Roaming through the world of Doraemon

"Oh my god. Don't be mad at me. I've decided to choose credit based on my own feelings."

Lolo should close her eyes, regulate her breathing, and move her jade-like hands with every movement. Suddenly, when her hand moved to one of the steps, it emitted a faint light.

Yingluo was somewhat perplexed by "Dan Dao on Stage's" work; his body seemed to resonate with it. But this was impossible.

Ye Tiancheng put away his work, his eyes gleaming with a strange light. These skills seemed much simpler than they had imagined.

"I think it's because you're an empty body. I believe that's what the elders of Nangong said. An empty body can practice almost all skills... but it's clear your talent is more suited to Dan. That's why Nangong's ancestors didn't accept you as an apprentice. By the way, the elder Nangong said that if you become interested in music in the future, you can use it to attack you."

“Okay, I’ll give it a try. Ye Tiancheng, thank you.” Yingluo nodded vigorously, her expression very firm.

No, you don't have magic. As for making a contribution, let Liang Chu call you. I have some work to do. Let's go after I finish speaking. You can seize this opportunity to practice it. It's late French time outside, and after returning to training, it's twice the effort, I estimate it won't last long. Take advantage of this opportunity to practice.

After Ye Tian finished speaking, he walked towards the hut.

"Lolo, let me tell you how to read it."

"Yes, thank you, Liang Zhu."

“No problem. Hey, there won’t be any trouble.” Liang Zhu chuckled. This guy had a vivid scene in his mind.

"Liang Zhu, I need to practice, but if I find out you're going to use Luo Luo, I'll make you look good." Bai Shui Ning left after saying this.

Chapter 271 The Most Terrifying Thing

However, this malicious expression suppressed Liang Chu's thought that some children were not suitable for doing this.

"Don't worry, absolutely not." Liang Zhu smiled as she saw Miss Bai off. But inwardly, she was thinking, "Wait a minute, I'll get Ye Tiancheng to punish you severely later, ha!"

Liang Chu's intentions were good, but unfortunately, reality often takes a turn for the worse. And Liang Chu forgot that beside him was a smiling Errol.

The sky was still clear as before, but no one came out of their houses, whether on Xiuyuan Road or elsewhere; the streets were deathly silent.

Suddenly, Ye Tiancheng fell from mid-air. A force that seemed to have vanished as 06 disappeared vanished, and Ye Tiancheng landed on the bed by chance—lucky enough—but his head hit the edge of the bed unhappily. Although Ye Tiancheng was stunned by this powerful force, he still grinned.

In the underworld, Ye Tiancheng always had this thought in his mind: "Master of darkness, don't sleep anymore, wake up again." Ye Tiancheng's head began to shake from side to side, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. "No, it seems I've encountered the most terrifying thing," Ye Tiancheng kept repeating to himself, "No, go away!"

Ye Tiancheng suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, ran outside, and took a deep breath. At that moment, a middle-aged man walked anxiously along the stone path in front of Ye Tiancheng's house. He often came here. Ye Tiancheng glanced at him, immediately ran over, and helped the middle-aged man, hurriedly saying, "Uncle Xiong Hai, why are you in such a hurry?" Jing Xiong Hai pulled Ye Tiancheng across the stone path, not forgetting to say, "Master, gather at the assembly hall!"

Ye Tiancheng was taken aback, but time was of the essence. Given Jing Xiong Hai's speed, they quickly reached the inner hall, which was now eerily quiet. Only a few people remained composed, leisurely drinking tea. Ye Tiancheng had never seen these people before. Jing Yefan and several other elders, Jingwei Zhen, Jin Muquan, and Jing Zan, sat at the head of the table.

Even they didn't dare take a sip of tea. Ye Tiancheng couldn't help but be surprised and curious about their leisurely drinks. The atmosphere was oppressive, making one sweat. Jing Feizhen quickly winked at him. Ye Tiancheng nodded and quietly sat down in the chair opposite him.

The first person to break the atmosphere was an elderly man in white, with white hair, white eyebrows, and a white beard. In short, he was entirely white! He addressed the topic directly from the outset. “As you all know, Yan Minghua rarely sees such a sight. Here, we all possess this power.” Please also tell the old man the source of his power.

After saying that, he drank another cup of tea, still so natural and comfortable, which stirred up a huge wave in Jingye Fan's heart. He didn't know, but people came, and it seemed that they would not go back easily! And a full dream said, "Old Wang, please answer 167 quickly. Lu is retiring for the first time and is waiting for the silver from his hometown of Jingchang."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lost his figure, leaving only the soft and melodious sound of the piano. Jing Xiong Hai whispered to Ye Tiancheng, "This beautiful woman, formerly known as Lu Xiaoyan, was the lord of the Tianyin Sect. She shared the same feelings as Chen Mengjiao, the patriarch of the Meimu Sect, and also with Chen Mengjiao's Meimeng Sect." "The two had a very good relationship. They were skilled in sound effects, using the piano to kill or save people in ways that were incomprehensible to others. The piano sound just now was her hand." Ye Tiancheng was surprised to hear this, but nodded.

At this moment, a family member rushed over to the unsteady "old man!"

Chapter 272 Leaving Helplessly

"No, Master Jingwei's body was found by the lake!" Then, he lowered his head again and again. Jing Yefan was embarrassed at first, but then calmed down and said in a low voice, "Go down first." Ding Wang's family looked up at the seats above and left somewhat helplessly.

Jing Yefan whispered something to the elders of Jingmei Town, and Jing Mingzhen immediately walked out of the inner hall, seemingly about to do something. Yan Minghua smiled slightly and drank a cup of tea, but Fan Jingye knew very well that this was an old fox. If you don't want to hide, you'd better follow him first.

Therefore, Jing Yefan said, "Although I really don't know the source of this power, if Senior Brother Bai doesn't hate it, he can stay at Jing Manor and wait."

Yan Minghua shook hands and said, "I'm not suited to talk to Old Master Jing. As for not staying at home, I really don't know the source of this power, but if I don't hate it, I can't stay in Jingzhuang." He said, "I really don't know the source of this power, but if I don't hate it, I can't stay in Jingzhuang."

Jing Chang, don't worry. Besides, it seems there are more urgent matters to attend to. Don't you want to deal with them? Having said that, I took another sip of tea, not wanting to leave at all. Jing Ye fanned his eyes, saying, "That's what you say, but that old fox is still here with that dead face. He probably only believed what he heard, and he was wrong!"

With that in mind, Jing Yefan's eye twitched even more, and he said with a smile, "No rush, it's nothing serious." "Oh, then have a few more sips of tea."

Yan Minghua liked this expression very much, which immediately made Jing Yefan want to rush up, beat him up, and kick him out. Jing Yefan stopped acting and said, "I'm really sorry." A middle-aged man sitting next to Yan Minghua immediately walked out of the hall, looking at Yan Minghua who was still drinking tea. He thought to himself, "This is really too much."

"Did he break the cup of tea?" I've drunk it so many times! If Yan Minghua had lunged at the middle-aged man from the corner of his eye, he would have seen the middle-aged man immediately spit blood from his mouth and die in the second second. At this moment, the silence in the inner hall was replaced by silence.

Ye Tiancheng felt a cool sensation on his neck, but couldn't help but respect Yan Minghua. Even he himself was afraid and surprised by how Yan Minghua had come up with this idea. Ye Tiancheng shook his head, wondering if he should go out and train.

Yan Minghua finally had a chance to act, because he felt a powerful force gradually emerging from the house. "We must act quickly, but with his strength, there's absolutely no chance of victory," he thought. "I have no choice but to speak," Yan Minghua sighed softly, glancing at Ye Tiancheng. Ye Tiancheng felt a chill run down his spine, thinking: "He wouldn't be trying to kill me with this move, would he?"

Thinking of this, Ye Tiancheng chuckled inwardly, "Damn it, God is unfair!" But Yan Minghua's eyes only lingered for a moment before darting away. It seems he doesn't want to kill me.

Ye Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief, because he had no grudges or resentment towards him. What had he done to kill me? But the thought of that middle-aged man who hadn't uttered a single word, who had died unexpectedly while the old man was off guard, sent chills down his spine (as Wang Zhao had described).

At this moment, aside from some empty seats belonging to the owners, they were also members of their own Jingzhuang household. If it weren't for the corpses on the ground, none of this would have happened. They all breathed a sigh of relief, their faces tense, and walked towards the door. Ye Tiancheng walked with the crowd. Then came the place where Jingwei had been killed.

When Ye Tiancheng and the others arrived, Jing Yefan and a few others were still examining the body. Ye Tiancheng left the crowd, squatted down, and saw that Jingwei had died in the drinking water of ordinary people by the stream. (.) Ye Tiancheng.

Chapter 273 The Blue Cloud

He pinched a ball of blue air in his left hand and threw it into the stream. As soon as the water in the lake came into contact with the blue air, it was surrounded by a small wisp of air and rose from the water.

Ye Tiancheng didn't retract his hand, but instead spun it around. A wisp of vitality appeared in his palm, swaying left and right as if trying to break free from Ye Tiancheng's grasp. At this moment, the floating water changed, and it actually began to boil! Then it evaporated at an instant, revealing a black, viscous liquid suspended in the air. Jing Chenshan, while observing Jingwei's corpse, asked, "Ye Tiancheng, what did you find?"

"Hmm, looks like some kind of venom." The two men remained busy, never looking up. However, a mournful cry rang out from the crowd, followed by something falling to the ground with a "touching" sound. Ye Tiancheng frowned, pulled apart the crowd, and lifted up a boy even larger than himself.

Ye Tiancheng looked at his calf, sighed, laid him flat on the ground, clenched his sleeves, and shouted to the crowd, "Everyone, get out of here! There's unknown poison here. Scatter!" "Don't huddle together!" Hearing this, the little boys pulled up the uncles and aunts around them, and all the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled immediately dispersed. Once they were ready, they nodded to Ye Tiancheng.

Ye Tiancheng understood. He released his blue spirit into his hands, merging it into a small iron ball of gas, and immediately roared, "Come out quickly, or I'll have to drag you out!" Looking around, Ye Tiancheng said, though he was already mentally prepared. "Hiss," Ye Tiancheng suddenly looked to the left of the grass; something was wrong!

Ye Tiancheng took a deep breath of the air conditioning and leaped into the air. His energy weapon instantly took flight, attacking the grass. The patch of "scarred" grass was scorched, almost none intact. Its upper parts were broken, or its entire root system was destroyed. A cloud of smoke immediately billowed out, obscuring everyone's view.

Ye Tiancheng lifted his left foot, took a few steps back, and frowned. At this moment, the "hoarse" sound became faster and faster, but without any pain; it seemed to be spitting out with even more pleasure.

Suddenly, the grass burst forth from the shadows with tremendous speed. All that could be heard was Ye Tiancheng hurriedly shouting, "Double Green Yuelong Chop!" The delicate shadows, seeing Ye Tiancheng's actions above, seemed to indicate he was somewhat angry.

(agfg) At this moment, the smoke dissipated a little, and a thin shadow appeared. But here, Ye Tiancheng almost laughed. It was about the length of three fingers put together, black and white, with two golden horns. How funny! But the eyes were blood red. Ye Tiancheng didn't care too much. On the one hand, the scene was very large, and some people were quite frightened.

Ye Tiancheng held his breath and unleashed "Double Clear Yuelong" once more, a technique recorded in the ancient documents of Jingzhuang Yuling Pavilion. It was divided into eight levels and could be used for either defense or attack.

The eight colors—colorless, light green, dark green, light blue, precious blue, dark blue, orange, and golden yellow—corresponded and were complete. As for why Ye Tiancheng chose this, his only feeling was that he had chosen this trick, but it had chosen him. The two green moon dragons flew towards the black snake at a speed of a few seconds, and the little black snake seemed completely unconcerned. Just as the two-colored moon dragons were about to collide with the little black snake, Ye Tiancheng looked at a young man lying on the ground.

It was that young man who had been knocked down by him. Ye Tiancheng's lips curled into a smile, but the little black snake, seeing the energy of the charge, didn't dodge. It simply stood up suddenly, its tail darting fearlessly into Ye Tiancheng, yet without injury. Instead, it looked at Ye Tiancheng with ease, its red lettering swaying up and down.

It was very agile, and after licking the vital energy, it hissed and sucked the energy into its belly! Its belly remained completely empty.

Chapter 274 The Smile at the Corner of His Mouth

It didn't swell up. He licked his lips contentedly, but the scene was getting increasingly uncomfortable. Suddenly, he stood up, his voice trembling, "That's a snake with red eyes!" His eyes were filled with fear and terror. The black snake's fingers trembled, its eyelids rolled back, and it fainted the next second.

Jing Chen murmured, "No!" "No, no!" He hurriedly shouted to Ye Tiancheng, "Run!" Ye Tiancheng snapped back to reality, his vision blurred, and he quickly retreated to Jing Yefan's side. Fan Jingye, with a solemn expression, said, "Retreat first!"

Everyone in the village heard it clearly and couldn't help but say that as long as they lived before the Yuan Dynasty, they should immediately urge the use of the Yuan method and act quickly. Of course, they should not forget the old, the sick, and the disabled.

As the crowd thinned out, Jingye sighed, waved his right hand, and a large swath of fiery red bristles flew away, enveloping everything in their whiteness. Clearly, the situation was not light.

Ye Tiancheng looked at Jing Yefan, "Elder, what happened?" "Go back and talk to him first. That guy can't breathe and can't move for a quarter of an hour." Before Ye Tiancheng could hear any clues, Jing Ye took him away. Back at Jing Manor, Ye Tiancheng broke the silence first, jokingly saying, "Elder, that couldn't be a divine snake coming out to eat people, could it?"

He laughed a few times, but found it still silent. A half-smile, the smile at the corner of his mouth awkwardly stopped, not knowing what to do. (.) Jing Yefan coughed, regained his senses, stared at the same spot, slowed down, and slowly walked over: "Ye Tiancheng, our family history is probably - you don't know it yet."

Long ago, we were the second largest family on the Xiuyuan Continent. Before you were even born, your elders were world-renowned, having achieved great things, even before you were born. You hadn't yet had the opportunity to learn from their achievements during your multiple pregnancies, as you still had a long way to go. Of course, we were all very young then. I wasn't an elder then; I was just like you.

"For this, we paid a heavy price!" Jing Yefan's face began to show sadness, making Ye Tiancheng feel helpless. "The emperor at the time panicked and sent tens of thousands of troops to arrest all the people of Jingzhuang!" Several of our brothers, along with some of our own, did their best to escape.

At that time, our family suffered greatly, and you were deeply affected by the trauma. One by one, you would retreat from the position of "waiting." Ye Tiancheng asked without hesitation, and Jing Chenfan nodded, then said, "At that time, Uncle Hong took you, who was still a baby, and you kept crying, telling us to find the next Red-Eyed Snake. Although we didn't see it, we heard people say that."

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The next snake was usually a round-headed, green-eyed one, but this one resembled a royal snake with red eyes and three pointed heads. There was only one such snake in the world, which died in a war in the Magical Prison thousands or even hundreds of millions of years ago. The snake was right on your leg, and we were all terrified. We didn't expect it to bite you, but instead of eating you, it ran away.

. ...... .......

Ye Tiancheng trembled. Jing Yifen smiled gently, patted his hand, and said, "Your mother is a good cultivator; we are proud of her." "Alright, go to sleep." Just after they finished eating, a light rain started falling outside again. Ye Tiancheng returned home uneasily. As soon as he sat on the bed, he saw a black snake coiled by the door. Outside, it was pouring rain, and it was very dark. In the hazy light, a pair of glittering rubies...

"Master~" The snake suddenly bowed. Yes, its open mouth was still cold and sinister, but it spoke a different language. It seemed to have moved slowly yet swiftly from the doorway.

Chapter 275 The Taste of Cruelty

It crawled towards Ye Tiancheng from the doorway, a cruel feeling in its eyes, and nimbly jumped onto Ye Tiancheng's shoulder. "Master, where is that bloodthirsty soul?"

I think it broke the seal, the devil's prison! Wake up! "The next snake's eyes suddenly sharpened, it turned and jumped to the ground. The wind and rain outside, the thunder and lightning, the window seemed unable to withstand the rage of the night, blown to the ground by the strong wind, broken and dilapidated.

The cold wind was as chilling as if it were stirring up the rage of another snake. "167," it turned, reading a string of demons from hell to storms, the evil spirits of the earth surging forth as if they had come for it. "Wake up, wake up!"

It turned its head like a ghost, no longer a snake, but the Shura of the night! "Everything belongs to you! Wake up! Our era has just begun! Ha~" At that moment, without any warning, Ye Tiancheng felt something forcefully shoved into his head, pain and fear intertwining. The gods seemed enraged, tearing open the gray curtains and roaring as a torrential rain rushed down to the ground. Lying on the bed was Ye Tiancheng, and a dark shadow!

1200 years after the founding of the Great Xuan Dynasty. Since the reign of Emperor Taizu, there has been a great approach of benevolence and respect for Confucianism. Confucianism was the foundation of the nation, regardless of wealth, focusing solely on talent. Men and women, without distinction of inferiority, were allowed to attend school. The call to establish schools resonated throughout the world.

Two hundred miles southeast of the bustling imperial capital lies Mount Fengming, soaring into the clouds and stretching for hundreds of miles. The renowned Phoenix College is situated here, built into the mountainside. Climbing the steps from the foot of the mountain, one ascends straight to the sky, only to be surrounded by pine trees and pines, its summit shrouded in clouds and mist.

In a small town at the foot of Fengming Mountain, there's a small tofu shop. The sound of grinding soybeans can be heard three times a day. There aren't many people in the shop, just a mother and son; the child grinds soybeans, and the mother sweeps up the tofu. Only by working hard all day can they barely support their family.

"I'll rest for a bit. I still need to study. I'll have my mother do the rest of the work," Ye Tiancheng's mother said kindly.

“Mom, I’m not tired. It’s still early. I want to work a little longer,” Ye Tiancheng said wisely, holding his mother’s calloused hands.

Ye Tiancheng is 16 years old this year. His father left early, and he and his mother depend on each other. Now that he's reached the age to take science exams, he's determined to make a name for himself through the exams so his mother won't have to work so hard... There are two reasons why you don't go to school right away:

First, I couldn't bear to watch my mother work alone and wanted to share more of the housework with her. Second, from the day this book was published, Ye Tiancheng discovered that he was different from others. He only remembered what his teacher taught him once. Reading a book is like reading one line at a time; never forget it. I wanted to tell my mother that I was afraid I wouldn't work hard, so I kept it from her.

Gradually, a white fish appeared in the sky. Mom steamed tofu and rice. After dinner, Mom told Ye Tiancheng to study hard and then push his cart to sell tofu on the street.

As I was reading, someone knocked on the door. Ye Tiancheng put down his book, thinking, "Strange, I don't usually contact anyone much, why is someone suddenly knocking?" Is it time for the students to reconnect? I'll go see. I walked a few steps to the door and called out, "Who is it?" When I opened the door, I froze.

However, I saw an old man standing outside the door, wearing a nine-ringed floral towel, a long robe with the eight trigrams and yin-yang symbol, his hair as white as silk, his eyebrows and beard white—in a word, he was the backbone of Xianfeng Road. Later.

Chapter 276 Cute Braids

A little girl followed behind. She had beautiful eyebrows and cute braids. Her two small hands held a flag with the four large characters "Iron-Headed God" written on it.