The Emperor Star, also known as Ziwei, is an ancient star with a history of millions of years. Compared with the earth, it is vaster and the origin of human beings is even more distant, dating back to millions of years ago.
Since this Emperor Star is also called Ziwei, is it the North Star seen on earth? Isn’t North Star also known as the Ziwei Emperor Star?
Looking at the world in front of him, he lost consciousness for a while.
Where to go?
He hesitated for a moment and decided to stay in Sendai Castle first.
Because he learned from Ye Wentian's memory that Ye Wentian had lived in this city before entering the burial place of gods and demons. Also living with Ye Tianwen were an old man Ye Hetu and a girl Xue Ling'er.
.Ye Hetu is Ye Wentian's grandfather, and Xue Ling'er is Ye Wentian's maid. Although they are said to be maids, they are childhood sweethearts, and their relationship is like brother and sister.
I really want to go back to the Ye family and take out Ye Tianjiang and beat him up.
But it is unrealistic to return to the Ye family now, not to mention that Sendai is three hundred miles away from the county where the Ye family is located. Considering his current strength alone, he does not have the conditions to return to the Ye family. If he goes back now, not only will he not be able to move to Ye Tianjiang, but
There is a possibility of being persecuted by him again.
In this world, the strong are respected. Without tyrannical strength, everything is in vain.
It was better to go to Yuxian Village first to join Ye Wentian's grandfather! He made up his mind and planned to go to Yuxian Village first.
Cultivators of the Emperor Star are respected, and all spirits are honored to be able to become cultivators.
Cultivators not only use martial arts to strengthen their bodies, enhance their status in society, and improve their living standards. Most importantly, cultivators can cultivate the path to immortality and discover the secret of becoming an immortal.
You have to make yourself stronger quickly.
Damn it, although I retain all the powerful skills of a special soldier, I can only be regarded as an ordinary person with strong body here, and I am not even half a cultivator.
He thought that after settling down, he would start practicing the "Tian Jing" and strive to become a powerful cultivator as soon as possible.
He straightened his loose clothes, then moved his muscles and bones, feeling his strong physical strength. He was born with great strength, and later served in the special forces for ten years, developing a strong body.
Although he is now fifteen years younger, his physical strength has not weakened. Instead, he has a strong and inexhaustible feeling.
He waved his fist and gradually felt the urge to test how powerful his punch was. He felt that he could knock down an elephant with one punch.
"Is this a golden finger? The body is strong and the soul is powerful. Hehe, according to the fairy tales and fantasy novels on earth, every male protagonist will get some kind of golden finger when he arrives in another world. Then with the help of the golden finger, the protagonist can
Become extremely powerful."
He muttered to himself, and suddenly remembered the mysterious jade coffin in the divine palace, which should be the real golden finger. He had a feeling that in addition to giving him a "Book of Heaven", the jade coffin also had powerful powers.
Its effect has not been discovered yet.
Walking through the bustling crowd, he looked very different. No matter his hairstyle or clothes, he was out of tune with this world, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.
The return rate is quite high!
Just when he was feeling complacent, the crowd in front of him suddenly went into chaos. A slender girl ran wildly in the crowd with a panicked expression, followed by several teenagers in uniforms chasing after her.
"Oh my god? That's the 'God of Plague', everyone hide quickly!"
"The God of Plague? It's really that bastard from the Wen family. Let's move quickly and stay as far away from him as possible."
"Oh, I don't know whose girl he targeted. What a sin!"
"No woman he likes can escape, and I don't know whose little girl it is, alas!"
"It's unreasonable. In heaven and on earth, isn't there anyone who can stand up and deal with this bastard?"
The crowds on the street quickly dispersed, avoiding the god of plague in their mouths, for fear of accidentally getting into trouble.
Listening to everyone's whispers, Wentian's face turned cold, and his eyes became cold and awe-inspiring.
"Wen Shen! It's you bastard again. You insulted Ye Wentian a year ago, and today I want to get it back for him."
He sneered and whispered, pushed aside the panicked crowd, and strode towards the escaping girl.
"Child, what are you doing? You need to be calm when dealing with things. Why don't you run away if you see the God of Plague?"
At this moment, an old and hoarse voice sounded beside him, with a rotten air, which made his hair stand on end and made him feel gloomy.
He calmed down and looked back. Standing in front of him was an old man in shabby clothes. This old man was skinny and bones, with sunken eye sockets, hair like weeds, and looked like a ghost. He looked like he could die at any time.
, but a pair of eyes are deep and sharp, as if they can swallow a person's soul.
This was an old man who had lived for who knows how many years. The moment he saw him, Wentian's heart suddenly tightened, and a panic that made his heart palpitate arose spontaneously.
Putting aside his appearance and those eyes, the clothes on the old man's body instantly reminded him of the Burial Ground of Gods and Demons. The dead body suspended in the void in that terrifying place was wearing this kind of unknown origin.
Ancient clothes from what era.
This old man is not simple!
As if he had not seen the change in his spirit, the old man advised him earnestly: "Little boy, be calm in everything and don't act impulsively. The identity of the young man chasing that girl is very unusual. He is from Sendai.
You cannot afford to offend the direct bloodline of the Wen family."
His arm was held by the old man's long, black hands, which made him feel a cold and forbidding aura.
"Grandpa, thank you for your enthusiastic persuasion. But I can't stand the domineering and domineering people in the fish and meat village. So you don't need to persuade me anymore. I must save that little sister."
"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer losses in front of you. I advise you to think twice before you act." The old man looked unwilling to give up and pulled his arm tightly and advised kindly.
He chuckled, pulled away the old man's hands, and said calmly: "I have made up my mind! Grandpa, please go farther, so that they and I will not hurt you later."
The old man sighed, shook his body, turned around helplessly, shook his head and left.
Wentian looked at his back, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
This is a very scary old guy. He has a feeling that the appearance of this old man is no accident and must have some kind of connection with him.
Just as he was thinking about it, the escaping girl let out an exclamation, then suddenly stopped and looked at him in surprise.
"Master?"
The girl's voice was clear and crisp, and her pretty and lovely face showed an extremely excited expression.
"Ling, Ling'er?"
Wentian saw her appearance clearly and recognized the girl's identity through the fused memories in his mind.
Xue Linger, the personal maid in front of Ye Wentian.
Isn't this too much of a coincidence? It is said that no book can be written without coincidence, but this scene feels a bit unreal. What, am I traveling through time in some great god's novel?