Perfect World: From the Middle Period of Chaos

Chapter 11 What if

In the following time, Song Hua began to purchase some things in the city, some food seasonings, and some daily necessities, and even gambled on stones.

The advantage given to him by the Eye of Origin is too great, so he has to make good use of it.

During this period, Qingyan also left, saying that she would go back to receive the reward, and then she and her master came to find Taoist Qingyu, and brought the master to meet him by the way.

But Song Hua didn't know that his master had already quietly gone on a date, and he was still shopping in the street, and selling the beast meat in the wilderness from time to time.

"Old man, don't lie to me. This thing has no divinity at first glance. If it weren't for seeing him barely being a pot, do you think I would buy it?" Song Hua squatted on a booth with a gloomy face, surrounded by full of crowds.

In order to highlight his simplicity, he is like a child in the mountains, carrying a snakeskin bag. When he moves, it rattles inside, the sound of metal colliding.

There are still many bottles and jars around his waist, all of which are seasonings.

"Yeah, yeah, old Liangzi is not a man, he even cheated the young man who came out of the mountain for the first time, no wonder your business is bleak." The surrounding crowd also pointed at an old man at the booth.

In the center of the city, on a road paved with bluestone, in an open space, pieces of cloth were placed on the ground, each piece of cloth contained something, and a person sat on top of each piece of cloth.

Qingyan has already gone back, only Song Hua is shopping alone, and at the same time he also understands that Qizhou was the front line of the war in the Xiangu Era, and there are too many good things here.

Now he is arguing with the stall owner, it is a gray plate, the size of the palms together, very round, but there are some cracks and gaps, and there is no divinity, it looks like an ordinary It's just a basin.

But in Song Hua's eyes, the plate was emitting golden mist. This thing must be a peerless secret treasure, or it contained something.

It's just that the stall owner doesn't know how to open it.

"That's enough, I brought this thing out of the mystical realm of gods and demons after a narrow escape. It's a book of god-level kung fu, otherwise there's no need to talk about it!"

"There are so many palaces in the Mysterious Realm of Gods and Demons, and there are so many ruined walls and weapon fragments. There are too many bowls like this. Who knows if you just took a bowl from the stove of a palace to fool us!"

"That's right, there are many unscrupulous merchants like him, little brother, ignore him."

"How can it be possible for people like us to have god-level exercises, Lao Liang, why don't you just sell them in the palace."

The people around were talking about it, and Lao Liang blushed suddenly. They guessed that he really just went to a palace to find a bowl.

"Oh, forget it, the boy is also anxious to cook for the master. This bowl looks very broken, so I don't want it. I don't want to waste that money." Song Hua shook his head regretfully, got up and was about to leave, of course, He is pretending.

"Young man, why don't you come to my place to buy, the pots and pots here are much better-looking than Lao Liang, and I only want three crystals from you. It's not like him, you don't have to grab it." Grabbing the god-level exercises, apart from the royal family and academies, it is impossible for people like us to have such things."

Immediately, an aunt enthusiastically took Song Hua's hand and walked towards her booth.

Following Song Hua's every move, the sack behind him rattled, and the metal inside collided.

Everyone knows that Song Hua doesn't have any Qiankun bag or space storage device, and can only use a bag made of snake skin.

Sure enough, with the aunt's solicitation, Lao Liang finally couldn't sit still, and quickly asked that he could sell it, but he also needed five crystals. After all, he brought it out after a narrow escape. Although it was a bowl, it was also brought from the Mystic Realm from.

In the end, Song Hua accepted the gray bowl with a smile and gave Lao Liang a few spars. He didn't rush to study it, but continued to inquire on the street.

"Qizhou actually has three major secret realms, the secret realm of gods and demons, the holy island of immortality, and the taboo land." Song Hua was a little excited and excited. With his original eyes, he would definitely gain a lot in the secret realm.

It's just that there is no strength, and it is useless.

The Mystic Realm of Gods and Demons was the battlefield below the Supreme in the Immortal Ancient Era.

The legend of the Immortal Meteor Island is the battlefield between the Supreme and the True Immortal.

As for Taboo Tianlu, no one knows what the battlefield of the strong is.

I only know that it is rarely opened once in tens of thousands of years. There is an endless sea of ​​blood inside, and there are also some caves of real immortals and various inheritances.

It is suspected that a great change occurred before the prosperous party, and then all fell.

Song Hua is very interested in these three secret realms. Of course, he didn't forget to collect more good things here. After he breaks through the cave, he will go to those three secret realms.

The road paved with blue stones is full of shops on both sides of the road, and trees are also planted, but the leaves have turned yellow, and now it is autumn, and the streets are covered with brilliant golden fallen leaves.

Song Hua was walking on the street with a snakeskin bag the height of a person on his back. Passers-by on the road cast strange glances, pointing and laughing at Song Hua from time to time.

But he has no expression on his face, what's the matter, when he was on earth, he always carried this kind of snakeskin bag to school, on the subway and on the plane, he was a social fear.

Of course, social terror is talking about - social "terrorists".

"dang lang lang"

The things behind him kept colliding with the footsteps, and there was a rhythmic metal interweaving sound.

"If I hadn't time-traveled, I would have thought I was 14 years old, and I thought I was carrying a guy on my back." Song Hua sighed in his heart, when he just came out of society, he looked like this, carrying a snakeskin bag, sitting on a Motorbike, running wildly on the street, the guy fell to the ground.

"However, if you come out to hang out, why don't you have a vest, it will be very convenient to grab it later, and borrow things in the future." Song Hua thought to himself, he wants to go out and make a living, and he can't always appear in the form of his real name.

In the next few days, Song Hua could be seen everywhere in the city.

He completely mingled with some uncles and aunts in the city, and his personality also stood up, simple, kind, and gentle.

Going out, what if there is a strong person pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger inside?

At the same time, he also found some things with golden mist, those are the colors of peerless good things, if there is a little black or red, don't say anything.

Braving cyan, blue, purple, gold haze, these are all good things.

Or there are golden runes floating on some items, as well as some hazy fragments and threads.

This kind of thing is better, because Song Hua guessed that these are avenue runes, or laws and order.

Of course, with his strength, he naturally didn't understand.

In general, he was very satisfied with this trip and got a lot of golden things.

"Xiaohua, are you going back?" An aunt stood in the city gate, looking at Song Hua carrying a bunch of things, and asked with some reluctance.

Some old men came out with baskets of things to say goodbye.

It's not without purpose that Song Hua approached them. Leaving aside the facts, what if, what if there is a strong hermit among them.

When you come out to hang out, what you pay attention to is that you have many friends and a wide network of contacts. The older you are, the wider your network.

"Xiaohua, if you go home, we old men will be bored, and we haven't waited for you to finish talking about the cosmic tyrannosaurus." An old man said regretfully.

He has a strong figure, gray hair, and looks like he is only in his 60s. His face is ruddy, his eyes are full of energy, as if they contain divine light, and his legs are agile. Song Hua has seen this old man do somersaults before.

"Yes, yes, I still want to wait for you to finish talking about how Lazy can become the Supreme of the generation." Some old aunts also said regretfully.

Song Hua smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will come back, and I will have to rely on my grandparents when the time comes."

It has been two months since he came to Qikong Dynasty. During these two months, he traveled all over the place, met many uncles and grandmothers, and often chatted with them.

He made chess and poker and taught those boring old men.

Song Hua didn't want to miss a strong man, what if, what if there really was a peerless strong man?

It is his honor to make friends with a peerless powerhouse, and he will not let go of any opportunity.

This world is too dangerous, and his only backer is a seriously injured master, Jie Tiandao doesn't expect too much, if he goes out to do things in the future, he will definitely offend many people, even if he uses his old job to eat, he will definitely offend those long-lived families.

You know, it's not long since Xiangu was defeated in the battle, some remnant immortals, and seriously injured Supremes are all living in seclusion.

What if those uncles and aunts used to be immortals or supreme beings.

And there are three major secret realms here, especially the taboo land and sky secret realm.

It is said that the inside is a terrifying secret place that would cause the leader to bleed.

He doesn't know what good things are in it, but what if there is an immortal medicine in it.

And there are most of the strong hermits here, who may be waiting for the opening of the secret realm.

In the original book, there are several fairy kings in the lower realm, and there are also many three thousand Taoist states in the upper realm.

For example, the Supreme Palace, the Xuanwu Immortal King, and many real immortal forces, so even an inconspicuous figure may be a peerless powerhouse.

Just like in later generations, when Ye Fan and the others were shopping, they met a sloppy middle-aged big man with a sloppy foot. At first glance, he was in the realm of a Taoist palace, but he was a quasi-emperor. Maybe.

Therefore, Song Hua took care of a group of uncles and aunts with the idea of ​​not letting them go.

"Xiaohua, this thing is refined by the uncle himself. It can calm the mind and relieve fatigue. With your small body, you will definitely be very tired along the way. The uncle's cultivation is not enough, so I will give this to you. is you."

An old man limped over with a cane, holding a jade pendant in his hand. The jade pendant was very ordinary, it looked like a plastic stone, without any pattern, it was simple.

Song Hua opened the eyes of origin and looked at it. At first, he was shocked, but in the end he looked confused and suspicious of life.

He clearly saw a figure sitting cross-legged inside the jade pendant, the dense threads intertwined together, but it disappeared in the next moment.

"Hey, hey, why are you here so soon, old man, I just finished Xiaohua's weapon." A strong old man ran over from the street, holding a red Fangtian painting halberd in his hand .

It is unimaginable that an old man in his 70s came running briskly with a square-shaped painted halberd nearly three meters in length.

　It's so cold, the hand of code word has been stiff, so the speed of code word will drop.

　　It's snowing in Guangxi. This is the third time I've seen it since I grew up.

　　That magic attack, it was so cold that I didn't want to get out of bed, I wanted to hibernate all the time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)