One billion years of longevity

I used to calm the world with the three emperors, once with the five emperors!

I have given the Sakyama Buddha, and I also gave a point to Laoziku!

Have a ghost valley for the apprentice, teach the grandson's use!

I have seen the alpine plains, I have seen the changing sangata!

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At that time, when Yang Zhen was awakened, hundreds of millions of years ago, the earth was ridiculous.

Now Yang Zhen, but see the high-rise building, the car humon.

"I have already slept for more than 100 years. If I am not integrated with a boy, I am afraid that I am familiar with the current world, I have to spend a lot of effort."

Yang Zhen, wearing a high school uniform, standing in the crossroads, Gu Pan Zuo, .

"In order to cultivate the strongest saint, I chose the most difficult 'Haotian Tour' in the seventy-two kindage methods, and I need to pass by 100,000 robbery, which is to rebirth of more than 100,000 times. Tao! And this time, it is the last time. "Yang Zhen Shen said.

It turned out that Yang Zhe was re-born before, he will sleep in Kunlun Mountain for a hundred years. This time, a frustrated teenager with Yang Zhen is committed in Kunlun Mountain. A remarkable grievance, and alarmed Yang Zhen.

As a result, Yang Zhen was fused with this residual soul in advance and took over his body.

Since then, the two will never divide you, it is the quasi-Sheng Yang that is not dead. It is also the sixteen-year-old teenager Yang Zhen.

"Since I take you flesh, you and I will be one! So, I will help you complete all my wish. I have the best university, complete all the dreams, experience the unimaginable life of ordinary people!"

Yang Zhen looked up, strolls, high-rise buildings have passed through Yang Zhen, and the color of the vicissitudes is put down.

Changsheng did not die hundreds of millions of years, everything in the world, Yang Zhen has already felt numbness.

In the turn of 18,000 times, whether it has become the Fuxi female, Laozi, Jesus, or the Qinhuang Hanwu, Tang Zong, Song Zu.

For Yang Zhen, it is already familiar, and it is strange, and it will become a cloud smoke.

It is unchanged, only Yang Zhen is the heart.

"This world, I must have three corpses, Difficult to fight, and robbed!"

"This world, I have to become the strongest saints in the past and now, the people of the people of the people, order the eight parties!"

Long years of long-lasting years, so that Yang Zhenxin is already an ancient well.

However, when Yang Zhen Road passed a street corner, it was still picking it, turned and turned.

"Hey? The little fartty who wears a pair of trousers this year is this."

I saw Yang Zhenmue seeing, it is a stubborn old white hair. This person holds a brush in his hand.

Seeing fine, he is writing a 'heart', and the point on the heart, he does not dare to leave a pen, it seems to hesitate.

"Kid, playing the Republic of China for eight or nine decades, do you have a 'heart'?"

Yang Zhenzhen was nose, took the brush.

In an instant, after adding this, a perfect until the best, the word 'heart', appeared on the stone monument.

The old man saw it, shocked, and the eyes were wide.

"This ... God! I practiced nearly a hundred years of calligraphy, and I can't write such a wonderful one!"

The old man fluttered, just saw Yang Zhen's face, this suddenly, he was even more soft, almost bowed in front of Yang Zhen.

"Master, it is really your old man! I used to understand the word in the street. When you pass it, you teach me a 'heart'. It is this wonderful word, and I bring me into the calligraphy world! "

Yang Zhen snorted: "I thought you had a bit of root bone. I didn't expect to be more stupid than Wang Xizhi. He can learn to be a 'Yong' word, but you can't even write a 'heart' in the area. Such as pig. "

"Your old man is a book to come to the world, I am in the late and late, and it is a bit more than the sludge in the dung pit."

The old man is full of ambition: "I just ask your old man to point me a few words, so that I am dead, it is also awkward!"

"I am precious, how can I waste on your waste?"

Yang Zhen is clear, walking, walking, there is no feeling.

Then the old man went to chase, where is it chased? I have been chasing a few steps, it is already falling to the ground, when he gets up again, Yang Zhen has not seen it again.

"Dowager Wang, you are fine !?"

Just as the old man was annoyed, he ran a young woman next to it, and he quickly helped the old man.

"You can be the president of the Jiangbei Calligraphy Association, the country's leading calligraphy master! If you have a three long two short, what do we do after these postmenities?" The young woman is full of panic.

The old man is just a wrist sigh, and it is talking about it.

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Street corner park.

Yang Zhenhang came to this place, looked up, but found a beautiful girl in a sportswear, and was moving the dance sword.

The beautiful body, the beautiful Yuxi, a time to abcume countless people, and claim.

"This woman is the president of the Zhenyang Music Society, and a" wind sword method "is in the gods.

"The heroes are vertical, the sixteenth year old is a foreign master! Fudge, it must become a master of the main world."

"This is the pride of this day, it is not that our ordinary people can be comparable, and occasionally can see her dance sword once, it is already full of eyes, don't ask!"

"Yes, it is said that she is still a school flower in Zhenyang High School, and the pursuit can be thrown away from here."

Everyone talked about it, and the eyes were born, and they were full of eyes. There are some citizens of martial arts, and they are mobile phones, and they are interested in privilegeism.

However, in the exclamation, Yang Zhen did this woman, the cold voice opened.

"I really didn't expect, Huashan sent a decline to this! Even the most basic entry martial arts 'wind sword law', all lost half! This is a dance sword, it is simply twisting Yang song."

At this point, it immediately jumped out of two black bodyguards, and Yang Ren's angeled.

"Bold! Our big lady is a missionary, you dare to insult her!"

"Stinky boy, I see you are looking for death!"

Even the sportswear of the dance sword, I couldn't help but wrinkle, and I glance Yang Zhen.

However, she saw Yang Zhen is just a sixteen year of teenagers. After wearing the school uniforms in Zhenyang, they will not pay attention to Yang Zhen.

It seems that her heart has taken Yang Zhen as a migrant pet, and it is a fool that attracts his attention.

"Unfortunately, comic."

Yang Zhenbei seems to have a pity, burst into the palm of the two black bodyguards, and the sound is angry and left straight.

You must know that Huashan Pie is actually a source of origin with Yang Zhen.

When I wanted that year, Yue Fei once wanted to worship Yang Zhen as a teacher, Yang Zhen refused, but looked at him in his loyalty to the sun and the moon, he was difficult to pass his own team and several swords. The soldier book is full of reading, and the prince has never learned.

When Yang Zhen Chuan Jiefa, he stood behind him, but he worked unexpectedly to learn two of three swords, and then he created the 'Du Shan Jianjian', and hey.

Later, Feng Qingyang learned this sword method, and passed it to Huashan School, so Huashan sent a voices, and he dominated Wulin for a hundred years.

But I have never thought, Yang Zhen slept a few, played a yawned Kung Fu, this Huashan sent faded into this virtue. Seven seven eight eight, the incomplete is incomplete.

It seems that like the name of the disciple Zhang Sanfeng, the generation is not as good as the generation, and now it is the end of Wu Xue.

When there is not much time, Yang Zhen came to the door of Zhenyang high school.

Here people come to people, bustling, everywhere is young and energetic faces.

In addition to a pair of men and women.

"Hey, this is not Yang Zhen, I heard that you went to Kunlun Mountain, I thought you were dead in the mountains! How to iod ran back?"

One hand, slammed out, and pressed Yang Zhen shoulders, and immediately ridiculed the meaning of the meaning, and he sounded in Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen turned his face and turned to the people.

I saw this ink mirror gold chain, tattoo hair, full of arrogant colors of the face of the streets, is the land of Zhenyang City, Liu Neng.

He didn't smoke, smoke, looked at Yang Zhen with the nostrils, and his arbiter was a good color, but the face of the poisonous color.

"White!"

Yang Zhen saw Liu Neng, I didn't have much reaction, but I saw this eyebrow girl, and the face can not help but feel cold.

It is this woman, hooks three, very do not check, young and lightly smashed, looking for a dry package, and also with the native snake of Zhenyang High School, it is constantly.

Later, in order to cover up the fact that she deliberately found Yang Zhen, as Yang Zhen's girlfriend, try to use Yang Zhen to cover the facts.

Yang Zhen is really true, thinking that this woman really wants to be a girlfriend, so I will be one thing. As a result, Liu Neng, who is not yapping, is a tamper, and after being hit, I received a phone call from the white request.

Listening to the phone, the White and her dry interactive voice, Yang Zhen finally collapsed, this is far from going to Kunlun Mountain.

Therefore, Liu Neng is evil, this scorpion is even vicious!