Chapter 1 There Are Mortals in the Heavens
"Little rabbit, you give me zhanzhu!" a raging roar came from the alley. Then came the sound of crackling tables being overturned and plates being smashed.
Sou!
A figure scurried out of the alley and into a wide street.
"Oh, my mother, why are there so many people?" a curse sounded. But the dense crowd on the street did not hinder it in the slightest, and I saw this figure moving freely through the crowd like a fish playing in the water. The pursuers who followed closely behind him were hindered by the crowd and slowly stopped to chase their feet.
"Little rabbit, you are tired of living, you dare to come to me to eat the overlord meal, you, you can eat it, you have to shout a few more to pack. You're even packing. You wait, I catch you, I will take your clothes and hang you at the gates. A roar came from the crowd, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the dense crowd.
Besides, the figure who ran away after eating the overlord's meal, quickly passed through the crowd and then turned around and turned into an alley, this figure looked left and right, and after making sure that it was not followed, it opened a dilapidated wooden door, walked in, and after entering the door, he stretched out his head and looked left and right, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and closed the broken door.
After a few breaths, he saw a figure jumping over the wall and entering the courtyard opposite the wooden door.
"Oh, that's sad!" a low sigh rang out from the courtyard, and the owner of this sigh was the guy who managed to escape after eating the overlord's meal.
This guy's name is Qin Lang, and he is an ordinary citizen living in the Eastern Emperor Heaven. This Emperor Heaven is the first heaven of the Eight Heavens in the East, and his full name is Emperor Huang Zengtian.
Although the Emperor Heaven is one of the thirty-two heavens in the Four Directions Heavenly Realm, not all of the people who live here are immortals. The so-called immortals are those who can soar through the clouds and mist, and can make the wind and clouds change abruptly and turn over the mountains and seas with a single flip. These abilities are not innate, but acquired through cultivation.
If there is the power of cultivation and attainment, there are mortals who can wrestle when they walk. And Qin Lang is a mortal living in this heavenly realm.
The good wine and food that he brought back were carefully placed on the table, and he didn't care about the dust on the ground, so he sat down on the ground and talked to himself.
"A small person like me shouldn't be born in this heavenly realm! This heavenly realm is a place where immortals live, and it is really impossible to get mixed up here. How nice it would be that I should have been born on earth. Qin Lang looked at the roof that had already broken a few big holes, and unconsciously fantasized, his eyes gradually became confused, and he seemed to yearn for the human world.
If Qin Lang's thoughts were known to the mortals in the human realm, I don't know how many people in the human realm would be so angry that they would fall on their heels, but I don't know how many mortals in the human realm yearn for the heavenly realm, even if they have the power of cultivating in the human realm, it is extremely difficult to break the barriers of heaven and earth and enter the heavenly realm.
However, Qin Lang doesn't care what others think, he is just a person with no ambitions, in the heavenly realm, there are too many capable people, even if they are just ordinary people living here, they are much stronger than mortals on the earth, here, Qin Lang really feels that it is difficult to mix, so that he is now 18 years old, and he still has nothing to do. Qin Lang has always thought that if he was born in the human world, he would be a local tyrant and bully, and he would not be so mixed up that he would have to eat a bully meal like now, and if he ran slowly, he would be stripped of his clothes and hung on the city gate. However, it is precisely because of this situation that Qin Lang has also practiced a powerful escape skill, although he is despised by people and hated by the majority of restaurant owners, but Qin Lang shamelessly calls this ability an escape technique, and regards himself as the founder of the escape technique, looking forward to one day being able to collect people and carry forward the escape technique.
Qin Lang has a great dream, which is to become a heavenly soldier of this emperor. In fact, within these thirty-two heavenly realms, it is not as peaceful as mortals in the human realm think, where there are people, there will be intrigues, and there will be conquests between different heavenly realms. As one of the Four Heavenly Realms, Qin Lang's Taihuang Heaven is a place where martial arts are extremely admired, and here, martial arts are respected. In every realm of heaven, there is an army, and the army here is called the heavenly army. And the Heavenly Soldiers are the most basic components of the Heavenly Army. Although it is only the lowest level of the Heavenly Army, it is not easy to want to be a Heavenly Soldier, because the Heavenly Soldier, as the composition of the Emperor's Heavenly Army, has a very strict review of everyone who wants to become a Heavenly Soldier. It is impossible for an unidentified person with corrupt morals to become a heavenly soldier. At the same time, the army's requirements for the cultivation of each heavenly soldier are also very strict, after all, as an army, it is possible to face conquest. In this way, if you want to become a heavenly soldier, you must have two conditions, first, your own skills meet the requirements. Second, there must be a certain status of sponsorship. The first condition, Qin Lang asked himself that he could meet it, but this second condition made Qin Lang pass by several times with the recruitment of the Heavenly Army, because a person like Qin Lang who is difficult to solve even his own food and clothing problem, how can someone with identity sponsor him?
Retracting his infinite yearning eyes, Qin Lang focused his gaze on the overlord wine and food on the table, and said to himself: "With this little thing, at least tomorrow's food will not be a problem." But I can't stay in this city anymore, and many restaurants and hotels are looking for me, and it would be miserable if I was accidentally caught. When it's late at night, it's time to find a chance to get out of town. "In this city, Qin Lang has already eaten the overlord meal more than once or twice, so much so that he has become a street rat here. At the moment, I can't stay here, so I have to find an opportunity to leave the city, go to another city, and continue to wander.
The heavenly realm is actually similar to the human realm, and some ordinary mortals will do some business or do some labor to support their families. The sky gradually darkened, and the crowd on the street gradually dispersed, leaving only a few vendors to clean up their stalls.
Qin Lang picked up his luggage, walked out of the deserted yard cautiously, and walked cautiously on the street, looking at the empty street, Qin Lang also felt a sadness in his heart.
This is not my home.
Where is your home?
Where is your destination?
With a deep sigh and retracting the sadness in his heart, Qin Lang walked towards the city gate.