It's hard to imagine how grand the ancient world was.

As the leader, all the work he has arranged now has only one purpose: to leave the battlefield of the ancient gods and lead the army of skeletons through the endless sea of sand to the heart of the insect source, which is a place known as the Broken Tower.

Open this portal to return to antiquity.

But now it seems that the Zerg have already taken over the Shattered Tower

Needless to say, the bumpy future is self-evident, and the only way to overcome obstacles can only be reached by killing. The source of insects is the core of the entire battlefield, and it is unknown what kind of powerful enemy exists in it.

Fang Lei asked people to send documents and materials about the ancient world, and communicated with many people, and the macro of the ancient world gradually emerged.

The Three Thousand Great Realms, the mysteries of the Three Thousand Great Dao, plus the 108,000 Lesser Realms, together form the Ancient Galaxy.

Originally, in this galaxy, there was only the Great World Realm, and these huge planets operated on their own, and many humans lived on them.

In the long years of the past, a small number of strong people who had reached the "holy level" could create a small world realm of their own according to their understanding of the "Dao". Just like Dream Fei Butterfly, before the Battle of the Ancient Gods was launched, the Po Sa Xiao Shi Lu Realm was created through the Chalcedony Dao Ring.

The Little World Realm was also a plane in the ancient galaxy that revolved around a certain Great World Realm.

However, since ancient times, the expansion of human power has not been endless.

There will be a limit to the coexistence of the Great World Realm and the Small World Realm - there will be a maximum of 3,000 in the Great World Realm and a maximum of 108,000 in the Small World Realm.

In other words, there can only be a maximum of 3,000 dominant-level powerhouses in the human race, for example, the Mourning Heaven Planet under the control of the Mourning Heaven God Monarch is a relatively remote Great World Realm in the Ancient Galaxy. And each small world also represents a sage. Since the destruction of Mengfei Butterfly's physical body, her small world has also disappeared into the vast ancient galaxy, landed in sand, and appeared here.

In the entire Ancient Galaxy, there were a total of 108,000 Sages and 3,000 Great Masters.

The Great World Realm, the Small World Realm, dotted with stars, innumerable, seem to be very vast, but in fact seriously limit the development of human beings, every time a new saint is produced, there will be someone falling, and it is impossible to break through this Heavenly Dao limit in terms of quantity. On the other hand, the confrontation with human beings in this endless universe also exists against the old enemy who occupies more resources and has more powerful talents, among which the galaxy of the demon race is the closest to the ancient galaxy, so the friction is more intense.

In the ancient world, if you want to be truly powerful, the first step is to step on the corpses of your clansmen, and then advance to become a saint and a master, so that you can be regarded as a peak-level powerhouse in the true sense. At this level, the enemies you face will be the Demon Race, the God Race, and even the more distant Round Star Zerg. At every turn, the battle with the enemy continues, and the flames of war burn in the bordering planets, and humanity falls......

Meditation, meditation.

Fang Lei is in a state of concentration, which helps him to think.

"Although the dream is not a butterfly has fallen, the physical body has died, and the small world has lost contact with the ancient world, but the laws in this world are still exactly the same as those in the great world. Humanities, etiquette, writing, currency, weights and measures, and even spiritual practice, official positions, etc., all follow the rules of the Great World Realm. I think that since Meng Feidie's predecessors handed over the chalcedony ring to me, they may have other meanings. ”

At that time, the Heaven and Earth will completely enter a frozen and cold state, all life forms will solidify, and the bone fire of the skeleton will also be greatly suppressed.

The severe cold period means dormant for this world. Or, it means destruction.

In this cold winter period of three hundred years, Fang Lei will have a lot of time, he must speed up the pace to understand the ancient world, if he wants to truly set foot in the ancient, the small world world must be the first step.

The heavens and the earth were finally frozen and cracked with shocking wounds, and the earth fissed under the action of the bitter cold, and the pincer scouts could no longer endure the low temperature enough to turn them into ice sculptures, and they withdrew one after another.

Dripping water into ice, frost dancing for nine days!

White, quiet white, oppressive white, dead white, let the whole world fall into a deep sleep. Even the Yanyou envoy sent from the White Eyebrow Ancestor was forced to delay the pursuit and take refuge in an abandoned cave because of the sudden climate. Xiang Tianyang followed, and these two people who didn't speak together were actually forced to spend three hundred years together in a cave.

This is simply unprecedented!

"Po Xiao Shi Lu Realm, I'm here!"

At a certain moment, after Fang Lei had arranged all the events, he finally activated the Bone Marrow Dao Ring, and a sparkling mirror appeared in this room, and Fang Lei plunged into it.

"Ding~"

Fang Lei disappeared in the room, replaced by a strong sense of weightlessness, and the world swirled, through the endless tunnel of alternating black and white, Fang Lei entered the world again.

From the moment Fang Lei entered, time officially flowed......

The world in front of him is still a small mountain village with mountains and rivers, and on the long stones, the spoils that Fang Lei obtained from the lava cave are neatly placed.

After the heavy rain, the air was fresh and pleasant, Fang Lei couldn't help but take a deep breath, the faint and elegant fragrance of acacia flowers made him feel comfortable. He saw that under the old acacia where Mengfei Butterfly was standing before, a bunch of white locust flowers were falling, the wind and rain were drifting, the ground was mottled with mud, and there were still shallow footprints of Mengfei Butterfly.

"Sure enough, I am the key to activating the time of this world. In my absence, time will stand still, and when I come, the world will proceed as scheduled!"

At this moment, if someone looked at the Xiao Shi Lu Realm outside the ring, they would find that time was flowing very fast, because it had been a few months since Fang Lei had last opened it. These months must be completed in an acceleration, otherwise, there will be a lag in time.

After Fang Lei entered the Dao Ring, it was still like turning into a scholar for the first time, and his own individual was already synchronized with the time here!

Every minute, every second, is real, and you don't feel like time is speeding up when you're in it.

"It seems that I am going back a few months ago. Well, okay, then let me start with this mountain village and learn everything about antiquity. ”

As a second-order blue skeleton, starting from an ordinary scholar, what will it be like in three hundred years?

Fang Lei had a faint expectation, of course he knew that this was a real world, if he improved his strength here, then if he returned to the battlefield of the ancient gods, although it would still be in the form of a skeleton, his strength would definitely increase.

"Conversely, if I accidentally die here, I will also truly fall?"

Fang Lei stretched his fist slightly, and looked around, the mountain village under the breeze was still so quiet, with the shadows of the trees and the small river flowing.

In the village not far away, people are busy with the daughter-in-law of the Xu family, who is about to give birth.

In the depths of her vision, Meng Feidie had already stepped out of her vision, and Fang Lei didn't plan to chase her soon.

"She has her way, I have mine!"

Bending down, Fang Lei took off the back basket, in addition to a set of four books and five classics, there was also a pair of nameplates.

"Luochuan County Tong Sheng Fang Lei. ”

With a relieved smile on his face, "It still hasn't changed, this waist card is my identity." Well, okay, where am I going now?"

Packing up these and straightening his crown clothes, Fang Lei walked on the Qianmo path, with the soft land under his feet, and the fields were filled with a good harvest atmosphere.

In early autumn, after the rain, he walked through a patch of grass, and several grasshoppers flew up in start, waving their wings.

In the battlefield of the ancient gods in the barren land, he stayed for more than a hundred years, dead silence and desolation, which had long made Fang Lei forget what was green and what was human, and he sighed as he walked. I saw a dog's tail grass, pulled it off by the way, and held it in the corner of my mouth.

I was in a good mood, and I walked on the broad right path unconsciously.

Several old men who had been hiding from the rain in the old temple were carrying the ears of rice that had not been harvested for a long time.

The burden on their shoulders is very heavy, more than 100 catties, although these old men are strong, but they are still struggling to walk so far, seeing Fang Lei approaching, these old men stopped to rest.

One of them joked, "Mr. Fang, are you going to the capital to take the exam?"

"Yes, yes, you've been sitting firmly for twelve years, and you should go to the show. However, Xiucai can go to the province, Mr. Fang should not go to the wrong place. ”

There was also an old man who shook his head, "If you hadn't died early, we would have seen that you were pitiful for you to read for so many years, you would be better to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and waste all the money we have worked so hard to earn." ”

The old man's strong hands suddenly grabbed Fang Lei, and he actually dragged the back basket down and threw it into the grass not far away with resentment.

"I said you ......"

"Humph!"

Without waiting for Fang Lei to be reasonable, the old-tempered old man kicked Fang Lei in the ass and directly threw him into the ditch. picked up the ears of rice, and the old man left without looking back.

Several old men laughed, but their eyes were full of hatred and even a little disdain. None of them waited to see him, shook the burden on his shoulders, and followed the road to the village.

Fang Lei fell in the grass, the waist card in the basket rolled to the ground, he was very surprised that his identity as a "child" was so unpopular, and his identity as a "mountain god" last time seemed to no longer exist, and it was completely erased from other people's memories.

was kicked for no reason, Fang Lei scolded, "I'm rough, is this Fang Lei me, why am I still dead father? No, no, I'm a child, a twelve-year-old child, and I still don't show talent?"

"When Lao Tzu was meditating on the stone, you treated me as a mountain god and worshipped, but now it's good, from Lao Tzu to grandson, turn your face and don't recognize people!"

From the short conversation between these old men, Fang Lei pressed his head and began to have a little memory.

Yes, there is indeed a relatively vague memory in my head, and the soft voice of Meng Feidie flashed by.

"You're an orphan you've been picked up!"

It's as simple as that?

Fang Lei lay lazily on the grass, his feet cocked, and the ring in his hand exuded a milky white glow under the refraction of the setting sun. This ring should be very valuable, and it seems to be deliberately reminding him not to confuse this place with the battlefield of the ancient gods.

Because it was a different space, in the battlefield of the ancient gods, Fang Lei could use this place as a huge storage space, and the treasures on the long stone could be used by him, but when he arrived here, the big box with a mouth could only be seen by him, but he could not use it at all.

Like these old men, they can't see those things at all.

Similarly, Fang Lei is a scholar here, but as long as he leaves the Po Sa Xiao Shi Realm, he will become a skeleton.

This phenomenon fully observes the physical - the law of conservation of mass.

Fang Lei understood these truths, and he was rather depressed - "It seems that the things here can't be brought out, I am a child, and at most I can only learn from experience." Well, if I go to the scientific examination, it will not be of use to me in the ancient times in the future, so it is better to get out here and see if I can join any sect and learn some martial arts!"

With this idea, a smug smile welled up on Fang Lei's face.

Not far from Tiangou, there is a small pond with several lotus leaves floating on the water, and a pink hibiscus flower is in full bloom. On weekdays, it is a place where women and wives wash their vegetables and laundry. Soon after the rain stopped, the frogs sang loudly, the big toads jumped around, and some people were already carrying baskets to wash their clothes.

This is a good-looking, bumpy little daughter-in-law, who is so developed that it makes people's hearts surge, and she is carrying a basket of clothes.

Passing by here, seeing Fang Lei smugly with a dog's tail in his mouth, the little daughter-in-law's eyes lit up, and she immediately put down the basket, trotted to him, and pinched him the thigh.

"I said good brother, why haven't you been to my place for a few days?"

This sound that can make people's bones crisp makes Fang Lei's spine shudder uncontrollably, and he finally understands why the old men in front of him are so unwilling to see him.

Pushing away the little daughter-in-law named "Qiao'er", Fang Lei didn't even have time to slap the messy grass on his body, staggered out of the basket with his back, and turned around and shouted at her, "Those are really not labor-management, I won't pay for them, ah-oh my God!"

This verdant and green mountain village gradually drifted away in Fang Lei's uneasy mood.

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