Yang Chen roared: "The jade of Tianque, absolute defense!" An earthy yellow light protected Yang Chen in the middle, Yang Chen knew that the absolute defense of the Heavenly Que Jade would not last long, and he followed closely through the place where the Gengjin Sword Qi was full and stood on the golden steps of the tower. When Yang Chen stood under the Gengjin Pagoda, a voice came from somewhere in the void. "Later people, absolute trials, the way of heaven is unkind, suppress the eternal!" Yang Chen's eyes gradually blurred, and he saw the scene of a purple-robed man suppressing the Eye of the Ancients. The Three Thousand Eternal Eyes are so magnificent, but the purple-robed man actually tore the Ancient Eyes apart with his hands, what a majestic means. In the end, an Eye of Eternity was suppressed by the Golden Tower, endless thunder began to appear, and Yang Chen's thoughts were also pulled back. Yang Chen recalled the thunder in the sky, otherwise.

I knew with my feet that it was Heavenly Dao who made a move. Heaven is not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs. Although Yang Chen wanted to know the ending of the purple-robed man in the end, since Heavenly Dao had made a move, he must have probably fallen. However, this meeting also taught Yang Chen a hard lesson, and his body became holy. The purple-robed man could actually tear apart the Eye of the Ancients with his hands, and the flesh body didn't know how powerful it was, and as far as Yang Chen knew, the ancients also specialized in the flesh. Its physical body can be compared to a world, and the most famous is the ancient body of Han Li. Sanctify in the flesh and push three thousand small worlds.

Yang Chen's path of absolute Han Li can be walked, if he practices at the same time as Taoism, then he doesn't know how strong it is. The ancients may not have had such thoughts, but they did not go far on this path. There is a specialization in the technique, and only one attack can be completed. It means that everyone has their own areas of expertise, and not all of them are proficient. Yang Chen packed up his mood and walked towards the door of Gengjin Pagoda. The system prompts: "Welcome to the Tower of Trials, whether to enter the Trials." Yang Chen clicked yes, and the golden gate slowly opened. Yang Chen walked into Gengjin Pagoda, and the scene immediately began to change.

The scene in front of him turned into a block, the neon lights on the street flashed, and in front of Yang Chen was a dance venue called Lihua Palace. Yang Chen rolled his eyes, if he remembered the decorations correctly, it was Shanghai in 1930, when Japan had occupied the three northeastern provinces and was planning the whole of China. Suddenly, a child walked up to Yang Chen and asked, "Boy, what area are you?" Yang Chen looked up and found that there was no one, and wondered if he was having auditory hallucinations. Suddenly, his foot hurt, and he looked down to see a little man on his waist kicking him. Yang Chen: "......" This child's hair is bald, but there is some hair on the periphery, and he is dressed in tatters. He was wearing a pair of rotten cloth shoes on his feet, and his big toes were exposed to graze.

Yang Chen asked strangely: "Child, is this Shanghai in 1930?" After the child scolded for a nervous disorder, he said angrily: "This is the early years of the Republic of China, not 1930, but this is indeed one of the most prosperous cities in China, Shanghai." "It turned out to be the early years of the Republic of China, that is, in 1912, when the Nanjing government had just been established, isn't Gengjin Pagoda going to test character, what does this mean! While Yang Chen was thinking, a child in the distance shouted and interrupted Yang Chen's thoughts: "Little bald, you are bullying people again." Yang Chen looked at the approaching children and couldn't help but sigh at how big the world was. The child approached in front of him was taller than a little bald man, but he had three hairs on his head. Yang Chen tried to shout: "Sanmao! Sanmao raised his head and stared at Yang Chen and asked, "Do you know me?" ”

The little bald man smiled and said, "Sanmao, you see that you are famous in Shanghai!" Yang Chen naturally didn't tell him why he knew his name! Sanmao looked at Yang Chen's clothes and couldn't help but say, "Alas, you come with me!" "If Yang Chen knew that Sanmao actually pitied himself because of what he was wearing, he would definitely squirt three liters of blood. What a look, my clothes are novice clothes, and you can't buy them in the real world. What a jade tree in the wind when you wear it, and it is popular among thousands of girls! Yang Chen didn't know how to complete the task, so he simply followed Sanmao to see how to trigger the task. Yang Chen followed Sanmao through street after street, and then walked out of the city towards the suburbs. Finally arrived at a village, Sanmao pointed to the thatched hut in the distance and said, "This is my home with the little bald man, you shouldn't have a place to live!" ”

Yang Chen really didn't have a place to live, but he had a lot of gold coins to live in a hotel, but he didn't have to live here. However, Yang Chen is the kind of person who comes and is at ease, and he doesn't mind living in a thatched hut very much, so he nodded! Sanmao said: "Then you can live with us, usually we lack a helper." "Sanmao, we only have two beds!" The little bald man said. "It's okay, we sleep in the same bed; He sleeps one by himself! The little bald man nodded helplessly, and said to Yang Chen viciously: "I'll do things for me in the future." ”

Yang Chen nodded with a smile, he thought it was full of fun. The inside of the hut is very clean, which shows that these two people often clean it. The furnishings of the room were very simple, except for a long round table with a hollowed out center, and a Taishi chair with a missing leg, which they had flattened with square bricks. There are also a few stools that are also incomplete, and none of them are good anyway. Two long beds were made of straw in the corners of each side, and although the bedding appeared to be in tatters, it was not difficult to see that the bedding had been washed often because it had been washed white. The little bald man introduced Yang Chen quite proudly: "Do you see that Taishi chair, it was I got it back at the cost of dislocating my hand!"

And that quilt, left by my dead mother, and that ......" Yang Chen suddenly felt inexplicably sad, what kind of society is this. A group of helpless orphans, surviving on their own, what can they do at such a young age. Yang Chen couldn't help but think of Huaxia 100 years later, where every child has parents who love him and a happy childhood. Although Yang Chen has suffered great changes, he has always had someone to accompany him. When night comes, the sky is dotted with stars, and the beauty is indescribable. Yang Chen looked at the thatched house and suddenly sang: My heart is bitter, where is the road......

"Where did you learn this song?" "No, just sing it." "Then you can teach it to me!" Yang Chen nodded. Sanmao is very talented in music and learned quickly, if he lived in modern times, he would definitely be a famous writer, but unfortunately history does not know how much of the past has been obliterated. Yang Chen suddenly asked, "Sanmao, what do you usually rely on for a living?" "Pick up the cigarette holder!" Yang Chen: "......" Sanmao explained: "The most important thing about second-hand smoke now is the cigarette holder, and the cost of the cigarette holder is the largest. Yang Chen took out ten yellow gold coins and handed them to Sanmao and said, "Take these and do some small business!" ”

Sanmao opened his mouth wide, speechless in surprise. It's not that Yang Chen is stingy, he only gives 10 gold coins with so much money, but he knows that too much money will become a disaster for them. The system suddenly prompted: "Congratulations to the player for passing the character test, you will be teleported back to Gengjin Pagoda within 3 seconds!" Three... One. "Goodbye Sanmao, may you have a good future!" A white light pierced the starry sky, and Yang Chen disappeared into the night.