"It can only reach the level of the early stage of foundation building." Zheng Yi moved his hands and feet behind the wooden house.
This world felt strange to him.
No matter where I am, I feel as if there is a pair of invisible eyes staring at me.
Moreover, these eyes seem to be full of malice.
The whole world seems to be exuding a faint sense of rejection.
It's like the whole person is buried in the water, with invisible shackles. And if you do nothing, you will slowly be pushed out of the water by the buoyancy of the water.
"So it seems..." Zheng Yi touched his chin and started thinking.
Cang Yue Yanhuang's clone tried his best to pull himself into this world, it couldn't be just to give him a time travel package.
The most likely possibility is that this world is the original world of Cang Yue Yanhuang, just like his original world.
Cang Yue Yanhuang is a person of this world and can use all the resources of this world.
Although it is impossible for Cang Yue Yanhuang to really know this world well. But as the absolute protagonist of this world, the whole world is on his side.
This is like the Cangxuan Realm controlled by Zheng Yi. Although he cannot be said to be omnipotent, even if a monk in the transformation stage enters his world, his cultivation will be suppressed by the world consciousness.
As an emperor, Zheng Yi can use almost all his power to pull out his enemies and deal with them at will.
"Low-key, now is not the time to be in the limelight." Zheng Yi secretly warned himself.
In this situation, the wisest choice is to stay put. No matter what you want to do, you must at least have a basic understanding of the world.
The spiritual energy gradually recovered and finally stayed at the peak of foundation building.
Although the cultivation level is still there, it is suppressed by an inexplicable force. If you want to go to the next level, it is not much easier than practicing again.
The window behind the wooden house opened, and the old man greeted Zheng Yi: "Little brother, you have just recovered from a serious injury. Don't do too strenuous exercise. Come back to eat first."
"Thank you, old man!" Zheng Yi just raised his foot, but suddenly and inexplicably stepped on it, and he lost his balance and fell sideways.
Suddenly losing his balance, Zheng Yi was caught off guard and subconsciously slapped his palm in the direction of the fall.
Boom!
The boulder, which was as tall as half a man, was directly blasted into two halves by Zheng Yi.
The old man who was asking Zheng Yi to eat was dumbfounded.
Zheng Yi also realized that his reaction just now was a bit excessive. He just fell. Even if he did nothing, he would not be hurt at all.
He didn't think much about it at the time and took action subconsciously.
He smiled awkwardly at the old man: "I'm sorry, old man, I made a mistake."
The old man said calmly: "The most indispensable thing in the mountains is broken rocks. There is nothing to apologize for. Come over and eat quickly."< br>
In the wooden house, the old man brought up a basin of light yellow rice porridge with chaff floating on it, and a small plate of unknown wild vegetables in the middle of the table.
Looking at this shabby food, Zheng Yi honestly couldn’t eat it.
Before time travel, Zheng Yi was a modern person.
Although my life can't be said to be very good, I have never eaten this kind of food. It looks like food that has not been processed very much.
Moreover, even this kind of shabby food seems not always available to this small family.
You will know this just by looking at the little treasure gobbling up.
The little guy ate all the yellow porridge in his bowl in a few mouthfuls, and even licked his bowl again.
After that, he looked at Zheng Yi and the old man eagerly.
Although this little guy looks chubby, he doesn't look particularly good.
Seeing this, the old man poured half a bowl of porridge for the little guy: "Eat quickly, and go to practice as soon as possible after eating."
Both the grandfather and grandson are also monks. , although their strength is not very good, they are still quite far away from the foundation building stage.
But no matter what, they are also true practitioners.
Compared to the time when he just traveled through time and killed the emperor, Zheng Yi, who had no clue about cultivation, was much stronger.
The strength of the two of them is quite strong compared to the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty.
But now, we can only eat glutinous rice bran.
Seeing that Zheng Yi didn't move a word, the old man said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, little brother, I have nothing to entertain you except these simple meals, so don't take it to heart."
Zheng Yi He quickly waved his hand: "It's a good thing if it can fill your stomach. I'm just afraid of causing trouble to you."
As he spoke, he picked up the porridge and took a big gulp.
As luck would have it, a grain of sand in the rice porridge got stuck in his throat, causing Zheng Yi to cough violently.
A lot of rice grains fell to the ground, which made Xiaobao and the old man feel distressed.
Zheng Yi coughed for a long time and then gradually recovered.
The dignified practitioner almost choked to death on a grain of sand.
“I’m so sorry!” Zheng Yi apologized awkwardly.
No matter what, people treat me with the best things. If I blame this or that, I'm not being a good person.
However, I don’t know how long the rice had been stored, and there was a strange rancid smell after entering the mouth.
In addition, the five senses of cultivators are much stronger than ordinary people, and the impact of the taste on Zheng Yi has become particularly strong.
Zheng Yi really didn’t have the courage to take a second bite.
"Mr. Chen, although my cultivation level is not high, I am still quite capable. Please wait a moment. I will hunt some prey now so that we can have a good time at the Tooth Festival."
Although I don’t know much about this world, I took a look at the bullpen when I went out just now.
Although the cows in this world are different from the original world, there is generally no difference.
In this case, other creatures in this world should be similar.
When Mr. Chen heard Zheng Yi's words, his expression suddenly changed.
“Little brother, this is absolutely impossible.”
Seeing the old man's frightened expression, which almost made him kneel down, Zheng Yi couldn't help but be confused.
"Old man, it's just hunting. I won't do anything unnecessary. You can rest assured." Zheng Yi tried to keep his voice calm.
Looking at the old man being so nervous, he might be afraid that he would do some unprofitable business.
Mr. Chen shook his head: "Little brother, you don't know something. Everything we have here belongs to the Zhao family. Without the permission of the Zhao family, let alone hunting, even the trees on the mountain are It cannot be cut down at will."
Zheng Yi couldn't help but be stunned: "So domineering?"
It's no wonder that as monks, the grandfather and grandson can only eat chaffy vegetables here.
Gulu! Xiaobao, who had just finished drinking porridge, felt his stomach growl.
Children of his age are originally growing up. A bowl of rice porridge without much oil and water would not be able to fill his stomach.
"Mr. Chen." Zheng Yi said seriously: "It's not a big deal for us adults to eat more and less. But if the little baby doesn't eat enough, he won't grow well."
"Don't worry, although my strength is not very good. But there is definitely no problem in quietly hunting a pheasant or something."
"I won't let anyone find out, just in case something goes wrong. , you put all the responsibility on me."
Mr. Chen looked at his increasingly thin grandson, and his heart was pounding.
If it was just him who was starving, Teacher Chen would never take the risk. But in order to let his grandson have a good meal, he gritted his teeth and said: "In that case, I'll trouble you, little brother."
"Put it on me?" Zheng Yi went out confidently, and the result was... He accidentally tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, I had experience this time and did not use Reiki directly.
Otherwise, this flimsy wooden house might be broken into pieces by him.
Although his strength was severely suppressed, Zheng Yi didn't take it too seriously when it came to hunting and the foundation building period was also about killing mosquitoes with cannons.
But even Zheng Yi did not expect that this hunting would be ten times more difficult than he expected.
Perhaps because the mountain has been closed for too long, the forest is extremely rich in products, with birds, animals, trees and fruits everywhere.
Zheng Yi didn't dare to touch things like fruits easily.
After all, I am not familiar with it. Who knows whether these normal-looking fruits are poisonous.
His ears moved, and he heard the cry of pheasants in the distance. He quickly walked in the direction of the sound.
As a result, after walking only a few steps, I happened to knock over a dead tree that was pressing on the branch. The branches that were originally pressed, with the sound of howling wind, hit Zheng Yi's eyes.
Although the branch was very fast, it could not do anything to the monk Zheng Yi. When he realized that something was wrong, he had already raised his hand to block the branch.
When the branch stopped, the spikes on it were less than an inch away from Justice's eyes.
Zheng Yi pushed away the branch and was about to continue walking forward.
A large yellow powder mist suddenly sprayed out from under his feet. Although Zheng Yi hid in time, he still inhaled some.
There was a numbing feeling in the nose and mouth. It seemed that the yellow mist was poisonous.
Walking in the forest, Zheng Yi felt as if he was walking in a passage filled with traps placed by the enemy.
Even if it can be determined, all of this is a natural coincidence.
Zheng Yi was a little suspicious, whether there was someone setting a trap in front of him and deliberately targeting him.
"Could it be that the laws of heaven in this world are rejecting me?"
Given this reason, Zheng Yi couldn't figure out what other situation could make him so unlucky.
That guy Cang Yue Yan Huang is, after all, a master in the enlightenment stage. In this world, he is definitely an illegitimate child of heaven.
The successive situations greatly increased the difficulty of Zheng Yi's hunting.
Even if it was just an ordinary pheasant, it took him nearly an hour to finally catch it.
Although the situation happened frequently, Zheng Yi felt very lucky that he did not encounter any existence that could truly threaten him.
Back at the wooden house, Zheng Yi handed the pheasant to Mr. Chen: "Old man, I am not very good at cooking, so I will trouble you to cook this pheasant."
< br>Mr. Chen swallowed. He had not tasted meat for a long time.
He took the pheasant shakily, boiled water and plucked the feathers skillfully, added some unknown wild vegetables, and stewed it in a large pot.
During this process, the consumer protection officer kept drooling and looking at the cauldron eagerly. It seemed as if he was afraid that if he lost his focus, the pot full of fragrant pheasant meat would disappear.
I have to say that Mr. Chen’s craftsmanship is quite good.
The fragrant muscles made even Zheng Yi swallow his saliva subconsciously.
When the muscles were ready, the old man first filled a large bowl and put the most meaty parts into Zheng Yi's bowl, followed by his grandson.
When it was his turn, there were only some bones and the like left in the bowl.
Xiaobao couldn't wait to chew it. Looking at the way he was eating, Zheng Yi felt that the pheasant seemed even more delicious.
I guess this is also the reason why many people like to watch mukbang before time travel.
After a full meal, Zheng Yi chatted with Mr. Chen for a while, and finally got a general understanding of the world.
The name of this world is Cang Yan Realm. The Zhao family that Mr. Chen mentioned before is the only ruler of the entire Cang Yan Realm.
The reason for this is because a thousand years ago, Zhao Tianyan, the ancestor of the Zhao family, shattered the void and ascended to the immortal world.
"I heard it from grandpa." Mr. Zhao said with a sigh on his face: "In my grandpa's generation, the royal family was still very good to the people."
"No matter what, life After all, I can survive.”
“But I don’t know why, Emperor Yan. The master suddenly changed his temper and told the world that all the resources in the Cangyan Realm belong to the Zhao family. No one else can touch a single plant or tree without the permission of the Zhao family."
" After that, our life became increasingly difficult.”
As he spoke, Mr. Chen's expression gradually became painful: "Although life is difficult, we were able to survive more or less in the past. My two sons can always exchange for some food, cloth, etc. when they go to dig fire rock mines for the Zhao family."
"After the eldest son got married and had children, although the family was a little tighter, he could still give Xiaobao enough to eat."
"But not long ago, the Zhao family I don’t know why I went crazy, but I suddenly forced all of us to dig the fire rock mine day and night.”
“My eldest son was exhausted to death, and my younger son was also crushed due to the collapse of the mine. It was down there. When someone dug it out, it was already dead."
"My wife was so sad that she passed away."
"If it weren't for the fact that Xiaobao hasn't grown up yet, I'm an old man and I might have left long ago."
Zheng Yi sighed secretly in his heart.
As for why Cang Yue Yanhuang had such a change, he could guess a thing or two.
It was simply because the war was about to begin and Cang Yue Yanhuang had consumed too much and needed to replenish his spiritual energy.
Since this guy owns a whole world and provides him with cultivation resources, it is natural that he does not use them in vain.
I don’t know if the Zhao family in the Cang Yan Realm knows that after their ancestor ascended, he did not become an immortal, but instead became a Nether Spirit tribe that is neither human nor ghost.
Cang Yue Yanhuang probably became like that when he encountered an accident when he was stepping on the void.
However, for the Zhao family in this world, there is actually no difference.
In the eyes of many people, such a monk is no different from a god.
There was nothing to say all night, and just after dawn the next day, Zheng Yi was woken up by a voice.
"Old man Chen, the amount of fire rock mine you handed over this month is seriously insufficient. If you fail to complete the task of Mr. Zhao, you will wait for me to die!" (End of Chapter)