In the Yan family, the first martial arts family in Nanyang City, in a courtyard filled with training equipment, a young man wearing a white gown, slightly thin and handsome, was sitting on a huge stone.
Hanging the black and white sword on his waist, looking at his hand, he saw a strange ancient ring.
I don’t know what kind of material the ancient ring is made of. It looks like gold but not gold, looks like stone but not stone. It is as black as ink. The whole thing is like a strange six-pointed star. Six small ancient characters are carved on the ancient ring, but the font is too big.
It's too dim and can't be seen clearly at all
"Huh, what's the origin of this ring?!" The boy in white breathed out a breath, looking at the ancient ring in his hand, a trace of confusion flashed in his bright eyes!
The young man in white, named Zhan Ziyang, is only thirteen years old this year. He is the adopted son of the Yan family, the first martial arts family in Xiazhou County, Dongsheng Shenzhou, Qingzhou realm, and a fourth-level acquired warrior!
Speaking of the Yan family, in the eyes of the mortals in Xiazhou County, it is still extremely famous. Although it cannot be compared with some immortal sects, no one in Nanyang City knows it!
The Yan family is the local emperor of Nanyang City, a generation of martial arts family. Not only is it in charge of most of the shops in Nanyang City, but also the Yan family's industries in several surrounding cities.
Countless people come to visit the Yan family every day, almost crossing the threshold of the Yan family
Three years ago, the head of the Yan family, Yan Nantian, was passing through the dense forest outside Nanyang City and found Zhan Ziyang who was unconscious and covered in blood, and took him home for treatment.
Although Zhan Ziyang's injuries were cured, he also lost part of his memory. In addition to remembering his name, the simple ring beside him, and a dull, strange black and white sword.
There are no other items except
The memory of the past is like a blank piece of paper, disappearing without a trace. As long as Zhan Ziyang tries to recall the past, bursts of pain will come from his mind!
The pain feels like being hit on the head by a big mountain. It is very painful.
At this time, the ancient ring will emit a strange light and flow into Zhan Ziyang's mind, helping him relieve the pain.
At the same time, a strange voice, accompanied by the brilliance of the ancient ring on his left hand, sounded in his mind
"Child, break the curse on you and come back!"
The voice was very pale and powerless, and it was hard to tell whether it was a boy or a girl. This also made Zhan Ziyang even more confused. What happened to him in the ten years since his memory disappeared?
Although Zhan Ziyang also carefully studied the peculiarity of the ancient ring on his hand afterwards, there was no result.
Zhan Ziyang did not tell anyone about this matter, not even the voice that often appeared in his mind, nor outsiders. He did not want to cause unnecessary trouble to the Yan family.
"Curse? What kind of curse is it?!" Zhan Ziyang whispered, looking at the ancient ring that looked like a six-pointed star, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and said: "I will definitely see you through!"
After saying that, a pale golden light suddenly appeared in Zhan Ziyang's palm and slowly poured into the ancient ring.
The originally dull ancient ring suddenly emitted a somewhat dim six-color light, spinning on top of the ancient ring.
Zhan Ziyang was suddenly shocked, and then he broke out into a bright smile.
Although Zhan Ziyang had done this before, injecting the true energy in his body into the ancient ring to see if anything strange would happen, the result was predictable and there was no change at all.
But today, the ancient ring that he had been wearing since he woke up suddenly changed, which surprised Zhan Ziyang, and made him even more happy!
At that moment, Zhan Ziyang did not hesitate at all and increased the input of zhenqi. The six-color light on the ancient ring became more and more brilliant.
At the same time, a somewhat dim, black and white light also appeared outside the ancient ring in an instant.
"Yang'er!" Suddenly, a powerful, rich voice came from outside the courtyard, instantly interrupting Zhan Ziyang's delivery of the ancient ring's true energy, and the strange ancient ring returned to its original state again.
Appearance, dark as ink, without luster
Zhan Ziyang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he still looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a sense of domineering walking in from the courtyard with a smile.
"Father, why are you here!" When Zhan Ziyang saw this middle-aged man, he immediately said with a smile.
This person is one of the two major forces in Nanyang City, the head of the Yan family, Yan Nantian, a third-level innate warrior, and the head of another force in Nanyang City, Canglang Pavilion, Gufeng, are collectively known as the Nanyang Twin Tigers!
However, Yan Nantian only had two daughters and no son. Seeing that Zhan Ziyang's memory had been completely lost, he thought it was a gift from God, so he accepted Zhan Ziyang as his adopted son!
"I haven't seen you all day today. I was a little worried, so I came out to look for you. Is it wrong to have a headache?!" Yan Nantian said with a hint of care in his tone!
Zhan Ziyang shook his head, a warm current flowed through his heart, and he showed a bright smile, saying: "My child is reckless and makes my father worried. I'm fine."
"It's okay. It's getting late. Let's go have dinner!"
"Um!"
Zhan Ziyang nodded obediently, and then followed Yan Nantian towards the hall of the Yan family.