A.D., that is, the Old World's way of recording years before the New World began. The use of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info New World Era was only started after the last interracial decisive battle in 3013 AD and the victory of the Terrans.

Yang Yan's era is the New World Era 2033, so it is accurate to say that Yang Yan is now back in two thousand years, the old world that is still in the most serious invasion of foreign races!

Sitting in the dark room, Yang Yan covered his head and sat quietly on the bed, it had been two days since he crossed to this time, not only did he not have any hints about the content of the trial, Yang Yan was even horrified to find that the force of the battle system in his body had disappeared strangely, and his fragile physique even made him gasp for breath even if he ran a few more steps.

But fortunately, Yang Yan's own mana is still there, and he can continue to use it at that time, but in this old world where people are dying every second, with only his meager mana, it is indeed more difficult to survive.

For two days, Yang Yan didn't go out, just hid in this dark room. Every day, he only lives on a little food sent by his kind aunt.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Yi still decided to go out and have a look. After all, it's still not okay to wait here, and it's likely that you will suffocate to death before you can wait for anything. Yang Yan's original acting was not only lost or what's wrong, anyway, when Yang Yan woke up, he only had a vest and big pants on his body, and put on a muddy coat full of mud and tears given by his aunt, Yang Yan pushed open the door of the black room.

The dazzling sunlight made Yang Yan's eyes itch for a while, but Yang Yan faintly liked this feeling. Walking between these houses made entirely of broken wooden planks and masonry, Yang Yan's psychology is also taking place in some subtle reactions, as a child born in the New World Era, although Yang Yan has also learned about the hardships and embarrassments of human beings in this period from books, but what you see and what you feel personally are two different things after all.

Although the New World is also a perennial battle, it is only the forward battlefield and its surroundings that will be affected, and the real rear is completely untouched by the invasion of war.

However, when you really experience the cruelty of war and aggression, the impact on your heart is absolutely huge.

At this time, Yang Yan had this feeling, looking at the person who was sitting on the side of the road next to the gravel in front of the house and looking up at the sky with a numb face, it was false to say that he was not shocked. Yang Yan walked forward step by step, wailing, numb, and crying. Yang Yan can't see a trace of sunshine and positivity here, everyone seems to have no hope for the future, just waiting for the end to come.

"It's time to eat!" I don't know who shouted this, and a trace of commotion suddenly appeared in the originally dead alleyway, and everyone began to think of a direction, and only at this time did Yang Yan see a trace of desire to live in their eyes.

Following the flow of the crowd, Yang Yan came to a clearing, in which two soldiers in military uniforms led several huge pockets, and Yang Yan saw that there were gray steamed buns in it.

"Squeeze what squeeze! Do you want to eat it?! The craving for food caused the crowd to crowd a lot, and in the confusion, a white-haired old man accidentally failed to stand still, and his dirty hand grabbed the soldier's sleeve, leaving a black handprint.

When the soldier saw the handprint on his sleeve, he opened his mouth and scolded, and even pushed the old man to the ground!

"Presumptuous!" Just as Yang Yan was about to go over and help the old man up, a flying sword with a cyan streamer was nailed in front of the soldier. The sharp blade even shaved off a few strands of hair from the soldier's forehead.

"Born as a human being, we should respect the old and love the young. Not to mention that you are still a soldier, especially if you are still a soldier! I don't know how to respect the elderly, full of foul words, get out of the old man! The flying sword fell, and an old man in a dark robe slowly descended, and with a slight lift of his hand, he helped the old man on the ground up, and with a wave of his big hand, the steamed buns in his pocket were automatically distributed to everyone's hands.

Seeing that the old man looked at him, the two soldiers hurriedly picked up their pockets and fled, but before leaving, the reprimanded soldier muttered to himself, although the voice was very small, but it was still heard by Yang Yan, who happened to be next to him, "Hmph, let you be arrogant for a few more days, and when the time comes, see how the master deals with you!" ”

Well? What's the situation? The soldier's muttering was quiet, but it was barely audible to those who got close. And Yang Yan obviously saw that when the soldier said this, the old man of Edgeworth frowned, but he quickly calmed down, and even sighed slightly.

No, there is an inside story! Yang Yan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart. Secretly agitating the mana in the body, a wave of spiritual power unique to the Dao Gate secretly spread.

The old man, who had already beckoned to step on the flying sword, suddenly turned around. His eyes as sharp as a falcon instantly stared at Yang Yan. Yang Yan felt the old man's gaze raise his head slightly, revealing a bright smile.

The old man stretched out his hand and sucked Yang Yan onto the flying sword, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. It's just a gray steamed bun that suddenly fell, and secretly fell into the arms of a woman, the woman looked around blankly, and this was a mana-wrapped voice that came into her ears, thank you......

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was grabbed by the old man onto the flying sword, and quickly rose to a high altitude that made his legs weak, and Yang Yan's heart was about to jump out. It's not that Yang Yan hasn't made high-altitude tools, but it's the first time he's so unrestrained.

Yang Yan grabbed the old man's arm tightly, so nervous that he didn't even notice that his knuckles were white, "...... before" Yang Yan just wanted to speak, and a fierce cold wind suddenly got into his mouth, so that Yang Yan had to close his mouth tightly.

Feeling the embarrassment of Yang Yan behind him, the old man chuckled. As soon as the law moved, the speed of the flying sword increased again, and it almost didn't lift Yang Yan down.

I don't know how long this arduous flight lasted, and when Yang Yi was about to be blown unconscious by the wind, the old man jumped down from the flying sword with a soft cry and fell into a courtyard.

"Former ...... Senior ......" Yang Yan, who was blown by the cold wind and fought with his upper and lower teeth, shouted at the old man in a trembling voice. The old man looked at the layer of hoarfrost on Yang Yan's body and smiled. With a wave of his sleeve robe, a mana swept through, and Yang Yan instantly felt that the chill in his body was completely removed.

As soon as Yang Yan wanted to speak, the old man immediately made a silent gesture, and Yang Yan had to close his mouth again. The old man beckoned to Yang Yi and motioned for him to follow. Yang Yan nodded, and followed the old man into an ancient house.

All the furnishings in the house are full of ancient charm, and the special meaning echoes in the whole room, as soon as Yang Yan comes here, he feels an unknown comfort, warm and comfortable, just like returning to the feeling of lying in his mother's arms when he was a child.

"How's that, how does it feel." The old man sat on a Taishi chair and said with a smile.

Yang Yan arched his hand: "It's amazing, but it's an indescribable feeling." ”

The old man waved his hand and motioned for Yang Yi to sit down: "Old man, the Xuanji of the Shushan Sword Sect is a real person, I don't know if the little friend is a teacher?" ”

was asked by Xuanji Zhenren, Yang Yan subconsciously wanted to answer, but when the words came to his mouth, Yang Yan swallowed again, although he had obtained the inheritance of Taoism, but his current memory did not say which sect it was, it was difficult to tell him, then I am a person after 2,000 years, I participated in the acting and crossed back, and my Taoism is learned according to the inheritance memory in my mind. I'm afraid I'm going to be just pumped to death. Shaking his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, Yang Yan rolled his eyes, cleared his throat and said: "The kid is a small sect in the mountains, and I am afraid that the real person has never heard of it." ”

Xuanji Zhenren wiped his beard: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"The boy master is a small faction in the mountains, thanks to the outside world, he is worthy of the outside world, and his name is called: Da Ri Zhengzong!" While speaking, the Phnom Penh Great Sun in Yang Yan's mind seemed to be attracted by something, and suddenly emitted a burst of violent light, faintly forming a vision of the Great Sun behind Yang Yan!

Xuanji Zhenren squinted his eyes and looked at the vision of the Great Sun behind Yang Yan, wanting to see something, but the vision came violently and disappeared quickly, just a flash in the pan and did not come back, and even Yang Yan did not feel the slightest wrong.

Xuanji Zhenren sat up straight and asked Yang Yi: "I don't know how many people are still in the sect of Little Daoyou." "Xiaoyou has become a little Taoist friend, and Xuanji Zhenren's opinion of Yang Yan seems to have changed slightly.

Yang Yan hesitated a little and said: "This sect has always been sparsely populated, but in my generation. Hehe, it's just me and my master. It's just that my master is very free and easy, and he can't stay still for a moment, and I don't know where he is now. ”

Xuanji Zhenren chuckled: "Then the master is really tight-hearted, the old man speaks straight, and it is really dangerous for a little Taoist friend to cultivate in this troubled world." ”

Yang Yi pretended to be angry when he heard this: "Who said no, my master fooled me when I got started, and when I visited the teacher, he threw me a book, and I don't know where to go." ”

Xuanji Zhenren smiled: "Little Daoist don't be angry, I think that Little Daoist is about to build a foundation, and when the time comes, Lingshi will definitely come to find you." ”

Yang Yan was puzzled: "Why is this?" ”

Xuanji Zhenren was stunned when asked: "If there is no Lingshi to plant the Dao Foundation Spirit Seed for you, how can you build the foundation?" ”

The expression on Yang Yan's face froze instantly: "Then ...... Is there no other way? ”

Genji shook his head slightly.

Yang Yan: "I ......*&*%%¥#%¥%#*%"

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