The thin and tall Wang San and another pedestrian were directly dumbfounded.

Isn't this the sour Xiucai who has no power to restrain the chicken? What does it mean to throw down the old flower in a jar! Looking at the bleeding wound on the head of the old flower, both of them shuddered. It's just that after the trembling, it's more annoyed.

It's the other way around!

A sour showman.

"How dare you do it? I'm going to kill you!"

Wang San picked up the cage next to him and was about to smash people, and the other person also rushed over to grab Zuo Meng's neck. These two people are not practitioners, and it is okay to deal with thin people who have not usually practiced martial arts, but it is not enough to deal with him. Zuo Meng took half a step back, flew up with one leg, and the sole of his foot hit Wang San's chest, kicking him out.

The other one was stepped on the stomach by him as he landed, curled up into a lobster and hid to the side and wailed.

"It's a hassle to have no internal force. ”

After two simple movements, Zuo Meng was also a little breathless, his current body is still too weak, even if he has martial arts experience, he can't keep up.

"Surnamed Xue, you wait, this matter is not over!"

"You wait for the lawsuit. ”

Wang San, who was kicked outside, couldn't take care of his companions, and even fled with a roll.

Zuo Meng cleaned up the table and chair that had fallen just now, walked over to the pedestrian who was curled up next to him and wailed, and kicked it on his ass.

"Take this man, get out of here. ”

The pedestrian thought that Zuo Meng was going to kill him, so he first trembled, and then found that he was just telling him to get out, and he didn't care about wailing anymore, so he picked up the pedestrian who was opened, and fled with a lot of urine, not even daring to say anything cruel.

"This trouble is solved. ”

Zuo Meng took out a piece of white paper from his cuff, on which were written the two big characters 'IOU'. This is the IOU left by Xue Xiucai at the beginning, what kind of person is Zuo Shaoxia, the five good young people in the rivers and lakes who made a fortune from trading without capital, and left something when they fight, isn't this a normal operation?

He took a candle, placed the IOU on it, and burned it.

After doing this, Zuo Meng clapped his hands and walked out of the store.

"Go out and find a quiet place, hide for two days, and come back when the limelight is over. ”

Closing the door, Zuo Meng rode on the newly bought little donkey and walked out of the city.

The outside of the city was very desolate at this time.

Not far from the outer city is a forest, in addition to wild beasts, there are mountain bandits and thieves shuttling through it, for ordinary people, this place is a forbidden area. This kind of inaccessible place is just right for Zuo Meng to retreat and cultivate, beasts and mountain bandits or something, there is really no threat to him, martial arts are not good, don't there are poisons and hidden weapons? In the real world, he killed the poison king, and he didn't learn anything else, and he still saw the ability to poison.

"This place is nice. ”

Zuo Meng found a clearing in the middle of the forest, there was a pond here, surrounded by shallow grass, and there were a few large rocks on the edge of the water, and the surroundings were very quiet. After getting off the donkey, Zuo Meng took a deep breath and found that the air here was very fresh, and most importantly, the smell of desolation and totems hidden in the air of this place was stronger than that of other places.

Ara and Turtle have definitely always existed and deeply influenced the world. On the premise of not Zuo Meng's interference, they are the oldest immortals in this world, and it is difficult to say if they are not in this world, so they really jumped out of the Three Realms.

With their influence, the world will definitely be changed.

"In eight years at most, the world will change. ”

Totem and Desolate Ancient, these two eras that have been influenced by Zuo Meng, the creator, have influenced all the civilizations that have followed, even if Zuo Meng has not intervened later, this influence still exists, just like the influence of immortals on mortals, no matter how many eras have passed, this influence has always been there.

"The world is changing, which is something that cannot be encountered in the real world, but if I can grasp the key points, I may not be able to simulate this process in the outside world, so as to leverage the nodes of the real world and create the extraordinary. ”

Zuo Meng entered the dream world this time, abandoning the identity of the creator and integrating into it, in order to comprehend the process of ordinary people to the extraordinary.

"When I started before, I tried the real-world moves, and there were no big problems, which means that the moves are common to both the real world and the dream world. ”

As for internal strength.

Zuo Meng lowered his gaze to the dantian in his body, and after a few days of cultivation, there was a trace of internal force reaction in the dantian, but it was also a trace, and it could not be used at all. Modify the law or something, Zuo Meng didn't plan for the time being, he hadn't discovered it in the real world before, but after entering the dream world and experiencing it from the perspective of ordinary people, Zuo Meng noticed the problem. In the past, the use of external laws was too rough, and direct modification was not the best way, and the low-level energy of internal power almost burst him, if he changed to a higher level of energy, he would definitely die of violence if he changed it.

These are hidden dangers that are perceived from the perspective of ordinary people.

After discovering a hidden danger, Zuo Meng's heart calmed down and began to recall every detail since he practiced martial arts.

It's two days in a flash.

Two days later, Zuo Meng opened his eyes and stopped contemplating.

"It's just that cultivating the internal strength of the real world doesn't help much, at most, it's a recultivation, and there is no way to change the core essence. ”

After two days of cultivation, Zuo Meng found that the internal strength of the outside world could indeed be cultivated, but it was not of great help, at most it was a repetition of experience, which could not have the effect of qualitative change.

"The martial arts of this era are too backward, there is no internal kung fu as a reference, I am still too slow to study alone, I have to find a way to make the internal kung fu prevail, and use the wisdom of the world to help me find a way. "In the past, the use of the world was too simple, but from another point of view, in addition to the power of law and luck, man is also a resource.

If one person is slow to study, what about ten, hundreds, thousands, and thousands of people?

No more than enough people of the world!

"Wait a long time and go back to the city, after all, it's an ancient society, and there's no monitoring or anything, just deal with it, if there is no IOU, those three pedestrians won't be able to win me at all." After discovering that the progress was slow, Zuo Meng was too lazy to waste any more time, and was ready to go back to the city directly to find other ways to increase his strength.

Half a day later, Zuo Meng returned to the city.

The shop opened smoothly, and I don't know if it was because they noticed that the IOU was lost, so Wang San and others did not go to the yamen to complain, and the matter of owing money was over. There was no trouble, Zuo Meng didn't bother to care about the follow-up, and returned to the life of the previous salted fish.

"Hey, this shabby store hasn't closed down yet?"

A female voice sounded, and the girl in green walked into the store.

This girl is the daughter of a merchant who visited the shop a few days ago and wanted to buy a painting of the daughter of a merchant who was sent away by Zuo Meng for a kingfisher.

Hmph, no business!

Deserve!

Zhihua walked into the store and took a look, and found that there were no customers except the owner. In Zhihua's opinion, this is normal, this boss doesn't know the rules of doing business at all, and he has a stinky face, and it's strange to have business.

"Huh... The painting ....."

I knew that the painting was about to leave, but who knew that when I turned to leave, I suddenly saw a painting in the corner.

A landscape map.