character, and he doesn't care about Jian Zongheng's feelings, and directly laughs at his name in person.

"Funny?!" Jian Zongheng's face turned black, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Well... Funny! ”

"Scatter!" The sword snorted softly, and his right hand condensed a cloud of sand out of thin air, and then dispersed and melted into the ground.

Yang Xiu was laughing vigorously, who expected that the sword would attack vertically and horizontally without warning, and he didn't give Yang Xiu time to react at all, and several strands of sand gushed out from the ground, directly wrapping Yang Xiu's legs.

"I said, why are you so stingy?!" Yang Xiu couldn't break free, so he could only take advantage of it.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?" Jian Zongheng snorted coldly, stroked his bangs in a chic manner, and then half-leaned against the wall, looking at Yang Xiu with an indifferent expression.

"Let's find out, my people have already besieged this place, and they will be killed in a while." Yang Xiu shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"You're not afraid of being discovered by those fools?" Jian Zongheng's eyes froze, and he asked.

"If I had been afraid, I wouldn't have come to you."

"Oh?"

"They are all afraid of you, this is naturally a very safe place, so I don't have to worry about my identity being exposed." Yang Xiu showed a mouthful of white teeth and said with a sneer.

Hearing this, Jian Zongheng was speechless, and got up to go out.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Seeing this scene, Yang Xiu shook his head, turned on the ice control, and directly froze the sand on his feet into ice cubes, and broke free with a little force.

The reason why Yang Xiu is not afraid of the sword is that he still relies on the creation of the world, since Yang Yang Xiu entered the door for so long, the creation has not been reminded of it, so Yang Xiu is naturally very bold.

"You're also a mage?!" Jian Zongheng turned his head to see this scene, and said with a slight frown.

"The real deal!"

"I'm underestimating you." Jian Zongheng sighed lightly and stretched out his hand, wanting to do it again.

"I said you, you can't let me finish talking?" Yang Xiu was startled, and quickly rushed to the back of the table, looking at Jian Zongheng with a vigilant expression, and there was a bit of anger in his tone!

"Say!"

"You're studying this building." Hearing this, Yang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately spoke.

"Yes and what."

"As it happens, I happen to know a little bit about the building." When Yang Xiu heard this, he smiled and said.

"What do you know?!" When Jian Zongheng heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, and he rushed up and grabbed Yang Xiu's arm, staring at Yang Xiu's face.

"Why should I tell you?" Yang Xiu is not stupid, some things are worthless when they are said.

"If you don't tell me, how do I know if you're lying to me." Jian Zongheng looked suspicious, and glanced out of the door without stopping.

"It's a teleportation altar." Yang Xiu hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.

Although the voice was small, Jian Zongheng did hear it completely, and only "teleportation" made Jian Zongheng's heart jump, Yang Xiu's voice did not fall, and Jian Zongheng immediately walked to the door and locked the door.

"Go on." Jian Zongheng then looked at Yang Xiu and said, obviously Jian Zongheng had already believed what Yang Xiu said.

"It's gone." Yang Xiu shook his head, clearly looking unwilling to say more.

Jian Zongheng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then walked straight to the wooden table and began to study the drawings, leaving Yang Xiu aside.

"Genesis, is this really a teleportation altar?" Yang Xiu didn't know the bottom in his heart, and found the creation again for verification.

"Yes, and there are two such altars." Genesis replied affirmatively, revealing another piece of information by the way.

"That means two altars can teleport to each other?!"

"As long as there's enough energy, it's fine." Genesis said with a sigh.

"Who the hell left this altar here?" As soon as Yang Xiu heard this, he knew that the matter of this altar was probably not so simple, so he asked.

"The master's opponent." Genesis was silent for a moment, then replied.

"The other altar is probably in the hands of one of your future rivals."

"Future competitors? It seems that I am not the only one playing this game. Yang Xiu's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he said with some solemnity.

"The master didn't say it explicitly, but the master once mentioned to me that there are many methods arranged by the master's rivals in this continent, just to prevent you, as the master's spokesman, from unifying this continent."

"When did I become the spokesperson for that bastard in Sheng Tian?!" Yang Xiu was angry when he heard Sheng Tian, and said through gritted teeth.

"If you weren't the spokesperson of the master, you wouldn't have been able to gain the talent of a Legendary Lord, and you wouldn't be qualified to let the genesis system make so many changes for you." Creation said bluntly, and the meaning was very obvious.

"So I've done so much, or am I working for that bastard?" Yang Xiu was still a little resentful.

"Not exactly, you'll get it later."

"It's really troublesome, there is the navy of Dongyi Island in the east, there is such a thing in the south, and Yang An's guy in the west, this gray pigeon harbor is really a good place! And what is the use of this shabby creation system? Yang Xiu shook his head when he heard this, and said sarcastically, obviously very dissatisfied with the creation.

Yang Xiu's words are right, Gray Pigeon Harbor is not a peaceful place, not to mention the resources, these nearby opponents alone are enough for Yang Xiu to have a headache for a long time.

Coupled with this expert-level hero system, it is basically a chicken rib, and it can't provide substantial help to Yang Xiu at all, and the really helpful ones have already been abandoned by Yang Xiu.

"You haven't found the greatest use of the Genesis System?" Genesis smiled and asked meaningfully.

"The best use? ...... Don't tell me it's you?! Yang Xiu thought for a moment and said with some uncertainty.

"Of course."

Creation is right, the creation system is a system after all, a dead thing that operates according to certain rules, and creation itself is the consciousness of concrete autonomous intelligence.

In a way, Genesis is the consciousness of the intelligence of the Genesis system, and Genesis can control most of the rules of the Genesis System, but there are some core rules that cannot be changed, which can be seen from the last lottery.

"I was negligent." Yang Xiu sighed lightly.

"The master also said that among the countless creation systems created by the master, I am the only one." Genesis said with a little smugness.

This sentence contained too many meanings from the mouth of the creator, and Yang Xiu naturally understood it a little.