Master of time and space

Jiang Zhengxuan and his wife Liao Yuqin had two sons and two daughters, the eldest daughter Jiang Wenjun, the eldest son Jiang Junhao, the second son Jiang Junjie, and the second daughter Jiang Wenli. At present, the number of the third generation of the Jiang family is seven: Jiang Wenjun's son Jiang Yiyun, 20-year-old daughter Jiang Xiulan, 16-year-old (Jiang Wenjun's husband is a descendant of Chinese-American immigrants, and the child's Chinese name follows the mother's surname); Jiang Junjie's son Jiang Shixun was 18 years old; Jiang Junhao's eldest son Jiang Shilan is 15 years old, his second son Jiang Shiqin is 13 years old, and his daughter Jiang Xiuzhen is 10 years old; Jiang Wenli's daughter Yue Lanting is 3 years old.

The young generation of the Jiang family also stepped forward to give Yang Wentian a meeting gift, some sent electronic toys, some sent electronic pets, some sent exquisite candies, all of a sudden Yang Wentian in front of the eight immortals table on the countertop put a bunch of gifts, after all, he is a child, coaxed by so many people quite happy, happy Yang Wentian gave each brother and sister a piece of fine gold and a piece of Mithril as a gift in return.

"Ask Cousin Tian, it seems that you are not only a genius scientist but also a real tycoon! You have to sign for me!" Jiang Xiulan, who has a lively and outgoing personality, looks quite like her mother, tall and bumpy, round eyes and pointed chin, narrow and slightly elongated face, but her skin color is like her father's snow-white with a bit of white mixed blood, and she wears the temptation of uniform in the uniform of an American aristocratic private school uniform.

When Jiang Xiulan blinked her eyes and took out a promotional picture printed with a genius child scientist and handed it to Yang Wentian, the little boy's expression suddenly became wonderful, this was the first time he met a fan to sign an autograph, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"It is indeed a local tyrant, if this metal is really legendary Mithril silver, it is worth at least 10 million Chinese dollars." Jiang Xiulan's brother Jiang Yiyun nodded in agreement with his sister's words, but his mind was deeply attracted by the return gift given to him by the little boy, one gold and one silver and two pieces of metal the size of eggs, and he played with it in his hand without hesitation. He faintly felt the Mithril metal block held in his right hand tremble slightly in his palm. Jiang Yiyun, who had reached the age of twenty, was influenced by his father to join the church as an adult, and even became a monk with a position.

"Haha, it seems that this time I came to the right place, there are indeed talents in my mother's family." Yang Wentian gave his cousins and cousins gold and silver as a gift in return, of course, there was a purpose, when the Mithril in Jiang Yiyun's palm trembled slightly, he immediately sensed the situation, he happily slapped his palm twice, pointed at the other party and said: "Big cousin, you have the talent for cultivation and can qualify to be my follower."

"Is this the Mithril resonance recorded in the church texts?" As a party, Jiang Yiyun is not ignorant, as a monk of the American Church, it is not those so-called priests, similar to the role of a monk, it belongs to a person with a medieval exorcist heritage, of course, Jiang Yiyun is still only a monk apprentice, and even the kind of monk robe is not qualified to wear.

"Really? Yiyun, does he really have a talent for cultivation? Jiang Wenjun's beautiful woman's reaction was even greater than her son's, she was surprised to see the silver-white metal in her son's hand trembling more and more, her eyes were round, and her left hand couldn't help but cover her wide mouth.

"Yes, this is the phenomenon of Mithril resonating with the potential in the body, indicating that the eldest cousin himself has the ability to affinity with this metal." Yang Wentian sitting on his aunt's knee supported his body with his hands on the marble tabletop, he gave everyone the fine gold and Mithril as a gift today, in fact, it is also a test, according to the information he recently consulted from the 'Zhihua' Research Center, since ancient times, the earthlings have known how to use fine gold and Mithril to make powerful weapons, which can be traced back to 100,000 years ago the 'Immortalization' civilization used fine gold to make magic weapons, and 10,000 years ago the 'Demonized' civilization used Mithril to make weapons.

"Ask Cousin Tian, where did you get all this fine gold and Mithril silver?" Jiang Yiyun put the two pieces of metal in his hand into his pocket, looked up and asked the little boy who was looking at him: "As far as I know, no one knows how to extract refined gold from gold and extract mystic silver from silver. Even the most powerful ruling monks in the church only use the Mithril dagger left over from five hundred years ago. As he spoke, Jiang Yiyun's eyes inadvertently swept over the metal blocks that his younger brothers and sisters were still playing with, thinking that he would collect these metal pieces from them in the future.

"Big cousin, how these essence gold and mystic silver came about, I can't tell you now, unless you can become my follower in the future." Don't look at Yang Wentian is young, it is not easy to get words out of his mouth, after all, his 'intelligent' brain domain is much higher than that of ordinary humans.

"Tian'er, can you tell Grandpa more about this about the followers, so that everyone can understand." When the juniors gave gifts to each other, Old Man Jiang Zhengxuan kept watching with a smile, and only then did he interject appropriately and ask.

"Grandpa, it's like this, I want to pull up a team of my own to break through the universe and travel through time and space." Since the moon returned from the free trip, Yang Wentian was taught by his uncle every day how to develop and strengthen his strength, and tirelessly told the importance of gathering people and wealth, which is why he has today's trip to the Jiang family's old house.

"Khan, is this the rhythm to be worn in groups?" "Cousin, you won't be in the plot from the comics, will you?" "Is it true? Do you want to send me back to ancient times to be a pet concubine? "

The understanding ability of the younger generation is really not covered, Yang Wentian said, and the cousins chattered.

"Be quiet, let Tian'er speak clearly." Old Man Jiang pressed his hand in the air, stopping everyone's discussion and signaling the little boy to continue.

"Actually, I want to complete a mission, that is, to open the gossip time and space door that exists on the earth, and I need a group of subordinates who obey my orders, assist me in fighting, and help me develop." In order to strengthen the weight of his words, Yang Wentian simply stood on the marble table of the Eight Immortals table, crossed his right hand and waved his left hand and said: "To explain in advance, this mission is very dangerous, and I will leave the earth to adventure in the future, and it is even very likely to fight with an alien advanced civilization, so I urgently need a group of subordinates who are absolutely loyal to me to follow me and work hard together."

Yang Wentian's words, whether it was the elders or the young people in the Jiang family's old mansion, they were stunned after hearing this, and no one spoke for a while, and the scene seemed a little quiet.

"This is the control component device that opens the Bagua Space-Time Gate." Standing on the table of the eight immortals, Yang Wentian raised his left hand, and a golden bracelet on his wrist appeared in front of everyone's eyes, "At present, for each control component fused, I am allowed to recruit eight followers, and if all the eight control components in the first stage are successfully fused, we can recruit sixty-four followers."

"Why did you choose our Jiang family?" Jiang Zhengxuan struggled to understand what the little boy said, and after a while, he coughed and asked heavily.

"Because according to the tradition of this universe for hundreds of millions of years, the fusion people will give priority to selecting followers from their own people."

"My biological parents are Dr. Yang and his wife, this uncle should already know." At this moment, Yang Wentian had already activated the peony battle suit on his body, and the dress suddenly turned into a Zhongshan suit, projecting a three-dimensional picture from his right arm into mid-air, in fact, he had turned on the anti-reconnaissance system as early as when he entered Jiang's old mansion.

"Dr. Yang and his wife are now outside the solar system, fighting enemies from outside the galaxy, and I must open the gossip time and space door on Earth as soon as possible to support." The picture in mid-air first appeared the portrait of Dr. Yang and his wife, and then turned to the solar system picture, the camera quickly moved from the Earth to the Oort Nebula, frozen in a void 0.5 light-years away from the solar system, where huge energy fluctuations were constantly presented, but due to deliberate protection, the energy fluctuations did not propagate in the direction of the solar system. This set of picture data is that Yang Wentian can receive information from outside the solar system after turning on 50% of the combat power of the suit.

"Then why not choose the clan of Dr. Yang and his wife?" It was Yang Wentian's new mother, Jiang Wenli, who stood up at the table and asked softly, "Didn't they arrange for you to select clansmen?"

"Speaking of the key, Dr. Yang and his wife have no other relatives on Earth." Jiang Wenli's question was answered not by Yang Wentian but by Jiang Junhao, a high-ranking Huaxia official who had only recently been authorized to access a top-secret document about Dr. Yang and his wife. Dr. Yang and his wife suddenly appeared fifty years ago and suddenly disappeared thirty years ago.

"That's right, yes." Yang Wentian nodded to Jiang Junhao and smiled at Jiang Wenli again, "I was adopted by a new mother and father some time ago, so it became a matter of course to give priority to selecting followers from the Jiang family and the Yue family. As he spoke, Yang Wentian spread his hands and had a playful look on his face.

"So, what do you need to become a follower? What are the benefits? What are the responsibilities? Old man Jiang Zhengxuan half-squinted and thought seriously for a while before asking three questions in succession in a serious manner.

"The conditions are as long as I look good, of course, the higher the loyalty, the better, and the higher the ability and potential, the better." Yang Wentian actually doesn't have much experience in how to select followers, and the last time he recruited 'Zhihua' followers was also improvised, but recently he was educated by his uncle much before he counted a few points.

"As for what benefits will be obtained, there is too much to say." Yang Xiaoyou is also a little talented to fool people, "The biggest advantage is that the body can be evolved, and it can even achieve super evolution in the future, such as becoming smarter, stronger and more beautiful." After saying the above few words, Yang Wentian saw that the people of the Jiang clan cast puzzled eyes at him, he scratched his head and added: "Just imagine, the current human race is basically not much different from the human race three thousand years ago, that is to say, the human race has never evolved again, which means that you can evolve into a new human being by becoming a follower.

"God, cousin, you really deserve to be a scholar, you said it too deeply, I didn't understand." Unexpectedly, Yang Wentian's words, the people of the Jiang family had not reacted, but Jiang Xiulan waved his hand at him with admiration: "Can you say it again?"

"Go and go, you can't understand it so simply, you're a fool." A teenager with short anime-style straight hair, a few pimples on his face, and a bit of non-mainstream visual appearance grimaced at Jiang Xiulan, "Cousin, he just said such a lot, in fact, a sentence can be summarized, the advantage is to become superman, you can fly around the earth in the future, run to the sun to bathe, right?" This is Jiang Junhao's eldest son, Jiang Shilan, who is in a typical middle two years.

"It seems to be right, flying around the earth is absolutely no problem, as for running to the sun to bathe, I dare not pack a ticket." This Jiang Shilan's tone of speech was quite compatible with Yang Wentian's children.

"So, cousin, you will lead us to fight bad guys, defend the earth, and save the universe in the future." This Jiang Shilan is also a self-acquaintance, and while speaking, he walked two steps closer to Yang Wentian and was close to him.

"Shilan, don't make trouble here, let Qian Tian finish speaking." Jiang Junhao is a successful person, but he is not a competent father, usually too busy at work to teach his children, but now that his children are getting older, he only realized the problem, and reached out to hold his son at this time.

"In fact, it's over, the responsibility that needs to be borne is similar to what Cousin Shilan said, fighting bad people, saving the earth, and saving the universe, will have a wonderful life in the future." After all, Yang Wentian is still a child, it is rare that he pretended to be an adult just now, and immediately his original form was revealed, and the Zhongshan costume on his body changed back to a dress, so he sat on the table of the eight immortals and picked up exquisite candy to take it apart and eat it himself.

.“ Father, this matter is too complicated, I think it is not too late to make a decision after Yue Tao and the people of the Yue family come, and the two exchange opinions and discuss. Jiang Junhao was a person who was accustomed to being a high-ranking official, according to Yang Wentian's words just now, he quickly analyzed the pros and cons in his heart, and then walked to his father's side and lowered his voice and said a few words.

"That's all, let's eat first." For what happened just now, what he heard was said, Old Man Jiang felt a little unreal, but the emerald held in the palm of his hand in his pocket made the feeling of physical and mental comfort again.