Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

"System! What's going on here, why would someone come in?!"

Cui Heng called the system in his heart.

He panicked.

After all, according to the system's previous detection, this world is an advanced Xianxia time and space.

Immortal kings are everywhere, and there are countless beasts!

Even a child who only knows how to drink animal milk has the strength of several million kilograms.

Although the figure that fell from the sky just now looked like a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old, who can guarantee that he does not have earth-shattering power?

What if the Son of the Emperor is pretending to be in the lower realm... No, what about the experience?

He is so small that he has only the sixth level of qi refining, he definitely can't handle it!

【Hello! The Almighty Immortal Cultivation System will serve you wholeheartedly and **** your road to longevity! 】

[Because the novice space walks in the gaps of the heavens and the world, it will often come into contact with different heaven and earth planes, and the spatial rules of some planes are unstable, and there will be a phenomenon of beings falling through the gap and falling into the novice space.

[Such creatures who accidentally leave the original heaven and earth will be attracted by the return of the original heaven and earth, and they will leave after at most twelve days and return to their original world. 】

"It turned out to be so."

After Cui Heng heard the system's explanation, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Even in high-level Xianxia time and space, there will definitely be low-level planes.

Such as the mortal world, the human world, etc.

Generally speaking, the space of this low-level plane is mostly unstable.

Having read a lot of novels, he is very clear about these doors.

Moreover, after relaxing, he realized again that this is a novice space, and he will not suffer any harm here.

Even if he were a real boss, it seemed that there would be no problem.

After thinking about it, Cui Heng's mood was completely relaxed.

He walked into the farm and carefully observed the figure falling from the sky.

This is a little boy who looks only twelve or thirteen years old. He looks ordinary, with ragged clothes and dark skin. He is thin and skinny.

There was a crooked ring scar above his head, and he looked like a little novice.

But she has grown a lot of hair.

"Hungry, so hungry, so hungry..." The little boy murmured unconsciously, curled up and trembled slightly.

"..." Cui Heng was silent for a while, and sighed, "Who told us to be kind, let's save your life."

Staying here by myself for ten years is so lonely.

It is rare to have someone to speak to.

It's not easy either.

…

Hong Fugui opened his eyes with difficulty, then closed them immediately.

Because, he saw a ball of light above which was releasing bright white light, and he felt a little dazzling.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes again, and after barely getting used to the light, did he see the surrounding situation clearly.

The walls as white as snow, the ingenious decorations, the neat and clean tables and chairs, and the bed on which he is lying, are actually covered with snow-white satin!

"Where is this place?" Hong Fugui was very confused, looking at the big ball of light above, "Is this the world after death? Why do you still feel hungry when you die?"

Squeak!

The door was pushed open, and a young man in a snow-white robe walked into the room. He was handsome and elegant, as if he was an exiled immortal.

When Hong Fugui saw him approaching, he was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Are you a fairy in the sky?"

"I'm just a mortal walking on the road to immortality." Cui Heng smiled and came to Hong Fugui's bedside, "Well, what's wrong."

"No, it's just..." Hong Fugui hurriedly shook his head, but it was at this point that a "gurgling" sound suddenly sounded in his stomach.

"Hahaha, are you hungry?" Cui Heng laughed, then looked at the void next to him, and whispered, "Where is the Yellow Turban Warrior?"

"Yellow Turban Warrior?" Hong Fugui was a little confused and didn't know what Cui Heng was saying to the void, but the scene that appeared in front of him in the next instant made him stunned.

I saw that this void was like a lake whose calm was broken by stones, and ripples appeared in circles.

Then, a three-meter tall, muscular man with an extremely strong yellow coat appeared in the room out of thin air, and respectfully knelt in front of Cui Heng on one knee, "Meet the Immortal Venerable!"

Sorcery!

Fairy!

Hong Fugui looked at Cui Heng in disbelief, his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, his face full of shock.

You also said that you are not an immortal? !

At this moment, he was so blessed that he fell to his knees with a thud, fell to the ground, and said respectfully, "I beg the Immortal Venerable to give me the way to save the world!"

"Ah this..." Cui Heng suddenly felt numb.

I just wanted to ask the Yellow Turban Warrior to bring me something to eat. Why did this kid kneel down suddenly?

Sure enough, it came from the mortal plane of the Xianxia world.

So ignorant.

"Get up and eat something first." Cui Heng raised his hand gently, and Hong Fugui was directly dragged by invisible mana to stand up.

Although he doesn't know any magic, his mana itself has certain magical characteristics, and it is very easy to do things to this level.

But in Hong Fugui's view, this is a genuine immortal method!

The air is used to make people stand up!

This is the martial arts myth in the legends of the Jianghu, and even the gods of the land can do it!

He became more and more certain that his benefactor must be a hidden immortal!

However, Hong Fugui did not continue to kneel and beg Cui Heng.

Instead, he listened to Cui Heng's words and waited for dinner.

He lost his parents since he was a child. He was deceived and sold to a temple. He became a monk. After he escaped, he wandered for a long time. He was a beggar and he saw too many things in the world.

Therefore, he is very clear that when he wants to get something from others, he must not force it wishful thinking.

Especially not to use the other party's compassion to persecute.

Rather, it should show its own value first.

Let's talk about other things.

It is best to be submissive before showing your worth.

"I must not leave a bad impression in Immortal Venerable's heart." Hong Fugui secretly said in his heart.

However, when the Yellow Turban Lux created a large table of delicious food out of thin air.

He couldn't calm down again.

Eyeballs stared at the roast chicken, roast duck, sauce beef, etc. on the table, motionless.

Poor Hong Fugui had never eaten a few mouthfuls of meat when he grew up.

"You got it wrong, this is what I usually eat." Cui Heng rolled his eyes and said to the Yellow Turban Rishi, "Bring that bowl of healthy white porridge."

Isn't it fun to eat such a big table of meat for people who are dying of starvation!

"It's the Immortal Venerable!" The Yellow Turban Warrior nodded.

Immediately, with a big wave of his hand, he put away the dishes on the table and replaced it with a large pot of fragrant white porridge, accompanied by two small bowls of mustard.

"Hey, eat it." Cui Heng pointed to the white porridge and mustard greens, and said to Hong Fugui, "It's not suitable for you to eat too much meat now, so drink some porridge to support it first."

"..." Hong Fugui was silent at this moment, staring at the white porridge on the table, his eyes were sad, his reaction was bigger than the fish he saw just now, as if he was caught in some kind of memory.

Puff!

He suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply to the bowl of white porridge, his voice was a little hoarse, "Father, mother, the child is not filial, so you didn't drink a bowl of hot white porridge before you died!"