Mythological origin

Chapter 167 Shenzong
"Is this the city built by the immortal cultivators here? Is that their magic weapon?" Although Wei Wuya traveled across the Yuanyang world, he had never seen such a grand scene:
It seems that because it was the end of the holiday in the ancient country of Azure Star Donghuang, the mighty traffic returning to the city was blocked on the expressway for more than ten kilometers.

A group of people walked on the country road below the expressway, looking up at the army of traffic jams above, the ancient people who had never seen such a large formation were stunned.

"There are tens of thousands of immortal cultivators in this one road alone? Could it be that the method of pseudo-spiritual roots is also widely spread in this world?!" Wei Wuya roughly estimated the poor people who were stuck on the road, and came up with a way to scare him. Jump to conclusions.

In other words, before Yuanyang Realm promoted the method of pseudo-spiritual roots, the true spiritual roots were selected one in a thousand miles, and there were tens of thousands of cities that could master the magic weapon level of real cultivation, even in the huge Nanya Prefecture. , is also very few.

Only after the emergence of the pseudo-spiritual root method (Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue), monks began to crawl everywhere, and it gradually became common for tens of thousands of monks to gather in one city.

However, the joys and sorrows of people do not understand each other.

While the bumpkin Wei Wuya was shocked, Lin Yuedong and the people from the empire only felt left behind...

After all, it is a world equivalent to the technological level of the empire more than 500 years ago.

Although his "old man" is somewhat nostalgic, that's all.

The word "traffic jam" is already a far-off concept for Lin Yuedong, who usually travels on space shuttles when he goes out.

"I'm afraid, we have to re-adjust to the hard life of our youth." He said with the cat in his arms.

"I'm a little worried about how much power is left in the world's 'mobile phones'..." Lin Zilan is a serious Internet addict. Usually on the Imperial Internet, it is not uncommon for her to surf intensively for twelve hours a day.

If there is no Internet, or the Internet is too backward, it is difficult for her to imagine how she will live.

"..."

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"Could this be another subordinate world controlled by the empire? Or, we have become the advance troops of the invasion?" Compared with Lin Yuedong who frowned slightly and obviously felt that he was going to live a hard life, Master Pang felt that he had returned to the world. to a familiar environment.

In the world he was originally born in, the level of technology seemed to be comparable to that of the Azure Star, and he didn't have any extraordinary power, so he was completely powerless in the face of the invasion of the empire crushed by both technology and extraordinary.

Master Pang's organization is said to be a rebel army, but in the eyes of the empire, they are just gutter rats. It is only because the empire's advance troops are short-handed that they have no time to control some border areas, so they have a chance to survive.

Once the follow-up development corps are gradually in place, the so-called rebels will naturally melt away.

After coming to the empire, Master Pang was aware of this problem, so he resolutely chose to integrate into the empire.

"Almost forgot one thing." The man in white said suddenly at this moment.

His soft words instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Someone asked me to give you some money..." As soon as he finished speaking, the white robe he was wearing turned into banknotes flying all over the sky, scattered in the air like flowers and butterflies.

But flying around is just an illusion. In the end, the banknotes fell evenly in everyone's pockets.

Even the cat that Lin Yue was holding was given a share.

The white robe originally worn by the man in white turned into banknotes and scattered, but under the white robe, there was another white robe.

"..."

"It turns out that this is the golden thigh that has something to do with it..." Master Pang squeezed the banknote in his hand, hesitating for a moment, he was struggling, whether to switch to this one.

"Forget it, this person is not the type I can control at first glance, and he hastily defected to him, not to mention whether the other party accepts or not, I am afraid he doesn't even know how he was plotted to death."

Compared with Lin Yuedong, who is clearly an honest man, the white-clothed man in front of him is obviously not Yi Yi's generation. Master Pang still has some self-knowledge. It is useless to use the old monsters.

"I haven't asked for advice yet... Your honorable name." Wei Wuya tidied up the stack of fluffy banknotes casually, and asked respectfully.

"Shenzong."

"Lord Shenzong, I have long admired you. I wonder if the immortal has given us any orders?" Wei Wuya was brought in by Farel just now. This Shenzong must be the right-hand man of that true immortal.

"No."

"..." Even if the hot face touched the cold butt, Wei Wuya didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Master Shenzong, do we want to form a group?" Lin Zilan, a girl addicted to internet, said suddenly.

It is not surprising that animals can talk, whether it is the people of the empire or the monks in the Yuanyang world.

"Since everyone is selected by the same adult, there must always be a certain goal to be achieved, but this goal may not be articulated for some reason, and we can only explore it ourselves.

Instead of groping alone, it is better for everyone to join the group and communicate together, so that we may be able to guess the target of the adult faster and share the worries for the adult..."

Lin Zilan said what she had been organizing for a long time on the road. She is just addicted to the Internet, but she has no social fear, and she can see Master Pang's purpose.

"What is a group?" Zhao Zilin asked in a daze.

She could see that Elder Wei Wuya was also confused, but he was too embarrassed to lower his face to ask. At this time, he needed to stand out and be this curious baby.

"..."

This time it was Lin Zilan's turn to be confused, these guys don't understand the common language of the empire?Don't you know what a group is?
"No cell phone." After a moment of silence, the man in white broke the silence.

"..."

"We have money now, so we can buy it." Lin Zilan gritted her teeth and said.

"can."

"..."

A group of ancient people, watching the communication of several modern people, feel more and more that everyone does not live in the same time and space.

"Mobile phone is a communication tool that even ordinary people in this world can use..." Zhao Zilin quietly transmitted voice to everyone in Yuanyang Realm.

She has some memories of her previous life, so she can basically understand Lin Zilan's conversation, but this kind of thing can't be exposed, so she shirks that Lin Cheng told her in a dream.

"There is a magic weapon that even mortals can use? Don't you need mana? So, the ten thousand spirit shuttles on the road are filled with mortals?"

Wei Wuya doesn't have any concept of "technology" in his mind, he can easily refine magic tools with the same function, but if he wants immortal cultivators to serve mortals instead, that's absolutely impossible.

PS: The book friend group exploded again, the last group died for a month, the new book friend group: 590-473-108
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