After the students on the playground looked away, there would be a few sneering glances that occasionally looked at Lu Hong, and Lu Hong also adapted to this gaze.

As the tail of the crane, you must have the consciousness of the tail of the crane, in the three years of Chiyan No. 2 Middle School, he has not learned anything else, at least he has learned to be silent.

Long Xiaolin also looked at Lu Hong, and suddenly saw that someone had noticed Lu Hong before himself.

At this moment, Ren Ting's eyes looked at Lu Hong quietly and indifferently, but there was some concern in the calm.

Long Xiaolin's eyes were slight, and some cold light appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Lu Hong also felt two unusual eyes looking at him, and when he looked up, he saw the separate gazes of Long Xiaolin and Ren Ting.

One is with some encouragement, and the other is a little harsh.

He once helped Ren Ting repair a very beloved crystal brain magic weapon, that crystal brain was a gift from one of her closest relatives to him, very precious, because there were very few parts on the market, so he was a dead horse doctor and asked Lu Hong to help her repair it, and in the end he didn't expect it to be repaired by Lu Hong.

Therefore, he also knew Ren Ting, but he didn't expect this to attract a slightly hateful gaze from the first person in the school.

Lu Hong lowered his head again and stood in the middle of the crowd of the miscellaneous fish class, not many people paid attention to him at this moment.

This is the advantage of the crane tail, I have stood in the lowest place, at most there will be people with unbalanced hearts who occasionally want to find some sense of accomplishment for themselves, and most of the time people will not see themselves.

As a soul who didn't belong to this world, Lu Hong didn't seem to have much resentment in his heart, and only he knew this secret.

Dongfang Lan, the director of the third year of high school, has put away the light curtain and continued to start his college entrance examination lecture.

Lu Hong was in no mood to listen to it, and he recalled the story of him and the world in his heart.

He originally lived in a place called Earth, and the hallmark of his time seemed to be that he was drunk with money, and he, too, saw money as the only goal of his struggle, and soon, all he had in his eyes was money.

I don't know what happened in the early morning, Lu Hong was wrapped in an incandescent light, he began to enter a half-asleep state, and time began to pass like chaos.

After an unknown amount of time, and I don't know how many regions he passed, he came here and appeared in a magic tomb where he dumped garbage.

There are mechanical scraps everywhere, and sometimes there is even something inscribed with a talisman called a magic weapon.

After a long time, Lu Hong realized that he had come to a place he didn't know at all, and he didn't know the reason, and he didn't know where he was going.

He survived in the magic treasure tomb, and there would be a kind of spaceship that regularly dumped garbage, and Lu Hong survived tenaciously with this garbage. But there were originally a lot of people living with this garbage in this magic weapon tomb, and they became Lu Hong's biggest enemy, perhaps Lu Hong was born with something called cunning in his bones, he intrigued with different gangs, and finally forced those gangs to reach an agreement and agreed that he would survive in the magic treasure tomb.

However, the conflicts will not stop, but they never dare to completely anger Lu Hong.

Thinking of this, some expectations appeared in Lu Hong's eyes.

If he was able to fight against those enemies who were much stronger than him, he relied on a law decision that he had cultivated by mistake.

The white light in his mind was quite mysterious, and he couldn't explore it with his divine thoughts at all, but just three years after he came to the Optimus Federation, when he was facing the siege of gangs around more than a dozen magic weapon tombs that day, some thoughts inexplicably appeared in his mind.

Lu Hong actually understood that this idea was a law decision, to be precise, it was a so-called law decision of the immortal court to temper immortal weapons, and the name was [refining technique].

By mistake, after this refining method was cultivated by Lu Hong, his physical body was surprisingly strong, and in the battle with the gangs, Lu Hong found that every time he was hit by the enemy, the white light surrounding the spiritual root in his head would be loosened, and he could be manipulated by his own mind, and some inexplicable thoughts would be added to his head, which seemed to be some knowledge.

Lu Hong also gradually gained a firm foothold, and he began to try to understand this world and the times, but all this made Lu Hong feel a little unbelievable.

In the superstar where he is located, he can clearly see the existence of the earth, and according to the time calculation, a full 50,000 years have passed since the era in which he lives!

To put it another way, the civilization that Lu Hong once existed was only a short-lived human civilization of thousands of years.

He clearly remembered the last day in his memory, from the underground of the earth, one after another immortal gates exuding an indescribable aura rose from the ground.

A kind of energy called psionic energy emanates from the center of the earth, and in the depths of the earth that humans have never explored, there are many legendary ancient sects!

These ancient sects are all sleeping and powerful cultivators, and they are different from the cultivators that ordinary people understand, and they actually control their own cultivation civilization.

At first, mortals and cultivators were able to coexist in harmony, but after three hundred years, cultivators found that the spiritual energy had been rapidly reduced by the devouring of a terrifying number of ordinary people, and the spiritual energy had become very impure, so the cultivators on the earth decided to carry out a great migration.

At that time, after three hundred years of development and abundant aura, the number of human beings reached the terrifying 10 billion mark.

With the terrifying ability to move mountains and seas, the mighty do not know how to combine several huge stars, several huge stars surround the earth, and the Superstar is one of the immigrant stars that surrounds the earth.

All this is so incredible, if he hadn't gradually adapted to this world, Lu Hong would have felt that all this was a dream, but all this told him that this was not a dream, it was true.

Today's earth is a holy place for several immigrant stars, where the spiritual energy is the most abundant, and the most powerful cultivators are also on the earth's holy land, although the area of the superstar is ten times that of the earth, but the spiritual energy here is more than a grade lower than that of the earth.

Lu Hong also gradually came to some realization, the era in which he lived, there were also a lot of bizarre mythological stories, maybe these stories are true, the powerful people who existed in the stories are just because some ancient times temporarily slept in the depths of the earth.

The civilization at that time was just a drop in the bucket of the entire Xiuzhen civilization.

There may be more secrets, but Lu Hong didn't find the slightest bit of information about this when he logged in to the spirit network. The permission system of the spirit network is very strict, and only when the strength is stronger can we understand what the human race has experienced in this 50,000-year era of great repair, and what may have happened a long, long time ago.

Finally, the college entrance examination pledge meeting passed in Lu Hong's cranky thoughts, and he also said goodbye to his friend Bai Feng, and rushed out of the school gate at the front of the crowd.

But as soon as he walked out of the school gate, several figures blocked him, and one of them was Long Xiaolin, the first person in the school.

Long Xiaolin's spiritual root has awakened to 9%, and he is already a quasi-cultivator, relying on the family's resources and his own talent, Long Xiaolin is very likely to become a real cultivator.

Standing in front of Long Xiaolin at this moment, Lu Hong had some doubts in his eyes, but there was no trace of nervousness in his heart, if this guy knew the world he lived in, the place called the magic weapon tomb, he would consider whether he would intercept him.

"Lu Hong, right, I heard that you and Ren Ting are very close, I, Long Xiaolin, have no objection to you approaching Ren Ting, but I want you to know that she is already a quasi-cultivator, her spiritual root has awakened to 8%, and she is a rare spiritual stream cultivator, and you ...... Your spiritual root doesn't seem to have awakened, so you have to know the gap between you and Ren Ting, I don't care if you have ambitions for Ren Ting or not, at least you can't surpass me, just die of this heart. Long Xiaolin seemed to explain an ordinary thing, and his tone was also light and arrogant.

Lu Hong's eyes flickered, is this guy provoking himself, compared to the enemies who lick blood on the tip of the sword in the magic weapon tomb, Long Xiaolin is not enough to see at all......

Without waiting for Lu Hong to speak, a female voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Long Xiaolin, last time I asked Lu Hong to help me repair a magic weapon, there is nothing between us, please don't mess around!"

The owner of the voice was Ren Ting, who was wearing an ordinary school uniform, her hair was combed into a ponytail, and her cheeks were flushed with a little blush because of anger, full of youthful atmosphere.

Long Xiaolin glanced at Lu Hong fiercely, it seemed to be a warning, Lu Hong really didn't have any big feelings about this kind of warning, and Ren Ting nodded slightly and left the school.

Ren Ting looked at Lu Hong's back, with some extremely vague regret in her eyes, more of a worry.