The wild world.

There are thousands of wild people living in the mountains.

Yan Qingkang stood on a small hillside, looking at the wild people around him, and his heart was slightly sighing.

What kind of force will lead to the regression of society and the disappearance of civilization?

At this time, he picked up a large lump of mud with a fist and smashed it to the left of a wild man seven or eight meters away, but the mud came through the wild man.

And the wild man did not see the mud rolling in front of him.

He licked his lips and then voked.

Not in the same time.

To be precise, it should be in the same space, but not at the same time.

But in the hundred years, even a thousand years ago, or even a thousand years later, Yan Qingyan is not known.

No!

Yan Qinghang suddenly remembered that when he first entered the mountain of Wushu.

Although the tester could not see him, he could see it under the hegemony... He should be at that time with those who were the testers, and the above was the witness.

In the same space, at the same time...

Why are they like two worlds?

Yan Qingkong very want to understand, the eyebrows gradually wrinkled up ... really can not affect?At this moment, he thought about it, and lifted his right foot to step hard.

The bombardment –

The small hill at the foot collapsed, setting off a dust wave.

The old wild man, who had been lying on the slope a few meters away from him, was suddenly gone.

A little surprised, where did the old wild man go?

It was certainly not buried under your feet.

He looked around, trying to find the figure of the old wild man, but suddenly found that the position of the savages around him seemed to have changed.

Under a tree about 80 meters in front of the left, a pair of wild people were doing something ashamed, but now there is no one.Thirty meters to the right, there were a few wild people fighting in a mess, but now there is no one.

There was no one 20 meters ahead, but now there are a few more wild people shouting.

“Changed the time?”

The face of the blue sky is surprised, is it that if you step down, it will take time for years and decades?

His eyes continued to search, and he saw several well-recognised faces.

This shows that the original wild crowd.

And their appearance has not changed, what they are, and what they are now.

The three or four-year-old wild man he knew was now chasing butterflies, still three or four years old, even the length of his hair.

This shows that time has not changed.

Otherwise, these savages he knows will age for years or decades... If it is a time to go backwards, it is years and decades younger...

But in this way, Yan Qingqian more want to understand.

Rumble!

At this time, he punched out, and immediately blew up in the circle, like a landslide, setting off a circle of terrible waves.

The mountain in front of him instantly turned into a giant pit.

The wild man disappeared.

But Yan Qinghe was a few kilometers away, and found the wild crowd, or the original wild people...

The three or four-year-old man was still three or four years old.

This proves once again that his actions can affect the savages, but not directly.This effect is strange...

Time has passed a little.

The rabbi has been following this wild crowd for more than a month.

However, the savage is still unable to perceive his existence, and he cannot transmit information to the savage, it seems that there is a mysterious force that isolates them and prevents them from having any interbreeding.

He thought for a moment and came to a stone mountain not far away.

Then, on the stone wall, he carved the practice of witch cultivation to open the "door of life", and each word has a grinding disc size, which can be seen from a distance.

What is it?

When Yan Qingkang stood in front of the stone mountain to watch, he paused slightly, and he wrote the wrong font.

You have to write the big one right.

If you can't read it, then it's not to say.

However, according to the overlord, there is a special force in the big fence, so that people who do not know can understand what it means...

The sky is hoping so.

However, he did not know whether the savage could see, if he could not see...

“It is best to see...”

Yan Qinghe said to himself, on the other side of the stone mountain, with the great fence once again engraved the practice of the magic to open the life.Then he drew a picture of the human body and marked the cultivation lines of the practice...

In the next month, Yan Qinghe left a lot of cultivation exercises in the wild world.

Unfortunately, when he returned to Shishan again, the wild crowd was under the stone mountain.

But thousands of wild people have not seen the words he engraved...

Still can't see!

He frowned, then sighed.

Perhaps it can not be seen now, but it may be possible to see later, so Yan Qingyue is not in a hurry now, and may be left to future generations.

So, in the next few years, Yan Qinghe ran around the wild world again, leaving words or graphics about the practice.

Not only the witch cult, he even left behind the practice of divine practice.

The law of opening the door of life by God's cultivation, as well as the cultivation practice in the pre-God realm, has been told to him under the hegemony.

Although Yan Qinghe did not cultivate, he recorded it.

A year later.

Yan Qinghe returned from the wild world, and then came to the Wushang Mountain, so that he could teach him the other seven veins of cultivation.

However, the overlords only know the cult, the magic, the martial arts, the witch...

Yan Qingyang had to find the people who had been to the land of the nine veins, and let them write down their respective practice exercises...

Unfortunately, even though he was full of nine veins of cultivation practice, the savages could not see the words he left behind.

Although there is a magical text, even if it is completely unknown, as long as you see it can understand its meaning...

It doesn't seem to be necessary at all.

And this kind of text, some people call it ghost, some people call it soul... it seems to be written on the soul of the living, as long as you see it can be understood...

However, the overlord is not "knowing", and it is impossible to teach Yan Qingyue.

He hadn’t seen it, he had just heard it.

“Why are you called ghosts?”He is curious, and since he doesn’t even know himself, why do you have to say it?

“I heard that this kind of text has always appeared with ghosts...”

Hang in on, say.

Somehow, Yan Qingyang suddenly remembered that the mysterious black pot of pots, as if the runes on the pot wall were the soul words of the predecessors.

The horns of the pot wall, he did not know.

But when he saw it, he knew what it meant...

He paused for a moment, wrote down the two runes representing "witch evil", and saw a slight pause under the overbearing, and asked doubtfully: "Wizard evil?What do you mean?”

“Is that a word?”Yan Qingqing asked.

The two runes, he should obviously not know, but why do you know that it is "witch evil"?

Then he seemed to remember something in his heart, and his face suddenly changed.

...