Tu Yufan sensed that none of the people chasing her dared to kill the woman, but someone secretly went around and continued to chase her. Tu Yufan did not stay for long and continued to flee on his horse.

After walking and stopping for three or four days, Tu Yufan could no longer hear any sound from behind him. At this time, he was on a remote mountain forest path.

Tu Yufan looked at what seemed to be smoke rising in the distance. He dismounted his horse and saw several earthen houses and large tracts of fields scattered about at the foot of the mountain.

This should be a village. It doesn't look very big, and there are people working in the fields. But strangely, Tu Yufan feels that the hoe held by an old man seems to be different from the others. The power he unleashes every time he swings it far exceeds that of the others.

Tu Yufan placed the horse in a hidden cave.

The old man keenly sensed Tu Yufan's arrival. He turned his head and asked in confusion, "Little brother, what's the matter?"

Tu Yufan apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I got lost in the forest and crossed over and happened to walk here."

The old man saw that Tu Yufan was wearing linen and there was no spiritual fluctuation on his body, and his vigilant expression relaxed a little.

"Just walk along this road for more than ten kilometers and you will reach the town."

Tu Yufan touched the purse in the bag, which was full of silver. He hesitated for a moment, but still did not take the money out of the purse. Instead, he felt his whole body and took out a few copper coins.

"Uncle, I've been traveling all night. Can you please find a place to rest?"

When the old man saw the copper coin in Tu Yufan's hand, his remaining doubts disappeared, and he finally believed that the young man had lost his way and accidentally entered the village. He was not a money-holder and was very poor.

Even though he believed that Tu Yufan was not a person with bad intentions, the old man did not show any kindness and just spoke expressionlessly.

"There's an empty house up front. If you don't mind, you can stay there for a night. It doesn't cost any money. No one lives there."

Tu Yufan saw that no one in the village was willing to come over and looked very indifferent.

"Thank you, sir."

Tu Yufan didn't stay for long, turned around and walked towards the earthen house.

As soon as he entered the house, a musty smell hit him in the face, making his eyes blind. But Tu Yufan had no choice. He felt that except for that old man, everyone else in the village was an ordinary person. Tu Yufan had just traveled through time and was unclear about many things. He also didn't know how many potential dangers there were in other places. He could only stay here and accept the memory.

Although the house was very dark and dirty, it was only one room and was relatively easy to clean. Tu Yufan gathered some grass outside and spread it on the earthen bed before sitting on it to absorb his memories.

In this world, human power is far inferior to physical strength. Although people can practice, they mainly rely on spiritual power to exert the combat power of moving mountains and seas.

A tool that can be called a spiritual tool must have a spiritual tool in order to communicate with the spiritual power of this world.

Tu Yufan looked through the world's cultivation system and found that the space-time realm can also be called a spiritual realm. It has a spiritual realm. Its body is a mirror and has a physical body, but it can also hide in the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, the space-time mirror itself generally cannot appear in the small world at will. The main body is too powerful. Once it appears in the small world, it will be suppressed by the world consciousness.

Space-Time Mirror: "There are probably many similar spirits in this world, but there is a world of difference between me and these spirits."