Beiyin Great Sage

Three years in the new calendar.

The people from Hongze Territory who came to the unknown desert through the portal met the Yan tribe living on the outskirts of the desert. After careful exploration, the two parties reached a consensus.

Seven years in the new calendar.

With the help of the Yan tribe, the people of the Hongze region spent several years and trekked arduously before finally migrating out of the desert and taking root in the Yan tribe's territory to build a city.

Name: Yangcheng.

It means the place where the sun rises.

The eleventh year of the new calendar.

The number of residents in Yangcheng has exceeded one million, and they have in-depth exchanges with the Yan people. The Hongze region has become history, and the new life has made people forget the sufferings of the past.

This is a new world.

There will also be,

New beginning.

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"Gugu...Gugu..."

The orderly chirping of mausoleums outside the window lingers in my ears, announcing the beginning of the day.

a new day.

new start.

Zhou Jia walked out of the quiet room, wearing a wide and smooth indigo robe. He came barefoot to the window and looked into the distance through the intertwined ivy.

Everything he saw, and the cool morning breeze that came to his face, made him squint his eyes slightly, and a look of comfort appeared on his face.

The tense energy in last night’s dream,

Quietly soothed.

The morning sun is rising, and the people of Yangcheng are already busy.

The tall Belo people carried the goods, the smart Dili people were responsible for counting the supplies, and the Dalin Dynasty and the people from the earth acted as lubricants.

There are also a few sharks who control the current to transport carriages and horses.

The shouts and noises were heard one by one.

Order amidst chaos.

There is a sense of fulfillment in the busyness.

Look up.

Three great suns have appeared in the sky.

It's just that unlike Hongze Territory, Sanrixuankong is closer to the north at this time.

One is to the south, the other to the north. It's just a slight shift in the sky. The distance between them is probably countless light years.

go back?

You should never go back!

Looking away, Zhou Jia couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Unknowingly, more than ten years have passed since they came here through the portal, and the various races have completely integrated into their new life.

More importantly.

Over ten years!

For more than ten years, no more blood moon has appeared.

here.

It's not within the scope of the blood moon.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jia couldn't help but smile, as if a heavy weight that had been weighing on his heart was suddenly lifted away.

Every part of his body was relaxed.

"Plop la la..."

In his sight, a palm-sized spiritual bird with a golden body, smooth wings and smooth wings flew towards the window sill. When he saw Zhou Jia, he chirped:

"It's time to get paid!"

"It's time to get paid!"

"..."

This spiritual bird can surprisingly speak human words.

Zhou Jia was already very surprised by this. Hearing this, he shook his head and turned his hand, and a coin the size of a copper coin appeared in his palm.

The coin is dark yellow in color, with an ancient astronomical word "一" engraved on the front, and rolling hills on the back, with every inch of it carefully carved.

Star coins!

The common currency here comes from a place called Yuan City.

It is said that every star coin has the aura of the ancient gods, and no one can even think of counterfeiting it. Once the forgery is discovered, it will definitely lead to catastrophic disaster.

"Give!"

With a flick of his finger, the star coin drew an arc and was thrown towards the spirit bird.

"Chirp..."

The golden spirit bird screamed excitedly, poked out a bag under its wings, caught the coins accurately, flapped its wings and cheered.

"A letter from Son of God Solo informing you to come over."

"Two days from now it will be the sixteenth anniversary of the opening of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School. I have sent you an invitation to come."

"The Great Elder of the Yan Clan has sent word that the flying boat heading to Yuan City will arrive in the next few days. Please think carefully about whether you want to take it there?"

"Luo Xiuying, the leader of the Tieyuan Sect, hopes you can come over..."

"..."

After receiving the wages, Lingniao immediately reported all the summonses of the past few days. After waiting for Zhou Jia to give a reply, he hurriedly flew back to report the messages.

It is an 'informant' hired by Zhou Jia, responsible for collecting visitor information. One star coin per month is not cheap.

To know.

The vast majority of people in Yangcheng can only earn a few coins a year.

Fortunately, this kind of spiritual bird called the golden bird is known for its loyalty and responsibility. As long as it is entrusted to it, it will remember it and will never betray its owner.

Moreover, the appearance is pleasing to the eye, and Zhou Jia is willing to spend the money.

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"Elder Zhou!"

"Senior Zhou!"

"..."

As he walked in the city, people's respectful and admiring greetings kept ringing out. Zhou Jia nodded and walked into the sparsely populated alley.

Not long after walking forward, a scorching heat hit us.

Pushing open the sunken stone door and walking through several unique underground courtyards, the complex and rhythmic sound of forging can already be heard in your ears.

"You came."

Zoro, who was holding a heavy hammer and had his upper body bare, wiped the sweat off his face, turned around and nodded, and at the same time spoke to the side:

"Isis, help me get my things."

"Um."

Isis nodded, turned around and took out a large long wooden box from the house.

Zhou Jia was not in a hurry to open the wooden box, but instead looked at the two of them back and forth.

Solo,

The son of the God of Craftsmen, he is often bullied by other sons of gods in Lost Paradise. He is short and stocky and has an ordinary appearance.

Apart from being stronger and better at forging, it can be said that it has no advantages.

Isis.

The daughter of the God of Love, with stunning appearance and graceful figure, was madly pursued by all the male sons of God in Paradise Lost, and even more indulgently.

All the men who caught her eye had a one-night stand.

Only the short, stocky and clumsy Solo had never been attracted to her. Even though he had remained affectionate for decades, she never looked down upon him. Originally, the two of them probably didn't have much interaction with each other.

now.

They warmed each other in this strange foreign land, and actually became a harmonious couple. Isis even gave up her desire for Solo.

The simple clothes cover the delicate body that was once proudly displayed. There is no makeup on her face, and her eyes are more tender and less slutty.

really.

Time can change everything, even Isis, who judges people by their appearance, can give her heart to the ordinary-looking Solo.

Looking at the two people, Zhou Jia nodded slowly:

"Congratulations."

"Hehe..." Zoro scratched his head and giggled.

Isis rolled her eyes, put down her things and turned towards the inner room.

"Don't worry."

Solo watched his wife leave and grinned:

"She is pregnant, and her mood has been unstable during this period. Moreover, Isis has been complaining to me that you have caused us trouble."

He said and shrugged.

really.

If it weren't for Zhou Jia, they would never come here. They would definitely be more comfortable in God's Domain, but Solo didn't care.

As long as he can be with Isis, he is content.

And if Zhou Jia hadn't forcibly brought the two of them here, he wouldn't have had time to melt Isis's cold heart and enjoy the beauty's grace alone.

Maybe the two will never be together.

"Come!"

Rubbing his hands together, Zoro gathered his thoughts and opened the wooden box, saying:

"Look at your weapons!"

As the lid of the box opened, a force of thunder emerged from it, and dense arcs of electricity appeared in the void, one after another.

The violent thunder was imprisoned by the invisible force in the field and had nowhere to vent.

Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly and he stepped forward.

Bow your head.

Upon entering, a long spiked double-edged ax was placed in a wooden box.

The handle of the ax is as thick as a child's arm and more than six feet long. The ax blade is two feet long and one foot wide. It is sharpened on both sides, with cold light and lightning intertwined.

There is a spike poking out from the top.

in this way.

It can be wielded to chop, or it can be stabbed like a spear. The eight-foot-long can also be used as a club. You can do whatever you want. This is not an advantage for others. After all, it is difficult to use a weapon that is too complex. of subtlety.

But for Zhou Jia, whose mastery of martial arts has already reached the realm of transformation, there is no problem.

No matter what kind of weapon.

He can use them skillfully.

"This Thunder Ax Staff weighs more than 8,600 kilograms. It is based on your original double-edged ax, and incorporates the special bloodline of the Son of Thunder God, as well as many thunder-type materials provided by the Yan Clan."

"It will take me more than ten years to forge it. The runes inside include both the divine source technique and the industrial source energy technique, as well as the five thunder techniques you mentioned."

Speaking of the refining of weapons, Solo couldn't help but feel excited and said in a low voice:

"This is the most powerful weapon I have built so far. According to the classification here, the grade should be second only to the pseudo-artifact. It can greatly increase the strength of the person who uses it."

"Especially the thunder attribute method, which has a great degree of gain."

Zhou Jia was silent and looked at it carefully for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the weapon in the wooden box.

The thunder surrounding the Thunder Ax Staff dispersed on its own when he stretched out his hand, and the restless thunder power in the field also quietly calmed down.

Seeing this, Zoro couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Such abilities...

He looks very much like a demigod with the blood of the God of Thunder.

No,

It’s the power of the God of Thunder!

But why doesn’t Zhou Jia admit that he is also the Son of God?

It's not something to be ashamed of.

He shook his head, confused.