Mendelsohn, the founder of the Earth who founded the Druids, did not do it intentionally. After seeing it, some primitive people regarded it as a god, and naturally it took thousands of years.

Tens of thousands of years ago, he was innocently thrown to the earth by a crack in the plane, but what came was not the original body, but the consciousness body with the same virtue as the current one, but it was much stronger than it is now.

The same spiritual bodies of practitioners were thrown over with him, such as the founder of the Roman Catholic Church. However, they were much stronger than Mendelssohn. Relying on the large number of people, they destroyed the Druid Sect that Mendelssohn had created in a few strokes. When Mendelssohn was beaten to death, he had no choice but to hide in the only holy weapon he brought over and survived.

"You have to know that they are all consciousness bodies coming, but they have a lot of people, so they naturally have one or two more things. I can't fight alone. Humph, if I were on the plane there, I would never be so miserable. Archangels, there are birdmen there, and they are the most useless guys!" The beautiful woman Mendelssohn twitched her pretty nose in discontent and said.

Plane, this is the first time Han Zhen heard this word, and he also knew that the solar system, Milky Way, extra-river galaxy, etc., which he knew, were called the place where all civilizations existed in general - all regional spaces in the entire universe could only be considered one plane. Plane is a legendary existence, and no one knows how many planes there are. They want to cross planes. In Mendelsohn's cognition, that was a fantasy myth. If Mendelsohn's consciousness had not been thrown here, he would not have believed that planes could be crossed.

"Then do you know how you came here?" Han Zhen asked.

Mendelssohn's face blushed, making Han Zhen feel excited, but when he thought of this old fairy who had lived for no reason, his stomach rolled in, and he immediately thought of him as the owner of the school convenience store. The guy's face was so irritating, so Han Zhen was deeply impressed.

"I don't know how it came here specifically. I have been thinking about this question for so many years. Logically speaking, it is impossible for us to exist in this plane, and even the consciousness should not work, but we still came. The reason, I think, should be related to the great migration of cultivators."

"Cultivator? A great migration?" Han Zhen hurriedly asked, "Tell me what's going on, and who is better than you or the cultivator?"

Mendelsohn first talked about his guess. The time he came was just the time when all the cultivators left. Although he didn't know how the cultivators appeared in this plane and why they moved collectively, he knew that if there were anyone who had the ability to break the cracks in the plane, the cultivators should be ranked first.

"How can we compare with the cultivators? In the plane world of my past, no one dares to provoke the supreme existence. Of course, our druids are not too bad, at least much stronger than those birdmen who rely on the crowds. The strength of the entire department of the druids is not much different from the first-class family of the cultivators. To be honest, we druids and those birdmen who were thrown over together are considered to be extra-cultural or miscellaneous cultivation in the cultivation world, and they are still a bit incense. In addition, the methods of cultivation are different, so there is no conflict between them."

"In our country, those legendary gods are not cultivators, are they?" Han Zhen said while recalling in his mind, so that Mendelsohn could see what he was referring to.

"Yes, of course they are cultivators, but they should not be the essence, they are some consciousness bodies like me. The essence cannot stay in this plane for a long time. I originally wanted to ask them for help, but there was a true energy cover covering the entire space, and I couldn't get in at all, so I had to stop this thought."

"Cover? Don't you know where I am now? If there is a cover, how could I come out? How could you come here?" Han Zhen was happy and realized that something was wrong. Xiaomuji was brought back by the second uncle from China on a spaceship!

"How could I know what happened? Oh, I didn't expect that the descendants of you cultivators were bullied by a group of unbloomed monkeys. It's so embarrassing!" Mendelsohn accidentally read Han Zhen's other memories and said with a little ridicule.

Seeing Han Zhen unhappy, Mendelssohn said again: "I have analyzed the reasons here. First, we must understand that any creature or transplane cannot be allowed. The cultivator may appear on the earth by chance when he was looking for a new planet. He was restricted by rules and himself and had to withdraw. However, ordinary people could not withdraw, so they had to stay. They were worried about the safety of ordinary people, so they left some spiritual consciousness and a large cover covering the entire area to protect. The spiritual consciousness left was different from our spiritual consciousness that was accidentally pulled. It has time nature, maybe ten thousand years, maybe only a few thousand years. I definitely don't know how much it is. However, from the fact that my magic weapon can come in here, it means that the cover should have disappeared..."

It’s true that people live longer and have broader knowledge, but they are actually analyzed by Mendelsohn for eight out of ten.

I can only explain this way. Han Zhen no longer continued to explore this mysterious problem. He can't run around between planes, huh? "Can I still find the treasures and mental methods left by the cultivators? If I find one, I will be very excited." Han Zhen thought of this, his eyes shining.

Mendelsohn, who had become a small vendor, made a punch on Han Zhen's head with the fast food box in his hand. Although it was all illusion of consciousness, Han Zhen grinned and it hurt to the bottom of his heart.

"Idiot, even if the cultivator keeps it, it will never be a good thing. There are strict regulations. If you really don't know the treasure, my oak mind spirit wood is also a high-end smuggling product. It will never appear in this plane, because it was not brought by me on my own initiative. Therefore, even if the heavenly way of the determined plane is found, it cannot be cancelled... Alas, I wanted to leave it for you, but I would rather wait." It seems that this Mendelsohn is not a rude master, and it is scary to get angry.

"Leave it to me? This is mine!" Han Zhen was not vague and immediately replied. Han Zhen never gave in to such big troubles.

"I really want to knock you again!" Mendelssohn looked alert to Li Yuanyuan. Han Zhen, who wanted to escape when he saw something wrong, cursed and said as if he was disgusted, "Forget it, I won't care about you. The oak heart sacred wood is a holy object I teach. It has many functions and is unique. You can explore it slowly, but its biggest function is to teach it - if you don't say it, you will take all the advantages. I will inherit you now. I hope you can carry forward the druid in this plane." Mendelsohn said sadly. He cheered up again and asked in a serious tone: "Now I will formally ask you, are you willing to accept my inheritance and the divine object Oak Heart sect?"

"I definitely want wood chips. As for inheritance, what is it? Do you teach me the druid's practice? If that's the case, you can take the test..."

Before Han Zhen finished speaking, Mendelssohn said to himself: "Since you agree, then you are my Mendelssohn's disciple, and the inheritance begins!"

After saying that, he didn't care about Han Zhen's reaction at all. He changed from a small vendor back to the original appearance of a wizard. He used his hand wrapped in a robe to attack Han Zhen. Han Zhen flew over uncontrollably, as if he was delivered to the door, and his big sleeves covered Han Zhen's entire face.
Chapter completed!