The strongest Q coin assistant

Chapter 270 Recalling the Past

Zhang Tian was guarding in the cave, but he didn't know when Xiao Chang would come back.That being the case, then I might as well go through another world to play.

"Assistant, help me build a random world without memory. When Xiao Chang comes back, wake me up."

The rain was pattering down, the wind was violent, and thunder was deafening.The rapid raindrops of Dou Da may want to wash away the filth of the world, the raindrops splashed on the ground, setting off mud flowers one after another.

The only statue in the town was also cracked by the sun, and it looked like an old thing.However, due to the lack of necessary maintenance, some corners and corners have been eroded away.

However, the general outline is still vaguely visible. It is a giant dragon, and the twelve stripes on its back are clearly visible, declaring its power.On the body of the giant dragon is a human being, and the sword in his hand is inlaid with twelve gemstones of different colors, representing the level of the strongest in the mainland.The color has faded a bit, but the fierce murderous aura has already made people feel terrified.He is Zhang Xu, God of Martial Arts in China, and his seat is the legendary Dragon God Long Gu.

For 5000 years, no matter how magnificent the sculpture is, it cannot withstand the polishing of the years. The cracked ground under the statue seat is like the scales of an ancient giant beast, densely packed and winding, winding from the edge to the end of the eye.

"This spring rain is as expensive as oil."

Although the rain has been falling, there are more and more farmers in the fields, most of whom are full of excitement and tears.They danced and danced, the coir raincoat on their bodies had already been knocked off by the rain, and they didn't care if they were soaked.

"After three years of severe drought, it finally rained. God opened his eyes."

People in Yulin Town rushed to tell the news in the wind and rain, wishing that the good news would be known to everyone in the world.It's not just the hardworking and poor farmers who are happy, the landlord is also full of smiles.

The severe drought for three consecutive years has resulted in no grain harvest in the fields. Even if farmers are urged to pay more grain, it is still impossible to collect half a grain of rice.In the end, they had to snatch their rations from their hands. In their words, who cares about the life and death of these mud legs.

Social injustice is nothing more than that, but farmers also seem to accept their fate.There is no room for resistance, and I have learned how to let myself survive in adversity.

……

A black spot appeared at the end of the road, and the black spot slowly enlarged.It was a young man, with a few strands of hair hanging down his resolute face, and his brows and eyes were extraordinary.On the back is a long sword, which is three points longer than ordinary swords.This is a unified weapon made by the empire, which is used by the Northern Legion to defend against monsters.

Yulin Town is located in the north, and the food supply team of the Northern Army has to pass through the neighboring Qingshan County every time, and there are tens of thousands of large and small vehicles every time, which is very uncomfortable.It is said that every time the luggage is transported, it is escorted by legendary immortals, and there are also many immortals on the northern battlefield.This is a weapon cast by a fairy, which can easily find the weak point of a monster and kill it with one blow.The villagers couldn't help thinking in their hearts, could it be that this boy came from the Northern Legion.

Facing the surprised eyes of the farmers, the young man stopped in his tracks, and slowly raised his head, his eyes glowing with splendor.

"puff."

The boy seemed to be about to say something, but a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his body fell limply.

"quick."

Seeing this, the farmers couldn't help letting go of the doubts in their hearts, and rushed forward to lift the boy up in a hurry. The blood mixed with the rainwater dripped down the farmers' hands all over the ground, and after a while, it pooled into a pool of blood.

My dear, how many injuries did this boy suffer?
They couldn't help but gasped after seeing it. There were ten sword wounds on the young man's body, and his left chest had been pierced through, which seemed to be caused by some kind of fierce beast.But they didn't notice that there were traces of purple light looming on the wound, constantly repairing the wound on the young man's body.

……

"Old village chief, it's really unbelievable that this child can survive, but he needs a lot of money to maintain his health. Yulin Town has just experienced a three-year drought. It is difficult to feed the people in the town, so what energy does it have?" Come and help him." The doctor looked at the boy sleeping soundly on the bed, the blood on his body had been wiped clean.The delicate look between the eyebrows makes people unable to bear to take a few hard glances. The long sword is hanging on the wall on one side.

"Why don't we send him to the Martial Artists Guild, this young man seems to have a lot of background, maybe there is someone above him." The doctor persuaded.

"No."

The old village head looked at the boy lying on the bed, and seemed to think of something.When he came back to his senses after hearing the doctor's words, he simply refused, and the crutch in his hand rattled on the wooden floor.

"We saved him, it depends on his own wishes. Xiao Zhao, if you have nothing to do, go first, he will definitely wake up anyway."

"Okay, hey..." The doctor looked at the old village head, opened his mouth to say something, but stopped with a sigh.

After the doctor left, the old village chief also slumped on the ground.

"Could it be that the ancient legends are true?"

Although Yulin Town is a small town, there is actually only one village named the town.But it cannot be denied that its history is rare in this continent, and it can be traced back to the time of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors in ancient times.

"Could it be that in the north, the dragon clan in the north has died?"

The village chief, whose real name is Zhang Kun, is the village chief of this generation.On the mainland of China, official positions, like nobles, are mostly hereditary.The Zhang family lineage has been passed down for 5000 years.

In 5000 years, the vicissitudes of life have turned into mulberry fields, and how many people and things have turned into flying smoke.The mainland of China has gone through five dynasties, but the title of village head of the Zhang family has always existed.

This is all due to an ancient legend that 5000 years ago, the Chinese mainland was still an age of blood and fire.The human race is still a weak race, struggling in dire straits at the bottom of the continent.

At that time, Zhang Xu, the ancestor of the Zhang family, was a generation of powerhouses in the mainland and one of the backbones of the human race.The Dragon God Corps he formed was blessed by the Dragon God Longgu.Under the seat of each warrior is a powerful eighth-order giant dragon, comparable to the powerhouse of human beings in the distraction period.They possess the legendary art of controlling the dragon, which can perfectly combine the power of humans and dragons.

The human race and the dragon race became allies, and they wiped out all races in 300 years.Together with the Dragon Clan, they sealed the Ten Thousand Clans under the sacred mountain in the north. Legend has it that the power of the human race split the divine mountain into a huge hole thousands of miles deep with a single sword.

No one has ever been there, and there are only a few records of it in history. Compared with the tens of thousands of books of Chinese history, it is really insignificant and not worth mentioning.

The old village head took out a kraft paper booklet from his pocket, but after the refraction of the sun, it glowed with a dark metallic light.

It is made of Mithril, if others can see it.I will definitely curse, using mithril to make a book is simply a waste of money.Mithril has long been lost on the mainland, once an occasional piece of Mithril appears on the mainland, it will definitely cause a bloodbath, which shows the preciousness of Mithril.

Who on earth actually made a book out of mithril, and recorded some unknown stories in it.The old village chief's hands were trembling slightly, beads of sweat swirled on his forehead and finally dripped onto the sheepskin scroll in his hand.The strange thing is that the beads of sweat were not absorbed by the parchment, and fell directly to the ground along the edge of the book.

The inviolability of everything is one of the characteristics of Mithril.

The sheepskin scroll was slowly opened, and there were only two lines of vague words on the huge scroll.

"After 5000 years, the mainland will usher in the second era of hundreds of clans. The tens of thousands of clans sealed under the sacred mountain have woken up and are stronger than before."

Signed by Zhang Xu, God of Martial Arts in mainland China, in the first year of Shenzhou.

……

At the same time, in the large tent of the northern army camp, there was a dead silence, and 50 people seemed to evaporate in an instant.

"Crack."

The entire space is like a lake that has been thrown into stones, the fluctuations are getting bigger and bigger, and finally the whole space collapses completely, turning into one after another pitch-black black holes.

Not long after, the space returned to its original appearance.However, the barracks covering an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of hectares seemed to have never existed before, and the entire barracks were replaced by giant trees that pierced into the sky.Under the shroud of tree shadows, pairs of eyes full of hatred could be vaguely seen, and their gazes were fixed on the magnificent city group in the south.

……

In Zhongzhou, the most central part of the continent, stands a building with no end in sight.That is the Warriors Guild building, the place that all warriors in the mainland yearn for the most.

On the top floor of the building, there is an independent space created by Da Neng. In the boundless space, only three people sit face to face.

Those are the three most powerful warriors in the mainland, representing the pinnacle of martial arts in the contemporary mainland.

The old man sitting on the left is holding a letter in his hand, the surface of the letter is covered by purple light.This is the highest emergency letter, and the appearance of this letter represents the moment of life and death for the mainland.

"There is a change in the north, and the Northern Legion has lost contact."

"I'm afraid that those alien races in the north have become active again." The old man was a little worried.

"President, don't worry, it's just some lucky ones who escaped the seal. I'll ask Zhengyangmen to send a few distracted people to clean it up later. Don't worry too much." The middle-aged man on the right looked anxious. road.

"Hey, Luo Yang. This time there is something unusual. The Northern Legion lost contact all of a sudden. There are many of them who were distracted during the tribulation period. The resident elders of the various sects during the tribulation period have not heard from them until now."

"Okay." Luo Yang looked at the old man's solemn expression, a little dissatisfied. "Are these secret door people too careful? It is estimated that the foreign race used some means to block the communication. When there is time to beat them, they will send the highest emergency letter. I will send a few people to investigate the situation first. , and then talk."

"Very good."

"Hee hee, Brother Zhang Tian, ​​come and catch me."

"Qing'er, don't make trouble, grandpa is waiting for us to eat."

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Tian has changed from a handsome young man to a young man, and Zhang Qing has also shed the youthful astringency of the former green pheasant, and has become more youthful.

On the hill, two people were running and chasing one after the other, and cheerful laughter spread throughout the field.As the sun set, the setting sun stretched their figures long, and the shadows and the earth merged into one, completely natural.

The two were tired from running, and a big willow tree next to them was resting back to back.The two looked up at the sky, the spotless sky was clean and bright.

"Brother Tian, ​​tell me, is there anything else outside this day?"

Zhang Qing rested her hand on her chin, blinked her eyes, and said cutely.

"Outside the sky!"

Zhang Tian looked at the sky and seemed to think of something.He stretched out his hand and pulled off the jade pendant around his neck. It was a dragon-shaped jade pendant with an uneven surface and a very tactile feel.

According to my grandfather, when I came from the north, apart from the long sword on my body, only this jade pendant was left. This jade pendant must have recorded the secret of my life experience.

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

Zhang Qing was a little dissatisfied and pushed Zhang Tian.

"Don't you know it's bad manners to lose your mind during a conversation?"

"Oh oh oh."

Zhang Tian came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly.

"I just thought of something, I accidentally lost my mind, sorry."

"You haven't answered my question yet, what else is there outside the sky?"

"I don't know about this either. One day I will go up and have a look, and I will give you an answer when I come back." Zhang Tian clenched his fists secretly.

"Then it's settled, pull Xiaogougou, and you can't change it for 1 years." Zhang Qing smiled slightly, showing a row of small teeth.

"Let's go, grandpa is still waiting for us to eat."

"Uh-huh."

Zhang Tian inadvertently looked back at the north, and he always felt that something was calling him in his heart.For three years, every night he could dream of some strange race, with horns and tusks.They set up racks and roasted human beings, with a fierce look in their eyes from time to time.

What the hell are those things?Zhang Tian secretly made up his mind.One day, I'm going to go north to have a look.

After a hasty meal, the two of them didn't say anything. After playing for a day, they were already exhausted. It didn't take long for Zhang Tian to lie down in his wooden house, and he fell into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, he came here again.What was different from the past was that at this time he was in the middle of the battlefield, holding a fine steel long sword in his hand.

Before he had time to think about it, Zhang Tian charged forward following the army with a long sword in his hand, shouting loudly.

Above the sky, the human magician's skills were launched in the air and landed in the enemy's formation.Every time it is launched, it is accompanied by the death of thousands of enemies.

The enemies on the opposite side were not far behind. A group of strange races covered in thorns trembled slightly, and all the thorns shot towards the human race.Millions of thorns gathered into a black sky, covering the entire sky.

Anyone who was hit by the black thorns instantly turned into a pile of black blood.

In an instant, there were many casualties on the battlefield, and the vanguard of the human race fighters was instantly emptied, and millions of human race fighters were killed.

Seeing the vivid lives disappearing before his eyes, Zhang Tian was deeply shocked.

There was a loud whistling sound above the head. It was a giant dragon that could not be seen at a glance, and there was a strong human being on each dragon.

Is that the Dragon Legion?Zhang Tian sucked in a breath of air. He had just read the history of Shenzhou not long ago, and there were especially many descriptions of the Dragon Army in the book.

(End of this chapter)