Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 3 What the hell is this?

Fu Xiaoyun slightly pulled out the flying sword inserted into the female monk's body, and swung it back and forth twice under the rain curtain. The rain quickly washed away the blood.

She walked to the distance between the female monk's body and the man, looked around, turned her mouth down, and muttered in a low voice: "It's so troublesome, I just escaped from death, but now I want to kill again, so tired ,I want to move."

After hesitating for a while, he still walked up to the man, and said to him in a discussing tone, "So who, why don't you die by yourself, I don't know why, but suddenly I feel a little hungry, obviously it shouldn't be."

When it came to the end, she herself began to wonder, touched her stomach that was already "crying hungry", raised her small head and looked around, there were two people in the wilderness, and the other was a dead person
"Wait, don't die, can you tell me where this is?"

The formation was gradually weakening due to the death of the person who arranged it. When Fu Xiaoyun spoke, the formation was so weak that it didn't seem to exist.

The man was hanging on his breath, but after hearing what Fu Xiaoyun said, he spat out a big mouthful of blood, and then drove west.

Fu Xiaoyun was a little puzzled, she was fine just now, why did she hang up all of a sudden?
In disbelief, he raised his foot and kicked it, but there was no movement, it was really cold.

"Oh, it's a pity."

Forget it, judging by his appearance, he probably can't say anything, so I'll ask someone later.

After Fu Xiaoyun thought about it, he squatted down and began to grope the man's body. His movements were extremely skillful, and he looked like a veteran.

"This is...too poor!"

The man didn't have anything on him. It was probably used up when he was promoted to the foundation stage. There was still some goods in the storage bag, but they were all worthless things.

Fu Xiaoyun secretly scolded the man for being too poor, while pinning the storage bag to his waist.

Clapping his hands, he was about to stand up and look at the female monk, but he almost fell into the mud.

Feeling weak under his feet, his eyes suddenly went dark for a moment, Fu Xiaoyun shook his little head vigorously, raised his left hand and gently tapped the position of his temple.

"what happened?"

Since she woke up, things were not quite right, she was buried in the soil for no reason, and finally crawled out, and found that she didn't know where she was.She couldn't use aura when fighting with a female monk. She relied entirely on her years of experience and her body's instinctive reaction to win.

There must be something wrong, Fu Xiaoyun frowned, looked down, and looked at the flying sword in her right hand in thought.

The refining is rough, the style is antique, and the function is weak. Even an apprentice forging should not be able to forge such a rubbish flying sword, right?What's more, it is still used by a monk in the foundation period.

Moreover, that female cultivator's cultivation base is also full of water, and it is estimated that a novice who has practiced Qi at the seventh or eighth level can also trample her a hundred times repeatedly.

The main thing is consciousness, which doesn't match her rank completely. I don't know how to describe it, but it's just not right anyway.

Just as Fu Xiaoyun was puzzled, a blue light flickered in her mind, and countless data began to assemble by themselves.

There was a "beep", as if it was a boot sound.

A cold mechanical sound suddenly sounded in her mind.

"The current time is the last year of Guangyao."

"The current big world—Return to the Ruins Realm."

"The time flow is stable, the location is safe, and it is confirmed that it is out of the attack range of Tiandao."

"System Judgment: Escape Successfully!"

"It is detected that the system fits the person, the fit level is S-level, very rare, and the binding is started."

". Bind successfully!"

Fu Xiaoyun's cute face was full of doubts, what the hell is this?

(End of this chapter)