Chapter 420 Three Thousand Worlds

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"Go to hell!"

Yu Liang casually threw the little weasel that he had just held in his arms aside.

Falling to the ground, the little weasel, who had not yet reacted, looked up at Yu Liang. After a moment of stunned silence, he cursed: "What are you doing!"

Yu Liang just glanced at it, and then ignored it.

Closed his eyes and thought.

Yu Liang suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding.

Who said that if you want to hide, you must find a place to stay?

You can just wander around the world, so that if you encounter something, you can leave quickly and prevent people who are looking for trouble from tracking you like dogs. You can also travel around and not be so bored and lonely.

Moreover, you can go to a place to spread the written story, so that more people can see it.

A night of wind and rain passed.

The next day.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

After a night of rain, the air became fresher.

Yu Liang got up and left the ruined temple.

Hearing the noise, the little weasel that had been curled up in the corner last night looked up at him, and then jumped up to follow him.

"Go away!"

Yu Liang looked at it sideways and kicked it lightly, scaring it back a few steps.

Continue to move forward.

But he didn't expect that the little weasel was still following him.

Yu Liang suddenly turned around and pointed at it and threatened: "Stay away, I haven't had breakfast yet, otherwise I'll roast you to fill my stomach!"

The little weasel was frightened by his words and immediately jumped into the grass beside and disappeared.

But after Yu Liang walked for a while, he found that it secretly followed him again.

"Annoying thing, struggling desperately when caught, and following you shamelessly after being kindly let go!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

The little weasel following behind Yu Liang had a flash of surprise in his eyes.

At that moment, Yu Liang's figure seemed to disappear into the air, without a trace.

The little weasel stood up and looked around, trying to find Yu Liang's trace.

However, when he confirmed that he had indeed left, the little weasel sighed, landed on all fours again, and lightly crawled into the grass beside him.

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It has been a while since I came to this world.

Yu Liang always adheres to the principle of low profile and tries not to attract attention as much as possible.

This is the first time he has exerted his speed at full strength.

To his surprise, when his speed broke the sound barrier, the world around him seemed to have changed.

"Oh my god, is this another world?"

As his speed continued to increase, the surrounding scenery became patchwork under compression, just like a display screen with poor signal, flashing various colors and snowflakes.

However, when Yu Liang gradually adjusted his speed and was in the same channel with the surrounding environment.

The scene he was in directly turned into a place like a fairyland. The mountains and ridges were rolling, the clouds and mist were lingering, and the trees were evergreen.

Yu Liang stopped flying and floated in the air.

But his body was still running at high speed, so the changing environment around him did not disappear.

"What is this?"

Yu Liang observed the surroundings, thinking in his heart.

"Although the things you see will change at different speeds."

"But in this case, it is more like entering a high-frequency environment from a low-frequency environment!"

Thinking of this, Yu Liang suddenly realized something.

This world is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

It is like a thousand-layer cake, with one layer on top of another.

Speed ​​is energy!

Different levels will change the level.

Yu Liang suddenly thought of another question, and then looked up at the sky.

A day in heaven is a thousand years on earth!

It seems that if you want to enter the heavenly palace, what speed level must you enter?

It didn't stay for long.

Yu Liang returned to normal.

After all, if you want to keep it like this, it will consume a lot of your physical body.

Don't look at his flawless body now.

But it is also like a pile of tightly packed sand.

Under the violent shaking, there will still be gaps, allowing the blood and energy in the body to leak out bit by bit.

This kind of consumption is consuming life!

"Alas, I am still too weak!"

Yu Liang felt that he had been too lax in his life.

As the saying goes, if a man does not think about the future, he will have immediate worries. It is the same to live in seclusion, but living without strength and living in seclusion with strength are two different things.

He chose a direction.

Yu Liang walked forward with big strides.

He planned and summarized in his mind.

In the next period of time, he could not be idle like before.

Set two goals.

One is to spread "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" while traveling and conceive of writing new stories.

The second is to put the lax martial arts practice on the agenda again.

After setting the two goals, Yu Liang suddenly felt that his life was much more fulfilling.

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Unconsciously, he came to a small county town.

Although it is not as prosperous as Chang'an, it is also lively and stable.

He wandered around casually.

Then Yu Liang chose a distinctive restaurant and walked in.

He ordered a few local specialties and sat in front of a window near the street.

This position allowed him to taste the restaurant's food while enjoying the street view outside the window, which was very comfortable.

As the dishes were served one after another, Yu Liang savored the food while appreciating the scenery outside, and at the same time, he was thinking about a lot of things.

"Perhaps, I should not consider writing a new storybook directly, but I can expand the setting of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". After all, the plot of this series of martial arts world is coherent."

"Xiaoyaozi of the Xiaoyao Sect above and Zhang Sanfeng of the Wu Sect below are all old guys who seem to practice martial arts but actually practice immortality!"

At this point, Yu Liang was still thinking that he could strengthen it.

After all, the world he is in now is not an ordinary world, and the readers are not ordinary readers. With mental supplements, maybe he can perfect and materialize some extraordinary things.

"Yeah!"

"That's it, write a series!"

After determining the direction, Yu Liang walked to a bookstore after dinner and carefully selected the top-quality four treasures of the study.

As the afterglow of the setting sun spread over the earth, Yu Liang came to an inn with the stationery he bought.

He closed the doors and windows, sat at the table, took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and began his creative journey.

The pen tip danced on the paper, and the ink flowed out vivid stories.

Because he learned a lesson from the last experience, he made full preparations in advance this time to ensure that his spirit and blood were in the best condition.

In the world of creation, Yu Liang was like a fish in water, and his thoughts flowed like a spring, constantly.

Night fell.

The moonlight sprinkled on Yu Liang through the window, as if covering him with a silver halo.

He was completely immersed in the ocean of creation and forgot the passage of time.

When the last word fell, Yu Liang looked at his work with satisfaction, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

"Jia Zi exterminated the demons, Zhenwu came to the world!"

"Very good!"

As the pen tip fell, what Yu Liang didn't expect was that his story character inadvertently attracted the attention of a powerful person.

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