"You've really made your decision? The Dragon Locks are a product outside of the Orrente world, and I can't crack them even with my current abilities. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info" Xiwei said solemnly to the black-haired young man who appeared in front of him: "You were born in Orrente, and Shenzhou is just the home of your ancestors. Your Arcane Points have exceeded 300,000, and you have studied very deeply in the current mainstream magic schools, staying in Violet, you will step by step to the top of this world. ”

"Thank you for your cultivation, Mentor Xiwei!" The black-haired young man was Yang, who was now over forty years old, but the passage of time seemed to stand still in him, quiet as water, calm as a mountain.

Although Yang did not open up a new field of electromagnetism like Meryl and carried it forward to become a magical science, his foundation was firmly rooted, and he has published a large number of pioneering and innovative and very valuable papers in the two major journals "Arcane" and "Magic" in the last ten years, and is known as a "magic encyclopedia" that is very promising to become a great arcanist in the next twenty years and connect all schools of magic.

"Shenzhou is my homeland, I still remember when I was young, even at the moment when my mother was seriously ill and about to die, I still dreamed of the country, I must go to Shenzhou!"

"Okay, I respect your choice!" Xiwei threw out a shining Silver Moon Mark: "This treasure diamond contains the breath of the Silver Moon Lady, with which you can enter the Divine Dragon Lock, but if you want to come out again, it will take a hundred years to recharge!"

The Shenzhou shrouded in the Divine Dragon Mystery is a different world completely different from Orrente, and this "Divine Dragon" is a powerful existence at the level of the Lord of Radiance, and his rank and force are far beyond the specifications of Eluna, the creator and incubator of the Orent World, so Shenzhou is an existence that Xiwei has always wanted to explore but has not yet been able to touch.

Only a person like Yang with the blood of Shenzhou flowing in his body can go to Shenzhou through the Shenlong Mystery Lock at the lowest cost.

"A hundred years?" Yang solemnly took the silver moon mark, a hundred years is a long time even for a legendary caster of the Nine Rings, and he is likely to be abandoned by the rapidly developing arcane theory and era without Orrente, which is an almost unbearable price.

However, Yang still strengthened his heart, because Shenzhou had already been instilled in his soul by his mother when he was an ignorant child, and it was a country he had to set foot in, and it was also a life he had to experience.

"Before leaving, you can go to Constantsburg and ask to meet the indecent Yunlan Grand Master. Xiwei sighed lightly: "The Chinese years are fleeting, a hundred years for you and me is just a journey in life, I hope that when you meet again, you can bring me more surprises." ”

Yang did not answer, but knelt on his knees with great solemnity and made a big bow to Xiwei according to the traditional etiquette of Shenzhou.

In his heart, Sivi is the most respectable teacher, which completely changed the trajectory of his original life.

"Get up, do you still need these vulgar rites between you and me?" Xiwei broke the sadness of parting: "See you next time, you must bring your wife and children, there are already many people who suspect that your sexual orientation is abnormal!"

Yang smiled awkwardly, he had just put all his time and energy into magic and arcane.

Castle of Kings, Yunlan Sect, Golden Dome.

"Finally waited for this day!" The world-famous Liuyun Lan Grand Master sighed: "I am old, I want to return to Shenzhou and be buried in my hometown!"

"Master!" the Yunlan Sect disciples called out sadly, wanting to keep the Great Grandmaster.

"I have made up my mind, and in three days, I will pass on the Yunlan Sect Master to your senior brother!" Liu Yunlan looked to the east on the top of the golden roof, his eyes were full of expectations and memories: "I don't know if the willows in Jinling are as green as in the past? I don't know if the white tide on the river is still patting the embankment and returning? I don't know what the lonely smoke of the desert, the snow-capped mountains and sand cities look like now? I don't know how many people are alive now?"

It has been more than a hundred years since Liuyunlan came to Orent from Shenzhou, and he has tried countless ways to return to Shenzhou, but he can't do it at all. Unexpectedly, he had come to the twilight of his life, but he had the opportunity to return to Shenzhou again, and he would never miss it this time.

Three days later, Yang and Liuyunlan embarked on the eastward journey, passing through the Hulun Grassland where the orcs were located, and after thousands of miles of desert, there was the mysterious Divine Dragon Lock.

Yang took out the silver moon seal, and this mark instantly turned into a bright moonlight, rushing into the divine dragon lock, as if hearing a vast dragon groan, the dragon lock opened a gap in front of the two.

Yang and Liuyunlan hurriedly stepped into it, and the misty lock was soon closed again.

"Before I left Shenzhou a hundred years ago, the chaos in the world had just been pacified, Emperor Zhu ascended the throne, the capital was Jinling, and the country was peaceful and peaceful, and now it should still be the Zhu family's world, I don't know how many old friends are still there?"

"The vitality here is unexpectedly thin!" Yang frowned slightly: "I'm afraid that your old friend, Great Grandmaster, will have a long life!"

"Yes, before I traveled west, I was already one of the five best in the world, and I was just a legendary rank in Orrente, and I was able to become a great grandmaster, and it was only after Orrente challenged heroes from all walks of life that I gained it, and 'Mountains and Seas' is my understanding after being promoted to a great grandmaster. The smile in Liuyunlan's eyes also retracted: "After a hundred years, the vitality of heaven and earth is even worse, and the heroes of Shenzhou are probably even more withered!"

"Grand Master don't need to worry, before leaving, Mentor Xiwei gave me a heavy gift. Yang carefully took out a cloud of blue mist, which was dotted with countless stars, and had the power to make people intoxicated.

"This, is this the origin of the world?" Liu Yunlan was shocked.

"That's right, Mentor Xiwei intercepted the origin of the world of Orent and built a complete small world, which can be called an artifact-level artifact, in my opinion, Mentor Xiwei has transcended the gods, and will definitely become the creator in the future!" Yang sighed with emotion: "Planting this small world that contains multiple world origins in Shenzhou can not only restore the vitality of heaven and earth, but also allow you and me to show everything you have learned here, I am determined to create a violet in Shenzhou and teach arcane magic!"

"Okay! Although I am old, I also have to find good talents, pass down the Taoist system of 'mountains and seas', and don't let Xiaoyou specialize in beauty!" Liuyun Lan is proud, pointing to the high mountain that towers into the clouds in the distance: "This mountain is called Kunlun, and I have an old friend who has the name 'Xiaoyao', but I can go and be a guest!"

However, taking advantage of the prosperity and returning in defeat, there have long been no free Taoists on Kunlun Mountain, only a tomb called "Xiaoyao".

Liu Yunlan was stunned, drank three drinks in front of the old friend's tomb, and continued eastward with Yang, heading directly to the Central Plains.

However, a hundred years have passed, and Shenzhou is no longer the Shenzhou in memory, and the sharp decline of the vitality of heaven and earth has caused a significant decline in the strength of cultivators, and even began to gradually become secularized and dependent on the ruler.

What's even worse is that most of the territory of Shenzhou has been in drought for many years, the people have revolted, wars are frequent, and foreign races have taken the opportunity to detain the customs, and they have entered the Central Plains, and are drinking horses and rivers, wanting to completely enslave Shenzhou.

Along the way, he saw starvation and blood, and his tragedy was no less than that of Orrente in the turbulent years.

Liuyunlan traveled to the famous mountains and rivers to visit the sect of her former friends, but she only reaped disappointments again and again.

"Are you a middle god monk? impossible, the Five Uniques of the Central Plains are already a myth a hundred years ago, how can you live until now?"

On Donghai Island, the descendants of Dongli asked in disbelief.

"There is a way to be true, to be orthodox to settle the world, Zhu's loss of morality, the world is in chaos, the heroes are competing for the deer, and now the Dajin Emperor is the best in the world, the true dragon son of heaven, and I am the authentic man of the world, and I should welcome it!"

In the midst of the incense, in the Brilliant Dao Palace, the "Prime Minister of the World Daomen Great Heavenly Master" in a gold-patterned purple robe, said with a righteous face as Beizhen's disciple.

"I don't want Shenzhou to be overturned, and I don't want the descendants of old friends to be so brazen!" Liuyunlan, who was already almost desperate, walked out of the Heavenly Master Palace angrily, and slapped it with one palm, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the thirty-mile Heavenly Master Palace turned into a mound and ruins.

"For example, the mountains and rivers have fallen into the hands of the barbarians today, the last descendants of the Zhu family have gone to sea, the Jin people and traitors are rounding up, we must go to save the last Emperor Zhu!"

The end of the cape, the southernmost point of the Shenzhou Continent, is already the end of the sky, the corner of the sea, the most wild place, but even if he escaped here, the pursuers behind him still did not give up.

The most cunning and sinister is not the Jin people, but the former governor of the five armies, this damned traitor betrayed the loyal emperor and all the subjects of the empire, and sold the last blood of the Sun and Moon Empire to the Jin people in exchange for his own merits.

"Your Majesty! This is already the end of the world, there is no escape!" An old man in a sweat-soaked robe had his eyes full of despair: "The sun and the moon are dying on this day, and the old minister has no power to return to the sky!" After that, he crashed to death on the boulder, and blood splattered three feet.

The last Emperor Zhu was dressed in a red shirt, he was only eight or nine years old, he looked very delicate, but he did not have the stubbornness or simplicity of ordinary children, even if he was in a desperate situation, he still tried to stand up straight, because he was the last emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire, and the last bloodline of the Zhu family.

The black and oppressive pursuers behind him had approached, and the loyal and brave guards had all fallen, and Emperor Zhu saw greed and ambition in their eyes, and wanted to exchange his head for their topping.

Emperor Zhu gritted his teeth, he had already aimed a golden hairpin at his heart, the blood of the Heavenly Family would never be desecrated, and he would never surrender!

At this moment, a proud figure suddenly appeared in the sky, and a clear voice echoed on the beach: "Unthankful, wolf-hearted dogs, suffer death!"

Heavenly fire and thunder fell from the sky, like a miracle.

Emperor Zhu looked up at the sky in surprise, and only saw a gentle, bookish but majestic figure.

"Is he the thunder god in the sky? Is it because the heavens can't bear the overthrow of Shenzhou and deliberately came down to save the Sun and Moon Empire?"

Yang descended from the sky, gently pulled the little emperor up from the beach, and whispered to her: "You are the last Sun and Moon Emperor, can you let me know your maiden name?"

That's right, it's not him, it's her.

"Youwei!" said the little emperor with a slightly red face.

Yang clenched her little hand, this little girl named Zhu Youwei, who had an excellent talent as a magician, and was the last emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire, was really a perfect collaborator.

He looked at her: "Are you willing to change this world with me, let the sun and moon flags be planted all over Shenzhou, and let the people of Shenzhou embark on a new glory?"

Zhu Youwei nodded again and again, the moment he showed a miracle falling from the sky, she had already completely trusted him.

"Look, this is the arcane, the power to change the world!" The blue mist swirled around Yang's fingertips, dissipating in the next moment, merging into the entire Shenzhou.