Interstellar Farmer

Mendelssohn, he is the founder of the earth who created the Druin sect, but he didn't do it on purpose. He was regarded as a god after being seen by some primitive people, and thousands of years passed naturally.

Tens of thousands of years ago, he was innocently thrown to the earth by a rift in the plane, but what came here was also not the body, but the consciousness body with the same virtue as now, but much stronger than now.

He was also thrown over with the founder of the Holy See and some other practitioners who were in the same consciousness, but they were much stronger than Mendelssohn, relying on the strength of the number of people, they knocked Mendelssohn away. The Druyin Sect, created unintentionally, was wiped out. When Mendelssohn was beaten to the brink of death, he had no choice but to hide in the only sacred artifact brought over to survive.

You have to know that they are all sentient beings, but there are so many of them, so naturally they bring one or two more things. How can I fight alone. Hmph, if I were on that plane over there, I would absolutely It won't be so miserable, what kind of archangel, there are bird people over there, they are the most useless guys! said the beautiful woman Mendelssohn, twitching her pretty nose unconvinced.

Plane, this is the first time Han Zhen has heard this word, and he also knows that it includes the solar system, the Milky Way, and extragalactic galaxies he knows, which are generally referred to as the place where all civilizations exist-all regions and spaces in the entire universe, all It can only be regarded as a plane. The planes belong to the legendary existence. No one knows how many planes there are. If you want to cross the planes, in Mendelssohn's cognition, it is a myth of the Arabian Nights. If Mendelssohn's consciousness was not thrown here Come on, he still doesn't believe that planes can also be traversed.

Then do you know, how did you get here? Han Zhen asked.

Mendelssohn blushed a little, seeing that Han Zhenzhen was surging, but when he thought that this was an old goblin who didn't know how long he had lived, his stomach rolled for a while, and he immediately thought of him as the owner of the school convenience store, that guy Han Zhen was deeply impressed by his long face.

I don't know exactly how I got here. I've been thinking about this problem for so many years. It stands to reason that it's impossible for people from us to exist on this plane, even the conscious body, but we still came. , the reason, I think, should still be related to the great migration of practitioners.

Cultivator? Great Migration? Han Zhen hurriedly asked: Tell me what's going on, and who is stronger, you or the cultivator?

Mendelssohn first talked about his guess. The time he came here happened to be when all the cultivators left. Although he didn't know how the cultivators appeared in this plane and why they relocated collectively, he knew that if anyone else had the ability to break through the plane If there are cracks in the face, the cultivator should be ranked first.

How can we compare with cultivators? In the plane world before me, cultivators were the supreme existence that no one dared to mess with. Of course, we Druyin are not too bad, at least we are better than those who rely on people. Birdmen are much stronger. The combined strength of all Druyin's sects is not much different from that of a first-class family of cultivators. If we really want to say it, we Druyin and those birdmen who were thrown here together are also considered to be comprehensionists. There is still a bit of incense in the different cultivators or miscellaneous cultivators, and in addition to the different methods of cultivation, there is no conflict between them.

In our country, those legendary gods are not cultivators, right? Han Zhen recalled in his mind as he said, so that Mendelssohn could see what he was referring to.

Yes, of course they are cultivators, but they should not be the main body, but some consciousness like me. The main body can't stay in this plane for a long time. I wanted to ask them for help, but there is a real essence mask Covering the entire space, I couldn't get in at all, so I had no choice but to give up this thought.

The mask? Don't you know where I am now? If there is a mask, how can I come out? How can you come here? Hearing that there really are gods, Han Zhen was delighted and realized that something was wrong. The wood chip was brought back by the second uncle from China on the spaceship!

How would I know what's going on, yo, I didn't expect that you descendants of comprehension practitioners would be bullied by a group of unflowered monkeys. It's really embarrassing! Mendelssohn accidentally read Han Zhen's other words. memory, said with a slight sarcasm.

Seeing Han Zhen's displeasure, Mendelssohn said again: I have analyzed the reasons for this, and I must first understand that any creature that crosses the plane is absolutely not allowed, and the cultivator may appear on the planet by accident when looking for a new planet. On the earth, restricted by the rules and oneself, they had to withdraw, but ordinary people couldn't withdraw, so they had to stay. Worried about the safety of ordinary people, they left behind some spiritual consciousness and a big power that covered the entire region. It is protected by a cover. The spiritual consciousness left behind is different from ours that was accidentally pulled over. It has a timeliness, maybe ten thousand years, maybe only a few thousand years, I definitely don’t know how much, but, from My magic weapon can come here, which means that the cover should have disappeared...

Needless to say, people live a long time, and their knowledge is still wider, and Mendelssohn's analysis is almost 9 out of 10 correct.

It can only be explained in this way. Han Zhen didn't want to continue to explore this mysterious question. You can't run around between planes, huh? Could it be possible for me to find the treasures and mental methods left by the cultivators? If I find one, it will be a big deal. Han Zhen thought of this, his eyes lit up.

Mendelssohn, who had turned into a small vendor, hit Han Zhen on the head with the instant food box in his hand. Although it was an illusion of consciousness, Han Zhen grinned his teeth and felt pain from the bottom of his heart.

Idiot, even if a cultivator keeps some, it will definitely not be a good thing. There are strict regulations. You really don't know the treasure when you see it. My oak heart tree is also a high-end smuggled product. It is absolutely impossible to appear on this plane, because I did not ask to bring it here, so even if it is found out by the heavenly law stipulated by the plane, it cannot be cancelled.... Well, I wanted to leave it to you. It seems that I Let's wait a little longer. It seems that Mendelssohn is not a bad tempered master, and it is scary to get angry.

Leave it to me? This is originally mine! Han Zhen didn't care about the lake, and immediately retorted. Han Zhen never backed down on such big questions.

I really want to knock you again! Mendelssohn cursed at Han Zhen, who was guarded from Yuanyuan and wanted to slip away when he saw something wrong, and said discouragedly: Forget it, I don't care about you , Oak Heart Shenmu is the sacred object I teach. It has many functions, and they are all unique. You can explore slowly, but its greatest function is to teach - don't talk about it, let it be cheap. It's all over, I'm going to pass it on to you now, and I hope you can make Druyin flourish in this plane. Mendelsohn said secretly. He cheered up again, and asked in a serious tone: Now I'm asking you formally, are you willing to accept my inheritance and accept the sacred tree of my sect?

I definitely want wood chips. As for inheritance, what is it? Can you teach me Druyin's cultivation skills? If so, you can take the exam...

Before Han Zhen finished speaking, Mendelssohn said to himself: Since you agree, then you are my Mendelssohn's disciple, and the inheritance begins!

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't care about Han Zhen's reaction at all. He changed back to his original wizard appearance from a small trader, and waved at Han Zhen with his hand wrapped in a robe. Han Zhen flew over uncontrollably, as if sent to the door It seemed that the big sleeves covered Han Zhen's entire face.

Han Zhen only felt numbness all over his body, mixed with sore and painful discomfort, and as these feelings intensified rapidly, he passed out immediately.