The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

One gas transforms three cleans, but a Taoist term.

In the previous life, apart from being recognized in Taoism, the place where it appeared most frequently was the book "Feng Shen Yan Yi".

In "Fengshen Yanyi", Taishang Laojun transformed into three dharma bodies in one breath, namely Yuqing, Shangqing and Taiqing.

In Taoism, there is another saying.

That is, Laozi is the No.18 incarnation of Taishang Laojun.

But no matter how twists and turns it is, how things from the previous life will be magically changed in this life, but there is one thing that is beyond doubt.

The figure on the back riding the green bull in the picture, if I guess correctly, is Lao Tzu himself.

Based on Lao Tzu's writings and eulogy, Song Lanyi deduced that even among saints, he is one of the strongest.

With this thought in mind, Song Lanyi pressed his spiritual force tightly to the font on the stone wall.

For a moment, there seemed to be a cloud of fresh air in her mind, and then the fresh air turned into information, flowing in her mind, shining brightly.

In an epiphany, Song Lanyi's hands dropped unconsciously, and the pink pig in his cuffs fell to the ground along the skirt of his clothes.

But he had no intention of running away.

In his mung bean-sized eyeballs, there was less stupidity and more scrutiny and scrutiny.

Suddenly, a "cunning" smile appeared on this cute little pig.

"Human, do you think that after blocking the voice of my heart, I will not be able to perceive the strong golden light of merit and luck on your body? Hmph, do you think you can abandon me so easily?"

As he said that, a bundle of golden rope appeared in Little Pink Pig's mouth.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he floated into the air with the rope in his mouth, and tied his whole pig to Song Lanyi's wrist.

When Song Lanyi came back to her senses, before she could digest the new technique in her mind, she felt a heavy wrist.

She lowered her head to look, her face suddenly darkened.

The dead pig was holding her wrist, drooling from sleep, stretched out.

Even when he woke up from sleep, he would still hug her fingers, nibbling and grinding them slightly.

Song Lanyi seemed to have thought of something, and his face miraculously returned to calm.

She did nothing.

I just repeated a series of dish names in my heart...

Roast suckling pig, sweet and sour pork loin, braised lion head, small crispy pork, braised trotters...

In his sleep, Little Pink Pig was suddenly attacked by an evil thought and woke up abruptly.

Until the moment he opened his eyes, he still had some lingering fears, and made a sound that seemed to be frightened: "Huh?"

He raised his head, but found that he seemed to be drowsy.

This human... how did it become three?
Thinking about this question, Pink Pig's eyes suddenly widened.

Wait... the method of avatars... a cloud of fresh air...

Could it be that person's supernatural power? !

The pink-skinned little pig was shaken, and he groaned and tied himself a little tighter.

He's going to be locked up!

This thigh, he hugged it!
Fenpizhu's thoughts turned straight, and he didn't call himself the seat at all, and his attitude was so friendly that it was even too sweet.

"Human... no, this fairy, what is her name?"

Song Lanyi glanced at him without hesitation, "Xue Ji."

Fenpizhu waved for a while, "It's worthy of the name of a fairy, just two words, but it gives me a feeling of fascination, like spring flowers blooming, and like the autumn moon Qingling..."

The corner of Song Lanyi's mouth twitched slightly, "What do you want to say?"

The pink pig put its front hooves together and rubbed it together, "I'm familiar with the surrounding area, and I've seen similar stone walls, how about... I'll take you to see it? But...it's getting late now, it's almost dawn .”

Song Lanyi raised his head, looking at the gray surroundings, he doubted how he came to this conclusion.

But Fenpizhu's expression was a little anxious, "In the maze, don't walk casually during the day, otherwise you will touch the consciousness of the awakened god."

As he said that, like a guide dog, he jumped off Song Lanyi's hand, took the initiative to pull the rope, and walked forward.

As they walked, Fenpizhu introduced, "It is rumored that Miyu was once a part of the ancient battlefield, and the spirit of the gods is part of the consciousness of the fallen gods on the battlefield."

"However, under the influence of the maze, these gods are full of rage and hostility, and cannot communicate normally at all. They can only occupy a fixed space under the rules of the maze."

It was the first time for Song Lanyi to hear this kind of inside story, and he was fascinated by it, and couldn't help asking, "What will happen to the gods at that night?"

Fenpizhu looked back at her with a complicated expression, "At night, the god's mind will turn into a fixed fetish, as a symbol of inheriting the position of the god."

"According to the rumors, if you fit in with the god position to a certain extent, you can even talk to the consciousness in the inheritance."

As the conversation continued, Song Lanyi also had a general understanding of Miyu.

Soon, they came to a dilapidated small town.

This small town has the unique style of foreigners, but under the gray fog, it looks a little dilapidated.

It is worth mentioning that, around the town, every half a meter, you can see a stick of incense burning.

When Fenpizhu saw this scene, the four hooves under his body almost stepped out of the phantom, and rushed into the town like a wind, dragging Song Lanyi.

The moment he stepped into the range covered by the incense, the surrounding scenes suddenly began to change.

I saw that the originally desolate and broken town seemed to start to recover in an instant.

People in all kinds of costumes appeared on the street, including foreign women in high-waisted fishbone skirts, and presiding judges in knight costumes. There were even shadows of the Buddhist kingdoms of the Western Regions, the monster sea tribes, and the human races.

Facing the sudden appearance of Song Lanyi, the people around were no longer surprised. They just glanced at him and then turned their eyes away.

However, not far ahead, there was a noisy crowd. From a distance, there were crowds of people, and there were exclamations from time to time.

At some point, Little Fenzhu hugged Song Lanyi's wrist again, and snorted, "Xuexue, let's go over there and have a look."

snow snow?

What the hell name?

Song Lanyi wanted to leave, but he heard a familiar voice among the crowd in front of him.

She paused and turned to walk forward.

Among the crowd, a monk stood there, frowning slightly, "Benefactor, all living beings are equal. This female benefactor just accidentally hurt your beloved pet. Why do you want to face each other with swords?"

Standing opposite was a silver-haired old man. His clothes were extremely elegant, and even the collar was engraved with nine stars.

The way he looked at Shi An Fozi was like looking at an ignorant child.

Behind Shi An Fozi, a girl in linen clothes lay down on the ground, with a faint red mark on her wrist.

She looked panicked, but when she lowered her head, her eyes were somewhat unwilling.