Xianhai Fishing Ground

Chapter 561 Didn't wait until this day

With just one thought, Zhang Chaoyang erased the memory of the three magic sticks, shattered them and disappeared into the void.Be the source of power in this space.

"Brother Yang, shall we go to Donghua Tang people to have a look?" Yang Xiaoying asked. "By the way, I don't know what's going on in the fund mine. Whether the ore can be dug out. These three magic sticks don't know anything."

"Let's go and have a look first." Zhang Chaoyang said, "I left a space mark on An Ruixi's body. I'll go there tomorrow morning."

In the morning of the next day, Zhang Chaoyang and the five girls came out of the Xianhai Space.This is not an action across planes, so the five girls did not stay in the Xianhai space.

Zhang Chaoyang opened a small space hole.From here, I can see that An Ruixi is eating breakfast.He seemed to feel something and was about to raise his head.Zhang Chaoyang hastily annihilated the entrance of the cave.

"Let's just stagger the distance." Zhang Chaoyang nodded and said, "This guy is still very alert."

Zhang Chaoyang staggered some places.After opening a space hole, I saw that it was on the edge of a forest.Zhang Chaoyang immediately widened the entrance of the cave and walked out with the five girls.

This is a miscellaneous forest in a valley.On the edge of the forest there is a dilapidated thatched house.There are also some fields in which people are working.

"Hey, they are all from Donghua Tang Dynasty. They are still black-haired, black-eyed and yellow-skinned." Zhang Chaoyang said with a look of surprise, "I think we have come to the right place."

Those people also noticed the six people who suddenly appeared here.He and the others were also surprised.Because they all know the authentic Donghua Tang people with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin.But now these six people have never seen it.And it appeared here in the blink of an eye.

"You guys came from another plane. It must be!" An old man looked at Zhang Chaoyang who walked in and said. "It can be seen that you are a powerful existence. We finally waited for this day."

"Uh, how many people are there?" Zhang Chaoyang asked directly in the Chinese language.The old man spoke the language of opium and cattle.

"Yes, yes. You speak the authentic language of the ancestral land." The old man fell limply on the ground excitedly.At this time, eight young men and women gathered around, all about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The old man looked like he was six or seventy years old.When speaking of the ancestral land, the Chinese language is used.Lin Qingyu felt a little familiar with the strange tone of voice.

"Stand up, how many people do you have?" Zhang Chaoyang continued to ask.

"There are more than 300 million Donghua Tang people..." The old man stood up and said.They are all standing respectfully now.

"I'm talking about people like you. Those people don't count. How many people have black hair, black eyes, yellow skin and can speak Chinese?" Zhang Chaoyang asked.

"That's all that's left of our family." The old man said with a wry smile, "There were quite a few before. There have been too many accidents in the past three or two years. Even my three sons and daughter-in-law died years ago. It fell. He died after being attacked inexplicably." The old man said with a wry smile.

"Where are your ancestral names?" Zhang Chaoyang asked.

"Our surname is Huang. My name is Huang Sheng'an. I really don't know where my ancestral home is. I heard from Duqing that it was in Nanzhan Buzhou..." the old man said. "I really don't know where it is in Nanzhan Buzhou."

"Nanzhan Buzhou? That's on the same plane as us." Lin Qingyu said in surprise. "When we go back later, we must check what has changed in the past. Let these people come here."

"He came from Nanzhan Buzhou. We have a legend that it is the world of comprehensionists. Cultivators are so powerful that they can fly to the sky and escape from the ground. We have been insisting on it. One doesn't want to mess with his blood, and the other doesn't want to lose himself. I got the chance to cultivate. It doesn’t matter if I don’t have the chance.” Huang Shengan trembled excitedly.

"Well, it's rare for you to have such thoughts. You said that many of you have been killed in the past two years?" Lin Qingyu's soft voice was full of murderous intent.Of course, she and Zhang Chaoyang could guess who the murderer was behind the scenes.

"That's right, those of us who don't believe in the God of Light are discriminated against by those people, and they secretly kill us because they are ashamed of us." Huang Shengan said with a wry smile. "They won't track down the murderer for us. We only know a little rough martial arts..."

"My lord, I wonder if we can cultivate?" A beautiful woman in her twenties asked. "We've been waiting for a day like this."

These eight young people consisted of three men and five women, and they all looked at Zhang Chaoyang and the others expectantly.

"I really didn't expect that you all have spiritual roots, and your talents are not bad." Zhang Chaoyang said. "I have a way to prevent you from cultivating magic with real methods. And the speed of cultivation is very fast, but your safety is a problem. Why don't you follow us. When you reach a certain level of cultivation, you can come back and search for it. Enemy of your parents."

"Kneel down quickly, my lord. Quickly kneel down..." Huang Shengan excitedly said.

"No, you can pack up now. Let's find a valley and bring you back. That's right. Do you know where Antelope Valley is?"

"The Antelope Valley is about a hundred miles away from here. Just go west, but there are people guarded by the God of Light. They don't let people get close at all." Huang said.

"Well, we understand. Get ready to pack your bags." Zhang Chaoyang nodded and flew away with the five girls.

"Grandpa, what else do we need to clean up here?" The woman looked like a big sister. "There are no valuables in the house except a little food."

"Who wants you to bring food or something. Just bring your own clothes." Huang Sheng'an said, "Lanhua, hurry up. God is open, we finally let us wait. This kind of slim hope can be realized."

"Hey, they came a bit late. If we had come earlier, we wouldn't be left with these few people." The man said.

"What are you talking about, Panshi? Do you mean to complain about him?" The old man Huang said seriously, "He is a cultivator with great ability. If you are not in the right mind..."

"Grandpa didn't. I don't mean to complain. After all, I chose the road myself. I just lament this man's luck. Many people didn't wait for this day." Pan Shi hurriedly said.

"It's a good idea. Don't have the intention of complaining about others." The old man Huang sighed, "By the way, you should come back to take revenge after you cultivate. You must not kill innocent people indiscriminately, as long as you find the murderer."

"Grandpa, you still say this. Of course we know that most people don't want to become yellow or white. They are all for future generations to gain powerful power. But it doesn't do anything to us. Cause What we are like today is not those Presbyterians. In order to please those magic sticks, they suppress us to offer God sticks!" Huang Panshi said.

(End of this chapter)