According to Fang Shan's expectation, the scene should be like this: close your eyes and open them again, and a new world will appear.
However, when I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by a blue barrier, as if I were in a dark passage, oppressive and suffocating.
Fang Shan looked around and saw a few familiar colleagues. He was hesitating whether to greet them, but one of them smiled and waved at him first: "I heard you got the host wrong?"
Fang Shan's eyelids twitched, and he resisted the urge to rush up and beat the man to death.
These systems had some intersections with him in the past, but some had not seen each other for hundreds of years. It was regrettable to see them gathered together in this way.
Fang Shan: "I didn't expect that besides me, there are others interested in time travel."
He noticed that after he said this, the expressions of the others changed slightly.
Someone who used to have a good relationship with 666 said helplessly, "I was forced to do so."
After a brief explanation, Fang Shan realized that these people had brought the host to his death and participated in this event with a glimmer of hope.
Fang Shan sneered, it turned out that he was not as good as him.
A mechanical voice suddenly came: "System 111 has arrived at the station, please get off."
System 111 was at a loss: "How do I get off?"
Their current state is like drifting with the current, being pushed forward in the passage by a mysterious force.
Not long after the question was raised, a strong wind blew, and System 111 was thrown against the barrier as if it had hit a reef. The force of the blow was so great that it directly smashed a hole in the barrier. System 111 wailed as it was sucked into time and space.
After he left, there was silence in the passage for a long time.
System 121 facepalmed: "So this is how you get off the bus."
Being hit was just a minor injury, but the real problem was the pain on my face. When 111 was scraped away, my face was swollen.
The next person to be announced to leave was Fang Shan. For the remaining systems, it seemed worth looking forward to seeing him make a fool of himself.
Fang Shan consciously stepped aside, the barrier opening to both sides. Not only did the space-time turbulence cease, but the flying meteorites were even knocked down to form a path. As his figure gradually faded, System 121 cursed, and was echoed.
System 121: "We're both part of the same system, but headquarters is being too biased!"
System 222: "How do you want to do this?"
When he didn't get a response, he continued, "Whether you want to file a complaint or frame someone, I'm willing to help you."
System 121's eyes were filled with wisdom: "Hold on to the other person's thighs tightly."
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Fang Shan was unaware of the discussions behind him, and he walked forward steadily on the stones. After an unknown amount of time, he stepped on empty air, and a different world appeared before him.
He first turned around, then looked up, but there was no trace of the passage.
The mountains are green, the water is clear, and the sky is as blue as a mirror, unlike the previous times when I traveled through time.
Fang Shan couldn't help but smile. It seemed that as long as he and the host didn't get together, their luck, though bad, wouldn't be too bad. But if they acted together...
The spring breeze was gentle and soft, but Fang Shan couldn't help shivering.
Looking down, he saw a group of ants crawling through the grass. Listening carefully, he heard the faint sounds of conversation. Fang Shan picked up one and placed it in his palm. The ant spoke in human language, "Don't delay me from bringing in food!"
Fang Shan snapped his fingers, and the ant immediately changed its face, looking as if it was obeying his orders.
Fang Shan had been to many worlds with monsters before, but this was the first time he had seen an ant monster.
"Do you know where the evil god is?"
The ant asked inexplicably, "What evil god?"
Fang Shan changed the question: "Have you ever heard of the Evil King's name?"
The ant shook his head and said, "What god or king? You are not in the right mind!"
Fang Shan clearly remembered that in his dream, even a little demon knew about it. He looked at the ant and said in a deep voice, "Are you well-informed?"
The ant, as if deeply humiliated, was shaking with anger. "Except for the hermit crabs, we have the most extensive information!"
Fang Shan learned from it that while many creatures cultivated in the world, no one had yet achieved godhood. Furthermore, this world was surprisingly vast. There were three palaces and five gates in the south, nine palaces and twelve towers in the north, the continent to the east was home to giant dragons, and the west was home to demons.
I wanted to ask who the best among them were, but the ant said helplessly, "The big guys all have valuable treasures. How can a little monster like us get to know such secrets?"
Who is better can only be determined in a real fight.
After letting the ant go, Fang Shan sat cross-legged on the lawn and pondered. If the scenes in his dream that day were true, the current time period must be at least several dozen years earlier than the time when those scenes appeared.
After roughly sorting out the timeline, he sighed softly: "Trouble."
In this vast sea of people, where can one find a monk who has not yet become a god?
Seeing that it was still daytime, Fang Shan stood up, patted the weeds behind his clothes, and prepared to try his luck in a crowded place.
After leaving the vast mountains, the first thing Fang Shan encountered was not a person, but a carriage flying across the sky. He shook his head. This was consistent with his dream, and he was extremely poor.
When he was not carrying out the mission, his own strength was enough for him to let go. Fang Shan rolled his eyes and ran to the town to act as a middleman and collect the difference.
Free from the constraints of rules and regulations, you can make a fortune.
One day, Fang Shan was reselling a defensive magical weapon he'd found at a street stall when he suddenly felt something stir in his heart. The cultivator he was dealing with was a cultivator from the Hehuan Sect. The woman said with a sweet smile, "Look at your eyes suddenly flickering. Are you feeling amorous?"
Fang Shan ignored her teasing and frowned secretly. This arrhythmia was more like an external force forcibly intervening rather than an abnormality caused by his own emotions.
Seeing that he was not attracted by her beauty, the nun lost interest and readily took out the jade to pay for it.
Seeing the spiritual stones piled up like a small mountain, Fang Shan smiled and the unpleasantness caused by the strange reaction in his body just now disappeared instantly.
With food, clothing, housing and transportation adequately guaranteed, Fang Shan began to formally plan how to find the evil god in his wealthy and leisurely life.
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Qingyun Mountain.
It gets its name from the green river flowing through the mountains in winter, which looks like a ribbon wrapped around the mountainside from a distance.
At this moment, there were two young men sitting under the rock, one of them was squinting lazily, and the other was serious.
"Brother," the lazy young man said dissatisfiedly, "You just recovered from your injury and now you're challenging me to a duel. Isn't that a bit too much?"
"Your swordsmanship is the only thing worth seeing on this mountain."
The two people who were talking were both very famous in the outside world, especially the one who didn't like to smile. His name was Bai Yiqing, and he was as cold and indifferent as his name suggested.
Of course, this is a nice way of putting it. To put it bluntly, it is just cruel.
Bai Yiqing majored in the Way of Ruthlessness and was known as a prodigy that the Sword Sect only encountered once in a thousand years.
"Thank you for the compliment." Xie Lan had a complicated expression. All powerful people in the world were cruel, but he had never seen anyone as ruthless as the man in front of him.
Half a month ago, Bai Yiqing went crazy for some unknown reason and deduced the way he practiced, which almost ruined his sword body.
"No destruction, no construction." Bai Yiqing saw what he was thinking.
Xie Lan was helpless: "So what? What did you come up with?"
"Half a month ago, I suddenly felt something in my heart, which led to the subsequent divination." Bai Yiqing looked into the distance, put away his sword and said slowly: "The love calamity is coming."
Xie Lan was stunned. After a long pause, he said, "It's almost time for you to go down the mountain to train. The sect's rules cannot be abandoned. What should you do when you are faced with a love tribulation?"
Bai Yiqing showed no sign of getting anxious, and said calmly, "Spread the news about the love disaster, and make my position clear."
Xie Lan: "What's your position?"
Bai Yiqing said in a cold voice: "If you encounter someone who is in trouble with love, you must kill him."
"...Isn't that too extreme?"
Bai Yiqing: "I calculated that day that the other party must have sensed it. If they had known what was happening and wanted to save their lives, they would have retreated as far as possible."
Xie Lan thought about it and decided that even though it was unkind, it was a solution.
The news of the love tribulation quickly spread throughout the outside world. Bai Yiqing had a good appearance and a first-class foundation, and many female cultivators liked him. After hearing about it, they felt jealous, envious, and sympathetic towards those who were in the love tribulation.
No matter who Bai Yiqing's love interest is, he must keep this vest well, otherwise his life will be in danger.
Fang Shan was completely oblivious to all this. He'd been hanging around auction houses for the past few days, buying several treasures at high prices. When he was almost ready, he hired the hermit crab tribe to post notices in the streets.
Everyone has their own plans. The last bit of spring fades away and summer officially takes over.
On the day Bai Yiqing was going down the mountain, Xie Lan happened to be traveling with him for something. When they were almost at the foot of the mountain, he jokingly said, "Look at that colorful scene in the distance. I guess they are all here to admire your elegance."
In the past, when Yaoguang City was in trouble, Bai Yiqing provided support with just a sword. His amazing performance won the hearts of countless women.
"What a pity," Xie Lan looked at the cold-faced demon beside him, "Once you said that cruel thing, you will definitely not be able to meet the person who can make you fall into love."
He was really curious about what kind of person could make Bai Yiqing fall in love.
Bai Yiqing ignored it completely.
Xie Lan touched his nose and said, "It must be as bustling down the mountain as it has been for the past ten years. I heard a new auction house opened recently..."
He suddenly lost his voice in the middle of his words.
The city was not bustling at all. It was as cold as a passing army, and many businesses were closed.
Xie Lan's expression became serious, and he stopped a passerby to ask what happened.
"They're all off to grab the treasure." Passersby looked at them carefully and said, "You're so good-looking, maybe you can get accepted."
Xie Lan: "Seize the treasure?"
Passerby: "Not long ago, a strange man came to the city, claiming to be looking for a destined person. If you can catch his eye, he will give you three ten thousand gold ghost arrows and a set of self-defense armor."
"What destined person?"
The passerby waved his hand: "Anyway, I was rejected. It is said that as long as the destined person stands in front of him, the other party can sense it."
Xie Lan was startled for a moment, and only came to his senses after the pedestrians had walked quite far away. He looked at Bai Yiqing and said, "Could it be... such a coincidence?"
No wonder he thought so much, this kind of telepathic skill was very much like a love tribulation.
Without waiting for Bai Yiqing to answer, Xie Lan asked again: "Do you want to join in the fun?"
Who knows, maybe the other person is just like love?
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