Doomsday Master

Yan Zhiyi is an orphan. He hasn't seen his parents since he was conscious. He grew up in an orphanage. On the earth where science and technology continue to develop, almost all people's lives can be taken care of by the government. Although it is a welfare institution, Yan Zhiyi has not been bullied. On the contrary, the food is good and the government is afraid that they will not be successful.

It’s just that, although there is no worries about eating and drinking, the children in the orphanage can learn the ability to form cliques without a teacher. Yan Zhiyi's life is good, but his temper is silent, and he is not liked by his friends. Sometimes these little friends often play tricks on Yan Zhi, such as tricking him out to play and letting him dove out, and the hurt Yan Zhiyi waited until the night without waiting for anyone; or they tricked him into cooking and washing clothes, saying it was a courtyard. Long commands and the like are endless. But Yan Zhiyi seems to believe that his friends are not malicious towards him and are often fooled. For this reason, the dean of the orphanage has said more than once that Yan Zhiyi is desperate, and he doesn't know if he has been tricked.

Such a happy life lasted approximately until he was fourteen years old.

Yan Zhiyi died during the mechanical modification operation, but the cause of death was not the failure of the operation.

When he was in the orphanage, the earth still seemed peaceful, but when he was fourteen years old, the earth suddenly fell into a civil war. At that time, the earth civilization, except for the mechanical transformers who could barely get the side of the combat civilization, almost everyone else had little ability to protect themselves. As the number of mechanical reformers grows larger and their status is higher and higher, they will naturally not be satisfied with their current status. When the mechanical reformers started a war in order to improve their status, several other planets coveting the earth's resources also quietly pushed behind them.

The war was endless and intensified. Naturally, it was impossible for the orphanage to continue. Yan Zhiyi was forced to disperse with his friends and find a way out by himself. But he is not an adult, and he doesn't even know what the outside world looks like. How difficult is it to live? For a long time, Yan Zhiyi could almost only live by cleaning the battlefield and picking up garbage that others don't want.

Gradually, Yan Zhiyi realized that if he wanted to live, he could only undergo mechanical surgery. In order to save enough money for the operation, Yan Zhi said that 364 days out of three hundred and sixty-five days a year passed hungry, so that his sixteen body looked no different from the fourteen-year-old. Before the operation, the doctor told Yan Zhiyi that his physique would be transformed successfully, and he was destined not to be such a powerful person. His body was too weak, his potential was not very good, and he would fail at any time. The risk is not worth the loss.

But Yan Zhiyi was determined to have surgery. Without surgery, he would always have to pick up trash behind others, worrying about his own life day and night, it would be better to be a mechanical reformer, at least able to choose the way of death by himself.

The mechanical modification operation was carried out all day and night. In order to save money, not many anesthetics were used. It was almost impossible for Yan Zhi to imagine how he insisted on completing the operation.

"Successful!" The doctor was about to congratulate Yan Zhiyi, when a shocking sound of artillery came from behind him.

Yan Zhiyi has not recovered from his ecstasy, his body has been blown into half by the flying shells. For him who had undergone mechanical modification surgery, this was not a fatal injury. But the doctor died in the flames of war, his body could not move, he could only slowly run out of blood and die. Falling from heaven to hell, but in an instant.

When Yan Zhiyi woke up again, he found a weird puppet in front of him, and then stumbled on the path of the tasker.

Whether his luck is good or bad, it is not good. Yan Zhiyi's character has always been cautious, and only when he threatened his life, he would sell his life to attack the enemy. In this state like a frightened hedgehog, Yan Zhi passed through the two worlds with difficulty. In the third world, he was almost half dead. At this time, Yan Zhiyi met the first noble man in his life.

That is a particularly powerful warrior.

The warrior walked to Yan Zhiyi's side and saw that he had no other power in his body and his xinxing was passable, so he asked him if he would like to learn martial arts with him. Yan Zhiyi had seen this martial artist's power with his own eyes, and of course he didn't disagree.

He studied with this martial artist for about two years and laid a little foundation. The martial artist gave him a martial arts secret book and told Yan Zhi that he is a candidate for the Wuxia Army. If Yan Zhi learns it later, he can try Go find him.

With martial arts in his life, although Yan Chengjiu can't kill the Quartet, at least he has the ability to protect himself, and he will not be the same as before. Once the items are exhausted, he will no longer be able to do anything. When choosing rewards, he Try to rely on martial arts. Gradually, he began to understand how powerful the Wuxia Legion was, and how much luck he had to get involved with them.

The longer Yan Zhiyi walked on the road of martial arts, the more he became fascinated by martial arts. Just like the rest of the Wuxia Army, he began to use martial arts as a lifelong pursuit. Even after the newcomer tried the world, he chose to move on, and did not stay long for his own world. However, Yan Zhiyi was still a little unbearable after all. He quietly buried all his martial arts secrets under the ground of different families, hoping that they would find out as soon as possible, so that the earth would not repeat the same mistakes and be planted in the hands of mechanical reformers.

When Yan Zhiyi broke through the realm of Master Swordsman, a member of the Wuxia Army came to pick him up. And this man later became Yan Zhiyi's best friend in the legion. A friend told him that the tasker who taught him martial arts accidentally died in a certain world. He mentioned the name of Yan Zhiyi when he was dying. He thought that Yan Zhiyi was a manufacturable material and hoped that the army Can give Yan Zhi a chance. In several inspections, Yan Zhiyi's performance is indeed good enough to be qualified to become a candidate for the team. When officially registering with the legion, Yan Zhiyi met his second and most important nobleman-Wu Huang Wushuang.

If Yan Zhiyi had just climbed to the foot of the Wuxue mountain, Wu Huang Wushuang would undoubtedly stand on the highest peak of Wuxue, like a beacon guiding the entire army to move in his direction. No one knows exactly what state of Wu Huang's martial arts has reached. As a candidate, the only thing that Yan Zhiyi knows is that Emperor Wu once flicked a mountain with one finger.

Is this the realm that manpower can reach?

After Yan Zhiyi broke through and became a master, his speed of progress slowed down. Compared with the team members' skill after hand, Yan Zhiyi's strength could hardly be used. As a result, Yanzhi thought more than once that he could become a candidate for the legion, is it because of the master's confession before his death, that he will give him extra face?

His heart inevitably became irritable.

"What's the matter with you?" Wu Huang sat in the air and glanced at Yan Zhiyi lightly. Yan Zhiyi almost instantly felt what is "the difference between heaven and earth". If it weren't for Wu Huang's innocence, he might be afraid at this moment. Has fallen to the ground and can't get up.

"Master Wu Huang." Yan Zhiyi backed away quickly, fearful and sincere.

"Your heart is upset." Emperor Wu said calmly, "I remember you were an alternate member, why, are you annoying?"

Facing the Emperor Wu head-on was something that Yan Zhiyi couldn't even think of. On weekdays, with his friends, seeing the Emperor Wu from a distance makes him very excited. If it were on weekdays, Yan Zhiyi would be so excited that he couldn't even speak. But today he has not made any progress due to martial arts. It was just when he was upset and dejected. He was overwhelmed by the depression in his heart with awe of the Emperor Wu, but he was able to speak the whole thing normally.

"Master Wu, I don't think I'm suitable for martial arts." Yan Zhi smiled bitterly. "I have stayed in the realm of the young master for forty years. I have already begun to make breakthroughs than my subsequent disciples. Only I am still in place. Step. Maybe when the newcomer tried, I should choose to stay, instead of occupying the legion's quota for nothing and wasting the legion's resources."

"It's only forty years." Wu Huang said lightly, "Since you can become a candidate for the team, you naturally have your extraordinary skills. The martial arts together is never about speed, but about your heart."

"Heart?"

"Heart to Wu." Emperor Wu nodded, "Martial arts is something that requires your whole-hearted investment and does not necessarily get rewarded. From the very beginning, it will pick up the learner's talent, roots, understanding, and even opportunities. Inner skill. Fa and magic weapons may have different effects on martial arts. Martial arts in the early stage rely on the body, but in the later stage, it must be separated from the body. Do you regret ever practicing martial arts?"

"Of course not." Yan Zhi replied without preferential treatment.

"If not, why are you in a hurry?"

That night, Yan Zhi got a few words of advice from Emperor Wu, which made him startled. However, when he wanted to thank the Emperor Wu, the Emperor Wu disappeared without a trace. Probably for him, pointing to a junior was just a matter of convenience, but he didn't know that for Yan Zhiyi, it was a major event that would affect his life.

Yan Zhi changed his previous depression and worked hard to do the task.

Originally, he was almost given up by many team members because of the previous events. They believed that he was hopeless to turn right. He didn't want him to be reborn, so he started to work hard again to make up for the time wasted.

After such a survey, another thirty years have passed.

After Yan Zhiyi went out for the last single-player mission and returned, he found that the atmosphere in the Wuxia Army had changed.

Before he left, almost everyone in the legion would not waste any time. They kept their inner strengths running constantly. Before dawn, countless people began to practice on the field. But now, the practitioners actually account for less than one-third?

Almost immediately, Yan Zhiyi found his friend and asked what had happened. Why did he come back from a mission and the army changed a lot?

"Therefore, your mission was also very successful this time. The people in the legion said that you can turn to the right." The friend first avoided and refused to answer, but tried to divert Yan Zhiyi's attention with another topic until Yan Zhiyi saw it. It looked like he was going to get angry, and his friend slowly explained the reason for the matter.

During the period when Yan Zhiyi was on the mission, the deputy commander of the Wuxia Army was replaced by another person, and that person took the elixir of life.

No matter how high the martial arts of the former deputy commander is, facing an opponent whose martial arts is worse than him but can't beat him, he still can't hold it and loses. This newly promoted deputy commander is not unkind, but his philosophy is completely different from that of the former deputy commander. What makes people even more concerned is that the new deputy commander was instructed by Lord Wu Huang.

"Even if we practice martial arts well, we are only mortal bodies, and will always be injured by different sharp weapons. But taking the elixir is not the same, we will not die. The elixir of life is rare, but the pure elixir of life is rare. But it's not that difficult to get it. Therefore, when you become a full member of the team, you can also have an elixir. From then on, you don't have to be afraid of anyone." The friend said happily. ,

"Have you eaten too?" Yan Zhiyi asked his friend without answering.

"En." The friend nodded.

"But taking the immortal medicine is equivalent to completely binding the body and spirit, and you want to get out of it in the future..." Before Yan Zhiyi was finished, his friend interrupted him first.

"So, do you know how difficult it is to break through the innate and walk the path of the immortal?" my friend asked Yan Zhiyi, "Even if you are Lord Wu Huang, you will walk alone on the immortal road without anyone around him. You can rely on. After taking the Immortal Medicine, all of us will have the ability to surpass our innate ability. We are superhuman in the mission world. As long as we are not dead at all, we can slowly come back to life. In the mission world, we must first Only by living can we talk about other things!"

"...Does Master Wu Huang think so too?" Yan Zhiyi could hardly believe it. Taking the immortal medicine was equivalent to self-determining his future. He didn't believe in Master Wu Huang and didn't stop it at all.

"I've said it." My friend replied, "This is what Master Wu Huang meant. How many of us can break through the innate? For so many years, there is only one Master Wu Huang, so you Don't be horny."

Yan Zhiyi could hardly believe it.

Tomorrow, when he instructed him on martial arts, Lord Wu Huang also showed a positive attitude. Why did he choose such a result now? Immortality is not bad, it's just that Yan Zhiyi couldn't accept it. Such a decision came from Emperor Wu.

The matter of Yan Zhi's delay in applying for regularization still began to circulate in the Wuxia Army. Several members of the regiment saw him take the horns and directly fought with Yan Zhiyi.

There is no doubt that Yan Zhi loses thoroughly.

"Yan Zhiyi, you can see clearly that this is the power of the elixir." A member of the team looked at Yan Zhiyi who fell to the ground and said, "You used to be able to fight with me for at least one day, but now, in half a day, you have already Lose thoroughly. Because I won't be injured, I won't die, but your physical strength will be exhausted, and you won't be able to maintain a complete victory for a long time. This is the way Lord Wu Huang is looking for us. Don't be stubborn."

Is he stubborn?

Yan Zhiyi turned his head slightly and saw a corner of Lord Wu Huang's clothes.

Something seems to be falling apart in the belief in my heart.

Yan Zhi was hesitant, and when he was troubled, he used props to peep into the world he was in.

After taking a peek, he discovered that his world was about to be destroyed again.

When he passed the trial of newcomers, he only smoothly extended the life of the world for so many decades. It stands to reason that the extra decades are enough for the world to generate new taskers. But what Yan Zhiyi didn't expect was that none of these taskers would survive. The earth today is more devastated than it was when he died. And the secret books he deliberately hid were just regarded as dispensable historical materials by those families, and had not taken it seriously at all.

Should he stay in the legion and live according to Lord Wu's will or go back to save his own world?

Yan Zhiyi quickly made a choice.

If he continues to stay in the legion, one day he will become less like himself, or he will directly resent the Emperor Wu. Before reaching this point, he must leave the legion, and also give his world a chance.

If the world were to be destroyed, he would become a wanderer and would never have a place to go back. In other worlds, he would be just an outsider and would never be accepted. Yan Zhiyi has no resentment towards his own world, on the contrary, he still somewhat likes his own world.

At least he lived so smoothly on the earth that he has been blessed by many people.

At this time, maybe it was God who really helped him make a decision.

Yan Zhiyi used his savings to exchange for a return item card, A-level items, he can freely choose a period of time to live in his own world, but it is not as bad as a vacation card.

As the price of leaving the legion, everything he had obtained from the legion had to be taken back, even the props he owned had to be turned in as compensation, and all martial arts abolished and started all over again. For his decision, his friends almost thought he was crazy.

Yan Zhiyi also felt that he was really crazy.

His worship of Emperor Wu is almost inscribed in his bones, but his Tao is different and he doesn't seek each other. He and Wu Huang's ideas have completely gone on two paths, and the differences will inevitably grow bigger and bigger in the future. This is by no means what Yan Zhi would like to see. On the contrary, he hopes that he will be able to pass on martial arts in his own world. If the world is on the verge of destruction in the future, the newly-appearing taskers will still have some ability to protect themselves.

If you don't remember everything, you won't be disappointed or resentful.

He is sorry for the painstaking persuasion of his friends, and for the concern and love of his friends. But whether the former Emperor Wu, or the master who once taught him martial arts, the things he instilled in him have always been the same. Those who practice martial arts are bound to have the heart to the Tao.

Perhaps, he really is a dead-hearted eye, and there is no sand in his eyes. He has been following the statements of Master and Emperor Wu until now, and he can no longer change his mind. Now he cannot change the legion, nor can he say who is right or wrong. There will be no need for a member of the legion who defies the head of the legion, Yan It won't make myself such a person.

So he chose to change himself.

When Yan Zhiyi returned to Earth, he was still sixteen years old.

Just underwent a memory cleaning operation, it does not mean that the memory will disappear all at once, but will gradually forget everything. The time is about three days. In these three days, any mark he wants to make will not succeed. Because the world consciousness will not allow the existence of the tasker to be recorded.

Yan Zhiyi still had a martial arts secret book on him, which was left to him by the people of the legion.

In order to be able to return to martial arts after losing his memory, Yan Zhiyi buried this secret book in front of the room. This is the only dilapidated house he owns, and even if he loses all his memories, he will know the situation around the house well.

In the next three days, Yan Zhiyi began to stroll around.

When he came back, the world hadn't fallen into a desperate situation. He deliberately came back nearly a hundred years in advance, using this one hundred years of time to do something for the world, and thoroughly carry forward Gu Wu in this world.

On the third day, Yan Zhiyi's memory was a little unclear.

He can barely remember that he was once a tasker, and now he has returned to his own world. I remembered the names of Emperor Wu and his friends, but forgot what they looked like.

"Wow-wow -"

When Yan Zhiyi was about to go home, he found an extra baby on the side of the road.

The baby is very small, probably only a few months old. Yan Zhiyi hugged her in his arms and realized that the baby's body was quite weak. Even if he was sent to the hospital, he probably didn't have much time to live. But if she still has internal strength, she can slowly nourish her internal organs, enough to support her to live.

Yan Zhiyi held the baby in his arms, waiting for the moment when the memory completely disappeared.

...

"Strange, why am I here?" Yan Zhiyi looked at the baby in his arms and couldn't help but frown. Would you like to send her to the orphanage? But looking at the appearance of this little baby, even if he was sent to the orphanage, he might not have a few days to live.

When Yan Zhiyi went home to get the baby something to eat, he found a martial arts secret book buried in the backyard, and the things recorded in this secret book could keep the baby girl alive.

Well, then raise it yourself!

Sixty years later.

Yan Zhiyi became a master again, and began to accept apprentices to spread his martial arts. And his daughter also successfully lived through the coming-of-age ceremony, and is now a slim and beautiful girl. The only thing that annoys Yan Zhi is probably that this daughter is too introverted. This can't be blamed on her, her health is very bad, and Yan Zhiyi often uses internal force to nourish her internal organs. How can he become lively if he stays at home?

It's just that Yan Zhi never expected that this seemingly introverted daughter would elope because she liked a mechanical reformer and feared that he would disagree? This stupid daughter, although he is opposed to the genre of Mechanical Transformers, how could he force her to give up happiness? If the daughter doesn't understand, doesn't the man understand either?

By the time Yan Zhiyi received his daughter's call again, more than ten years had passed. When he arrived, his daughter was dying. Her husband quarreled with others and died, even when he gave birth with her.

"Dad, I'm sorry." The daughter smiled weakly at Yan Zhiyi, "You worked so hard to raise me, but I failed your kindness. I hope my child can follow you with the surname Yan, hope He can replace me with you in the future..."

Yan Zhiyi hugged his silly daughter and his grandson tightly.

Okay, this kid will follow him from now on.

Yan Chengjiu.