Late at night, Yuzhou City, Yong'an Dang.

Somewhere unknown, a young man who was fresh and handsome but seemed carefree looked around in surprise in this foggy place.

Suddenly, a burst of sad and deep words came:

"Twenty ounces of Nine-leaf Chonglou, a penny of cicada pupae on the winter solstice, fried in the next year's snow, can cure the lovesickness of the world."

"But Chonglou has seven leaves and a single flower. Where can cicada pupae appear during the winter solstice."

"As everyone knows, summer dryness is like a nine-story building. Cicada pupae appear after digging three feet into the ground. It snows at midnight on New Year's Eve. It has been a year since it fell to the ground. After the time of separation, the lovesickness can still be solved."

"Everyone in the world says that longing for love is incomprehensible, but in fact they don't want to."

"Do you know that the people you care about will leave you in the future?"

Seeing the vast whiteness all around, and listening to the troubling words, the young man began to panic and shout loudly:

"Hero, have you found the wrong person? My name is Jingtian, Jingtian's Jing, Jingtian's Tian, ​​and I'm just Yong'an's little boy."

"You are talking about lovesickness in such nonsense that even a child cannot understand it. I am still a boy and I have never even held a woman's hand!"

"As for the people I care about, they are just the two young guys from the pawnshop and Uncle Ding."

As soon as Jingtian finished speaking, the white fog dispersed all over the place. In an instant, he saw a strange yet familiar figure not far away.

"Jingtian, I'm talking about them. Xu Maoshan will die, He Biping will die, and the old Chaofeng named Ding Shiyan will also die."

"Do you believe it?"

Suddenly, Jingtian's face became embarrassed, his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but ask:

"who are you?"

"We are just small people in Yuzhou City. We don't even have a few coins. Uncle, just be okay and let us go."

Jingtian obviously thought that it was the person who suddenly appeared in front of him who had investigated them thoroughly, and must have thoughts similar to seeking wealth and death, so he quickly explained.

"Who am I?" The figure suddenly turned around and sighed softly:

"I am you!"

Jingtian stared at the person who looked exactly like him and stammered:

"You, you. Who are you? Why are you pretending to be me?"

Yang Jiao stared at Jingtian and couldn't help but be silent. He didn't expect to travel through the heavens and come to Fairy Sword Three this time.

Moreover, the moment he regained consciousness, he first felt an ethereal feeling.

It was exactly the same as his experience of becoming a ghost after death and recovering the memories of his previous life.

The first thought that came to my mind instantly was, am I dead again?

After Yang Jiao calmed down, countless memories surged towards him.

After a while, I realized that I had become Fei Peng, who was once the number one divine general in the divine world, and was now the other side of Sedum.

He also wondered why he and I in this world were not directly replaced by Fei Peng.

Unexpectedly, the Yinming Monument immediately gave the answer. Feipeng is Sedum, and Sedum is not Feipeng.

However, Yang Jiao could only read one word between the lines, coward.

Fortunately, even though we are in a poor situation now, we have completely integrated the true spirit and divinity of him, me, and Feipeng.

Not only did he get all his memories, including memories of various magical sword skills and reincarnations, but he also inherited his talent.

So much so that he can now be said to be Feipeng who has become a mortal. As long as he gives enough time, he can return to his peak.

Later, through Feipeng's memory, it was determined that even in the main world, his strength was comparable to that of the late Heavenly Immortal Realm.

There is also the Heavenly Emperor. Just by recalling it with memory, you can still feel his shocking pressure. It is obvious that he has reached the golden fairyland.

For a moment, Yang Jiao couldn't help but think that his purpose of breaking through the realm and coming here was to break through the Golden Immortal. However, it was obvious that the Emperor of the God Realm would definitely not let him get what he wanted.

After all, Feipeng himself had the strength to break through to the Golden Immortal Realm, but he didn't expect that once he was knocked out of the mortal world, everything would be in vain.

Recall that when it first arrived, the Yinming Monument transmitted an overview of this world.

After Pangu's death, his essence, energy, and spirit differentiated into three great gods, namely Fuxi, Shennong, and Nuwa, known as the Three Emperors.

The three emperors were all immortal ancestral gods. Shen Nong unexpectedly died suddenly on earth. Nu Wa was directly expelled from the divine body by Fu Xi. Her descendants were even more miserable and were beaten as monsters.

Only Fuxi became the emperor of heaven who suppressed the six realms, standing high in the heavens and overlooking all living beings.

When Yang Jiao thought about this, he couldn't help but curl his lips. It's strange that there is nothing fishy here.

Fuxi could not tolerate even the Three Emperors who could be said to have the same origin. If future generations want to be on an equal footing with him, let alone have any delusions.

Then he understood that he and Fu Xi had a grudge against each other and would fight to the death.

He couldn't help but a cold light flashed in his eyes, he was just trying to keep growing, he was very familiar with it.

Therefore, Yang Jiao has been cultivating quietly in Jingtian Niwan Palace for a year. Now he has the initial ability to protect himself and has reached the realm of attainment in the human world.

Through Feipeng's memory, he also learned that the cultivation system in this world is the five realms of Qi training, asking questions, seeking the Tao, entering the Tao, and attaining the Tao.

Attaining the Dao realm is the pinnacle of the human world. The body with magic power has the conditions to ascend to the divine realm and can be called an immortal. At that time, it only needs to be recognized by heaven to descend to receive the immortal light and become an immortal god.

After becoming a god, he is divided into three realms: True God, Ancient God, and God King.

Most of the people in Heaven are true gods, and only a few are ancient gods.

And Fei Peng is the only one who has reached the late stage of Ancient God, and the God King is the Emperor of Heaven.

The reason why Yang Jiao summoned Jingtian's consciousness into Niwan Palace today was because he realized that the plot had begun.

When he thought of the Evil Sword Immortal being born soon, he couldn't help but feel happy. In his opinion, this was a humanoid self-propelled experience package, which was a great supplement.

So, Yang Jiao met Sedum on a whim. After all, although flies are small, they are still meat. They can change the plot easily and gain the power of the origin of the world. Why not!

Furthermore, when he thought that Sedum would go to the God Realm to meet the Emperor of Heaven, he naturally did not want to come out so early to cause trouble.

What's more, Yang Jiao also found it troublesome to collect the Five Spiritual Beads and send the evil spirits into the Tianchi of the God Realm for purification.

Simply accumulate strength silently, wait for the Evil Sword Immortal to be born, and then complete the plan that has been formed in your heart.

"I am you, how could I hurt myself?" Yang Jiao chuckled meaningfully:

"My meeting with you this time is just to warn you that in the next three hundred days, you will face a steady stream of crises."

"Just take care of yourself."

Jingtian shouted loudly:

"You are me, don't think that you can deceive me because you have the same face as me, and what kind of crisis could arise in Yuzhou City now? Haven't the poisonous people been taken away by Bai Doufu and the others! "

"Really?" Yang Jiao said playfully:

"Those poisonous people with red eyes and fear of red cloth are indeed gone, but there are still a group of poisonous people in Yuzhou City who are even more poisonous and have green eyes."

"You have to be careful, otherwise you may become one of these poisonous people."

Jingtian looked horrified for a moment:

"What, there are poisonous people?"

He immediately spun around in panic and hurriedly tried to take out his communication device to contact the people in Shushan.

But he immediately thought of how he had thrown the communication device into the pig pen because he thought Xu Changqing was too noisy.

Jingtian seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned his gaze to Yang Jiao. At this time, he also felt that the person in front of him who looked exactly like him did not have any malicious intent.

He immediately walked over quickly and said with a playful smile:

"Hehe, looking at your posture, you should be quite powerful. Besides, aren't you me? You can bear to be hurt by poisonous people."

"Ah!"

Yang Jiao chuckled and sent Jingtian out of Niwan Palace with a wave of his hand.

Then, he stood with his hands behind his hands and muttered to himself:

"In this world, I replace Heaven's heart with my own heart!"

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