"So boring! I've finished reading the updated version."
In an ordinary bungalow in the Imperial Capital, a handsome but slovenly young man of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old was holding a phone that he had bought with two months 'worth of salary and complaining weakly.
This young man was called Yang Fan. Like his name, he was an ordinary white-collar worker in the 21st century.
As an orphan, he relied on state subsidies to finish his education in a third-rate university. He found an ordinary job and successfully became an otaku who could neither starve to death nor afford to be rich.
Due to his identity as an orphan, he was a bit of a loner and did not have many friends. Therefore, she could only stay in her own little nest when she finally got to her rest day.
However, Yang Fan did not feel lonely because he loved reading novels, no matter what genre they were.
Since high school, Yang Fan had read at least a thousand online novels, even though they were all pirated.
In such an environment, Yang Fan had developed a skill, Ten Lines at a Glance.
His super-fast reading speed had caused him to be in a book shortage recently. He had finally found another novel that he could continue reading. It had been updated to more than a million words, but he finished it in less than two days.
"Sigh!"
Helpless, Yang Fan sighed heavily and jumped down from the bed. He stretched comfortably and walked to the window. Looking at the bright moonlight in the night sky, he closed his eyes and began to imagine himself becoming the main character in the novel.
Err...
This was actually Yang Fan's only way to comfort himself in all these years, other than reading novels.
When he read fantasy novels, he would fantasize about becoming a character like Xiao Yan. When she read entertainment novels, she would fantasize about becoming a big star. When he read martial arts novels, he would fantasize about becoming a grandmaster of a generation...
But now, he had just finished reading a novel about the primeval world. In his mind, he imagined himself returning to the primeval world, punching Laozi, kicking Zhunti Jieyin, drinking tea and playing chess with Taoist Ancestor Hongjun, and talking about life with Nvywa.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Fan felt that his legs were numb from standing. He slowly opened his eyes, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and sat in front of a slightly worn table.
In front of a pile of messy information, Yang Fan fiddled with it for a while and finally found an unused book.
Flipping open the first page of the book, Yang Fan took out a pen from somewhere and took a deep breath, as if he was about to do something earth-shattering.
After a long time, Yang Fan finally started writing and wrote a row of big words on the notebook: It
turned out that after Yang Fan's fantasy ended, he decided that since there were no more novels to read, why not write one himself? This seemed to satisfy his fantasies more. After all, he wrote it himself.
For this reason, Yang Fan made up his mind to go to the second-hand market tomorrow morning to buy a computer.
However, even if he didn't have a computer now, he didn't plan to wait until tomorrow. He decided to write something out first even if he had to write it by hand. Otherwise, he would definitely lose sleep at night.
"Tsk tsk, my handwriting is so beautiful!”Looking at the title that had already been written, Yang Fan's narcissistic mumble stared at these few big words, and a slightly wretched smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.
However, for some reason, he kept staring at the first chapter: Yang Fan, who had been reborn with the words 'Erlang God Yang Jian', felt his head spin even more, and the smile on the corner of his mouth had faded at some point.
Shocked, Yang Fan wanted to shift his gaze away, but he found that his entire body was no longer under his control. The few words on the book seemed to have a magical power, firmly sucking his mind.
As time passed, Yang Fan felt his head getting heavier and heavier, and his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.
"Swoosh!"
In the next moment, it recorded the first chapter: The book with the words 'Reborn Erlang God' suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.
At the same time, Yang Fan's vision instantly darkened, and he did not know anything.
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the Primordial World, the Great Tribulation of the Witches and Demons had passed, and the human race was thriving.
However, at this moment, because the tribulation had passed, the Heavenly Dao, which had gradually become clear, became very obscure and difficult to calculate with the descent of a purple qi.
Mount Shouyang, Mount Kunlun, Golden Turtle Island, Mount Numinous, Snail Palace.
The six Heavenly Dao Sages sensed the change in the heavenly secrets at the same time and frowned at the same time. They really did not know if it was good or bad that the Heavenly Dao phenomenon had appeared.
Perhaps the only one who did not frown was the one in the 33 heavens.
In a palace outside the 33 Heavens, an old Daoist opened his eyes."How is this possible? The heavenly secrets have changed.!”
This old Daoist carried a trace of disbelief and unconcealable joy. His gaze passed through the chaotic world where danger lurked everywhere, through the 33 Heavens Beyond, and landed on a peach blossom forest in the lower realm.
There, the hope of the Celestial Sect of Wonders would appear!
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