Chapter 156: The First Immortal of the Ten Thousand Worlds Zhou Tian

In Su Luo's mind, it is likely that the unlucky guy has encountered the same situation as himself.

Deliberately killing a host, violating the core principles of the system, and being warned that it was a certain existence, or simply some higher-level rule.

Because of the conflict between the rules of the system and the rules of the higher level, an accident occurred in the process of breaking through the barrier of the plane, and there was an error in the system rules of a slightly weaker level, and that guy would come to the earth by mistake.

In this way, it seems to explain why the system was easily blown up by its own play.

Because- he's already broken the rules once before!

Of course, these are just Su Luo's guesses, as for the specific truth, I'm afraid that he can only get the answer after the resurrection of the Ten Thousand Worlds Creation System, or after he transcends the thing that guy has always wanted to transcend but doesn't even know what he wants to transcend.

Descending to the top of a mountain that was thousands of feet high, Su Luo checked his condition and found that he had not suffered any damage except for the error in his destination.

In this way, Su Luo was relieved a lot.

As for the warning of the higher-level rules, Su Luo was not too worried.

After all, he was not prepared to travel to those worlds that were too high in level and might be exposed to gain benefits by the purpose of trapping the host.

Now, his evolution is not slow, and there is no need to do that.

The reason why this fat woman was given such a play was because she deserved to die, and it was completely based on the principle of waste utilization.

Without being too entangled, after making sure that this accident did not have much impact on him, Su Luo began to observe the surrounding environment.

Now, the scope of his analysis of the rules has already broken through to a radius of 10,000 meters while entering the Transformation God Realm, and in an instant, he can analyze the rule information on the entire mountain.

As for his own divine thoughts, he can envelop thousands of miles in a circle and see everything in his eyes.

Of course, because he didn't know what kind of world he was in now, for the sake of safety, he didn't use his ability to analyze, but slowly expanded his divine thoughts and probed the surroundings.

Divine thoughts spread, 100 meters, 10,000 meters, 100,000 meters, 100,000 meters, millions of meters.

Within a thousand miles, Su Luo saw beasts with spiritual intelligence, saw the elixir of flowers and fruits containing spiritual energy, saw towns and towns, and saw traffickers and pawns in the towns.

It's just that most of the people he saw were ordinary people.

Even if there are some who are slightly stronger than ordinary people, they are only equivalent to the innate realm of martial arts, and there are very few who have even reached the realm of martial arts grandmasters.

According to the analysis of high probability, Su Luo felt that this should either be a world where the level was similar to that of the Fengyun World.

Of course, it is not excluded that it is a relatively high-level world, and a remote region may be located.

Just as Su Luo was about to continue to expand his divine thoughts, in the midst of his divine thoughts, in a valley, a fruit growing twelve the size of vermilion dragon's eyes caught his attention.

The magic power of shrinking the ground into inches was exerted, and when he reached his current realm, he had already crossed the domain and appeared on the edge of the fruit tree like a teleportation.

Raising his hand, Su Luo unceremoniously picked off the twelve fruits the size of a dragon's eye one by one.

While Su Luo was picking the fruit, the leaf brush trembled, and a small squirrel with a snow-white body burst out of the leaves like a sharp arrow, biting Su Luo's wrist.

It's just that before he got close to Su Luo and felt the momentum on Su Luo's body, the little squirrel's body slammed and retreated back to the tree at a faster speed than when he came.

This strange scene, Su Luo's hand movements were slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but show a smile.

Raising his hand, the little squirrel's body fell into his hand uncontrollably, and at the same time, Su Luo also felt the little squirrel's inner thoughts through mind reading.

At this time, the little squirrel's heart kept warning himself: Hold back! Be sure to hold back! This person can't be messed with!

The cuteness of the little squirrel made Su Luo wonder.

Raise your hand and throw a scarlet fruit into the little squirrel's mouth.

The fruit melts in the mouth, turning into an aura that nourishes the body of the little squirrel.

Visible to the naked eye, the snow-white fluff of the little squirrel's body has become more shiny, and the consciousness in its eyes has become more and more obvious.

Feeling the changes in his body, the little squirrel bowed to Su Luo in the palm of Su Luo's hand, and at the same time, there was a sadness in his heart.

Obviously, it was his own Zhu Guo, but he was robbed of eleven of them, and only one was kept for himself, because of this fruit, he still has to be grateful to Dade.

"You little one, that's interesting."

Looking at the clever appearance of the little squirrel, Su Luo couldn't help but wonder.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just received a two-ha-bah and just received a unicorn as a host, he would have really chosen this little squirrel as the host now.

Thinking of the little squirrel's belly, Su Luo thought about it, flipped his hand, and a red and purple vermilion fruit that was several times larger than the little squirrel had eaten just now appeared in his hand.

At the sight of this fruit, the little squirrel's eyes lit up at once.

He could feel that even his twelve fruits together would not be as good for him as the one in the hands of this unprovoked human.

Seeing the longing in the little squirrel's eyes, Su Luo shook the fruit in his hand.

"Want to? If you want, I'll ask you a few questions, and after answering, this thousand-year-old vermilion fruit is yours. ”

Listening to Su Luo's words, the little squirrel squeaked and squeaked at Su Luo with his teeth and claws, his eyes full of eagerness.

What to do? What to do? It seems that I want this thousand-year-old vermilion fruit, but I can't speak yet!

Listening to the little squirrel's heart, Su Luo couldn't help but want to laugh again.

"Okay, it's okay if you can't speak, I'll ask, you can think of the answer you want to say in your heart!"

Huh?

The little squirrel is confused, is this okay?

Raising his head, he glanced at Su Luo suspiciously, and when he saw Su Luo nodding, the little squirrel nodded cutely.

"Let me ask you, is there a legendary immortal in this world?"

Since animals can open their minds, and since there is such an existence as Zhu Guo, it should be a world of one or two immortal heroes.

It's just that I don't know what level of Xianxia world it has reached.

Hearing this, the little squirrel raised his head and glanced at Su Luo in puzzlement.

At the same time, Su Luo read his heart: Aren't you the legendary immortal?

Su Luo smiled bitterly, knowing that this little guy didn't understand what he meant.

After thinking about it, he asked in a different way.

"Let's ask, do you know what kind of cultivation sects there are in this world?"

The little squirrel nodded.

"What are the sects, and what are the strong ones?"

Seeing that the little squirrel in the Qi refining period nodded, Su Luo then asked.

After asking three questions in a row, Su Luo suddenly felt in his heart - it turned out that it was this world!

At the same time, he threw the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo in his hand to the little squirrel, Su Luo waved his hand at the little squirrel who worshiped him again and again, and the whole person had already flown away from this valley under his feet.

"A long, long time ago, there were no immortals on the land of Shenzhou.

But since ancient times, human beings have seen the world around them, all kinds of strange things, lightning and thunder, natural and man-made disasters, countless casualties, and sorrow, which is by no means done by man, nor can human beings resist.

Then I thought that above the nine heavens, there were all kinds of gods, and under the nine shadows, it was also the place where the ghosts returned, the hall of Yama.

So the saying of the gods spread in the world, countless people are in awe of the gods, yearning for the immortal gods to live forever, and master the power of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea to pick up the stars and take the moon.

As a result, there were the earliest practitioners in this world.

Generations of people have practiced, and gradually, people have really come to study the method of cultivation.

Since then, there have been immortals and gods in this world, and we call them practitioners.

And today, the story we want to tell is that it happened in Qingyun Mountain, which is not far from us.

Everyone in Qingyun Mountain should know that it is the sect that holds the bull's ear of today's Taoist cultivators.

However, it was under such a top-notch righteous sect that three days ago, there was a tragedy that destroyed the door.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, there is a grass temple village.

Three days ago"

In Heyang City, in a bookstore, Su Luo sat in the crowd, ordinary, without any sense of standing out from the crowd, and even subconsciously ignored his existence.

And on the platform facing him, an old man with fairy wind bones, crane hair and childish face, silver hair has long been like snow, but the skin on his face is as ruddy and delicate as a baby, is talking about the story of the immortals.

Of course, no one can figure out whether what he said is true or false.

Even, many people suspect that although Qingyun Mountain is not far from Heyang City, it is not a distance to go out.

If the news of Tianda wants to reach this Heyang City, unless the immortals send a letter, it will take ten days and a half to spread.

How could the storyteller be able to tell the story only three days after it had happened?

Of course, the skeptic ghost suspects, and listening to the book is a pleasure.

More people, regardless of whether what the storyteller said is true or not, anyway, it is enough to talk wonderfully, and it is enough for them to listen to it.

When the old man talked about the wonderful points, such as the fighting method between the man in black and the old monk, one of them used the secret sword and thunder magic trick that was not passed down by the clouds, and the other used the great magic of the Buddha to fight against the enemy, many people stood up excitedly, as if one of the two people who fought was himself.

Such a story naturally wins a full house.

Therefore, when the old man's story ended, leaving a little suspense and taking a picture of the shocking wood, the copper plates for the reward were fluttering like snowflakes, and there were some broken silver of one or two coins.

"Thank you! Thank you, Judges! ”

"Thank you! Thank you for breaking the bank! ”

The old man thanked him, grinned and collected the money from the audience, and his heart was overjoyed.

These fools are easy to cheat with their money, and my old man only made them pay me willingly with a little polish.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later, when the enthusiastic audience dispersed, that the old man collected his money, walked out of the bookstore, and before leaving, he bought two strings of sugar gourds at the door of the bookstore and wrapped them.

Walking on the way home, touching the money in his arms, the old man's heart was still thinking about the scene where his girl squinted her big eyes and called her grandfather after seeing the sugar gourd, and her face was filled with a smile.

Just when the old man thought that the girl had grown up a year old and had to buy her two new clothes, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Host, please stay."

Chirping!

Almost at the moment when the voice sounded, the crane-haired and child-faced old man stopped.

His eyes looked around vigilantly, as if trying to find the person who had conveyed the sound to him. Mobile phone users should browse and read for a better reading experience.