In the space of the second level, when Yingchen and the others first stepped in, they even felt that they were wrong.

The world in front of them turned out to be a prosperous paradise.

In the spectacular and exquisite castle, everyone's face is full of smiles, and the relationship between people seems to be very harmonious, and there are no two people arguing.

Just when the six of Yingchen were full of doubts, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

This is a woman in purple, and the woman's face is also filled with a sweet and happy smile.

She pointed to the city below:

"You each need to pick an identity and stay here for three years."

"Within three years, you need to do your duty, be kind to others, and not allow your cultivation to be exposed."

"Once the cultivation is exposed, it will die immediately."

"It's really dead, even the main body will die."

The woman in purple said the bloodiest and terrifying words in the sweetest voice.

Yingchen frowned slightly, three years?

"In the past three years, the outside world will only pass three days, so please rest assured and don't worry about the outside world."

Hearing the purple-clothed woman's addition, Yingchen's face looked slightly better.

"Are there any careers to choose from?" Yingchen asked with interest.

In the few months he has been here, he has experienced too many facts, but they are all inseparable from killing and fighting.

Now I can enjoy three years of ordinary life, even if there will definitely be changes in the future, it is a rare grind.

It can relieve the anger in my heart.

"Since you're the latest, there's not much left to choose from."

The woman in purple stretched out at will, and more than ten names appeared in front of her.

Sedan chair drivers, fruit sellers, coolies, carpenters, blacksmiths, garden caretakers......

Looking at these ten very common names, Yingchen raised his eyebrows and began to choose them carefully.

In the end, Yingchen chose the most comfortable of the ten professions: Mr. Teaching.

After he finished choosing, there were only five people left to choose.

In the end, the old god chose the garden caretaker.

Chief Lin Dao chose a carpenter.

Angel Dan C chose the blacksmith.

Ao Ming chose a fishmonger.

Cangmu chose a fruit seller.

After all six people made their choices, the woman in purple smiled sweetly:

"Finally, I would like to remind you that you are absolutely not allowed to expose your cultivation, otherwise you will fail to break through and die."

"The residents here seem to be real people, so please be honest and have a happy life."

When the words fell, the woman in purple smiled sweetly, stretched out, and the six of them immediately flew involuntarily to all parts of the city.

......

In the east of Tianle City, in front of an ordinary school, a young man with a warm smile on his face and eyes full of wisdom appeared.

Listening to the melodious sound of reading from the small courtyard in front of him, Yingchen felt a little weird.

This kind of peaceful and ordinary atmosphere, he has forgotten how long he has not experienced it.

In his previous life, when he was a child, before he left his hometown with his working parents, he briefly enjoyed this simple joy.

But the moment he chooses to follow his loved ones, this memory is buried in the depths of his mind, and only occasionally appears in his dreams when he sleeps peacefully.

When the sound of reading in the courtyard changed into laughter, Yingchen slowly stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard door.

"Tuk-tuk."

The sound of two crisp knuckles and the door panel colliding sounded, and the innocent shouts of the children immediately sounded on the other side of the door:

"Sir, there's a guest coming!"

An old voice sounded from inside the door: "Stand out of the way, children, be careful of being caught in the door panel." ”

"Squeak."

The door opened, and a gray-haired old man with a polite and bookish atmosphere appeared in front of Yingchen.

The old gentleman's eyes were no longer very good, but the children next to him were all looking at Yingchen with wide eyes.

"Hehe, I'm bothering the old gentleman, Xiaosheng Yingchen, I've seen the old gentleman." Yingchen smiled very naturally and bent down slightly.

The old gentleman also smiled politely in return, perhaps because Yingchen exuded a faint elegance at this moment, and the old gentleman liked him very much.

"Hehe, the old man Gao Ruming, I don't know why the young man is visiting?"

Yingchen showed a hint of embarrassment, and said with a smile: "It's a little ashamed to say that the little student has been studying for more than 20 years and has gained nothing. ”

"Therefore, Xiaosheng wants to come here to be a teacher, teach students some shallow things, and find a place to settle down by the way, so as to solve the problem of two meals and clothing."

The old gentleman immediately looked overjoyed, stepped forward and invited Yingchen into the hospital, and said:

"Haha, the old man is worried that he is old, and it is difficult to continue to teach these children, since Yingchen is willing, then you will be the new gentleman in the future."

"As for the place to settle down and three meals, it is not a problem, you will live in this courtyard in the future and be a companion to the old man."

The old gentleman's happiness made Yingchen feel a little weird, it was really a set plot, otherwise it would be so easy for a down-and-out scholar to find a job.

Before Yingchen could say anything, the children around him jumped up for joy.

At this moment, Yingchen's gentle words and elegant temperament are most liked by these children.

"Oh! There's a new teacher! ”

A group of children cheered around Yingchen, and Yingchen's heart gradually calmed down.

It's only been three years, and in order to hone their minds, powerful monks have been reincarnated in the red dust for hundreds of years.

Just like the White Emperor, in order to comprehend the way of heaven, he traveled in Hongchen, experienced reincarnation, and let himself constantly play a small person.

Even if he is humiliated in reincarnation, as long as it is not an evil cultivator who disturbs the White Emperor City, he will not reveal his identity.

"I hope that in the past three years, my mind can be completely calmed."

After muttering to himself in his heart, Yingchen was surrounded by a group of children into the school hall and started the first trial lecture.

Although in his previous life, Yingchen was just an ordinary college student, but after becoming a monk, he had read too many classics of the Heavenly Fortune World.

After entering the world of sin, he also looked for many classics.

Therefore, the current cultural heritage is quite profound, and after a casual lecture, the old gentleman who listened to it was fascinated.

Since then, Yingchen has also steadily assumed the profession of Mr. Teaching, and a trace of cultivation in daily life cannot be revealed, even Xianwu technology cannot be revealed.

......

In the quiet passage of years, two years passed quickly.

In the past two years, Yingchen has felt a tranquility that she has never felt before.

Maybe it's because he used to be just an ordinary person, and after becoming a powerful and systematic 'protagonist', he lived a rather crazy life.

In the process of gradually grasping the life and death of hundreds of millions of people, he has also been indifferent to life, and his anger is increasing day by day.

Now, after two years of teaching career, under the influence of fresh and innocent children, his restless heart is gradually stabilizing.

However, the biggest improvement in the past two years is not him, but the brains in his ring!

Two years, two years!

These intelligent brains continue to start and complete scientific research projects one after another, and their own evolution and the development of new arms have been upgraded to an exaggerated level.

All the war weapons have completed the leap from the primary form to the intermediate form, and it seems that there is only one stage of the leap, but it is a complete difference in strength.

The primary form of the War Berserk only has the strength of the Yuan Shen Intermediate Rank, but the strength of the Intermediate War Berserk has already soared to the Intermediate Rank of Returning to the Void.

Even after the full force bursts, it can be close to the strength of the high-level return.

The rudimentary form of the Destruction battleship only has the strength of the triple return to the void, although the firepower coverage strength is the mid-level of the return to the void, but it is still not very good at the table, and can only bully those low-level forces that return to the void to defend it.

Now, they have completed a leap forward, and they are completely worthy of the word 'Xianwu'.

The latest mid-level form battleship of the Destruction already has the strength of the Earth Immortal Quadruple.

However, the required materials are too expensive, and now it is only successful in modeling in a virtual system.

If you want to transform into an entity, you need to leave this Heavenly Gate Ruins before you can actually start your first attempt.

In addition, the brains have also carried out further research and optimization on almost all existing technologies.

Even the mid-level form of the Apocalypse Warframe has been upgraded, and the Warframes of those who came in with Yingchen have all been upgraded.

Yingchen didn't show much overexcitement in the face of these exaggerated progresses, but such progress did give him deeper confidence.

When he starts the troubled times, his self-protection ability can increase a few more points.

......

When the sun was setting, Yingchen lazily sat under an old tree in the corner of the small courtyard of the school, and the good tea left by the old gentleman was brewed on the table.

Half a year ago, the old gentleman died, and Yingchen buried him as if he were a close relative.

At that time, he really wanted to help this old gentleman live for a few more years, and even if he was transformed into an immortal martial artist, maybe he could easily live past a thousand years old.

But in the end, Yingchen still didn't do that, not because he was afraid of being discovered by the guardians and causing him to fail.

It's that I don't want to change the calm mind of the old man who is already gone.

Although he has experienced nearly a hundred years of baptism, if a larger world is suddenly placed in front of him, I am afraid that he may not be much happier than dying.

"It's been two years, hasn't it changed? Could it be that this second level is just to help us sharpen our minds? ”

Yingchen was drinking tea while thinking.

The woman in purple has been emphasizing that she can't expose her cultivation, and she must have a reason.

Yingchen had been waiting for the change to come, but now, he had some bad premonitions.

They won't take these people who get along with him day and night.

He had been worrying about this problem, those naïve children trusted him very much, and Yingchen didn't want them to die in their own trials.

"Mr. Chen, my grandfather is here, I'm going home!"

An immature voice broke Yingchen's quiet thoughts, and he hurriedly stood up to send him off.

The delicate-looking little boy in front of him just walked into this school with him.

So Yingchen felt sorry for him the most, and every day after school, he would give him special tutoring, or buy him some snacks, until his grandfather came to pick him up.

"Alas, Mr. Dust has broken the bill again, this kid can't get used to it too much."

An ordinary old farmer who seems to be honest and honest, a little embarrassed but smiling at his grandson's sugar gourd.

"It's okay, Tuan Tuan is very well-behaved, I will teach him well." Yingchen looked at this calloused old man with a smile.

The old man really looked like the vague figure in his memory.

I still remember that before I was picked up by my parents, the old man was also rubbing his hands uneasily, not knowing what to say.

The expression of crying and laughing, the rough and warm pairs, often appeared in his dreams.

"Hehe, Mr. Chen is so kind-hearted, my grandson can learn to be a man with you, it is really a blessing from eight lifetimes of cultivation."

"Tuan Tuan, say goodbye to Mr., let's go home."

The old man gently held the little boy's, his eyes full of kindness and doting.

The child and boy looked at Yingchen with a smile, his innocent eyes were bent into a crescent shape, waving the little one who was still holding half a sugar gourd.

"Goodbye, Mr. Chen! Tuan Tuan will be waiting for you to open the door early tomorrow. ”

Listening to Tuan Tuan's immature voice, Yingchen also laughed happily and waved goodbye to him.

"Haha, then tomorrow Mr. will make your favorite candy bun and wait for you to eat!"

"Oh! I'll have a sugar bag to eat tomorrow! ”

At the mention of sugar packets, Xiao Tuan Tuan danced excitedly, hating that he had to go home, so he stayed here and waited for sugar packets.

The old man was a little embarrassed and pulled his little grandson out of the courtyard gate, and gently put him on the cart that he was pulling the goods.

Yingchen walked to the door to see him off, and watched the little guy disappear around the corner of the street by his grandfather, before slowly turning his head and walking towards the house.

......

"Hahaha, there's a sugar bag to eat tomorrow!"

On a large road out of the city, the sunset has turned into a large red fireball.

The sky gradually darkened, but Xiao Tuantuan's heart did not dim at all, and he kept muttering sugar packets in his mouth.

The old farmer was also very pleased, and recently it was the time of the farm, and he had to push a cart into the city to help people load goods before dawn every day, so he brought his little grandson with him by the way.

However, due to time reasons, it is often difficult to even eat breakfast, so I have to occasionally boil an egg for him to take on the road to eat, but it is also difficult to eat.

But fortunately, the kind-hearted Mr. Chen would divide his breakfast every day, and now he directly helped Xiao Tuan Tuan make a breakfast.

Even if he is a farmer, he also understands the sophistication of human feelings, and is thinking about bringing the fattest big rooster tomorrow to make up for Mr. Chen.

The old man pushed the child out of the city gate, and both of them still had happy smiles on their faces.

The two teams of city guards guarding the city gate also smiled and waited for the two of them to go out of the city before planning to close the gate.

Suddenly, a group of dark shadows appeared out of thin air at the city gate.

The old farmer was so frightened that he hurriedly let go of the cart, hugged his grandson and hid aside, and in a hurry, he knocked out the uneaten sugar gourd among his grandson.

"Who's coming?"

The smiles on the faces of the two teams of city guards also condensed, staring vigilantly at this group of black-clothed men with sword wielding.

"Dangdang!" A burst of alarm bells rang out from the city gate, and the soldiers on the city tower who were changing shifts hurriedly and vigilantly looked at the city tower with crossbow arrows.

"Whoever comes, if we don't retreat, we will kill them!"

A commander dressed in a different way shouted from the tower.

A man in black glanced up at him, his eyes narrowed, and he actually rose directly into the sky, and with a wave of his machete, all the soldiers on the entire city tower were killed!

"Kill it! Kill half of it, and take the other half with you! ”

After the black-clothed men in the air gave the order, all the black-clothed people rushed towards the city as quickly as possible, and when they entered the city, they were scattered one after another.

As a scream came from inside the city, a bloody slaughter began!