I am the leader of Huangquan

Wu Lang nodded, "Senior, I will pay attention. In the generation of our sect, there will soon be young people walking around the world. The battle of the Great Leiyin Temple is the time for our younger generation to become famous."

"I hope so." Granny Meng smiled, but she also felt that the possibility was very low in her heart. It was too late to train a Tianjiao to go out for a walk.

Wu Lang also consciously excluded himself from the generation of the contemporary Tianjiao.

It's not good for me to be in the same generation as the young master of Daoyanzong, Mu Jiqiu, Ji Fa, Xu Xinying, after all, he has always been working with those old monsters.

Whoa, whoa!

A ray of spiritual consciousness passed through the dark and deep dimensional space tunnel, and suddenly landed in the ruins, but saw a young man practicing cross-legged.

Huang Mingshan didn't notice Wu Lang's existence at all.

As a wandering soul, Wu Lang glanced down at him, shook his head and laughed: "The future player No. 1, probably has great ambitions and wants to be the leader of Huangquan."

Sure enough, it was similar to what I guessed, he was practicing here.

In history, Po Meng probably also noticed that he was practicing here, and even helped him practice here.

After all, he is the No.1 who pioneered the era, took out the ancestral scriptures, and received the same treatment as himself now.

Before I crossed over, I was still an ordinary social animal. The game "Huangquan Ghost Escort" has been running for more than ten years. It is estimated that the Tiangou Emperor in the later games is really the only great cultivator on earth who can practice. Fly into the sky and escape from the ground.

But now?

Wu Lang took his place.

Meng Po in turn regarded herself as the hope of Huang Quanzong, not him, the future Emperor Tiangou.

then...

As soon as he practiced here, Granny Meng immediately reported him.

In fact, without Wu Lang's intervention, he would not be able to become the leader of Huangquan in the future.

Like Wu Lang, he copied the ancestral scriptures of the ancestors on this side of the earth and spread them here.

But being the leader of Huangquan is thinking too much.

She was brutally beaten by Li Qingrou!

He can only serve as the deputy of Li Qingrou, the leader of the next generation of Huangquan, to help manage the players' affairs and develop the era.

As for opening up the era and dominating the world?

In history, he was also beaten by the Zhengdao League.

The protagonist of Destiny is not alone. In an era where all heroes are at the same time, each of the protagonists is against the sky to the limit.

At this moment, Wu Lang ignored the No. 1 future player who was practicing here, and left directly.

"Well, let the bullets fly for a while."

Wu Lang ignored him, and just looked up and down with great interest, this once legendary No.1 real face behind the scenes.

The appearance is even a little weak, with a sissy and neutral beauty.

"It's outrageous. He doesn't have a fate related to his appearance like a 'good person card'. He is half as handsome as me."

Wu Lang was a little surprised, but also completely satisfied his curiosity about the mastermind behind the scenes in his previous life. He followed the offline channels of the outside world, followed a wandering soul of a white-feathered chicken, and returned directly to reality.

Go home often.

He thought about it and missed this side.

Goo!

Cuckoo?

When he sensed everything in the outside world, he found that there were cuckoos all around him, and he probably came to the chicken farm.

"Traveling through prehistory, leaving home for more than 30 years, and finally coming back."

Chapter 3: Asking the Heart and Enlightenment

Wu Lang's spiritual consciousness covered a white chicken player.

After pondering for a while, he directly left his body and entered the sky.

Whoa, whoa!

Fly above the sky, overlooking the entire farm, and then continue to fly high, to hundreds of meters above, overlooking this rural field.

"Spiritual consciousness is out of the body, there is not much time, and it is estimated that it can only live for three days."

He confirmed the general direction, drove his divine sense in the sky, and headed for the city in his memory.

There are chicken farms all over the country, and the white-feathered chickens that he specially came here are nothing more than very close to his position in the previous life.

When he came back here, besides wanting to see the hometown of the earth, full of traffic and high-rise buildings, he was also curious about the so-called "time paradox".

two selves?

I just opened the server, so I should still be in elementary school at this time.

"In my previous life, the game has been in operation for more than ten years. When I was a child, my family was poor and couldn't even afford a game helmet. I missed the opportunity."

"At that time, everyone in the class was discussing the intensity of the second world. I was very envious at that time."

In his previous life, Wu Lang entered the society in his 20s, and only after making money as a social animal did he have the money to buy gaming helmets.

But then.

The entire Second World "Huang Quan Gui Cha" has been in operation for more than ten years, and it has become a sea of ​​red. The famous guilds and game masters have monopolized the top management of the entire game.

No chance at all.

So, at that time, I had a stable job, and I never thought about making a living in "The Ghost of the Yellow Spring", I could only use it as a "travel world" for leisure after get off work.

When off work, as a small krypton player, hire some brick movers to protect yourself and visit and explore in various cities.

but.

Now that I have traveled back, I have become the driving player of "Huangquan Ghost Escort", the mastermind behind the scenes has already been high above the ground, and even the master of the Jingzhou cultivation world in the Kyushu Great World.

In the future, the entire player group will inevitably hear the heroic deeds of this NPC sage.

Looking back on the past and the present, life is impermanent.

He laughed a bit.

Tapping.

Wu Lang, who had an absolute memory, easily returned to the downstairs of the community, walking on this familiar street, barber shop, noodle shop, hair salon, clothing store, and canteen.

Spiritual consciousness drifted to the window on the third floor.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, I watched the parents busy inside.

He watched for a while and waited silently.

After more than half an hour, I saw a primary school student go home and open the door, laughing and eating with his parents, and then went back to the house to do his homework.

"There is no time paradox?"

Wu Lang sorted out his mood, floated in and sat on a chair in the house. No one in the family of three saw him.

"I still have to test my past self."

He came to the room and took a look at the diligent primary school students who were doing their homework in the room.

I'm working on my third grade math homework.

He observed quietly, and Absolute Memory searched according to time, and instantly recalled the scene exactly the same as the present day on this day.

Sure enough, it is exactly the same as in history.

"It's finally finished!"

The elementary school student lying on the desk showed a relieved smile, picked up the math homework, "Hmph, the seven of them called me to go out to play downstairs, and they will only affect me to keep my age No. 1! Mom said yes, I will keep No." .1, just buy me a bicycle!"

Wu Lang's consciousness moved.

Tear!

The entire homework book slowly floated up, and was torn into pieces under the stunned stunned pupil.

"There is a ghost! There is a ghost! Mom, there is a ghost tearing up my homework!" The elementary school student screamed and ran out of the room in fright.

As a result, the primary school student dragged his mother back to his room. After hearing this inexplicable explanation, he was scolded.

"You're promising, aren't you? You tear up your homework even if you don't want to do it?" Accompanied by a burst of cursing, the primary school student was brutally beaten and his butt blossomed.

After more than ten minutes, the primary school student whimpered and shed tears, took out a brand new homework book, and began to rewrite today's homework, writing while crying, "Why, why..."

Wu Lang nodded, looking at the crying primary school student, recalling the memories of the day.

"The memory of this day in my mind has not been tampered with, and there is no trace of domestic violence by my mother. So, there is no time paradox, has it become two parallel lines?"

In other words, this self, even if he fell and died today, has nothing to do with him at all.

After getting the confirmation, Wu Lang was inexplicably relieved.

Time is not as complicated and outrageous as I thought.

What he is most afraid of is that if he changes the operation of "The Underworld", a butterfly effect will also appear on the earth, causing the future self to appear on other paths and make the present self disappear.

Stayed in this room for a while.

Looking at the children who finished their homework at nine o'clock in the middle of the night, sitting in the living room with their parents watching TV, and looking back on the childhood of a family of three.

At twelve o'clock, Wu Lang chose to leave.

"When I was young, I was quite happy. Although I was already a small social animal, I worked overtime every day to practice, and my age was No. 1."

"Even, at this time, I was simply a clever little ghost. I took orders in class, helped other students with their homework, and for business, I also knew how to imitate other students' handwriting. It was so lifelike that the teacher didn't notice it until graduation."

In the next few days, he looked at the family of three, plain and leisurely.

Rarely relax.

He went on to school with the kid.

Every time this little social animal wants to work overtime or work for money, I interrupt him and interfere with him.

In the past, he wrote seven or eight assignments for his classmates a day.

But for now, don't even think about it.

Tear him up directly, and hint him not to work overtime, not to work overtime, not to work overtime.

So, this small social animal more than ten years ago has gone through several times, and he finally started to play with other people, and he is no longer walking on the road of social animal.

Wu Lang looked at him and his childhood friend laughing and laughing, discussing the popularity of "Huangquan Ghost Escort" in class and history, his eyes were full of envy and anticipation, and he looked happy as if he wanted to play games to make money, and then become a fairy in it. .

"Will his fate change?"

Wu Lang just watched, listened, and murmured: "Maybe not? After all, the ninth world has passed away, and now it's the ninth world...will it break this cycle, but I still want to give it a try and reverse my past. Social animal fate."

In fact, he also thought about not wasting time on this meaningless past self-test, and using this period of time to find those famous players of later generations in reality.

But think about it.

Why do you have to be busy with work all the time?

In addition, those players in later generations will still appear when they should appear, and it doesn't matter if they don't appear. I have already completed the primitive accumulation, and there is no shortage of such people.

You can't change your own destiny in the past, but you have to change your own destiny now.

This trip back to my hometown is just for relaxation, not for overtime work, not for being a social animal.

I also don't let myself work overtime when I was a child, become a social animal, and reverse my fate.

Even, he didn't intend to secretly give benefits to himself, Goldfinger.

That's fine.

Give your childhood yourself a gaming helmet?

Let him move bricks for me and work for me?

Forget it.

At a young age, playing Nima's game, working overtime and moving bricks in the game?

Give me to enjoy life.