The Blood Demon lost his bet.

He never thought that the entire Dengxiantai was actually Wu Chong's people. As soon as he finished reporting it, it was accepted, and the female fairy official directly sent him to mine, making him the first miner since the birth of the fairy world.

It's too dark.

The referees and athletes are all their own people, and I am an outsider when they co-author!

After sending away the Blood Demon, Lian Xing arranged some simple tasks for the others, all of which were left by Wu Chong in the stone tablet, and they were all related to the construction of the immortal realm.

A group of pink immortals who flew up began a new pioneering work.

Outside the world, Wu Chong looked at the gray and black world in front of him.

When I stand outside the world again, I can still feel the sense of oppression coming from inside the world.

Even if he has a True Immortal Cultivator now, he still has no way to influence this world, and if he enters, his own rules will still be suppressed. Because the rules of this world are stronger than him, under different rules, there is no way for true immortals to twist it, and they need to start all over again.

Except for Da Luo.

This also strengthened Wu Chong's determination to preach Daluo.

He didn't want his fate to be rewritten by someone else one day.

The gray particles touch the palm of the hand, and the power surrounding the hand is peeled away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wu Chong withdrew his palm, and his entire palm was absorbed by the wear.

He tried it just now, using the True Immortal Rules he had written to touch this world, but he was rewritten as soon as he touched it. In front of the rules of this world, his true immortal rules are pseudo-laws and are not recognized. In this case, his hand that invaded the world was naturally swallowed and assimilated by the world.

I sensed that it would become 'flower fertilizer', which should be the reason.

"There's the Lord of the World in it."

Wu Chong's eyes flickered, his path was different from that of most of the world masters in the Chaos Layer.

The Lord of the World lives on the world, and everything is pinned on the world, but his immortal path is more of a plunder, a distortion.

Just as the panel gave him at the time of his sermon.

He is a vain preacher, a loophole in order!

"It's just a matter of learning from the differences, so you don't have to be so nervous."

Wu Chong sealed the power in his body and once again put his hand in. This time, he managed to enter the world.

When he opened his eyes again, Wu Chong found himself sitting in an old wooden house, and the cold wind was howling outside, and the cold wind poured in through the gaps, making him shiver for a while.

It's a dilapidated old house.

As if it would collapse at any moment, the moldy wooden planks and the wooden doors pulled by wire made a strange noise in the cold wind. The window on the left side was made of paper, and the four corners were nailed with wooden planks, and the people inside the room made some preparations to resist the cold wind.

Wu Chong raised his hand, he was just an ordinary person in this world, and he didn't have extraordinary strength.

An imprint.

It's the limit of what he can send in, and the traces of life are the power of a higher dimension, recognized by this world. That's why he appeared in this world. Everything other than life is not recognized in this world, it is alien, it is fantasized.

"It's really different."

Wu Chong tried to invoke the power of the delusional path here, trying to use the power of the delusional way to restore his strength.

But after communicating, I found that this kind of 'Tao' does not exist in this world at all.

He is like a story from a bedtime fairy tale, which only exists in fantasy.

If, one day, his delusional path can be written in all the heavens and all worlds and recognized by all the worlds, then he will also be enlightened. At that time, no matter where he goes, he will have eternal power, and he will not be constrained by the rules of the world.

The storm lasted for a day and a night before stopping.

In the middle, the wooden house almost collapsed several times, and in order to support this only safe haven, Wu Chong also used tools to help strengthen it several times, and finally survived.

When I opened the wooden door, it was silvery white outside.

The blizzard had submerged the wooden doors, and the traces of the wind left one trail after another on the silvery white snow.

Whoa!

A black letter bird flew in from afar and landed precisely on the mailbox at the door.

Black Evil Bird.

A special letter bird that has been domesticated, capable of crossing wind and snow, and is extremely resistant to cold.

Wu Chong walked over and removed the bamboo tube from the letter bird's leg, and at the same time, the memory of this world in his mind slowly revived.

In this world, he is the second son of an official eunuch family, with an eldest brother above and a little sister below.

The little sister is already married, and women get married very early in this era. The father is not a big official, and he can barely ensure that their family has no worries about food and clothing. Due to the influence of the subconscious, Wu Chong, who has no awakening memory, has been pursuing extraordinary power according to instinct. In order to ask for immortals over the years, he didn't know how much money he had spent, and even his studies were wasted.

This wooden house was the practice site of a 'hermit master' that he had bought three months ago at a high price.

In order to gain the recognition of the hermit masters, the predecessor also lived here.

I lived until the snow covered the mountain, and then I woke up from my memory.

"Seventeen years is just to cross a world barrier, and it takes seventeen years."

After sorting out his memories, Wu Chong also understood his current situation.

He didn't know if the hermit master was real, but he knew that if he didn't take advantage of the snow to stop falling down the mountain this time, then what was waiting for him might really starve to death.

The difference in the world has not yet been found, and the path of enlightenment has not yet begun, so you can't just starve to death in the mountains.

"My father is critically ill, return quickly."

The content of the letterhead is very simple, it was written by the eldest brother.

The Black Evil Bird is one of the most mainstream means of communication in this world, which can sense the location of the messenger through blood.

"I can't go down the mountain."

Closing the wooden door, Wu Chong simply prepared a little dry food, put on the animal skin coat prepared by his predecessor, and stepped on the snow to go down the mountain.

He had to be in touch with human society.

Use the knowledge of the entire civilization to accelerate his accumulation.

In the process, we also need to continue to trial and error to see if we can survive in this world by changing the logic.

This can be regarded as Wu Chong's first attempt at the way of Da Luo.

After all, the road he walked had not been walked before, so every step was full of thorns.

"When you are done, you will go to the place where the Lord of the World gathers, although the path is different, there must be something to learn from."

The wind and snow howled, and soon drowned out the footprints of the descendants.

Not long after Wu Chong descended the mountain, the wooden house welcomed his original owner.

A man like a savage returned to the wooden house with a black bamboo knife, and behind him, dragged a snow wolf more than three meters long. The red blood line stained the snow outside.

The wild man first looked around as he entered the house, and finally his gaze fell on the bulging bed.

The silhouette looked like someone was sleeping.

Swish!

Without half a word of nonsense, the bamboo knife slashed through a cold light and chopped directly on the wooden bed.

"Worm!"

The cotton wool flew, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of the savage's mouth in the dust.

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