Twenty years ago, Zhou Yan, the eldest son of the Zhou family, came to the world, causing four ancient war swords to tremble over the sword domain, shocking the world.

Twenty years later, Zhou Yan used his sword to break the three tribulations, opened the divine sect, and became the number one genius in the sword domain.

But half a month ago, a sad news came out - Zhou Yan's cultivation was completely abandoned and the sword buried in his retreat.

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Yaoguang Divine Kingdom, Sword Domain, Qingzhou, Zhou Mansion.

"Yan'er, you are so arrogant. Where is the Nightmare Demon Cave? You dare to break in alone? Now that you end up like this, what should you do!"

Zhou Yuanxiong, the head of the Zhou family, had a haggard face, his eyes were full of regret, and he sighed, "Why didn't I stop you at that time?"

Because you can't stop your three-legged cat's kung fu...

Zhou Yan smiled secretly in his heart, sitting in the rocking chair leisurely, without any worries.

He was originally a college student, but he died in a car accident, but happened to travel to "Zhou Yan" in this world.

In fact, this "Zhou Yan" was not completely useless in his cultivation, but was directly destined to death.

In the past half a month, Zhou Yan has also experienced disappointment and entanglement, but finally digested all of this.

Given that this is a fantasy world full of crises and killings, Zhou Yan made the wisest decision - Burial Sword and Retirement.

Only by cutting off the cause and effect of the world can you enjoy a beautiful life of luxury, laziness and decay.

"It's over, dad, don't be too sad."

Zhou Yan comforted him without any pain and started to eat the snacks in front of him again.

This snack is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a proper sweetness and a taste that is so good that it is explosive.

"Bang!"

Zhou Yuanxiong lifted the table down and shouted: "Yan'er! Don't pretend to be free and easy anymore! I know you are uncomfortable, but don't overeat to vent."

Looking at the snacks on the ground, Zhou Yan was confused.

I'm fucking...I really like to eat!

Such a good snack was wasted like this, and this dad is too prodigal.

Or... pick it up and continue eating?

Zhou Yan was eager to try, but he was embarrassed because of his face.

Zhou Yuanxiong's hand had already pressed Zhou Yan's shoulder, and he gasped and said, "Yan'er, don't give up! Let's start over again. With your qualifications, you will definitely rise again."

Damn...I just thought about the kind of life of retirement at the age of 20, but you want me to start over?

Every day, I take delicacies from mountains and seas, walk my dog ​​and tease my little maid, isn’t it delicious on this day?

Zhou Yan pretended to be heartbroken and shook his head and said, "My martial arts foundation has been destroyed, my mood is broken. Forced practice will only lead to devils."

For this reason, old man, you will never let me practice hard again, right?

"I have a way!"

Zhou Yuanxiong's words made Zhou Yan's expression stiffen.

"We go to Beiyao family. Beiyao Mingyue has an engagement with you and will definitely help you."

Zhou Yuanxiong seemed to have found a life-saving straw and said excitedly: "Beiyao family has a deep foundation and must know the great master of Guangming Alchemy. It is no problem to come and treat you."

"Forehead..."

Zhou Yan scratched his head and coughed dryly, "That... Dad, the letter of divorce has been delivered three days ago..."

"What!"

Zhou Yuanxiong jumped up directly, his eyes wide and his beard was shaking.

He said tremblingly: "Back off the engagement? You are crazy! Beiyao Mingyue is amazing and is known as the pearl of the sword domain god moon. You don't even marry him!"

Of course Zhou Yan knew about this, but with too many beauties, why should we marry a beautiful woman?

She is almost the dream lover of the young man in the Jianyuan. If I marry her, there would be no simplicity.

I was assassinated from time to time, but I might be killed one day. How can I achieve the plan of just living a life of waiting for death?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan sighed slowly: "Dad, I used to be the number one genius in the sword domain, but now I am not a big deal. Beiyao Mingyue is high above him, how could he marry me again?"

"Responsible break-up can still give our Zhou family a face. If there are any difficulties in the future, they may be able to help them out of morality."

"If we are too ignorant, we will not get any benefits."

Zhou Yuanxiong's face was pale, as if he was about to collapse. Those who didn't know thought it was him who had lost his cultivation.

"The Zhou family has risen because of you, and I'm afraid it will decline because of you. In the past half month, a large number of families have cut off relations with us and no longer interact in business."

"Even that old man Yang dared to point fingers in front of me, and even said that you are a waste."

Speaking of this, Zhou Yuanxiong sighed bitterly: "Yan'er, are you...are you willing?"

What's wrong with being a waste? Eating around and waiting to die is truly free and easy.

Zhou Yan smiled casually and said, "Dad, peace is the blessing. What are those who fight for fame? You must know that many things in ancient and modern times are all laughing at."

Zhou Yan was complacent. I am afraid that only people like me who have died once will truly understand this state of mind?

But the next moment, he seemed to remember something and quickly covered his mouth.

But it was too late, and holy white lights suddenly surged out of his body, stirring up in the house, causing the flowers and plants to sway, and the beams of the house made a roar.

Zhou Yan thought to himself that terrible, Damn, why are you so arrogant? Something happened again.

Zhou Yuanxiong opened his mouth wide and looked around, his face gradually turned red, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

"Talent comes out, flowers and plants welcome the fragrance, and the sound of the lingering sound surrounds the beam...this..."

He suddenly turned his head to look at Zhou Yan and shouted: "Yan'er! You are just saying this, alarming the Saint Wendao!"

Zhou Yan's heart gradually sank. It's over, and now it's definitely not quiet.

Zhou Yuanxiong danced with chicken blood, and said in a trembling voice: "My son... he actually has the talent for literary Taoism! That's great! Although you can't practice Guangming martial arts, you can practice Guangming Wendao and become a saint of literary Taoism!"

"Yan'er! We are not afraid! The path of martial arts has been broken, and a new path has come!"

I'm already scared. I don't want to study, I just want to live and wait for death. Why is it so difficult?

What is the first genius? Do you understand the first bird when you shoot the gun? I won’t do such a high-risk profession.

Being a playboy is serious if you make a fortune in a quiet voice.

Zhou Yuanxiong was out of control and hurriedly said, "Let's go to the Tai Academy to study in a few days. Let's take it step by step. With my son's talent, I will definitely rise again and make a name for myself."

Zhou Yan now wants to give himself a big mouth.

As a college student in my previous life, I studied ancient literature majoring. I was so comfortable with poetry, songs, and ancient essays.

In the past half month, my mental journey has been complicated, and I often sigh and say some classic poems.

Every time I say it, it makes a lot of noise. Sometimes the saint appears and sometimes the world is strange.

Based on the memory of "Zhou Yan" before, I realized that there is actually such a so-called bright and literary world. After all, it is to become a saint when reading books. Therefore, speaking such awesome sentences will make the saint react.

Wow, are these saints of literary and Taoism all local sages? Have you never seen any world? Can you react like this?

Then your bodies are really sensitive?

Zhou Yuanxiong left with excitement, saying that he wanted to find a relationship quickly and bring Zhou Yan into the Tai Academy.

Zhou Yan secretly warned himself that he must pay attention to his words in the future, get rid of the genius of such a genius, and try to be a playboy.

But... I'm very curious, is this world so effective?

He swallowed his saliva, but in the end he couldn't help but feel curious and said softly: "Kill one person in ten steps, and do not keep a thousand miles away. After that, he will leave, and hide his merits and fame."

As soon as the words were finished, the strong wind suddenly rose, and sharp sword energy rose from nowhere, shooting wildly around.

The murderous intent suddenly increased, the sword energy cut off the pillars and beams, and the house was shaking.

"Oh my god!"

Zhou Yan got up and ran away.

After the loud noise, a voice came from outside: "No, lord, our house collapsed."

"There must be an assassin! Come and protect the eldest young master!"

Figures flew over and saw Zhou Yan, who was covered in dust on his face next to the ruins.

"Gentle...be gentle, damn, my leg is broken."
Chapter completed!