Solar system, Earth, 3021 AD.

Eastern Huaxia, Jiangnan No. 1 Middle School, third-grade hidden weapon class 2.

In the middle of the class, Ye Xian asked eagerly, "Lao Jin, what novel did you bring today?" The last time I watched "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", I happened to see the six major sects besieging Guangmingding, Zhang Wuji just arrived, and it was over, big **, did you bring the next one? ”

Lao Jin, that is, Ye Xian's tablemate and sworn friend, his full name, Jin Yijian. It is said that he loves martial arts novels, so he gave him this name.

Jin Yijian pouted and said: "You just came to school early in the morning, you urged, don't be annoyed, but don't think about it, you only brought "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng" today." ”

Ye Xian's eyes lit up and said, "The decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City?" ”

Jin Yijian smiled: "You guessed right!" ”

Hearing this, Ye Xian's eyes lit up, as if a pervert had seen a ** beauty, and said impatiently: "Hurry up and take it out, the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, Ximen Blowing Snow Leaf Lonely City, I've been looking forward to it for a long time!" ”

The class bell rang just as the bell rang, Jin Yijian put the novel book on his lap under the table, and then the two of them lowered their heads and read it with relish.

Martial arts novels, which were abundant in literature a thousand years ago, have long since declined.

But as the air gradually changes, the aura of heaven and earth reappears, and the disappeared ancient martial arts reappear in the world, so martial arts novels are also popular again!

A thousand years later, there is no piracy on the earth, and there are only two ways to read novels, one is to pay to watch them on Skynet, and the other is to buy paper physical books. (Note: Skynet is an upgraded version of the Internet over a thousand years.) ）

Whether it is paying to watch online or buying paper physical books, it is not something that Ye Xian, a poor student, can do. So the only way he wants to read martial arts novels is to rely on the physical martial arts books brought from home by Jin Yijian, a fellow table.

"I'm going, it's worthy of Simon blowing snow, 'I learned swords at the age of seven, and I have achieved success in seven years, and I have never met an opponent so far!' , This is the real martial arts, it's so good-looking, it's still so cool after watching it a few times! Jin Yijian couldn't help but whisper.

"Ximen blowing snow, Ye Gucheng, the pinnacle of the world, the eternal swan song!!" Ye Xian's eyes were round, his breathing was short, his heart was beating violently, and goosebumps all over his body exploded, how could this kind of ** be a cool word?

"Slap ......" At this moment, the two people were slapped on the head.

A big hand stretched out at a lightning speed, pulling out the martial arts novel book under the table like lightning, and clutching it tightly in his hand.

"Since it's so good-looking, then lend it to me for a few days!"

Hearing this voice, Ye Xian and Jin Yijian faced like ashes at the same time, because this was the voice of the head teacher Ma Yongbing!

"Come to my office after class!" Ma Yongbing left a sentence and a cold back.

Jin Yijian was about to cry, and said bitterly: "The novel book will definitely not come back when it is in the hands of the head teacher, this time it is really over, my Lao Tzu will definitely kill me when he knows it!" ”

Ye Xian shrugged his shoulders, he could only help him.

Ma Yongbing, the head teacher, took the book and walked to the desk, and the book was still open on the page that Ye Xian and the others were reading, but did not close it. Ma Yongbing glanced at it subconsciously, and his eyes did not leave again, and he looked at it with relish, and actually forgot to continue lecturing.

The header of that page reads: The Eleventh Shocking Change in the Deep Palace

The content of the text

Ye Gucheng said: "It's a pity. ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's a pity. ”

Ye Gucheng sighed again, and the sword in his hand suddenly turned into a flying rainbow again.

A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky.

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After school, Ye Xian hurried back home. He was in a very bad mood because he was severely reprimanded by the head teacher.

The most important thing is that what the head teacher said is reasonable, which makes him even more frustrated and uncomfortable.

He is a poor student, his family conditions are very poor, and only his grandparents take care of him at home, and his grandmother is still sick in bed all year round.

There is still a month to go before the college entrance examination, and if he can't get into a good university, his life will be over, because he is not qualified to "gnaw at the old".

"Teacher Ma is right, I should not indulge in the world of illusory novels, even if I don't think about myself, I have to think about my grandparents. If I have been so unproductive, how will I take care of my grandparents in the future? Ye Xian muttered to himself, his eyes showing firmness.

When he returned home, Ye Xian found that the house was quieter than usual and much colder.

"Grandpa, grandma, I'm back!" Ye Xian shouted.

At this moment, an old man walked out with a doctor.

The old man is Ye Xian's grandfather, called Ye Guangming, and the doctor is called Zhou Hao, who is Ye Xian's old neighbor.

"Uncle Zhou, please come to check my grandma's body again, how is my grandma?" Ye Xian asked politely.

A month ago, Grandma Ye Xian suddenly fainted, and then she couldn't move freely, and she could only lie in bed most of the time.

Zhou Hao came to Ye Xian and said with a gloomy face: "Xiao Ye, you have to be strong!" Your grandmother's condition has suddenly deteriorated, and she can only survive for three days without accident......"

"Bang!" Ye Xian's schoolbag fell to the ground, and he looked incredulous: "Impossible, my grandmother is just a small problem, and her life will not be in danger, how is it possible!" ”

Grandpa Ye Guangming walked over and hugged Ye Xian without saying a word.

Ye Xian burst into tears for a moment, he knew that what Dr. Zhou said was true, otherwise his grandfather would not be like this.

From childhood to adulthood, Ye Xian was raised by his grandparents, especially his grandmother's meticulous care and concern, Ye Xian firmly remembered it in his heart! Ye Xian's greatest wish is to repay his grandparents when he grows up and let them live a good life.

"Uncle Zhou, really...... Can't help it? Ye Xian looked at Zhou Hao and asked in a painful tone.

The son wants to raise but does not wait, this is the biggest pain that Ye Xian can't bear!

Zhou Hao looked helpless and said: "There is one way, that is, to buy Wanling Treasure Liquid, but this medicine is too expensive, even Uncle Zhou, I can't help you." ”

Wanling Treasure Liquid, this is the strongest medicine researched by human beings in the past thousand years, it can almost be said to cure all diseases, it is the essence extracted and refined from the aura of heaven and earth, each bottle is worth millions of star coins!

"Ten Thousand Soul Treasure Liquid ......," Ye Xian muttered to himself.

At least, there is hope!

In grandma's room, Ye Xian glanced at his grandmother who was in a coma, and his heart was like a knife cutting.

Children who are accompanied by their parents do not understand the feelings of relying on their grandparents at all!

"Grandma, you'll be fine, I'll definitely cure you!"

Outside the door, grandfather Ye Guangming was holding a retro pipe, his eyes blank.

His hands were shaking, and he had been picked on many years ago to break his tendons, and although he recovered, he also left a heavy sequelae.

It was night, Ye Xian was lying on the bed, his heart aching.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that he fell asleep in a daze. In his sleep, he dreamed of a door, a strange bronze door.

In a hazy state of half-dreaming and half-awake, Ye Xian subconsciously pushed towards the bronze door, but the door was as heavy as a mountain and did not move at all.

"The energy is insufficient, and the host can't push open the door of martial arts and continue to absorb energy!" A cold voice suddenly appeared in Ye Xian's mind.

Above the bronze door, there is a countdown instrument that shows 31 hours, 28 minutes and 19 seconds.

Intuition told Ye Xian that there were still more than 31 hours before he could push open the bronze door.