"Phoenix?"

After Zhang Yang's head was knocked out for a few seconds, he recalled what happened "just before", and was a little unsure: "Will that guy Zhang Daxian really mess with me on the planet of cultivation?"

He stood up again with difficulty and looked down the mountain.

But when the clouds and mist burned in the sky, several huge "cities" could be seen standing between the sky and the earth. From time to time, you could see a few streams of light passing by in the sky. Zhang Yang knew - that was the legendary sword flying, and Sun Daxian really brought him to another world!

In other words, Zhang Yang traveled through time!

Heaven and earth can be seen, and being an immortal is hopeful.

But he really doesn't want to cultivate immortality.

He is just an ordinary college student. Although he loves yy, he also knows that if someone travels through time, most of them will only suffer from life and death!

reason?

On Earth, a guy who can be killed by someone with just a slap on the face will be awesome when he arrives in another world? Do you really think that he is possessed by Sun Daxian or the reincarnation of Tathagata?

Zhang Yang was filled with mixed feelings now. When he thought of his parents on Earth, he really couldn't understand. How could such a bloody joke be discussed? He was also eager to try it. Since God gave him such a chance, why didn't he try it? It's a pity that Sun Daxian didn't leave dozens of magical tools to play with it, and he would dominate the world by then.

"The immortal system has been enabled, does the host choose to start?"

This voice came out of your mind, Zhang Yang thought that there was indeed a way out, and the real master is here! He chose to start.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes and was stunned for a moment! He said directly that Zhang Daxian was very interesting!

There seemed to be endless treasures in front of him. The secrets of cultivation were shining with golden light, and the magic weapons were either emitting a cruel and solemn aura, or constantly passing through the air. Below was filled with immortal stones of cultivation, and the dazzling array of eyes was filled with his eyes.

The most attractive thing about him was three divine weapons, one was a deep red sword, with the front of it "kill the gods" and the back of it. The dragon head on the hilt was vividly portrayed; the other was a tripod with the words "Nine Kings", and a ball of blue fire was endless under the tripod, and countless people, divine beasts and immortals saw this tripod, as if they were pretending to contain the entire human historical civilization; there was also a golden yellow talisman, which looked a bit like the one used by Lin Zhengying as a zombie in the zombie film. Some words Zhang Yang had never seen before were wrapped around it, but Zhang Yang knew that this talisman was not simple! Because all the weapons surrounded these three divine weapons like stars surround the moon, it was very meaningful to surrender.

As soon as the picture changed, all of these disappeared.

Instead, Zhang Yang almost vomited a few mouthfuls of blood with a few words "Thank you for watching, goodbye".

The picture changed again, and Sun Daxian's extremely ugly face appeared!

Zhang Yang wanted to get close, but Zhang Daxian ignored it and said to himself: "The system of immortalization has been turned on, and the host has entered the world of cultivators. The current cultivation level is: mortal, and the hope of becoming an immortal is: ignore it. Every time the host increases a level, he can select a prize from the designated item, and the prize will automatically disappear after the host dies. Warm reminder: the host's spirit is insufficient, and the system will automatically turn off later... After the host dies, the system automatically selects the lower host. The system target: becoming an immortal, limited time: thousand years, death penalty: death. The mental energy is seriously insufficient... Goodbye...

When Zhang Yang opened his eyes again, the sky was dark, and the wind blew across the treetops and made a whimpering sound. He felt desolate inside and his face was also gloomy. He shouted a few times at the foot of the mountain, and his heart was very confused. What should he do?

Just made a wish, how could it be so far?

In an instant, Zhang Yang had mixed feelings, as if he had become much more mature.

On that night, the boy lying under the tree could not fall asleep for a long time. The inexplicable pressure made him breathless. The roar of the unknown beast also made him walk on thin ice. Gradually, the boy was really sleepy and couldn't open his eyes...

The next day, the morning sun had just shone slightly, and Zhang Yang had already woken up.

He shouted to the sky, "Dad, Mom, I will go back! I'm here in the cultivation world!" Zhang Yang's eyes were less frivolous and more energetic. The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't tell whether it was bitter or sweet. He only knew that he wanted to live and cultivate.

After calming down, Zhang Yang began to go down the mountain. He didn't know where the road was, so he had to climb down slowly. Fortunately, the mountain was not steep. Although it was very difficult to climb step by step, he had no worries about his life.

The scenery along the way is extremely beautiful, and the air without pollution makes people feel very comfortable. Even the feeling of hunger is less.

Finally, I walked to the foot of the mountain, and a wide avenue was paved with blue bricks, lying in front of Chang Yang's eyes.

Zhang Yang walked along the road, and he couldn't wait to start to understand the world, and the only way was to find someone first.

After walking for about three or five minutes, a carriage came towards me.

Zhang Yang stood in the middle of the road with his limbs on all sides and shouted, "Help! Good people are helping!" The coachman was kind-hearted and stopped in front of Zhang Yang, looking up and down at Zhang Yang.

Seeing Zhang Yang wearing strange clothes, he said, "Where did the wild boy come from? He was blocking the road!" The man was wearing silk and satin, and he was arrogant when he spoke. But Zhang Yang didn't care at all. If it were the past, it would be inevitable to have a beating him. Even if he couldn't beat him, it would be necessary to curse him a few words, but now he really dared not.

"Hehe..." Zhang Yang stood up, bowed to the coachman who was about forty years old, and said with a charming voice: "Uncle, I escaped from a very far place. Now I am lost. I don't know if I can borrow money? No, I don't know if I can point me a guide, as long as there is a city, there is someone! I thank you!"

The coachman reached out and pointed at the back and said, "Is Chunxin the master's entertainment? You can't see such a big city wall!" Without waiting for Zhang Yang to answer, he swung his whip and left.

Saying goodbye to the coachman, Zhang Yang turned a corner along the road. Sure enough, he didn't see it just now because he was blocked by a mountain. There was such a strange and familiar city three miles ahead!

It was a huge city made of blue bricks and square tiles. The word "Jincheng" on the city is very conspicuous. Zhang Yang has seen such scenes in TV series more than once. As early as in the conversation with the coachman just now, he speculated that this place should be similar to the ancient civilization on Earth.

Zhang Yang walked slowly into the city. There were no soldiers standing guard outside the city gate, and only the locals commented on him from time to time. There were some vendors selling some daily necessities around him. Zhang Yang even saw candied haws, and he really didn't know what this place had to do with the earth.
Chapter completed!