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Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Wang Feng sat helplessly by the river outside the city, looking at the strange fish swimming in the river not far away, although it had been three years, Wang Feng still felt that he had no way to go to the sky, no door to the ground, and wanted to cry without tears.

As early as three years ago, Wang Feng had already affirmed that the place he was in now was not the earth, and at the same time, he also affirmed that his current body was not the original body.

This is a planet called Akaba, and the place he is in now is a small town called Yester, and the father of his current body is the lord of this small city, that is, the owner of the big face he saw when he first woke up, but it may be more appropriate to call this awakening a birth.

"Yester, you're skipping class again!"

As soon as he heard this voice, Wang Feng knew that his venerable mother had been found again.

Yest was his current name, but it was only the first word of his full name, which was said to have been decided by his father for half a minute. Yester is a god in the ancient legends of this planet, and it is also the name of the city where it is currently located, perhaps this poor father, the great city lord, was frightened by the scene when Wang Feng was born, so he insisted on adding the name of a god to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng turned his head and saw his current mother standing not far away, a mother who was young and beautiful and loved him.

The other party gently walked to Wang Feng's side, rubbed Wang Feng's head with a loving face, and then said softly: "My poor Yester, don't worry, the great Holy Spirit of Light will definitely hear your prayers, and the great He will definitely send miracles to solve your obesity problem for you in the future." ”

Wang Feng's current mother is a devout believer, and her belief is naturally the Holy Spirit of Light mentioned in her words just now.

Wang Feng, who has 20 years of memory in his previous life, is not interested in the so-called belief and the so-called gods, he was born in New China in his previous life, grew up under the red flag, and the great Marxism-Leninism has already made him unswervingly believe in the so-called belief that the so-called gods are paper tigers that are not worth believing.

Wang Feng tried hard to squeeze out a little smile on his fat face, for this mother, Wang Feng has a feeling that he doesn't know how to describe.

Family affection, maybe a little bit, but it is definitely not the love of mother and son, Wang Feng's mother is only twenty-one years old now equivalent to the age of the earth, and Wang Feng's memory of himself has already spent his twenty-second birthday before this birth.

"Mother, why are you here?"

For this mother who loves him, Wang Feng has always maintained this politeness, and Wang Feng has always insisted on calling each other's mother, rather than a more affectionate mother or mother.

Sure enough, with Wang Feng's mother's words, Wang Feng clearly saw a trace of disappointment flashing in the other party's eyes.

Wang Feng's mother has long been accustomed to Wang Feng's title, and since Wang Feng spoke for the first time two years ago, Wang Feng has never changed this title, even under the temptation of a lot of delicacies.

"Yester, skipping class is not a good boy, go back to class, your father will be coming back soon, and it is very likely that your grandfather will come with him."

In the past three years, Wang Feng has never met his current father's father, who is now his grandfather, because of a very old-fashioned love story, and the protagonists of this story are Wang Feng's current father and mother.

Wang Feng's father is a member of a family with an ancient history on this planet, and Wang Feng's mother is a member of another ancient family, Wang Feng's father's family believes in the Witch Soul Sect, one of the many religions on this planet, and Wang Feng's mother's family believes in the Holy Spirit of Light, and the two religions are not harmonious, so the consequences of Wang Feng's father's union are naturally imaginable.

As for faith, Wang Feng's knowledge of his previous life was completely able to give him a perfect answer.

Religion and belief come from history, from legends, from the fear and ignorance of the race in ancient times.

Out of ignorance of fire, ignorance of how it came into being, and fear of fire, some people believe in the power of fire and attribute it to miracles for heating and even cooking food and emitting light and heat.

In the same way, the wind, fire, light, darkness, water, and even powerful beasts in nature will also be worshipped by the people at that time, so that they will be deified, so Wang Feng is not interested in the faith instilled in him by his parents and teachers in the past few years, but out of the value of religious freedom, Wang Feng is not disgusted by the religion and gods that his parents believe.

"Grandpa? What is he here for? ”

Wang Feng was a little strange, Wang Feng's father should actually be regarded as having been exiled by the family, and he had never seen this grandfather who had only heard of his parents since he was born. Moreover, the small city of Yeste is one of the poorest pieces of the family territory where Wang Feng was born now, with a population of only 50,000, and the mountain people living in the mountains outside the city are only 60,000 or 70,000.

Wang Feng's mother was a little worried, and touched Wang Feng's head before saying: "Your father's main purpose in returning to Tianmu City this time is to find out if there is any record of your current physical condition from the books in the family collection, and your father also plans to tell your grandfather about you, you are also almost at the age of soul cultivation in the Solomon family, and your grandfather is naturally the most suitable person to preside over the soul cultivation ceremony for you." ”

Cultivating souls, the most important introductory step in the cultivation exercises of the Witch Soul Sect, the so-called soul cultivation is to inject the souls of other creatures into the bodies of others, which is the basis of the Witch Soul Sect's cultivation exercises, and with this infusion of the soul of a certain creature, you can begin to cultivate those strange magic skills on this strange planet that are similar to the legends of the earth.

Hearing his mother's words, Wang Feng couldn't help but show a yearning, for these magical cultivation techniques on this planet, Wang Feng had been thrilled as early as a few years ago, but unfortunately he was too young to be taught by his parents before, and in the past two years, Wang Feng only secretly found a few unknown exercises from his father's study to practice, of course, these are not the mental methods of the Witch Soul Sect, the cultivation of the Witch Soul Sect must go through the level of soul cultivation before you can start cultivating, And the best age for the soul cult to find out is three years old, on this planet, faith is one of the most important things, and the exercises practiced by believers are also the most important, so that Wang Feng can only resist the temptation and dare not go deep to cultivate the few cultivation exercises he found from the study, which is simply a protracted torture for him who knew the magic of this world two years ago.

Sitting on the soft sedan chair carried by four domestic guards, Wang Feng did not take long to return to his home in the center of Yester City, and the two lovely maids carefully carried him into a soft chair placed at the door, the whole process was definitely his dream for Wang Feng in his previous life. Hugging in front and back, traveling with bodyguards, and having maids at home, this kind of scene is placed in his previous life, maybe he doesn't even dare to dream this kind of dream, but in this life, Wang Feng's heart is more of a deep helplessness, and at the same time, he thinks more about a proverb that is very familiar in his previous life, "God is fair, and if you get some, you will always lose others." ”

Wang Feng got a rich life that he couldn't dream of in his previous life, but at the same time, he also lost the good figure and good face he was born with in his previous life. At the age of less than three years old, with a height of nearly one meter, this should be regarded as a proud data, but if you add a weight of nearly 100 pounds, this will definitely become a disaster.

Carried steadily by four lovely maids, Wang Feng once again returned to his study in his special courtyard, an old man wearing a black strange one-piece robe was sitting quietly on a wooden chair in the corner of the study drinking tea, when he saw Wang Feng being carried in, he only raised his eyelids slightly.

It's a strange world, seemingly completely different from Earth, but with a little bit of resemblance, the most similar of which is tea, an ancient drink that has existed on Earth for thousands of years and has a very old history in this world.

"Mr. Fair, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

For this gifted student, Phil likes it very much, so much so that he also has a very strong tolerance for some of the student's eccentricities, including his truancy from time to time.

Not being able to cultivate the divine skills in cognition, this kind of torture is definitely unbearable for a person with a mental age of more than twenty years. Wang Feng can only pass this difficult time by constantly learning the knowledge of this world, and more than a year ago, Wang Feng ignored the fact that he had frightened his poor parents again, and began to study and live in what should have been a few years later, and this Fell was the teacher that Wang Feng's father found for him, and he was also the most knowledgeable person in Yester City.

A smile appeared on Fair's old-fashioned face, which he might think he thought was kind, "Young City Lord, can you start?" ”

Wang Feng, who was sitting on the soft chair, nodded lightly.