The spear is pitch black and has a leather wrap at the tip.

When I tore open the package, it was a dark blue spear head, and a scarlet spike of spear.

Look carefully, on the body of the gun, there is a dragon carving.

"Son, you come out first, I still have a few words to explain."

My mind moved, and my mind returned to my body.

Grandpa said in a condensed voice, "This spear, named Zangxue, is a weapon handed down by the power that shuttled between the human world and the immortal world thousands of years ago."

"The runes of this weapon are incompatible with the human realm, so they cannot be used."

"Maybe when you go to the fairy world, you can find out the mystery on your own."

"Once you reach the fairy world, you have powerful spells for each other, and you have to rely on personal weapons to really fight hard."

"The crystal you swallow is the core of a collapsed small world, and it can be regarded as a small world."

"You can plant spiritual materials and raise spiritual pets in it."

"But any spiritual creature that has no ability to resist and is included in it by you will be branded with a soul mark and obey your call."

"With this thing, after you go to the fairy world, you don't have to worry about being robbed of your storage ring because of your wealth."

Accepting my grandfather's farewell gift, I was speechless with tears in my eyes, and respectfully kowtowed to my grandfather three times.

Perhaps from the very beginning, Grandpa had already expected that I would leave here and go to the ethereal fairy world.

What he said before was nothing more than an elder, a kind of care for the juniors who were eager to leave home and get ahead.

Say goodbye to grandpa, no longer hesitate, and reach out to tear the barriers between heaven and earth.

The moment I stepped out of the pitch-black barrier, the sky swirled beneath my feet, and a strange and more powerful rune enveloped my body.

I was like a boat in the stormy seas, drifting in the wind and rain.

Originally, I thought that the longest time for the teleportation process would be ten or twenty minutes.

I never thought that the wait would be a full ten days......

Until the eleventh day, I felt like I was in the void, kicked by someone, and flew out of the void space in embarrassment.

The moment I landed, I held on to the last of my spirits, lay on the ground and turned my head, looking in all directions with difficulty.

The place I was in was a waist-deep meadow deep in the mountains, and there were no spiritual power fluctuations around me.

Whew, it's okay, safe for now.

After lying on the spot for more than ten minutes, I moved my stiff body, slowly stood up from the ground, and took a serious look at the world.

The fairy world and the human world, from the outside, are no different.

The same green mountains and green waters, the same blue sky and white clouds, but they seem much cleaner than the world.

The only difference is that the runes between this heaven and earth are more sophisticated than those in the human world.

In my body, the power of the human world that I draw has no effect here.

I sat down cross-legged, and little by little, I replaced the spiritual power in my body with a new spiritual power in the fairy world.

Sitting cross-legged and meditating, about an hour or so, I slowly opened my eyes.

I tried to throw a thunderbolt out of my hand, blowing up a huge splash of water in the puddle in front of me, and then I was quietly relieved.

After replacing the spiritual power, the moves that were originally in the human world can still be used after going to the wasteland.

If the spells of the two worlds don't work together, I'm going to be bad.

After ten days of wandering, I did not enter the water and rice, although it did not affect the safety of my life, but I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach.

Spiritual power can't be used as food.

When people are hungry, their spirit is lost, and their original strength cannot even be exerted.

I walked to the waterhole in front of me, got down and drank a mouthful, finally feeling better.

Unfortunately, the water is so clear that there are no fish in it.

I walked along the deserted mountain road to see if I could find something to eat along the way.

In the fairy world, people are supposed to grow crops.

I'm hungry

It's amazing, even if it's stealing a piece of sweet potato and two sweet potatoes, it's good.

After searching along the road for a while, I really found a green vegetable patch.

In front of the vegetable patch were large terraced fields, and I couldn't read what was grown, but judging by the lush foliage and the mound that I thought had been excavated, it was a rhizome.

That's great!

I dug up a small dirt bag that looked like a sweet potato, and sure enough, there was a fruit the size of a winter melon.

The fruit looked like yacon, but it was bigger and heavier, and I picked open the skin, and it was white juice.

Whatever it is, eat it first.

There are thousands of these crops planted in the large terraced fields, and it shouldn't matter if I eat one.

I broke a piece open and chewed it in a big gulp.

Damn, it's bitter and astringent.

However, the starch of the fruit was abundant, so I tried to cut it into several pieces and roast it over a fire.

After baking, the taste is not so bitter, but it is still a little disgusting, not sweet or salty, like lard mixed with raw flour, half-cooked taste.

No matter how bad it is, I have to fill my stomach first.

Just as I was swallowing hard, the sound of gongs, drums and suona suddenly sounded in the distance.

A group of more than 30 funeral processions, dressed in white filial piety clothes, picking wreaths and blowing suona, and ox carts dragging coffins, were approaching in the direction where I was.

They don't have any spiritual power in their bodies, so they can be seen as ordinary people.

I ignored it and continued to squat on the ground and eat.

Unexpectedly, a team of more than 30 people stopped on the ground, and men, women, and children looked at me with surprised eyes.

I'm going to eat a sweet potato, and this group of people is not going to do it!

Among them, the old man who led the team came to my approach, looked at me worriedly and suspiciously, and looked like he wanted to say something.

Helplessly, I patted the ashes on my hands, and wiped the ashes from the corners of my mouth with my sleeve to make myself look decent.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm from another country, I'm really hungry, I'll lend you something to eat."

I stood up and looked at the crowd with a sweet potato in my hand.

It's a good thing to steal from other people, but I'm so hungry.

I don't have any money anyway, and if they want me to accompany me, I'll definitely run away.

The old man with white hair handed over the rank he was holding in his hand to the person next to him.

Immediately, he took out his handkerchief from his pocket and removed it layer by layer, revealing two palm-sized pieces of biscuit-like things.

"Little brother, eat."

I didn't hesitate, and after thanking him, I took the old man's biscuit and stuffed it into my mouth.

The biscuits are fragrant and sweet, and they are 10,000 times better than the compressed biscuits of the human race.

After eating two biscuits, although I didn't eat enough, my spirit recovered a lot.

"Thank you, old man!"

At this moment, a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, with red eyes and pale cheeks, walked in the crowd.

"Uncle, you can eat this too."