Zhuang Zhuang felt a headache, slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and was speechless for a while.

I saw myself sitting on a high platform, wearing a gauze tunic on my body, and my privacy was faintly visible, and a pair of crisp breasts stood tall under the tulle. I blushed when I saw it.

The high platform is about seven or eight meters high, surrounded by black pressure, tens of thousands of creatures are looking at themselves with excitement, there are sika deer, there are huskies... Animals and plants spread in circles until they are invisible to the naked eye.

Seeing solemnly open his eyes, the creatures collectively shouted.

"God bless the Holy Maiden! God bless the demon clan! ”

After that, the group knelt on the ground and bowed in a solemn direction. The cry shook the heavens and the earth, and resounded in the sky.

Before the echo of the cry had passed, someone shouted in the distance.

"The remnants of the demon clan, today is your time of death!"

Before the figure arrived, the voice came first. I saw a lotus palace lamp flying slowly, looking slow but extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, it was about to come to the front, the lotus flower was burning with blue-black flames, gradually expanding.

"Smack"

"Crackling"

As far as the eye can see, the sky is full of flames, wailing and crying all over the sky. A bright light then flew in, passing through the majestic platform like tofu.

The seven or eight-meter-high platform collapsed violently, and the solemn was crushed in the chaos of rocks and wanted to vomit blood.

This series of accidents really overwhelmed him, and he didn't even have time to think. first appeared on a small island, watering trees with a bunch of handsome guys, and before I could react, I appeared here again, and the audience worshipped... In the blink of an eye, they were collectively taken again.........

What kind of sin have I done!!

solemnly felt the pain coming from all over his body, and secretly sighed that the matter of becoming a woman didn't seem to be so important.

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I don't know how many days later, Zhuang Zheng finally crawled out of the pile of rubble. The flames around him were still not extinguished, but they could not hurt the solemn in the slightest.

The veil that enveloped her body kept her in it, keeping the flame from coming close.

Solemnly walked out of the pile of rocks, stepped out, and as soon as he touched the earth, an endless will swept over, the sound was noisy, but the theme was unified.

"The revival of the demon clan is everyone's responsibility!"

Tens of thousands of five-colored rainbow lights surged in from all directions, scrambling to drill into the solemn body. The mysterious runes gradually took shape on the solemn body, and the light veil that wrapped the body gradually solidified, forming a pure white coat, and all kinds of plants and animals at the hem of the clothes slowly took shape, vivid, as if they were substance.

An exaggerated petal on the chest gradually took shape, the petal was the size of a bowl, bright red as blood, and the style of the whole person was completely different. A touch of consciousness arose spontaneously in the solemn heart, and countless demon clan inheritances seemed to be clear in their hearts, but they couldn't touch it.

Nourished by the power of faith of the entire demon clan, the solemnity has already turned into a god in half a step, and is infinitely close to the true god.

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Zhuang Zheng didn't know what was happening, he only felt that he was surrounded by an extremely comfortable energy, and the whole world became clear, and the details that he couldn't see before jumped in front of him.

The petals on the chest turned into smoke, forming a totemic mark and a solemn chest, which gradually disappeared. All visions were fleeting, as if nothing had happened.

Solemnly looked back at the high platform that had collapsed behind him, unlike before, he had no feelings at all, and now, full of anger haunting his heart, solemnly took a deep breath and sorted out his emotions.

According to the current situation, this is a demon tribe, and she is the holy daughter of this tribe. A righteous person with a sense of justice eradicated demons and wiped out his own gang that was holding a ceremony. Now that the situation is not good, everything else will be put aside. Now it's better to think about how to survive in this world.

However, Yan Yan is an outsider who has no contact with this world at all!

"Forget it, let's see as we go!"

Solemnly muttered to himself, lifted his clothes, and squatted down in a relatively flat position.

……

After about five minutes, after finishing some trivial matters, he walked slowly and slowly towards the flames around him.

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Dawang Village is a small village under the jurisdiction of the Beiyang tribe, because of its remote location, few people have set foot here, only a few dozen families.

Dawang Village, which is usually deserted, is unusually lively today. Because today there is a cultivator master path here. He also said that if there was a young man with good qualifications in the village, he planned to take an apprentice to play.

The master came early in the morning, because the village of Dawang was located in the middle of nowhere, and the sky was dark and foggy.

The master felt that he was not in his mind, and with a wave of his hand, he dispelled the morning mist that filled the sky and hung a small sun in the sky. You can see how powerful the ability is.

The villagers spontaneously sent their captive livestock to the village chief's house to entertain the master. By the way, you can also bring your own children to take a look at the master to see if there is any potential for cultivation.

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Wang Fan was twelve years old, born in Dawang Village, his father Wang Qingshan is an ordinary farmer in Dawang Village, in his forties, dressed plainly, physically strong, honest, but has a perseverance momentum, is the most handsome man in the village. His mother passed away when he was five years old, and he had very little impression of his mother, so Yang Fan was raised by his father.

In such small places, people have fed themselves with their own hands for generations, taking care of the crops and raising a few poultry. They don't have any skills, and they don't have any ambitions. But Wang Fan is different, he likes to read, and he still has a dream.

No one knows what strange thing he was inspired to be, and he wanted to become a sea god.

Everyone is not optimistic about his dream, not to mention the sea near Dawang Village, there is not even a big river, only some small mud ditches. What is Poseidon used for? Did they flood their village?

In the eyes of these villagers, they don't care about the process of realizing their dreams, they care about what happens after they are realized. Such a useless dream, everyone said, scoffed.

Children of the same age feel out of place with Wang Fan because he has dreams and are reluctant to be friends with him, but Wang Fan is not discouraged because he has a father who dotes on him.

Wang Qingshan didn't know how to help his son fulfill his dream, but he knew that if he wanted to do something big, he had to study more, but there was no teacher in Dawang Village, and no one in the village knew how to read. He often took some of his poultry to the nearby big cities to exchange some money and buy some books to read to his son.

Wang Fan's qualifications are recognized by the village, because Wang Fan has been able to read the books that his father brought back from the big city through self-study. His prestige in the village has improved a lot, and Wang Qingshan also feels that he has more face.

Although everyone still thinks that it is unrealistic for Yang Fan to become the god of the sea, he is indeed the only literate person in the entire Dawang Village. Therefore, the villagers feel that Wang Fan is already a superior existence in their hearts, and they usually respect Wang Fan and do not laugh at his dreams.

At this moment, Wang Fan was sitting in his small courtyard, holding a book in one hand and scattering rice on the ground in the other.

He was wearing a gray-black coat, very shabby, with obvious scratches on the corners. And apparently it hasn't been cleaned for a long time.

There was a big rooster in front of him, which was leisurely spinning around, pecking at the rice on the ground from time to time, leisurely.

Wang Fan frowned and stared at the book in front of him seriously.

"What does that mean?"

He turned to the previous page, and saw a picture drawn on the previous page, a man sitting on the ground and pointing to the sky, and a big sun was drawn on the sky. The reason why it is said to be the sun is because this is the jurisdiction of the Beiyang tribe, and the Beiyang tribe belongs to the Sun tribe. So when you see this kind of picture, the first thing that comes to mind is the sun.

"I see!"

Wang Fan turned to the previous page and counted the words on it one by one, a total of thirteen words.

"The meaning of this phrase is that you can spot the sun by pointing to the sky."

"No, these are fourteen words, and you should point to the sky to find the sun. I see! ”

Wang Fan closed the book, looking intoxicated. What an evocative description! You can't see the sun if you keep your head down, and you can only see it clearly by pointing your finger, which is wonderful.

Wang Fan, who was vaguely about to sublimate his thoughts, was suddenly awakened by a strong sound of opening the door. Wang Qingshan walked in anxiously, and grabbed the big rooster that was wandering around.

"Fan'er go quickly, there is a master in the village today, who is very powerful, and said that he is going to accept apprentices."

When Wang Fan heard this, he jumped up.

"Really?"

Although Dawang Village is very remote, my father often went to big cities, so I heard of the master. It is said that the masters are all cultivators, and with a wave of their hands, they can turn the world upside down and travel thousands of miles in a day. If you can become a disciple of the master, your dream is not just around the corner.

In the past, I didn't have the opportunity to contact this kind of master, so I could only learn by myself, but now that the opportunity is right in front of me, I must try it.

"If there is anyone in our village who can become a disciple of the master, it will only be my son!"

Wang Qingshan was also in a happy mood, laughed and took Wang Fan's hand, and walked out the door.