Kyushu mainland, Yangzhou, Ningbo City.

Night falls as the lights come on.

In the city of Ningbo, the day's life does not end with the arrival of night.

In this bustling harbor, the streets are lined with something called incandescent lamps, which emit a warm glow that shines on the whole city, and the city is like day.

This kind of lamp is said to have been invented by the legendary immortals in this world, as long as a cultivator in the Qi refining period consumes all his body energy to charge an energy source, he can shine for a month in a row, if there is no cultivator, a little luxury, with a piece of a level 1 demon beast crystal nucleus, it can still be used for a long time, it is very easy to use.

However, the price of this lamp is not cheap, and only a wealthy harbor city like Ningbo City will buy so much, all over the street, and in other cities, there may only be a few lights in the city lord's mansion.

On a street corner that the street lamps couldn't illuminate, a thin boy in kudzu clothes sat on the ground.

The boy looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and a pair of eyes that were especially bright. Although he was dressed in a kudzu robe, he couldn't hide his light.

In the young man's hand, he held a strange iron chisel tightly, the iron chisel was more than three feet long, and the whole body was black, but it was cold and shining, and at a glance he knew that it was not ordinary.

The eyes of the girls who were soliciting customers from the other side fell on the young man from time to time, and the desire/hope in their eyes could not be concealed at all.

However, the young man didn't notice all this at all, his delicate brows furrowed slightly, his eyes were full of doubt, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint trace of pain.

If you look at it from these eyes, he doesn't look like a teenager at all, and his incomparably deep gaze is as if he has experienced the vicissitudes of eternity!

"Earth's plane teleportation technology has been developed to the extreme, and the chance of teleportation problems is one in ten thousand. The probability of such a small incident actually let me come across it, I, Chen Yuxiang, am really not ordinary unlucky!" The young man waved the iron hammer in his hand casually, and muttered in his heart.

......

The "boy" is named Chen Yuxiang, and he is a Mahayana cultivator of a cultivation sect called the Crystal Palace in the Earth Cultivation Realm.

After countless thousands of years of development, the aura of heaven and earth on the earth has been almost exhausted, and the cultivation civilization has completely given way to the scientific and technological civilization. The major cultivation sects that were extremely prosperous in the past in the homeland of Shenzhou, without exception, all chose to escape from the world and enclosed their mountain gates in the boundless sea with enchantments.

The same is true of Chen's Crystal Palace, which has now closed itself off from the East China Sea. The location where the Crystal Palace is located today is also a well-known place in the secular world of China. This is because there is a string of beautiful islands above the sea beyond the barrier, the largest of which is called Diaoyu Island. And Chen Yuxiang's entry into the cultivation realm actually has some relationship with these islands.

The earth's thin heaven and earth aura was already difficult to support the cultivation of the monks, and without the heaven and earth aura, the fate of the cultivation realm would only be to perish. In order to continue the spread of incense and Taoism, the various cultivation sects in Shenzhou's homeland have set their sights on the heterotopic plane.

In addition to the earth, there are countless other planes in the vast starry sky, and among them, there are many planes where the human race survives, and the aura of heaven and earth is still strong. The major sects have begun to send the elite disciples within the sect to another world in order to spread the branches of the sect, and the Crystal Palace is naturally the same.

Elite disciples who are sent to another world like this and never return, the Earth Cultivation Realm is called a seed, also known as a pioneer.

And Chen Yuxiang is just such a pioneer.

When he came to this strange plane, he obeyed his master's orders and came to open the branches of the Crystal Palace. He was accompanied by his Taoist companion Wenqing, a female cultivator who was also in the Mahayana period.

According to the deference of the elders of the sect, this plane called the Kyushu Continent should be a semi-barbaric world that has just begun to develop civilization, and the natives here only know a little rudimentary physical fitness skills. With the strength of him and the Wenqing Mahayana period, he can stand at the pinnacle of the continent when he comes here.

However, after crossing the plane and coming here, he discovered that the master's deduction technique, which had always been very accurate, actually made a fatal mistake this time!

This plane has not only developed a rather splendid civilization, but also has a high level of cultivation, although it is not worth mentioning compared to the homeland of Shenzhou, but there are some merits.

But if that's all there is to it, it's nothing. The strength of the peak of the Mahayana period is enough for him to easily start a sect here. But—

After teleporting, he found that all the items he had brought for the founding of the sect had disappeared, and the Taoist Wenqing was not with him, and what was even worse was that the current body was not his own, but an unlucky indigenous boy who didn't know which one was unlucky!

It seems that in the process of plane teleportation, he and Wen Qing are likely to encounter a rare space storm, but what is extremely strange is that the memories through the teleportation channel have been mysteriously lost, and he can't remember what happened at all.

Now he is an ordinary person without any mana.

The body of this obviously snatched young man was quite strong, but it was nothing more. And this iron hammer, which originally belonged to this indigenous boy, is his only weapon now.

This iron hammer is obviously just a mortal soldier, not a magic weapon. It seems that the indigenous boy who was taken away by him was not a cultivator, but just a mortal!

Chen Yuxiang's only reliance now is all his memories. In addition, there is still a trace of Mahayana consciousness in the body. After the seizure, the mana was lost, and the divine sense actually retained a trace, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune!

"Qing'er, Qing'er......"

Thinking of the beautiful woman who had been with him for thousands of years, Chen Yuxiang felt a knife-like pain in his heart, and felt as if his soul was about to be torn apart.

With the strength of her peak Mahayana period, she still ends up like this, so Qing'er is only the strength of the early stage of the Mahayana period, what kind of fate will she encounter?

Since becoming a Taoist couple, Chen Yuxiang and Qing'er have never been separated, and Qing'er has become an inseparable part of his life. Originally, he was full of longing for the life of the different planes, but now, he is bizarre, and the Yiren are nowhere to be found!

It's been a few hours since I came to this strange plane. For this plane, Chen Yuxiang also has a little understanding.

At least part of the derivation of the division is correct, that is, the name of this heterotopic plane is called the Kyushu Continent, and the people who live here are also the same as the homeland of Shenzhou, and the humans living here also call themselves Chinese. In this way, it will not be so difficult to integrate into this plane!

The place where it is now is also the city of Ningbo determined in the derivation. Of course, this is the otherworldly Ningbo City, and Ningbo City is also the plane teleportation location that he and Qing'er chose.

Thoughts and pain can't solve any problems, Qing'er is no longer around, and has lost all his equipment and mana, now Chen Yuxiang needs to do the first thing is to live!

Only by living can there be hope! Without Qing'er by his side, the task of establishing this otherworldly crystal palace will all fall on Chen Yuxiang's own shoulders.

This is his promise to his master, that is, Qing'er's father. No matter how painful it is, this thing must continue!

......

Chen Yuxiang held the iron chisel tightly and slowly stood up.

Although the young man who came from the robbery was still quite strong, he was still a mortal after all. After not eating for several hours, Chen Yuxiang felt very hungry.

Fortunately, there are also some yellow and white things on the body of this indigenous boy. Chen Yuxiang doesn't need to worry about running out of food for the time being.

Walking out of the alley, ignoring the enthusiastic gazes of the girls in the laughing building opposite, Chen Yuxiang subconsciously exuded his divine sense.

Strangely snatched up a body and lost all his strength, but fortunately, there was still a small part of his spiritual power, and the level of his spiritual power was still there, and it was still the divine consciousness of the Mahayana period. This can be said to be a big reliance on him in this world!

The powerful divine consciousness of the Mahayana period was condensed into a straight line by Chen Yuxiang, and it probed into the distance, extending dozens of miles away at once.

Accustomed to it, he still regarded himself as a strong person in the Mahayana period, and he used his spiritual power like this, and now this body that has been taken away is naturally unable to bear it.

After a brief sweep of his divine sense, Chen Yuxiang fell to the ground with a weak body, lacking mental power and unable to control his body.

The girls on the other side let out a burst of exclamation, but no one dared to come. They dare not violate the rules of Yixiaolou.

This alley was already remote, and the few people who passed by only thought that another beggar had starved to death, and no one cared about him at all.

It took a while for Chen Yuxiang to regain control of his body and sit up against the wall, frowning.

"Huh?"

"Not good!"

Just now, at that moment, his divine sense swept by, and more than ten miles away from the city, a fleet full of heavily armed soldiers was quietly waiting at the rear of a small island.

In addition to the sailors with rusty faces and swords in their hands, there was also a cultivator from the foundation building stage in the fleet, and there were dozens of cultivators from the Qi refining stage. Such a team appeared outside Ningbo before the tide, obviously it was not good!