Yi Tianyang never dreamed that he could come to the distant central country in his life.

When he heard his father tell him that he would lead a few elites from the Yi family to Dazhou, he felt that his father was crazy.

It was not until Zhuge Yu's appearance that he realized that all this was true.

When he arrived at the Kyoto of Great Zhou, looked at the magnificent city block, the medicine fields that could not be seen at the end under the cloud boat, and the brilliant palaces in the city, Yi Tianyang felt that he was dreaming.

After nearly ten days of coming here, he still hadn't fully adapted, especially when Wu Yunfan quietly told him that he was about to take over the thousand-year-old castle, he almost fainted.

The people of Yan never believe that there will be good things in the sky that there will be pies falling. It is even more impossible for a man like Yi Tianyang to believe it, but all this is true!

This is no wonder.

Yi Tianyang grew up in Qingyun City, the border of Yan State, which was a place where there was no hope at all. The Yi family was once just a small family in Qingyun City.

In his father's words, small families like them with insufficient background may not be able to become the Yu family in Qingyun City after three generations of accumulation.

After three generations, they may not be able to leave Qingyun City.

Even if a genius like Yi Qianmo appears in the family, it will take at least three generations of accumulation before they are qualified to enter the Kyoto of Yan State, but it is absolutely impossible to become a wealthy family.

If you have left Yan State within ten generations, your hope is very small!

However, without ten generations, or even one generation, they walked out of Qingyun City, Yan State, and came to this legendary central dynasty.

The Holy Land Pill Alliance is close at hand, and the King of Zhou is in the palace in the distance, only a wall away from them!

Yi Tianyang these days is like an ant on a hot pan, and he is not in the mood to enjoy all this.

Although he was born in Qingyun City, the fierce conflict caused by the Great Yi Sword Art told him that if virtue is not worthy of his position, there will be disaster.

For the Yi family, who has no background at all, suddenly taking over such a huge foundation will inevitably attract countless spys. With a move in this big Zhou, there are too many forces that can destroy the Yi family!

What's more, he didn't know why the Yi family was so lucky. Even though his nephew Yi Qianmo was a disciple of the Dan League, Yi Qianmo was no longer there.

"The old man has always been very rational. Why can't he see the situation clearly this time?"

Yi Tianyang fell into extreme crisis and depression.

At this moment, the door was pushed open and Wu Yunfan appeared in front of him. Beside him was a young man with a familiar face.

"I have met Lord Wu, and I have met... Qian... Qianye!" Yi Tianyang subconsciously walked forward.

He was not blinded by the glitz in front of him. The more than ten years of suppression in Qingyun City gave Yi Tianyang a sense of crisis far beyond ordinary people.

Although Wu Yunfan respects him so much, he knows that he has nothing worthy of respect for the other party. Behind his politeness, there may be murderous intent hidden behind him.

"You guys talk!" Wu Yunfan said, then closed the door.

Yi Qianmo nodded and walked in, but Yi Tianyang was a little restless. He didn't know what consequences would bring to the Yi family next.

If he had made a choice, he would not be willing to come to the Great Zhou at all. He would rather hide in Qingyun City and live his small life. After all, no matter how dangerous the place was, it would not cause trouble to the Yi family to exterminate the clan.

"Mr. Qianye, did you arrange all this... all of this?" Yi Tianyang mustered up the courage to ask.

But he lowered his head and didn't even dare to look at Yi Qianmo.

"Yes." Yi Qianmo said, "Why don't you look up and look at me?"

Yi Tianyang did not dare to raise his head, lowered his head respectfully, and said, "Mr. Qianye, can you tell me why?"

"If you raise your head, you will know why!" Yi Qianmo's voice also resumed.

Yi Tianyang, who lowered his head, was stunned at first because the voice was a little familiar, but he didn't dare to guess.

Yi Qianmo has been locked up in the Yu family for thirteen years, and he didn't really have much time to really have interactions with this third uncle, and Yi Tianyang's voice was naturally not as sensitive as he imagined.

He thought for a long time before he raised his head tremblingly. When he saw the familiar face, he was stunned.

He slapped himself in the face at the first time, then looked around. Seeing that there was no one else, he stared at Yi Qianmo, trembling all over and said, "Qian... Qianmo... is it... you?"

"It's me!"

Yi Qianmo knelt on one knee and said, "Uncle San, it was not convenient to reveal his identity when he was at home before, so you were wronged."

Yi Tianyang subconsciously helped him up and said in a trembling voice: "It's really... it's really you, it's really Qianmo, you... you are not dead? What's going on?"

Yi Qianmo immediately told Yi Tianyang the whole process. Although it sounded calm, Yi Tianyang widened his eyes.

Even if Yi Qianmo didn’t say it, he could feel the danger in this. You must know that even if the Yi family accumulates ten generations, they may not be able to finish the road, but Yi Qianmo alone has finished it!

It was not until this moment that Yi Tianyang realized that it was the old man's instructions before he left, so he could come with peace of mind. It turned out that it was not that the old man was crazy, but that he had no courage to imagine.

When Yi Qianmo finished speaking, Yi Tianyang approached, touched Yi Qianmo's face, held his hand, and finally gave him a heavy hug, muttering to himself: "The living is not dreaming, really is not dreaming!"

Yi Qianmo understood the excitement of Uncle San and could also understand his shock that could not be expressed in words.

If he had not obtained the memory of his ancestors and allowed him to experience all this, he might not have been able to be more calmer than his third uncle.

Yi Qianmo poured him a cup of tea, Yi Tianyang drank it all in one gulp, gasped for a long time, and then gradually calmed down.

"Qianmo, we... let's go back to Yan State!"

Yi Tianyang's face was full of decadence, and his eyes were filled with fear of the future.

"Hmm?" Yi Qianmo frowned and said, "Uncle San, isn't this place good?"

"This place...it's good, but Qianmo, you have to understand one thing. All this in front of you is too heavy for the Yi family!"

Yi Tianyang said, "Without the accumulation of dozens of generations, how could you get such a big plate? Where can you enjoy such a wealth? The Yi family is not ready at all, and all this exists just because of you. If you are gone one day, the Yi family will inevitably be destroyed!"

Yi Qianmo understood the third uncle's concerns. He walked from Yan State to today. Yi Qianmo also saw through many things. Without absolute strength, he could not protect what he wanted, nor could he protect the people he wanted!

"Uncle San, I can understand your mood and worries, but... we can no longer look back!"

Yi Qianmo shook his head and said, "The road to the highest is not allowed to retreat. Even if you want to retreat, your enemies may not think so, so... we can only move forward, make ourselves stronger and the family stronger!"

Yi Tianyang's tone stopped and he lowered his head again, but in a moment, a glimmer flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "Qianmo, Uncle San can't help you, Uncle San has only this life. I will die for the sake of my family!"
Chapter completed!